After I traveled through the book, I gained a humanoid pendant

"I remember..."

Ni Yangzhou searched the pendant for a long time, but only found some yellow paper, which he folded for a long time.

Fold a paper boat.

Sorry, my childhood memories have marinated me, and as soon as my hands touch the paper, I want to fold it into a triangle.

Ni Yangzhou looked at the paper boat in his hand and thought that it was not convenient to fold it. He remembered that Yan Congzhi had made a super realistic 1:1 size paper figure for him when he had the materials.

But if I want to make a paper figure, I have never made one myself.

What materials were needed at the time? Bamboo combs, rice paste, paper...

Ni Yangzhou regretted that he was only concerned with admiring Yan Congzhi's beauty and didn't pay attention to the process at all.

Oh yes, it’s in the “Spiritual Techniques”.

The young man flipped through the book again, flipping through the pages and finding that there was indeed a process, and even diagrams.

Ni Yangzhou went down the mountain happily, bought all the things in the human town, and started working as soon as he came back.

Unfortunately, ideals are full, but reality is skinny.

Ni Yangzhou took many interest classes when he was a child, and dabbled in painting and music, but his handicraft skills were very average.

When he was tying the bamboo comb, many small thorns stuck in his hands. The pain was so severe that he couldn't hold the paper steadily. He was so anxious that his face turned pale and he tried to pick at the thorns with his sword for a long time. Finally, he remembered that he could use magic to force the thorns out.

I have been a human for too long and am not used to being a cultivator with magical powers.

Finally everything was sorted out and the moon was already above the bamboo shoots.

A neatly shaped paper figurine was ready. Its shoulders were flat enough for a horse to gallop through, its waist as strong as a palace pillar, but compared to the original figure, it was nothing.

You can barely make out it's a human figure.

"I tried my best."

Ni Yangzhou took out the human-shaped flat piece and tried it according to Lu Zhengjiao's method. Sure enough, the green starlight came out, the talisman attached to the paper man flashed, and the soul was sucked in with a "whoosh".

Ni Yangzhou rubbed his sweaty face and looked at the sturdy paper man expectantly.

The paper figure was glowing, which should have meant it was a success, but there was no movement.

"Yan Congzhi?"

"master?"

"……husband?"

Ni Yangzhou stared for a long time, worried that there might be something wrong with the magic he had just learned. Just as he was about to go forward to check, he saw the rough paper man raise his hammer-like arm and point at the blank face.

"Oh, forgot."

Ni Yangzhou slashed his wrist with the silver-blue sword, blood gushing out. He then quickly took two pills while he was at it.

"Open the eyes, awaken the sense of smell, unblock the ears, and create the mouth and tongue."

"——Facheng!"

A flash of inspiration passed by, and the paper figure gradually became vague, like ripples on the water, and Yan Congzhi's face gradually became clear.

Eyes like a cold pond slowly opened.

"—Zhouzhou."

This word "Zhou Zhou" was separated from the two people by an unidentified amount of time.

It was once called "Ni Yangzhou", then "Yangzhou", the "treasure" that could not be spoken of, and now "Zhouzhou".

Ni Yangzhou's tears came out before his voice, and his body was more honest than his thoughts.

He hugged the tall and beautiful person tightly under the moonlight.

A deep smile came from Yan Congzhi's chest. Ni Yangzhou's tears flowed, his blood surged, and he opened his mouth and began to howl heartbreakingly.

"Wow wow wow, I was so scared! I almost couldn't catch you! Don't you know how tragic it is to lose your Dao body? If you die, you'll wander around in all the small worlds, and I won't be able to find you! ahhhhh..."

Ni Yangzhou cried sadly, and Yan Congzhi could only lower his head to hold him in his arms, watching his tears fall onto his body.

"Me too."

Ni Yangzhou looked up while sniffling, his eyes reddened with tear marks: "What do you mean, me too?"

Yan Congzhi raised his hand and wiped the tears hanging on Ni Yangzhou's eyelashes.

"I love you very much too."

……

Ni Yangzhou laughed out loud while crying.

Then he watched Yan Congzhi's slender fingers shrivel and collapse instantly after being stained by tears.

Yan Congzhi lowered his eyes and looked at his fingers that were damaged by the water:

"Hmm... Zhouzhou didn't put his fingertips on to support it?"

Ni Yangzhou tilted his head back: "Do you need to support yourself with your fingertips?"

Yan Congzhi smiled helplessly: "It doesn't matter."

Ni Yangzhou blushed a little: "The book only says 'carve bamboo into a comb, place it in the shape of a human', fingers and so on..."

Yan Congzhi patted the other person's head and said, "It's okay. Zhouzhou has done a good job. I can do it myself."

Ni Yangzhou had recovered a lot from his recent burst of tears and moved aside to make room for Yan Congzhi. However, the man did not rush to do anything. Instead, he took Ni Yangzhou's hand and saw the red and bleeding puncture holes on it.

Ni Yangzhou was still not used to such an intimate gaze. When Yan Congzhi's eyes fell on his hands, his hands seemed to stiffen. Ni Yangzhou's mind was disconnected by the gaze. Suddenly, he pinched his throat and said coquettishly: "It's bleeding. I need my husband to kiss me to heal~"

……

Yan Congzhi's gaze shifted from his hands to Ni Yangzhou's face. Ni Yangzhou closed his mouth, straightened his body, and had an expression that said, "What the hell just got on me? That wasn't me saying it, there's a Pokémon in your ear."

Yan Congzhi smiled, then really held up Ni Yangzhou's hand, and kissed every injured place again and again with his cold lips.

Even though they had done more intimate things, in this situation of loving each other, Ni Yangzhou felt as if his heart was being heated in a hot spring.

Yan Congzhi raised his head and asked, "Is your face injured?"

Ni Yangzhou opened his eyes wide: "No, I was just doing handicrafts, how could my face be injured..."

"I do not believe."

Yan Congzhi leaned over, avoiding his tears, and kissed Ni Yangzhou on the face, causing the latter's eyes to suddenly open wide.

Yan Congzhi looked at the other person's eyelashes fluttering like butterflies, which was so adorable that he couldn't help but ask again: "Is your mouth hurt?"

Ni Yangzhou was shocked. How could this usually reserved and serious person be so shrewd when he came back? Especially with this original and most fairy-like face, so alluring? He was afraid that he had used some paper with the spell of charm recorded on it to make paper figures?

The young man's face turned red, and he subconsciously pursed his lips and then gently relaxed them, "Yes, a little bit..."

Yan Congzhi lowered his head and pursued her in a kiss. Their lips touched, but there was no sign of the next move. The moonlight was pleasant and the scenery was just right. Ni Yangzhou was excited and was about to stick out his tongue, but was suddenly blocked by the man's finger.

Yan Congzhi smiled and said, "If it gets wet... I won't be able to speak."

Ni Yangzhou was at a loss for words, and the two of them leaned their foreheads against each other, huddled together intimately.

Ni Yangzhou laughed, and then Yan Congzhi laughed too, laughing that they had gone through many hardships to reunite, laughing that they still had twists and turns, but could still love each other forever in a brief period of peace.

Yan Congzhi's eyes were full of love.

Ni Yangzhou knew this, so he felt infinite courage in his heart.

The wind blew through the bamboo shadows, rustling like a river. Ni Yangzhou smelled the fragrance of the green bamboo and whispered:

“I actually added a bamboo grate.”

Yan Congzhi nodded: "The puncture in the spine is good, I can feel it."

Ni Yangzhou's face flushed red:

"Well, there's another place that's been added..."

The young man scratched his tomato-red face and said, "I specially looked for thick and strong bamboo."