Si Lei Zhenjun

The gauze curtains, embroidered with patterns of clear water and sky, sway gently in the light morning breeze.

"Qiu'er, it's dawn..."

Chu Xing poked his head out of the quilt and saw that the sky was bright outside the window. His voice sounded a little tired but with a hint of joy.

Since he came to Wan Qiu's place the night two days ago, he has not left bed for three days and two nights.

One can only sigh at the power of Hedao, how terrifying!

Even though he didn't cultivate his physical body, after a long period of practice, his physical body had been tempered by spiritual energy, which was something that a mere third-level physical cultivator like me could not possibly defeat!

Chu Xing endured the soreness in his waist, threw back the quilt and got out of bed, and was about to bend down to pick up the clothes scattered on the ground.

"Husband..."

An arm as delicate as white jade stretched out from under the quilt and gently rested on his shoulder.

"You've been away for over a month, can't you spend more time with me?"

The beautiful woman's sweet and soft voice sounded, a little hoarse in her coquettishness.

"Qiu'er... my master also came back with me this time. I'm afraid he'll come looking for me after not seeing me for a long time."

Chu Xing's body stiffened and he turned around slowly.

"Ah...your master is here too?"

Wan Qiu's beautiful face turned red with shame in an instant. She quickly lifted the quilt and bent down to pick up the clothes scattered on the ground.

The moon is held up, the colored glass reflects the snow, the skin is delicate, and the figure is slender.

Wan Qiu was rustling around in her clothes as she turned around and said angrily:

"Husband, why don't you have any sense of priorities? Your master has been here for over two days, and I haven't even gone to see her. How rude is that?"

Chu Xing shrugged and chuckled noncommittally.

I dare not say it. I don’t know who it is these two days... and now he comes to blame me again.

"By the way, Qiu'er, have you ever heard of Immortal Wine?"

Chu Xing quickly put on his clothes and suddenly remembered that Jiang Lihuo asked him to find a female winemaker.

"Why do you ask this, my husband?"

Wan Qiu glared at him, and a faint blush instantly appeared on her face.

"Oh, I promised Jiang Lihuo that I would help her find a female cultivator who can brew this wine." Chu Xing said casually.

Wan Qiu looked quite strange. After hesitating for a moment, she leaned close to his ear and said shyly,

"Husband, Immortal Wine is just another name. It's actually... that breast... milk."

"Huh?" Chu Xing's old face turned red and he stood there in a daze, unable to utter a word for a long time.

……

The shadows of bamboo sway outside the window, accompanied by the rustling sound of bamboo leaves brought by the breeze.

Jiang Lihuo leaned quietly on the windowsill. Her luxurious and light silk dress emitted a faint luster in the morning light, like starlight.

"Princess, there's a young man named Chu Xing outside the door asking to see you!"

A pretty girl dressed as a maid with a graceful figure and a light yellow dress walked lightly into the room and bowed her head.

Jiang Lihuo, with a pair of snow-white and delicate jade feet bare, walked up to the girl like a fairy and spoke softly:

"Qing Zhuo, how do you like my makeup?"

Qing Zhuo was stunned at first, and couldn't help but feel surprised in his heart.

Normally, the princess never cared so much about her makeup. I wonder what happened today.

However, facing the princess's inquiry, she did not dare to neglect it at all.

She raised her eyes timidly, looked at her beautiful face with light makeup on, and said softly:

"Princess...you are naturally beautiful, and your makeup today is just perfect, bringing out your beauty to the fullest."

"Go and get him in." Jiang Lihuo raised his eyes slightly.

"Yes, princess!"

Qing Zhuo bowed in response and walked out of the room with small steps.

Soon, a man in a white robe with cloud patterns walked into the house and came to Jiang Lihuo angrily.

The person who came was Chu Xing. After he brought Wan Qiu to Qi Shunan, the two women had a great conversation as expected, completely ignoring him.

Chu Xing, who seemed rather redundant, decided to take advantage of the time when they were chatting to cause trouble for Jiang Lihuo.

This woman dared to bully him for being uneducated and tricked him into accepting the offer of the immortal wine. Today, he must teach her a lesson.

"What do you want from me?" Jiang Lihuo's face turned slightly cold as he glanced at Chu Xing indifferently.

The anger in Chu Xing's heart dissipated instantly under her powerful aura, and he smiled flatteringly:

"Well... I've thought about it carefully. I'm afraid it would be difficult for me to complete the task you asked me to do. Can you see if..."

Jiang Lihuo's lips curled up into a faint smile, and his round and elegant chin slightly raised:

"No, you must do what you promised me."

Chu Xing's face suddenly turned sad, and he argued:

"Princess... Let's not even mention that if a man like me goes to a nun's nanny to talk about the immortal wine, people will think I'm a pervert. Just finding a nun's nanny nearby would probably be extremely difficult."

"After all, many cultivators are so focused on seeking the truth that they have no time to conceive. Moreover, it is more than ten times more difficult for cultivators to conceive than for ordinary people."

Jiang Lihuo moved closer to Chu Xing as if he hadn't heard anything. Then he stretched out a slender jade hand as smooth and delicate as white jade and gently pinched Chu Xing's chest. Then he leaned forward slightly and put his charming red lips close to Chu Xing's ear:

"I don't care about that. If you can't find me by then, I'll just squeeze through you."

A warm breath blew past like a spring breeze, carrying a hint of sweet fragrance, making Chu Xing's bones feel a little weak.

Chu Xing’s first thought was that she dared to tease me, and then he felt two small spots on his chest begin to ache slightly.

He widened his eyes and stared at the smiling Jiang Lihuo with a resentful look for a long time, his lips trembling, but in the end he did not speak again. He turned around silently and prepared to leave.

"and many more."

Jiang Lihuo called out to him.

Chu Xing turned around with a suspicious expression, and saw Jiang Lihuo lying on the soft couch, looking at him with a smile. She opened her red lips slightly and uttered a few words lightly. Her voice was slightly lazy and soft, showing a bit of playfulness.

"I want to hear a story."

Chu Xing suddenly had an idea and thought of a way to take revenge on this woman. He obediently moved a round stool to the couch and sat down.

"Princess, I won't tell you those stories today. How about telling you an interesting little story?"

"Yes," Jiang Lihuo nodded lightly, pointed to her shoulder, and said delicately:

"I'm tired, you can keep kneading while I talk."

Chu Xing dared not say anything about the woman's excessive advances. He quietly moved behind her and gently kneaded her soft and boneless shoulders.

"In the sea east of the Dali Dynasty, there is a dragon palace called the East Sea Dragon Palace. The owner of the East Sea Dragon Palace is the East Sea Dragon King. The East Sea Dragon King has a beautiful daughter who is of marriageable age, so he announced to all the demon tribes in the surrounding seas that he wants to recruit a son-in-law..."

Chu Xing was describing the situation vividly when he was suddenly interrupted by Jiang Lihuo.

"What East Sea Dragon King?"

She turned her head and glared at Chu Xing indignantly: "Humph! Without being crowned by Dali, a mere reptile of slightly larger size dares to call itself king?"

"Princess, this is a story I made up. You don't need to take it seriously."

Chu Xing couldn't help but have a few black lines on his forehead, and explained helplessly

Jiang Lihuo snorted in dissatisfaction and said nothing more.

Chu Xing cleared his throat and continued:

"After hearing the news, a turtle spirit also went to participate in the selection. However, to become the Dragon King's son-in-law, there was a strict requirement: a weight of 10,000 kilograms. The turtle hurried to the Dragon Palace to weigh himself, but found that he only weighed 9,900 kilograms. He had no choice but to return sadly."

On his way home, the turtle spirit met his grandfather's friend, the seahorse spirit. The seahorse spirit asked him why he was so downcast. The turtle spirit explained the reason, and the seahorse spirit said, "Little bastard, I weigh exactly 100 kilograms. If I hide in your ear, our combined weight will be exactly 10,000 kilograms."

"When the turtle demon heard this, he was overjoyed and, without a second thought, let the seahorse demon hide in his ear. Then, full of confidence, he returned to the Dragon Palace. When it came time to weigh the turtle demon, the turtle demon's shell was so smooth that he stumbled and fell to the ground, and the seahorse demon fell out of the turtle demon's ear."

"The Dragon King flew into a rage upon seeing this and loudly demanded to know what they were doing. The Seahorse Spirit said…"

"What did you say?" Jiang Lihuo subconsciously turned his head and looked at him curiously with his beautiful eyes.

Chu Xing coughed lightly, lowered his head and leaned close to her ear, lowering his voice and saying, "I'm telling a story to the little bastard."

"Puff——" Jiang Lihuo smiled, so beautiful that it was beyond words.

But she reacted after a while, and pulled Chu Xing to lie on the soft couch, then pressed on him, staring at him with anger and shame:

"Who are you calling a little bastard?"

Chu Xing looked at her innocently:

"I swear I just wanted to tell you a joke, haha... I didn't mean to curse at you."

A sinful little hand pinched the soft flesh around her waist.

"I admit my mistake. I am a little bastard. Princess, please let me go first."

Chu Xing was very tactful and started begging for mercy before she could even exert any strength.

Looking at his pitiful and funny appearance, Jiang Lihuo couldn't help but burst out laughing again.

A hint of pride flashed in her eyes, and then she involuntarily moved her face closer, looking down at him from a condescending attitude, and teased:

"Since you've admitted your mistake, then...if you can yell 'I'm a little bastard' ten more times, I might consider letting you go."

Her facial features were delicate and three-dimensional, her skin was as smooth as cream, her cherry lips were pursed with a faint blush, and a light pink peony flower was printed on her forehead, like a petal just blooming, or as if a cloud was gently passing by, adding a touch of softness to her majesty.

The corners of her mouth outline a beautiful and charming arc, like a crescent moon twinkling in the night sky, exuding endless charm.

Chu Xing stared at it, his body stiff, even his heartbeat quickened a bit, and he spoke with difficulty:

"Princess...how can I scream when you're pressing down on me like this?"

Only then did Jiang Lihuo realize that her entire body was leaning against the other person, and her pretty face instantly turned red with embarrassment.

She was both embarrassed and angry, so she raised her fist and punched him on the chest, then hurriedly got away from Chu Xing.

Chu Xing burst out laughing at this scene, and he couldn't help but grow a little bolder. He stood up and walked in front of her, and asked weakly:

"What did the princess want me to shout?"

Jiang Lihuo was obviously very angry at this time. He looked at Chu Xing with a squinting look and blurted out without thinking:

"I'm a little bastard."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Jiang Lihuo realized that something was wrong. He looked at Chu Xing with murderous eyes. His body was shaking slightly from trying so hard to hold back his laughter.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Chu Xing quickly put away his smile and looked terrified.

But before he could even open his mouth to beg for mercy, he was pressed firmly against the back of the couch.

"Hmph, if you don't yell at me ten thousand times today, don't even think about leaving here in one piece."

……

The next day.

Sunlight streams through the window, gently falling on the sandalwood bookcase. A gentle breeze brings a hint of the fresh scent of flowers and plants, accompanied by the chirping of birds outside the window, creating a peaceful and vibrant atmosphere.

Outside the door, dewdrops sparkled on the tips of the leaves, like the afterglow of last night's stars. Butterflies danced among the flowers on both sides, and vendors on both sides of the street shouted from time to time, breaking the quiet morning.

At this moment, two figures, one in red and one in white, walked into the bookstore side by side.

"Chu Xing, you still love your master." Qi Shunan looked at Chu Xing beside her and said with a smile:

"Knowing that Master was almost done with the storybook, he immediately brought me here to buy it. Unlike that idiot Chunfeng, who only knows how to tinker with elixirs and magical instruments all day long."

Chu Xing smiled a little embarrassedly. He came to this bookstore just to find out about the market conditions.

There is no way. The supply of storage bag business has been cut off, and I probably won’t be able to continue in the future.

As a businessman, you must be prepared for danger and look for new ways to make money.

He still has a lot of original manuscripts of the stories he wrote in the past. Although they are still in Cui'er's hands, he should be able to get them back.

If the storytelling books are popular in the Hun Tian Immortal City, I can go back to my old business of storytelling books.

"My two guests, what can I do for you? Our shop not only has all kinds of magical skills and spells, but also includes several powerful minor magical powers."

The owner of the bookstore was a middle-aged man with a fair complexion and no beard, and he looked a little wealthy. When he saw a customer coming in, he greeted him with a smile.

Qi Shunan shook her head and said, "We're not here to buy these. Do you have any storybooks?"

Hearing this, the bookstore owner was stunned at first, then laughed and said, "Of course we do. Most of them are accompanied by exquisite illustrations. They are so lifelike and beautiful. I guarantee you will be satisfied. Please follow me."

After saying that, he enthusiastically led the two of them to a row of bookcases in the store.

Qi Shunan looked at the various books with beautiful covers on the bookshelf with burning eyes, then picked up one and flipped through it with interest.

Chu Xing just glanced at it and didn't look at it again, secretly thinking about how to ask the bookstore owner.

Unexpectedly, the bookstore owner took the initiative to pull his sleeve, pulled him to a bookcase in the corner, and whispered: "If you are not interested in those storybooks, you might want to take a look at these, hehe..."

The bookstore owner turned and left after saying this.

Chu Xing looked at the bookcase suspiciously. However, when he saw the words "romantic", "joyful", and "secret" on the cover of the book, Chu Xing, as a young man with pure thoughts, felt insulted.

Filled with righteous indignation, Chu Xing not only severely criticized the illustrated album, but also specially picked out a few copies to buy and destroy.