Si Lei Zhenjun

"Fairy, wake up?"

Chu Xing looked at the woman in the pale yellow palace skirt who was tied up by the pond.

The woman's beautiful eyes were slightly closed, and her aura was that of a perfect Nascent Soul.

She had a sharp, oval face with delicate and beautiful features and picturesque eyebrows. On half of her face, there were still traces of the mysterious blood-colored lines that Young Master Qing had not finished painting.

He waved his hand in front of the woman in the light yellow dress.

The woman's beautiful eyes trembled as she opened them, her eyebrows raised. She then looked at Chu Xing with a slightly hostile gaze and said in a gentle voice, "Who are you?"

"Don't be afraid, fairy. The demon cultivator who abducted you is dead. I am Chu Xing, a disciple of Yunxiao Sect!"

Chu Xing moved his mind and recalled the Wusheng Chain Blade scattered on the cliff. The short blade easily cut the rope that bound the woman in front of him and pointed at the corpse of Young Master Qing next to him.

The woman looked where he pointed, then her expression relaxed slightly. She frowned and thought for a moment, her eyes flickering, "Sir... do you know Wang Sanyuan?"

"Wang Eryi?" Chu Xing looked at the woman suspiciously.

Wang Eryi tilted her head slightly, her eyebrows curved into a beautiful arc, and then she bowed gracefully, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she said softly: "Eryi thanks you for rescuing me, sir!"

Chu Xing hurriedly stepped forward and raised his hand to support him. Just as he was about to say something polite, the next moment, he felt a huge force flying away and his body hit the cliff wall heavily.

Wang Eryi flashed in front of him, holding his arms with her bare hands, and spoke softly with a look of concern:

"Master Chu Xing, I...I didn't mean it. Are you okay?"

Chu Xing's mouth was bleeding, and his face was pale. Looking at the gentle and earnest eyes of the woman in front of him, his heart softened. He didn't say a word of blame, but forced a smile and said, "It's okay, I can still hold on..."

"Crack!"

The sound of bones breaking was heard.

"what!"

Chu Xing suddenly felt a sharp pain in his arm bones as if someone had crushed them, and he cried out in pain.

His eyes widened as he stared at the woman in front of him in disbelief, stuffing a few healing pills into his mouth: "You...you..."

Wang Eryi's eyes were slightly red, and her pretty face was full of guilt. She moved forward again and gently held one of his big hands, her eyes full of smiles:

"I'm sorry, Master Chu Xing, I just wanted to show my concern for you. I promise I won't..."

The words have not yet fallen.

"click"

Chu Xing's hand bones were crushed again. He stepped back in fear, pointing at the woman in front of him: "Don't come over here!"

Wang Eryi stood there at a loss, looking like he was about to cry:

"I'm sorry, I... I really can't control myself!"

Chu Xing suddenly remembered the scene when Wang Sanyuan changed color when talking about "sister". He was still too young and easily deceived by the soft and weak appearance!

Chu Xing was about to take out the healing pills to take, but he found that the storage bag for healing pills was empty. "Does Fairy Eryi have any healing pills?"

Wang Eryi nodded excitedly, and a soft hand brushed across her waist. The next moment, a white jade porcelain bottle appeared in her hand, and she trotted over to Chu Xing.

Chu Xing's brows jumped when he saw this, and he quickly raised his hand to stop her: "Fairy Eryi, just throw it over here."

Wang Eryi said "Oh" in a sullen tone, and gently threw the porcelain bottle to him. Then he lowered his head to look at his toes. Chu Xing took it, poured the pill into his mouth, and then said:

"The yin energy here is so thick that it's harmful to your health if you stay here for too long. Fairy Eryi, let's go upstairs and talk."

After saying this, he summoned his flying sword and soared into the air.

Seeing that the woman in front of him didn't move, Chu Xing called out softly, "Fairy?"

Wang Eryi buried his head, his cheeks flushed, and he stammered softly, "I... my magic power has been sealed, and I can't go up..."

Chu Xing was stunned. Not to mention that he didn't know how to remove the restriction, even if he did, he wouldn't dare to get close.

So Chu Xing threw the Wusheng Chain Blade towards her and said, "Fairy, hold the chain and I will take you up."

Chu Xing flew up the cliff with Wang Eryi.

When Wang Eryi landed, he stepped on a crack in the cliff wall. Chu Xing's brows jumped when he saw it, and he silently distanced himself from him again:

"Fairy Eryi, I'm going to check on the sedan chair. Please wait here for a moment."

Wang Eryi nodded obediently, found a clean stone to sit on, and began to stare blankly at his face with his slender, jade-white hands.

Chu Xing walked quickly to Young Master Qing's white sedan chair, which had a high-top covered with gauze and a soft jade couch inside.

The sedan was carried by four beautiful women in white dresses with lifeless eyes, all emitting the aura of golden elixir perfection.

He scanned them with his spiritual sense and found that they were all dead.

"Just a few glances can arouse one's desire. Could this be the charming corpse mentioned in the jade slip?"

Chu Xing muttered to himself, remembering the scene of the white sedan leaving a trail of phantoms in the void as it sped through the air. A surge of emotion filled his heart, and he sent a thought to the beads: "Master Yan, how can this sedan recognize its master?"

"Just spit a mouthful of blood upwards!"

The voice of Master Yan appeared faintly in his mind.

When Chu Xing heard this, he spat out a mouthful of blood on the white sedan chair, and soon his soul was in contact with the sedan chair.

He took out the black jade slip he got from Young Master Qing, searched it with his spiritual consciousness for a while, and finally found the method to control the corpse. Following the method, he successfully left his soul imprint on the corpse.

Everything was done, and Chu Xing couldn't wait to fly onto the soft couch in the sedan. As soon as he thought about it, four charming corpses moved lightly with lotus steps and appeared ten meters away carrying the sedan. Seeing this, he couldn't help laughing.

He had been very envious of Yu Wanwan's bronze "fat" bird before, and now he also had a flying magic weapon.

Chu Xing played happily for a while, then fumbled around the fat man's dried corpse nearby, finding two storage bags before turning back to the cliff edge.

Chu Xing looked at the delicate woman sitting on the stone in a daze from afar, and he still felt a lingering fear in his heart. However, she was his good brother's sister, so he couldn't just leave her alone. So he tentatively said, "Fairy, shall we have a discussion?"

Wang Eryi blinked his eyes and asked timidly, "What?"

"Let's go back together in the sedan chair, but you must never touch me again."

Chu Xing pointed to the white sedan next to him.

Wang Eryi's ears turned red, and she hummed softly. She opened the curtain of the sedan chair and sat beside the soft couch. Her fair hands pinched the hem of her skirt, and her head was about to be buried in her chest.

Chu Xing's gaze stayed on her. He walked slowly and carefully to the other side of the couch. Seeing that she hadn't moved, he breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the couch.

……

Above Yuanshui Village.

Wang Eryi noticed the sedan suddenly slowed down and stared at Chu Xing without blinking: "Master Chu Xing, aren't we going back?"

Chu Xing smiled at her and replied casually, "Well, I still need to take care of some small matters. Fairy Eryi, just call me by my name. You don't have to be so polite."

Wang Eryi met his gaze, his eyes slightly dodging, and said softly, "Okay, Master, just call me Eryi...Okay."

"I'm kind enough to ask you to be polite, but you want me to call you auntie?"

Chu Xing secretly complained that it was impossible to call her auntie. He suddenly thought and said seriously:

"That's inappropriate. A fairy like this, a figure that walked out of a painting, wouldn't it be rude to call her by her name?"

Wang Eryi covered her face with her delicate white hair and said coquettishly, "Sir, please don't tease me..."

Chu Xing looked at Wang Eryi's delicate, innocent and charming appearance, and suddenly a scene emerged in his mind of Wang Eryi trotting into his arms, and then punching his chest with his little fists.

He couldn't help but shudder and quickly changed the subject:

"Fairy Eryi, we're here. Do you want to rest in the sedan for a while, or come with me?"

"Go...down." Wang Eryi raised her eyes, glanced at him cautiously, pursed her rosy lips, and whispered two words.

Chu Xing nodded slightly, stood up to help her lift the curtain of the sedan chair, and when he saw her walk out, he hurriedly walked in front to lead the way. Suddenly, he felt someone pulling at the corner of his clothes. He turned around and was startled.

"Fairy Eryi, we have an agreement that you cannot touch me." Chu Xing said helplessly.

Wang Eryi lowered his head obediently: "I...I touched the clothes."

Chu Xing stroked his forehead with his hand and said, "Forget it, Fairy Eryi, please be careful. My injuries haven't healed yet, and I can't stand it any longer."

"bang bang"

Chu Xing knocked on the door of the village chief's house.

"Who is it?" Zhou Haifu walked out of the room and knelt down to pay homage when he saw Chu Xing.

"No need to be so polite. I have something to ask you and some advice to give you." Chu Xing raised his hand to stop him.

Zhou Haifu's expression was slightly unnatural, and he said respectfully, "Master, please tell me!"

“Why don’t you see any elderly people in your village?”

"This this……"

Zhou Haifu looked gloomy, hesitating and unable to speak.

Chu Xing waved his hand and said soothingly, "Don't be nervous. Just tell the truth. I'm not here to blame you."

Zhou Haifu's face turned pale as earth. He sighed heavily before speaking with a sob, "They all died voluntarily..."

Chu Xing pointed to the southwest and asked, "Did they all jump off that cliff?"

Zhou Haifu wiped his eyes with his sleeve:

"Well, we are all born and raised by our parents, and we don't want to do this either. It's just... it's just that our village is located in a remote area, and the only prey we can sell is the hides.

The meat would have rotted by the time we reached the town after crossing the mountains, and we couldn't feed so many people."

"We really have no other choice..."

"Let's talk about the dog and the old yellow man again."

Zhou Haifu nodded and said, "That dog was raised by Old Huang. When Old Huang passed away, it bit his clothes tightly, preventing him from jumping off the cliff. We witnessed this scene and had no choice but to step forward to restrain the dog, allowing Old Huang to jump off on his own."

"What happened to the dog after Old Yellowhead jumped down?"

"As soon as we let go, the dog ran to the edge of the cliff and kept barking at the bottom. We then left and never saw the dog again."

After hearing this, Chu Xing immediately had a guess in his mind. The dog probably never left, so it was corroded by the Yin energy and turned into a Yin object. Because it was subdued by the villagers and witnessed the death of its owner, it came to the village to kill people.

"Chu Xing." Wang Eryi tugged at the corner of his clothes and whispered, "My father practices earth-based martial arts..."

"Tear"

Chu Xing felt a chill run down his spine. He looked down and saw that he was only wearing a pair of shorts. He looked at Wang Eryi with a look of despair: "Fairy Eryi, have you seen enough?"

"Ah... I'm sorry Chu Xing, I really didn't mean it!"

Wang Eryi's face flushed and he quickly raised his hands to cover his eyes.

"Zhou Haifu, you villagers should not go near the cliff in the southwest for the time being."

Chu Xing gave a solemn instruction, then took the tattered clothes from Wang Eryi's hand and ran back to the white sedan chair as if escaping.

……

"Chu..."

Chu Xing heard the voice and quickly turned around to see a soft, delicate, white hand reaching out to his shoulder. He quickly crossed his arms and retreated to the innermost part of the soft couch: "Fairy Eryi, don't... You can't!"

"Just now I saw that your body was covered with bruises and wounds. I just wanted to give you some medicine for the external injuries..."

The woman's delicate and beautiful little hands held a green jade bottle. She lowered her head in grievance before she finished speaking, her eyes a little red.

Seeing this, Chu Xing couldn't help but feel a little guilty. He reached out to take it and said apologetically, "Thank you, Fairy. I was distracted just now and was startled by the sound. I reacted a little too strongly. I hope you can forgive me."

"But I... also ripped your clothes."

Wang Eryi lowered his head, and his voice was as soft as a mosquito.

Chu Xing smiled heartily and said half-jokingly, "It's a blessing for the clothes to be torn to pieces by Fairy Eryi."

Wang Eryi chuckled, her beautiful eyes like stars, secretly glancing at Chu Xing's chest a few times, her crystal earlobes flushed red.

"Oh right, I forgot to ask, why was the fairy captured by the demon cultivator?"

"I heard from my father that Sanyuan was exorcising demons here, so I wanted to come and see. Unfortunately, he was captured by the demon cultivators on the way."

……

"Fairy, we are already in the air and don't need to walk."

Chu Xing looked at the corner of his clothes that was pulled and said helplessly.

Wang Eryi tilted his head and stared at him, pointing outside with his little finger. A sly look flashed in his eyes, and he said softly, "Afraid of heights!"

Chu Xing: “…”

"Why didn't you seem scared just now?"

Chu Xing complained secretly in his heart, sat cross-legged on the couch and began to doze with his eyes closed.

"Who dares to kidnap my daughter?"

Chu Xing suddenly felt that the sedan chair was frozen in place, and then he heard a familiar middle-aged man shouting angrily.

"Chu Xing, my father is here."

Wang Eryi looked excited, and he pulled the corner of Chu Xing's clothes with a little force. The familiar "ripping" sound was heard again. This time, because Chu Xing was sitting cross-legged, only the upper half of his clothes were torn off.

Chu Xing folded his arms and looked at Wang Eryi.

Wang Huntian and Wang Sanyuan entered the sedan tent together and were both stunned by the scene.

"Ahem, my girl." Wang Huntian coughed dryly and raised an eyebrow at Wang Eryi, breaking the silence in the sedan chair. "Dad knows that no man dares to get close to you, so there's no need for us to do this."

"Dad, what are you talking about? I... I..."

Wang Eryi hurriedly threw the half-torn clothes on the couch. His cheeks were burning and he covered his face with his hands and turned away.

Wang Sanyuan gave Chu Xing a thumbs-up and said, "Chu Xing, you dare to come within three meters of my sister. From now on, I will respect you as a man."

Chu Xing collapsed on the couch in despair: "I'm tired, let's destroy it!"