TEMBMBIWB Chapter 31
by VolareThe White Deer Immortal was just planning to wash up and go to sleep when the Moonlight Immortal dragged him down to the mortal realm.
Going down to the mortal realm wasn’t anything unusual.
The Moonlight Immortal said that ever since the White Deer Immortal’s beloved disciple went to the Heavenly Medicine Sect, he had been staying indoors, either teasing the koi fish or calmly practicing calligraphy all day long, looking like he was in his old age, only missing the fishing and chess playing.
So, he took the White Deer Immortal to the mortal realm, rented a small boat, and brought a group of singing girls and male attendants. Thinking that his best friend liked handsome men, he even made an exception and brought along two or three male attendants.
On the small boat, soft melodies drifted, and the attendants sat around.
Tan Zhui was a bit helpless, only thinking of finding an excuse to leave, but was instead entangled by a bold male attendant.
Tan Zhui’s face was stern, making him look unapproachable. Seeing his expression, the others wouldn’t dare to go near him and provoke him.
But there was one who was fearless, actually approaching him with a cup of wine.
“Oh, Young Master, don’t be so modest. We’re here to enjoy ourselves…” the male attendant said charmingly, wishing he could collapse into Tan Zhui’s arms.
The White Deer Immortal subconsciously pushed him away, but the man was like boneless, completely leaning against his shoulder, the wine cup also pressing against him.
Yue Shanglan on the side watched with amusement: “Azhui, a beauty is feeding you wine, you shouldn’t refuse…”
Tan Zhui was somewhat angry, about to lash out, when a boy’s voice suddenly came: “What are you doing! Don’t touch my Master!”
The boy’s voice was loud, startling everyone.
When the male attendant reacted, he realized that the voice came from the mirror in the young master’s arms.
He looked over in horror, and there was actually a human face in the mirror, gloomy and somber.
He screamed in fright: “A monster!”
And fell directly into the lake.
The other beautiful attendants also screamed one after another, choosing to abandon the boat and flee, as if they had seen a ghost.
Yue Shanglan, who was just surrounded by beauties, was speechless.
It took him a while to recover, staring at the mirror in the White Deer Immortal’s arms and said: “Where did you get this lovesickness mirror?”
Tan Zhui said indifferently: “The Old Man of the Moon gave it to me.”
Yue Shanglan was speechless: “I’m really done with you. You carry this little Hibiscus around all day, and you don’t put him down even when you come out to drink.”
“Now it’s all ruined.”
The Little Immortal of the Hibiscus shouted in the mirror: “Moonlight Immortal, don’t take my Master to such places. Don’t corrupt him, please don’t.”
Yong Lan, hearing his own master’s voice, also came over: “Huh? Is that my master?”
Yue Shanglan immediately sat up straight. He felt inexplicably annoyed. This Yong Lan was an elbow-bender. If he sent a message to Kunlun Void complaining about him, he would inevitably be punished by his mother when he got back.
The Moonlight Immortal then secretly vowed that he would never again drag Tan Zhui, this blockhead, out to enjoy himself. It was simply disturbing his leisure.
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So, the Little Immortal of the Hibiscus couldn’t resist taking out the mirror to look at his Master at all times.
One day, Tan Zhui was focused on reviewing the records of the mortal realm when he suddenly heard the boy’s voice from the mirror.
Tan Zhui stood the mirror, which was lying face down on the table, up, leaning it against the books.
He was still pinching the Clear Light Divine Incantation to look at the record in his hand and casually glanced at the mirror. He just happened to see the person in the mirror naked. Fortunately, the whole person was surrounded by water vapor, so nothing that shouldn’t be seen was exposed.
Tan Zhui was startled, the record in his hand fell, and he immediately pinched out the Clear Light Divine Incantation.
Although he had only looked at it once, the image of the boy’s wet body kept flashing in his mind, and his ears unconsciously heated up.
With a thud, the White Deer Immortal placed the lovesickness mirror back on the table, face down.
The Little Immortal of the Hibiscus over there, who was just about to talk to his Master: “.”
Sui Chunsheng immediately shouted, “Master, why did you put it down again? I haven’t seen you today. Don’t you miss your disciple?”
“Master?”
“Master…”
“Master, please, let me look at you, Master…”
Tan Zhui said coldly: “Nonsense, wait until you are done bathing.”
The boy said “oh” in a somewhat aggrieved tone.
Immediately after, there was the sound of water. Sui Chunsheng said, “I’m out, I’m done bathing, quickly open the mirror.”
Tan Zhui hesitated. After a long time, he calmed his thoughts and slowly stood the mirror back up.
The next second, the White Deer Immortal’s gray-blue eyes trembled.
The boy had just climbed out of the cold spring, and the sight was even more absurd than before!
Tan Zhui immediately put the mirror down again, angrily saying: “Impudent!”
Sui Chunsheng’s innocent voice came: “Master, you said it was okay once I finished bathing.”
Tan Zhui gritted his teeth: “Put your clothes on!”
Sui Chunsheng muffled, “Oh.”
Tan Zhui heard a rustling sound, but his heart could no longer be at peace.
After a while, Sui Chunsheng urged again: “Master, your disciple has put on his clothes, quickly let me see you.”
Tan Zhui didn’t move for a long time. The voice over there was already somewhat mournful: “Master, your disciple has really put on his clothes…”
Tan Zhui sighed softly and stood the mirror back up.
Fortunately, this time the boy was honestly dressed, but his hair was still half-dry and draped over his shoulders.
Sui Chunsheng immediately smiled happily and couldn’t help but act coquettishly: “Master, your disciple misses you so much… When will Master come to see your disciple?”
The White Deer Immortal’s expression was a little strange, as if he hadn’t heard what he said, his mind was elsewhere.
Tan Zhui was distracted at this moment, his mind full of lingering images, and he really didn’t listen to what the boy said.
Sui Chunsheng was stunned for a moment: “Master, what’s wrong with you? Your face is so red.”
With a thud, the mirror was slammed back onto the table again.
Sui Chunsheng was at a loss: “?”
“Master, Master, Master…” the boy stood there stunned, calling out for a long time, but the mirror was never picked up.
Master, why won’t you pay attention to me?
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Time flew by, and half a month had passed.
The elders of the Heavenly Medicine Sect had been helping Sui Chunsheng check his physical condition. Recently, the Xiu Luo Demon Soul within Sui Chunsheng seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, without any unusual activity.
Elder Zhou You finally sent a message to Tan Zhui, informing him of the current situation.
Tan Zhui received the message, and the breath he had been holding for so long finally relaxed.
One day, the White Deer Immortal was eating snacks with Wugen when the lovesickness mirror emitted a faint light.
Tan Zhui casually brushed over the surface of the mirror.
Sui Chunsheng had already finished dinner. Seeing the two eating snacks, his eyes lit up.
Sui Chunsheng: “Master, are you eating hibiscus cakes?”
Tan Zhui smiled and picked up a piece for his beloved disciple to see, saying, “The little kitchen taught me how to make these, using the hibiscus flowers from Duan Xiao Peak.”
The plate of hibiscus cakes looked dark, and it wasn’t clear how the boy could tell they were hibiscus cakes.
Tan Zhui: “Although they don’t look good, Wugen says they taste very good.”
Wugen, who was on the side, hesitantly put a piece in his mouth and immediately said woodenly, looking as if he was forcing a smile.
Sui Chunsheng immediately pouted: “I also want to eat hibiscus cakes made by Master. I’m a little jealous of Brother Elm.”
Wugen, who was trying hard to smile while eating the cake: “.”
Yong Lan came over. Seeing the extremely ugly black charcoal, he couldn’t help but say, “It must not taste good.”
Sui Chunsheng immediately glared at him, “Who said that!”
Si Feng, who was focused on wiping his sword on the side, also cast a sharp glance.
Yong Lan met the gaze of the two, immediately shuddered, and forced a smile: “Delicious, extremely delicious! It must be very delicious! My mouth is watering just looking at it!”
Tan Zhui over there smiled in surprise: “Is that so.”
“Since the children all like it, I will make some more tomorrow and have Alan bring some over to you.”
Yong Lan: No way…
Fangcun Mountain, Zi Wei Peak.
The repairs of Zi Wei Peak had been completed. Hua Zhi was sitting in the courtyard, painting.
A wisp of black energy surged in from a distance.
He just glanced sideways. The black energy lingered before him, emitting a chaotic voice: “How is that kid?”
Hua Zhi: “According to the Heavenly Medicine Sect, he has gone into a deep sleep.”
The black energy chuckled in a low voice: “Naive.”
“Don’t forget your own mission, don’t really develop any improper thoughts towards that divine lord.”
Hua Zhi glanced at him: “Won’t.”
Black energy: “Good to know.”
The next second, it scurried into a corner and disappeared.
The white lion guarding the mountain, who was sleeping soundly, twitched his ears, looked around, but didn’t notice anything unusual.
Hua Zhi subconsciously looked at his room, at the painting hanging by the bedside.
On that painting was a figure in moon-colored clothing, standing proudly with the moon behind him.
The paintbrush in Hua Zhi’s hand snapped, and his fingernails dug into the flesh.
His expression was unclear, only the messy painting in front of him was visible.
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The next day, Yong Lan, who had prayed all night, still saw his master.
Yue Shanglan placed the food box on the table, somewhat curious: “I wonder what good stuff Azhui had me bring.”
Sui Chunsheng was overjoyed and couldn’t wait to open the food box.
Inside the sandalwood food box was a plate of oddly ugly hibiscus cakes.
Yue Shanglan leaned forward, noticing the crooked hibiscus cakes.
Yue Shanglan blinked: “What is this? It’s kinda cute.”
As he said this, he was about to pick up a piece and put it to his mouth.
Sui Chunsheng looked at him in dissatisfaction, “This is a hibiscus cake made by my master.”
Yue Shanglan immediately put down the piece of cake that was already next to his mouth.
Looking terrified.
He had known the White Deer Immortal for a long time. Tan Zhui would often have the whim to make things he had never made before. He had also eaten it before and had diarrhea for three days, feeling like his body was hollowed out.
After that, he never dared to eat anything Tan Zhui made.
Yue Shanglan’s mouth trembled wildly, “You guys eat, you guys eat.”
He saw Yong Lan on the side and immediately said, “Don’t look at the appearance, it tastes very good. I used to eat stuff made by the divine lord all the time.”
Yong Lan looked at his master and knew he was up to no good. He quickly prepared to sneak away, but was still grabbed by Yue Shanglan.
Yue Shanglan grabbed him and forced a piece into his mouth.
Yong Lan yelled for help, but couldn’t break free.
Sui Chunsheng picked up a piece in confusion and put it in his mouth.
Si Feng also took out a piece. Just as he ate it, Si Feng’s expression changed drastically. He couldn’t spit it out, and he couldn’t swallow it.
Yong Lan had already been forced to eat two pieces by his master. He collapsed on the bed, his eyes vacant, as if he had lost all his strength.
Si Feng held on and swallowed it, immediately going to check Sui Chunsheng’s expression.
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