Chapter Forty-Four: The Art of Resurrection

  "Alright, I'll take care of it." Chen Yu washed his hands and took the ladle from Xiao Ran, pushing them out of the kitchen. "You two go deal with the resurrection technique, I've got this covered. As soon as I smelled the bamboo leaf fragrance on Master's body, I knew you must have dug up that jar of wine. Once the soup is done, I'll send it over. Qian Juecai is arranged in Master's room, and Xuan Yu is following closely... That bed is big enough, Master, Yu'er took the liberty." Chen Yu turned around by himself and started busying around the stove.

  Following Xiao Ran to that awkward room, the only difference was the person on the bed. Xuan Yu sat beside Qian Jue Se, his eyes no longer holding tears. Mo Mo walked forward, looking at Qian Jue Se's face which seemed like it was in a dream, and patted Xuan Yu's shoulder, "Don't worry, Xiao Ran has already promised you that he will revive Qian Jue Se, so it will definitely happen."

  "I know, thank you," Xuan Yu said without moving his gaze away from Qian Jue Se. "Momo... I know I've wronged you in some ways, but I..." It seemed like Xuan Yu didn't know how to continue and lifted his head, his eyes slightly evasive. "I... I think... after Jue Se recovers, I'll propose to Wang Chao... sorry..." After finishing speaking, he turned his head again to look at Qian Jue Se. "I really can't be without him... if you feel that your reputation is tarnished, you can write a divorce letter to me."

  A prince of a country was dumped?! And may become the king of Loulan in the future! He loves her so deeply! If he were told now that Qian Jue Se could not be resurrected, he would kill everyone!

  Mo Mo nodded slightly and asked with her eyes if Xiao Ran was sure. Xiao Ran nodded slightly, and Mo Mo let out a long sigh of relief.

  "Mò, let's go prepare." Xiao Ran pulled Mo out, leaving the two alone in a quiet room. As they walked out, Mo asked Xiao Ran what she needed to do herself, and Xiao Ran replied with one word: "Wait!"

  Mo Mo accompanied him to the pond where they first met, looking at the distant waterfall that seemed slightly slender, and sat quietly on the grass. "Waiting for what time?"

  Xiao Ran raised his head and looked at the sun above, saying "Wait for it to disappear." Then he looked at the small waterfall again.

  After a while, Mo Mo looked at Xiao Ran twice without saying a word.

  After two hours, Mo Mo looked at Xiao Ran for the fifteenth time and asked, "What are we looking at?" The only response was Xiao Ran's gentle smile and the refreshing breeze blowing by.

  ……

  It was already half a day. Mo couldn't bear it anymore. He stood up "Xiao Ran? What's so good to look at there?"

  "Ink. Listen to me tell a story." Patting the spot where Ink just sat down "The Tianji Mountain wasn't like this originally. No clouds lingering around, no serene springs trapping souls... There were four people. Living happily every day in this paradise. Xiao Jun and Yu Xi one playing the zither, the other the flute. Xue Luo and Ink dancing in front of me..."

  Seems to be lost in thought. The corners of his mouth seemed to curve up again. A cool breeze lifted a few strands of his hair.

  Mo Mo wanted to ask him something else when Xiao Ran said, "Let's go back. The soup should be done by now. Your head doesn't hurt anymore?" Not mentioning it would have been better. Now Mo Mo only felt a splitting headache. She shook her head hard and was gently picked up by Xiao Ran. They walked back to the bamboo house, where they saw Chen Yu carrying a bowl of soup towards them.

  "Master's head hurts again?" Chen Yu put down the dinner plate on the small stone table. Seeing Xiao Ran holding his head in his arms, frowning.

  "Master, drink this and you'll feel a bit better." Chen Yu held up a bowl of red medicinal liquid and fed it to Mo Mo. Instantly, Mo Mo's headache wasn't so painful anymore.

  "Do you know what to do tonight?" Xiao Ran put Mo Mo on the stone bed outside, letting her blow wind to sober up. There was already a quilt laid out by Chen Yu under her body. Then he said to Chen Yu, "Yu'er, let's go take a bath now." Mo Mo heard it vaguely, didn't know what happened, and suddenly felt sleepy, couldn't hold her eyelids that were fighting each other, and fell asleep.

  Waking up again, the stars twinkled in the sky. Holding an official concubine in his arms, covered with a thin quilt, it was so warm. Not far away, Xiao Ran had changed into a stunning red dress and was painting something in a bucket of water. Chen Yu only wore a single layer of clothing, standing beside him watching.

  "Ink, wake up, come here." Xiao Ran raised his head and smiled slightly at her. Then he lowered his head and continued to paint, "Yu'er, tell Xuan Yu to put the Thousand Absolute Colors on the altar."

  "Yes, young master." Chen Yu left, and Mo Mo slowly approached. Tonight, Xiao Ran exuded an air of mystery, wearing a bright red outer robe with some incomprehensible spells embroidered on it, and a black leather belt was tied around his waist at an angle. Through the occasionally opened front lapel due to his movements, a hint of spring color was revealed. His eyes, which were already like those of a fox, became even more charming after being made up.

  Mo Mo frowned: Is this a resurrection technique?

  Looking at the talisman he drew in the water, Chen Yu's voice came from beside him, "Young Master, can we begin?"

  He glanced up at the crescent moon in the sky and said softly, "Alright, it's done." Then he pointed his brush at the water. Mo Mei stared with wide eyes at the unbelievable scene: the water in the bucket moved along with Xiao Ran's brush, forming a thin column that followed him to the front of the altar behind the bamboo house. With a stroke of his brush in mid-air, he drew a circle, paused for a moment, and the water column stopped above Qian Xue's body, beginning to draw circles on its own.

  "Undress, take it off." Chen Yu listened and took off all his clothes, climbed onto the altar next to him, closed his eyes and lay down, not showing any shyness at all. Mo Mo was so shocked that he almost bit his own tongue. His face turned bright red as he dared not look at anyone. Xuan Yu only looked at Qian Jue Se, without giving Chen Yu's perfect physique a single glance.

  Xiao Ran walked up to Chen Yu's altar and tied his hands and feet to the four pillars. Turning back to Mo, he said, "Mo, come here for a moment."

  "Huh? I..." Mo Mo wanted to say: "Isn't it bad, he's naked?"

  "Chen Yu's body isn't something to be seen once or twice, what's there to be shy about? Come quickly, or it won't be good if you miss the timing." When Xuan Ye heard the four words "miss the timing", his eyes shot out two rays of light, shining towards her. Mo Mo trembled and quickly walked towards Chen Yu who was stark naked.

  My eyes involuntarily wanted to slide down, but I didn't dare look. My mind was struggling, but then I heard Xiao Ran let out a "heh" of laughter. I looked up at him and glared, using my eyes to indicate: it's all your fault! Why did you make him take off his clothes?

  It was as if Xiao Ran, who knew her problem, said "The soul of Qian Jue has returned to the Three Realms, and her physical body no longer has any human aura. She needs to borrow the yang energy of a living person to summon her soul." He reached out and grabbed her hand, and in the midst of Mo Mo's confusion, he somehow produced a knife blade and lightly cut across her delicate finger, causing a drop of blood to well up instantly.

  "Ah!" Mo mo exclaimed, about to pull her finger back. Xiao Ran held onto her, his mouth slightly curved, "Yu er needs your blood to maintain his body temperature, because you are his master." As he spoke, he pinched Mo mo's finger, letting the drop of blood on top fall onto Chen Yu's navel, watching as it slowly merged into his body. Mo mo finally couldn't help but glance down, her already flushed face growing even redder.

  Xiao Ran let Mo Mo leave the altar and stood behind him. Then he recited a spell, shaking his hand holding the brush, the water pillar on it moving faster and faster, gradually merging into a piece of water film. He stopped the brush, and a knife flew out of his hand, sliding across Chen Yu's chest, instantly revealing a blood mark. Continuing to recite the spell, only to see the blood flowing from Chen Yu's chest slowly gathering, forming a stream of blood, under the water film, forming small beads of blood that floated up and down.

  With a flourish of his brush, he let the blood droplets fall onto Qian Jue's body, and with one stroke, the layer of water membrane slowly wrapped around Qian Jue.

  Let out a breath. Rushed towards Chen Yu, untied the ropes on his hands and feet. Used eye contact to signal the officer to jump up, stretched out his hand and pressed it against its forehead, the red talisman began to shine brightly, slowly stuck to Xiao Ran's hand, then pressed onto Chen Yu's chest, using a seal to suppress the surging blood.

  "Yù ér? Heard my voice?" Xiao Ran's smile remained unchanged, giving people a sense of security. Mo Mo heard Chen Yu's inaudible "uh-huh" and her hanging heart also put down.

  Fairy Companion

  Author: Qing Xin Er

  You can't make me do it, the immortals won't let me be at peace. What does the turmoil in Heaven have to do with me? Don't force me to stay, I'll leave, but on one condition: take the handsome immortal away. Reason: I'm afraid of the dark when I'm alone, lighting a lamp to talk, blowing out the lamp...