Kidnapped (part 1)
Feng Xuan had descended to the mortal world for so long, but he had never been this tired before.
In the past, walking, climbing mountains or taking flying boats were all physically exhausting. This time, all the spiritual power in the body was exhausted at once, and it felt as if the whole person was hollowed out, which was mentally exhausting.
Therefore he didn’t insist on chatting with Qi Zhuoyu, and unknowingly fell asleep lying on the beauty couch.
When he woke up at noon the next day, he was already lying on the Babu bed.
He was in a daze, and it took him a long time to sit on the bed to recall what happened last night. Touching the railing of the Babu bed, a question mark popped in his head.
Huh? Did he fall asleep in the bed last night?
It wasn’t until the smell of food came from outside the door that Feng Xuan gave up thinking about last night’s incident.
His stomach let out a loud “gugu” sound. Although Qi Zhuoyu had pushed him to the golden core stage, the habit of eating three meals a day like ordinary people had yet to be forcibly discontinued.
It took Feng Xuan half an hour to get out of bed.
From his own small pouch, he picked out a brocade robe with clouds and gold embroidered peacock patterns, for the overlay, it was a double-breasted short jacket made of fox and rabbit soft fur brocade, suppressing the shark bead embellished with the double rabbit jade pendant, that would make the short jacket a joke. It snowed in Chang’an City last night, and a thin layer of snow had already accumulated outside the window. He was afraid of the cold, thus he wore everything from the inner robe to the short jacket, wrapped up thickly and soft, looking like a ball of soft cotton in this winter.
The hair was pulled halfway, and a ball was tied at the back of the head.
After searching for a long time in the small pouch, he put on the hairpin made from the Migu tree that Qi Zhuoyu gave him last time.
Before pushing open the door, Feng Xuan was a little afraid of seeing the messy corpses in the yard.
After all, last night the big devil killed hundreds of ghosts without blinking an eye! He heard that ghosts who have powerful cultivation have physical bodies.
As a result, when the door was pushed open, the courtyard was clean and tidy. Not only that, there weren’t any traces of the ashes that Qi Zhuoyu raised last night on the ground either.
It looks like it was cleaned up by someone.
Feng Xuan took two steps forward, and saw the back of the man in the yard.
He was just about to say “Senior brother, good afternoon”, to cultivate the precarious plastic relationship between the two of them after marriage. Yet, as a result, when the man suddenly turned around, he revealed a face without facial features.
Feng Xuan: “……”
He sucked in a breath of cold air, and almost went back to the Ninth Heaven in fright.
The faceless man’s body shape and temperament were very similar to Qi Zhuoyu’s, but Feng Xuan didn’t feel any killing intent from him.
When it approached with the dining plate, Feng Xuan noticed that the faceless man seemed to be a paper doll, because it floated over.
The faceless man put the four dishes and one soup from the dining plate to the stone table in order: Penglai xian tofu, golden silk crispy sparrow, hanging furnace pheasant, crab meat with shredded bamboo shoots.
They were all the latest popular dishes in Chang’an. Feng Xuan took a sneak peek at the faceless man, sat down and took a bite with chopsticks. The faceless man didn’t seem to want to stop him, thus he was relieved and began to enjoy his lunch with peace of mind.
He thought that this faceless man might be a paper man made by Qi Zhuoyu to take care of his daily life.
But why did he make this paper figurine look like himself? Does the big devil have any special masochism? For example, like a domestic servant or something, a hobby of particularly serving people?
Feng Xuan thought wildly while eating, and waited until the meal was over.
Until the faceless man put away the plates, he didn’t see Qi Zhuoyu.
Feng Xuan asked when it was leaving, “Do you know where Qi Zhuoyu has gone?”
The faceless man acted as if he hadn’t heard it, and continued to float away with the dining plate, and floated to the edge of the sink to start washing the dishes. Wait, it’s made of paper. Won’t washing dishes get it wet?!
As soon as his thoughts were interrupted, Feng Xuan forgot what he wanted to continue asking.
Without Qi Zhuoyu, he lived more freely. After eating, he took out the “Paper Contract: My Domineering Loyal Dog Demon” that he hadn’t finished reading last time and continued to read.
Until it was evening, Qi Zhuoyu still hadn’t returned.
Feng Xuan finally remembered a serious matter. He remembered that in the original owner’s Book of Fate, there was such a thing as “came to blows with the obstinate princess because of Qi Zhuoyu, and was being implicated with the planted evidence by the princess, and severely slapped in the face!”
It was written in the Book of Fate that Qi Zhuoyu and Su Qingyan came to Chang’an with the emperor’s order in order to track down the monster that destroyed the grand examination of Misty Immortal Mansion. As a result, on the first meeting with the emperor, Qi Zhuoyu was fancied by the princess. From then on, he started running away from the princess, he ran away, she chased, immediately flying about haphazardly, creating a female chasing male drama with the princess.
When meeting the emperor before, Feng Xuan didn’t notice where the princess was, so he forgot about it. Just now he suddenly remembered that while the princess was chasing Qi Zhuoyu, she also discovered that Qi Zhuoyu also had a “wife who has gone through adversity together”.
In the Book of Fate, Qi Zhuoyu, who still maintained the open mind and heart senior brother, was naturally gentle towards “Xiao Qi” in front of outsiders. It’s just that the more he took care of “Xiao Qi”, the stronger the princess’s jealousy became. It wasn’t until Qi Zhuoyu and Su Qingyan entered the dream created by the Nightmare Beast together that the princess finally took action against “Xiao Qi” who was alone, resulting in the two to also fall into the dream together due to an accident.
And it was precisely because mortal Xiao Qi fell into Qi Zhuoyu’s dream that he accidentally caught a glimpse of Qi Zhuoyu’s.trecherous admiration for his master Su Qingyan.
Heart and body abuse, abuse of the heart and body, Feng Xuan had nothing to say. This bloody relationship and the ups and downs of the plot were ten thousand times more exciting than the book he had read.
What’s even more outrageous was that the original owner found out that Qi Zhuoyu had an inappropriate relationship with Su Qingyan, yet still deceived himself and continued living with Qi Zhuoyu!
Feng Xuan was silent for a few seconds, then scratched his head, somewhat feeling that something green was placed above his head.
With this matter in mind, Feng Xuan no longer had the desire to read.
Glancing at the time on the Book of Life, it would be about a quarter of an hour before he was captured by the princess and fell into a dream together.
The faceless man noticed that Feng Xuan had been sitting without moving his chopsticks, and his face without facial features looked over.
Surprisingly, Feng Xuan somewhat noticed Qi Zhuoyu’s expression on that dead face. However, the faceless man still couldn’t understand the atmosphere, so he put the chopsticks in front of Feng Xuan stiffly, meaning: “eat”.
Okay.
I’m even more angry.
Feng Xuan put down his chopsticks. Why would he eat when he was brimming with anger?
Does he have to be full to wait for the princess to be beaten up?
Just when the atmosphere in the courtyard was subtly in a stalemate, the wall suddenly became lively.
Rustle–three or four people in nightwear jumped in, with the badge of the Imperial Palace Si Tiantai hanging on their waists. Si Tiantai was a government office dedicated to dealing with demons and ghosts in the royal family, where a group of cultivators who eat royal public grain were kept. The only ones who can mobilize Si Tiantai were the prince and the princess. Feng Xuan confirmed that it must be the princess who came to catch people.
But he had never seen that princess before?
Why come and catch him suddenly? It’s a bit strange, not sure, and then let’s further observe.
Before Feng Xuan observed and understood, the arrogant and cruel words of an imperial monk came. “Which one of you is Qi Zhuoyu’s useless Dao companion! Obediently follow us immediately! Otherwise, you will be killed upon resisting!”
And while talking, he climbed over the wall and fell to the ground.
It’s a pity that before his action was done, his head exploded the moment he landed.
To be precise, only his body landed on the ground, and his head had already exploded into a blood mist in mid-air.
Eh?! This simple and brutal way of killing people.
Feng Xuan paused, then turned his head to look at the faceless man, who still had the unretracted spiritual power in his hand.
Him: “……”
Confirmed.
The faceless man is definitely the big devil’s strand to keep an eye on him!
