Xiaosheng is not a nerd

Chapter 1748 Personal Experience
Yun Woxue sat quietly in the dark room. Su Zaomou was rescued, but Master Yun and the others would never come back. Her heart was filled with an uncontrollable discomfort. It turned out that the path of this secular world was more difficult than practicing, and every step was much more difficult.

Yun Woxue wanted to escape, to flee back to the immortal sect where they lived in seclusion from the world. That kind of plain practice made people feel safe and satisfied.

But even if she could escape back to the immortal gate, her heart would be trapped in the secular world forever.

How should I explain to the master after he wakes up?

Thinking of his master, Yun Woxue finally calmed down, stood up and lit the lamp. He smelled a special smell. Under the trembling candlelight, Yun Woxue's fingertips trembled, and a sense of fear gathered in his chest.

He threw himself onto the bed. His master's eyes were still closed, his face as calm and handsome as before, but he was gone.

The cold feeling penetrated through his feet and whole body. Yunwo Snowman felt weak, his legs went soft and he fell to the ground, tears welling up in his eyes.

When I thought about never seeing my master's smile or hearing his voice again, my tears flowed like a river...

……

Inexplicably and irresistibly, he was taken away by her crimson lips. Xie Fu even felt as if he was trampled by her crimson lips.

My mind is filled with confusion and my eyes feel wet. Are these tears of humiliation?
"Son."

Xie Fu lowered his head and saw a gentle and well-behaved face. It felt like a dream. Was this what Zao Mou did?

When he saw her pouting, he immediately felt pity for her and said distressedly, "Good girl, how come your mouth is like this? It makes me feel so distressed when I see you."

Su Zao Mou smiled: "As long as you are happy, I am happy too."

Xie Fu said softly: "Don't do this again in the future. What if such a beautiful mouth is damaged?"

Su Zaomou responded with a "hmm"; "Zaomou, eat slowly in the future and it won't go bad."

Xie Fu suddenly hugged her and loved her very much.

"Sir, there are still 107 moves left to be used. Do you want to change places?"

Xie Fu's heart moved when he heard this. There are still 107 moves. You have more tricks than Xiaoyun. He resisted the urge in his heart and smiled, "Let's try again later. Let's go home now."

"Sir, can I be your maid?"

Xie Fu smiled in his heart, if you were really allowed to be a maid beside He Qing, He Qing would definitely make a big fuss. If you were with Xian Ting, who was easy-going and extremely indulgent towards him, maybe there wouldn't be too big a problem.

He just went to the Immortal Palace to practice, and no one knows when he will come back.

Seeing Su Zaomuo eagerly waiting for his answer, he came back to his senses and gently scratched her nose: "It's too unfair for you to be a maid. If you are willing, you can be the young master's little baby."

Su Zaomou was really naive in this regard: "What is a little baby?"

Xie Fu hummed: "Little darling is the vixen that men love the most."

"I'm not a vixen."

Xie Fu laughed dumbly: "It's just a metaphor, it means that a man can be obsessed with it, thinking about it day and night, and feel uncomfortable when you are not around for a moment."

Su Zao pondered for a moment, and then said, "Sir, you are also my vixen."

Xie Fu burst into laughter when he heard this: "Zao Mou, I didn't expect you to have such a lovely side."

The man squatted down and asked with a smile: "Do you want me to carry you back or carry you back?"

Su Zaomou responded softly, "My back. I like the feeling of lying on your back."

Xie Fu carried her on his back and walked a few steps, but he felt his legs were a little weak. Su Zao Mou asked from behind, "Sir, what's wrong with you?"

Xie Fu responded, "I was bullied by your cute little mouth, Zao Mou."

"Sir, you can bully me too."

"What's the point of bullying Zao Mou?"

Su Zao Mou put her mouth close to Xie Fu's ear: "Those who bully Zao Mou..."

When Su Wenqing saw Xie Fu coming back with Su Zaomou on his back, he smiled as if he had succeeded in his evil plan.

Xie Fu understood it clearly in his heart, but he didn't care. As long as Aunt Su and Zao Mou liked it, that was enough. He had originally planned to take care of them and their daughter for the rest of their lives, but he hadn't thought of how to do it.

Su Wenqing smiled and scolded Su Zaomou again: "Why did you run away for no reason, you mad thing? It would be better if you died outside and no one collected your body."

Xie Fu interrupted: "Aunt Su, okay, I don't care, why are you scolding her?"

"Yes, yes, yes. Chou'er will belong to you from now on. I cannot scold you without your permission."

"It's getting late, let Zao Mou take a bath and have a good rest."

Su Wenqing said, "Sir, why don't you wash Chou'er?"

It was clearly like creating an opportunity for them to take a bath together so that this relationship would be set in stone. I didn't expect that Su Wenqing was usually honest and simple, and had a lot of ideas.

Xie Fu sighed and said deliberately, "Aunt Su, you seem to be treating me like a servant now."

Su Wenqing said hurriedly: "How dare I? I'm thinking of getting some food for Chou'er. You and Chou'er can play in the water first."

Playing with water, Xie Fu didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, but he spoke in a subtle and elegant manner, saying with a smile: “Aunt Su, I’m tired.”

Su Wenqing smiled apologetically and said, "Okay, okay, next time."

Xie Fu walked out of the room and prepared to go back to the inner house. After taking a few steps, he suddenly turned around and looked towards Yun Woxue's house which was lit with red candlelight. He had sharp hearing and seemed to be able to hear the sad cry of the yellow oriole in the house.

A trace of revenge arose in my heart. Now you know how I feel about losing my relatives and friends. When you are high above and control the life and death of others, how can you understand the pain of others?

Not sure if he wanted to satisfy his desire for revenge or just enjoy seeing her sad and miserable appearance, Xie Fu walked towards the candlelit room.

As soon as the man reached the door, a smell wafted out from the house, not only sadness but also death. A thought popped up in his mind - Yun Ruoshui was dead.

Only then did he remember that they had been gone for not just an hour, but a full forty-seven days. Even if a living person did not eat or drink for forty-seven days, he would become a pile of bones, let alone a dying person.

He knew that Yun Woxue had been hiding this from him and had been secretly using her true qi to keep Yun Ruoshui alive. Once the true qi was cut off, Yun Ruoshui would have difficulty surviving even with her Taoist body.

In this case, Yun Ruoshui's death was caused by him. Xie Fu not only did not feel the slightest bit of guilt, but instead snorted coldly, thinking that this blood debt could be written off.

She walked silently towards the bed. The cry of the yellow oriole "Yun Wo Xue" plucked his heartstrings with every sound. Even these few steps softened his heart.

After all, he is not a heartless person. On the contrary, he is sentimental and considerate of others. He is just blinded by grief and hatred. Xie Fu is still the same Xie Fu. From the moment he was born, God gave him a kind heart.

Yun Woxue was wailing as if no one was around. Xie Fu stood there quietly, feeling that the night before dawn was so long, so long that he could not wait any longer and said, "Fairy Yun."

Yun Woxue turned around, and what Xie Fu saw was a desolate face. Tears rolled down from those beautiful eyes, wetting her chest.

It is divided into two chapters to facilitate revision.