Cataclysm King

Chapter 561 Some Daily Life with Nan Jing

Ji Xun's thoughts wandered in that state of epiphany that came and went.

After the feeling of enlightenment faded away, my thoughts gradually returned.

At this moment, the curtain of the marching tent was lifted up, and a head with a bun on its head came in.

She blinked and called out briskly, "Ji Xun, dinner is ready."

"Ah."

Ji Xun listened to the voice and looked at Nan Jing's smiling face. The dark arc between his brows quietly relaxed and he responded with a smile.

In fact, he knew that the girl had been waiting outside the tent for a while, but she seemed to have sensed something and was afraid of disturbing him, so she waited until now.

Nan Jing walked in and wanted to help the patient get up.

She walked closer and glanced at the photo and stamps in Ji Xun's hand, and asked casually, "What are you thinking about?"

Originally, I wanted to ask what was going on with the power of the laws of time and space that was lingering in the tent just now, not to ask anything else.

Of course, there are also some small curiosities.

The two of them were already very familiar with each other. Ji Xun certainly saw what the ball-headed lady was thinking, but he didn't care. He directly picked up the photo and showed it openly, "What the emperor said to me before reminded me of an old friend."

First, there is no taboo topic among friends, and second, it is a story that can be shared.

"Old friend?"

Nan Jing blinked, thinking that this name was a bit strange.

But when she looked at the young girl in front of the roses in the photo, she blinked and exclaimed, "Wow, this lady is so beautiful."

Ji Xun smiled without comment, with a rare tenderness in his brows.

While Nan Jing was talking, he also saw Ji Xun in the photo. He took a closer look, and the admiration in his eyes was hard to conceal: "Mr. Ji Xun is also very handsome."

Then she asked, "When was the photo taken? The style looks a bit retro."

Hearing this, Ji Xun lowered his eyes and said in a slightly lowered tone: "One hundred years ago."

"what?"

Nan Jing blinked, looking surprised.

But when she thought about the laws of time, she seemed to understand something.

As if she was afraid of touching upon some sad past, she did not speak again.

"Yes. It was taken at the Song family's Safir Manor a hundred years ago."

Having said that, Ji Xun put away the photo and made a gesture to get up.

The wound on his chest twitched and his brows furrowed slightly.

Seeing this, Nan Jing ignored the doubts and curiosity in his heart and hurried forward to help, "Be careful."

Ji Xun: "Yeah."

Judging from the tone, it’s clear that the story in the photo isn’t that happy.

Nan Jing originally thought that Ji Xun would not continue, but unexpectedly he heard the beginning of the story: "At that time, I was taken to a hundred years ago by the relic [Trans-Time and Space Stamps]."

Nan Jing just pricked up his ears to listen, but heard the chuckle next to him: "Xiao Nan, do you want to hear this story?"

Nan Jing wanted to say no against his will, but when he turned around and saw Ji Xun's expression that didn't mind at all, he nodded like pecking at rice: "Yeah! I want to!"

She was really, really curious.

Ji Xun smiled, already smelling the aroma of meat, "This story is very long. Let's go, let's eat first."

Nan Jing nodded, "Okay."

The place where we camped was a valley full of fluorescent purple ferns. There was also glowing moss on the rock walls, and the whole valley was filled with a faint blue-purple glow.

There is a clear stream not far from the tent.

There was a blazing bonfire burning beside the stream, and on the bonfire was a big pot filled with fragrant mushroom soup.

Chujiu was holding a long wooden spoon and stirring the food in the pot.

A greedy girl was already squatting beside her big bowl, eagerly waiting for the chef Chujiu to distribute the food.

This place is far away from the City of Innocence.

The air in the sparsely populated cave is particularly fresh.

Rennie had left a few days ago. Rick was his grandson, and he couldn't let him go, so he wanted to go back with his Herlanders family quietly.

He knew that the Herlands family had failed in their mission this time and would definitely be punished by the royal court.

As a former member of the King's Four Knights family, Rennie knew what would happen. He knew his old friend would definitely return.

He went along, wanting to help as much as possible.

Also, he is now a knight appointed by King Augustus Chujiu, and he also has to do something.

There were only Ji Xun and two other people in the camp.

Seeing Nan Jing supporting Ji Xun over, Chu Jiu asked, "How is it?"

Ji Xun said self-deprecatingly: "It's not a big problem."

It takes time to remove the divine pollution, which is not a big problem. It’s just that the injury has affected the body’s sensory nerves, so it takes some time to adapt.

It's not that serious.

But Nan Jing was worried and wanted to support her, so Ji Xun just went with her.

Sat by the campfire.

When there were only three of them, Chujiu did not have any of the majestic authority of King Augustus.

She helped Ji Xun fill a plate with food, and also filled one for herself and Nan Jing.

Sitting around the fire, the dancing flames illuminated three faces, each with a different but heroic look.

Nan Jing looked excited. He tasted the broth with a spoon and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Wow, it's delicious!"

As she spoke, she did not forget to say to Ji Xun: "Ji Xun, you don't know, Sister Chu Jiu's cooking skills are very good."

"Oh?"

Ji Xun was also a little curious. After thinking about it, he realized that he had never eaten the food cooked by Chujiu.

Moreover, looking at her cold and aloof personality, her temperament doesn't seem to match her cooking skills.

But when he took a sip of the rich broth, his expression instantly brightened and he said in amazement, "Hmm. It's really delicious."

It’s not that I’m flattering you, but this soup is really the best and most special one Ji Xun has ever tasted.

Nan Jing smiled with crescent eyes and said, "That's what I said."

Chujiu was stared at by the two people with burning eyes, and explained: "I always cooked by myself before. Grandma Susan from the royal court was willing to teach me, so I learned a little."

Nan Jing was afraid that Ji Xun didn't know, so she added: "Grandma Susan is the chef of the Wang Court, and her cooking is super delicious."

Ji Xun understood after hearing this.

Chujiu is an illegitimate daughter. She was not spoiled like those aristocratic ladies. She had to do everything by herself since she was young.

Ivan on the side was even more enthusiastic and kept showing off by gurgling.

The delicious food seemed to put the three of them in a better mood.

Nan Jing did not forget the previous topic and said, "By the way, Ji Xun, how did you travel back a hundred years ago?"

Chujiu listened with a slightly confused expression.

Nan Jing explained to her excitedly, "Sister Chujiu, Ji Xun is talking about the story of how he traveled through time a hundred years ago."

"Time travel?"

Hearing this, Chujiu also became very interested.

"Well. This matter has to start with a relic stamp."

They originally thought it was an adventure story like in an alternate dimension, but as soon as Ji Xun opened his mouth, both girls sensed something unusual.

The reason why Ji Xun was willing to share this story was because Chujiu and Nan Jing were best friends.

More importantly, he had listened to Emperor Lanlingster's advice on time and suddenly realized something.

He had been to the [Relic Space] before and saw the witch Emperor Lanlingster in a state of "neither dead nor dead". He finally realized the "world" for the first time.

The emperor guided him and enabled him to see the rules governing the operation of the universe that are invisible to humans.

Ji Xun once felt extremely sad because of Miss Yu's death.

The fact is that I have never lost anything.

Song Yu did not leave, but her life was frozen in time.

My former self met the girl with a beautiful smile. That experience did not disappear because of the past, but was hidden in the romantic time.

Ji Xun has never realized more clearly than now that "time is relative", a cosmic rule at a higher level that humans cannot reach.

It turns out that time can be traveled.

It’s like the reader turns back to the previous page and sees the previous story.

Ji Xun’s understanding of the laws of time is not deep enough yet, but he is extremely sure that Miss Yu is waiting for him in time.

One day, I will look through the storybook of time again and go see the girl who waited for me in tears.

He was also looking forward to meeting the girl again in time.

Look at her smiling brightly among her favorite rose bushes.

"Then, a hundred years later, we met Kei in Honglou. That was the last time we saw her."

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The story has come to an end.

The dancing flames were reflected in Ji Xun's black eyes, and a smile appeared on the corners of his mouth.

It was because of that special experience of traveling through time that he had an inexplicable understanding of the "law of time".

This gave him an open-minded attitude towards the passage of time.

He can face everything.

Suddenly, an old friend passed by. I turned around and saw a girl with a bun-like haircut with red eyes. Her eyes were sparkling and she said in a mosquito-like voice, "Ah, Miss Yu really likes Mr. Ji Xun. She actually waited for a hundred years just for a sentence."

Chujiu's expression remained normal, but his eyes softened as he looked at the fire.

Instead, Ji Xun smiled in an open-minded manner.

The fact that he could tell that story showed that he had figured out a lot.

Chujiu and Nanjing are both card masters at the top level of the extraordinary realm. Of course, they can see the change in Ji Xun's mentality and his extraordinary understanding of time.

That open-mindedness makes this sad-sounding story less melancholy and more full of yearning and reflection on the romantic times.

Ji Xun was thinking while eating.

Meeting each other was already the best of fate, and he was very satisfied.

Nan Jing was still immersed in the story. I don’t know what he was thinking about, and there was a hint of melancholy on his face.

She suddenly asked, "Ah, Sister Chujiu, what does it feel like to like someone?"

Chujiu glanced at the girl with a bun, and her slightly helpless silence responded to two questions: How do I know and why do you ask me a series of questions?

Looking at his friend's helplessness, Nan Jing stuck out his tongue, a cunning look on his face.

Turning around, she asked Ji Xun again, "Ah, Ji Xun, what does it feel like to like someone?"

If someone had ever asked this question, Ji Xun would not have been able to answer it.

But now, he thought it was very complicated, and casually summarized it with a sentence he saw in a book: "Well, it's probably someone you want to entrust the rest of your life to."

"Oh."

Nan Jing showed an expression as if he understood.

Soon, a hint of mischief spread across her crystal eyes, as if she had thought of something, and she said something shocking: "Then Sister Chujiu should like Mr. Ji Xun. She said that you are the only friend of the opposite sex she can trust her life to."

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As soon as these words came out, Chujiu's expression instantly became strange. She looked at the mischievous Nan Jing, wanting to say something but not knowing how to say it.

Is this what people mean when they say "entrust"?
"Hahaha"

Chujiu now shows very little expression. This is due to her temperament and also the influence of the extraordinary sequence.

Ji Xun had never seen her with such an expression before, and he laughed without any worries.

It was this hearty laughter that immediately diluted the awkward atmosphere that had not yet had time to build up.

Nan Jing made a cute face towards Ji Xun, and then added, "Did I understand it wrongly?"

Chujiu didn’t know how to respond, so he raised his eyebrows and stopped looking at the two of them.

He laughed and acted naughty. Nan Jing was really curious and looked at Ji Xun for help, "Ah? Did I really misunderstand?"

“That’s not wrong.”

Ji Xun chuckled and added, "But it's not quite accurate."

When Nan Jing heard this, he showed an expression of strong curiosity: "Oh?"

"Well, how should I put it?"

Ji Xun knew that Miss Maru-Head was simple-minded and she really lacked some emotional cognition.

He thought of a sentence in the book and said slowly: "Like is the person who has been in my heart in the past; the person I hope to spend the rest of my life with in the future; and the person who I can get along with happily at the moment."

"Oh." After saying this, Nan Jing showed that he was thinking seriously.

In the past, she was concerned about no one else except her mother; she didn't know what would happen in the future, and her little head had never thought about anything other than the duties of the high priest.

As for now, aren’t we getting along very happily?
Now = happy = the ninth day of the first lunar month?

Huh.
A strange geometric formula suddenly popped up in Nan Jing's mind and his eyes widened.

The sudden inspiration came to her without even thinking about it. She blurted out, as if she had discovered a new world, "So Mr. Ji Xun likes Sister Chu Jiu?"

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As soon as these words were spoken, Chujiu's eyes twitched inexplicably.

But my friends who grew up with me can also understand that train of thought.

"Hahaha."

Ji Xun couldn't help but smile again.

He knew that Miss Bun Hair had no other intentions and was simply thinking of this.

Nan Jing looked at the expressions of the two people and felt that something was wrong. He muttered, "Did I misunderstand again?"

Ji Xun said openly, "That's right."

Nan Jing was stunned, as if he was trying to recall what the response "That's right" was.

Chujiu, who was standing by, was also startled and glanced at him out of the corner of his eye.

Ji Xun looked normal.

He has the courage to face life and death, and of course the open-mindedness to face his inner self.

Chujiu was the first person he met since he came to this world.

Time and friends are worth treating with sincerity.

The law of time made him understand that the past, present and future are all worth taking seriously.

In this world, expecting the future has always been a luxury.

When you meet someone, cherish them at that moment.

At this moment, the girl with the ball-shaped hair seemed to understand something, and a certain flame of gossip burned in her eyes, "Ah! Ji Xun, are you saying that you like Sister Chujiu?"

"Yes."

Ji Xun admitted it again and added, "And Xiaonan. I like them all."

Chujiu looked calm.

Before Nan Jing's expression of eating melon showed on his face, he froze: I'm eating the melon myself?

It seemed like I was expecting to hear it, but when I heard it suddenly, I felt a little flustered.

Nan Jing glanced at Ji Xun, seemingly wondering whether this was the love he understood.

It seems so, but it also seems not.

It doesn't seem to matter.

The indifferent attitude of the two people around her instantly calmed her slightly troubled mind.

She responded, "Oh."

The girl with the bun seemed to no longer be curious and was very happy. A bright smile appeared on her face again.

It's very happy to be with friends.

The atmosphere when the three of them had dinner together was just as harmonious and amicable as before.

They chatted about the advice of the great emperor, some experiences of extraordinary practice, some trivial matters in life, and occasionally joked, and they were all having a great time.

After dinner, Ji Xun returned to the tent to rest.

He originally wanted to meditate, but his injury made it difficult for him to sit for a long time, so he lay down on the bed again.

He took out the rare books from the library of the Royal Academy of Arel and began to look through them.

These are advanced dragon language books made of high-level monster leather. The words on them are like mysterious symbols. If you understand them, they will fly into your mind one by one. If you don't understand them, your brain will refuse to accept those super-level knowledge, and they will pass by your eyes, making you drowsy.

After the battle with the Dragon Saint Cheresa, Ji Xun deeply felt the gap in his knowledge of advanced dragon language magic and has been making up for it.

However, these books are about forbidden dragon language spells that are difficult for him to read at the moment. Most of them are powerful magic above the ninth level.

As I watched, my thoughts became a little groggy.

Ji Xun thought that his injuries might not have recovered yet and prepared to take a nap.

But when I looked again, I saw two beds in the tent. Normally, the three of them should live in the same tent.

That's nothing.

This was often the case before.

However, today, Chujiu and Nanjing had no intention of coming in to rest.

Ji Xun was feeling strange when he sensed someone outside the tent.

After standing there for a while, Ji Xun saw that she didn't come in, so he asked, "Xiao Nan?"

Hearing the greeting, Nan Jing opened the tent and walked in. Not knowing what had just happened, there was still a hint of discomfort in her eyes.

Ji Xun's eyebrows twitched slightly, guessing something, and asked with a smile: "Is it time for treatment?"

"Ah."

Nan Jing seemed to have finally found a way out, and muttered, "I originally asked Sister Chujiu to come. But she's not coming."

As she said that, she glanced at Ji Xun, meaning: It was you who touched me before.

Of course Ji Xun understood the subtle changes in the ball-headed lady's expression and laughed.

The hearty laughter diluted all the discomfort.

But Nan Jing saw something different in his expression and frowned, "Ji Xun, your distortion is very serious."

I feel embarrassed about that because I am still a girl and I am still a little sensitive about the differences between men and women.

But at this moment, she did not see any desire for joy in Ji Xun's eyes.

As the high priestess, she knew very well what was going on.

"Ah."

In fact, Ji Xun knew it very well.

But this kind of distortion will distort one's soul, and one will not reject it in one's heart.

This made Ji Xun have no intention of actively suppressing the distortion if he had not made a plan for himself.

Nan Jing also knew about the witch's distortion.

She immediately regained her seriousness as a professional doctor, walked to Ji Xun's bedside, and said, "Have you noticed that your appearance has changed?"

As she spoke, she took out a mirror and said in a familiar voice, "Half of it is the original you, and the other half is the distorted witch."

Ji Xun looked at himself in the mirror, his eyebrows and eyes slightly delicate, and was not surprised. He just said: "I have seen the appearance of my soul in the relic space before."

In this situation, at least several voices in his heart felt that it really didn't matter.

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Nan Jing pursed his lips and said without any hesitation, "I'll help you suppress it."

Ji Xun didn't say much, just cooperated, taking medicine when necessary and using spell power when necessary.

Nan Jing is also handling it seriously.

As a high priest, of course, she has inherited too many secret techniques. In the past few days, she has also looked up a lot of information for Ji Xun's distortion.

She now knows that the effect of joyful dreams is minimal. On the contrary, the mental suppression will put the body at a greater risk of deformation.

The most effective method is the Succubus secret method, which is a secret method that cultivates both the soul and the body.

After all, she is a little thin-skinned and doesn't know how to say it, so Miss Bun Head can't say this method out loud.

She was not sure whether she would refuse if Ji Xun asked.

Probably he would agree.

Well, it would be better if Sister Chujiu was here, maybe we could discuss it.

At least like before, there is someone to help.

Nan Jing was busy with his hands, and his mind was full of random thoughts.

The bun-haired lady seemed to have entered into the role of a doctor, handling the case very seriously and without distraction.

Ji Xun's eyes were still clear.

First, it’s because of distortion, and second, the relationship between the two is actually more intimate than pleasure;
Trust, tacit understanding, sharing weal and woe, being able to entrust life and death, and resonance of souls. To them at this demigod level, these are much more important than physical pleasure.

In Ji Xun's eyes, Nan Jing was like a piece of porcelain held in his palm, and he was very careful not to bump into anything.

Looking at the serious yet cute face in front of him, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Her eyelashes are curved and the tip of her nose is slightly upturned.

The skin is very white, and the blue blood vessels under the skin can be clearly seen at this distance.

It seems that in my impression, her face is always filled with an indescribable sweetness.

When she smiles, the corners of her eyes will slightly rise, curved like a crescent moon, adding a touch of agility and cuteness to the whole face.

Nan Jing looked at Ji Xun looking at him without any complicated thoughts. While busy using the secret method, he asked, "Why are you always staring at me?"

Ji Xun also realized that it was the first time for him to observe Nan Jing so carefully, and praised: "Because it is beautiful."

Nan Jing pursed his lips and smiled.

But thinking of Ji Xun's physical condition, she became serious again.

In fact, no matter what method is used, the essence of suppressing the witch's distortion is to stimulate the soul and body's desire for pleasure.

Now I have tried many methods, but the effect is not good. Nan Jing knows that not only his mind, but also Ji Xun's body has begun to deform.

That kind of deformity will stimulate the secretion of a large amount of female hormones, some organs will degenerate, and then gradually turn into a witch.

Thinking of this, Nan Jing no longer hesitated and directly used the succubus secret technique.

She helped Ji Xun circulate the magic power in his body, and gradually there was a response.

Nan Jing is a very professional doctor and is very familiar with Ji Xun. At least he has seen this scene more than once.

But for some reason, as she looked at it, her pretty face suddenly turned red.

But she was asleep before, so she didn't feel anything. Now that she was awake, being looked at by that gaze, the girl was still a little embarrassed.

She felt Ji Xun's eyes on her, but she did not reject it.

Seeing that the succubus's secret technique was working well, she also felt it was good, and she was even not shy about helping out with her slender hands occasionally.

Nan Jing just felt that something was missing. After thinking for a while, he said to himself, "Ah, it would be great if Sister Chujiu was here."

Although Ji Xun smiled when he heard this, he didn't dare to speak.

He knew that the girl with the bun had mustered up a lot of courage to do this.

He just watched silently.

In his succubus mystical state, his spirits were high and he couldn't hide them, so he didn't try to hide his thoughts of pleasure.

Nan Jing blushed slightly and lowered her head, continuing to help suppress the distortion.

Neither of them spoke.

It seemed as if the silence eased the awkwardness.

"All right."

After more than half an hour, Nan Jing exhaled a breath of foul air.

His chest was heaving up and down, and he couldn't tell if it was because of nervousness or because he had consumed too much magic power.

It was just like when Mrs. Mist taught Ji Xun and Qin Rushi the secret of succubus, although there was some physical contact, it was just enough.

It works a bit, but it's not perfect.

Ji Xun was already very satisfied that this ball-head lady could do this, "Thank you."

Perhaps because he had been watched the whole night before, Nan Jing was very calm and accepted it happily: "Well, I will help you if you need anything in the future."

As she spoke, without waiting for Ji Xun to say anything else, she turned off the magic lamp beside her: "Have a good rest."

The tent was plunged into darkness, but Ji Xun could clearly see the cute blushing face and responded, "Okay."

Lie down on the bed and close your eyes.

Refreshed.

Nan Jing's bed was right next to them. There was some rustling sound as if he was changing into pajamas, and then there was no movement.

The tent was very quiet, with only the sound of even breathing.

Ji Xun had consumed a lot of mental energy after his trip to the relic space, and he was about to fall asleep due to grogginess.

But suddenly, it seemed as if someone slipped into his quilt and crawled into his arms.

Ji Xun instantly realized that it was the girl Nan Jing, as he felt warm and beautiful.

Before he could speak, the girl in his arms, whose face had already blushed, said in a voice that only she could hear, covering her head with her head in the quilt: "Don't talk."

(End of this chapter)