As Yu Nian slowly chanted, the resentment and bad luck that had accumulated in the temple gradually dissipated. Wang Meng, who had been unconscious for a long time, let out a sob and opened her eyes in a daze.
Under the snake demon's cold gaze, Huang Rui rushed to his wife's side. After helping her up, he quickly bowed to Yu Nian, and then the two fled as if their lives depended on it.
Since the snake demon was injured and couldn't transform into a human form for the time being, it slowly crawled to Yu Nian's side. "Master, since I've become your family spirit, I should tell you my name. My surname is Liu, and my given name is Mo. Liu Mo."
Yu Nian nodded. Looking at the snake demon's pitch - black, shiny scales, she thought the name was quite fitting.
Although Qian Lin hadn't spent much time with everyone, he still felt a bit reluctant to part at this moment.
Yu Nian saw through his thoughts. Seeing that this child was brave and straightforward, she invited him to stay in the Taoist temple for a few days. Qian Lin's originally gloomy face immediately lit up with joy.
In the dense forest, Liu Mo coiled around the treasure chest and nestled beside Yu Nian, its tail wagging excitedly.
He Zhiping behind it wanted to laugh but dared not. He whispered to Ming Mingzhong beside him, "Why does this snake act like a dog?"
Just as the two were chuckling, Liu Mo's huge snake head suddenly turned around and gave them a cold look. He Zhiping and Ming Mingzhong immediately fell silent.
Feng Chengyuan had been silent since leaving the temple. Now walking at the back, his deep and gloomy eyes pierced through the crowd. Watching the snake demon clinging to Yu Nian and chatting merrily, his eyelashes fluttered, and he turned his head away.
Just then, He Zhiping turned around to talk to him. Feng Chengyuan hooked the corner of his mouth slightly as a response, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.
He Zhiping shivered and turned his head away, saying awkwardly, "It's not even the fifteenth of the seventh lunar month yet. Why do I feel a chill in the air..."
The moonlight was pouring down. Feng Chengyuan returned to the Taoist temple with a touch of the night's chill. After receiving a message from Chen Xian about a business trip, he was in no mood to sleep. So he put on his coat and walked out of the room.
It was already three o'clock in the morning. The lights in the other people's rooms had already gone out. The starry sky was sparse. On the osmanthus tree in the courtyard of the Taoist temple, Liu Mo was coiled up and sound asleep.
Feng Chengyuan stared into the distance, but he was a bit confused about his own abnormal behavior today. When exactly did Yu Nian start to occupy a different position in his heart?
The crisp sound of porcelain colliding rang out, and a sweet voice with a smile came, "Mr. Feng has such refined taste. Staying up late at night to enjoy the moon?"
Feng Chengyuan was stunned for a moment and suddenly turned his head. He locked eyes with Yu Nian, who was reclining on the roof ridge.
Under the moonlight, Yu Nian was wearing a plain white dress. Her long, straight, black hair reached her waist and flowed smoothly over her shoulders, looking unrestrained and free. Perhaps because she had been drinking, her lips were as red as cherries, and her extremely cold eyes were filled with rippling waves. This scene was so beautiful that it seemed unreal. Feng Chengyuan stopped in his tracks and his heart skipped a beat. He was silent for a moment before saying, "What are you doing up there?"
Although he was secretly angry that Yu Nian had ignored him, as soon as he saw her, he found her interesting and delightful, always wanting to talk to her more.
So when Yu Nian waved to him to come up to the roof, Feng Chengyuan didn't hesitate. He quickly climbed up the ladder that Yu Nian had set up earlier and stood beside her. A pungent smell of alcohol wafted over, and Feng Chengyuan raised his eyebrows slightly.
Yu Nian looked at Feng Chengyuan and smiled, then offered him the wine in her hand and whispered, "This is the 'Three - Day Drunk'. It's the only jar in the Pure - Heart Taoist Temple. I dug it out secretly."
Feng Chengyuan glanced at her and draped his coat with a faint minty scent and body heat over Yu Nian's shoulders. He took the wine cup and smelled it, then frowned slightly. "It's so strong? Will it really make you drunk for three days?"
Yu Nian tilted her head. "If you don't believe it, try it. Or... does Mr. Feng have a low alcohol tolerance?"
Feng Chengyuan looked at Yu Nian with a deep gaze, then raised the wine cup and drained it in one gulp. After three seconds of silence in the air, Feng Chengyuan sat there and slowly closed his eyes.
Yu Nian:.......
"Feng Chengyuan?"
She reached out her finger and gently poked Feng Chengyuan's cheek. He still didn't show any reaction. After his long eyelashes fluttered, his breathing became even.
Yu Nian let out a long sigh. She never expected the drinking session to end so suddenly. However, it was really rare to see someone like Feng Chengyuan who didn't cry or make a fuss after getting drunk but just slept quietly.
Although Yu Nian was strong, Feng Chengyuan was still a tall and long - legged man. She carried and dragged him back to the room with great effort.
It was uncomfortable to sleep with the smell of alcohol, so after Yu Nian settled Feng Chengyuan on the bed, she was going to get a towel to wipe his face.
Just as she opened the door, a shadow enveloped her from behind. Yu Nian's eyes darkened. She quickly turned around with one hand forming a spell gesture, and then... saw Feng Chengyuan standing in front of her with a blank expression.
He still looked as aloof as usual, but the bright starlight in his eyes betrayed the fact that he was drunk.
Yu Nian was both angry and amused. Feng Chengyuan didn't wake up earlier or later, but woke up just after she had struggled to carry him back?
"Be good. Go back to bed and lie down."
Feng Chengyuan frowned slightly, his eyes cold. Just when Yu Nian thought he was going to coldly refuse, Feng Chengyuan nodded, turned around, and lay back on the bed.
There was a strange hint of docility in his over - 1.8 - meter - tall back.
Yu Nian smiled, only to see Feng Chengyuan staring at her without blinking. After a while, he suddenly whispered, "Nian Nian."
Yu Nian was stunned. Thinking that Feng Chengyuan had something to say to her, she walked up to him and looked at him in confusion.
Feng Chengyuan walked to the clothes rack, rummaged through it, and then stuffed something into Yu Nian's hand all at once.
Yu Nian looked down and saw a string of extremely round and high - quality pearl bracelets. Feng Chengyuan quietly looked at her, like a primary school student waiting for praise.
Yu Nian was a bit dazed. "Why are you suddenly giving me a gift?"
The sandalwood that soothed the mind surrounded Feng Chengyuan. He calmed down again, but his eyebrows were tightly knitted, as if he was trying to understand Yu Nian's words. Then he suddenly raised his head. In his eyes, besides a strong sense of disbelief, there seemed to be some other emotions. "You accept the gift from Liu Mo. Why don't you accept mine?"
I don't know if it was Yu Nian's illusion, but there was a faint hint of grievance in Feng Chengyuan's tone at this moment.
Only then did Yu Nian realize what Feng Chengyuan had been doing during the time he disappeared during the day. She was both amused and exasperated. She patted Feng Chengyuan soothingly. "Mr. Feng's gifts are naturally the best in the world. It's getting late. Go to sleep early."
Feng Chengyuan seemed to sense the perfunctory in Yu Nian's tone. He frowned unhappily. The next moment, he suddenly leaned forward. One of his arms propped on the table beside Yu Nian's waist. His eyes were burning with passion. As he got closer to Yu Nian, his warm breath sprayed on her face, bringing a hint of ambiguous itchiness.
Yu Nian was stunned. "You..."
Feng Chengyuan's breath was cold and persistent, and his voice was slightly hoarse. "Yu Nian, actually I..."