kvmb Chapter 194: Damn it, my disciple is the Demon Lord 13
Chapter 194: Damn it, my disciple is the Demon Lord 13
Shi Qing came back to his senses, propped himself up and sat up, and touched the head of the bed out of habit, but it was empty.
"Where's my Bai Ling?"
"I didn't see you when I rescued you. Maybe you lost it."
Xiaoxue walked over to her and handed her a bowl. "This is the medicine they made for you. It's to keep you warm and keep you warm."
Shi Qing took it, but did not drink it immediately. He raised his eyes and said, "You took my storage bag."
This sentence is not a rhetorical question, but an affirmative tone.
Xiaoxue was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Are all immortal cultivators as perceptive as you?"
"My storage bag is restricted, you can't open it."
There was still the aura of spiritual energy she left on it, which could be sensed quickly from a short distance, not to mention that Xiaoxue did not try to hide it.
"Tsk, boring." Xiaoxue took out a storage bag from her bosom and threw it towards Shi Qing.
Shi Qing reached out to take it, put it away, and then lowered her head to smell the bowl. She had taken so many medicines before, and was very familiar with some of the smells.
After confirming that there was nothing wrong, she drank it in one gulp. The bitter taste of the medicine spread in her mouth, and she couldn't help but frowned.
Seeing that she looked calm and didn't seem to care about her behavior at all, Xiaoxue couldn't help but ask her: "Aren't you curious about why I took your things?"
"No matter what your reason is, I have been on guard against you from the beginning."
"why?"
Shi Qing put the bowl aside, hugged the little fox, and said slowly:
"I'm just blind, not blind in heart. Any living creature will have its own unique scent. Even objects that have been in contact with living people for a long time will be more or less contaminated. The reason I jumped over the wall to your house was to make sure there was no living person inside."
She had plenty of spiritual energy at that time, so there was no reason why she couldn't feel Xiaoxue's presence.
Unless she has a high level of cultivation or uses a special magical tool to hide it.
Xiaoxue sneered, and said in a gloomy tone: "Maybe you are wrong."
Shi Qing turned to her direction accurately and said, "I rarely make mistakes. You do have the aura of the dead."
The air around him suddenly became cold, the light in the house dimmed, and a chilly wind blew.
The little fox hissed alertly, but Shi Qing seemed not to notice and stroked its fur to soothe it.
"As for why you are still 'alive', that is not within my consideration, and what happens to you in the future is none of my business."
Xiaoxue was silent for a while, her voice cold and sharp: "You are right, I am dead, I died a year ago."
She moved, and sat casually on a wooden stool, with a dazed look on her face, and said to herself:
"Ten years ago, my father was poisoned by a strange poison. An immortal said that only the guardian statue of the Java tribe could cure this poison. So my family came here from afar..."
However, no one except the elders of the Javanese tribe may enter the holy land, even if human lives are at stake.
A year later, her father died.
Five years later, my mother passed away due to overwork and excessive worry.
She was the only one left here.
A place where I have no relatives and it is completely unfamiliar.
In order to survive, she had done all kinds of dirty and tiring work, and it was common for her to be hungry and catch a cold.
Until last year, when she died on a snowy night.
To be precise, she was not completely dead. She became a ghost and survived in the form of a strange soul.
After listening to her story, Shi Qing remained calm, "So, you were the one who broke into the sacred place of the Jawa tribe?"
Xiaoxue laughed and admitted openly: "Yes, I did it."
Unable to come to terms with her father's death, she wanted to find out who the so-called guardian statue was, so she mixed in with the Java people.
Later, those outsiders found her and taught her a special method to absorb the spiritual power of the holy land with her body until it lost its effect. This is how the guardian statue escaped.
These are slightly different from Shi Qing's guesses, but they are basically correct.
"Can that guardian statue really save your father's life?"
"That guardian statue is just an ice sculpture. How can it save lives? I think what that person was talking about should be the ice crystal stone that you are all looking for."
Shi Qing opened the storage bag and took out the ice crystal stone inside.
A thick, dark atmosphere instantly filled the entire room. Shi Qing felt a little uncomfortable and frowned in thought.
"Ice crystal stone itself is a very dark and yin thing. Prolonged contact with it will affect a person's state of mind and give rise to inner demons. How can such an evil thing detoxify?"
Xiaoxue didn't expect it to be like this. She was stunned for several seconds and suddenly snatched the ice crystal stone.
As soon as you come into contact with it, that terrible black air rushes towards you, causing you to have evil thoughts.
"How could this happen? This is impossible!" Xiaoxue's expression suddenly collapsed and she screamed, "If this can't detoxify, then what's the point of what we're doing?"
They traveled thousands of miles and abandoned their homeland to come to the Java town. Their father was dead, their mother was dead, and even she herself was half-dead.
Now that the truth has been revealed, someone cruelly tells her that it was all fake.
The guardian statue is an ice sculpture, and the cryolite is just an evil object.
All their efforts turned out to be a joke.
Her voice was too miserable and sad. Shi Qing paused and tried to comfort her:
"It's true that ice crystal stone is an evil thing, but if it is washed with the flower juice of the king of flowers, it can be restored to its original purity. In this way, it can still remove poison."
Xiaoxue gritted her teeth and threw the ice crystal stone to the ground with force, making a crisp sound.
Shi Qing was surprised. Seeing this, the little fox jumped out of his arms, quickly picked up the ice crystal stone and put it in Shi Qing's hand.
Shi Qing stroked its head gently.
For a moment, the room fell into dead silence.
After a long time, Xiaoxue's voice without any emotion sounded again:
"Those outsiders were wearing black cloaks. Although I couldn't see their faces clearly, they were the same as me..." Xiaoxue's voice gradually weakened, and the last word was almost lost.
"Hey, where's the little snowman?"
At this moment, the door curtain was opened from the outside, and a strong cold wind rolled in.
Shi Qing looked up in surprise.
The scent of light snow is fading and will soon dissipate in the biting cold snow.
"She went back." She answered with her eyes lowered, not knowing what she was feeling.
The person who came in was the young man who saved her. He uttered a few words of his own national language, but it seemed that he didn't understand what he was saying, so he switched back to his language.
"Did she say anything when she left?" the young man stared at her intently.
Shi Qing shook her head. "She just said she wanted to go home, and nothing else."
"Xiaoxue is really something. She always leaves in a hurry and I originally had something to say to her." The young man complained softly, the depression and disappointment in his tone obvious.
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Afterwards, at the strong request of the Java people, Shi Qing helped them salvage the guardian statue from the water.
I don’t know what their ancestors used to carve it. When it fell into the water, it didn’t freeze or change. It was exactly the same as before.
Without the ice crystal, it stood there fine this time, but its eyes were tightly closed.
The Javanese people believe that eyes are where the spirit resides and should not be looked at directly, hence the design of the eyes being closed.
After experiencing such a big event, they were terrified at first, fearing that the gods would punish them. But they were relieved when they learned that the guardian statue came alive because of the ice crystal stone.
Because Shi Qing helped them transport the huge guardian statue back to the holy land, the warm and heroic Java people invited her to be their guest.
Among them, a Javanese girl named Liwei was particularly lively and enthusiastic.
She had two braids and looked no more than eight or nine years old. She mysteriously took out a lot of small things from a messenger bag she carried with her, then grabbed Shi Qing's hand and insisted on fortune-telling for her.
Seeing that she was lively and cute, Shi Qing was happy to play with her and obediently stretched out his white palm.
Li Xiang looked at her palm, asked her to draw a card, and asked a few questions.
After calculating seriously for a while, Li Xiang said with a serious face, "Sister, you must go to bed early and get up early in the future, and eat more rice, meat and vegetables."
Shi Qing laughed and cooperated very well, "Why?"
Li Xiang frowned, "The divination shows that you will have a miserable life and not live long."
Shi Qing was silent for a moment, and asked her curiously:
"Let's not talk about whether your divination result is correct or not. Why don't you tell me why you should go to bed early and get up early and eat more if you don't have a long life?"
"Because my mother always told me that I should go to bed early and get up early, eat more food, vegetables and meat, so that I can grow up. Otherwise, I will go to see my ancestors. And, I will tell you a secret."
At this point, Li Xiao looked around to make sure no one was paying attention, then leaned in to Shi Qing's ear:
"That's how Sister Xiaoxue died last year."
Hearing this, Shi Qing almost lost his voice, "How did you know?"
"I saw it with my own eyes, and she even buried herself under the big tree in the yard. I told my parents, but they didn't believe me and even scolded me."
Li Xian felt a little aggrieved, and asked Shi Qing in a low voice: "Sister, do you believe it?"
Shi Qing didn’t know what to say and forced a smile.
"Also, you can't tell anyone else, or my mother will punish me."
"Lixiang!"
Seeing the pile of strange things in front of them, a woman rushed over and grabbed the little girl's ears, "You are doing this again!"
The little girl screamed, "Mom, I didn't!"
"Still trying to quibble." The woman gnashed her teeth, turned around and said to Shi Qing in a friendly manner, "Miss Yun, Li Xiang loves to talk nonsense even though she is young. Just treat her as if she is farting."
Hearing such straightforward words, Shi Qing laughed dumbly and said, "It's okay, it's okay. I was just joking with her."
The woman said a few more words and then led Lixiang away. From a distance, they switched to the Javanese language, but I couldn't understand what they were saying.
It's just intimate teaching between family members.
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Six days later, Snow Peak.
Lin Zhou broke off a branch to make a sword and performed the movements according to the instructions in the book.
The theoretical skills in his mind are not yet fully mastered, and his movements are stiff. His powerful moves suddenly become like a remnant of mountains and rivers, and the connection between his movements gives him the feeling of a fledgling bird that has not yet flown.
Every time he made a move, he would hesitate for a moment, pausing after each step. Only then would he slowly put aside the distracting thoughts in his mind and gradually become serious.
The energy gathered in his waist, his wrist turned, and the boy stretched out his elbow suddenly, and a piece of tender green branch suddenly pointed behind him. It took about a quarter of an hour to complete the set of sword moves.
The young man's eyes were bright as the morning sun, his ponytail was flying high behind him, his figure was upright, and his serious attitude showed a bit of high spirits.
"My moves were unfamiliar, my moves were not decisive enough, and I didn't use enough strength."
Behind him, a familiar cold voice sounded after a long time.
Lin Zhou turned back in surprise, only to see a woman with a face as bright as the moon, a calm demeanor, and a faint smile between her bright eyes and dark eyebrows. Her black hair was scattered behind her, her figure was slender, her clothes fluttered, and at first glance she seemed to be aloof from the world.
"Master!"
The young man's eyes suddenly lit up, as clear and pure as a mountain stream in the forest, and like a mirror, revealing the joy of the sky opening up and the clouds parting.
He was so excited that he retracted the branch and trotted towards the woman. When he was about two or three meters away, he stopped. His eyes were still bright, and even the breath he exhaled was filled with surprise.
"Master, you are finally back!"
The owner of Fenghui Courtyard was not at home, but the extremely rare and exotic flowers and plants were well cared for. The tender green leaves swayed in the wind, looking very much like a woman's green dress.
The breeze and light snow were still blowing, but the boy's tone unconsciously became short and rising, which was very different from his usual clear and gentle pronunciation.
Shi Qing smiled and nodded, her dark eyebrows half-curved, the setting sun shone obliquely into her eyes, creating a layer of misty blue halo, flowing like autumn waves.
"Master, your eyes?"
Lin Zhou was stunned, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, his heart skipped a beat for unknown reason, and then began beating very fast, like thunder.
Directly hit by the flowing light, those eyes like sea glass quickly became moist, the thick eyelashes could be clearly counted one by one, and with a slight tremor, physiological tears unconsciously overflowed from the corners of the eyes.
Just at this moment, Shi Qing suddenly walked forward, her steps quick and light, her fragrant black hair brushed across the boy's cheek, causing a secret shudder.
"You used the Broken Star Sword Technique just now?"
Shi Qing raised his hand very quickly and stood under the tree in the courtyard. The large, shiny round leaves cast a cool shade, blocking the undisguised and even offensive peeping of the setting sun.
"Exactly."
Lin Zhou was startled and quickly lowered his head, bowing politely in response.
Now, he became calm instead. The secret emotions that had just emerged in his heart were suppressed before he could explore them clearly, and piled up in some neglected and forgotten corner.
"The Broken Star Sword Technique has no reason to attack, just like thousands of scattered stars, chaotic and disorderly, and there is no beginning or end to the form of the moves. The one introduced in the book is just one of the most commonly used ones. According to what you just did, it should be vigorous, but it is not suitable for your current temperament."
The predicament he had just encountered was fully known to his beloved master. Lin Zhou lowered his head in shame and dared not look directly at the woman's figure.
"I am a dull disciple and cannot comprehend Master's meaning."
Shi Qing used spiritual power from his fingertips, and the branches of the magnolia tree above his head made a rustling sound of leaves colliding with each other.
Lin Zhou raised his eyes and saw the woman's smooth white fingers holding a thin branch, with green and white intertwined, and the pink on the joints was particularly eye-catching.