Chapter 321

Early the next morning, after seeing his son for the last time and burying the corpse, Sun Daqiang took the soul-guiding magic treasure and came to the door.

In his impression, Taoist masters always woke up early to do their exercises, so seeing Jin Chen woken up annoyed by the knocking made his heart almost jump to his throat.

"Master Jin Chen, I'm sorry to visit so early."

Sun Daqiang put everything down and repeatedly apologized embarrassedly.

He looked much older today, but his eyes were clear and his expression not overly sorrowful; it seemed he had finally accepted his son's fate of entering the underworld and being reincarnated.

"Did you understand yesterday's plan?" Jin Chen, wearing a long-sleeved pajama top with his hair loosely draped behind him, furrowed his brows and asked Sun Daqiang, a hint of sleepy irritation still in his eyes.

He put a cup of tea in front of Sun Daqiang.

"I understand, rest assured, I will definitely help Master An guide the soul back." Sun Daqiang said firmly.

If it weren't for the two of them, his son might have been trapped there forever, becoming a lonely wandering ghost for life; this kindness he must repay.

"Chen Ge."

Hearing the commotion outside, An Wushang yawned, got up, poked his head out to look, and his ahoge swayed amidst his messy hair.

"Why are you up so early?"

Jin Chen's tone suddenly softened; seeing the boy hadn't changed clothes, he quickly walked into the bedroom and shut the door behind him.

Sun Daqiang: "……"

The middle-aged man, advanced in years, trembled as he lifted the water from the tea table and took a sip.

So that's the relationship between these two Taoist masters; no wonder Master Chen cares so much about guiding the soul.

In the bedroom, before An Wushang could clearly see who the guest was, the scene turned into Jin Chen's relaxed, smiling handsome face.

He gulped nervously and said, "What are you doing?"

"You know there's a guest, yet you didn't change out of your sleepwear." Jin Chen pinched his cheek in a punishing manner, though his tone held no blame.

An Wushang looked at his similarly sleep-clad body, his gaze moving from the collar to the long legs, then back to meet his eyes, the meaning clear.

"You're wearing sleepwear too."

Jin Chen turned him toward the bedroom mirror, solemnly saying, "Sleepwear also varies by amount of fabric."

In the mirror, the two stood front and back, their pose somewhat intimate; An Wushang wore barely-there sleepwear—a pure cotton tank top and matching shorts that just reached his thighs—while Jin Chen was in dark long robes, one arm wrapped around his waist.

An Wushang could even feel Jin Chen's hanging hair brushing his shoulder, sending a shiver of itchiness.

His cheeks even suddenly flushed red.

An Wushang: "!!"

How had he never before felt that this set of sleepwear was so… wanton!

Wanton An Wushang took a deep breath, dared not look at the mirror's strange pose of the two, lowered his head, escaped from Jin Chen's embrace, jumped onto the bed and burrowed into the blankets, turning himself into a silkworm cocoon.

He couldn't believe he had actually slept this long in these clothes with Chen Ge!

"So from now on, in front of outsiders, you should dress better; boys also need to learn to protect themselves."

Jin Chen's amused voice sounded from outside the blankets; An Wushang shifted, indicating he had heard.

Immediately, the sound of rustling fabric came in again; in the dark little space inside the blankets, he pondered, Chen Ge should be changing clothes now.

Thinking of those words again, he instantly became unsettled.

What does "in front of outsiders" mean—could Chen Ge be his inner person?

Chaotic thoughts surged again; An Wushang rolled over a few times, his mind filled with the scene he had just seen in the mirror.

【Villain Heartthrob Value detected: 5, total now 40!】

Jin Chen changed his clothes, no longer teasing the boy; he simply walked to the blankets, split open the cocoon, ruffled his soft hair, and said, "Hurry up and change, today we can retrieve your evil soul."

"Mm-hmm!" An Wushang only poked his head out of the blankets, nodded firmly, the flush on his face not yet faded, watching Jin Chen leave the bedroom.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting."

Hearing the voice, Sun Daqiang hurriedly stood up, "No, no, I came too early, I disturbed the two Taoist masters'… uh, exchange."

Jin Chen finally showed a hint of a smile, gestured for Sun Daqiang to indicate the soul-guiding sequence needed after entering the formation, so he could adapt at the best moment and lead Fu Xizhou into the formation.

At the same time, he glanced at the message from Cheng Luosheng on his phone to confirm his current progress.

"Good morning, Mr. Sun." Fully dressed, An Wushang finally came out, naturally and subconsciously sat beside Jin Chen, and yawned.

Meanwhile, at the Daoist Association residence.

When Cheng Luosheng received the urging message, he had just used the forbidden spell given by Jin Chen to suppress Luosheng's soul, then faced the mirror to imitate Luosheng's expression and demeanor.

Based on his observations over these days, he suspected Luosheng had previously been a male entertainer, his movements light and graceful, and he would show his most harmless, soft side in front of Fu Xizhou, his eyes full of unconscious flattery and reliance.

After adjusting his expression in front of the mirror for a long time, he finally managed a passable imitation.

He patted his chest, held two cups of tea, and entered the rear courtyard where Fu Xizhou currently was.

Only Luosheng would normally come here; he even threatened to devour souls to forbid anyone from entering at will.

"A Zhou…" Cheng Luosheng deliberately mimicked Luosheng's tone, softened his voice, and goosebumps rose all over his body.

A red shadow drifted past; Fu Xizhou appeared before him, embracing him tightly, "You came a bit earlier today."

"I dreamed of some past events last night and wanted to see you soon."

Cheng Luosheng tried his best to relax his body, half-leaning in his embrace, as the two walked toward the courtyard stone table; Fu Xizhou flicked his robe sleeve, sat down, and pulled the person into his embrace, noticing that today he felt no repulsion, and instantly overjoyed.

He had only felt yesterday that his strength had recovered somewhat, and today the repulsion feeling had vanished—indeed, it was this issue.

Then, as long as I completely seize the young Celestial Master's soul and let Luosheng merge with this body, they can truly stay together forever.

"Things from the past, ah..." Fu Xizhou's eyes also shifted, showing a hint of heartache, and he instinctively placed his hand on Cheng Luosheng's chest.

"If we were still in our previous life, this spot would be hurting again."

Cheng Luosheng clenched his back molars, forced out a bitter smile, lowered his head, and whispered.

"It's all in the past; we're fine now. Yesterday I went and... spoke with this body's grandfather, and he agreed to summon that young Celestial Master for a re-evaluation."

While speaking, he handed the tea to Fu Xizhou, and he himself tilted his head back and drank a cup.

Fu Xizhou had not the slightest doubt; perhaps he had sunk into the memories of his previous life, the sorrow in his eyes had not yet faded, and subconsciously he finished the tea.

Immediately his left hand was nicked by a tiny crack in the porcelain cup, startling him back to awareness, and a drop of blood welled up.