Chapter 147: Senior Sister's Illness, the Tenderness in the Room

Bao'an Hall.

As soon as Luo Zijun entered the door, he heard his master's snoring.

Behind the counter, his senior sister was still not there.

Luo Zijun went straight to the backyard, took off his Bamboo Hat and Mask, and changed into a Confucian robe.

Only then did he return to the front room and shout, "Master!"

Su Dafang was startled and jumped straight up from his chair. When he saw clearly that it was him, he became furious and immediately went to grab a feather duster.

Luo Zijun hurriedly stopped him and said, "Master, please calm your anger. I came here today because I have something to ask for your advice."

Su Dafang glared and said unpleasantly, "I don't know! This old man knows nothing! Even if I knew, I wouldn't know!"

Having said that, he went back to lie down on the chair again.

Luo Zijun walked over and said, "Master, has Senior Sister not returned yet? Didn't you say she would be back tonight?"

Su Dafang glanced at him and said, "What, haven't seen her for a day and you miss her?"

Luo Zijun nodded and said, "I do."

Su Dafang squinted his eyes and said, "How much do you miss her?"

Luo Zijun said, "A day without seeing her is like three autumns."

Su Dafang's face stiffened: "Stop using flowery language with me! Speak like a human!"

Luo Zijun said, "I can't eat well, I can't sleep well, and I'm worried she's being bullied out there."

Su Dafang sneered immediately: "Stop pretending. As long as you don't bully her, no one would dare to bully her."

Luo Zijun said, "Master, where exactly did Senior Sister go? When will she be back?"

Su Dafang said indifferently, "She has already returned and is sleeping upstairs."

"Ah... she's already back?"

Luo Zijun felt relieved and said, "Master, I have a few questions I'd like to ask you."

Su Dafang raised his eyelids to look at him, his expression somewhat serious as he said, "Aren't you going upstairs to see your senior sister? She is sick."

Luo Zijun was stunned: "What kind of sickness?"

Su Dafang's expression was not very good as he said, "She caught a cold while out, and now she's running a fever. She's so delirious that she doesn't even recognize me."

Luo Zijun's expression changed. Just as he was about to go upstairs, he suddenly asked in confusion, "Master, aren't you a doctor? Have you brewed medicine for her?"

Su Dafang sighed: "I brewed it, but she won't drink it."

Luo Zijun glanced upstairs, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Then let Senior Sister rest well; I won't go up to disturb her."

Su Dafang's face sank immediately, and he said angrily, "Are you really so heartless? Your senior sister is sick, and you won't even go up to take a look?"

Luo Zijun said, "The point is, it's useless for me to go up and look."

Su Dafang immediately got up from his chair and prepared to find the feather duster again.

Luo Zijun hurriedly stopped him and said, "Master, let me ask you a few questions first. I'll go up to see Senior Sister in a moment. If you've brewed the medicine, I'll take it up and feed it to her. Don't worry, if I feed her, she will definitely eat."

Su Dafang immediately snorted and said, "What makes you so sure that if you feed her, she will definitely eat?"

Luo Zijun said, "Master, that girl is sick now. If I pinch her now, does she have the strength to fight back? If she doesn't eat, I'll pinch her hard until she cries out."

"Smack!"

Su Dafang immediately slapped him on the head and said angrily, "I'll make you cry out first! Your senior sister is sick, and you actually want to take advantage of her weakness to pinch her? Where is your conscience? Was it eaten by a dog?"

Luo Zijun said in a low voice, "Master, I said that on purpose."

"Doing it on purpose is not allowed either!"

Su Dafang's temper today was clearly even more explosive than yesterday, and the more he looked at him, the angrier he became, wishing he could give him a few more slaps.

His own good granddaughter, all because of him...

"If you have something to say, spit it out!"

He sat back down on the chair with a dark face.

Luo Zijun rubbed his head and then said, "Master, you have traveled north and south for so many years and have seen all kinds of people and things. I wonder if you have ever heard of demons cultivating and taking human form?"

Su Dafang frowned: "Demons cultivating and taking human form?"

Luo Zijun went over, pulled up a small stool, sat down beside him, and said, "The weasel demon I killed last time was a demon that had taken human form. I heard that for a demon to take human form, it takes at least several hundred years of cultivation, and even after taking human form, there are many taboos; if one is not careful, they will still reveal their demonic traits."

Su Dafang said, "I have heard people mention this as well. Although demons can reach the realm of taking human form and turn into human appearance, there are still many taboos, and some traits cannot be changed for the time being. For example, I heard that some fish demons who turn into humans cannot be exposed to the sun for long and need to soak in water for a while every day, otherwise their legs will turn back into fish tails. Some wolves who turn into humans still need to eat raw meat and fresh blood often, otherwise they might go mad. Other animals that turn into humans also have more or less some taboos and retain some of their original traits."

Luo Zijun said, "Master, I have also heard that some demons, wanting to become truly human, will abandon their physical bodies after reaching a certain realm and go through reincarnation. In that case, they become a real human. Is that true?"

Su Dafang frowned and looked at him, saying, "Who did you hear that from?"

Luo Zijun said, "I read it in a book."

Su Dafang pondered for a moment and said, "I have heard of such things as well. However, most demons would not do this."

Luo Zijun said, "Why is that?"

Su Dafang snorted and said, "Demons cultivate against the will of heaven. To take human form takes at least several hundred years, or even thousands of years. After going through all kinds of hardships and life-and-death trials, having finally cultivated a body of power, if they abandon their physical body and go through reincarnation just to become a real human, then their lifelong cultivation will be destroyed in an instant. If it were you, would you be willing?"

Luo Zijun was silent for a moment and said, "Can't the cultivation be brought along through reincarnation?"

Su Dafang sneered, "How is that possible? Will your current foot fetish be brought into your next life?"

"Master, I don't have a foot fetish."

Luo Zijun defended himself in a low voice.

Su Dafang "tsk"ed and ignored him.

Luo Zijun asked again, "What about memories? Are the previous memories still there?"

Su Dafang thought for a moment and said, "Perhaps they are, or perhaps not. Maybe when the demon truly decides to reincarnate, it will actively erase all memories of being a demon. After all, it has already abandoned everything to become a human, so why keep the memories of a demon?"

Luo Zijun was silent for a while, then suddenly looked at him and said, "Master, you seem to know a lot about demon affairs. You wouldn't happen to be an old demon yourself, would you?"

"Smack!"

Su Dafang slapped him on the head and cursed, "If I were an old monster, you would be the first one I'd eat!"

Luo Zijun rubbed his head, stood up, and said, "I'm going upstairs to check on Senior Sister. By the way, where is the medicine?"

Su Dafang said irritably, "In the kitchen, on the stove."

Luo Zijun, preoccupied with his thoughts, went to the kitchen in the back.

Upon seeing the medicine already brewed on the stove, he immediately stopped overthinking, hurriedly grabbed a bowl, poured the medicine, and carried it out.

It seemed Senior Sister was truly ill.

He immediately carried the steaming medicine upstairs and arrived at the door of Senior Sister's room.

"Senior Sister, are you awake?"

He called out softly at the door.

There was no response from inside the room.

"Senior Sister, I've brought you your medicine."

Luo Zijun raised his hand and knocked on the door once.

There was still no response from inside.

Just as he was hesitating, his master's impatient voice suddenly came from downstairs: "What are you dawdling for, you brat? Just go straight in, why all the nonsense? What, are you afraid of the rule that men and women shouldn't touch, and that you'll see something you shouldn't? Do you really think of yourself as an outsider?"

Luo Zijun turned his head and said to downstairs, "Master, why isn't this house soundproof? Can you hear me talking from here? Why don't you go out first? Otherwise, I feel embarrassed."

"You..."

Su Dafang was just about to get up and curse, but suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "Fine! I'll go out! I'm leaving right now! I'll die outside tonight and won't come back!"

Having said that, he stormed out of the shop in a rage, even slamming the door shut and locking it.

Luo Zijun's mouth twitched, and only then did he reach out and gently push open the bedroom door.

In the room, the curtains were drawn, and the light was dim.

A young girl with long, jet-black hair draped over her shoulders was lying quietly on the bed, wrapped in a quilt. Her face, usually pure and charmingly beautiful, was now pale and bloodless. Her eyes, which had opened at some point, were staring at him in a daze.

Luo Zijun's heart gave a sudden tug; he hurriedly carried the medicine inside and placed it carefully on the table.

Then he went to close the door and pulled back some of the curtains in front of the window.

A ray of golden sunset spilled in through the window, and the room suddenly became a bit brighter.

Luo Zijun hurriedly went over and said, "Senior Sister, get up and drink some medicine."

Without waiting for the girl to answer, he had already reached his hand behind her neck, gently helped her up, then moved her back to lean against the propped-up pillows.

Just as Luo Zijun was about to pick up the medicine, the girl on the bed looked at him and suddenly said faintly, "You touched my chest."

Luo Zijun looked at her and said, "I don't think so."

When he was holding her to move her just now, perhaps he had touched it; who could help it when that part of her was so large and so towering? It was unavoidable when holding her.

"You touched it."

Su Qingling looked at him calmly and said.

Luo Zijun picked up the medicine, handed it to her lips, and said, "Then let's say I touched it. Drink the medicine first."

Su Qingling did not drink the medicine first, but instead extended two slender, onion-white fingers, pinched his chest lightly, then withdrew them and said, "We're even."

"Childish."

Luo Zijun rolled his eyes at her, scooped up a spoonful of medicine, handed it to her lips, and said, "Drink it quickly." Su Qingling did not open her mouth, but looked at him and said, "You first."

Luo Zijun was speechless: "I'm not sick."

Su Qingling's pitch-black eyes watched him quietly for a while, then she said, "When you were little, you were sick and wouldn't drink your medicine. Do you remember what I did?"

Luo Zijun shook his head.

He didn't remember.

Su Qingling looked at him for a while longer, then took the spoon from his hand, slowly handed it to his lips, and said, "I would coax you... I would take a sip first, then feed you a sip. If it's bitter... we'll be bitter together."

Luo Zijun was stunned, his expression dazed for a moment. He didn't speak again, but slowly opened his mouth and drank the first spoonful of medicine.

The medicine entered his mouth; it was indeed very bitter.

However, it didn't seem that bitter anymore.

He silently took the spoon, scooped another spoonful from the bowl, and handed it to her lips.

!

Only then did Su Qingling slowly open her mouth and drink it.

For the third spoonful, Luo Zijun fed it into his own mouth and silently swallowed it.

Then the fourth spoonful was fed into her mouth.

Looking at the pale and beautiful face before him, looking at those gentle eyes that had suddenly shed their coldness and arrogance, at this moment, he suddenly felt that whatever enemies, whatever White Snake, whatever monsters, whatever noble people—he didn't care about any of them. Everything seemed to have suddenly become insignificant.

Except for the girl before him.

"Wipe..."

Su Qingling looked at him with serene eyes and said softly.

The medicine juice flowed down the corner of her mouth into her fair swan-like neck, and then, it passed over her beautiful, fair collarbone...

Luo Zijun put down the spoon and extended his sleeve, preparing to help her wipe it.

Su Qingling, however, looked at him quietly and said

Luo Zijun: "..."

"Boring."

Luo Zijun used his sleeve to wipe the corner of her mouth directly, ignored the other spots, put down the bowl, and said, "Alright, lie down and sleep."

Su Qingling looked at him quietly for a while longer, then suddenly extended her slender, jade-like finger, wiped away the drop of medicine juice that had already disappeared, and then her jade finger followed the line where the medicine juice had flowed, slowly wiping upward, from her collarbone to her neck, and then to the corner of her mouth. Finally, that finger went into her own mouth and she sucked on it lightly.

Then, that slender, jade-like finger, glistening with the girl's saliva, was extended in front of him, and she said softly, "Do you want to taste it?"

Luo Zijun froze in place, not moving an inch.

"Kneel down, lick my shoe, and say you will be loyal to me forever, and I will let you taste it."

The young girl's originally pale face, at some unknown moment, suddenly regained some color and spirit; those eyes, which had been somewhat weary, were now watery and charming, full of allure, and her entire person had once again recovered that pure yet seductive, soul-captivating, and heart-stirring appearance and temperament.

Luo Zijun suddenly said, "You come down and kneel, lick my shoe, and say you will be loyal to me forever, and I will taste it."

The young girl met his gaze for a moment, slowly withdrew that finger, and stuffed it back into her small mouth, as if deliberately teasing him.

Luo Zijun ignored her, went over to hold her, moved her downward to let her lie flat, then helped her adjust the pillow and tucked her in with the quilt.

The young girl's watery eyes watched him quietly from beginning to end, and that finger remained in her mouth, like an infant sucking on its digit, her appearance actually looking somewhat cute and dazed.

"Senior Sister, if you are sick, rest well and stop tempting me. You have no strength right now; if I were to suddenly lose control and explode from the temptation, I fear you would cry."

Luo Zijun warned.

The young girl was quiet for a moment, then whispered, "How would you explode?"

"Pinch you! Pinch you hard!"

Luo Zijun reached out and gently pinched her pert, delicate nose, suddenly discovering that her skin was very cold, so he quickly touched her forehead and found it was even colder.

He hurriedly helped her wrap up in the quilt again, then went to the wardrobe to get another quilt and covered her with it on top.

Then he went to pull the curtains shut.

The room immediately returned to darkness.

Luo Zijun came to the bedside, looked at her quiet face, and whispered, "Senior Sister, are you cold?"

The young girl said, "Cold."

Luo Zijun comforted her softly, "It's alright, once you've taken the medicine and had a sleep, you will be fine."

The young girl whispered, "I won't be fine, unless..."

Luo Zijun said, "Unless what?"

The young girl said, "I am cold."

Luo Zijun walked to the wardrobe again, found there were no more quilts inside, thought for a moment, and took a quilt directly from his Storage Bag and covered her with it again.

"Now, you shouldn't be cold anymore."

Luo Zijun squatted by the bed, looking at her pale and beautiful face.

The young girl was quiet for a moment and said, "I am going to be crushed to death by you."

Luo Zijun: "..."

"It's fine, just let it press, endure it, and it will be over."

Luo Zijun said very earnestly.

The young girl stared at him for a while and said, "Do you like it?"

Luo Zijun said, "Like what?"

The young girl looked at his eyes.

Luo Zijun suddenly stood up, took her white dress and white socks out of his Storage Bag, and said, "Senior Sister, the dress and silk socks have been washed for you; I washed them with my own hands. Check them, they are clean, spotless, and also smell fragrant."

The young girl said, "You smelled them?"

Luo Zijun nodded and said, "Yes."

The young girl said nothing more, her eyes watching him quietly.

After a moment.

She said, "Put them on me."

Luo Zijun refused, "You are still sick, it is not good to move around. Lie down and sleep well; I will come to see you tomorrow."

As he spoke, he prepared to take his leave, but suddenly asked in confusion, "By the way, Senior Sister, which relative's house did you go to yesterday? Where does that relative live? And how did you get sick?"

The young girl watched him quietly without answering.

"Rest well. I hope that when I come tomorrow, you will be able to continue jumping around and hitting me. At that time, I won't fight back, truly, I won't fight back."

After Luo Zijun finished speaking, he left the room.

He stood outside the door for a while before going downstairs, then discovered that the shop door had been locked from the outside.

"Master, open the door!"

He shouted toward the outside.

However, there was no response from outside.

At this time, the setting sun had already dipped below the mountains, and the night curtain had silently descended.

Luo Zijun waited a while longer, walked to the window, pushed it open, and prepared to climb out.

But just at this moment, Su Dafang suddenly appeared outside the window and said with a cold face, "Your Senior Sister is sick to that extent, and you aren't staying with her?"

Luo Zijun said, "I have already stayed with her, and I fed her the medicine."

Su Dafang glanced at him coldly, closed the window directly, and said from outside, "Continue to stay with her, leave tomorrow."

Luo Zijun said, "Master..."

"Creak..."

The window suddenly opened again.

Su Dafang, with a cold face, handed him a pale yellow bead and said, "Eat it."

Luo Zijun was stunned, took it in his hand, and said, "Master, what is this?"

Looking at it, it seemed somewhat familiar, like...

"The demon core of that weasel demon."

Su Dafang said coldly, then handed him a book and said, "This book, 'Seduction Piercing the Firmament', is also returned to you. After eating this demon core, you can practice this cultivation technique. That demon core still contains powerful demon energy; if you absorb it all, advancing two levels should be no problem."

Luo Zijun was dazed and said, "Master, this demon core..."

"It has already been refined, you can eat it directly; it won't poison you to death."

Su Dafang shut the window directly, seemingly unwilling to waste any more breath on him.

Luo Zijun looked at the demon core in his hand that had changed its appearance, then glanced at the cultivation technique in his other hand, feeling somewhat incredulous: "Master, who refined this demon core? How do you know that eating it can allow me to advance two levels in a row?"

Su Dafang said coldly from outside the window: "I once saved a person who is now a Grandmaster Alchemist. We happened to meet yesterday, and when I mentioned it, he agreed immediately. As for whether you can advance two levels in a row, he said it still depends on your own ability."

"Master..."

"No need to thank me. If you want to thank someone, go upstairs and thank your Senior Sister. If it weren't for her, would I have helped you?"

Luo Zijun stood silently in front of the window for a while, then suddenly said to the outside: "Master, rest assured, when you are old and can no longer walk, Senior Sister and I will take care of you together. And as for your coffin money, I will definitely help you save enough."

There was a brief silence outside, followed by a sudden cold sneer: "Take care of yourself first; you've been living off others since you were small, have you no shame?"

Luo Zijun: "..."

(End of this chapter)