Chapter 408: then translation of title

Within just a few minutes, the eagle flock retreated, leaving only a forest of white bones on the three altars.

Empty Silence Abbott waved his hand and said to the little monk beside him, "Take care of it, clean it up."

My whole body trembled, my stomach kept churning, several times I almost vomited.

Only after Empty Silence Abbott's figure completely disappeared from our sight did Liu Junyan take me away.

After leaving the territory of Mount Song, I squatted by the roadside, retching continuously.

That was an extreme physiological discomfort.

I couldn't recall the scene just now, yet that bloody, horrifying image refused to leave my mind.

Finally, I was utterly drained, barely able to stand.

Liu Junyan hoisted me onto his back and hurried toward the town ahead.

The horizon gradually turned a fish-belly white.

I lay on Liu Junyan's broad back, watching the sunrise peek out bit by bit, yet my body shivered with cold.

I was overly protected.

Although I was somewhat unfortunate at birth, after being taken back to the pawnshop by my grandmother at age six, my fate was completely rewritten.

These years, I have openly accepted all kinds of goodwill from every direction; the people around me have all been kind to me.

Although I encountered many strange and bizarre things along the way, I have never been so viciously betrayed.

Even though Xue Feng once used tricks to exploit me, she has apologized many times and repeatedly helped me at crucial moments; she feels worse than I do.

But Empty Silence Abbott is different.

He let me see the worst of humanity!

He made me feel true fear.

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Fang ChuanZong brought us breakfast, but I couldn't eat anything.

I listlessly leaned in Liu Junyan's arms, starting with simple retching, then my whole body ached everywhere.

My eyes hurt.

My shoulder blades hurt.

My lower abdomen also ached…

Soon my whole body was drenched in cold sweat, shivering.

"Let's find a place to park in the bustling area ahead," Liu Junyan said. "Old Fang, Xiao Jiu feels unwell; I'll stay with her here to rest for two days before we continue."

Fang ChuanZong asked concernedly, "Do you need me to call a physician to help?"

Liu Junyan refused: "No need, I can treat Xiao Jiu's illness."

"All right," Fang ChuanZong said. "If you need anything, contact me anytime; I'll go handle the bureau filing first."

After Fang ChuanZong's group left, Liu Junyan took me to check into a highly private hotel.

As soon as we entered, he directly carried me to the bathroom.

Warm water poured down, steam enveloping my whole body, and I finally felt a bit better.

The next moment, both of my hands were gripped and braced against the washstand.

My waist was lifted up.

I stared in disbelief at Liu Junyan.

He was also soaked all over, having washed his hair.

He's been too busy lately; his hair has grown a lot longer, and he hasn't had the energy to tend to it.

At this moment, his wet, loose strands swayed with his movements, exuding a natural, carefree, languid sensuality.

"The prescription from the White Medicine Immortal you trust most."

He said.

I wanted to cry but had no tears; this boomerang kept turning and turning, finally falling back down.

Fortunately, the pain all over my body did indeed ease considerably.

Afterward, I curled up in the hotel's soft, fluffy blanket and slept soundly through the night.

Midway, it seemed he lifted me up twice more, dazed, as if I were dreaming.

I also felt a bit regretful.

This guy seems to have been reborn as a starving ghost.

But I must admit, intense exercise truly can empty the mind; the worries, anxieties, fears, and nausea pent up inside dissipate like smoke in a short time.

The next morning, I woke up in an unfamiliar environment, opened my eyes, and felt a moment of dazed confusion.

Immediately I recalled everything that happened yesterday, my face flushed, and I promptly closed my eyes again.

Just then, the door was pushed open, and the aroma of food wafted over.

I heard Liu Junyan set the meal on the table, wash his hands, then lean by the bedside, reach out to tidy the strands by my ear, pinch my earlobe, and whisper softly: "Xiao Jiu, are you awake? Get up, have a bite, then sleep again—I can't tell if you're sleeping too deeply or have fainted from hunger."

This man!

How do I suddenly feel as if I've returned to the very beginning again?

How could I forget that his mouth is inherently poisonous!

He obviously knew I was pretending to sleep; he spoke, then reached in, pulled me straight out of the blankets, and set me on a chair.

I jumped up; fortunately I was wearing pajamas, and I pattered off to brush my teeth and wash my face.

I am truly hungry.

I haven't eaten for a day and two nights; my stomach is long empty.

This hunger is a genuine bodily hunger; the Little Guy, however, is not hungry.

He's been eating really well these days.

Liu Junyan sat close beside me, resting her chin on my shoulder, and asked concernedly, "Does it still hurt?"

I shook my head: "No longer painful."

"'Really, the medicine works wonders.' Liu Junyan joked, 'The White Medicine Immortal's medical skill is no empty reputation.'"

I immediately rolled my eyes at him, then shoved a steamed soup dumpling into his mouth to shut him up.

Liu Junyan wasn't annoyed either; she just gave a hehe laugh.

One hand slowly ate the steamed soup dumpling, while the other gently pinched the soft flesh on my waist.

I didn't stop her.

After living together for a while, I noticed that only when he was truly relaxed did he make so many little gestures toward me—he loves to touch my hair, pinch my earlobe, hook my finger…

After we had eaten and drunk our fill, I asked him: "After we return to Wufu Town to rest a bit, should we go first to Ox Tiger Mountain or to the South of the Ridges?"

Liu Junyan pondered: "I'm afraid we won't get to choose ourselves; at the moment the bell of the Great Perfection rings, many people who could still maintain a wait-and-see attitude will no longer be able to sit still; if we do nothing, we will respond to all changes with constancy."

I agreed with his viewpoint.

I packed up the takeout boxes, Liu Junyan organized the luggage: "The clothes I took off earlier I threw away—they're all bloody, dirty and unlucky; when we get back I'll buy you new ones."

I smiled and said okay.

In the evening we returned to Dang Pu, Li Qingying prepared a big table of delicious food to welcome us and wash away the dust; the beds were also tidied up clean and fresh, with the scent of gardenia flowers.

Everyone gathered around; the big round table was fully occupied, and everyone chatted while eating.

Mainly I was describing what had happened these past few days; sighs and astonishment filled the table.

Liu Junyan also made some summaries and arrangements, reminding everyone to be especially careful going forward.

Our Dang Pu's greatest test is about to arrive.

At that time Li Qingying's complexion was already somewhat poor.

After we finished eating, cleaned up the utensils, and tidied up, she looked at me several times, wanting to speak but stopping herself.

I knew she had something on her mind, so I asked: "Sister Qingying, while we were away these past few days, did Dang Pu get any customers?"

Li Qingying hesitated for a long time before saying: "You've just come back; I don't want to tire you, but…"

"'It's fine, go ahead—I've already rested.' I said."

Li Qingying then took my hand to the room where the fridge is, and she reached out to open the fresh-keeping compartment.

The fresh-keeping compartment held five or six transparent boxes.

Each box contains something, with fluffy little ears, a pink chubby long nose, and a thin long tail...