CH 86

Chapter 86 – February 14



All eyes in the entire inn were focused on them. 



Song Qingshi instinctively wanted to deny that he had a child, but the child looked too much like him… the skin color, face shape, hair and nose were exactly like his. His eyes and mouth looked like Feng Jun’s. From a genetics point of view, no one would believe that wasn’t his child…



Feng Jun sighed. He took the Inextinguishable Peak to stand against the entire immortal realm, to cleanse the filth, and to vent his resentment through slaughter. He didn’t dare to guarantee that he would be successful, but it was highly probable that Song Qingshi would return to this world, and he might do so in another body. The Luminous Dragon was a snake yao, and he recognized people’s identity through sensing their smell and soul. And so, he raised the Luminous Dragon into a great yao, setting it aside for Song Qingshi to be his shield.



The Luminous Dragon was loyal and devoted to Song Qingshi. Its thoughts were pure and honest. There weren’t any major issues in the first place…



He let the snake stay on the Inextinguishable Peak, and planned to hand it over to Song Qingshi as a yao pet after a few days. However, things that are too stupid always resist control — just like Song Jincheng, who often thought magical thoughts and walked magical paths…… 



This rotten snake unexpectedly dared to call him “mommy”?



Actually, he wanted to take advantage of this trend to formalize their identity as Daoist companions, to stamp him with his Daoist companion mark, and drag the other back to the nest.



However, how was he going to he explain to Song Qingshi how they gave birth to a “son” once his identity as a man is revealed in bed?



Feng Jun once again put on the thin cotton gloves. He wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk with this stupid snake.



The Luminous Dragon noticed the crisis, and screamed desperately while holding on tightly to Song Qingshi’s thigh, unwilling to let go. However, it was under a curse, forbidding it from saying the words “Yue Wuhuan”. It also didn’t know the name of this incarnation. It opened its mouth several times but couldn’t say anything. It could only keep crying out, “Daddy, help! ”



The tongues of the people around them were starting to wag, accusing this pair of being irresponsible parents.



Song Qingshi was lost in thought…



Song Jincheng cautiously said, “Could it be that Feng Jun is the person you’re looking for? You two even have child already?” 



Feng Jun stopped and looked at Song Qingshi.



Song Qingshi calmed down and carefully looked at Feng Jun’s face and figure. He then stretched out his hand, and gently touched his gorgeous facial features, the teardrop mole under his left eye…The dark golden pupils reflected only his figure, carrying with it traces of indescribable complex emotions. He felt his head hurt again, some obstruction was preventing him from thinking further…



The symptoms of this partial amnesia were very interesting.



His memory was resisting something. Didn’t this mean that such a thing once already existed in his memory? 



Was this a case of ‘a cover up only make matters worse’?

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Song Qingshi thought for a long time and laughed. He picked up the Luminous Snake and put it on his lap to tease it. “I can’t remember the past anymore. Maybe he really is my son. If no one comes to claim him, then he can just stay. Maybe he can help me slowly recover my memory. Child, what’s your name?”



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Feng Jun looked at the Luminous Dragon. He took a deep breath, and tried to control his emotions. These past years, he has been a lot more tolerant of this stupid snake. It was party due to this pleasing face, its relatively clean temperament. Looking from a distance, it was a bit like when Song Qingshi was a child. It allayed his emotions and gave him a bit of comfort. 



Back then, Song Qingshi left without saying goodbye. But he had left too few things to remember him by… He drew countless portraits in private, and made many moving images using illusory talismans. He placed them in Wutong Tower but there was always something wrong with these lifeless things. He felt that these things tainted Song Qingshi’s existence and he gradually destroyed them all. He no longer wanted to use fake things to remember.



He forced himself to let all the things Song Qingshi liked to remain — including the Medicine King’s Valley, the peach blossom forest, the laboratory, the library, as well as Qing Luan, Ming Hong, and the Luminous Dragon…



Later, these things slowly changed.



The building were weathered and decayed with time. Along with the repairs, all traces were finally erased. The peach blossom forest was burned down when the trash counterattacked and laid siege to the Medicine King’s Valley. The people he and Song Qingshi knew, one by one, passed away or broke through to Fen Shen. There weren’t a lot that remained until now. 



Song Qingshi once said that to live was hope, so he asked him not to destroy the whole world.



He did everything as instructed.



However, Song Qingshi returned with a mission after all, a mission to save someone else…



He could only force himself to accept it. 



I hate it. I hate Heaven. I hate the system. I hate everything in the world…



He looked at Song Qingshi. He fiercely bit his finger, suppressing all his desires. He wanted to go crazy, but he couldn’t go crazy.



Song Qingshi pulled his finger out of his mouth. “Don’t bite, you might get hurt.”



“I forgot myself.” Feng Jun laughed and teased the Luminous Dragon, “Although I can’t remember anymore, this child is so cute.” 



He felt that he’d been worrying about too many things, which was the only reason these idiots managed to drag into into a ditch. He’ll let them kick up a row for now. He’ll see what Song Qingshi’s intentions were. If he couldn’t get the answer he wanted, he will execute the final plan to destroy this loathsome world, kill all living beings, eliminate all correct and wrong answers.  He’ll lock up Song Qingshi’s soul behind a barrier that the system couldn’t reach, where only he could be selected.



Therefore, he absolutely won’t fail.



The Luminous Dragon sensed danger in his increasingly gentle smile and stiffened.



Feng Jun leaned to his ear and asked softly, “Do you want to eat mice or carrion?” 



“Mice,” As soon as the Luminous Dragon finished speaking, it realized that something wasn’t right. It immediately retracted its answer, and answered cutely, “No, Xiao Bai wants to eat meat…”



Feng Jun scooped up the vegetables on the table, and, using the most loving expression and the toughest movements, stuffed it bit by bit into its mouth. “Children shouldn’t be picky eaters.”



Song Qingshi nodded and said, “Yes.”



The Luminous Dragon didn’t dare resist. It ate with tears almost dripping out of its eyes. 



…



It was getting dark, Song Jincheng said that he was exhausted from being chased by the snake and went to rest early.



Feng Jun said that children should sleep with their “mother”, and ignoring the Luminous Dragon’s objections, dragged it to his room. The Luminous Dragon tried to ask for help, but Song Qingshi, while reading book, told it, “There is no father in this world who dare not listen to the mother. You can go with peace of mind.”



Two loud noises came from Feng Jun’s room. The soundproof barrier fell, and no sounds of movement could be heard anymore. 



Song Qingshi was reclining against the Luohan chair, holding a novel in his hand. But he was actually thinking about the contents of the notebook and he had not turned a page for a long time.



Feng Jun came in with a bowl of ice cream and placed it on the short table. He found that Song Qingshi was reading a book and not paying attention to things around him. And so, he sat on the opposite side and unbridled-ly looked him up and down… After so many years, he still liked this person so much he could hardly bear it. His eyes, nose, mouth, body, skin, personality, and even every strand of his hair, he liked them all…



A smirk appeared on the corner of his lips. He quietly took off his sandal and stretched out his bare foot from under the red gauze skirt. He quietly hooked it against the other’s calf, and slowly climbed up with his nimble toes. It was as light as a butterfly’s landing. When he had climbed to the base of his thigh, he  realized that the other hadn’t noticed at all. He grew a little angry, and gave him a little painful pinch. He then quickly retracted his foot and sat down properly, looking all dignified.



Song Qingshi received a painful pinch, and he came back to his senses. He found that Feng Jun had been sitting across from him for who knows how long already. His just washed long hair hadn’t completely dried, and it was draped haphazardly on his shoulders. They were so long, they almost reached his ankles. Song Qingshi looked at his weak figure that was wearing an obviously loose red brocade robe, wide with large sleeves. It was casually tied with a belt, outlining long legs and a slender waist…His expression though was very dignified, with a nobility in his eyes that would not be profaned. He looked perfectly as he hadn’t just been doing something bad. 



It was a bit cold, and wearing so little would be uncomfortable.



Song Qingshi decisively put a white robe on him, which he wrapped tightly so that not the least bit of skin was exposed. He then grabbed the ice cream and tasted it. He was once against stunned, this time by his taste memory. He praised him, “This is really delicious.”



Feng Jun never expected him to understand being flirted with so easily. He leaned on the table and asked with a smile that was yet not a smile, “So, fathers should listen to mothers? Will you listen to me?”



Waves of autumn sentiment stirred up his heartstrings. 



Song Qingshi was flustered at the way he looked at him. He couldn’t help himself as a he said, “I’ll listen…”



Feng Jun approached slowly. The robe that had just been wrapped tightly, somehow fell halfway once again. He whispered breathily into his ear,  “How will you listen?”



Song Qingshi felt that his breath was a familiar sweetness, so sweet that he was a little dizzy. “How do you want me to listen?”



As soon as he finished speaking, the tip of a tongue lightly licked his earlobe. 



Song Qingshi couldn’t help letting out a comfortable low groan. He didn’t know that his ears were so sensitive. It drove a strange reaction all over his body.



He was a little afraid of this feeling, and wanted to shrink back, but both his hands were grasped tightly.



Feng Jun’s strength was so enormous that when he embraced him into his arms, he was unable to move.



Immediately afterwards, his entire earlobe was held between warm lips, played with nimbly; the silky tickle was unbearable… 



Song Qingshi was almost brought to tears because of his teasing. Tears spun in his eyes. He wanted to beg for mercy, but he resisted, refusing to say it.



Feng Jun finally released of his earlobe. He took the hand he had just used to grab the ice cream, and admired it for a while. He sniffed the pleasant medicinal smell on it, then checked his fingers one by one. He asked softly, “Why didn’t you let your fire burn me? ”



Song Qingshi was released and he let out a sigh. “You’ll be burned, I don’t want to hurt you.”



Feng Jun smiled and whispered, “You have ice cream stains on your fingers. I’ll take care of it for you.” 



Song Qingshi thought he was going to wipe it with a handkerchief and handed his hand over obediently. He didn’t expect him to put the tip of his finger into his mouth. He swept every inch of his skin with a moist breath, tasting the sweetness remaining on it. In his phoenix eyes was an unspeakable desire, as though he were tasting something more interesting. Anyone who saw it would let their imagination roam. Song Qingshi was shocked and he tried to withdraw his hand. However, his cultivation base was only at Foundation Building. The little cultivator who was never a body-refining type, because he was unwilling to use the double fires in his body, was basically powerless to resist. His slight resistance looked more like feigned resistance and actual welcome. It only aroused the ruthless and ferocious bird’s interest even more.



His fingers were clasped tightly and pressed to the back of the chair without any resistance.



Feng Jun drew near his face. He let out a breath almost right against his lips. Less than half an inch away, he summed up, “You’re so delicious.”



Song Qingshi thought for a while and asked, “Feng Jun, when is your birthday?” 



Feng Jun was stupefied, and replied, puzzled, “February 14.”



His lips were then covered with a greedy kiss. His lips were forcefully pried open, as he searched for an even more delicious taste.



Song Qingshi gave up struggling and tried to take in everything. Along with the arrival of familiar sensations, he gradually relaxed and began to submit and enjoy this sweet kiss.