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I'm actually not clear about what Young Master Wen thinks of me, and what that forehead kiss means. After countless days of hard work at the tea shop, I returned to my room, exhausted and sitting by myself on the bed covered in moonlight. Looking out of the window at the golden moon, I couldn't help but to think of the kiss that the Young Master Wen had given me.

He wanted to see him again. He wanted to ask him personally, to touch him, to know if he had the same feelings as me. But he hadn't been to the tea shop since that day.

From what the coachman said, in order for Young Master Wen to find me, he ordered a thousand people to search the entire Sky Mountain, and even the tea shop where I stayed in Jin An City was found by him after he failed to find me. I was touched.

Perhaps he cared about me in his heart, or else he would not have written to me so often — I heard the grocer calling to me from downstairs, and, beaming, I dropped my needlework and ran down the stairs. The postman handed me a familiar sealed letter. The letter was pure white and only had the words "Luo Niang" on it.

Even if the Young Master Wen wrote to me and never signed his name, with just a few strokes, I would be able to tell at a glance that it was his handwriting.

The reputation of the Young Master Wen's ginseng business grew, so the intervals that he sent letters became shorter and shorter. Often, the contents of the letters were similar, and after a simple exchange of words, he marked the time of the next day when I sent Scaled Feathers to Wen Jia Village.

Although the contents of the letter were few, I still strongly felt that my fate and Young Master Wen's fate was closely linked, as if they were both breathing in and out together. Whenever I gently touched the thin sheet of paper, where the words were written in jagged ink, I could imagine how he had taken the time out of his busy schedule to write to me in earnest.

By now, I was completely used to his every call.

"As long as this letter continues, I can confirm that he needs me. Confirm this matter and let me feel at ease. " Nothing is happier than to receive a letter from your sweetheart.

Carefully reading the letter, I neatly folded it and put it back in the envelope. Carrying it, I walked to the corner of my bed, squatted down, and raised my fingers to chant an incantation. A circle of light slowly spread out from the wall, revealing a transparent golden box on the snow-white wall in front of me.

I stretched out my hand and effortlessly slipped it through the wall, placing the newly received letter into the golden chest. I checked the other letters piled high in the golden space as I did so.

The Luo Niang's Inheritance, the Luo Niang's Inheritance, the Luo Niang's Inheritance, the Luo Niang's Inheritance … Luo Niang... Luo Niang... Luo Niang...

He did not hesitate to say the poem from which my name came, he praised my name before, and now he writes my name thousands of times and gives me a kiss, like a dream, like a dream.

I turned my back to the mirror and slowly untied my robe. The woman in the mirror was naked, her limbs almost covered in bandages, and blood oozed through the gaps between the layers, like a gutter draining dirty sewage. The lining at my feet was stained with blood.

All the scaly hairs on my hands and legs had been stripped away, leaving only my torso.

Recently, it became more and more obvious that he felt severe pain in his limbs and fainted due to a few times of physical exhaustion. He had to change his bandages frequently and even wash his clothes a few times a day … I know that since my body has lost the protection of the Scaled whiskers, it would be filled with fear of heat and cold. The lesser the scaly whiskers, the weaker I would be.

But I still have the scale whiskers. I still have my torso. As long as Young Master Wen still sends me a letter, I will still give back the Scaled whisker … As long as he was happy, as long as he was happy!

There was a period of time when even Young Master Wen did not send me a letter. In the days when I was unable to receive the letter, I was so anxious and hungry that before closing time every day I paced up and down in front of the door, waiting anxiously. About a month later, the postman finally delivered his letter, and this time, several words appeared on the envelope! It surprised and delighted me --

"Black Tortoise Year 145, midwinter. Cut Autumn Festival. Luo Niang's personal ceremony."

I quickly opened the letter and read it. Young Master Wen wrote that he hoped to ask me to come to Jinan City in three days' time for the grand annual holiday of "Autumn Festival". On that day, he would personally come to the tea shop to pick me up.

I was so happy that on the night of the Autumn Festival, when the bridge in Jinan City was filled with men and women waiting to watch the fireworks, and everyone was looking up, waiting passionately, holding their breath as they watched them rise into the air, I was so pleased that I forgot my reserve as a woman that I took the initiative to hold his hand in the moment the fireworks exploded in the sky.

Under the night sky that was filled with colorful sparks, Young Master Wen was stunned for a moment before smiling faintly. He also held my hand tightly.

That night, the magnificent flames bloomed endlessly in the sparkling night sky above, just like the Milky Way lying down and drunk on Wang-mu's ten-thousand-year old wine. The crescent moon struggled to break free from the deep shroud of darkness, tearing out a corner of the beautiful golden silk silk, which inadvertently fell and sparkled between the two of them.

My eye fell into a glowing, warm, pulsating star.

When the fireworks ended and the crowd started to disperse, the Young Master Wen still held onto my hand tightly. He turned his face to the side, the line of his lips rising slightly, his features obscured by the reflection of the light. His expression was indistinct, but I could hear his gentle voice inviting me.

Luo Niang, stay with me tonight.

Before I could reflect on this sentence, which made me extremely happy, I was already dizzy as I followed him into the well decorated Wanhua Inn.

I sat shyly and nervously on the wide, soft bed of the inn, my eyes fixed on the door, my heart pounding in my chest.

Waiting for him, I couldn't help but take out the letter that he had invited me to write, read it over and over, and laugh over and over.

tapping

There was a knock at the door, and I shoved the letter into my pillow. He quickly got up and opened the door. He didn't forget to take note of the location of the letter. He planned to bring it back to the tea shop before going back.

He thought to himself: This precious letter must be kept intact and intact in the precious storage box on my wall.

I hadn't thought I would die until then.

When I found out that the cup of tea I had drunk from him was the poison from the Heartslayer Grass, the pretty cup fell to the floor and shattered into pieces.

Young Master Wen stood quietly in front of me. He watched as I painfully grabbed onto my own collar and slid to the ground, desperately gasping for breath. He raised his eyebrows and said indifferently: In order to find this poison plant that can capture immortals, I took a month of time.

It was unlucky to have lost so much money in just a month.

He took a few steps forward, grabbed me by the hair, and lifted me into the air. He slammed me against the wall like a bird, and my head hit the hard wall behind me with a loud thud.

The poison of the Heartbreak Grass started to take effect, and my body started to lose all of its strength. My eyes became so heavy that I couldn't even open them, and the world swayed at my feet, making it difficult for me to breathe.

In my blurry vision, I saw my favorite man pull out a knife from his bosom and dab it with vermilion liquid.

My throat was strangled, the man's strong fingertips were tightening inch by inch, and I heard a voice coming and going, loud and clear even when I was dazed.

My main body is a thousand year old ginseng immortal. Other than my head being useless, I only need to sell the rest of my body for one jin. I won't need to worry about eating and drinking for the rest of my life. Luo Niang, you really are a treasure that I met!

Immortals were born with an Immortal body, and were immortal even if they were old. Killing them was easier said than done. This was smeared with the blood of the Peacock King's plume and the Xiao Clan's dog blood. A metal and stone dagger that had been roasted in raging flames for twenty whole days, plus the Heartslayer Grass that he had been bitterly searching for a month … According to the ancient forbidden book, 'Spirit Slaying Dialectical Record', even the most powerful of immortals would not be able to escape this calamity.

He tied my head, hands, and feet in large calligraphy with a Soul-Sealing Rope and nailed them to the cold wall. In order to prevent my blood from spraying into the room, he covered the room with runes he had obtained from somewhere and sprinkled gold powder to form a solid barrier.

When my eyes were pierced, the man took out my eyes and used that special dagger to easily cut open my chest. He removed the core of my ginseng, my heart.

And then, as he said, except for my inconspicuous head, my most important limbs, my torso, as a ginseng, were cut off one by one by him. Finally, I was left with a head nailed to the wall by a loose black hair.

There was blood in my empty eyes, and I couldn't see anything but my head, and I lost everything.

The Heartbreak Grass paralyzed my tongue, making me unable to cast any spells or chant any spells. I could only rely on my ears to try and catch the sounds around me, but I couldn't hear anything.

It was as if I was trapped in a desperate situation. That man, the man I loved, had discovered my real body, taken everything he wanted, and then abandoned me in this room with the enchantment.

Just before the sun rose, I suddenly felt something weak lightly touch my face. I could hear anxious creaking sounds coming from beside my ear, making my eyes, which had already lost most of my consciousness, to lightly tremble. My hair slightly moved as I struggled to spit out two words from my cracked lips. Exquisite...?

The slender branches that patted my face immediately became so happy that they increased my strength.

After waking up more than half, realizing that my lips can still move, I ordered the Gnomes to send me to the underworld to recuperate …

Just like this, I, who only had my head left, was taken down from the wall by the Gnomes, and while hugging my chest, I jumped into the ground. After returning to the environment where I grew up, I relied on the countless living creatures around me to take root deep underground, continuously producing pure energy to replenish myself.

As an immortal, spirit, heart, and qi are all indispensable. Furthermore, my spirit body and heart have already been lost. The only thing that remains to maintain my spirit is this strand of immortal energy.

After recovering from the underground for a while, I can finally transform into a human figure made of immortal energy.

Like a thin shadow, any sharp object can easily pierce through me. Like a puppet made of energy, it can only move about in the middle of the night after absorbing enough Yin energy.

Once, when a few potato goblins were carrying my head back from the ground to the ground, I was accidentally hit by a waiter who suddenly pushed the door open, which made me very angry. That night, without thinking about it, I jumped out of the ground and couldn't find the waiter who ran away, so I casually killed a man who also lived in the inn.

Killing people was a very enjoyable thing to do.

Before, father kept on telling me not to bully the weak. The stronger I am, the more merciful I have to be. We are immortals, so we have to take on our responsibilities.

But father, you forgot to tell me. If one day, I get bullied and become riddled with injuries, how will I retaliate?

I twisted the head off the head of that wretched man and said to myself, Except for your head... Except for your head... Your head. He threw the most useless thing into the bushes.

After chopping my body into pieces, I silently looked at the shattered and unbearably ugly corpse. I imagined that if I was a Young Master Wen, would I also be in the same mood that night to face my body?

Suddenly, my stomach starts to churn. I raise my arm to cover my mouth and snap my fingers with my other hand to summon a bunch of small goblins. I coldly pointed the blade of my sword at the minced meat on the ground. I expressionlessly gave an order to the Gnomes who were looking at me curiously.

Eat.

Goblins were formed from plant illusions, and were originally pure spiritual beings in the world. They were free to act according to the agreement made by the immortal master, and had strong plasticity. Once they became bloodthirsty, they would turn into a demon, and could no longer be nourished with pure immortal energy.

Because of the barrier underneath the Young Master Wen, I could only move about three kilometers away from the inn with the support of immortal energy. I am unable to break through this powerful barrier and am trapped in the ground of Jinan City's Wanhua Inn. It is a pity that I, the daughter of the great Earthen Lord, have been trapped by my own territory and become an Earth Binding Spirit.

Daddy … Daddy! Save me...

Daddy … Luo Niang wants to go home...

Come and save Luo Niang...

I couldn't go back to the Vault of Heaven Mountain, so I couldn't see my father or mother. I crawled out of the ground alone again and again in the lonely night, tears streaming down my face as I gazed at the ice-cold moonlight.

Father, Luo Niang is in pain.

had dug out the heart of the spirit body, but now that his chest was empty, he was filled with the cold wind of the end of spring. Father, Luo Niang does not understand, why would she feel cold and pain when she no longer has a heart?

Luo Niang's heart ached.

Then I started killing one person a month. Just kill one of them. I wonder when Young Master Wen will remember me through this familiar method, and that I'm still here.

I was still waiting for him to pick me up.

Young Master Wen... Why did you kill me?

Every time I killed a man who chose to live in the room where the Young Master Wen killed me, I would stare at the body that was gradually losing its warmth and mutter this question.

According to Young Master Wen's method of killing me, my head is the most useless, I will just do whatever you want. My body is the most useful, I will cut it off properly and dig out the heart, then pull out the eyeballs … As an immortal, it is no longer difficult for me to do these things. I no longer have any hesitation in my heart, no longer have any waves. In my eyes, humans have become animals and symbols; as a walking corpse, since I am lonely, you have to accompany me to hell.

Young Master Wen, when are you going to bring Luo Niang back?

One month passed. Three months passed. Five months passed.

My hands were already covered with blood, and the goblins were no longer able to resist the smell of human flesh. Every day, they would clamor around me, urging me to go up and kill people.

Luo Niang has been waiting for you for so long.

Listening to the sound coming from above my head, the shopkeeper of the Wanhua Inn paid a heavy price to invite a Soul Devourer to search for my footsteps. I sneered and played with my fingers out of boredom as I stared at the dusky ground.

Raising his palm, he was shocked to find that his fingertips had started to turn transparent … Looking around his body, a thin layer of white light was faintly discernible all over his body. Suddenly, his breathing tightened, and the originally relaxed underground environment became difficult to breathe in … I quickly jumped out of the ground, and my unwell state immediately eased up.

He had heard his father say that if immortals committed a great offense, they would be removed from the Immortal class. I stared thoughtfully at my translucent fingertips, which were half gone.

Lowering his head, he saw that there was still a barrier of golden powder at the entrance of the room. Most of the runes around the room had already been lifted up by the guests and the effects of the binding had greatly decreased.

I didn't think too much and used all of my strength to gather a mouthful of Zhen Qi. I turned into a light cloud and flew quickly towards the outskirts of the outer city where the Wen family was.