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It's like a delicate, small jade carving, strangely cute. Below, a group carrying torches passes by.
Fu Hai carried the little heroine on his back, hiding behind a tree, barely daring to breathe.
Although the forest was dark, if there were a seventh-level martial artist below, even the slightest sound of twigs cracking would not escape their notice. He felt his heart pounding rapidly at that moment.
Chapter 35 How pitiful! The little heroine says she's not a bad person.
Fortunately, the group didn't spot him and quickly moved away.
This area was searched during the day, and the group of people are just patrolling here now.
The true experts ventured deeper into the area. Fu Hai, carrying Ye Liuxiang on his back, continued his stealthy advance.
The heavy rain during the day had turned the ground into a muddy mess. Walking on it was a struggle, with each step sinking into the mud.
Occasionally, Fu Hai would open Murong Die's spy window and peek inside; she had clearly reached deeper into the mountains. Finally, Fu Hai spotted the inn in the distance.
At this moment, the Dragon Claw Inn's door was still open, with lanterns hanging on both sides and a brazier standing outside. Wooden sticks were crossed to support the brazier, and the charcoal inside burned brightly, illuminating the surroundings.
He even saw that Junior Sister Lingyue and another group of female warriors were walking towards the inn from the direction of the moat on the east side of the city.
He also looked tired and weary. Fu Hai certainly dared not head towards the mountain gate.
Originally, a martial arts school was built directly at the foot of the mountain. The disciples accepted by the school were considered outer disciples, and only those who passed through the school and entered the mountain gate were considered inner disciples. Later, the school was converted into an inn, and the mountain gate was still connected to the school, surrounded by a wall.
Of course there was a door to the backyard. Although he would inevitably be monitored by Sister Qiu Ying from the Fourth Realm if he sneaked into the backyard with the little heroine on his back and quietly opened the door, he was not afraid of letting Sister Qiu Ying know.
The main reason was that, at this time, the inn served as a temporary outpost for the Six Doors outside the city, with people coming and going, and he didn't want to personally test the Six Doors' ability to solve cases.
They silently bypassed the inn, ran along the foot of the mountain, and finally arrived at the foot of the cliff on the side. In the dark, they found the hemp rope hanging down from the cliff.
As they ran, the young heroine swayed on his back, and the coat he had draped over her fell to the ground. He freed one hand to pick it up. With one hand, he supported the young heroine's pelvis.
Perhaps because someone had touched a spot they shouldn't have, the sleeping young heroine let out a shy, soft moan. Her voice, though yellow, was surprisingly pleasant.
However, for Fu Hai, although he was touching her buttocks, he had no feeling at all, and even felt a rash.
Who could imagine a figure carrying a mass of white bones standing in the darkness, emitting soft moans like a girl's? If only it were a woman, it would be perfect!
If it weren't for the fact that he was a model young man who upheld the five virtues and four beauties, and couldn't bear to abandon such a chivalrous woman, he would have run away long ago. He pulled his coat back, went around the young heroine, tied the sleeve at his waist, and strapped her to his back.
[Ding! Host has successfully captured the chivalrous thief Ye Liuxiang. Congratulations!] Congratulations... my foot!
Fu Hai glanced at the task notification that suddenly popped up.
Tying her to your back is considered 'getting her done'? Okay, tell me, was she actually tied up or not?
However, this time the "any woman will do" rule only involved grappling, and there was no reward whatsoever.
Only by using the "Heavenly One" technique on her and then pushing her semen through her palace, causing her to fall into depravity like the female knight Murong, can one obtain the so-called special item and the reward of 1000 points.
Fu Hai would absolutely, absolutely not do such a thing.
Can you imagine striking someone's back with a club pointing skyward? No one can. At least, shouldn't.
Fu Hai carried the little heroine on his back, gripping the rope, and began climbing up the cliff. On his back, the little heroine stirred.
The slender bones of his hands, hanging down in front of him, slowly bent.
The pale, slightly fluorescent arm bone then lifted up.
Even though he knew she wasn't a bad person, Fu Hai was still terrified. "Who...who are you?" a delicate voice came from his shoulder.
The voice was clear and gentle, like heavenly music, extremely beautiful. Fu Hai was indeed extraordinary; his bones could still produce such a beautiful sound.
“You, you don’t need to be afraid,” the voice subconsciously tried to explain, “I, I’m not a bad person.” Her voice was very weak.
Her weakness inexplicably stirred a sense of pity in Fu Hai.
Even though his own life is in danger, he's still worried about scaring others?
Fu Hai gripped the rope and continued climbing: "I know! I'm here to save you." Save me? Phosphorescence slowly gathered in the hollow eye sockets of Mu Xiaoxia's skull. Fu Hai turned his head as he climbed, his gaze meeting the two eye sockets in her skull.
The eerie phosphorescent light in his eye sockets almost made him cry out, "Holy crap!" The bones in his hand that had risen on his chest slowly drooped down.
The phosphorescent light in the eye cave gathered a little, then slowly died out. "Hold on!" Fu Hai whispered, "It will be safe soon."
He looked up at the night sky. The moon had not yet risen.
After climbing up the cliff, he turned around and pulled the rope up, only then letting out a long sigh of relief.
At this point, at least he no longer had to worry about being exposed. He carried the young heroine on his back and headed towards the back of the mountain.
The young heroine stirred, and the white skull lifted slightly on his shoulder, as if wanting to look at the moon. But it was too weak to support itself and slumped back down.
“My name is Fu Hai,” Fu Hai said, feeling her last bit of life energy dissipating little by little. “It’s safe here now. No one will come here to search for you. You have to hold on, you must hold on.”
He absolutely did not want the young heroine he had saved to actually turn into a pile of bones.
"Thank goodness, that skull tilted. *Snap!*"
Something fell on the ground.
Fu Hai took two steps and looked back.
It turned out that what had fallen to the ground was a leg bone connected to five slender foot bones.
"Hey, hang in there!" Fu Hai supported her pelvis with his left hand, then turned around to pick up her fallen right leg bone with his right hand.
"I...I can't go on." As the phosphorescent light in the young heroine's eyes gradually died out, crystal tears slid out. "In all these years, you...you are the first person to talk to me. Thank you."
The tiny flame in the eye socket turned into a faint phosphorescence, and even that faint phosphorescence was about to dissipate. How many words have I even spoken to you?
Fu Hai suddenly felt a pang of sadness. He looked up again; the night wind was howling.
Although the moon continued to move westward, the large patch of dark clouds was also blown westward by the wind, continuing to hide the moon and refusing to reveal even a sliver of its light. At this rate, it was simply too late.
Fu Hai gritted his teeth, untied the young heroine, and placed her on a nearby stone.
Her left hand bones shattered, each finger bone scattering like pearls.
Looking at the girl's shattered skeleton, riddled with marks from swords and knives, Fu Hai felt no fear, only profound pity. Never mind!
He reached out, fingers spread, and touched the young heroine's naked body. Those white bones, so white and smooth…
Fu Hai himself felt a sense of absurdity, as if his lifelong reputation had been ruined in an instant.
The leg bone that the young heroine had fallen to the ground was still stuck in his waistband.
Five pale white foot bones are attached to the shinbone; they look like they could be used to practice the Nine Yin White Bone Claw.
“I’m treating you,” Fu Hai said in a low voice. “Just bear with it.” His fingers moved around inside the young heroine’s pelvis.
The young heroine's jade-like bones trembled slightly, as if she had been lightly electrocuted.
"Little girl, don't react so strangely." Fu Hai felt embarrassed by the touch.
In any case, under the caress of his skilled gynecologist, the many bones that had been shattered by swords and blades on the young heroine had indeed healed considerably.
The faint phosphorescence within the skeleton did not dissipate. Until the moon finally emerged from the clouds.
The bright moonlight fell on the young heroine's snow-white body, reflecting a mysterious glow.
Then, the scattered moonlight seeped into her skeleton. This made her look a little better.
"My...my leg." The young heroine looked down at the shinbone stuck in the boy's waist. "Ah!" Fu Hai quickly pulled the shinbone out and placed it on her knee. Moonlight, like water, seeped between her shinbone and thigh bone.
Following that, Fu Hai picked up the finger bones that had fallen to the ground and pieced them back together to form a finger.
Some of the finger bones looked about the same size, and it took him a while to tell which one was the middle finger, which one was the index finger, and which one was the ring finger. After piecing the finger bones together, he placed them on the upper right and the little heroine placed her hand on the joint.
The moonlight, like invisible veins congealed together, seemed to bind her hands together as well. Fu Hai gently picked her up again and carried her towards the back of the mountain: "How are you feeling?"
"I'm much better now!" The phosphorescent light in the little heroine's eyes flickered. "Thank you... I'm just... I was just too badly injured. This time, this time I might sleep for a hundred or two hundred years. Hugs."
"Sleep for a hundred or two hundred years?" Fu Hai tried to avoid the woods and let her be exposed to more moonlight. "You used to appear for three or four years each time, and then disappear for more than ten years. Did you just go to sleep?"
"You...you know who I am?"
“The chivalrous thief Ye Liuxiang, right?” Fu Hai smiled. “Of course I know you, otherwise I wouldn’t have come to save you.”
The phosphorescent light in the young heroine's eyes gathered a little more, and tears welled up in her eyes without her realizing it: "Th-thank you... It's been so long since anyone has been so kind to me."
"I didn't do anything!" Fu Hai carried her to the back of the mountain.
Here are peaks and rocks, and within those peaks are caves. Long ago, when there were still many people in Xiaodiancang Mountain, this was a place where those male and female disciples who did not follow the rules were locked up and made to reflect on their mistakes in seclusion.
The three of them, Shi Dui and Mei, cleaned this place once last year.
The surrounding scenery is quite nice, making it a good place to visit occasionally to enjoy the flowers and the moon.
It's just that it's quite far from the inn, so they don't come here often. "How can I help you?" Fu Hai placed her on the stone table.
During the Lunar New Year, he, Lingyue, and Yuelan were still here, using this stone table to play the toad game.
"If, if possible," Ye Liuxiang's voice was so low it seemed as if she were about to drift away with the wind, "please, please let me stay under the moon for a few nights, but, but don't let me be exposed to the sun."
"Then, then they took me to Moonstone Peak in Broken Cloud Mountain and buried me there."
Her voice betrayed a hint of regret: "I can never repay your life-saving grace. I hope... I will have the chance to see you again in the future."
It was as if a dark, deathly aura was emanating from within her skull, gradually darkening her eye sockets. Then she fell silent.
Fu Hai was somewhat unwilling.
We finally managed to save her, and now she's going to sleep for a hundred or two hundred years? Whether you repay the debt of gratitude or not is irrelevant, and you certainly don't need to offer yourself in return.
But we finally got to know each other, so please don't just say "see you in the next life" like this? Anyway, let's continue with the work of the gynecologist.
Chapter 37 Don't treat a young girl's thing like a toy!
By dawn, Ye Liuxiang's shattered bones had been largely repaired. But she still hadn't woken up.
Fu Hai saw that the moonlight around her turned into starlight, but most of it eventually dissipated, with only a few starlight able to seep into her bones.
Fu Hai guessed that if she couldn't wake up, she wouldn't be able to operate that "Bright Moon and White Bone Temple" on her own.
Unable to activate the Bright Moon and White Bone Observation Technique, he could only repair her skeleton, not truly heal her.
This must involve something related to the soul... after all, a person can't really live on just a skeleton. But at this moment, he didn't have any good solutions.