Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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Wei Xi rested his head on his disciple’s arm, his nostrils then filled with his disciple’s scent, and he listened to the rhythmic heartbeat beside his ears. Before falling into a dream, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to take off the jade pendant on his chest today.
It was simply that the jade pendant was too quiet today. In the past, when it absorbed the disciple’s yang energy, it always burned people uncomfortably, but this time, for some reason, it was unusually mild. Wei Xi only felt a slight heat when his skin was pressed against it. Occasionally, the heat seemed to rise a little, but then quickly dropped back down, as if it deliberately didn’t want to burn him, so it was naturally ignoring everything.
But it’s obviously just a jade pendant, so why do I subconsciously feel that it doesn’t want to burn me?
The thought flashed through his mind for only a moment and then disappeared in an instant as he felt drowsy.
Shuo Zong was halfway through falling asleep when he vaguely heard a noise. His mind moved slightly, but before he could wake up, Wei Xi in his arms noticed the movement of his body because he was sleeping too close to him.
Wei Xi groaned as his sweet dream was disturbed. The sound that came from nowhere stopped instantly and there was dead silence.
Shuo Zong, half asleep, released his grip on Wei Xi’s hand. He then patted the startled figure in his arms, finding nothing unusual. Suddenly, his arm brushed against something warm. He instinctively reached for it and realized Wei Xi had forgotten to remove the jade pendant before retiring.
He picked up the jade pendant from Wei Xi’s chest, looked at it carefully in the moonlight, but couldn’t see anything. Suddenly, he felt the temperature of his palm rising rapidly!
At the same time, Wei Xi, who was finally disturbed, looked over blankly. Perhaps he noticed that the hand that he had been holding before falling asleep had loosened, and he instinctively grabbed it.
If there was a sound, it was probably the whooshing of air being drained from a full balloon.
Almost at the moment when Wei Xi stretched out his hand, the temperature of the jade pendant returned to normal. The scorching heat was like a flash in the pan. Before Shuo Zong could figure it out, his hand was held by Wei Xi. This man was obviously not fully awake, but he was making a lot of movements. His slender fingers also kept drilling into the gaps between his fingers, as if he had to interlock his fingers with his apprentice.
So Shuo Zong subconsciously let go of what he was holding and held him.
It was strange that despite Wei Xi’s high fighting power, he always curled up when sleeping, which seemed to be a manifestation of his extreme insecurity.
At this moment, he instinctively held his apprentice’s hand as if he was finally satisfied. He then fell into a deep sleep again with a tender look on his face, breathing evenly and softly.
Shuo Zong’s eyes softened instantly before he could even react. He readjusted his posture and held him back in his arms, no longer paying attention to the strange jade pendant.
He had nothing to be afraid of in the first place, not to mention that the instantaneous rise in temperature in the other person’s palm was so short-lived that it might just be an illusion.
Never mind, it’s not important anyway.
Go to sleep.
Late at night, the “unimportant” Taicang Sect leader, who was pressed against Wei Xi’s skin and unwilling to let it get hot, but also worried that disturbing Shuo Zong would wake Wei Xi up: “………………”
….
Tuan Tuanyi had been feeling that he was in danger of death lately. It was an inexplicable sense of crisis, like an animal encountering its natural enemy, with danger lurking everywhere.
He told his master about the feeling he had, but the master just looked at his face and said, “Nonsense.”
This face shape means at most that you will be unlucky recently. What does it have to do with fatal disaster?
He then told his junior fellow apprentice about the feeling he had, and his junior fellow apprentice looked at him gravely: “Haha.”
Tuan Tuanyi wasn’t believed. But turning around, he felt a chill on the back of his neck, as if a guillotine was hanging over his head, ready to fall at any moment. He couldn’t help but speculate, “Junior brother, do you think I have offended any villain? I counted on my fingers according to the book, and it’s a sign of offending a villain!”
Junior Brother: “…Hehe.”
Tuanyi: “???”
What does “hehe” mean? Junior brother is so unfriendly.
However, his master had no time to take care of him. The statue that the believers had requested had not arrived yet. In the morning, the boss of the sculpture shop suddenly called and said that the small statue that Taicang Sect wanted had cracked after being fired in the kiln twice.
The boss was very troubled: “It shouldn’t be like this. I’ve been doing this for decades and I never made any mistakes in the timing.”
The boss specialized in making sculptures of gods and had some knowledge of ghosts and spirits, so he found this a bit strange: “Isn’t this a bit abnormal?”
Wei Xi decided to take his apprentices to the scene to take a look.
As soon as he entered the store, he saw the owner of the Shensuo Store looking worriedly at a table full of clay figurines. When Wei Xi saw the clay figurines clearly, he couldn’t help but be stunned.
The last image in his mind was Wei Dedao’s face sleeping with his eyes closed, so in his final request to the boss, the statue’s eyes were closed.
The boss’s craftsmanship was better than he had imagined. With just these subtle hints, the clay figurine he sculpted really had the flavor of Wei Dedao, with flowing robes, a leisurely temperament, eyes closed, and a smile on his face, as if he was about to open his mouth and preach to people in the next second.
Wei Xi looked for a moment before approaching. The boss said with a gloomy face, “This is truly the most difficult business I’ve ever taken. It’s cracking before it even enters the kiln, and it’s still cracking after it enters the kiln. All the other statues from the same batch are in good condition, but your Buddha statue is the only one that’s intact. And the clay used is exactly the same!”
Wei Xi stepped forward without commenting and then listened to the boss’s cautious speculation: “That’s too bizarre. Do you think the statue doesn’t want to be sculpted? What is the purpose of sculpting it?”
Wei Xi answered truthfully: “I have opened a sect, and some believers want to ask for two small seals to be taken back for worship.”
One wanted to treat constipation, and the other wanted to treat athlete’s foot.
The boss, however, didn’t know the inside story and was very puzzled: “That’s great, with lots of incense, how could the gods not agree?”
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a snap, and the clay brick closest to him shook and an arm fell off.
Shuo Zong: “…”
Boss: “…It seems like they’re really unhappy…”
Wei Xi didn’t take it seriously. Amid his boss’s panicked speculation, he stepped forward, took the fallen arm, and looked at it carefully.
The severed surface of the arm was neat and clean, as if it had just been cut off. Tuan Tuanyi was frightened by the sight: “Master, Master, could it be that Tianzun really doesn’t want to be invited back by his followers?”
Wei Xi didn’t think so and said calmly, “How is that possible? Your master cares about the world and would even be willing to teach and enlighten an ant if he encountered one in the mountains.”
Broken-arm statue: “…”
As Wei Xi spoke, he roughly pushed the broken arm back into the crack. Seeing this, the boss was about to remind him that the clay was not sticky enough and was almost dry, so it was useless to connect it, but he saw him let go of his hand and said, “See, it’s just a coincidence.”
The joints of the statue’s broken arms were as neat as new, as if they had never been separated.
“Put it in the kiln and fire it.” After Wei Xi signaled to the boss, he stared at the group of clay pieces and moved towards the silent second apprentice beside him.
The second disciple looked at his emotionless face for a while, then suddenly reached out and stroked his hair comfortingly: “Do you miss him?”
Wei Xi grabbed his hand and said, “How is that possible?”
That old man Wei Dedao did nothing but eat and sleep every day.
He lowered his eyes and toyed with his apprentice’s slender, white fingers, gently rubbing the scars on the back of his hand. His apprentice then grasped them with his backhand. He paused, and after a moment, he replied dismissively, “It’s probably just a tiny bit. After it’s burned, we can have one for our own worship in our sect.”
The boss who was cleaning the clay pieces had a strange expression on his face as he was cleaning them.
Various accidents always occurred during the process of firing the clay statues in Taicang Sect kiln, such as inexplicable cracking after entering the kiln, or disintegration without warning when placed on the table. Sometimes even a slight negligence in the handling would cause a statue that should have been flexible to fall apart.
But just now, when he was cleaning up, he accidentally dropped a statue onto the table. The table was a bit narrow, and the statue, which was dried on the surface, rolled to the edge of the table.
The boss had experienced this kind of accident countless times. Besides feeling frustrated, he also knew that he was powerless to save the situation. He was holding other statues in his hands, and it would be terrible if they broke if he moved too much.
The statue rolled and rolled until it reached the edge of the table. However, a strange scene happened immediately afterwards. The statue suddenly stopped rolling, then hovered at the edge of the table and began to sway left and right.
It seemed to be engaged in a fierce psychological struggle, sometimes rolling half a circle towards the safety of the inside of the table, and sometimes shaking a little towards the abyss outside the table.
Boss:”……”
The boss glanced at his watch. It had been shaking for five minutes already. Any great inertia should have been shaken out, right? Was this immortal actually jumping or not?
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