20demayo Chapter 143
Chapter 143
In a dark red, Lin Ruofan returned to the room.
The man's hands were cold and slippery like a snake, and they moved recklessly on her skin to absorb warmth.
The heart-wrenching cries for help are meaningless, and instead become a stimulant for the man to commit sadistic acts.
"My little beauty, you ran away last time, who can you ask to save you this time?"
“Wuwu…Don’t touch me! Zheye! Zheye! Save me!”
The man's breathing became heavier. He first snorted contemptuously, then stretched his arms from her back to her chest and slowly pulled at her loose belt.
"Zhe Ye is my plaything, and so are you~"
The woman struggled in pain and closed her eyes unwillingly.
Suddenly, a pair of gentle hands held Lin Ruofan's face from the front, and he gently wiped away the tears on her face. Such a gentle movement was exactly what she was familiar with.
"Zhe Ye, is that you?" Lin Ruofan instantly gained courage.
However, the moment he opened his eyes, he saw Zhe Ye in a red dress, almost blending in with the surrounding scenery.
That was Hong, who was very similar to the dirty man behind him.
Zhe Ye tore off her clothes, and at the moment the coolness crept onto her skin, he suddenly pushed her into the man's arms.
"Zhe Ye...you..."
"Hehe, Lin Ruofan, don't you know? I've been waiting for this day, this is the day~"
In a trance, it seemed that a few black and blue long-tailed butterflies floated out from an inconspicuous dark corner.
They were so beautiful, but they were bewitched by the charming young boy's eyes and were willing to embellish Zhe Ye's black hair.
The brilliant phosphorus powder like broken stars fell, making the young man look like a dream.
For some reason, I couldn't see Zhe Ye's appearance clearly.
The boy’s delicate and beautiful face became blurred, while the long-tailed butterflies gathered more and more, landing one by one on Zhe Ye’s body, as if they wanted to swallow him whole!
"Zhe Ye, you can't... wuwu, I trust you so much! I trust you so much!!!"
The kiss belonging to Zhe Ye fell gently on her chest, and stayed at the position of her heart, turning over and over again. She was covered with a gorgeous but extremely fragile butterfly feather coat. The boy's smile was extremely cruel, which stung her eyes and tears rolled back and forth in her eyes.
The inexplicable heartache made her too weak to struggle anymore, but the man behind her suddenly laughed and questioned Lin Ruofan sarcastically.
"My little beauty, what is written in the book? Have you forgotten that he is such a heartless and ungrateful person~"
Every word is heart-piercing and powerful.
Suddenly waking up from a nightmare, when he opened his eyes, Lin Ruofan saw the bright candlelight in the room and Wen Qi who was carefully wiping the psychic mirror beside him.
"I fell asleep in the lobby?" Lin Ruofan embarrassedly propped himself up from the table and yawned, and the book in his hand fell to Wen Qi's feet.
Then she remembered that not long ago, when she had nothing to do, she started reading the notebook that Shuanghua gave her, and fell asleep while reading.
"What is that?" Wen Qi stopped and reached out to pick it up.
There were only a few pages in the storybook, and Wen Qi happened to have got the last page. He glanced at it and made serious comments.
"The handwriting is quite beautiful. Did you write it, little girl?"
My heart suddenly ached.
It seemed as if something was pressing on her throat, making her not even want to speak.
"What's wrong?" Wen Qi tilted his head and looked at her, "Why do you look like that?"
Lin Ruofan seemed to be unable to react. He was stunned for a long time before he stiffly took the book from Wen Qi's hand, "Nothing, I was just scared by the ending... and had a nightmare..."
"Little girl, it's just a storybook, read it for fun. The ending is decided by people, it's all fake, don't take it to heart."
are all...
fake……
Lin Ruofan frowned, tightly grasping the book in his hand, but his heart was filled with mixed feelings.
Even if it's fake, she doesn't want a be ending...
"I saw that you were sleeping soundly, so I didn't wake you up. I didn't expect you to wake up right after I finished chatting with your sister."
Lin Ruofan yawned, "What did you talk about?"
"Regarding how to deal with a dangerous refining material, little girls, you are really good! You have even got the Cang Lei Wood."
"Cang Lei wood?"
Lin Ruofan was a little confused. He clearly remembered that night Lin Ruojin said that the Canglei Wood was taken away by someone. How come Lin Ruojin still had it?
"The Cang Lei wood is an evil thing. The sooner such things are dealt with, the sooner we can be at ease. So I taught her to use the refining furnace to blend the Cang Lei wood into the dragon bone whip. This will not only increase her own strength, but also prevent others from coveting it."
After he finished speaking, Wen Qi suddenly twitched his nose, turned sideways and looked out the window at the night sky with rolling red clouds.
"It's going to rain..." he murmured softly.
Lin Ruofan followed his gaze and asked in confusion, "Raining? How did you know?" Then, Lin Ruofan slapped his thigh again, "You can tell fortunes?!"
Wen Qi glanced at Lin Ruofan as if he saw a fool.
"When the sky is full of red clouds, there is enough moisture, and the water accumulates and becomes rain. Usually at this time there are many flying insects, and the small animals in the forest will hide in high places."
"Great, great." Lin Ruofan gave Wen Qi a thumbs up sincerely. Thinking that it was still early, he put his book in his pocket, stood up, looked at Wen Qi with a smile and asked, "Do you want to eat hot pot?"
"Hot Pot?"
"On a rainy day, the best thing to do is to eat hot pot. What flavor do you want, uncle?"
Wen Qi put down the mirror and was about to refuse, but as he had always disliked worldly things, he was a little surprised when he saw Lin Ruofan's starry eyes.
Through those eyes, Wen Qi seemed to recall those years and those people. Once upon a time, someone had asked him the same question.
Memories flooded into his mind, and it was not until Lin Ruofan urged him again that he collected his thoughts and slowly responded.
"I don't eat spicy food, onions, and especially salty food." After thinking for a moment, he explained, "Salty food makes my hair fall out."
There was a loud bang outside the window.
The last autumn rain before winter always falls very quickly. The rain accumulated on the eaves "connects" to the ground like small water columns, quickly gathering into a "small river".
Lin Ruojin put away the paper umbrella, walked to the two disciples guarding the Tiangong Pavilion, and shook off the water droplets.
"The Tiangong Pavilion is a key place. No one can enter without a token except the three masters."
Lin Ruojin raised her finger, and a golden token appeared on her palm. When the two men saw it, their eyes widened instantly, and one of them even looked at Lin Ruojin with an incredible look.
"Does the master have any instructions?" the disciple asked respectfully.
"It's not the master, it's me." Lin Ruojin took back the token, placed the dripping umbrella on the red pillar beside him, and pointed casually to the closed door of Tiangong Pavilion.
"Open the door now, I want to go in."
In Qingyun's Tiangong Pavilion, there are many magical instruments collected and refined by Qingyun, as well as various ancient books that record many strange stories and treasures.
It is recorded that there are three of the best refining furnaces in the world in this Tiangong Pavilion.
They are divided into three grades: high, medium and low. Wen Qi once said that Cang Lei wood is an evil object and cannot be burned by ordinary furnaces. Only Qingyun's highest-grade refining furnace, the Red Tripod with Gold Pattern, can be used to burn it.
Coming to the refining furnace that was almost as tall as her, Lin Ruojin took out the Qiankun bag given by Wen Qi and took out the dragon bone whip and Canglei wood from it.
For some reason, the Cang Lei wood in his hand seemed to be heating up at this moment, and a faint warm air flow emanated from its long and thin cracks, lingering in the palm of his hand.
As time goes by, it becomes a little hot.
Withdrawing his gaze, Lin Ruojin threw the Cang Lei wood into the red tripod furnace with gold patterns without hesitation, and then started a fire to burn it.
When the fire was getting brighter, the Cang Lei wood emitted a large amount of blood-red mist, which kept spreading out from every crack in the refining furnace.
The red mist enveloped the red-gold refining furnace, revealing a hint of weirdness.
Lin Ruojin had just sat down and was about to use his spiritual energy to activate the refining furnace to speed up the burning of the Cang Lei wood, but he heard, in addition to the crackling sound of the fire burning the wood, there seemed to be the sound of countless swords, spears, and halberds colliding with each other.
According to rumors, countless people fought to the death in order to refine the best magical weapons and elixirs.
During the fighting among the people in the world, the Cang Lei wood absorbed their dying resentment, and thus turned from a top-grade refining material into an evil creature.
If the Cang Lei Mu can really attract and absorb evil and resentful energy as Wen Qi said in the psychic mirror, then the recent strange and tragic events were definitely caused by someone targeting the Cang Lei Mu, and it is self-evident who the person is.
"After being integrated into the dragon bone whip, it becomes my magic weapon. No one can take the Cang Lei Mu away. With it, the original owner can't..."
Lin Ruojin narrowed her eyes and sighed deeply.
The spiritual energy condensed in the body, flowed out from the palms, and went straight to the refining furnace.
With the intervention of Lin Ruojin's spiritual energy, the red mist around the refining furnace gradually deepened in color, from red to brown, from brown to purple, and from purple to black.
At this critical moment when the black air was surging and the wailing was inaudible, Lin Ruojin suddenly opened his eyes and bit his left index finger. With a flick of his fingertip, a drop of blood flew towards the refining furnace where the steam was rising.
Black and red smoke swirled and entangled in the furnace, and the dim firelight made Lin Ruojin's frowned face look extremely gloomy.
"I must succeed." Lin Ruojin stared at the two clouds of smoke, "The Cang Lei Wood must be used by me!"
There was a strong wind outside the house, and occasionally some flying sand and rocks were blown up, gently scratching the window paper of Tiangong Pavilion. Lin Ruojin straightened her back nervously, staring at the changes in the flames intently, until the blood-red color gradually gained the upper hand in the furnace, she bent down slightly as if she was relieved.
In just one hour, the Cang Lei wood fused with the dragon bone whip had been completed.
Lin Ruojin rubbed her aching legs, stood up and took back her spiritual energy. She was a little excited and hurriedly took out the dragon bone whip from the extinguished refining furnace. However, the smile on her face suddenly froze when she saw clearly what was in her hand...
It's over, it's broken!
This is foolproof as promised?
Lin Ruojin anxiously took out the psychic mirror from her Qiankun bag and contacted Wen Qi without wasting a second.
When Wen Qi picked up the psychic mirror, he was sitting in a steaming room, listening to the sound of rain outside the window while picking up slices of meat with chopsticks and putting them into the copper pot.
"Something happened, something big happened!"
"What's wrong, little girl?"
Lin Ruojin quickly handed the coiled dragon bone whip in his hand to the spiritual mirror and asked, "Didn't you say that even a fool could practice this method? Look at the color. Did you teach it wrong, or did it mutate because it was in a bad mood?!"
Wen Qi narrowed his eyes and leaned forward to look at himself in the mirror. After a moment, he suddenly put down his chopsticks and laughed, clapping his hands.
"Good good!"
Wen Qi said three good words in succession. Under Lin Ruojin's puzzled gaze, Wen Qi picked up the chopsticks again.
"Don't worry, you did a great job. The quality of a refinement is not determined by whether the color is close to white, but by the purity of the color. The purer the color, the better. The color of the refinement after adding the owner's spiritual energy and blood essence can better reflect the owner's personality and state of mind."
Lin Ruojin took a deep breath and tried to lower her aesthetic standards. However, when she looked at the dragon bone whip in her hand, she was still conflicted.
"So..." Wen Qi picked up the meat slices from the copper pot and put them in his own bowl. He imitated Lin Ruofan's action of sprinkling chili powder and pinched a handful of unknown green powder. He continued calmly: "I said that you should worship me as your master. What kind of medicine do you want to learn? Look at the color of your refinement, how suitable it is for learning Gu?"
Lin Ruojin's silence was deafening.
She opened her mouth several times to refute, however, she had to admit that this strange color was indeed suitable for her as the vicious female supporting role.