Chapter 89 [089] Wake up

Zhongli Jin opened his eyes and saw the beams of the house above his head.

His head was aching, he frowned slightly, slowly sat up, and rubbed his eyebrows.

This is where?

He looked around and found that he had no idea where he was.

The young man threw off the quilt and got out of bed. He still felt a little dizzy and top-heavy. He held on to the table and chair beside him and barely walked to the half-open window and looked outside.

Outside the window, I saw misty clouds and overlapping mountains, which looked like shadows in the distance. Looking around, I was surrounded by green mountains and gurgling springs, revealing the calmness, simplicity and a bit of mystery of the ancient mountains.

Outside the house, there were sounds of people talking and sword-practicing in unison.

Zhongli Jin saw a wide square in front of him with a huge martial arts training platform in the middle. Many disciples wearing the uniforms of their sects were waving long swords on the platform. The sword light and sword energy were intertwined in the air, flashing like tiny stars.

Suddenly, he smelled a scent of medicine, and then he heard the sound of someone pushing open the door beside him.

Zhongli Jin turned his head and saw a pretty, beautiful and dignified woman slowly walking in with a bowl of freshly brewed medicine.

The moment she saw him standing at the window, the woman was startled, then she put down the medicine bowl in her hand and rushed over with red eyes - "Jin'er, you finally woke up!"

Zhong Lijin was hugged tightly by her, and the strong smell of powder hit him. He felt reluctant and immediately stretched out his hand to push her away: "Excuse me, who are you, young lady?!"

The young man reluctantly moved his body away from the woman, his hands tightly gripping her shoulders to prevent her from getting any closer.

The woman seemed to feel the pain in her shoulder, frowned slightly, and made a "hiss" sound.

Zhong Lijin realized that he had hurt her and quickly let go, "Sorry."

The young man finished speaking in a deep voice, kept a few steps away from the woman, and asked politely: "Excuse me, who are you, young lady? Where is this place?"

When the woman heard his words, she looked at the boy in disbelief: "Jin'er, you... don't remember?"

Zhong Lijin shook his head: "After waking up, I have no memory except knowing my own name."

The woman's face turned pale instantly, as if she had suffered a great blow. "So... you also forgot that we had already become a Taoist couple?"

Zhongli Jin: "... Taoist companion?"

The woman burst into tears and wanted to get closer to the boy, but Zhongli Jin took two steps back the moment she got close.

This action caused her to cry even louder, and even attracted several disciples outside the room.

"Senior Sister Mu, what happened?" The disciples walked into the room and saw the woman crying and the young man standing in the corner with a look on his face that said "don't enter". They were immediately startled: "Junior Brother Zhongli, are you awake?!"

"Great! Junior Brother Zhongli has finally woken up! Senior Sister Mu has been crying these past few days, but now we can finally relax a little!"

The boy seemed confused. "Who are you?"

As soon as he said this, the voices among the disciples immediately disappeared without a trace, and then they all asked with a look of astonishment: "Junior Brother Zhongli, you... don't remember us?!"

"...Sorry." After waking up, Zhongli Jin indeed felt unfamiliar with everything around him.

A strange mountain gate, a strange woman, and a group of strange disciples.

Maybe he really has amnesia and doesn't remember these people.

One of the disciples stepped forward and said in a complicated way: "Could it be that the sword of that demon cultivator injured his brain?"

"It's possible." The other disciples nodded. "Otherwise, let's just forget about it. How could we even forget about Senior Sister Mu? She just became a Taoist couple with Junior Brother Zhongli!"

"Junior Brother Zhongli, this is Mu Nianxi. Senior Sister Mu has been taking care of you since you entered the mountain gate. You have been together day and night. She has always treated you as a junior brother. It was you who first said that you fell in love with her and didn't want to be her junior brother anymore. You wanted to be her man. You chased her for a long time, and Senior Sister finally agreed to form a Taoist couple with you! How can you forget it just like that?!" A male disciple said anxiously, pushing Mu Nianxi in front of Zhongli Jin, a little angry: "Take another good look!!"

Zhongli Jin: “…”

The young man's gaze returned to the crying woman. She was about to cry, her pretty face was covered with tears, her eyes were slightly red, and she looked as pitiful as she could be.

He did have a somewhat familiar feeling towards this woman, but Zhongli Jin knew very well that he did not love her.

"Okay." Mu Nianxi suddenly said, "Jin'er just woke up, he must have a head injury, so let's leave it like this for now, don't force him."

Her eyes were full of love. She smiled weakly at the boy and wiped away her tears with her fingertips: "You have a good rest. We will go out first. Remember to take your medicine."

After saying that, Mu Nianxi handed the medicine bowl to Zhongli Jin, and then left the room with a group of disciples.

Now the young man is the only one left.

He lowered his eyes to look at the bowl of steaming medicine in his hand, then glanced outside the window at the group of disciples surrounding Mu Nianxi and comforting her, his eyes complicated.

Then, the young man raised his hand slightly and poured all the medicine in the bowl into the potted plant beside him.

His sleeve slipped down slightly, and he suddenly caught a glimpse of a smear of white at his wrist.

The snow-white bandage was wrapped several times, from the wrist to the elbow.

Perhaps because his arm was injured, he was entangled, so the boy didn't care.

But before looking away, he somehow touched it gently with his other hand.

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At night, Mu Nianxi came again.

The starry sky above the mountain is twinkling. When there is no cloud or fog, the sky is full of stars and the moonlight is bright.

The woman, dressed lightly, pushed open the door and walked in.

Zhongli Jin was sitting at the table reading a book. He knew nothing about anything now and could only rely on books.

This seems to be a sect called Qianqing Mountain, which has been established for 500 years. I heard that Mu Nianxi is the eldest disciple of the leader of Qianqing Mountain and also the eldest senior sister of Qianqing Mountain, and is very prestigious.

He was the junior fellow apprentice here and the master's last disciple. Since him, the master had never accepted any other apprentices.

After entering the mountain gate, the head of the sect handed himself over to Mu Nianxi for instruction.

According to what the disciples said today, he must have developed feelings for Mu Nianxi that went beyond senior sister and disciple during their years of getting along. He pursued her in every way possible, even at the cost of hurting himself to make Mu Nianxi feel distressed and force her to give in.

In the end, the woman agreed to become his Taoist partner, and they completed the marriage ceremony some time ago.

Unexpectedly, during this period, evil cultivators and monsters were rampant. In order to save Mu Nianxi, he was seriously injured by an evil cultivator. Mu Nianxi took care of him day and night for nearly half a month before he finally woke up.

Although these things were explained in a very logical way, the boy still felt a strong sense of disobedience.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Zhongli Jin looked up and was stunned.

Mu Nianxi walked in wearing only a light pink gauze dress.

"...Senior Sister Mu, what's the matter?" Zhongli Jin asked.

A trace of hurt flashed across Mu Nianxi's eyes, and she bit her lip slightly, "Jin'er, it's time to rest. You just woke up, and recuperating is the most important thing."

"Junior brother, read for a while and then go to sleep." Zhong Lijin stood up and said, "Senior sister, go back to sleep soon."

However, Mu Nianxi did not leave. She walked to the bed and made the bedding.

Zhong Lijin was stunned, "What do you mean, Senior Sister?"

Mu Nianxi smiled and said, "You and I have become Taoist couples, so naturally we sleep together. Even if Jin'er has lost her memory now, it cannot change the fact that we are Taoist couples."

"I'm sorry." The young man lowered his eyes, clenched his hands under his sleeves, tried to smile, and said politely: "But now, Senior Sister is just a stranger to me who I just met. As Senior Sister said, even if we are really fellow Taoists, I can't sleep with a stranger under the premise of amnesia. I hope you can understand. When Junior Brother recovers his memory and remembers his love for you, then maybe Senior Sister won't take the initiative. Junior Brother will try to get close to Senior Sister and love her for the rest of his life."

The obvious rejection in Zhongli Jin's words made Mu Nianxi's eyes red again.

"What if I... refuse to leave?" She choked slightly, her eyes fixed on the young man, a little stubborn.

Zhongli Jin said: "Then this room can be used as a rest for you, I will go somewhere else tonight." The young man said with a smile, and walked towards the door.

As he brushed shoulders with the woman, Mu Nianxi called out to him, "Stop!"

Zhong Lijin stopped and Mu Nianxi said, "Okay, I'm going out!"

She gave the boy a last look of disappointment and sadness, then quickly left.

Mu Nianxi's back disappeared into the night.

After he could no longer see her, the boy put down the book.

After this incident, he had no intention of reading any further. He turned over and lay on the bed, his hair loose, looking out through the window beside the bed at the starry sky.

Somehow, he always felt that everything he was in was not real.

There was a sudden tightness in my wrist.

Zhongli Jin raised his hand, and his wide sleeves fell loosely to his elbow, revealing a layer of white bandage on his arm.

The bandage does not feel as rough as ordinary linen bandages. Instead, it feels as delicate and smooth as human skin, and has a faint fragrance.

The young man stared at it blankly, and suddenly, as if possessed by a ghost, he put his wrist to his nose and sniffed it gently.

It not only has a refreshing fragrance, but also has a faint medicinal aroma.

Zhongli Jin used his other hand to flick the exposed end of the bandage, and it swayed twice like a small leaf as the boy teased it.

There was obviously nothing strange about it, but the next second - when the boy was not teasing it, it twisted twice.

Zhongli Jin: “…”

The bandage suddenly loosened itself from the boy's wrist and wrapped around Zhongli Jin's body from the waist to the neck like an extremely flexible white snake.

The delicate touch like a woman's skin lingered on Zhongli Jin's cheek.

The boy was completely stunned.

This shouldn't be an ordinary bandage, it looks more like a magical weapon with spiritual power!
"...I am your master?" Zhongli Jin asked tentatively.

Unexpectedly, the tip of the bandage swayed from side to side like a small snake's head, as if in denial.

--no?
Zhongli Jin frowned slightly, "Then... your master is Mu Nianxi, Senior Sister Mu?"

The bandage still shook his head.

Zhongli Jin asked in a different way: "...your master is here too?"

The bandage still shook his head.

The boy could feel that this thing had no malicious intent, and seemed to have been left behind by someone specifically to protect him.

Zhongli Jin was silent for a moment, then asked: "Who is your master?"

Bandage strips cannot speak.

It seemed ready to return to the boy's wrist.

Zhongli Jin's heart sank when it moved, and he quickly said, "No, just stay here."

Right here at the neck, against his cheek.

The bandage movement stopped and then was reattached to his face.

Zhongli Jin felt the soft and delicate touch, as well as the faint fragrance lingering at the tip of his nose.

At this moment, the feeling of uneasiness and disharmony that had been building up in my heart finally seemed to be at peace.

But Zhongli Jin did not fall asleep.

A night passed and he didn't feel tired at all.

Early the next morning, Mu Nianxi brought medicine again.

Her eyes were red and she looked listless, as if she had cried last night.

In this state, if Zhongli Jin refused to take the medicine again, it would seem that he was very inhuman.

The young man picked up the medicine bowl and took a sip.

The medicine doesn't taste bitter at all, it even has a little sweetness.

Under the gaze of Mu Nianxi and a group of disciples, Zhongli Jin finished drinking the medicine.

The woman smiled and said, "This medicine will make you sleepy when you take it. Jin'er, have a good sleep first. I'll come to see you at noon."

She and the other disciples left the room and closed the door.

Zhongli Jin really felt his eyelids getting heavier after drinking the medicine.

He was feeling sleepy so much that he managed to move to the bed and fell asleep.

When I opened my eyes again, there was a scent of powder at the tip of my nose.

Zhongli Jin should hate this fragrance, but when he smelled it here after a nap, he suddenly felt a little moved.

When he saw Mu Nianxi standing beside the bed, he felt his heart beating faster.

An inexplicable emotion surged in my body, turning into a series of urging shouts - "I like it, I like it."

He likes the woman in front of him!

"Mu...Senior Sister?" Zhongli Jin frowned slightly. This heart-pounding feeling made him feel at a loss, even a little scared.

"Jin'er is awake?" Mu Nianxi held a washed grape in her hand and passed it to the boy, smiling gently, "Have some fruit."

Her hands were white and soft, her nails were light pink, and between her index and middle fingers was a crystal green grape.

Zhongli Jin smelled the fragrance of her tender hands, and it seemed like a powerful force was forcing him to gently hold the woman's hand.

"...Jin'er?" Mu Nianxi pretended to be surprised and delighted, as if she was happy that the young man took the initiative to touch her for the first time after waking up.

But it was only for a moment.

Zhongli Jin seemed to sense something again, frowned slightly, and then relaxed his gaze. He took the grape from the woman and said, "Thank you, Senior Sister."

Mu Nianxi's grip seemed to tighten, and a trace of unwillingness flashed across his eyes.

"What are you thanking me for?" She forced a smile and said, "You and I are Taoist companions, no need to thank me."

Zhongli Jin sat up and glanced at his right wrist.

Just when he touched Mu Nianxi, he clearly felt the snow-white bandage on his wrist wrapped tightly, as if reminding him of something.

Mu Nianxi turned around, put down the grape in her hand, and smiled at the boy again: "Jin'er, I will go to the foot of the mountain to fight demons with a few junior brothers and sisters this afternoon. You should rest well in your room."

"I understand," Zhong Lijin nodded, "Senior Sister, please be careful too."

The woman licked her lower lip with her pearly teeth and looked at him expectantly: "Before you leave, Jin'er, can you kiss me like you used to?"

Zhongli Jin: “…”

Here we go!!! We will start paying off our debts tomorrow~~~