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After all... ancient houses didn't have soundproofing, so Lady Yin was afraid of being overheard by others.
Although she had talked to Wenxuan many times, she was still incredibly shy.
"OK……"
Wenxuan found it amusing to hear Madam Yin's plea.
Even though his body was still colliding with his Barrett, he was saying he wanted to attend a funeral.
“Then we’ll just turn around.” With that, Wenxuan picked up Madam Yin’s two legs, which were covered in stockings.
Turn around and face the location of Nezha's memorial hall.
Let Madam Yin face the mourning hall with a low wink.
"That will do."
Wenxuan, grinning, suddenly bumped into the beautiful woman in his arms.
"Ah...no...don't."
Madam Yin nervously grasped Wenxuan's hand, her face showing considerable resistance.
As Wenxuan turned her around while holding her, she became even more nervous, so Xiaoxue squeezed Barrett even tighter.
This results in more honey water on the ground.
"No... Nezha's spirit in heaven will... will see it."
Madam Yin begged for mercy repeatedly. She could do such things at other times without a care, but today was the day her son was to die.
As a mother, she shouldn't have done such a thing. Instead of kneeling in worship, she was having sex with another man in the next room during the day.
“Why not? Nezha isn’t dead. Even if he sees what we’re doing, I believe he’ll understand and support us. After all, I’ll be his father in the future, and he should be happy that his father and mother are making him a younger brother.”
Chapter 302 Madam Yin, whose desires are still unfulfilled (Yu Qiu is dissatisfied)
"Huh? Oh oh..."
Madam Yin also felt that Wenxuan's words made some sense. Since her husband said that their son was not dead, then he must be alive. She believed that her husband would not lie to her.
Seeing that Madam Yin was gradually accepting him and no longer resisting him, Wenxuan also clearly felt that Barrett was unimpeded.
"Good girl... What your man says is the truth... So don't resist your husband in the future, okay?"
Wenxuan was increasingly pleased with the woman's obedience.
"Hmm...yes, I'll do whatever you say, husband. But...husband, could you hurry up? I'm afraid I won't make it to our son's funeral."
Madam Yin could clearly hear that the funeral next door was almost over.
"Oh... okay then."
Wenxuan also heard that the music next door had stopped, as if they were preparing for a burial.
In response, Wenxuan released his grip on Madam Yin's legs and put her down.
"Let's get dressed and go together, there's still plenty of time."
After saying that, Wenxuan gently pulled the Barrett out of Madam Yin's sizzling snow.
As Barrett was pulled out, the milk inside Xiaoxue, which was crowded with milk, sprayed out like a waterfall.
"Ah, no...don't you finish before you go out!" Madam Yin also thought that Wenxuan had pulled out so decisively.
She's getting into the mood right now, but hasn't reached orgasm yet.
As Madam Yin spoke, her eyes, brimming with affection, were fixed on Wenxuan.
Her eyes seemed to hold a pool of spring water, glistening with tears.
"Let's go. The child is important. After all, it's his funeral. If we keep doing this for too long, we'll be letting Li Jing and Zha'er down."
Wenxuan could see that Madam Yin was reluctant to part with him. After all, when he pulled out, Madam Yin's private parts were still twitching slightly, which clearly showed that she was not satisfied.
And now the other person is looking at him with those resentful eyes.
However, Wenxuan doesn't plan to continue.
The reason for sending Lady Yin away now is to exchange Nezha's magic weapon for points.
Fearing that things might change if they delayed, perhaps... Master Taiyi would come to demand the magic weapon.
"Okay... okay."
Although she kept saying "okay" to Wenxuan, Madam Yin was actually full of resentment towards him.
They were just saying everything was fine, but now they're finding excuses to drive her away.
"Go quickly..."
Seeing that Madam Yin was reluctant to get dressed and leave, Wenxuan casually picked up a ripped short skirt and handed it to her.
"Alright..." Seeing that Wenxuan intended to drive her away, Madam Yin didn't dare to linger. She picked up her undergarment, quickly put on her wrinkled skirt, and straightened the wrinkles on her clothes.
Madam Yin looked back at Wenxuan every three steps.
"Well... I'll leave now. Wait for me here. I'll come find you after I finish attending Bazha'er's funeral."
"Hmm..." Wenxuan nodded.
Seeing that Madam Yin was wearing a ripped dress, he didn't bother to remind her, since Madam Yin would fall out with Li Jing sooner or later anyway.
This is just an earlier date.
Madam Yin, who had just left the house, gently closed the door and glanced once more at the room where Wenxuan was.
Patting her burning cheeks, Madam Yin's gaze turned cold.
Now, apart from Wenxuan and her own son, Madam Yin is indifferent to everyone else, as if everyone owes her money.
It's like a face made of ice that's been frozen for a thousand years.
After gathering her thoughts, Madam Yin headed towards the memorial service next door.
Meanwhile, at the Jinguang Cave on Qianyuan Mountain.
Taiyi Zhenren and his three newly recruited disciples are playing chess.
Just like in the original story, Taiyi gave his third disciple an English name, which he shortened to SB.
"Chess? It doesn't seem like a product of this era."
The third disciple roared as he glared at Taiyi Zhenren.
"And my name is abbreviated as 'sb,' couldn't you have chosen a nicer name?"
However, the carefree Taiyi Zhenren didn't take any of this seriously. For him, names and religious titles were irrelevant.
"Don't worry about it too much, it's just a code name anyway."
"It's not your name, of course you think it's good."
While the two were still arguing, the second disciple suddenly cried for help from outside.
"Help! Master, please save me..."
Upon hearing the voice, Master Taiyi raised his hand to interrupt his third disciple, who was still arguing about the name.
"Shh... don't make any noise."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a ball-shaped creature rolled toward Taiyi Zhenren.
thump……
With a loud bang, Linglongzi also forced Taiyi Zhenren to the ground.
"What's wrong with you? You're still so careless and impulsive."
The Taiyi Zhenren, who was lying on the ground, looked at his second disciple, who had become as fat as a ball, with dissatisfaction.
"Master... Master, it wasn't me, it's... it's a ghost behind us."
"ghost?"
"What the hell has come to my Golden Light Cave?"
As he spoke, Taiyi Zhenren dusted himself off and prepared to go see who this person was.
However, just as he stood up and was about to go check, a familiar voice rang out from not far away.
"Master, Master...please save me."
Following the sound, Taiyi Zhenren's eyes also lit up.
Subsequently.
He immediately knelt down in worship.
"It's you!... Genie of the lamp, please grant my wish."
Taiyi Zhenren immediately recognized the floating soul as Nezha.
"I already said I'm not some genie, I'm your disciple Nezha. Master, you're supposed to be a god, have some integrity, okay?"
Nezha was utterly speechless. Just now, Linglongzi mistook him for a ghost, and now this obviously unreliable master was treating him like a genie from a magic lamp.
"Haha, just kidding, just trying to lighten the mood." Taiyi patted off imaginary dust, his gaze towards Nezha becoming profound.
Chapter 303 Nezha is resurrected, Wenxuan exchanges all the magic weapons (overnight riches)
Seeing that his unreliable master was serious, Nezha also told him about his experiences.
As Nezha recounted his story, Taiyi Zhenren nodded repeatedly.
Just like in the original story, Nezha will face a life-threatening ordeal.
However, Nezha did not die as he claimed. Instead, he picked out his own boogers and then ascended to heaven.
However, Nezha didn't say it out loud. Instead, he said that he committed suicide by hitting his own head, which sounded better that way.
"That's roughly how it is. So... Master, do you have any way to bring me back to life? I want to go back and see my father and mother."
"I'm afraid they'll be sad because of my death."
After Nezha finished speaking, he looked pitifully at Taiyi Zhenren with his bright eyes.
However, Nezha was unaware that, apart from Li Jing feeling slightly guilty, his mother was already thinking about how to give him a younger brother.
Very few people actually took his death seriously.
"Resurrection... is not impossible, but... it will take some time. I need to prepare the materials for your physical body."
"Oh! What materials?" Nezha was a little puzzled. After all, gods could revive people with a wave of their hand, so why would they need to prepare materials?
Nezha felt that this matter was not so simple, but he had no other choice at the moment.
Two of his family members were still holding his boogers and body when he was buried, weeping.
"It's nothing... Never mind, you should enter the Golden Core stage first, and I will help you refine your body."
Before Nezha could prepare, Taiyi cast a spell to collect Nezha's soul into a golden pill.
Then, looking at Linglongzi who was standing respectfully not far away, he said, "Go and fetch the lotus flowers, lotus leaves, and lotus roots from the pond."
"Okay master."
A short while later, Linglongzi brought over the lotus flowers, lotus roots, and lotus leaves.
Taiyi Zhenren also arranged the lotus flowers and leaves, and then looked at the three extra sections of lotus root in his hand.
After thinking for a moment, he then gave instructions to Linglongzi, who was watching the show from the side.
"I don't need these three lotus roots. Go and get me two bigger papayas instead."
The Taiyi Zhenren of this world is somewhat abstract, and therefore his ideas are also quite abstract.
Confused, Linglongzi looked at the three extra lotus root sections in her hand and asked Taiyi Zhenren about them.
"Um!...Master, have you been enjoying papaya lately?"
"Why ask so many questions? Just go already."
As he spoke, Taiyi Zhenren coughed awkwardly to cover up his inner unease.
He couldn't very well say that he wanted to see it himself, and then replace Nezha's pectoral muscles with a giant thunderbolt; that would be a bit... embarrassing to admit.
"Oh, okay." Not knowing what her master wanted to do, and seeing that the other party was scolding her, Linglongzi reluctantly went to get the papaya.