Chapter 467: Chapter 354 Catching the Adulterer in Bed
She was going to find him.
Whenever she thought about it, Yin Tingxue clenched her fists, feeling a nervousness she couldn’t quite explain.
There was no reason to be nervous; it was normal for a concubine to look for her husband if he disappeared.
Even though she said this to herself, the nervousness remained.
Master Zhou said Chen Yi was somewhere in the Underworld.
After Yin Tingxue found out, she was shocked at first, but not sad or upset, because she believed deep down that Chen Yi wouldn’t die.
Though he was once very bad, he was changing for the better, and he was the only person she could rely on. If he died just like that, what would she do?
Yin Tingxue didn’t know; she just held the small paper boat in her arms.
This time, entering the Underworld, Yin Tingxue truly witnessed the vast magical ability of Master Zhou.
The Underworld and the human world are divided into two realms, Yin and Yang. Master Zhou somehow found a door; after pushing it open, one could go from the human world to the underworld. He then performed calculations and divinations to find exactly where Chen Yi was located.
The door that sealed the Fierce Beast Chaos stood tall and grand before them.
The ancient stone door was shut tight, and it was unclear how to open it. Yin Tingxue initially thought everything would halt outside this door, but unexpectedly, Master Zhou waved a sword and sliced open a crack a foot wide.
This foot-wide gap could only allow one person to pass through.
"I will entrust my Nascent Soul to you, and you can enter by yourself."
Zhou Yitang said calmly.
If not for the remnants of the array on this stone door, it would be impossible to open the door so easily, even with great skill.
If she, being Sword Armor, were to enter deeply, Chaos would surely awaken from its slumber, becoming furious and causing chaos, which would attract the attention of Ghost City Yama.
At that point, getting out would be as hard as climbing to the sky.
However, letting Yin Tingxue, who was in the Foundation Establishment Realm, enter wouldn’t awaken Chaos, and she could connect with it using the Nascent Soul.
Even if the Nascent Soul couldn’t see what Yin Tingxue saw and could only vaguely sense the surrounding environment,
it was enough to protect this new disciple or communicate with the rebel disciple.
The little fox had no objection to Zhou Yitang’s instructions. For things she didn’t understand, she always obediently followed without asking why.
Hence, she held her small paper boat and stepped further inside, bit by bit.
Where was he now, she wondered with a hint of expectation,
did he miss her a little as well?
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"Ah... Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva... uh... practicing deeply... so deep... when practicing the Perfection of Wisdom, perceives... perceives... that the five aggregates are all empty!"
"Shariputra... Shariputra..., you’re not supposed to touch there! ...Form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form..."
"Form is emptiness... emptiness, emptiness, emptiness is form..."
The trembling chanting flowed like moonlight between the guest rooms of the small courtyard.
Dong Guifei’s lips parted slightly, and she saw that face approaching and receding, like the demonic distraction in the scriptures, and she could only resist by reciting the sutras.
At the last moment, Chen Yi kissed her lips.
Underneath his burning thin lips, she was met with the Buddhist sect’s meditative introspection.
Or put in another way, the wise man’s time.
............
Clattering, adding some lamp oil to the light, the dim glow filled every corner of the room.
Dong Guifei’s blushed face was no longer toxic, only leaving a lingering charm, her long hair scattered like the fleeting shadow of a ghost in the night, and the bright moonlight hooked at the tip of the heart.
Chen Yi’s gaze fell on her long hair, gently stroking it, taking a strand in his palm. Earlier, he was amazed; now, seeing it again, it delighted him immensely. He patiently looked at it for quite a while.
He had always been someone easily moved, otherwise, he wouldn’t have entangled with so many women.
After that conversation with Zhou Yitang, he became even more clear-hearted and self-aware.
"Now that the poison is removed, you... may leave on your own."
Dong Guifei gathered the quilt, covering her graceful form along with her long hair. The Korean women were courteous; no matter if speaking in body or temperament, the historical texts were mostly correct.
She glanced at the damp bed and then shifted the quilt to cover the plum blossom red.
Chen Yi, stroking the tips of her hair, asked back:
"If I leave on my own, wouldn’t it be just a fleeting romance?
Moreover... it was your first time."
Recalling his words, Dong Guifei’s face first blushed, then darkened with a sigh:
"Thanks for the compassionate ordination on the lotus seat, there is no affinity..."
She didn’t want just a transient romance, but the two were ultimately like semi-strangers. Although they had heard of each other’s names long ago, truly being together hadn’t even lasted twenty-four hours. There wasn’t enough time to spark an emotion before it disappeared, making it not much different from a brief affair.
A man and woman who met tonight might part ways tomorrow, and when they meet again someday, they would part again, like clouds coming and going on mountaintops.
A chance encounter, just guests in another land.
Master Jueyin sighed:
"Like dew or like lightning."
Chen Yi listened.
Women tend to feel melancholic after events like these, even vegetarian and meditating nuns can’t help it.
Chen Yi’s eyes revealed a teasing hint as he said:
"Whether like dew or not, or whether like lightning, I don’t want to care, as long as you don’t betray me, then it won’t just be a fleeting romance."
In the past, Chen Yi might not have said such words.
Denying an affair after the fact was not hard at all.
However, now, Chen Yi’s mindset had subtly changed, and he had acquired the ability to take on more responsibilities.
Dong Guifei looked at Chen Yi with unexpected surprise, complex emotions surging through her, wanting to speak.
But as the words reached her lips, they were instead turned into a soft smile.