Chapter 2237: The Doctor Who Amazed the World (22)

Chapter 2237: Chapter 2237: The Doctor Who Amazed the World (22)

The ancient town was like a paradise, with its small bridges over flowing water and leisurely pedestrians.

Is this Wuyin Town?

Chuzheng looked up at the large characters on the archway that said Wuyin Town, confirming there was no mistake.

It truly is a town.

"Why is it like this here?"

"Didn’t they say it’s the Secret Realm?"

"Why is it a town? These people don’t seem to have any problems..."

The others also didn’t know what was going on. There were many stories about Wuyin Town, but no one ever said that Wuyin Town was actually just a town.

How were they supposed to find treasures here?

The town was much larger than a typical town. The group that Chuzheng appeared with didn’t attract the attention of the townspeople, as if their presence there was completely normal.

Chuzheng separated from the group. After the Evil Spirit appeared, it vanished, and no one knew where it went.

Chuzheng decided to first find a place to stay.

"Welcome inside, dear guests." The shop assistant enthusiastically greeted them.

"Are the two guests here for lodging or..."

"Lodging." Chuzheng handed over a Lingbi.

The shop assistant was stunned for a moment, then smiled as he accepted it, "Please come inside, guests. Would you like one room or two?"

"One room."

"..." Jing Po didn’t even have a chance to speak before Chuzheng had already decided.

The shop assistant led the way, "Please follow me, dear guests. Our inn here is definitely one of the best, you won’t regret choosing us... Oh dear, are you bringing this in as well?"

The shop assistant noticed the coffin behind Chuzheng and hesitated.

"Is there a problem?"

"...No problem. Would you like me to help you place it in the room?" The shop assistant asked with a smile.

Chuzheng felt the shop assistant’s smile was a bit odd and declined his offer.

The shop assistant didn’t insist, leading them to their room.

"Is this Wuyin Town?" Chuzheng asked casually.

"Yes." The shop assistant asked curiously, "Where are you heading, dear guest?"

"Wuyin Town."

"..." The shop assistant was silent, quickening his steps as he opened a room door, "Dear guests, this is your room. If you need anything, just call for me."

After finishing, the shop assistant bowed and retreated, closing the room door as he left.

Jing Po took off his hood and went to the table, wanting to pour himself some water.

"Don’t drink it."

Jing Po blinked and obediently put down the cup.

...Even if it’s poisoned, he’d still be fine.

Chuzheng took clean water from her Space for him. The young man held the cup and quickly drank it, then extended the empty cup towards Chuzheng, his face seemingly saying ’I want more’.

Chuzheng filled it up for him, "Do you feel anything strange about this place?"

"...Everything is strange." The young man’s lips were against the cup.

Indeed, everything was strange.

This group of strangers appeared, but the people in the town didn’t find it odd.

Not even sparing them a second glance.

It was as if they were no different from the townspeople.

The first glance at the entire town was that of harmony and peace, like a paradise.

Yet it gave Chuzheng a sense of discordance... instinct telling her this place was very dangerous.

Definitely not as calm as it appeared.

Chuzheng asked Jing Po, "What kind of medicine are you looking for?"

"Zhixi Forgetfulness."

"???" What in the world?

"...They’re two separate things." The young man explained softly, "Zhixi and Forgetfulness."

"What are they?"

"Zhixi is a beast, Forgetfulness is a tree."

"Is it related to the changes in your body from before?"

Jing Po gave Chuzheng a glance and nodded, but he wasn’t willing to elaborate any further.

"I’ll help you, don’t be afraid." Chuzheng patted the young man’s head.

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Chuzheng didn’t dare let Jing Po eat the food here, so she used food from her Space to solve his hunger problem.

The cultivators here had Qiankun Bags, which could hold many things, so Jing Po wasn’t particularly surprised by Chuzheng’s ability to take out items from nowhere.

At night, a significant issue presented itself.

There was only one bed in the room.

Jing Po didn’t dare touch the bed and climbed into the coffin himself.

Outside, he had been sleeping in it all along, so there wasn’t much mental burden now.

"There’s a bed, why aren’t you sleeping in it?"

Jing Po had just seated himself when Chuzheng appeared beside him.

"I... I’m fine sleeping here."

"Are you afraid of me?"

"...N-no." Jing Po clasped his hands in front of him, pinching them out of tension.

"Then why are you sleeping here?"

"I..."

"Come out."

Jing Po looked at the hand extended in front of him, pursed his lips, and finally slowly reached out his hand.

Chuzheng pulled him up and directly carried him out.

As soon as Jing Po’s feet touched the ground, his body suddenly lifted again.

He didn’t know whether it was instinct or habit, but he wrapped his arms around Chuzheng’s neck.

Jing Po stared at Chuzheng’s side profile, beneath him was a soft sensation.

Jing Po lay on the bed, and he didn’t let go of his hold, so Chuzheng could only maintain the posture.

"What’s wrong?" Chuzheng asked softly.

Jing Po just looked at her, not speaking.

Chuzheng only needed to move slightly, and she would be able to touch the young man’s lips.

Want to kiss...

What’s wrong with kissing my own card!

The thought crossed Chuzheng’s mind, and the next second she was already in action.

-

Jing Po clumsily pushed Chuzheng away, watching her pull down the curtain and snuggle into the quilt, leaving only a wisp of silver hair.

The strand of hair was quickly pulled into the quilt.

Chuzheng raised her hand to her lips, lightly brushing her lips with her fingertips, and turned to leave.

Chuzheng moved Jing Po’s broken box to the corner of the coffin, then lay inside, hands under her head, closing her eyes to rest.

The room fell silent.

The young man tentatively peeked out from the quilt, observing for a while, then reached out and drew back the curtain.

The coffin was placed less than five meters away from him, and he couldn’t see the person inside.

Jing Po pursed his lips, dropped the curtain, and lay back down.

He stared into space, his mind filled with the scenes from earlier.

It was a sensation he had never experienced before.

But... it wasn’t unpleasant.

Jing Po lay there for a while, then got up again, lifting the curtain to glance over.

Repeatedly several times, Jing Po still hadn’t fallen asleep.

The next day, the young man awoke with dark circles under his eyes.

The boy’s skin was already fair, making the dark circles particularly prominent.

"Didn’t sleep well?"

"...Mm." Jing Po replied, avoiding looking at Chuzheng.

"Was it because I kissed you?" Chuzheng wasn’t shy about such things.

"Cough cough cough..." Jing Po choked on his own saliva.

Chuzheng reached out to pat his back. Once he caught his breath, she leaned forward, "Was it?"

The young man pushed her away, his voice trembling, "...Don’t come so close."

Chuzheng pulled him back, "Answer my question first."

"..."

Jing Po struggled briefly, failing to break free.

He looked overwhelmed, "...Yes."

Chuzheng stared at him for a few seconds before releasing him. Jing Po promptly distanced himself from Chuzheng.

"Do you dislike me kissing you?"

"...N-no." Jing Po instinctively denied.

"Then why are you so far away?"

"...I’m... I’m just nervous." Jing Po lowered his head, his voice barely audible.

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