Longevity Fairy: Fairy Please Stay Away

Chapter 13 Like a Dream Bubble

A few months passed in the blink of an eye...

Wen Ruyu went out for a while, and got back the core of paulownia wood refined by someone.

In the quiet room at this time.

A hagana puppet customized according to Wen Ruyu's body ratio of 1:1 stands in front of the altar, while the original owner Wen Ruyu wears a hagana mask and draws hagana talismans on his body with a talisman pen.

Uncle Ji often watched quietly in the corner. Under the illumination of the candlelight, his face flickered, as if something was on his mind...

Wen Ruyu glanced at him, and urged helplessly with a bit of coquettish resentment: "Husband, don't just watch, come and help me."

"Okay~"

Ji Bochang replied and came back to his senses, he stepped forward and put his arms around her waist with one hand, and the catkin holding the pen with the other to help her share the pressure.

Although the trial and error cost of refining the 'Mirror Flower' puppet is high, there are sufficient spare auxiliary materials, and now it has reached the final stage.

Although it was refined by two people, their handwriting was steady, and the steps of outlining Yanshu talisman seals and injecting mana were completed in one go, and the cooperation was very tacit.

With the last stroke, the outlined Yanshu talisman also disappeared, and the 'Mirror Flower' puppet, which should have been a dead thing, seemed to be injected with vitality, revealing bursts of aura...

"Finish!!"

Wen Ruyu put down the talisman pen in her hand, took off her mask, found pieces of clothes from the storage bag, and put them in front of the 'Mirror Flower' puppet to check whether they fit.

"Does this look good?"

"Is this one a little thin?"

"What about this one?"

It took two years to finally refine the hope of being born again, her voice trembled slightly, and the joy on her charming cheeks was hard to hide.

"Good-looking, all good-looking."

Ji Bochang just smiled, and then said mysteriously: "However, I have a better-looking one for my husband. Although it is not a cassock or gown, it should be suitable for it."

After finishing speaking, he found a skirt with white background and blue borders from the storage bag and handed it over.

"Ok?"

Wen Ruyu glanced at him in surprise, took the skirt and put it in front of the 'Mirror Flower' puppet for inspection.

It was found that the hem of this skirt was slightly shorter than the ordinary Luo skirt, and even part of the ankle was exposed, but instead of feeling frivolous, it was a little more indescribably clear, even with her picky eyes. I feel that my eyes are bright, and I can't find anything wrong with it.

"It really fits~"

She was full of joy and tested again, then seemed to think of something, muttered with a faint expression: "Why didn't I know that my husband has such skills?"

"There are many things you don't know."

"Humph…"

"Ha ha ha ha."

Uncle Ji seemed a little annoyed when he saw her, he grinned and nibbled on his vermilion lips, and explained: "Its body shape and appearance are all designed for my husband, and my husband naturally knows what clothes it looks good on."

After all, he seemed to have thought of something, and chuckled in his ear, "Even those socks you usually wear are made by your husband."

"you……"

When Wen Ruyu heard the words, she immediately thought of his eccentricities and tricks at certain times, and when she gave him a fiery look, she scolded him with a hint of coquettishness and anger: "It's a bright day, don't talk nonsense."

"Hahaha~"

Ji Bo couldn't help laughing heartily when he saw his shyness, instead of restraining himself in the slightest, he stepped forward to get closer.

"Well……"

Wen Ruyu struggled for a while but couldn't escape from the devil's mouth. On the contrary, her eyes were blurred, and the mist gradually formed, and then she slowly came to meet her.

Long time, lips parted...

Ji Bo saw that the beauty in his arms was already in love, and knowing that the time was right, he guided her to support the altar.

"Baby, be good..."

"Husband... Husband..."

Wen Ruyu said with a trembling voice: "It's daylight now, and this is still the Dharma altar, shall we change to another place?"

"What happened to the altar?"

Ji Bochang continued to guide her unmoved, and after lightly pecking her pink neck a few times, he comforted her softly: "The altar is reserved for her husband and mother. If her old man knows that we have become family members, even the spirits in heaven should feel it." Rejoice is."

Wen Ruyu bit her lower lip lightly, then seemed to think of something again, touched his cheek, and murmured tenderly, "Then...that time is not an example..."

Ji Bochang was slightly taken aback, as if he had sensed something, he nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, let's not take this as an example..."

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Early the next morning.

Uncle Ji turned sideways while sleepy, and habitually wanted to hug his lovely wife beside him, but he stretched out his arms, but the hug was empty...

Immediately, he opened his eyes suddenly, and when he saw that there was no one around him, the drowsiness disappeared instantly.

He was stunned for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he stood up in a sense of loss, put on his clothes and got off the bed.

Standing in front of the quiet room...

There was still a glimmer of hope in his heart.

After pushing open the door, he found that the quiet room had been tidied up and there was no 'Mirror Flower' puppet. His breathing was stagnant, and the only hope left in his heart was also shattered...

He stood blankly at the door of the quiet room, with a dazed expression, as if he had lost the courage to step into the room.

Because he knew that Wen Ruyu had left.

The bubble that had been maintained for half a year also shattered...

Some time ago, Wen Ruyu went out for a trip, and took back the core of paulownia wood refined by someone. After returning, she not only called her a husband, but also responded to her requests. She was so virtuous and gentle that it was unreal...

At that moment, he had a premonition that his lovely wife had something to hide from him, and there was a high probability that it was something that he could not interfere with...

After that, she tried again and again, and she did not refuse until yesterday in front of the altar.

Because of this, Ji Bochang became more convinced of his guess - she might be leaving!

just didn't expect...

Walking will be so simple, so fast.

He sat on the threshold with a desolate expression. Under the sunlight, the shadow curled up into a ball looked like a beast licking its wounds when it was injured...

"I clearly guessed that she had something to hide from me, why didn't you ask?"

"I clearly guessed that she was leaving, why didn't I try to keep her?"

"Yesterday she called my husband, but today she left me. How could she be so cruel?"

Ji Bochang murmured absentmindedly, then seemed to think of something, and stood up from the threshold in a jerk.

Wen Ruyu is definitely not a heartless person!

Even if you leave, you will definitely leave a letter!
He looked at the layout of the quiet room, and his eyes fell on the altar. When he saw that there seemed to be a piece of manuscript paper under the hagana mask, he couldn't help but move forward, and hurriedly stepped forward to pull it out...

"Husband, seeing a letter is like meeting..."

"When you read this letter, I have already left, please forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye..."

"Actually, I lied to you..."

"The probability that the soul-shifting technique will refine me and the 'Mirror Flower' puppet into one is actually only [-]%, so you don't have to look for me. If possible, help me set up a tomb and write it on the tomb of my deceased wife Wen Ruyu, and then look for it." Two wives and concubines can live a good life."

"Also, when you were designing the artwork for the 'Mirror Flower' puppet in the quiet room, I was actually watching you outside the door, watching you hurt yourself, but I didn't stop it..."

"Am I being selfish?"

"Will you blame me?"

"It's useless to blame me. In fact, I have long seen that you have bad intentions. You subtly want to influence me and get closer to me, but I didn't refuse..."

"I didn't tell you much about my past, because the practice world is very cruel, and I've been living in a 'mask' for decades and I just barely adapted, so I don't want to affect you much..."

"In the past two years with you, I tried to take off the 'mask' to live, and I felt very relaxed, unprecedentedly relaxed..."

"The practice world is far less beautiful than you imagined. If possible, I would rather live in a lonely city. I hope you will too..."

"Husband, my heart is very confused, I don't even know what I am writing, and what should I write..."

"By the way, husband, I still owe you a favor, and it seems that I can't pay it back, but we are Taoist couples, you shouldn't blame me, right?"

"Husband, I still have a lot to say to you..."

"But I'm afraid that you'll wake up and look for me, and you'll catch me, so, let's do it..."

"Wife, Wen Ruyu left a letter..."

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Holding the letter in his hand, Ji Bochang staggered out of the quiet room.

When he found the reclining chair that had been with him for more than ten years, he collapsed on the reclining chair like a lonely old man with handicapped legs, or as if his bones had been taken away. Angry...

The foundation-building disciples of Xianxia Mountain...

The seller has collected enough materials to refine the "Mirror Flower" puppet, and Zeng Yan still owes others a favor...

And the core of paulownia wood refining is obviously made by others, so there is a high probability that the owed favor comes from this...

What did you say that the chance of success in refining the soul-moving technique is less than [-]%, so there is no need to look for it, and you also advised me to stay in the lonely city and help build a tomb...

In addition to leaving without saying goodbye, and the helplessness revealed between the lines...

'Then can I be sure that you don't want me to be in danger, but you have to leave? '

Ji Bochang quietly looked at the words on the letter such as "don't look for me, live a good life" and the little dry tears, and he didn't know what he thought of, so he suddenly laughed out loud...

"Oh, I'm going to..."

(End of this chapter)