I've never felt happy to become an immortal.

Chapter 33: Poor sleep quality is due to insufficient quality
Bai Xuan didn't know much about the world of this era.

However, ever since I learned about the Bu Tian Shu, I have paid more attention to the list. They are all well-known top figures in the martial arts world, so naturally I need to find out their identities.

Lin Chongxiao, who ranks sixth on the Earth List, is indeed a great figure.

Those who can be included in the top ten of the Earth List are all masters of their generation without exception, and their strength is even above that of ordinary grand masters. Wu Zong's implication is that they can establish their own sects.

This is absolutely valuable.

If what the girl said was true, then her identity could indeed be described as that of a royal bride of inestimable value.

Once someone knew her identity, even an ordinary master would have to put on a smile when they met her.

only……

These words can intimidate most people in the martial arts world, but not the Peony Ghost at this moment.

First of all, he was a flower thief; secondly, he was actually preparing to take action; thirdly, now in the deep mountains and old forests, there was no third party, even if she died here, there would be no evidence, and she could even directly blame the monsters in Chouyun Mountain.

Finally, and most importantly, he had already set up the tent, and the control of thinking had now shifted from the upper head to the other head.

His nickname in the underworld is very clear, "Even if he dies under the peony flowers, he will still be romantic even as a ghost..." He is obviously an extreme hedonist, who doesn't care about his afterlife at all. He just wants to live a happy and carefree life while he is alive, and even ignores morality and laws.

Lin Jiaolu's words not only failed to deter the thief, but made him even more excited.

The effect is no less than throwing a set of gangster excitement punches in front of the opponent.

She also clearly saw that the Peony Ghost's smile had become even more perverted. Knowing that something was wrong, she kept silent.

In the grass nearby.

Bai Xuan stroked the sword with his fingers.

It is true that this Peony Ghost is a pervert, but his realm and cultivation are real. If he didn't have some skills and just became a flower thief in the world, his end would definitely not be as simple as being executed by slow slicing. Moreover, his current moves are as easy as a cat playing with a mouse. He hasn't used his full strength so it's hard to tell how strong his skills are.

Since Bai Xuan wanted to be the one who took advantage of the situation, he didn't act in a hurry.

He was waiting patiently for the Peony Ghost to reveal a flaw.

At this moment, the forest deer in the woods has made up its mind. Instead of turning around and running away, it goes head-on to fight for the possibility.

It took her a full half minute to complete this mental preparation. Obviously, it was not because of her strong mental quality, but because she took enough time to breathe and calm down.

This is actually the evil taste of the Peony Ghost. He prefers to watch those chivalrous women crying in despair. If he doesn't let the former feel that they have tried their best, how can they feel despair because of the huge difference between them?

Lin Jiaolu slightly relaxed his tense wrists, and suddenly looked behind Mudan Gui, saying happily, "Senior Brother!"

The swordsman was startled and wanted to turn around to look, and in fact he did turn slightly to the side.

The moment the flower thief turned his head, Lin Jiaolu drew his sword, poured his true energy into the sword tip, and used the move "Thousand Mountains Embracing Green" to roll up a pile of fallen leaves.

'What's that behind you' - this is an old-fashioned but very useful move.

Its characteristic is that this trick works particularly well on people who seem the most honest and innocent.

Lin Jiaolu was obviously the type who looked like she had little experience in the martial arts world and was not very smart. Therefore, this seemingly silly and fierce daughter, with her sudden quick wit, did achieve unexpectedly good results. She directly gained the right to attack first, successfully distracted the Peony Ghost's attention, and interfered with its vision.

Women are born actors. No matter how clumsy and innocent a good girl seems, she can still deceive others.

The Peony Ghost was deceived, but he had much more experience in the martial arts world. He turned back completely subconsciously. When he turned sideways, he had already realized in his heart that this was a lie... But he didn't care much in his heart. He was completely confident that he could control his opponent. Even if he was fooled by his cleverness once, it would only give him an advantage of one or two moves.

The confrontation between the two sides happened in the blink of an eye.

Dangdangdang——!
A blink of an eye is three collisions.

The sword move of Qianshan Baocui requires a master to fully unleash its power. Lin Jiaolu's proficiency in practicing it is also quite average. However, perhaps stimulated by the desire to survive, she insisted on wielding this sword move that focuses on "concealment" with the spirit of Lin Daiyu burying the Queen of Flowers.

The moves became secondary. The continuous and miraculous sword moves suppressed the Peony Ghost for a short time, forcing the swordsman to raise his sword to defend himself. The back of the sword bounced back and hit his shoulder several times.

The Peony Ghost's defense seemed simple, but he was secretly teasing her: "You're so young, so inexperienced, wasting your energy like this! You'll be exhausted before you've even finished using your sword moves. Then I'll do whatever I want with you..."

The Peony Ghost used his lightness skills to fly backwards, dodging with ease.

"Go away!"

Lin Jiaolu caught up with his sword, not caring about the loss of physical strength.

Then, her gaze shifted again, revealing a slightly surprised expression, as if she had seen something behind the Peony Ghost.

He didn't speak this time, but his expression changed in an incredible way.

The flower thief laughed heartily: "How can the same trick work a second time? You underestimate me..."

As he was speaking, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back.

He stopped his Qinggong and turned around blankly. Ten steps away stood a strange white-haired boy.

...How come there really is someone here?
...Oh no, this sword pierced my heart and I can't control my luck.

He was startled, and then his scalp went numb, his heart meridians were damaged, his vital energy was turbulent, and he was unable to exert force for a while.

Without waiting for him to think, the chasing forest deer slashed him with a sword, killing him instantly.

The girl was so ferocious that she used the sword as a broadsword and chopped it on the neck. The sword cut through the tendons but got stuck in the spine, pulling the flower thief up on the spot. The whole person seemed to be stuck to the sword, and was smashed to the ground after rotating 150 degrees.

Blood spurted out and the Peony Ghost died instantly.

But Lin Jiaolu continued to draw his sword and slash wildly, whipping the corpse fiercely, or in other words, finishing off the enemy.

After she had been chopped more than thirty times, a hand from the side grabbed her wrist.

Bai Xuan said calmly: "He is dead."

Lin Jiaolu's body trembled, and then he suddenly let go of the sword. He looked down and saw the swordsman's fragments scattered all over the ground, which were not even worth dissecting. Suddenly, he felt a strong sense of nausea in his heart. He ran three steps away, knelt down and vomited violently.

She vomited violently, with tears and snot running down her face.

After emptying his stomach, he looked at himself covered in blood and continued to vomit. This time his stomach was empty and all he vomited was stomach acid.

It was a full ten minutes later that she finally recovered. She knelt on the ground, her eyes bloodshot and her expression exhausted and confused.

A water bag was handed to him.

"Rinse your mouth, wash your hands, and wipe your face."

She looked at the boy with hesitation, but after seeing the water bag clearly, the hesitation disappeared. She took it, rinsed her mouth simply, and washed the blood off her hands and face.

"First time killing someone?" Bai Xuan asked calmly.

"Hmm..." She clutched her slightly trembling hand, which still felt like a sword piercing her flesh.

"It's a little stimulating the first time, but I believe you'll get used to it over time." Bai Xuan teased, "Congratulations on completing your initial achievement in the martial arts world."

"Killing someone means you're just entering the martial arts world?" Lin Jiaolu asked stiffly.

Bai Xuan shook his head: "Dare to kill people, then you are new to the martial arts world."

If you don't try, how will you know if you dare?

Life is the cheapest and most precious in the world. Others are cheap, and yourself is precious.

Lin Jiaolu understood a little.

She stood up by holding onto the tree trunk and said seriously, "Thank you for the water bag."

"Don't you want to thank me for saving you?"

"Thank you for the water first, and thank you for saving my life." Lin Jiaolu bowed.

Bai Xuan took the water bag and weighed it. "Oh, I was wondering why you let down your guard. It turns out you recognized it."

"Was this young man in the carriage at the time?" Lin Jiaolu looked at Bai Xuan's striking white hair. "Young man, are you from the Ningguo Mansion or the Juyi Pavilion?" Bai Xuan didn't answer. "It's not safe here. Let's talk somewhere else."

Lin Jiaolu also felt that the forest at night and the corpse were creepy, and said, "There's a mountain temple over there, it should be safe."

……

The mountain temple is very old and is located in a remote corner on the mountainside.

Peddler walking on the mountain road would not come to this fork in the road.

Only a small number of herbalists would occasionally get lost here.

It can be seen from the dim incense that this mountain temple is almost deserted, perhaps because it is unable to suppress the evil spirits of Chouyun Mountain. Even the clay sculptures have become bumpy and their specific appearance cannot be seen.

In the mountain temple, Bai Xuan saw the forest deer holding a bunch of hay and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Make a fire." Lin Jiaolu replied dully, "We need a fire to spend the night."

"The fire is bright. Will it attract people or something else in this mountain? Take a guess."

Lin Jiaolu silently put away the tinder, then hugged his knees, stared at the ground, fell silent, and began to daydream.

Looking so pitiful.

It was pitch black in Chouyun Mountain, and the moonlight could not penetrate the fog. His vision was always disturbed before, and it was not until they were in the same room that Bai Xuan noticed that she was indeed not very old.

"How old are you?"

"Sixteen." Lin Jiaolu asked, "How about you?"

"Eight years old."

"Eight..." Xiaolu was stunned.

"Twenty." Bai Xuan changed his words.

"My hair turned grey at the age of twenty."

"Young people don't understand. White hair is a symbol of strength." Bai Xuan sat cross-legged on the futon: "Shouldn't you tell me what happened?"

Lin Jiaolu hugged her knees tighter. "I don't know much, actually. The demon-hunting team that went into the mountains consisted of 27 people. We found what we thought was a demon's cave. It was a large mansion in the mountains, but once we got inside, we realized it was a trap."

Bai Xuan was shocked: "Give it all away in one go?"

"No one could have imagined there would be so many spiders in there. The smaller ones were the size of wheels, while the larger ones were the size of door panels." Lin Jiaolu bit her lip. "There were so many of them. We had no way to deal with them at the time. All our plans were useless. We had no choice but to escape."

"Where are your fellow apprentices?"

"My eldest brother was also dragged away by the spider in order to cover my retreat. The other two brothers were also..." Lin Jiaolu said this, tears streaming down her face. She wiped her eyes and took a deep breath. "I can't help them. I can't do anything."

From the fragmented narration, Bai Xuan roughly understood it.

There are many monsters in Chouyun Mountain, but this time so many martial arts masters came and they were all wiped out.

As one of the few survivors, the forest deer was completely lost in the mountains in the panic, and it was night, so it didn't dare to run around.

Before he could even catch his breath, he was targeted by a flower thief. After a fierce battle, he killed someone for the first time in his life.

Losing three fellow apprentices in an unexpected incident was already the lowest point in his life, but he found that this was not the lowest point yet. Not only was he not down to earth, he almost went straight to the underworld.

After encountering such misfortunes one after another in just one day, it was no wonder that she started to stare blankly after sitting here, her eyes looking as if her soul had been sucked out.

It does take time to sort out your emotions. Even an adult may not be able to withstand the continuous blows, let alone a sixteen-year-old girl.

"You need to get some good sleep." Bai Xuan began to provide psychological counseling and advised, "Don't let your imagination run wild for now."

"I can't sleep." Lin Jiaolu's eyes were a little empty: "I'm very tired, but I can't sleep..."

Bai Xuan continued, "But you need to rest. If you don't, you won't be able to leave the mountain after dawn. Whether you want to save people or seek revenge, you must leave this place alive. Only then can you use your identity to mobilize others."

Lin Jiaolu buried his head between his knees and said, "I'm a little scared. When I close my eyes, I see dead faces. I can't get rid of that impression."

She repeated again and again: "I'm scared."

Bai Xuan was helpless: "You have to overcome the psychological reasons by yourself. I can't help you with this. This is also a necessary stage that everyone has to go through."

Lin Jiaolu didn't say anything and continued to be autistic.

Bai Xuan thought of another idea: "You can also divert attention. Why don't you listen to my story?"

"what story?"

"Once upon a time, there was a monk who was carrying a bowl. He accidentally dropped the bowl and broke it on the way. The monk continued walking forward. A passerby asked in confusion, 'Monk, your bowl is broken, why didn't you look back?' Do you know what the monk said?"

Lin Jiaolu's attention was diverted. She asked, "Will the monk say he brought more than one bowl?"

"The monk said: The bowl has been broken. No matter how many times you look at it, it will still be broken."

Lin Jiaolu was stunned and his eyes changed slightly.

The moral of this story is simple: spilled water cannot be retrieved, and the die is cast... No matter how much you miss it, the past is gone, and what is lost cannot be recovered.

"Very Zen-like, thank you..." Lin Jiaolu unconsciously relaxed the strength in his hands and feet. "I feel better now."

"Can we rest now?"

"Sorry, I still can't sleep. I'm even more alert now." Lin Jiaolu raised his eyes and asked carefully, "Can you tell me two more stories?"

The corner of Bai Xuan's mouth twitched.

I had no choice but to take out a few mixed stories from Grimm's Fairy Tales and Youyang Miscellaneous to coax her to sleep.

Lin Jiaolu became even more energetic after hearing this, and his expression said "Hao Ting, continue"

Bai Xuan gave up the talk therapy: "Actually, I have a better solution here, called the fast sleep method, do you want to try it?"

"Really? What do I need to do?" Lin Jiaolu had no doubts.

Bai Xuan waved his hand with a kind expression: "First, please stick your head over here..."

Three seconds later, a sound was heard from the mountain temple.

Boom-!
The sixteen-year-old girl immediately fell into a baby-like sleep, her legs suddenly stretched out, and her whole body and mind completely relaxed.

"It's just the right amount of strength to help you sleep peacefully without damaging your brain."

Bai Xuan flexed his wrist: "It sounds good, so it's a good start."

What kind of psychological problems are causing insomnia? It's all caused by habit. Just hit him with a stick and he will have to lie down even if the king comes.

The quality of sleep is poor because the quality of the beating is not good enough!
The laws of physics are great, no need to explain!

After sending Lin Jiaolu to sleep, Bai Xuan placed his sword across his knees and slowly adjusted his breathing… He had no cultivation skills, so he was currently using a special breathing and visualization method, trying to communicate with Jiang Chengzi.

However, just as he touched the sword and was about to listen, he suddenly felt a pulling sensation, like a whirlpool, pulling his consciousness elsewhere.

When he opened his eyes, he was on a riverbank.

It is not a real river beach, but a dream.

In the middle of the riverbed where not a drop of water could be seen stood an old man and a little girl.

"A distinguished guest has arrived."

"Welcome, welcome. Please come in."

(End of this chapter)