Fairy, don't try to mess with my filial piety

Ning Xianzhi hid his trepidation and asked:

"Wuji, why don't you go back to your room and sleep?"

"Although Mom's memory hasn't recovered, she finally woke up successfully. I... I'm worried that if I go back to the next room and wake up, Mom will be back to her old self when I come back tomorrow morning. I'm afraid we won't have to wait another year or two for another conversation like this."

"No, don't worry so much." The woman said, feeling troubled.

The reason she could say this with such certainty was naturally because she would be "staying" in this body for the next few days. How could she possibly lose consciousness tomorrow?

But such a reason could not be told to Chu Wuji. If it was just an empty "No", it would not be able to convince the child of his uneasiness.

After all, she was under the care of this child, so the woman couldn't ignore him.

Ning Xianzhi spent a long time thinking about an answer. When she came to her senses, she found that Chu Wuji seemed to have thought she was asleep, and was sitting quietly in a chair with his eyes closed, keeping watch.

The woman couldn't bring up the topic again, so she could only maintain the status quo and spend the night there.

......

the next morning,

Ning Xianzhi opened her eyes and found Chu Wuzhi staring at her by the bed. After confirming that she woke up normally, the young man breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mom, if you want to take a nap, go ahead and I'll make you a bowl of noodles."

Without waiting for the woman to respond, Chu Wuzhi ran out of the room in a hurry.

The sound of rolling noodles soon came from the kitchen.

Ning Xianzhi sighed inwardly, then took the time to practice internal energy to heal his wounds. Before Chu Wuji came back, he quickly stopped practicing and sat there as if nothing had happened.

Following yesterday’s dragon beard noodles, this morning’s breakfast noodles were Yangchun noodles. The soup was clear and the flavor was fresh, refreshing and delicious.

"Are there any particular requirements for this Yangchun noodles?"

Ning Xianzhi asked. Yesterday, she asked this question out of courtesy to liven up the atmosphere, but now she asked it out of curiosity.

"No, plain noodles are too simple. There's no way to make them fancy, and there's no way to hide the secrets. Mom, do you want to eat something with some secrets?"

"No, this is great!" Ning Xianzhi emphasized quickly, so as not to make the child run around and get tired, which would make her feel bad.

She was now pretending to be the young man's mother and deceiving him about his concern and filial piety towards his godmother. She was already feeling uneasy. If she asked the child to prepare laborious meals every day, Ning Xianzhi could not convince herself to do such a thing.

She just wanted to heal her wounds quickly and leave, not wanting to deceive the child for even a moment longer.

Chu Wuji mistakenly thought his godmother wanted to hear about Yangchun noodles, so while the woman was nibbling on them, he told her some of the things he had heard from the noodle chef...

This Yangchun noodles is a small noodle dish that is popular in the busy market. It can be found at noodle soup stalls in the morning and you can have a big bowl for ten cents. Manual laborers have to hold on until noon, so they cannot do without this bowl of Yangchun noodles at dawn.

The noodle soup chef's movements are incredibly efficient. With just a few simple steps, the bowl of plain noodles is already on the table before the diners even have time to warm up their seats, never wasting their time. By the time the diners have warmed up their seats, they've already finished their noodles and soup, and are off to resume their busy day.

“It seems that only the diners are busy, but the noodle soup chef is also busy. He just hides the most tedious and time-consuming steps, such as making the sauce and chopping green onions, in the night before dawn. In the end, what is presented on the table is a bowl of refreshing and convenient Yangchun noodles.

So, this plain and simple Yangchun noodles may look bland, but upon closer inspection, you'll find a bustling scene both inside and outside.

After Chu Wuji finished speaking, he drank a cup of tea to moisten his throat. Ning Xianzhi listened and nodded gently. The noodles in the bowl seemed to have a more flavorful taste.

Many of the skills that seem to come easily are actually the result of ten years of hard work behind the scenes.

......

After breakfast, Ning Xianzhi was still thinking about finding an opportunity to continue practicing his internal energy to heal his wounds, but the young man stayed nearby and didn't give him any chance to be alone.

It was not convenient for her to meditate and practice Qigong to heal her injuries in front of the child. She could not recall much of her memory, so how could she suddenly practice Qigong?

So suspicious!

Ning Xianzhi thought about it and decided to go with the child to the pharmacy where he got his medicine.

Who on earth would replace the calming soup with the soul-calling soup?

She suggested, "I want to go out and stretch my legs. Why don't we go to the pharmacy? I have to go there to thank them anyway."

"Okay, I'll lead the way. I feel like we can get a few more doses of medicine to consolidate the effect."

"Then there's no need..."

The two came to the pharmacy they had been to yesterday. Chu Wuzhi's right eyelid twitched and he thought he was seeing things.

The drugstore that was filled with the aroma of medicine yesterday is now deserted. Dust accumulates on the door and a broken spider web hangs halfway on the rusty lock. The lock has been broken for a long time and is only hanging there loosely.

If the drug store had run away overnight, that would still make sense. Perhaps something happened to the widow who owned the store, but looking at the store's facade, it was clear that it had been abandoned for some time.

"Did you take the wrong road?" Chu Wuji was confused.

He looked at the shops nearby to make sure he was in the right place, and finally had to ask the owner of the neighboring shop about the situation.

"Boss, where is the pharmacy next door? Wasn't it still there yesterday?"

"Next door is the charity hall, which used to provide porridge to beggars. No one has been taking care of it for two years."

It was abandoned two years ago, that shouldn't have happened...

Chu Wuji frowned and wondered: "Did the boss see me coming here yesterday?"

The boss, whose face looked like a boiled egg, looked at Chu Wuji and said, "I have some impression of you. Young man, I think you went in there for a while yesterday. I thought you were planning to rent a shop and were here to look for a location. Why are you asking this suddenly?"

The boss reviewed what Chu Wuji had just asked, and seeing his constipated face, he asked nervously, "What's the matter, young man? Did you bump into any customers in there? Did you come across anything unclean?"

As a neighbor, the boss was naturally nervous. What if there really was something dirty in the shabby shop next door, and he got affected one day?

Chu Wuji couldn't explain it in detail, so he had to find an explanation: "No, I went to too many pharmacies yesterday and I forgot the address."

"Oh, you scared me!"

The boss ignored the young man and returned to his recliner to rest and fan himself.

Ning Xianzhi approached the door and caught a glimpse of some remaining scent of the demon clan, but they had already left. There was no one inside and no other scent.

She glanced at the young man and thought to herself:

"The Soul-Calling Soup was indeed given to this young man on purpose. Most likely, while he was searching for medicine for Bai Sujin, he was spotted by another demon tribe. They used illusion to lure him here and made him feed the Soul-Calling Soup to Bai Sujin's body.

If you have the ability, why not just sneak into the room and force-feed the medicine? Why go through all this trouble?"

There was nothing else to gain here, so Chu Wuzhi had to take his godmother to have a look somewhere else first.

On the subsequent journey, the two had different thoughts.

Chu Wuji looked absent-minded. When faced with such a bizarre thing, it was hard for him to pretend nothing had happened.

That charming and beautiful widowed shopkeeper who had taken advantage of him by pulling his arm yesterday, by taking his pulse, was actually an illusion! What about that medicine?

The godmother woke up after taking the medicine, but claimed that she had lost her memory. Could it be that she was the shady widow shopkeeper who had transformed into her?

No, the two people have different personalities... Chu Wuji quickly denied this absurd idea.

The widowed shopkeeper was a bit "enthusiastic," and under the pretext of teaching me how to make medicine, she was eager to drag me to the firewood room to dry wood and heat the fire, making me sweat profusely. But yesterday, when I wanted to go to the firewood room to boil water, my godmother felt sorry for me and let me rest in the room.

The contrast is so clear that I shouldn’t let my imagination run wild!

Next to him, Ning Xianzhi noticed that Chu Wuji was distracted and would pull him back from time to time to prevent him from being bumped into by passers-by.

Could it be that the female fairy that the child met while getting medicine knew Bai Sujin?

The female demon wanted to take a closer look at Bai Sujin's adopted child, so she circled around, cast an illusion on him, and led him to a dilapidated shop.

It's just that it's completely unclear what these monsters are up to. First, Chu Wuji's snake monster godmother gave up her body and her soul escaped, and then another monster came and did the same thing...

Is it so chaotic down the mountain?

Ning Xianzhi couldn't stay here forever, but she had received the child's careful care and couldn't leave without saying a word, leaving him alone to face the dangerous situation of being haunted by the demon clan.

As long as he can love his master with such diligence and consideration in the future, he can be taken in to the mountain and be a Taoist boy for a few years, and taught Taoist skills to see how much he can learn.

But seeing how much Chu Wuzhi values ​​his godmother, I'm afraid he won't leave easily, and he may not be willing to go even if you want to take him up the mountain.

...Let's go back and test his attitude. If Chu Wuji really doesn't want to leave his current situation, then I will reveal the true form of the snake demon in this body in front of him.

Next time the child asks to be served while bathing, I will choose that time to reveal my true form as a snake demon. This will not only save me from the embarrassment of being seen naked by him, but also allow him to know the truth that has been kept secret for many years.

Once the child knows the true face of his godmother, he will most likely face reality!

Chapter 4: The Female Immortal Adapts to Her Motherhood

In the two days after returning, Ning Xianzhi continued to secretly practice martial arts to heal his injuries, while Chu Wuji served his godmother who had just awakened with delicious food and drink.

Ning Xianzhi had been waiting for him to mention the bathing matter, but Chu Wuji never mentioned it, so she had to ask Chu Wuji about his and Bai Sujin's past experiences intentionally or unintentionally.

Try to find clues from these experiences, and then give him some pointers so that Chu Wuzhi can discover for himself that something is wrong with his godmother.

Unfortunately, all failed...

Ning Xianzhi actually pointed out many suspicious points, such as "Who would wear a white dress and stroll in the deep mountains and forests?", "After more than ten years of being together, how come Bai Sujin doesn't look aged at all?", etc.

However, Chu Wuji didn't take it seriously and regarded them all as minor problems that were not serious.

"Wuji, do you know the secret of my mother's jade pendant?"

Ning Xianzhi used to feel embarrassed to call herself "mother", but after a few days she got used to it unconsciously, and became even more used to the careful care of this young man.

In tonight's conversation, she planned to start with this jade pendant and briefly point out the unusualness of Bai Sujin's identity.

Chu Wuzhi was sitting on a small stool, washing the woman's feet and massaging her toes with his hands.

The woman's face was ordinary, but her feet were delicate and white, her foot shape was slender and graceful, and her arch was curved like a crescent moon. Even among the delicate girls of their twenties, such beautiful feet were rare.

Under the candlelight beside the table, the pair of tender feet soaked in hot water appear even more translucent and translucent, more beautiful than lotus flowers emerging from water.

Hearing his godmother's words, Chu Wuji didn't even raise his head, but focused on massaging her feet. There was a hint of joy in his tone as he said:

"I know. You've been using this jade pendant to hide your appearance. Mother, you're really starting to remember your own things!"

"..."

Ning Xianzhi choked and suddenly became speechless.

This silly boy is really...

She was a little unwilling to give in, and continued to test, "Wu Ji, aren't you curious about the many strange things about mother?"

Chu Wuji shrugged, "I'm not curious. No matter how weird I am, you are still my mother who picked me up and raised me!"

Although no hint could be given, this child does have good feelings for his mother... Ning Xianzhi hid his sigh in his heart, without any depression in his heart, and looked at this handsome young man with admiration.

"It's done, Mom. I'll take you to bed to rest. I'll just blow out the candle. You don't have to get out of bed."

Chu Wuji wiped the water stains off his godmother's feet with a dry cloth, then carried her gently and steadily to the bed. He quickly blew out the candle, as if he didn't want to delay his mother's rest.

Not long after, Ning Xianzhi, who had just laid down, discovered that Chu Wuzhi had sat down on the chair beside the bed again.

I have to say that he is indeed a strong man. He can sit and sleep for several nights without feeling tired, and he does not look tired during the day. He truly has the spirit of a dragon and a tiger.

She advised, "Wuji, go back to your room and sleep! If you're really worried, just come and see me early tomorrow. I'm much better now."

Chu Wuji shook his head, his attitude firm. He insisted, "One night is not a big deal. Mother, you are obviously starting to remember something. I will watch over you for a few more nights so that you can recover more steadily."

"If mother has a headache and passes out again, how can you help me, Wuji? Won't you just be worried?"

Chu Wuji was stunned by the question. All he could do was probably boil another bowl of calming soup. Even though there was something wrong with the widow who prescribed the medicine for him, it still worked after all.

"I can continue to boil medicine for you. If it doesn't work, I can stay by your side instead of letting you suffer alone!"

"..."

When Chu Wuji said this, Ning Xianzhi was helpless against him.

The child's words "Mom is getting better" were naturally because she had just asked about the jade pendant, which gave Chu Wuji some false hope and caused him to insist on keeping vigil.

Ning Xianzhi thought for a moment and made up her mind. She lifted a corner of the quilt and looked at the boy calmly. For the first time in her life, she said to a man of the opposite sex:

"You come up and sleep with your mother, and you are keeping watch. Lying down is also keeping watch. You are not allowed to sit up all night!"

Chu Wuji didn't say anything. He took off his coat and lay down in the bed. The woman's warm body fragrance slowly lingered in the air, smelling particularly pleasant.

The subtle fragrance of mother is the best calming incense for Chu Wuji.

Seeing him lying so quietly, Ning Xianzhi suddenly remembered what Chu Wuji had told her about their early travels. They slept and ate together almost all the time.

Having been together since childhood and being close to each other for many years, they definitely would not be as polite as they are now.

Ning Xianzhi was just worried that this kid would get into the habit of hugging her, what should she do then?

While tucking him in, she brought up the topic and asked: