I, the transmigrated villain, please wait, gentle master.

Chapter 174 Dream of a Millet Dream and the Sound of Rain (3)

Hearing the noise, Mei Shiyu squatted down next to Li Tingyun, stretched out a finger, and poked his dirty face.

When he spat out that word just now, it was full of energy. Mei Shiyu thought he was perfectly fine and had been spared from being harmed.

"Little friend, are you alright? If you're okay, get up and walk around a bit! Where do you live? I'll take you home, okay?"

As she spoke, Mei Shiyu used her clean hands to wipe the face of the unfamiliar, disheveled child.

Then I saw that he was also extremely dirty, even more pitiful than the orphaned beggars I had ever seen wandering the streets.

It's impossible not to feel pity.

I decided to reach out and pull him up.

When I pulled his arm, I found that it was limp and his wrist was twisted to an unbelievable degree. When I touched his chest, I felt broken bones, some horizontal and some vertical, which might have punctured his internal organs.

“You…” Mei Shiyu was horrified and dared not touch him again.

He hadn't spoken a word, but his eyes were fixed on her without blinking. Was he already...? Mei Shiyu's hand was halfway out when Li Tingyun suddenly moved.

With his last ounce of strength, he rolled over and buried his face in the dirt with a "plop," shouting in a muffled voice, "I don't know you! And you have nothing to do with me! Just go! Don't look at me! Don't worry about me!!!"

He was roaring, screaming, and crawling like an insect.

He was doing things that Mei Shiyu couldn't understand at all.

"Little friend, I'm not a bad person." Not wanting to pull him up abruptly, Mei Shiyu could only talk to him and coax him: "You seem to be badly injured. Can you tell me how you got hurt?"

"Such a serious injury can't go untreated. With your bones shattered like that, it must hurt a lot, right? Trust me, let me take a look. Maybe I can heal you. Once the injury is healed, it won't hurt so much. Aren't you afraid of the pain?"

"...May I touch you?"

"I'm going to touch you."

Without saying a word, Mei Shiyu pulled him out of the mud.

No matter how much Li Tingyun shouted "Don't touch me!" in a shrill and hoarse voice, with every strand of hair resisting, Mei Shiyu ignored him. She didn't mind that he was dirty and smelly, and simply picked him up horizontally, releasing pure and clear spiritual energy from her body to heal him.

Li Tingyun was speechless for a moment.

The moment I was embraced, the wind carried the fragrance of heaven.

No more struggling, no more fussing, but in my heart, it was like a cacophony of drums and firecrackers, and my body was trembling violently, shaking and shivering.

He smelled the faint fragrance of plum blossoms quietly blooming in the snow and ice at such close range.

From this moment on, enter the bones, flesh, and soul.

Never forget.

In the vast and desolate night, a pale blue halo surrounded the two of them, quiet and gentle.

Li Tingyun felt as if she were encased in a translucent eggshell.

This strange illusion gave him a sense of peace he had never felt before.

But this feeling of "peace of mind" made him extremely uncomfortable.

My whole body was shaking violently.

He had long lived in constant fear, and was used to being surrounded by enemies on all sides.

He is as sharp and alert as a cheetah in the jungle, and is best at running, hunting, counterattacking, and ambushing.

He can adapt to changing circumstances, he can go all in, and he can even do something earth-shattering at any cost!

But he just couldn't settle down.

Faced with the "protection" of others, they don't know what to do.

Mei Shiyu had no choice but to hold his trembling body tightly.

He comforted him, saying, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

"Although I don't know anything about medicine, I promise I will heal all your injuries."

"Do you want to know why? Since you're not saying anything, it seems you don't want to know."

"It's okay, even if you want to know, I won't tell you... you wouldn't understand anyway."

"Let's talk about something funny. I'll tell you a joke, do you want to hear it?"

"No, no, I can't say this. I can't utter a single word. I'll laugh myself to death."

He really wants to laugh right now.

But he stubbornly held back, "How about I tell you a story from Daoqing... Hey, at least pay attention to me, right?"

Li Tingyun finally managed to hum out, "Taoist brother, you're so secretive."

He didn't want to get Mei Shiyu's moon-white clothes dirty, and initially tried his best to stay away. However, she was holding him too tightly and he couldn't break free, so he gave in. Anyway, since they were already dirty, what difference would it make if he got a little closer? So he "heartily" snuggled into her arms.

Mei Shiyu breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing Li Tingyun speak.

It wasn't that he talked too much; it was that he did it on purpose.

He deliberately tried to distract the child by talking to him, hoping to ease his pain.

Mei Shiyu thought that Li Tingyun was trembling like that because she was in so much pain.

He carried the little boy, found an open space to sit down, and leaned against a fallen tree stump to rest for a while—the child was quite heavy, probably a chubby boy who could eat a lot, with flesh all over his arms, legs and buttocks, not like an orphan without parents to raise him.

Mei Shiyu continuously emitted spiritual energy, as if the power she had painstakingly cultivated was free.

Li Tingyun shifted into a more comfortable position in his arms, straddling him with her short legs, burying her face, which was so dirty it was unrecognizable, in his chest, and asked, "Taoist brother, why aren't you saying anything? Actually, I'm quite curious to know."

"Hmm?" Mei Shiyu was intently pinching his butt; it just felt really good. "What do you want to know?"

Li Tingyun mumbled in a daze, "I want to know why it feels so good... Being with you makes me feel like I don't hurt anywhere."

Even if I explained it to you, you might not understand.

"But I want to hear you speak."

"Because I am a stone."

"Are you made of stone?"

"You can say that."

"So you're a monkey?"

"...I think you're more like a wild monkey than I am."

Actually, there's no other reason.

Just because he's a rock.

A stone that his master dug out of the Kunlun Mountains.

Jade from Kunlun Mountain is exceptionally beautiful; even the scraps of inferior quality can be ground into powder for medicinal use.

He was originally a "jade embryo" born from the marrow of Kunlun Mountain, possessing powerful "healing" abilities from birth.

At that time, Mei Shiyu had just formed his core and was in the early stage of the Golden Core realm. He could only heal others by extracting his own spiritual energy. Later, when he acquired his primordial spirit, he directly used the divine bird Qingluan, which was transformed from his primordial spirit, to "save lives and heal the wounded" everywhere.

Because he was a stone, he had undergone a long process of polishing and settling from the time he gained intelligence to the time he possessed a soul. Therefore, in his eyes, life was very precious, and the way of heaven was compassionate and favored to the human race. A "human" who was born with three souls and seven spirits was the most spiritual being in the world and truly deserved the title of "endowed with spiritual beauty and outstanding talents".

Today he saved Li Tingyun and treated his injuries at any cost; tomorrow, he would do the same for anyone else he could. In the days that followed, countless people received his kindness, and he helped countless others. Years later, he would never even remember that he had once saved a "wild monkey" in Huangliang City.

Mei Shiyu suddenly asked, "Um... what did you just call me?"

"Brother Taoist priest," Li Tingyun said without hesitation, his words flowing smoothly.

Mei Shiyu felt quite embarrassed; her ears burned and her cheeks flushed red.

He was the youngest in the Dao Xuan Sect, and he was always the one who called others "senior brother" or "senior sister." No one had ever called him "brother" before, so he immediately felt a heavy sense of reliance and trust.

"Since you've started calling him that, will you listen to 'brother'?"

"Yes, yes," Li Tingyun replied hastily.

He agrees with his mouth faster than his brain, without even considering who he's ever listened to before! He even ignores his father's admonitions!

He said he would listen to me… Mei Shiyu thought to himself. Similarly, in the sect, he could only listen to others earnestly; no one was willing to listen to what he had to say. He found it extremely novel; this child was so much fun.

"Then, call my name again and let me hear it?"

"Brother Taoist!"

Crisp and cheerful, sunny and outgoing.

Mei Shiyu almost lost herself in the repeated calls of "brother".

It wasn't until his second senior brother found him and shouted that he was pulled back to reality.

"Thirteenth Brother!"

"..."

Second Brother: "Why are you hiding here? What happened here? Why is it such a mess?"

Mei Shiyu: "I encountered a 'spirit official' by chance. He was strange, cunning, and as strong as a monster. I could not defeat him even if I tried my best."

He stood up, grabbed Li Tingyun by the armpits, and lifted him up in front of his burly second senior brother.

"But senior brother, I found a live baby."

"He's even younger than me. Shall we take him back to our sect?"

"Now I have a junior brother too."

The second senior brother grabbed Li Tingyun by the back of his collar with two fingers, lifted him up like a chick, squinted at him, and burst into laughter: "Hahahaha! Thirteenth brother, where did you find such a big 'rat spirit'?!"

Mei Shiyu said unhappily, "He is a very obedient child, how can you say that about him?"

The second senior brother laughed even louder: "But he's so filthy, if you didn't say he was a person, I would really think he was a rat that had come out of a stinking ditch!"

Li Tingyun: Holy crap...

However, the man before them was tall and imposing, shirtless, with dark skin, well-developed muscles, a thunderous laugh, a voice like a landslide, eyes like copper bells, an unruly hairstyle, and a firm and resolute face.

A vibrant, fire-like tattoo ran from his chest across his shoulders and down his back. Two mountain-splitting axes were crossed on his back, and a blunt, heavy sword was held across his waist.

He is clearly a fire-elemental talent, skilled in strength, imposing attacks, and explosive attacks.

Li Tingyun: A wise man doesn't suffer a loss he can avoid.

The second senior brother rubbed his chin and apologized to him in a serious tone: "I'm sorry, it was wrong of me to say you looked like a rat spirit, but you really... really do! Hahahaha! How can you be so dirty and so small, I really want to sit on you and kill you! Ugh—Huff—"

Li Tingyun kicked him into his laughing mouth.

The entire shoe was stuffed inside, and the mud, grass, and pebbles stuck to the sole were pushed all the way up to his throat!

Then, pull out your foot, and consider the shoe a gift to him.

The second senior brother loosened his collar, grabbed his neck with both hands, and frantically shook his head and dry heaved, moving forward, backward, left, and right.

Mei Shiyu caught Li Tingyun steadily below and sighed, "I take back what I just said. You don't seem to be an 'obedient' child at all. You're too naughty! If you joined my sect, I wonder if Master would get so angry that he'd get wrinkles from all the trouble..."

“Thirteenth Brother, you’re thinking too far ahead. Not to mention that the Dao Xuan Sect has very strict requirements for accepting disciples, and Master has been in seclusion for many years and has no intention of accepting any more disciples. Just look at this stranger’s child. What is his aptitude? Are his parents alive? How many worldly ties does he have? You don’t even know his background. How can you take him back? Don’t mess with other people’s karma and get yourself into trouble.”

A bucket of cold water was poured over him. Mei Shiyu looked up and saw his senior brother arriving on the wind, leisurely walking towards him with his hands behind his back.

The eldest disciple was extremely thin and tall, with his hair neatly tied up high, and his wide Taoist robe was slightly disheveled by the wind.

He was so thin that his clothes hung loosely, making it difficult for him to give off a sense of "ethereal grace".

His original form was a reed growing by the lake, and his appearance was just like that of a weed.

"Senior Brother is right." Mei Shiyu couldn't refute it; he had been too presumptuous.

The second senior brother finally spat out the shoe. "That's right! Although I don't like eight out of ten things the eldest brother says, what he said makes a lot of sense."

The eldest disciple was as weak as grass, while the second disciple was as imposing as a mountain. As the first two disciples Ren Pingsheng took in, they were completely different. Their hobbies, personalities, and expertise were all completely different. Putting the two together was like a scholar meeting a soldier, or even more like fire and water. There were very few times when they were in agreement.

“Thirteen, look, the crystal stone isn’t moving at all,” the second senior brother took the opportunity to test Li Tingyun’s aptitude, and the result was as expected, “This kid’s spiritual root has most likely been taken away, so he’s not suitable to force a path to immortality. Even if you bring him back to the sect, he can only do odd jobs at best. Besides, kidnapping a child will get you jail time!”

“Although the world is in chaos now, with so many people displaced and the government becoming a mere shell, unable to manage anything… you can’t just take someone away on your own, can you? Do you know who their parents are, where they live, or how many siblings they have? What if they are the only son in three generations? You would be committing a grave sin.”

"Hey, listen to your senior brothers, don't cause trouble for Master. When you grow up, you can take on your own disciples! Then you'll know how difficult it is to raise disciples, especially personal disciples, it's no different from raising children. If you encounter an easy one, that's fine, but if you encounter a troublesome one, then you're doomed!"

"Now I finally understand the hardships and difficulties my master endured back then..."

"Every day I wish I could strangle those troublemaking bastards under my tutelage!"

"Second Senior Brother... is right." Mei Shiyu felt quite embarrassed after hearing this. "I was thinking too simply."