Chapter Four, He is my husband

Well

Chang Yuan made a sound of acknowledgment and closed his eyes again

Er Sheng finally picked up the bowl and took a small bite; the fragrant and soft rice spread in her mouth, and she couldn't help but start to devour it hungrily. After finishing two bowls, she added another bowl. Er Sheng glanced around the table but did not see Chang Yuan. The rice caught in her throat, and she thought to herself: It's over, I have started to live a comfortable life and forgotten about my husband who is paralyzed in bed.

Er Sheng stepped outside to investigate and soon realized that Ji Ling had led the immortal masters of Wufang back. The immortal masters were all dressed in Daoist robes with white backgrounds and blue patterns, their faces showing signs of fatigue, completely unlike the imposing aura Er Sheng had witnessed that morning. Upon entering the inn, they each found a place to sit, their expressions slightly grave.

"Your Excellency?" Chen Zhu could hardly believe it and asked, "How old are you?"

The immortals were engaged in a lively discussion, leaving the junior disciples even more bewildered. The round-faced girl who lived with Er Sheng tugged at her master's sleeve and said, "Master, what are you talking about? We don't understand."

After July, it will be the 14th. Then I will go upstairs to take care of him first. Having said that, she hurriedly ran upstairs, leaving the children in the hall with endless emotions.

Most of the children sent to the Wufang Immortal Mountain for cultivation come from families of some means, having never experienced hardship in their early years. Upon hearing Ersheng's words, they all laughed and said: "It's just a meal, no need for you to pay; feel free to eat as you like"

Er Sheng's eyes reddened, and she quickly blinked to disperse the tears, yet she still held tightly onto Chang Yuan's hand, unwilling to let go

Er Sheng had never left the village, and he was even more unaware that the world outside the village could be like this... desolate

Like a bolt of lightning cutting through a clear sky, this group of adolescents fell silent in an instant

Er Sheng fell silent for a moment and replied, "No, but I got splattered all over my face with his brain matter."

The four of them arrived at the inn, and Ji Ling said: "There are already a few people in the town who have fallen ill. I will go take a look around first. Chen Zhu, you stay here and take care of the two of them."

Er Sheng tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep. She constantly felt a chill rising from her back to her head, and the palms of her hands, which had developed dark spots during the day, became both itchy and painful at night. She forced herself not to scratch it, closing her eyes in an attempt to drift off to sleep

In that very moment, Ersheng's eyes sparkled, and she leaned in to plant a kiss on Changyuan's cheek, playfully rubbing her face against his as she exclaimed, "Husband, husband!"

Er Sheng, I do not find you undesirable

Before long, the outside became noisy

I am afraid of the cold

Just as she saw the appearance of the village after she got up this morning

Er Sheng and Si Ming are alike; one suppresses the festering emotional wounds behind a facade of unruliness, while the other conceals a hysterical fear of loneliness behind a veneer of rebellion

Chen Zhu was dissatisfied: "Master Uncle, I want to go too! There are other senior brothers in the inn, having them there is enough." Ji Ling cast a faint glance at him. Chen Zhu's outstretched neck silently retracted, "Alright then"

"Experience?" Er Sheng wondered, "Why are you staying at the inn?"

The immortal let out a sigh and said, "All the zombies in the northern village have been burned. We were supposed to return after noon." Upon hearing this, Ersheng's body stiffened, and he shrank back into the corner. The person continued, "However, on our way back, we discovered that a large number of zombies suddenly surged from the south, all heading north. This town is a necessary passage to the north; if those zombies are allowed to pass, there will surely be no living souls left in this town. And under the onslaught of the overwhelming zombie poison, we are also unable to use our swords to head south and return to Wufang."

Er Sheng asked: "What is corpse poison?"

Everyone suddenly turned pale, which means that a battle is inevitable, and it can only end in victory, not defeat

However, as soon as I close my eyes, countless images involuntarily flash through my mind, including the head of the scholar rolling under her feet, the zombie whose head she blew apart, and the person covered in sores who was killed with a mere wave of Ji Ling's hand

There are distinctions between men and women. Casual intimacy is one thing, but sleeping together is another. Si Ming has discussed this with him many times; this is a matter that could cost lives

As for the title "Xiang Gong," he has already grown accustomed to it. Chang Yuan thought to himself that he was destined not to marry. If Er Sheng were to call out joyfully, then let her call out as she pleased

The young disciples noticed their masters' grim expressions and dared not speak. They looked around, and in the end, it was Chen Zhu who stepped forward: "Master Uncle, didn't you say you were going for a walk in town? Why did you come back with everyone?"

Er Sheng entered the room and saw that there was still food on the table. She thought to herself that the person who delivered the food was not attentive. Chang Yuan could not get to the table, as it was so far from the bed; how could he eat? Little did she know that it had already taken a considerable effort from the innkeeper to get into this room

Ji Ling waved her hand and said: "That's enough for today. We have worked together to create a barrier that can temporarily ensure the safety of the town. Everyone should rest well and return to the battlefield tomorrow." After saying this, she called out the names of a few disciples, instructing them to accompany her tomorrow.

I will feed you.

After Ersheng finished her grooming, she sat down and inquired about their origins. They told Ersheng that the guests at the inn were all disciples of the Wufang Immortal Mountain. Due to the recent spread of the corpse poison, the Wufang Sect Master had instructed the cultivators to descend the mountain to control the epidemic, and they were all out training with their masters.

Chang Yuan shook his head and said, "I am not hungry." After a moment of silence, he suddenly remarked, "The people here seem to fear me greatly. I am indeed not human. If you are also afraid..."

Er Sheng nodded gratefully at Chen Zhu and said: "Thank you, little immortal, but I will handle such matters in the future. After all, he is my husband, and it is not good to always trouble others."

I am full. Er Sheng placed the chopsticks on the table and looked at Chen Zhu, who seemed to hold the most authority among the group of young disciples. Naturally, Er Sheng sought his opinion, "May I take this bowl of rice with me?"

Er Sheng's face suddenly turned red, and after hesitating for a long time, he finally said: "I... I have no money"

"It is like a disease; once infected, one will turn into a zombie..." Chen Zhu paused, his expression suddenly becoming serious, "Just like him." A person with rotting skin slowly walked down the road ahead, just like those people Er Sheng saw this morning. She couldn't help but move closer to Chang Yuan, even though Chang Yuan could only walk with assistance now.

That night, the town was even quieter than during the day

Er Sheng leaned closer to his pillow, looking left and right, waiting for Chang Yuan to respond. After a long while, seeing no change in his expression, Er Sheng felt a bit disappointed and lowered his head. Unexpectedly, at that moment, he heard him say lightly: "If you wish to follow, I will not drive you away."

The several kind-hearted young women living with Ersheng, upon seeing her in a disheveled state, brought water for her to take a bath and lent her their own clothes to wear

A few young women exchanged glances for a moment, and one of the round-faced girls, appearing somewhat distressed, said: "They say it is for training... but whenever there is a relatively dangerous situation, the masters are afraid that something might happen to us, and most of the time they leave us in safer places."

Before she finished speaking, Ersheng suddenly cast a shy glance at him and said, "My husband, you really don't need to test me like this... I, I am already yours." As she spoke, she touched her own backside.

Longyuan

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly someone realized, "Yes, it seems like there is some purpose. Previously, they appeared sporadically, but now they have gathered like an army, setting off towards some destination."

Chang Yuan nodded, mentally noting her words.

Will she turn into a zombie, and will she also be killed

Er Sheng had been staying in Chang Yuan's room all afternoon to take care of him. Just before dusk, she suddenly felt the entire room tremble twice. She looked out the window and saw that a huge blue membrane had appeared in mid-air at some point, enveloping the entire town like a net.

Er Sheng turned to look at the long abyss, his eyes revealing a hint of unease towards the unknown

The young ladies mentioned this topic with a sense of gloom, and Ersheng did not know how to comfort them. Moreover, thinking of the tragic scene in her own village, Ersheng's mood became even heavier

Although Ersheng did not understand what the technique of confinement meant, she probably understood the meaning of the words "no problem". Thus, she sat back down beside Changyuan, burying her head as she looked at her palm, where a spot was slowly turning black.

This morning, I heard that there was an incident in the village to the north, so Master Jiling instructed us to stay in the town and led the master and others to handle the bodies

Long Yuan did not find anything wrong with Er Sheng's actions this time. After all, when she was still Si Ming, she had also playfully rolled back and forth on his dragon body in the Wanjian Ruins, nuzzling against his dragon horns with a sense of entitlement, shouting: "Big Black Dragon, Big Black Dragon"

Chen Zhu pouted and did not dare to respond further

Er Sheng was momentarily stunned, and then recalled that she had once told him that losing a front tooth would lead to starvation. She scratched her head and said with some distress: "I did eat... I did eat it, and the immortals also told me that losing a front tooth won't lead to starvation, as long as I find something hard like a bone to replace it later." But where could she find something hard like a bone? Should she stuff it with a stone?

Is it for that person who cannot walk? His meal has already been delivered.

The two closed their eyes, and after a while, Chang Yuan opened his eyes again and suddenly asked: "Er Sheng, were you bitten by a zombie today?"

A group of people continued to walk forward, and as they passed by the corpse of the zombie, Ersheng couldn't help but glance back. She thought to herself that this person must have been just like her before, an ordinary person. Chen Zhu glanced at Ersheng, secretly mocking her maternal compassion, and explained: "This disease spreads too quickly; everyone who has been bitten is inevitably infected. There is no cure, and the only option is to kill them all. Many villages have already been slaughtered."

Just don't treat me as a woman. Besides, aren't you already my husband? My mother told me when I was young that only a man who is a husband can sleep together. It's no problem for us to sleep together

"It is not intelligence," Jiling said, "but purpose."

Chen Zhu saw her somewhat dazed expression and thought to himself that she must have been frightened by what she had seen today. He couldn't help but comfort her, saying: "There is no need to be surprised. I have heard that the corpse poison has spread here, and every household is very tense, staying indoors day and night. But with me and Master Ji Ling protecting you, nothing will happen for sure"

Chang Yuan Dao: "Do not be afraid, I do not despise you, nor will I abandon you"

With a wave of white light from Jiling's hand, the zombie paused for a moment and then fell to the ground, motionless.

Jiling wore a cold expression, frowning and remaining silent. The disciples exchanged glances for a while, their hearts filled with even greater suspicion. Suddenly, a robust man slammed his hand on the table and angrily exclaimed, "We should fight those soulless monsters! Perhaps we can carve out a bloody path."

Never having received such good treatment, Ersheng was truly moved several times in her heart

The actions performed by Ersheng now are not fundamentally different from those of Siming at that time

"Who the hell knows?" The burly immortal snorted coldly, "My hands are already soft from killing, and there is still a dark mass of them. Am I supposed to count them one by one?"

He thinks this way

Although Chen Zhu was somewhat afraid, he was still a young and inexperienced individual, and his desire to prove himself outweighed his fear. He asked, "Then how many zombies are there approximately"

Er Sheng called out to Chang Yuan and pushed the door open. At that moment, Chang Yuan had just finished adjusting his internal energy. Upon seeing Er Sheng enter, his first question was unexpectedly: "Can you eat now?"

Who slaughtered numerous villages, Ersheng did not dare to ask, but only felt that the places on his face where the zombie brain matter remained became incredibly hot

She hesitated for a long time, then called out: "Changyuan ... ..."

Chang Yuan decisively closed his mouth and shut his eyes to rest his mind

Chen Zhu arranged for Er Sheng to live with the other female disciples. Originally, Chang Yuan was also supposed to be arranged to live with the other male disciples. However, as soon as he helped Chang Yuan into the room, the others resolutely refused to stay in that room. Chen Zhu understood their unspoken difficulties and compassionately provided Chang Yuan with a small room to live in alone.

At noon, during lunch, Ersheng stared blankly at the bowl of glutinous white rice placed in front of her for a long time. The girl beside her served her some vegetables, saying: "You are so thin, eat more."

Well

Chen Zhu also participated, and he was naturally excited and eager to take action

The chill seeped into her bones as she turned over in bed, wrapped herself in the quilt, and ran into Changyuan's room. Without knocking, she barged straight in, placed her pillow and quilt beside Changyuan, and conveniently climbed onto Changyuan's bed.

"What if I become a zombie?" This was the first time Ersheng spoke today, her voice trembling slightly, revealing the fear and panic she had been desperately suppressing. Changyuan moved his finger, intending to pat her head, but was tightly grasped by Ersheng. "Don't abandon me! I will control myself; I won't bite like the others! I won't become like that... I will be very obedient, please don't despise me!"

Chang Yuan shook his head: "It is of no consequence, merely a technique of confinement."

"Senior brother, you must not act rashly," another elegant fairy said. "The zombies this time seem to be somewhat different from those we encountered before; they... they are more intelligent than before..."

Given the premise of "my lord," Changyuan found Ersheng's words reasonable. Since he had no intention of doing anything to her, he allowed Ersheng to snuggle from her own blanket into his blanket.

Er Sheng