bookrandom Chapter 151 The Haunted House 12
Chapter 151 The Haunted House 12
"I'll go watch from the side." After saying this, Murong Xiangxun disappeared from the spot.
At this moment, the surroundings were as quiet as a corner forgotten by time. Shen Ying stood quietly by the hot spring, her eyes looking at the steaming hot spring.
She took a small breath, and the faint sulfurous smell unique to hot springs instantly filled her nostrils. The smell was not pungent, but rather carried a kind of simplicity and warmth from the depths of the earth.
She bent down and slowly reached her hand towards the hot spring.
The moment my fingers gently touched the spring water, a warm current instantly spread throughout my body from my fingertips.
Soaking in hot springs has always held an inexplicable attraction for her.
However, although she had soaked in hot springs a few times before, her mind was always a mess whenever she thought about it.
Those places are always packed with people, their voices and shouts mixed together, giving you a headache.
Everyone was jostling in the water like dumplings being boiled in a pot, making it incredibly difficult to enjoy a relaxing soak in the hot spring. No one had any pleasant memories of it.
At this moment, in this silence, she was able to enjoy the hot spring all by herself. Shen Ying looked up at the sky, and she didn't seem to hate the system as much anymore.
Shen Ying turned her head and looked around. There was no one in sight, so she slowly took off her clothes with peace of mind.
She lifted her foot and gently stepped into the pool. The warm spring water instantly covered her skin, and the warmth seemed to have a magical power, chasing away all her tension and fatigue.
Shen Ying couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, completely relaxing and wanting to stay still in the water.
The wisps of mist rising from the pool, like a thin veil, gently surrounded her, making everything before her eyes seem like a dream.
Shen Ying gently raised her head, her eyes gazing at the vast, boundless starry sky, where countless stars twinkled.
Under this clear and clean night sky, Shen Ying's mind gradually went blank, and her heart was filled with peace and tranquility.
All those chaotic, tangled thoughts from before were now completely forgotten by her.
Shen Ying was immersed in the gentle night, soaking in the warm spring water, feeling extremely comfortable.
At this moment, the tranquility was broken by a "thump," and Shen Ying's relaxed body tensed up instantly.
Her eyes widened in alarm as she quickly turned to look at the source of the sound.
Ripples spread across the water's surface, and a wet, disheveled head popped out.
Shen Ying looked closely and, hey, it was actually a monkey!
The monkey wasn't afraid of strangers. Its bright eyes stared intently at Shen Ying, full of curiosity, as if it were investigating this uninvited guest who had entered its territory. It would scratch its head from time to time, splashing water droplets everywhere.
Shen Ying stared at the uninvited monkey in front of her, and the videos she had watched before flashed through her mind. Her heart pounded. She thought that these monkeys were very mischievous, and some of them were even fierce, always playing tricks on people or attacking them.
She swallowed nervously, forced a smile, and whispered to the monkey, "Hey, Monkey King! Hello! Look how big this hot spring is, let's each soak in our own, and keep to ourselves, okay?"
But the monkey clearly couldn't understand human speech.
Its ears twitched. Hearing Shen Ying speak, it didn't stop. Instead, it swam towards her even faster, making squeaking noises all the while.
Shen Ying, who was in the hot spring, panicked and shuddered, letting out a short scream.
In her panic, she didn't care about anything else and turned around to scramble towards the edge of the hot spring, secretly glad that she had been soaking right next to the edge and that she had gotten ashore without much effort.
As soon as she got ashore, Shen Ying went straight to her clothes, thinking she could put them on quickly so she could run away.
Before I could even grab the clothes, everything went black and something covered my head.
Immediately afterwards, Shen Ying felt her body lighten as she was pulled into an embrace by a force.
The embrace carried a slight chill, and having just emerged from the warm spring water, she instantly felt goosebumps rise on her skin and shuddered reflexively.
At the same time, a shrill scream came from behind her, startling her.
Then, a series of "pitter-patter" footsteps faded into the distance, accompanied by the monkey's pitiful whimpering sounds, like crying.
"Are you alright? Were you scared?" A cool yet gentle voice softly sounded in Shen Ying's ear.
Shen Ying subconsciously raised her head, her gaze meeting a pair of deep, dark blue eyes filled with concern.
Those eyes were so beautiful that Shen Ying was slightly stunned. After a moment of distraction, she gently shook her head at Murong Xiangxun and said, "No, I'm fine."
After saying that, Shen Ying hurriedly lowered her head, avoiding Murong Xiangxun's gaze, and slowly took a step back, leaving his embrace.
Murong Xiangxun lowered his eyelids, quietly looking at the empty embrace. A complex emotion flashed across his eyes, seemingly loss and melancholy, but in an instant, he returned to normal, his expression becoming peaceful again.
Shen Ying raised her hand and tightened the white robe she was wearing. This robe was Murong Xiangxun's outer robe. Murong Xiangxun was tall and slender. The robe was loose on Shen Ying, and the hem dragged on the ground, covering her completely.
Shen Ying stood there, feeling extremely embarrassed, her cheeks burning. She was trying to figure out how to ask Murong Xiangxun to leave so she could put her clothes on.
At this moment, Murong Xiangxun suddenly bent down and gently but firmly lifted her up in his arms.
Shen Ying gasped in surprise and frantically waved her hands in the air.
Murong Xiangxun held her tightly in his arms and said, "Don't be afraid, I'll take you away from here."
Shen Ying calmed down and awkwardly clutched Murong Xiangxun's collar.
In the blink of an eye, the scenery around them had changed, and the two found themselves in a quaint and elegant room.
Shen Ying looked up and around, a sense of familiarity washing over her. This was the space that Murong Xiangxun had brought her to before, a space he had personally cultivated.
Before she could fully recover, her gaze swept across the room and she saw her clothes neatly folded on the stool.
"Change your clothes and I'll take you out." Murong Xiangxun's deep voice rang in her ears. As soon as Shen Ying looked up, she saw him flash and disappear again.
She was left alone in this quiet space, her cheeks still flushed and her heart still pounding.
Murong Xiangxun stepped out of the space and landed gracefully.
A gentle breeze stirred his hair, and his lips involuntarily curled upwards, a satisfied and contented smile slowly spreading across his face.
That smile was like a stream breaking through the ice in spring, carrying wisps of warmth that spread little by little.
He looked up into the distance, but his thoughts were still immersed in the space.
That space was cultivated by him using his own soul power, connected to his aura and mind, and was a hidden corner deep within his soul.
At this moment, Shen Ying's presence permeated the space, from the faint fragrance in her hair to the unique aroma emanating from her breath, leaving nothing out.
Murong Xiangxun gently closed his eyes, as if savoring the moment.
He could clearly sense that his own aura was intertwined and closely blended with Shen Ying's.
With each breath, he could feel the wondrous vibrations brought about by the merging of their energy, flowing through his meridians to his limbs and bones, immersing him in an indescribable pleasure.
This joy stems from the purest emotional longing deep within, as if a sweet seed has been quietly planted in a barren field of the heart, and is now sprouting.
Shen Ying, inside the space, knew nothing. She took a deep breath, quickly put on her clothes, and then sat quietly on the stool, lost in thought.