Chapter 1219: Chapter 629: The Doll
Chang Tian finally spoke to interrupt: "What exactly are you trying to say?"
Old Man Zeng smiled wryly: "As people get older, they tend to talk more. What I mean is, women rarely speak logically, but what they want is warmth and tenderness. When I just got married, my wife and I argued nonstop every two or three days. Over the years, I realized all she wanted were a few intimate words..."
Before he finished speaking, Chang Tian was already shaking his head: "You really do talk too much." He turned and walked back into the house, leaving Old Man Zeng to let out a long sigh of relief.
Oh, how did he get the urge to say such a thing! Is it his place to meddle in the affairs of the Immortal Master’s house?
Warmth and tenderness... is it? Chang Tian also let out a long sigh.
The little one’s cheeks in the house were flushed, sleeping like a crabapple in spring; her jet-black hair sprawled across the pillow. Now that he had gotten up, she had nothing to hold on to, so she turned and hugged the blanket, leaving one white, long leg exposed. He remembered clearly how strong her legs were.
Chang Tian sat on the bed sideways, gently caressing her soft and tender face. Back when he sat imprisoned in the God Demon Prison, only able to watch her adorable sleeping face through the Demon Eye each day, how could he have imagined such carefree, daily moments together? When did their bond become so deep and profound?
The rooster raised by Granny Liu finally remembered its job of crowing today, its series of loud calls waking Ning Xiaoxian from her slumber. She opened her eyes, dazing a bit first, then instinctively rubbed her pretty face against his fingers, "Chang Tian?"
Last night after handling that ghost baby, Chang Tian took her back to his room with great strength, leaving no room for objection. Fortunately, he was rather well-behaved after that, simply telling her to sleep peacefully.
Her actions made him smile slightly, but he instinctively put on a serious face: "Get up, it’s time for us to set out."
She pouted, grabbing her clothes, and glared at him: "Turn around or get out!" She still wasn’t used to dressing in front of him, the lethal power of his gaze was too strong.
He lazily raised one long eyebrow: "Want me to help you?"
She jumped in fright: "No need!" Would she be so foolish as to offer herself for him to take advantage of? If anything, she should be the one to take advantage of him!
Watching her grinding her teeth there, Chang Tian shook his head helplessly, finally turning his back in goodwill, only to hear rustling sounds behind him, like a little mouse running around.
Hmm, this clumsy girl always forgets that a cultivator’s Divine Thought can also see things, right?
After she tidied up, she walked out with Chang Tian, to find Old Man Zeng still hanging around in the courtyard, but Granny Liu was nowhere to be seen, likely too saddened from last night, hence not up yet.
Ning Xiaoxian remembered she had come out of his room, blushed deeply, and felt awkward as if caught in a clandestine affair.
Chang Tian had no such concerns, wrapping an arm around her waist and striding past Old Man Zeng. In the next instant, they both vanished, leaving only Old Man Zeng’s figure in the courtyard.
The words the woman said to him just before disappearing still echoed in his ears: "Happy New Year."
Truly a pair of immortals. He stood there dumbfounded for quite a while before realizing drops of coolness had fallen on his face.
It was snowing.
The small village in the morning light was already far, far behind. With each step, Chang Tian covered a distance of over ten zhang; what mortal eyes couldn’t keep up with was just a casual stroll for him. Ning Xiaoxian followed at his side, whispering, "Thank you."
"Thank me for what?" Chang Tian gently stroked her smooth, long hair. Ever since she woke up in the Endless Sea Eye, she had cut her waist-length hair, which once reached her ankles, to make moving more convenient.
She didn’t speak, only smiled. Back at Zeng Mansion yesterday, he could have taken her away directly but chose to walk out slowly instead, clearly allowing Old Man Zeng time to think things over. How could he care about a mortal’s life or death? He was merely considerate of her feelings. This man always had such a cold demeanor, never saying anything sweet, yet he considered everything for her.
Watching him walk calmly without haste, Ning Xiaoxian couldn’t help but ask, "Are we setting off already?"
Chang Tian turned to glance at her. The girl was tilting her head, grinning at him, the gloom from the past few days completely gone, her little tantrum seemingly over. Her eyes sparkled with that mischievous light again, stirring warmth in his heart.
The black light emitted by the ghost baby truly needed careful investigation. He looked in the direction Old Man Zeng had pointed this morning, pondering slightly.
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