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Chapter 196 Flesh

"Master Ziyan, could you allow us to have a private conversation?" After hearing Ling Qi's words, there was still some hesitation on his face.

Su Qinchao sighed softly, raised his round phoenix eyes, and looked at the monk Ziyan with a little embarrassment.

"Of course, but please do it as soon as possible. There is less than a quarter of an hour left." The monk Ziyan lowered his eyes and nodded calmly.

After that, he gave a brief explanation and picked up the weasel that was curled up at his feet with its eyes rolling around.

He turned around and walked out of the cave, but in a few breaths he disappeared from the two people's sight.

At this moment, he had almost accepted the fact that Su Qinchao was originally a man.

Although now I am still distracted by the occasional coquettish look of this person.

But it’s much better than at the beginning. At least there’s no problem in maintaining my attitude as a Buddhist.

The two people who stayed in the cave kept looking at each other silently after Monk Ziyan left.

"Ling Qi." Su Qinchao called softly and reached out to brush away the messy hair on Ling Qi's cheek.

She grabbed his collar and stood on tiptoe to kiss him.

"Hmm." Ling Qi wanted to turn his head away, but the person in front of him grabbed his chin forcefully, so he had to lower his head and endure it.

From being incredibly soft when they first came into contact to the fierce attack that made him breathless and gradually lose the initiative.

This familiar and irresistible feeling must be that person.

Ling Qi closed his eyes and stopped looking at the delicate and soft face in front of him.

Concentrate on feeling the sweetness lingering and blending between each other's lips and teeth.

He never imagined that Su Qinchao was a woman in her previous life.

However, even in this state, this man did not seem to leave any room for resistance when treating her, which was no different from when he was a man.

He couldn't imagine what this person looked like in his previous life.

"Okay, there's not much time left. I'll talk to you when I wake up." After a kiss, Su Qinchao loosened the collar of the person in front of him.

She looked at Ling Qi's lips which were red from her kiss, chuckled and said something in his ear.

Then, right in front of him, she threw herself into his body.

In fact, he didn't need to use a kiss to prove himself, it was just that it was rare for him to transform into his previous life's appearance, and he wanted Ling Qi to feel it as well.

...

On the way here, Monk Ziyan had told Su Qinchao about this.

After entering the body, the soul cannot wake up immediately, but needs to reconnect and integrate with the five senses in the body.

Then the heart, soul, meridians throughout the body, and limbs will be unblocked little by little like thawing, and only then can you slowly regain control of your body.

Moreover, everyone's recovery period is different, and how long it takes depends on their own physical condition.

Therefore, it took Ling Qi half an hour just to hold Su Qinchao and wait for him to open his eyes.

"You're awake?" Ling Qi looked at Su Qinchao happily as he rested his head on his lap.

The eyes that were cold before had already become as warm as spring breeze and rain, revealing a faint moisture.

"..." Su Qinchao tried to move his lips, but no sound came out.

He could only blink rapidly a few times, trying to tell Ling Qi something.

"What's wrong?" Ling Qi touched Su Qinchao's face in confusion.

“…Don’t… cry…” Su Qin uttered these two words with difficulty. He originally wanted to wipe away the moisture from the corners of the eyes of the person in front of him, but unfortunately he couldn’t even move his fingers at this moment.

Except for lying on the couch, he had never seen this man cry before. Tsk, this was even rarer than red rain from the sky.

"I didn't cry." Ling Qi blinked in surprise.

He was just a little angry with himself. He regretted letting this man take the risk alone.

I regret that I came too late, regret that I know too little, and hate myself for being incompetent.

But within just two months, he once again experienced this feeling of having power but nowhere to use it on this person.

He would never cry no matter who was crying, absolutely impossible!

"That's good." Su Qinchao smiled slightly.

Then he raised his fingers that had just regained consciousness and touched the eyebrows, nose tip, and even lips of the person in front of him.

She carefully traced each place with her fingertips until she stopped at his Adam's apple. When she wanted to slide her hand into Ling Qi's clothes, her hand was caught.

"Don't make trouble."

...

When Su Qinchao fully recovered, he and Ling Qi walked out of the cave together.

I happened to see Monk Ziyan squatting on the stone steps, telling fortunes with coins, and there were several hexagrams written on the ground.

He could vaguely see the Qian and Zhen hexagrams, but Su Qinchao didn't quite recognize the others and had no idea what this monk was calculating.

Besides, isn't he a monk? Shouldn't he be shaking the fortune stick? Why did he include the Taoist's sixty-four hexagrams?

Or were monks in ancient times all that stubborn and needed to know a little bit about everything?

"I just painted it for fun, just to pass the time when I had nothing to do." Seeing the confusion in the two people's eyes, the monk calmly put away the copper coins and stood up.

His eyes intentionally or unintentionally passed over the rather gentle and handsome face in front of him.

It fell on the branch of the lush cypress tree behind him.

In fact, what he just calculated was the fate between himself and Su Qinchao.

As a Buddhist, he naturally knows that every person he meets on the path of practice has more or less fate with him.

However, none of the people he had met before had made him feel this strange and dazed feeling, so he wanted to calculate it.

However, the hexagrams he divined were all vague and did not tell him the answers.

Maybe he should just let it be.

"Master Ziyan, I wonder where those trapped people were resettled? Are they safe?" Su Qinchao did not ask any further questions.

Instead, he asked about what happened to the common people before. Although he had heard Monk Ziyan mention it, he didn't know the details.

Now that the matter is almost resolved, it is natural that I have to ask about it one by one so that I can wrap it up.

"It's in a thatched hut not far from here. Please follow me this way." The monk bowed.

Then he took the two men and a weasel, walked around two poplar forests of moderate size, and came to a dilapidated and rickety thatched house.

"It sounds like someone is talking." Su Qin tilted his ear slightly and cautiously stopped the monk who was about to push the door open and enter.

Then he looked at Ling Qi, who looked calm, and asked him about the noise when he was still some distance away from the thatched hut.

This guy is more skilled in martial arts than him, so he shouldn't have not heard it.

"Nothing, it's the voices of those detectives." Ling Qi shook his head affirmatively.

This was agreed upon earlier when he and the detectives separated.

If you encounter something that you cannot resolve immediately, just stay there and wait for others.

If you haven't found it yet and there's nothing left to find, just return along the same route.

It seems that these constables just happened to find this place and stayed here together.

Then Ling Qi walked around the two of them and pushed the door open.

Sure enough, I saw a circle of twenty or thirty people among the unconscious people.

There were several constables, some big and strong, some tall and thin, sitting in front of a three-legged table, talking about something.