Before I Died, I Forcibly Kissed The Heroine

The next few days were surprisingly peaceful in the Su residence.

With Feng Chaoge in charge, Chen Qingluan and Yu Ren’er were like well-behaved little lambs.

And ever since being attacked by Su Shi, Feng Chaoge had hurriedly avoided when she saw him, and she didn’t even dare to come to him to sleep at night.

Xin Ling was probably too embarrassed to come to the Su Residence.

As a result, Su Shi had a clear mind.

Every day he only meditated and practised, his mental state became more and more stable.

He felt that it wouldn’t take long before he broke through again.

In the Hall.

Mo Yulan and the three “daughters-in-law” sat around a square table.

On the table were neatly arranged jade plaques with various patterns engraved on them.

“You know the rules, right?”

“Cutting winnings, is a method that generally refers to the turn where the top player takes the card that the bottom player wants to take.”

Mo Yulan said with a smile: “It was agreed upon beforehand, but you can’t peek with your divine sense.”

This is a game “invented” by Su Shi back then, called Mahjong.

At that time, no one cared too much, but after playing a few games, it became more and more popular.

One person influences 10 people, and 10 people influence 100 people!

Now this game has spread in all the big families in Nanli.

The wives of each family gather to play cards every day, and they feel uncomfortable if they don’t play for a day.

However, this game is not suitable for cultivators to play, as there are too many ways to cheat.

That’s why it’s only popular in Nanli’s “female circles”.

Su Shi saw it in his eyes and shook his head in amusement.

Chen Qingluan had obviously been fooled several times on purpose, so she just took the cards and gave them to Mo Yulan.

Feng Chaoge was even worse.

Not only did she reveal her own cards, but also secretly controlled the order of the cards, so Mo Yulan could draw the cards she wanted at any time.

Yu Ren’er only acts as a mob that livens up the atmosphere.

For them, wanting to win was too easy.

They just wanted to make Mo Yulan happy.

“Where is it called Mahjong?”

“Obviously it’s nurture.”

Seeing them having fun, Su Shi didn’t care and walked into the courtyard alone.

Looking at the remaining clouds rolling in the sky, he seemed to think of something.

“I’ll make use of this time to solve Xin Ling’s problem.”

Originally, he planned to send a letter there.

But on second thought, it was better to talk about this kind of thing in person.

Taking out the picture scroll and opening it, a beautiful scene appeared in front of him.

With a light touch of his fingers, his figure disappeared instantly.

In the hall, Feng Chaoge’s eyes flashed.

Without a trace of spiritual power fluctuations, Su Shi’s aura suddenly disappeared, and there was no trace of him in the entire Nanli City.

“Sure enough, he has the ability to pass through the void.”

“I don’t know if it’s a divine artefact or supernatural power, but it’s really amazing.”

“But… where did he go?”

Feng Chaoge was a little confused.

“Miss Huang, it’s your turn.”

“Oh, three points!”.

“Haha, what a pity. One more time!”

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Land of Great Clouds, Qiong Yun Peak.

At the top of the mountain, Sikong Lanyue sat cross-legged.

There were no clouds and fog, and her face was cold and beautiful, like a snow lotus blooming on a mountain peak.

She held an ice sculpture in her hand.

To be precise, it was a candyman trapped in an ice sculpture.

The candyman was so soft, its appearance was the same as hers, even every strand of hair was the same.

“It’s going quite well.”

Sikong Lanyue showed a smile.

Thinking of what happened in the Drunken Moon House, her face flushed slightly.

“When did the bright moon first appear? One raises a cup and asks the blue sky.”

“He’s really talented.”

“Talent in cultivation is high, mastering alchemy and artefact refining, and very talented in literature. What else can’t he do?”

Sikong Lanyue hated men.

She thought she would never have a man by her side.

Until Su Shi appeared.

He violated all common sense, disturbed her dao heart, and played with her life so arrogantly.

Even changing the path she had always insisted on.

Looking at the moonlight looming in the sky, Sikong Lanyue’s eyes were slightly lost.

“People have sorrows, joys, partings and reunions, the moon is dark, bright, waxes or wanes.”

“These problems have been this way since ancient times.”

“Yet one hopes for longevity.”

“A thousand miles apart, together [seeing] the moon’s beauty.”

Holding an ice sculpture in her hand.

Although it was extremely cold, it filled her heart with warmth.

But then she thought of something and sighed.

“But Su Shi is in love with Qingchen.”

“And I secretly think about my disciple’s man, it’s too embarrassing.”

“That little thief is to blame, why does he always provoke me?”

Sikong Lanyue thought to herself.

“Cough…”

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded behind her:

“Daoist Master Sikong, long time no see.”

Sikong Yueyue stiffened.

Slowly turning around to look, she saw Su Shi standing behind her who knows when.

Looking at that handsome face, she was unconscious for a long time.

“You’re back?”

“Hmm.”

Su Shi nodded, “I already said I would return often to see Daoist Master Sikong.”

Sikong Lanyue turned her head and said in a low voice, “What are you looking for from me?”

Su Shi smiled, “Daoist Master Sikong is very beautiful.”

A hint of embarrassment appeared in Sikong Yueyue’s eyes, “That’s not what I meant!”

This man always drove her crazy with just a few words.

But even though he didn’t say anything, his heart was very happy, as if the clouds and fog covering Sikong Lanyue had disappeared at this moment.

Although they were thousands of miles apart, as they watched the same moon it was as if they were together. But after all, seeing each other in close proximity was much better.

“It turns out that this little thief is a little considerate, and knows how to come back and meet me.”

The corner of Sikong Lanyue’s mouth twitched slightly.

Su Shi said curiously, “I seem to have heard Daoist Master Sikong mutter something earlier…”

“I didn’t say anything!”

Sikong Lanyue blushed slightly, “You heard wrong!”

“Okay.”

Su Shi did not ask further.

When he walked to the edge of the cliff and sat down, there was a surging sea of clouds under his feet, and a bright moon above his head as if it could reach out.

Sikong Lanyue sat quietly beside him.

The two did not speak for a long time.

Despite being so quiet, there was no trace of embarrassment.

Sikong Lanyue’s dao heart had completely calmed down.

“I really don’t know what magic this guy has.”

“Whenever I am by his side, my Dao Heart will be more stable than usual.”

“Could this be what Master meant by ‘doesn’t extreme loving-kindness in the dao seem good too?‘”

Sikong Lanyue looked at it and said, “You suddenly came here, you should be looking for me for something, right?”

Su Shi nodded and said, “I have something to ask for.”

Sikong Lanyue laughed and said: “I know your purpose is not pure, tell me, what is it?”

Su Shi cleared his throat, “I found a disciple for you.”

Sikong Lanyue: “Huh?”

1. Mahjong is a game that originated in China. https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mahjong

2. Cutting Victory (截胡), https://zhidao.baidu.com/question/263681185404974845/answer/1918067240.html