Something's Wrong With My Wife

Chapter 90 - 90: Telling a Story

Chapter 90: Telling a Story

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Snowflakes slowly fell.

Luo Qingzhou eavesdropped outside for a while. Feeling a little bored, he continued to float up and landed on the eaves on the top floor of the restaurant.

Just as he was about to look at the scenery outside MO City, he suddenly felt that something was wrong and turned around.

On the other cornice, which was carved in the shape of a mandarin duck, a figure stood silently!

Its entire body was wrapped in a moon-white light.

The night wind blew, and a few strands of black hair flew out of the halo.

Its figure was hazy, like a dream.

It was the soul he had encountered last night!

Luo Qingzhou was shocked and did not dare to stay any longer. He hurriedly floated up and prepared to leave.

Right at this moment, something unexpected happened!

A red light suddenly shot out from a round bead at the top of the pavilion behind him!

The red light instantly enveloped his entire soul!

He suddenly felt his entire body tremble as he was rooted to the ground.

At the same time, a terrifying pressure came, immediately crushing his soul until it began to tremble violently.

An intense pain suddenly assaulted him!

Luo Qingzhou immediately felt a tearing pain all over his body. He looked down and saw that his entire soul had cracked and begun to shatter!

The mask on his face shone brightly.

It was as if it was fighting against the red light.

However, Luo Qingzhou felt more and more pain as his soul began to shatter.

An aura of death instantly enveloped his entire soul!

Oh no, was his soul going to dissipate?

At this moment of despair, he suddenly saw the moon-white figure sitting on the other cornice. It raised its hand, and a moon-white handkerchief flew out, landing on the red bead at the top of the pavilion behind him and covering it.

Swoosh!

The terrifying red light instantly disappeared without a trace.

Luo Qingzhou’s body lightened and he fell onto the roof behind him. His body was trembling with lingering fear.

The cracks on his soul began to heal at a visible speed.

Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment before turning to look at the red bead covered by a handkerchief behind him.

The bead was the size of a pigeon’s egg, but its power was terrifying!

In just a short moment, he almost died!

Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses. He hurriedly stood up and floated in front of the white figure. He bowed and cupped his hands at the figure. “Thank you for saving me, Senior. Otherwise, my soul would have dissipated just now.”

The moon-white figure stood on the eaves with its back facing him. It was hazy and could not be seen clearly. It seemed to be looking at the distant scenery and did not respond.

Luo Qingzhou did not dare to disturb it. He thanked that figure again and prepared to leave.

This place was too scary.

The red bead embedded at the top of the pavilion was probably specially used to restrain ghosts.

A low-level soul like him. who was merely at the Out of Body stage. was naturally unable to withstand it.

Just as he was about to leave, the white figure suddenly said, “Why do you cultivate your soul? Is it for immortality?”

Its voice was cold. The voice seemed close yet far away.

It was a woman.

Luo Qingzhou knew that the voice of his soul was completely different from the voice of his body.

His voice was also a little light and ethereal.

He stopped in his tracks and cupped his hands. “At first, I was just curious and unintentionally reached the Out of Body stage. As for now… I didn’t think too much about it. I just want to become stronger quickly.”

He knew that he was also wrapped in fluorescent light and was wearing a mask. The other party should not be able to see him clearly.

Hearing this, the moon-white figure did not say anything else.

Luo Qingzhou waited for a while and said respectfully, “Senior, are you cultivating your soul for longevity?”

In that book, it was recorded that when one’s soul cultivated to a certain realm, they could reincarnate infinitely. In the end, they could even be immortal and obtain eternal life.

The moon-white figure was silent for a moment before muttering, “I don’t know either…’

Luo Qingzhou looked at her and asked curiously, “Senior, your soul should be very powerful now, right? As far as I know, only a soul at the Night Travel stage will come out every night to train. I’ve met you two nights in a row. Senior, you’re…”

The moon-white figure looked into the distance in a daze. After a moment of silence, she muttered softly, “It’s probably because I’m bored.”

Luo Qingzhou’s heart skipped a beat. He cupped his hands and said, “Then can I have a chat with you?”

If he could obtain some cultivation guidance from this soul expert, he would benefit greatly.

The moon-white figure seemed to have seen through his thoughts and said indifferently, “I won’t teach you any cultivation method.”

Luo Qingzhou could only say, “I’ll admit that I’m a little disappointed to hear you say that. However, you didn’t kill me last night and even saved me tonight.

Even if you don’t teach me any cultivation methods, I still ought to talk to you.”

The moon-white figure looked at the darkness in the distance and was silent for a long time before saying, “What will you say?”

Luo Qingzhou paused for a moment and suddenly heard a voice downstairs. He hurriedly cupped his hands and said, “I know how to tell stories. Senior, do you want to hear it?”

The moon-white figure’s voice seemed to be emotionless. “A story like the one downstairs?”

Luo Qingzhou was a little embarrassed. He did not dare to tell her that he was the first person who told the story of “Romance of the West Chamber”. He said respectfully, “Senior, I know that you won’t listen to love stories. You’re a cultivator, and you asked me about longevity just now. Perhaps you’ll like to hear stories about longevity. Stories about the Heavenly Court, Hell, immortal cultivators, demons, ghosts, immortality… Do you like to hear them?”

The moon-white figure’s gaze flickered. “Heavenly Court, and Hell? Immortals?”

After a pause, she asked, “Do you think the Heavenly Court and Hell exist? Do you think there are immortals?”

Luo Qingzhou pondered for a moment and answered, “Perhaps there are, but it might not be called the Heavenly Court or Hell. When your soul cultivates to a stronger realm, you might be able to see it. As for immortals… Well, you’re already so powerful now. In the eyes of mortals and me, you’re already an immortal. ”

“Does she like flattery?’ he thought.

Unfortunately, he could not see her face or her expression.

The moon-white figure looked into the distance, her black hair dancing in the night wind. After a moment of silence, she said in an ethereal voice, “Tell me a story.”

“Yes.”

Luo Qingzhou stood on the roof of the pavilion with his hands behind his back. Facing the snowstorm, the exciting story of the demons and ghosts appeared in his mind.

“There’s a country overseas called the Aolai Kingdom. The country is close to the sea, and there’s a mountain in the sea called Mount Huaguo…”

“After that immortal stone was created, it started to become spiritual after being exposed to the sun and moon every day. An immortal was within it.

Every day, it would crack and lay a stone egg the size of a ball…”

When Luo Qingzhou mentioned that the stone monkey had jumped out of the egg, the moon-white figure finally moved. She tilted her face slightly as if she had retracted her gaze from the scenery outside and was listening attentively.

“That monkey can walk and jump in the mountains. It eats plants, drinks from streams, picks mountain flowers, and searches for tree fruits. It is accompanied by wolves and insects. Tigers and leopards are part of its group, and deers are its friends…

Snowflakes fell silently, and the night quietly passed.

Below the pavilion, the banquet had already ended.

The building was empty.

At the top of the pavilion, two souls stood in the snow, one in front of the other.

Time passed quickly.

When Luo Qingzhou finished talking about the stone monkey’s apprenticeship and was about to leave, he looked at the sky. It was almost midnight. He hurriedly cupped his hands and said, “Senior, it’s getting late. I should go back.”

The moon-white fizure seemed to be listening with interest. When she heard this, she was a little shocked. She turned to look at him and said, “A soul who is in the Night Travel stage only needs to go back before dawn, is it not?”

Luo Qingzhou said respectfully, “My wife is waiting at home for me. I can’t stay out all night.’

The moon-white figure was in a daze for a moment before muttering, “Wife…’

She paused and nodded slightly. “Go ahead.”

Luo Qingzhou turned around and was about to float away when he turned around and said, “Senior, um… what’s your name? Can I come over tomorrow night to continue with my story?”

The moon-white figure looked into the distance. Her black hair fluttered in the wind, and she did not reply.

“I’ll take my leave.”

Luo Qingzhou did not dare to say anything else and floated away.

After he had drifted far away and disappeared for a long time, the moon-white figure finally came back to her senses and muttered a sentence from the story Luo Qingzhou had just told. “The moon hides jade, the sun hides the bird.

There are turtles and snakes intertwined. They intertwined, and their lives were firm. However, they could plant golden lotuses in the fire. They could gather the five elements and use them in reverse. After completing their cultivation, they would become Buddhas and Immortals.”

Facing the wind and snow, she muttered many times. Suddenly, her eyes lit up and her figure flashed, disappearing from the eaves.

Luo Qingzhou sped back to the house and returned to his body.

At this moment, he was already mentally exhausted and sleepy.

Xiao Die happened to knock on the door again. “Young Master, are you not done yet? Can I come in now?”

The little girl had clearly been here several times.

Luo Qingzhou lay down tiredly and covered himself with the blanket. “Come

in.”

Xiao Die heaved a sigh of relief and pushed open the door to enter.

Luo Qingzhou saw that she was wearing a moon-white undergarment, revealing her snow-white shoulders and a pair of slender, beautiful legs. Her face was red, and her eyes were watery. Upon seeing that, Luo Qingzhou widened his eyes, and he hurriedly said, “Xiao Die, I can’t tonight. I’m tired..

I’m really tired…”

The little girl closed the door and walked over. She said shyly, “Oh, Young Master, go to sleep if you’re tired. I won’t disturb you..

As she spoke, she climbed onto the bed and crawled under the blanket.

She stayed under the blanket for a long time…