Thriller Night Talk

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Bei Quan quickly picked up two things and asked Wei Fuyuan to help carry them.

They left the palace together.

They walked to Bei Quan’s residence, and along the way, Wei Fuyuan noticed that the palace was large but had few people coming and going.

Occasionally, one or two people passed by, all of whom knew Bei Quan and nodded in greeting, but did not ask about Wei Fuyuan’s identity.

Wei Fuyuan expressed his thoughts, “There are really few people here.”

“Yeah.”

Bei Quan replied with a smile, “If I remember correctly, there are probably more than 30 people living in the Zhuling secret realm now.”

Bei Quan rubbed his chin and said, “No, it’s not just ‘people’…”

Wei Fuyuan didn’t say anything.

It was already extravagant for a palace this size to house more than 30 people, but even more extravagant was the fact that there were probably many creatures that were not human… or perhaps they couldn’t even be called “creatures” in the literal sense.

“So…”

Wei Fuyuan couldn’t help but ask, “Your master… isn’t human either?”

Bei Quan smiled and shook his head.

“My master is still alive.”

Bei Quan raised his hand and pointed downwards.

“When my master was chosen as the guardian of the Zhuling secret realm, his physical body fell asleep somewhere in the red crystal rock mountain… as for where, only my master knows.”

Wei Fuyuan didn’t understand the causal relationship between the two factors, “Why?”

“Well, you can think of it as an alternative form of seclusion.”

Bei Quan replied, “If my master wants to guard the Zhuling secret realm for a long time, he needs to live longer. The best way is to meditate and practice in a state of sleep to extend his lifespan.”

Wei Fuyuan suddenly remembered the so-called “turtle breathing technique” he had read in martial arts novels and nodded in understanding,

“I see.”

He thought for a moment, “Because your master is in seclusion, that’s why he has to use a puppet’s body to move around?”

“Exactly, that’s right,” Bei Quan laughed heartily.

“Actually, it doesn’t have to be a puppet. My master can use anything he wants. I once saw him attach his spirit to a Monchhichi doll to amuse my little junior sister.”

Wei Fuyuan thought of the eccentric puppet and imagined the face of the Monchhichi doll. He inexplicably sympathized with the little junior sister he had never met and sincerely hoped that it hadn’t left any childhood trauma.

During their conversation, the two had already arrived at Bei Quan’s residence in the south of the palace complex, a small courtyard.

It is said to be a “small courtyard”, but it also has two entrances, one main hall, two gardens, and eight wing rooms at the front and back.

It should be considered a Chinese-style villa mansion.

However, such an exquisite small courtyard was occupied by only Bei Quan.

Wei Fuyuan was once again surprised by how he had underestimated Bei Quan.

Before, when he saw that Bei Quan rented a dilapidated house to start a “Santuchuan” broadcasting company, he thought his lover was a very poor person with a tight budget but it turned out that he had a separate business in the secret realm, and even built an ancient courtyard, which was very luxurious.

“Actually, I can’t use such a big courtyard alone, so I only chose one room to live in.”

Bei Quan explained as he led Wei Fuyuan through the main hall.

Wei Fuyuan asked, “What about the other rooms?”

“They’re kept as backup,” Bei Quan replied.

He opened the door of the east wing and turned back to smile at Wei Fuyuan.

“Whenever I get bored, I just switch rooms.”

Wei Fuyuan was supposed to say, “You make a good point,” but at this moment, he was completely immersed by the thought of “Bei Quan’s room is actually like this”.

Bei Quan’s room was not big, and there were not many things in it, but it was very neat.

All the furniture in the room was antique, which could usually only be seen in museums.

Even if the furniture hadn’t been used for a long time, it still left some traces, but the entire room is clean and pristine, and even the intricately carved window edges were not marred with dirt.

“It’s just a simple dust removal spell,” Bei Quan explained. He narrowed his eyes, “The life of a sorcerer is quite convenient, isn’t it?”

Wei Fuyuan walked into Bei Quan’s room and slowly walked around. He tried to keep calm on his face, but his heart was pounding.

He felt both nervous and excited for some reason.

——This is Bei Quan’s room!

Wei Fuyuan thought.

——It’s the room where Bei Quan grew up!

His brain was filled with strong excitement, selectively ignoring the fact that Bei Quan couldn’t have slept in the same room for more than 20 years.

Wei Fuyuan touched each piece of furniture, his expression serious and his eyes gentle.

He touched the window edges, desk, low table, chair, long bench, and screen along the way, until he reached the bed where Bei Quan slept.

” … It’s really beautiful.”

Wei Fuyuan traced the magnolia relief on the bed rail with his fingertips and sighed softly. ｂｅ𝚍𝚗𝚘ｖｅ𝚕．ｃ𝚘𝚖

Bei Quan walked leisurely to Wei Fuyuan’s side, wrapped his arms around him, and asked with a smile, “Is it just beautiful?”

Wei Fuyuan felt his head buzzing and his blood rushing to his head.

The next second, he hugged Bei Quan and the two fell onto the redwood four-poster bed carved with white magnolias.

The bed curtain fell on them as a result of their movements.

“Wait a minute!”

Bei Quan struggled to push Wei Fuyuan away a bit,

“The curtain… um!”

He didn’t finish his sentence before the little wolf cub bit his lips and held onto him tightly.

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After the two of them had tossed and turned on Bei Quan’s bed for a full hour, it was over.

As it turned out, even though Bei Quan had a high level of cultivation, his body was still mortal. He had endured too much in one breath, he still felt like his bones were falling apart, and his whole body ached when he moved.

Especially in a certain secret place, the feeling was both painful and pleasuring, it was hard to describe.

Bei Quan was too tired to get up to take a bath, so he cut a small slit on his fingertips, and drew a cleansing charm in mid-air with his blood, cleaning up the messy marks on the two of them.

Wei Fuyuan turned over and grabbed Bei Quan’s arm, pushing him back into the bed.

“Tired?” he asked.

Bei Quan smiled, “Aren’t you more tired?”

After all, Xiao Wei is the one who works hard, as long as he is responsible for enjoying it.

Bei Quan’s throat is now dry and his voice is even lower than usual, inexplicably a bit more ambiguous and affectionate.

Wei Fuyuan’s face turned red again.

The effort just now could indeed be considered physical labor, but compared to the pleasure and satisfaction he had obtained from it, he was willing to be tired again.

Thinking of this, Wei Fuyuan’s mind began to involuntarily repeat the ecstasy just now. The more he thought about it, the sweeter and more excited he became, and he couldn’t help but be a little restless.

“Enough, you’re not tired, but I am.”

Bei Quan slapped Wei Fuyuan’s arm and said, “Close your eyes and take a nap to refresh your mind.”

Wei Fuyuan had to close his eyes.

After about thirty seconds, Wei Fuyuan quietly opened his eyes and met Bei Quan’s smiling eyes.

Wei Fuyuan: “…”

“Okay, I can’t sleep.” He admitted honestly.

“I want to watch you.”

After speaking, Wei Fuyuan leaned over to Bei Quan’s lips and gently pecked them.

Bei Quan smiled and kissed him back, “Then let’s talk.”

Wei Fuyuan pulled the blanket down a little, revealing Bei Quan’s shoulder.

“What’s this?”

He traced the marks on Bei Quan’s left shoulder with his fingers.

There was a crescent-shaped scar on his left shoulder that looked like a bite mark from some kind of large wild animal.

Judging from the color of the new skin, it should have been left recently.

“When did you get this injury?”

“Before going to America.”

Bei Qaun answered honestly. “Bitten by a Gu wolf.”

Wei Fuyuan didn’t know what a Gu wolf was, but he knew how weak Bei Quan had been when he was at the Chen Mansion.

He was suddenly angry and distressed, “Who did this?!”

Bei Quan smiled and explained softly, “At that time, I didn’t see who attacked me, but now it seems to be Zhu Hongtao.”

He paused, “I mean the Zhu Hongtao who was possessed.”

Wei Fuyuan asked again, “Why did he attack you?”

“I was exchanging the Lost GodBanner with the envoy who came from Zhuling secret realm.”

Bei Quan said, “He probably wanted to take the Lost God Banner away…'”

Speaking of this, Bei Quan’s eyes turned and whispered, “…Well, now that I think about it, ‘he’ even learned how to make Gu wolves… I wonder how much ‘he’ has learned…”

Wei Fuyuan heard the deep meaning in Bei Quan’s words, “You know who ‘he’ is… I mean the person who possessed Zhu Hongtao.”

Bei Quan briefly explained to Wei Fuyuan about Ah song’s identity and his theft of the Lost God Banner.

“Damn, this guy is too scheming!”

After listening, Wei Fuyuan felt angry, “What era is it? And he’s still seeking immortality? Does he think he’s Qin Shi Huang?!”

“Okay, okay, my master taught me how to deal with Ah song.”

Bei Quan stroked his lover’s hair.

“After we go back, we can start investigating his whereabouts.”

Wei Fuyuan finally felt better.

“By the way, we’ve already seen my master, and he’s finished explaining everything he needs to… “

Young Master Wei touched Bei Quan’s face, “Do we still need to stay here?”

He didn’t know the ratio of time flow between the Zhuling Secret Realm and the real world, and was worried they might miss [Thriller Night Talk] on Thursday if they stayed too long.

“About this…”

Bei Quan’s smile dropped and said to Wei Fuyuan, “I want to ask you something.”

Wei Fuyuan asked confusedly, “What is it?”

Bei Quan stared at Wei Fuyuan’s eyes and whispered, “Do you want to know what you… were like?”

Bei Quan spoke very quietly, and his words were vague, so Wei Fuyuan couldn’t hear clearly.

He leaned closer, and his nose touched Bei Quan’s nose. “What did you say?”

“I mean… in your past life.”

Bei Quan repeated, “Do you want to know what your past life was like?”

Wei Fuyuan was shocked.

“What?”

He widened his eyes in disbelief. “You know about my past life?”