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Sima Jiao still didnât feel that there was anything wrong with asking Liao Tingyan to kill a person, but he also felt a little regretful⌠This was the first time he realized what it was like to âregretâ. It was very novel, it was a pain in the body. A completely different kind of suffering.
Liao Tingyan hadnât eaten for many days. She usually spent time eating two meals a day, sometimes exquisite, sometimes rich, and sometimes interested, she even cooked it herself. He still remembered one time when she made a hot pot and said it was full of flavor.
Although he didnât know how delicious it was, she ate happily, and he also felt better. Seeing that she couldnât eat anything these days, Sima Jiao was more uncomfortable than her.
Moreover, he also saw the nightmare Liao Tingyan had. He was resting in her spiritual palace. The original blue sky and white clouds changed. Sima Jiao saw a scene of a group of people killing pigs in her mind. The pigs were tied up and screamed.
Sima Jiao: ââŚâ
It was really unique. It was the first time in his life that he knew that this would happen in someoneâs spiritual palace. When his own spiritual palace was bad, there was a hellish sea of corpses and blood, but here a group of people gathered to kill pigs⌠It really opened his eyes.
The sound of killing pigs seemed to circulate all day in his mind.
This couldnât be blamed on Liao Tingyan. Apart from what happened a few days ago, the most memorable scene before was the scene of killing pigs at her grandmotherâs house in the countryside when she was a few years old. That scene brought her childhood shadow comparable to the scene she saw. She subconsciously resisted killing humans, so the source of the nightmare became the killing of pigs.
Liao Tingyan opened her eyes and put on a mask first. Although the cultivator didnât get dark circles, she hadnât rested all night. She was so tired, and her face was not so tender to the touch.
Sima Jiao hugged her.
Liao Tingyan covered her mask: â?â
Sima Jiaoâs expression was unpredictable, âIs killing pigsâŚterrible?â
Liao Tingyan rolled her eyes and looked at the top of the ceiling and did not speak. She didnât know anything so donât ask her.
Sima Jiao knew that killing pigs was not scary, nor was killing people, but once Liao Tingyan couldnât eat well, it was scary.
Sima Jiaoâs eyebrows were very thick, and because his skin was too white, his appearance was particularly profound, especially the appearance of condensed eyebrows, and his aura was sharp. It was like thinking about something important about life and death.
Liao Tingyan looked at him like this, and opened her mouth to relieve him, âI will adjust my mind in a few days.â
Let Sima Jiao wait? This was impossible. He was good at creating problems, and he was also good at solving problems.
Soon, he brought back a jade pillow, âWith this, as long as you dream, it will be a sweet dream.â
Liao Tingyan hugged the jade pillow, remembering a certain hot drama that she had watched in her childhood. There was also a jade pillow in it, and she forgot its name. She tried this jade pillow that night. It was not as dignified as she thought, and the pillow was quite comfortable, and it really worked.
Sima Jiao didnât hear the cry of killing pigs in her spiritual palace that night, only to find that the floral scent turned into a strong sweet fragrance, like the smell of some sweets, and he felt that her soul had a sweet taste.
Liao Tingyan dreamed of her birthday, and had a lot of butter cakes with her long-lost relatives and friends. After she woke up, she sighed, âItâs been a long time since I had a cream cake.â It had been a long time since she saw her relatives and friends.
âAre you happy to have a good dream?â Sima Jiao asked her.
Liao Tingyan recalled her dream. In the dream, the friends and relatives she missed were all laughing with her. Everyone sang and urged her to cut the cake. It was a very big and delicious cake. Everything was in harmony. There was obviously beautification in the dream. Her mother was reluctant to buy her such a big cake, her dad would not smile so kindly, and her sister would not be so cute. Her friends would never get together so much.
She still nodded, âVery happy.â
âThis pillow is so useful, why didnât you use it yourself?â Liao Tingyan touched the carved pattern on the jade pillow. It looked a bit like a wild boar with a long nose.
Sima Jiao watched her regain her spirit and relaxed a little. He snorted, âItâs useless to me.â
He possessed special abilities and great powers. In contrast, many weapons and elixirs were useless to him.
Liao Tingyan saw the pig, and asked, âWhy did you carve a wild boar on this jade pillow?â
Sima Jiao: âItâs a dream tapir.â
Liao Tingyan: âThe legendary dream tapir looks like this?â
Sima Jiao: âA mere dream tapir can also be called a legend.â (Said to devour nightmares)
The two stared at it for a while, Sima Jiao sat up, âCome on. I will take you to see it.â
He acted vigorously, pulled Liao Tingyan and swept out. Liao Tingyan was in a daze. She didnât know that there was a creature like the Dream Tapir in this world, but she couldnât react to it. Sima Jiao had already dragged her out for several miles.
Liao Tingyan: âWait, waitââ
She gathered her hair, âI havenât combed my hair yet! I havenât changed my clothes yet!â
Sima Jiao stopped to look at her, very strangely, âYou donât always do that.â
Liao Tingyan: Is staying home and going out the same? I donât wash my hair or wear underwear at home.
She combed her hair anyhow and added an outer robe.
Dream tapir was rare. The only one in Gengchen Xianfu was raised on a mountain privately owned by Master Qianlu. Hearing that those dream tapirs were raised in the land of the Shi Qianlu, Liao Tingyan couldnât help but ask, âShould we go back?â
Sima Jiao: âJust go empty-handed. You donât need to bring your grill. The thick skin of the dream tapir is not delicious.â
Liao Tingyan felt that she had asked these words in vain. There was no place Sima Jiao dared not go to, and nothing he dared not to do.
She did not pay attention to the outside world for a long time. When she went out this time, she found that the closer to the center of the inner palace, the more lively it became.
âIs there a festival? Why is it so lively?â
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