Offering Salted Fish To Master - chapter 99

Sima Jiao still didn’t 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 “regret”. It was very novel, it was a pain in the body. A completely different kind of suffering.

Liao Tingyan hadn’t 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 didn’t know how delicious it was, she ate happily, and he also felt better. Seeing that she couldn’t 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: “…”

It was really unique. It was the first time in his life that he knew that this would happen in someone’s 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 couldn’t 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 grandmother’s 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 didn’t get dark circles, she hadn’t 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: “?”

Sima Jiao’s expression was unpredictable, “Is killing pigs…terrible?”

Liao Tingyan rolled her eyes and looked at the top of the ceiling and did not speak. She didn’t know anything so don’t ask her.

Sima Jiao knew that killing pigs was not scary, nor was killing people, but once Liao Tingyan couldn’t eat well, it was scary.

Sima Jiao’s 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, “I will adjust my mind in a few days.”

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, “With this, as long as you dream, it will be a sweet dream.”

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 didn’t 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, “It’s been a long time since I had a cream cake.” It had been a long time since she saw her relatives and friends.

“Are you happy to have a good dream?” 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, “Very happy.” 

“This pillow is so useful, why didn’t you use it yourself?” 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, “It’s useless to me.”

He possessed special abilities and great powers. In contrast, many weapons and elixirs were useless to him.

Liao Tingyan saw the pig, and asked, “Why did you carve a wild boar on this jade pillow?”

Sima Jiao: “It’s a dream tapir.”

Liao Tingyan: “The legendary dream tapir looks like this?”

Sima Jiao: “A mere dream tapir can also be called a legend.” (Said to devour nightmares)

The two stared at it for a while, Sima Jiao sat up, “Come on. I will take you to see it.”

He acted vigorously, pulled Liao Tingyan and swept out. Liao Tingyan was in a daze. She didn’t know that there was a creature like the Dream Tapir in this world, but she couldn’t react to it. Sima Jiao had already dragged her out for several miles.

Liao Tingyan: “Wait, wait—”

She gathered her hair, “I haven’t combed my hair yet! I haven’t changed my clothes yet!”

Sima Jiao stopped to look at her, very strangely, “You don’t always do that.”

Liao Tingyan: Is staying home and going out the same? I don’t 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 couldn’t help but ask, “Should we go back?”

Sima Jiao: “Just go empty-handed. You don’t need to bring your grill. The thick skin of the dream tapir is not delicious.”

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. 

“Is there a festival? Why is it so lively?”

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