Ask on the Bed.
Bi Ji looked at her disciple's serene face, which held a smile, and gently stroked his cheek.
His emerald green eyes were so gentle that they seemed to overflow with water.
"Dongfang Jing! I found you..."he Three-Eyed Golden Lion jumped in through the open window and was stunned by the sight of the two.
Bi Ji put a finger to her lips, making a "shh" gesture.
The Three-Eyed Golden Lion blinked its three eyes, looked at the back of Dongfang Jing's head, then at Bi Ji's long legs, and finally looked down at itself.
Feelings of inferiority and jealousy welled up in its heart.
It subconsciously scrutinized Bi Ji's face, then shook its head violently.
Then it jumped onto the bed, stared at the lightly sleeping Dongfang Jing, and pressed its forehead against his.
However, still no memory came through.
Dongfang Jing was not a deep sleeper to begin with, and was awakened by the fluffy head rubbing against him.
He asked, "What's wrong? Is there something you want to ask?"
He thought to himself,'This little guy, why does he want to see my memories again?'
"Uh, well," the Three-Eyed Golden Lion hesitated for a moment, but still asked, "What kind of girl do you like?"
"Cough cough." Dongfang Jing choked on his own saliva and coughed repeatedly, "Say it again?"
"I said! What kind of girl do you like? Describe it in detail!"
"Are you serious?" he asked again.
But seeing the Three-Eyed Golden Lion gradually reveal its fierceness, he quickly raised his hand to signal it not to be impulsive.
Dongfang Jing lay back, stroking his chin thoughtfully, his gaze inadvertently meeting Bi Ji's.
Bi Ji tilted her head and said, "Hmm?"
Actually, she had also secretly pricked up her ears, very curious about her disciple's answer.
Dongfang Jing was a little embarrassed and whispered, "A gentler kind of girl, I guess?"
Hearing this, Bi Ji's heart skipped a beat.
The Three-Eyed Golden Lion, on the other hand, was a beat slower, and its little face fell.
But it wasn't discouraged and pressed on: "It's not personality, it's appearance, looks!"
"Well," Dongfang Jing had never been in a relationship and hadn't really thought about it carefully, "I'd definitely like someone as good-looking as possible, as long as they're not too ugly. But the most important thing is that we get along well and have a good relationship."
Hearing this, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion's eyes lit up again, relentlessly pressing, "Then what color hair do you like? Red? Yellow?"
'Isn't there a normal color?' Dongfang Jing thought to himself.
But then he thought, there are plenty of colorful hairs on this continent, so it's not strange; he himself is silver-white.
"Anything is fine, right? It also has to match the other person's face and temperament."
"What about body type? Fat or thin? Tall or short?"
'Still asking?'
Dongfang Jing felt strange; was this a blind date for him?
"Disciple, just answer honestly." Seeing that Dongfang Jing didn't want to talk, Bi Ji gently pinched his cheek. "If there's an opportunity, your master can help you find someone."
That's what she said; she wouldn't actually look for someone.
She mainly wanted to know for herself.Dongfang Jing's eyes widened.
Wait a minute, why isn't his master on his side?
After being "interrogated" by them,
Dongfang Jing fled his room.
Outside, he took a few deep breaths of fresh air.
His soul power probed into the Gemini Star Vortex space and found a letter from his younger sister, Dongfang Yao. He went to the wooden table outside and took out paper and pen.
In the letter,Dongfang Yao complained that the Seven Kill Sword Technique taught by Chen Xin was too difficult and didn't suit her style, making her training very difficult.
Dongfang Jing pondered the reason, muttering, "The Seven Kill Sword is all about killing, so its swordsmanship must also be inseparable from killing intent. But Yao'er, she..." He couldn't help but recall his sister's innocent and adorable appearance; she didn't seem like a decisive and ruthless person at all.
Just as he was about to write a few words of encouragement, a bowl of steaming hot, nutritious porridge was gently placed on the wooden table.
Looking up, he saw A Yin handing him a spoon and softly asking, "Would you like to try some?"
Dongfang Jing hummed in agreement, "Thank you."
A Yin sat beside him, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear, and quietly watched him drink the porridge.
She couldn't help but ask curiously, "Aren't you afraid I'll poison it?"
Dongfang Jing shook his head, "No."
Of course he wasn't afraid. His master cared for him so much; she must have sensed everything that happened here.
Even if he was truly poisoned, Biji could cure him.
"Hmm, very delicious!" Dongfang Jing praised sincerely.
In this deep mountain forest, he cooked all the meals himself, and he was tired of eating the same things. It was nice to occasionally try someone else's cooking.
"I've lived in the human world for many years and am quite interested in cooking, so I can do some dishes. But I've never eaten the dishes you usually cook, like braised pork, sweet and sour pork ribs, etc."
'Of course, these are classic home-style dishes passed down from our ancestors!'
Dongfang Jing thought to himself.
"Would you like to learn?"
"Is it possible? Don't you hate me?"
A Yin was really surprised. This child had no prejudice against her, cooked for her, furnished her room, spoke respectfully, and even called her "Sister A Yin."
Although it sounded a little embarrassing, considering she was so much older than him,she was, after all, the wife of Tang Hao, who almost killed him, and the mother of Tang San, the extraterrestrial demon!
Dongfang Jing finished his porridge, his expression calm, and retorted,
"Why should I hate you? I've always been clear about right and wrong. You haven't done anything wrong, nor have you directly harmed me. As for that evil Tang San, he just happened to be born of you."
He continued writing a reply to his sister, asking, "And what about you, Sister Yin? Have you decided what you're going to do next?"
"Sigh," Yin shook her head, "I don't want to face those two people."
After thinking about it for so many days, she had made up her mind.
Her "son" was best left unmentioned; she wouldn't acknowledge Tang San, with his thirty-something-year-old soul, as her son.
As for Tang Hao, regardless of whether she was caught up in his plan to extract his soul rings, the fact that he would kill such a good child as Dongfang Jing meant he was no longer the Tang Hao she knew.
Seeing her troubled expression, Dongfang Jing changed the subject: "It's alright, it won't make a difference if you think about it a little longer."
"Yes, that's true." A'Yin smiled gently, picking up the empty bowl. "It's late, get some rest."
"Okay."
"Ahem, disciple."
After A'Yin left, Biji sent a telepathic message to Dongfang Jing.
Looking at the sky, it was time to wash her master's feet.
"Soon, Master, please wait a moment."
After the water boiled, Dongfang Jing carried the basin into Biji's room.
Biji had already taken off her high heels and was waiting on the bed.
She looked at Dongfang Jing, somewhat puzzled, and asked, "What do you think of A Yin?"
"What do you mean?"
"Ahem, nothing. Come on."
"Hmm."
Rolling up his sleeves, Dongfang Jing squatted down and massaged A Yin's smooth soles. Suddenly, he remembered,
"Right, the 'Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record' seems to record acupoints. Once I've learned it, I'll massage other parts of Master's body."
Bi Ji released her hand from her mouth, her voice soft and sweet, "You have to cultivate, forge, and study herbal toxicology. Maybe you shouldn't? This is already very comfortable for me."
"Yes, we'll see."
Just then, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion jumped in through the window again.
Seeing that this scene had been witnessed by outsiders, Bi Ji panicked and immediately pulled the blanket over her head.
"You two, what are you sneaking around doing again?!"the Three-Eyed Golden Lion huffed. Why was it always left out?
"Hey, hey, I'm massaging Master, don't bother me." Dongfang Jing shooed it away.
But the Three-Eyed Golden Lion slapped him back with its claws, causing him to put on a pain mask in pain.
"A massage?" The Three-Eyed Golden Lion looked at Bi Ji's feet in confusion. "I want one too!" "You?" Dongfang Jing looked at its short, thick legs. "But I can't find your acupoints! "
"No! You have to massage them!" The Three-Eyed Golden Lion leaped into the wooden tub, splashing water everywhere.
Bi Ji quickly dried her feet, covered them with the blanket, and said, "Disciple, please massage it."
"Alright then," Dongfang Jing reluctantly agreed.
He reached out, still trying to find the acupoints on the beast's feet.
However, the moment he touched the Three-Eyed Golden Lion's feet, he felt something soft, like its fleshy ball.
'It even has fleshy balls?' Dongfang Jing subconsciously pressed it gently.
But the next second!
A whooshing sound! A claw-like strike, shaped like a dragon's claw, came slashing towards his face!
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