pjbooks Chapter 24 True Form
Chapter 24 True Form
The female Taoist priest's daily routine was abnormally normal.
For example, when she was in the Taoist temple, she would usually go to sleep at nine o'clock and then get up early in the morning to feed the chickens and water her little green vegetables when the roosters crowed.
Therefore, when Chu Shan finished showering and came out of the bathroom, her steady breathing could be heard from the bed.
...The sleeping female Taoist priest.
Chu Shan quietly walked over and pulled the curtains open a little.
A full moon hangs in the sky.
The silvery light shone through the gap and gently fell on Chu Shan's face.
He squinted and slowly fell asleep on the swing chair.
The moonlight shone on his face.
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Chu Shan was still fully conscious when he stepped into this misty area.
He was stunned for a long time, then subconsciously recalled everything that had happened before.
He was unexpectedly drawn into a dungeon and discovered that his always gentle and kind wife might be a ghost. But what happened before that? What was he doing?
Oh, he seems to be on a swing or hanging chair.
He must be dreaming right now.
He remembered everything he had said and everything he had done before he entered the dream.
Lucid dream.
Chu Shan thought to himself, then took a few steps forward in a daze.
What did he see?
The reeds are green and lush, the white dew is like frost; the one I long for is on the other side of the water; I trace my steps back upstream to find her, but the road is long and difficult; I follow the current downstream to find her, but she seems to be in the middle of the water.
Chu Shan spotted a woman on the banks of the Luo River, which flowed upstream.
She wore white, and so the white clothes shimmered in the waves of the river.
It's like wearing a veil woven from the Luo River.
Her white hair was loose, but every strand seemed to shimmer, so the white hair turned into silver threads.
Chu Shan remained silent for a while.
He probably guessed who the woman was.
Wind, knot.
Seemingly sensing someone approaching, Feng Wan turned back and gave him a wronged look.
Her eyebrows were very thin and long, with a red mark between them, and her pupils were like gold.
Neither immortal nor human, both god and ghost.
It's a little different from the supernatural elements in those horror movies.
If she were standing on the lotus platform right now, Chu Shan would believe she was a Bodhisattva.
Chu Shan closed his eyes briefly—although he had a rough idea of her identity, he still closed his eyes with a sense of despair when he finally confirmed it.
He dared not open his eyes, hoping it was all a hallucination.
When his wife was alive, her appearance was quite plain. It was only because Chu Shan used a filter of Xi Shi (a legendary beauty in Chinese mythology) that she appeared beautiful despite her plainness.
But when she was a ghost, Chu Shan noticed her objective and captivating beauty!
The human and the ghost stared at each other silently.
Chu Shan waited for her to speak first, wanting to hear her explanation.
...Then Feng Wan bit her lip, turned her back to him, and squatted down looking aggrieved.
Hug yourself, pitiful and innocent.
Chu Shan: "…………"
Chu Shan was both annoyed and amused.
Suddenly, I remembered a girlfriend that his roommate had dated back in college.
They argued over something trivial.
His girlfriend patiently coaxed his roommate for about three minutes, but when she couldn't coax him, she ended up making herself angry instead!
"If you get angry again, I'm going to get angry!"
Then Chu Shan watched helplessly as his roommate bought him gifts and apologized to him.
It was clearly not his fault!
Chu Shan was secretly gloating to himself, thinking how lucky his girlfriend was that she never acted that way. In fact, they had never even argued.
What goes around comes around, and this predicament has finally befallen him.
Chu Shan walked closer and stood beside her, saying, "What are you complaining about? Wasn't I the one who was tricked into marriage?"
Feeling wronged, Feng Wan looked up at him again.
—Chu Shan didn't know how he could see the grievance in her golden eyes.
After all, she looks so impressive.
She looks almost like an immortal; she doesn't seem like the type to be upset about such a trivial matter.
Feng Wan stood up, buried her head in her husband's arms, and hugged his waist, saying, "I told you long ago that if you knew my background, you would have abandoned me without hesitation."
But her actual body is too big.
Chu Shan is already a tall man of 1.85 meters.
At this moment, it's more accurate to say that she shoved Chu Shan into her arms than to say that Feng Wan was holding him.
Ah! Help! Help!
I'm suffocating!
Chu Shan struggled to break free from her embrace before attempting to reason with the gentle female ghost.
"...Could you shrink a little? You're a bit too big," Chu Shan said.
Feng Wan stared at him with her golden eyes for a moment, then, under Chu Shan's prompting, she finally noticed the difference in their physiques.
Feng Wan silently recited an incantation in her mind, shrinking herself proportionally.
Sorry. It's been so long since I've used the real body, I'm still a little out of practice.
She finally reached out and hugged Chu Shan, and Chu Shan didn't push her away again.
He thought for a moment and said, "Since you knew, you should have hidden your identity from the beginning. If it were you, it would have been easy to fool me."
She knows him too well.
As for Chu Shan... he should be considered to know him.
The wind chimes could be considered a coincidence, but he could taste the difference in her cookies with just one bite.
It's so obvious!
Or perhaps she never intended to hide it from him at all.
Why? Do you really think his tolerance has reached the point where he can accept a ghost?
They've only been married for two years, can their love really be so strong?
Isn't she afraid of losing him?
"Brother, I have no choice. I can't hide it anymore." Her hollow voice carried a strange fear.
Even without this instance, without the Lin sisters.
She couldn't hide it from him for long.
Could she just stand by and watch him grow old?
In five years at most, he will notice that their appearances have not changed at all. Five years may not be obvious, but what about ten or twenty years?
When that time comes, he will realize that he is not an ordinary person at all.
The Lin sisters reminded her.
The deeper the feelings, the deeper the hurt.
It's better to let her do it herself than to let him expose this colossal lie.
Feng Wan raised her head and looked at him with a pleading expression.
Her eyes were filled with sorrow, but those golden pupils still sent chills down Chu Shan's spine.
"Brother, if you're really scared, I'll erase this memory from your mind. Let's pretend this never happened. We'll still grow old together like before, okay?"
"I promise you I will never bring this up again."
"..."
Chu Shan's acceptance level is actually not too bad...
When they weren't together, he had almost managed to calm himself down, and was just awkwardly waiting for Feng Wan to come over so he could honestly apologize to him.
Perhaps his feelings for Feng Wan were deeper than he imagined.
Meeting in person only deepens the bond.
Her expression, her tone... she looked so pitiful. If he hadn't felt sorry for her, he wouldn't have unconsciously moved closer to her.
But what did he hear?
Chu Shan took a deep breath. He reached out and grabbed Feng Wan's wrist, forcing himself to be cold and do his best to appear indifferent.
He pressed, "What year is this when we've been married?"