Chapter 85 - The cross-dressing Mr. Cult Leader (2) (2/2)

Nadolo was the most accomplished master in the history of five immortals cult. She had the best talent, and her children were better than her. Nadolo didn’t want to waste Lu Heng’s talent, so in front of the people, Lu Heng had been pretending to be a girl since he was young. But in private, Nadolo still raised him as a boy.

“Until the day you can prove in front of the clansmen that even men can also practice the most profound Gu techniques, you need to conceal your male identity.” Nadolo has always taught Lu Heng this way.

Lu Heng walked around the Han man again. The more he saw him, the more he thought he was beautiful. If he died here, it would be a pity.

Even in the groggy semi-conscious state, Duan Feiqing felt his back hurt so much that he couldn’t help but open his eyes to see what happened. In his field of vision were the interlaced branches swaying in the blanket of canopies overhead.

Duan Feiqing’s assumption was that he was being moved now. He tilted his neck slightly forward. What entered his sight was a slender little back belonging to the little Miao girl. Seeing her holding his ankles with both hands, Duan Feiqing knew that she was dragging him with his back to the ground.

The little girl looked thin and delicate. Looking at the young girl’s brisk pace in front of him, Duan Feiqing did not worry about the pain in his back, and instead such a strange idea appeared in his mind. It’s just that when this idea popped up, Duan Feiqing hit the back of his head on a stone. This time, he was so angry that he had to stop this strange little Miao girl.

“This girl, can you please stop for a moment?”

Lu Heng turned around and saw that the Han man on the ground had opened his eyes. He immediately threw the foot he was holding in his hand and turned around. But listen to his “This girl” call, Lu Heng felt very unpleasant: “Gouma.”

“Lady Gouma.” Duan Feiqing was startled for a moment, and immediately realized that this was the name of the Miao girl.

The two characters of “Gou Ma” were of Miao language. Duan Feiqing was not familiar with Miao language, so he pronounced strangely. Lu Heng frowned and said, “forget it, you’d better call me ah Heng.”

“Lady Ah Heng, I’m Duan Feiqing.” Duan Feiqing wrote his name in the ground.

Lu Heng knitted his brows even tighter: “Just call me ah Heng. Hearing Lady this Lady that from a Han person is making my teeth cringe.”

“Now that you are awake, get up by yourself.” Without waiting for Duan Feiqing to say anything, Lu Heng continued onwards.

Duan Feiqing propped himself up on the ground with his elbow and tried to stand up, but found that the poison in his body had reached deep into his heart and he had lost all sensation below his waist. He gave a wry smile: “ah Heng, my lower body is affected with extremely toxic poison, which cannot be cured by any medicine. I won’t bother you. I just hope after I die you make arrangements for my body, instead of leaving it exposed to the wilderness. ”

Lu Heng saw that his lips were black and blue. He was really poisoned. He didn’t waste any words. He directly grabbed a small silver machete from his waist and drew a line with it in the palm of the man’s hand. The black blood, like thick ink mixed with the smell of pungent gas gushed out. Lu Heng did not mind it. He dabbed his finger on it and smelt it under his nose.

“With me here, you won’t die, but we have to find a clean place to detoxify you.” With that, Lu Heng planned to move Duan Feiqing following the same method just now.

“Ah Heng, could you please change your method? I really have a bad back pain.” Duan Feiqing hurriedly stopped Lu Heng because he felt that the back of his head hurt badly. If he was knocked again, he will become a fool. 2

“What if your face is damaged if I turn you over?” Lu Heng said.

Duan Feiqing understood the other person’s meaning inexplicably. This Miao girl saving him, was it because of this face? Thinking this way, he let his guard down. The Miao people were generally very hostile to the Han people, and Ah Heng, who suddenly appeared, wanted to save him-Feiqing could not believe she was doing so for no reason.

Duan Feiqing smiled bitterly. This face that he always thought was too striking was now the key to saving his life. Duan Feiqing wanted to let the other half carry him forward, but thinking whether that girl would support a man like him or not, he decided to give up.

Through the dense forest, Lu Heng finally saw the crescent spring. Although his strength was not low, but to walk so far while dragging a person- he was somewhat tired.

There was a clean cave next to Crescent Spring, which was Lu Heng’s favorite place to stay in his spare time. Its location was hidden and unknown to others. It should be the most suitable place to heal this Han man.

Because Lu Heng came often, there were all kinds of life tools in the cave. Lu Heng placed Duan Feiqing, who had fainted again, on a small bamboo bed and went out to get a basin of water. Before detoxification, one needed to clean up the person a bit, or his dirty appearance will definitely make one’s precious Gu avoid him.

Holding the wet soft cloth, Lu Heng wiped the face of the man in bed first. As the blood was slowly wiped away, even with the eyes closed, the face in front of him became more and more elegant. His pair of blade-like sharp eyebrows slant into the temples, his nose was stalwart. There was no place that wasn’t perfect.

This young Han brother people looked better after cleaning. Lu Heng thought about it in his heart, but his hands kept moving, and he prepared to use them to lift Duan Feiqing’s coat. Just as his hand touched the man’s skirt, it was gently blocked.

“Ah Heng, men and women should not be close to each other. Let’s go ahead.” The person on the original bamboo bed, already awake, opened that pair of star-like eyes, and looked at Lu Heng.