Chapter 86 - The cross-dressing Mr. Cult Leader (3) (1/2)
Chapter 86
The cross-dressing Mr. Cult Leader (3)
Translated by: Niladri
self-edited
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“…” Lu Heng didn’t feel guilty at all. He straightaway threw the soft cloth towards Duan Feiqing. “You Han people are troublesome. Wipe it clean, or the Gu will avoid you.”
Duan Feiqing saw Lu Heng’s eyes staring at him, and he asked uneasily, “can you please leave for a bit?”
Although he knew that Duan Feiqing saw him as a woman, Lu Heng still thought that the Han people were troublesome. It’s just seeing his chest. Whenever it was hot, the Miao men in the village didn’t bother covering themselves when they went out.
Lu Heng turned away and left.
Crescent spring was the place where Lu Heng cultivated his Gu. In contrast to what other people thought, Gu were not raised in dirty places. The first-class Gu were very picky about the environment. They needed fresh air and clean surroundings. Crescent spring was such a place making it very suitable for breeding Gu.
Lu Heng had sprinkled the insect repellent herbal powder in the vicinity of this area. No other snake, insect, mouse or ant would dare to approach this place. Lu Heng recalled the smell of poisonous blood that he had just taken from Duan Feiqing’s palm, and he thought of a solution. He went to the spring and dug out a small black pottery jar.
“Xiaohua, I choose you.” 1
Duan Feiqing had finished cleaning up the blood on his body, following which he was in the middle of putting on his clothes, when he heard the crisp bell sound gradually becoming clearer. Then the figure of the little Miao girl appeared in the cave. Duan Feiqing noticed that her mouth was slightly raised, and as she walked in briskly, the bell she wore made a joyful chime. The haze shrouding Duan Feiqing’s heart seemed to be disappearing quietly as the person in front of him got closer and closer.
Duan Feiqing seldom had a moment when his mind stopped. This was the only time when he indulged himself in this warm feeling.
It was not until Lu Heng was standing in front of Duan Feiqing that he came back to his senses. He saw a colorful Gu on the fair fingertip of the woman in front of him, and she was frowning at him. Duan Feiqing subconsciously recalled whether he had done anything else to make her dissatisfied.
“Why did you put your clothes back on? How can Xiaohua detoxify you?” Lu Heng asked.
From Lu Heng’s impatient explanation, Duan Feiqing finally understood the process of detoxification. He consoled himself that the person in front of him was a doctor, and the gender difference didn’t matter. Then he untied his dress.
Lu Heng took out the small silver machete again, and made a miniature cross on Duan Feiqing’s chest, and then put the Gu in his hand on the wound. The Gu that was firmly sucked into the wound immediately began to voraciously absorb the venom from Feiqing’s body.
A moment later, the insect, which was round from absorbing, rolled down from the wound and landed on the bamboo bed. The blood oozing from the cross-shaped injury was not as black as ink anymore. Lu Heng sprinkled some powder on the wound to stop the bleeding, and then carefully put the Gu into a small porcelain bottle.
“You’re too heavily poisoned. Xiaohua cannot suck all of it at one attempt. A few days later, when it has finished digesting, we can try again.”
Duan Feiqing had now recovered some strength. He sat up and bowed his head: “This life-saving grace will not be forgotten.”
Lu Heng shook the porcelain bottle in his hand: “you provided such good nourishment for Xiaohua, so you don’t owe me a debt.”
“Huh? How did you hurt your back?” Lu Heng suddenly noticed that the back of Duan Feiqing’s white dress was smeared with blood.
“…” Duan Feiqing didn’t know how to say that being dragged all the way back led to him being scratched by the dead branches and weeds on the ground.
Lu Heng didn’t shy away from it. He went straight to take a look at Duan Feiqing’s back underneath his dress: “Oh, it’s a minor wound. The saliva secreted by Xiaohua also has medicinal properties. This kind of minor wound will be cured in two days.”
Duan Feiqing’s face was flushed. Even though he knew that she was a doctor, he still couldn’t adapt to the young girl’s enthusiasm.
“You were heavily poisoned. If you hadn’t met me, you would have been the food for Gu. I am afraid the person who poisoned you wanted to make your death certain.” Lu Heng jumped onto a boulder and sat cross legged, with his elbow on his leg and his chin in his palm.