novelTele Chapter 430 The Curse of the Lonely Lord
Chapter 430 The Curse of the Lonely Lord
Lin Feng stopped moving almost without hesitation.
With a wave of his left hand, the self-heating hot pot in front of him disappeared into thin air and was stored in his personal space.
Then, with a swift step, he stepped onto the windowsill and climbed onto the outer wall.
The outer wall of the round building has protruding stone carvings, about the width of a hand, just big enough to step on with one foot.
He stood on the stone carving with his toes, his body pressed against the cold stone wall, and his other hand gripped the edge of the window frame, hanging outside the window like a gecko.
Xia Ning slightly turned her wrist, and an invisible barrier enveloped him, instantly shielding Lin Feng's aura.
Inside the room, Xia Ning pulled her thin shirt up, tucked her hair behind her ears, took a deep breath, and walked towards the door.
She placed her hand on the latch, paused for a second, and then opened the door.
A woman dressed in a dark purple robe stood outside the door.
She appeared to be around forty years old, with a delicate and well-maintained face, and a gentle warmth in her eyes that came with the passage of time.
Song Yao's nostrils twitched slightly, and she glanced over Xia Ning's shoulder into the room.
"Ningning~" Song Yao's voice was gentle, with a hint of probing, "It's so late, aren't you resting yet?"
Xia Ning replied softly, "I haven't been sleeping well lately, and I've been going to bed quite late."
Song Yao's gaze drifted back into the room, and a slightly embarrassed smile appeared on her lips:
"I was meditating just now when I suddenly smelled a very fragrant scent... and my legs involuntarily followed."
She looked at Xia Ning with a hint of expectation in her eyes.
"What delicious food are you eating? It smells so good!"
Xia Ning was taken aback, then secretly breathed a sigh of relief—
It turns out that I had aroused Song Yao's cravings; I thought she had heard something.
She quickly turned to the side, making room for half a body: "Oh, I was just eating a self-heating hot pot."
Song Yao stepped in, walked to the small table, looked at the almost empty hot pot in the bucket, and swallowed.
"Do you still have any of this self-heating hot pot?"
Xia Ning walked to the window, placed one hand on the windowsill, and tapped twice with her slightly bent fingertips.
Upon hearing the signal, Lin Feng, who was outside the window, immediately took out a self-heating hot pot from his spatial storage and gently placed it within Xia Ning's fingertips' reach.
"There's just one left." Xia Ning picked up the self-heating hot pot from the windowsill and handed it to Song Yao.
Song Yao quickly took it, brought it to her nose and smelled it, a childlike satisfied smile appearing on her face.
"This...this is too much trouble."
"Take it." Xia Ning smiled and said, "You've always been so kind to us, a hot pot is nothing."
Song Yao couldn't hide her smile: "Then...then I'll accept it without hesitation."
She carefully tucked the hot pot into her robe, pressing it down as if afraid of losing it.
Just as she turned to leave, Song Yao's gaze suddenly fell on Xia Ning's collapsed single bed, and she couldn't help but ask in confusion:
"Ningning, what happened to your bed?"
Xia Ning felt embarrassed, but she forced herself to remain calm and made up a reason on the spot:
"Last night I dreamt that someone attacked me from behind, so I instinctively elbowed them in the back, but I didn't expect to break the bed frame with my elbow."
Song Yao was taken aback at first, then couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle:
"I have an extra bed; I'll have someone bring it over to you in a bit."
Xia Ning quickly waved her hand: "It's alright, no need to trouble yourself..."
"What are you saying? The bed is collapsed, how are we supposed to sleep?!" Song Yao waved her hand, her attitude resolute.
Xia Ning could only thank her repeatedly.
Song Yao then turned and left, her footsteps fading into the distance in the corridor, light and almost skipping.
Xia Ning closed the door and leaned against it, letting out a long sigh of relief.
A slight noise came from outside the window, and Lin Feng jumped in.
He patted his sleeves, looked at Xia Ning, and the two stared at each other for a moment before chuckling softly at the same time.
"That was close." Lin Feng said in a low voice.
"Elder Song Yao never visits other people's homes, but today she actually did..." Xia Ning shook her head, both amused and exasperated, "She came all this way because she was lured here by the smell of your hot pot."
Lin Feng smiled helplessly: "This only proves one thing—the food at the Silent Realm Temple is really terrible!"
Xia Ning reached out and tugged at him: "Never mind that for now, bring out the hot pot we didn't finish earlier, I'm not full yet."
Lin Feng took out the remaining hot pot, and Xia Ning picked up her chopsticks and continued eating, mumbling something indistinctly:
"If I gain weight, it's all your fault!"
Several black lines instantly appeared on Lin Feng's forehead.
Just then, the knocking sounded again.
Lin Feng was startled and flashed away, hiding outside the window again.
Xia Ning composed herself and went to open the door.
Two black-clad butlers carried in a brand-new single bed, and couldn't help but take a deep breath as soon as they entered:
"It smells so good... What's that smell?"
"Self-heating hot pot," Xia Ning said casually. "It's a pity that the last bucket was already given to Elder Song Yao."
The two dared not say a word and quickly and efficiently removed the old bed, set up the new bed, and laid out the bedding.
Xia Ning took out several plates of pastries and handed them over: "Thank you for your hard work."
"It's no trouble at all. It's our honor to be able to share the burden with the Guide."
The two said goodbye and left, closing the door behind them.
Xia Ning sat on the new bed, her eyes lighting up:
"Wow, this bed is much sturdier than the last one. Honey, will you still be able to perform well tonight?"
Lin Feng chuckled and gently tapped her nose: "Remove the 'ma' from your name, and I guarantee you'll be satisfied tonight, Madam!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Feng's ears twitched slightly, and his pupils suddenly brightened:
"The bats are back."
Under the moonlight, a dark shadow flew into the house first. The largest bat folded its wings and landed steadily on his fingertip.
The other five quietly settled on the windowsill, hanging upside down in a row again.
Lin Feng immediately asked in a low voice through his mind, "Did you hear the incantation for the Lord of Silence to open the forbidden area?"
The next moment, an incredibly clear thought flooded into his mind:
"I heard it. The spell is: 'Little bunny, open the door.'"
Lin Feng froze, his lips twitching uncontrollably, his face filled with the astonishment of his worldview collapsing.
"Are you sure... that's what you heard?" Lin Feng's voice was slightly unsteady.
The bat tilted its head slightly, a hint of displeasure in its expression: "Are you doubting my hearing?"
"No." Lin Feng coughed lightly. "It's just that the incantation... it's a bit strange. It doesn't feel like something someone of the high status of the Lord of Silence would say."
To be on the safe side, he checked with five other bats in turn, and the answers he received were exactly the same.
Lin Feng took out a small cup of fragrant honey from his spatial storage and placed it on the windowsill as a reward for them.
The bats had clearly been hungry for a long time, and when they saw the sweet honeydew, they all excitedly rushed forward and happily licked it with their thin tongues.
After they finished eating, Lin Feng gave another mental command:
"I need your help one more time. Keep an eye on the entrance to the forbidden area and see when the Lord of Silence comes out and what his condition is like when he does."
The six bats immediately flapped their wings and disappeared back into the night.