After Transmigrating, I and the Female Lead Both Found It 'Really Fragrant' (GL) - Chapter 14

Snapping out of her daze, Shen Qiqi pushed open the fence gate and walked in familiarly, the soles of her black boots making soft rustling sounds on the small path.

She approached Liu Shuang like a warm stove, leaning in to look at the bamboo basket in the other’s hand, “Senior sister, are you gathering herbs? Do you need any help?”

Liu Shuang slowed her movements, avoiding eye contact. Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly as she murmured, “…Why are you here?”

“I just happened to pass by during my morning run and saw you here, so I wanted to see you.”

Shen Qiqi smiled brightly, her almond-shaped eyes curving like a cheerful wild cat, “Last night I carefully read the cultivation manual Senior sister gave me. It said that cultivators also need to exercise regularly, so I started today!”

Having said that, she naturally reached out and took the bamboo basket from Liu Shuang’s hand. Her warm fingertips lightly grazed the back of Liu Shuang’s hand, and the skin where they touched rippled like a series of warm waves caused by a stone thrown into a lake.

Liu Shuang seemed to be on pause, allowing Shen Qiqi to take the bamboo basket from her hands. The warmth of Shen Qiqi’s fingertips brushed against her hand, sending a ripple of heat through her skin.

“Take a rest, Senior sister. Let me help you,” Shen Qiqi smiled, gently tugging at Liu Shuang’s sleeve. “Senior sister?”

Liu Shuang lowered her eyes, suppressing the strange waves in her heart, and helplessly replied, “…Alright, you don’t need to gather the herbs anymore. You can go weed the garden.”

Shen Qiqi agreed happily and went to work.

Liu Shuang returned to the rocking chair under the eaves and watched Shen Qiqi pick up a hoe and start weeding. She couldn’t help but shake her head and smile.

The gentle breeze blew through the willow branches, and this spring scene had a strangely harmonious beauty. She never thought she would be able to get along so peacefully with Shen Qiqi.

Under the scorching sun, Shen Qiqi weeded and hoed, working hard and sweating profusely. After half an hour, she had achieved almost the same workout effect as her morning run.

She rolled up her sleeves, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and thought to herself: The protagonists in those cultivation novels who farm so easily must be fictional!

Liu Shuang watched her, clenched the white towel in her hand, and after a moment of silence, slowly walked over to her side and handed it over, “Wipe your sweat.”

Shen Qiqi, who had been working hard and was now feeling sore and tired, raised her face lazily, “I’m so tired, Senior sister. Can you wipe it for me?”

Her delicate and pretty brows were covered in sweat, and her red lips were slightly curved. A few drops of sweat slid down her slender neck and disappeared into the depths of her collar.

Liu Shuang’s gaze paused, and she suddenly covered Shen Qiqi’s face with the towel, wiping it roughly and messily, causing Shen Qiqi to stumble and barely manage to stand steady with the support of the hoe.

“S-Senior sister!” She swallowed hard, her eyes wide, “You’re treating me like a dough ball!” How could she be so rough!

Liu Shuang stuffed the towel into her hand and turned around quickly, walking away clumsily.

Shen Qiqi took off the towel from her face and found that Liu Shuang was already gone. She casually wiped her face again and went into the house.

Liu Shuang was sitting with her back to her, holding a teacup and sipping it slowly.

Shen Qiqi walked over to her side, poured herself a cup of tea, and sat down on the bench.

Rubbing her sore shoulders, she suddenly felt a rumble in her stomach and sighed, “Senior sister, I’m hungry.”

The flush on Liu Shuang’s face gradually faded as she turned to look at her, “What do you want to eat?”

Shen Qiqi thought for a moment and smiled, “I want to eat the lotus seed soup from the kitchen. Shall we go together, Senior sister?”

Liu Shuang was about to refuse, but then she heard Shen Qiqi say, “I had some strange things happen last night, and I want to tell you about it.”

Liu Shuang paused, “…What strange things?”

She vaguely sensed that Shen Qiqi in this lifetime was a completely different person compared to before, and perhaps there was some connection to her own rebirth.

Shen Qiqi hooked her arm around Liu Shuang’s, “Let’s go. We can talk while we walk.”

Liu Shuang thought for a moment, then followed her, her gaze drawn to Shen Qiqi’s bright, watery eyes.

The kitchen was like a large cafeteria for Qingfeng Peak. Cultivators who hadn’t reached the stage of fasting usually ate there, but perhaps because cultivators preferred vegetarian diets, the food was very bland, with more vegetables than meat, which was a nightmare for a meat-lover like Shen Qiqi.

“But the lotus seed soup there is really delicious, sweet and refreshing,” Shen Qiqi spread her hands, walking along a ridge on either side of the path. “Have you tried it, Senior sister?”

Liu Shuang walked beside her, occasionally pulling her to maintain balance. “No.”

Shen Qiqi tilted her head, “That’s right! Senior sister is so skilled, there’s no need for you to eat there. You can simply grow your own food.”

Liu Shuang shook her head and said, “I’ve already reached the stage of fasting, so I don’t need to eat.”

Shen Qiqi thought to herself: I can help you with that! If you want something delicious, just come to me!

Then she heard Liu Shuang ask, “What strange thing happened to you last night?”

Shen Qiqi hummed and said with a bitter smile, “I followed the cultivation method in the book and found my spiritual sea, then…I was bounced out.”

Liu Shuang was startled, “…Bounced out?”

Cultivators could freely explore their spiritual sea, how could they be bounced out?

“What did you see inside?”

Shen Qiqi said, “I saw a few words, but I was too far away to see them clearly.”

Liu Shuang suddenly remembered the strange words she had seen in Shen Qiqi’s spiritual sea when Shen Qiqi had fainted.

She assumed that Shen Qiqi wouldn’t understand them either, so she didn’t ask further.

“Besides the words?”

“I also saw a sea,” Shen Qiqi thought for a moment, “Right… I was knocked out by the waves in the sea.”

“That’s indeed strange,” Liu Shuang pondered, “The spiritual sea usually doesn’t reject its owner.”

As they were talking, they passed a bamboo forest. The bamboo leaves rustled, startling a flock of small insects.

The path was secluded, and the shade of the trees and the dappled sunlight fell on the ground. They could see a stone table in the distance under a gazebo, and someone seemed to be lying on it.

Shen Qiqi stopped and tiptoed to look, “Why is someone lying there?”

Liu Shuang said, “Maybe they fell asleep.”

Shen Qiqi frowned, feeling a bit strange. As they got closer, a black bird landed on the table and pecked at the person’s finger. The person on the table remained motionless, not even moving their hand.

The black bird flapped its wings and flew away.

Shen Qiqi frowned, “…Senior sister, I’m a little worried. Let me go check it out first. You can follow slowly.”

Before Liu Shuang could agree, she jumped off the ridge and ran towards the gazebo.

Liu Shuang watched Shen Qiqi’s figure run quickly until she reached the gazebo. She reached out and touched the person on the table, and the person fell backward, landing softly on the ground.

Shen Qiqi seemed to see something and suddenly froze. She took a few steps back, swayed, and leaned against a nearby pillar, her back hunched over in a pitiful posture. One hand covered her face.

Liu Shuang’s heart tightened, and she immediately flashed to Shen Qiqi’s side.

As soon as she arrived, she smelled a strong demonic aura permeating the small pavilion.

Shen Qiqi leaned against the pillar, her body about to slide to the ground. When Liu Shuang got closer, she realized that Shen Qiqi was trembling slightly.

“Dead…,” she murmured, her voice choked as if her throat had been squeezed.

When Liu Shuang saw everything in front of her, her face changed drastically. She quickly reached out and covered Shen Qiqi’s eyes.

“Don’t look,” she whispered.

Shen Qiqi was unusually quiet and curled up obediently in her arms.

Liu Shuang’s gaze fell on the ground, and her eyes gradually turned a fierce crimson.

There was a dead person, a person who had been disemboweled.

The smell of bl00d was strong, and bl00d and organs were splattered everywhere. The person’s abdomen was torn open with a hideous wound, as if their dantian had been gouged out.

It was utterly disgusting.

The pavilion still reeked of the demonic cultivators, and there was clearly more than one. The remaining demonic energy surged towards her like a broken dam.

She closed her eyes, veins bulging on her forehead, and tried her best to control the demonic energy that was rampaging wildly in her body.

Just then, Shen Qiqi whimpered, grabbing the hem of her clothes at her waist and burying her face deeply into Liu Shuang’s shoulder. A warm liquid soaked the skin of her neck.

She seemed to be crying, but she was so suppressed that she didn’t make a sound.

Liu Shuang froze, her mind blank. She felt helpless.

A few seconds later, she reached out and patted Shen Qiqi’s back awkwardly, her voice low, as if she were coaxing a child, saying over and over again in a clumsy manner, “It’s okay, don’t be afraid, don’t cry…”

Senior sister: I’ve never comforted anyone before, I tried my best.

Thank you very much everyone! Wuwuwuwuwu (Running away in tears for thousands of miles overnight).