Chapter 705: Chapter 559: Monk, Open Your Eyes and Look...

The next morning, at the break of dawn, a few rays of morning light slipped through the window lattice, quietly spilling into a room in the rear courtyard of Sikong Temple.

Lying on the bed, Xiao Mo slowly opened his eyes, his vision gradually coming into focus.

Gazing at the familiar rafters overhead, Xiao Mo knew he was back at Sikong Temple.

As Xiao Mo tried to recall the events of the previous night, a sharp pain shot through his head, causing his brows to furrow.

Once the stinging pain subsided slightly, the memories of the previous night flooded his mind.

He remembered with crystal clarity the scenes he had experienced before falling unconscious.

Even Tushan Jing Ci’s sheer clothing and her exquisite figure.

The yielding softness of her body as she sat in his lap.

The sweet, virginal scent that had lingered around his nose.

Every detail was etched into his mind, unforgettable.

Xiao Mo couldn’t help but sigh to himself.

He knew Jing Ci would make a move on him sooner or later.

But Xiao Mo hadn’t expected Jing Ci to be in such a hurry.

However, when he inspected his body with his Divine Sense, he was surprised to find his Primordial Yang still intact.

’Could it be that Jing Ci held back at the critical moment?’ Xiao Mo wondered to himself.

But he quickly shook his head, dismissing the idea.

Knowing Jing Ci’s personality, she would either see things through to the end or not start at all. There was no way she would give up halfway or pull back at the last moment.

CREAK...

Just as Xiao Mo was puzzling over this, the wooden door to the room was gently pushed open, letting out a faint, grating squeak.

Xiao Mo turned to look and saw a woman in a Daoist Robe, holding a bowl of medicine, standing silently just outside the doorway.

The morning light fell upon her shoulders, casting a soft, warm glow on her simple Daoist Robe.

Xiao Mo’s eyes met the woman’s.

Her eyes were pure and as clear as water, as tranquil as an autumn lake without a ripple.

A silence fell over the room, and even the birdsong outside the window seemed to recede into the distance.

After a moment of silence, Xiao Mo looked at the woman and asked, "And you are, Miss...?"

"If I said I was Jing Ci, would you believe me?" Gui Junmeng replied, her voice soft and gentle.

Xiao Mo smiled faintly and shook his head.

"Why?" Gui Junmeng tilted her head slightly, a hint of confusion in her eyes. "Don’t I... look like Jing Ci?"

"It’s not that you and Jing Ci are similar, Miss. You’re identical," Xiao Mo said, studying her face. "But you are not her."

Hearing Xiao Mo’s words, Gui Junmeng lowered her head slightly, her gaze cast downward as if she were carefully pondering something.

After a moment, she raised her head again. Her clear eyes gazed at Xiao Mo as she somewhat abruptly changed the subject, asking softly, "May I come in?"

"Of course," Xiao Mo nodded.

"Thank you."

Gui Junmeng lifted her small, cloth-shod feet from beneath her Daoist Robe, stepped lightly over the threshold, and walked to the edge of Xiao Mo’s bed before sitting down.

Even though she wore a loose Daoist Robe, the moment she sat down, the fabric couldn’t help but cling to her round, full posterior, outlining a soft curve that one dared not gaze upon for long, lest they give offense.

"My name is Gui Junmeng. I’m a Daoist from the Seeking Immortal Temple."

She paused, her gaze resting on Xiao Mo’s face as she explained in an unhurried tone.

"You were poisoned last night. I was the one who brought you back to Sikong Temple, and its Abbot has allowed me to stay here for now. This bowl of soup is a special Detox Soup from our Seeking Immortal Temple. You’ll feel better after you drink it."

With that, Gui Junmeng gently scooped up a spoonful of the soup and lifted it to Xiao Mo’s lips, as if to feed him.

"Thank you, Miss, but I can manage on my own." Xiao Mo reached out with both hands, took the bowl, and slowly drank it down, sip by sip.

The soup was warm as it went down, but also astringent and bitter.

After drinking it, however, Xiao Mo did feel much more comfortable. The grogginess and discomfort in his head began to fade away.

"Is there anything you’d like to ask me?" Gui Junmeng looked at Xiao Mo, her tone calm as if she was waiting for him to speak. "I will answer whatever you ask."

"I do have a few questions," Xiao Mo nodded. After a moment’s thought, he asked, "Did you find me by accident, Miss, or were you deliberately looking for me?"

"I was deliberately looking for you," Gui Junmeng answered honestly.

"Then why, Miss, did you come looking for me?" Xiao Mo asked.

Gui Junmeng nodded. After thinking for a moment, she gave a short, serious answer: "I want to take you to the Seeking Immortal Temple."

Xiao Mo said gently, "But Miss, I’m a Monk."

Gui Junmeng blinked her lovely, fox-like eyes, her tone carrying a hint of girlish innocence. "You were a Monk in the past; you can become a Daoist in the future."

"And why would you want me to become a Daoist, Miss?" Xiao Mo asked at a leisurely pace.

Gui Junmeng lowered her head again, thinking seriously for a moment.

This seemed to be a habit of hers.

Whenever she had to answer a question, she would lower her head and ponder for a moment, as if carefully weighing every word.

"Before, it was because we had a marriage contract, and I wanted to dual cultivate with you." She lifted her head, her clear eyes looking directly into Xiao Mo’s, her voice soft. "But now, I just want to be with you."

"This ’before’—how long ago was that?" Xiao Mo asked.

"A lifetime," Gui Junmeng answered without hesitation.

"I see..." Xiao Mo gave a faint smile and didn’t press further. "Then my connection with Miss Jing Ci must also be a matter of karma from a past life, yes?"

"..." Gui Junmeng lowered her head, not answering.

Her silence was an admission in itself.

"I understand now. Thank you for bringing me back yesterday, Miss."

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