Chapter 3 — I Missed Sleeping With Master

06

The troubles of the day keep lingering in my heart. At night, old stories go into dreams. From a young age, I was chosen to be Son Than's bride. After understanding the story, I realized my true identity - a sacrifice. The Mountain God worshiped by the villagers is nothing more than an evil demon occupying this place, wreaking havoc on living beings. It borrowed the name of Son Than, forced the villagers to offer young girls, and used the fresh spirit to nourish its cultivation. When I was young, the villagers told me time and time again that serving the Mountain God was my destiny. I lost my parents when I was young, they were the elders in the village who raised me.

“As long as you marry Son Than, the village will have good weather and good weather.”

I nodded innocently, letting the matchmaker apply bright makeup on my face. It was late at night, the matchmaker and the processionist left one by one. Cold black mist billowed all around. A giant, strange figure slowly appeared. The survival instinct overrides fear. Under the moonlight, the luxuriant tree trunks look like ghostly claws crawling towards the sky. No matter which direction we run, we cannot escape the feelings of monsters. At the end of the road, Tham So Bach stepped on the moon and came, holding a sword to kill the demon. The person bent down to help me, who was collapsing on the ground. Because of fear and running away for too long, tears and sweat mixed together, the makeup on her face was smeared, and the clothes on her body were also torn to shreds by tree branches. Tham So Bach took off his coat and covered his body, his voice somewhat lazy.

“Tch.”

“Little bride, your eyes for choosing a groom are really poor.”

Tham So Bach is a disciple of Tien Minh, this time he went down the mountain to eliminate demons. My legs are weak and have no strength. His mouth spoke trouble, but he still bent down and steadily carried me up. Under the moonlight, the teenager's back was thin but straight. Your footsteps are steady, step by step taking us out of the deep, scary wild forest. Arriving at the place where the Tien Minh disciples set up camp to rest, a group of teenagers were sitting around the fire talking and laughing. The warm light of the fire dispelled some of the cold. The leading nun looked interestedly at me lying on Tham So Bach's back.

“Didn't our little junior brother say he wanted to practice the Emotionless Path?”

“Why did you steal someone's bride back?”

"Stop it, everyone knows that the odds of cultivating the Emotionless Path are lower than the odds of us making medicine without the furnace exploding."

There was a sound of good-natured teasing around. Tham So Bach seemed to be used to it, his ears turned red, letting his sister and brother tease him. I changed into clean clothes and sat next to Tham So Bach quietly munching on the cake. Through their conversation, combined with previous conjectures, we gradually understand the beginning and the end. The demon had made a contract with the village, requiring him to offer a sacrifice every once in a while. Families could not bear to take their children away, so they kidnapped children from other places to raise them. Before Tham So Bach saved me, his senior sister Kieu Ung had already handled everything. The wicked receive retribution, from now on there will be no more "Son Than's bride". It's just me who doesn't know where I should go. Kieu Ung tilted her chin towards me.

"Your core is not bad, do you want to be my disciple?"

Before I could answer, Tham So Bach immediately bristled. People are like mother hens protecting their chicks, blocking me from behind.

"If someone saves you, why would you become my disciple?"

Kieu Ung kindly reminded:

“Right now I'm not qualified to collect things. Bringing a treasure like this back to Tien Minh is no different than the village idiot marrying a beautiful wife."

“Those old men in Tien Minh snatch children so quickly that they lose all humanity.”

Tham So Bach craned his neck.

“So what?”

“The person I save must of course worship me as a monk.”

The person turned his head to look at me.

“Are you willing to worship me as a monk?”

I blinked and looked at him, not understanding the situation clearly.

“What are you doing?”

The fierce person poked my forehead.

“You have no conscience, don't forget who saved you.”

“So, no matter how good others say it, you can only worship me as a monk.”

I nodded vigorously. I don't forget. The one who forgets himself is right. Moonlight is like silver. After waking up, the more I thought about it, the angrier I became. In anger, I ran away to sleep with Tham So Bach. The first time this was strange, the second time I got used to it. I was able to expertly kneel in front of Tham So Bach and confess my guilt.

"Sorry master, I'm a bad child."

Tham So Bach: “…” He silently put on his clothes. There was a bit more fatigue in his cold voice due to being tormented by me.

"I won't say anything else."

Tham So Bach frowned.

"But the habit of running to sleep with my teacher every time I'm in a bad mood, can it be fixed?"

07

I don't intend to fix it. The biggest taboo for practitioners is unstable character. I admit that the only thing that can really bother me is Tham So Bach. I always kept my secret feelings hidden. If it weren't for that misunderstanding, I probably would have kept it hidden forever. But sooner or later that feeling will turn into a mental bond, hindering your cultivation. After torturing people, the anger in their hearts immediately disappeared, and their cultivation went much more smoothly. I took the opportunity to kneel and move half a step forward, reaching out to pull the hem of his shirt, blatantly playing tricks.

“You also know that the path of practice is lonely and long. Sitting every day in meditation, relieving demons and saving lives, everyone has their own method of relieving pressure. This disciple has always been peaceful and has no bad taste."

Tham So Bach originally lowered his eyes and quietly listened to my excuses. Hearing this, he stiffened and raised his head in disbelief.

“This is why you ran to sleep with your teacher?”

I boldly nodded.

"In any case, the master doesn't practice the Emotionless Path, so consider sacrificing it for your disciples."

The person I provoked burst out laughing.

“How?”

"In the future, my practice will be more difficult and the pressure will be greater. Do you still intend to whip me and force the teacher to kneel down and be your dog?"

!!! Sounds a bit exciting.