"This is the White Bone Sitting and Forgetting Scripture."
Su Jinxiu produced a necklace from somewhere and handed it to Liu Nanfeng.
The necklace was a very ordinary gold chain, but the pendant on it was not ordinary.
It was a segment of bamboo, crystal clear like jade. When held up to the light, golden mist flowed within, forming patterns like runes that constantly shifted, incredibly beautiful.
Liu Nanfeng glanced at it in the light and was unconsciously drawn in.
"Do you know why I could find you after your reincarnation?" Su Jinxiu asked again with a smile.
Liu Nanfeng shook his head. Su Huamei, who had been silent beside them, perked up her ears.
She had always felt that her sister had found Liu Nanfeng after his reincarnation, and their encounter in college was merely a meticulously arranged setup.
"It's also because of this," Su Jinxiu said, pointing to the bamboo segment in Liu Nanfeng's hand.
"Actually, it's a finger bone," Su Jinxiu added.
"Eh?"
Liu Nanfeng was somewhat surprised at her words, then examined it closely and indeed, it resembled a finger bone.
"Hidden within this finger bone is the White Bone Sitting and Forgetting Scripture. But the most precious part is the 'Sacred Corpse Sitting and Forgetting Visualization Diagram' at the beginning. The sage's remains are dead but not rigid; this is a method of achieving life through death. It is not written down, nor can it be spoken. Coupled with daily contemplation, unless one possesses this finger bone, it's impossible to learn this method through any other means."
"I see," Liu Nanfeng said, a hint of realization dawning on him.
No wonder Su Jinxiu was unwilling to give it to Han Xiangning. It wasn't unwillingness, but impossibility.
"What do you mean 'I see'? It's mainly because it was Arùn's love token to her," Su Huamei chimed in dismissively from the side, her tone tinged with a bit of sourness and schadenfreude.
"Is that so..."
Upon hearing this, Liu Nanfeng handed it back to Su Jinxiu, feeling a slight discomfort in his heart.
The fact that Su Jinxiu cherished it made him feel even more awkward.
Su Jinxiu, knowing full well that Su Huamei was being intentional, glared fiercely at her.
Su Jinxiu also seemed to notice Liu Nanfeng's displeasure.
She then spoke to comfort him, "That's all in the past. Besides, whether it's Arùn or you, it's just different names. You are you."
"Oh~"
While she said that, his discomfort remained. Logic had no place in it.
However, Liu Nanfeng knew he couldn't dwell on these things too much. After all, the responsibility wasn't Su Jinxiu's, and without Arùn, he probably wouldn't have ended up with her. In short, the more he thought about it, the more confused he became.
He picked up the vegetables they had just bought from the table and said, "I'm fine. I'll go cook dinner."
Seeing Liu Nanfeng go inside, Su Huamei pressed further, "You still haven't said how you found Nanfeng, and what's the connection with this Sitting and Forgetting Scripture?"
Su Jinxiu not only did not answer her question but also said with a fierce expression, "Don't ever mention this again. And who allowed you to tell Nanfeng all this today? Do you want to die?"
"Sis... Sister, I've already died once," Su Huamei said timidly, seeing Su Jinxiu's anger, her voice full of apprehension.
Su Jinxiu glared at her, warned her not to follow, and then turned towards the kitchen.
As soon as she entered the kitchen, the expression on her face changed, replaced by a gentle smile.
"Honey, I'll help you."
"Oh," Liu Nanfeng responded listlessly.
Seeing his state, Su Jinxiu felt an inexplicable pang of heartache.
She walked over, wrapped her arms around Liu Nanfeng's waist, and pressed against his back, saying softly, "I'm sorry."
Liu Nanfeng put down what he was doing, hugged her back, turned her around, cupped her face, and said, "Why apologize? You haven't done anything wrong."
"But..."
"I was being a bit unreasonable," Liu Nanfeng forced a smile.
Su Jinxiu tiptoed, gave Liu Nanfeng a gentle kiss, then put her arms around him, leaning against his chest, and whispered, "No matter what happened in the past, we have each other now. You belong to me, and I belong to you. Isn't this the best outcome?"
Liu Nanfeng gently patted her back and chuckled, "I was being petty."
"Not at all. To be honest, I'm actually quite happy."
Su Jinxiu raised her head in Liu Nanfeng's arms, looking at his prominent Adam's apple and his deeply contoured chin. She tiptoed again, blocking his intended words with her mouth.
This time, they kissed for a long time before parting. Liu Nanfeng, breathing heavily, asked, "Why?"
"Because you're jealous for me. It means you care about me," Su Jinxiu said with a smile.
"Does that even need asking? You are my life, my everything," Liu Nanfeng said passionately, cupping Su Jinxiu's face.
Su Huamei, eavesdropping outside the kitchen, pursed her lips and muttered softly, "You really have a lot of lives, two of them."
As soon as she finished speaking, her skin felt a bone-chilling pain, scaring her into turning and running.
"Wow, your cooking has improved quite a bit! These vegetables are cut so beautifully?" Su Jinxiu said with some surprise.
Liu Nanfeng was also surprised himself. Ever since he had that dream last night, his control over his body had reached its peak.
For a simple task like cutting vegetables, often the mind understands but the hands cannot execute. The thought and the action are two different things.
But now, Liu Nanfeng had achieved unity between thought and action. As long as he could conceive it, he could do it.
For something as simple as cutting vegetables, he could cut them into whatever shape he imagined, and they would all be the same size.
"I don't know how myself. You wash some tomatoes, and I'll stir-fry some tomatoes and eggs. Huamei likes it."
"Okay."
"Next time, don't buy the light-salt soy sauce, because once it's added, it becomes difficult for me to control the amount of salt. If I'm not careful, I'll add too much."
"Mhm, next time I'll buy that zero-additive brewed soy sauce. I wonder what it tastes like."
"Let's try it. It's so expensive, the taste should be good."
"Here, have a taste of the soup."
Su Jinxiu took a spoonful of the soup, blew on it gently, and offered it to Liu Nanfeng.
Liu Nanfeng didn't stand on ceremony, lowered his head, drank it in one gulp, and said, "It's a little bland. Add a bit more salt."
"Really? Let me taste."
Su Jinxiu suddenly tiptoed, leaned forward slightly, and kissed Liu Nanfeng, then quickly pulled back.
She stuck out her tongue, gently licked her lips, and then said, "It is a bit bland."
Liu Nanfeng stared at her blankly. She was doing this on purpose, wasn't she? Didn't she know that such a posture was incredibly alluring and seductive?
"Can I still cook in peace?" Liu Nanfeng asked, suppressing his desire.
"Heehee."
Su Jinxiu winked at him playfully. She was indeed doing it on purpose.
"Dinner is served."
That night, Liu Nanfeng was immersed in tenderness, so much so that he woke up a bit late the next morning, almost ten o'clock. When he came out of the room, he found that neither Su Jinxiu nor Su Huamei were home.
There was breakfast left for him on the table and a note.
"Remember to eat breakfast. Leave the bowls and chopsticks in the sink. I'll wash them when I get back. Today, Huamei and I are going out to handle some matters and won't be at the cafe."
In the bottom right corner of the note was a very cute, simple drawing of a little skull.
Liu Nanfeng smiled and took a small box from the top of the refrigerator, placing the note inside along with other message slips.
But what matters were she and Huamei going out to handle?
Liu Nanfeng couldn't help but frown.
Then he remembered that the Human-Demon refining in the scroll should have reached 24 hours, and he quickly summoned the scroll.