Chapter 25 – A Demon in One's Heart
Song Qingshi and An Long discussed medical issues such as the human body structure, physiological hygiene, the anorectal branch of medicine, lacerations and other matters. Their discussion slowly turned to heated academic debate. They were seriously arguing their points. Although neither of them have had sex with a man, Song Qingshi had a related treatment case. His analysis was justified and well-founded. However, An Long had no way to prove his theory, so his arguments were repeatedly refuted and he retreated again and again in defeat.
An Long put up a desperate struggle. “There are many loving same-sex Daoisnt companions in the immortal realm, such as Wangyue Xianzun and Wuling Xianzun. They are a devoted and deeply affectionate couple. They are as inseparable as body and shadow. If this was truly so painful, how could Wangyue Xianzun accept it so willingly?”
Song Qingshi fought back, “Because Wangyue Xianzun likes Wuling Xianzun and is not willing to let the other suffer.”
An Long asked helplessly, “Why do you think this way?”
“That’s what I think,” Song Qingshi replied very seriously. “It’s just a mere laceration and it’s not unbearable. A true man, for the person he likes, should be strong and couldn’t allow the person he likes to be hurt, right?”
An Long wanted to laugh. He almost couldn’t hold together his serious expression, revealing his wolf’s face.
Little Qingshi was really cute. It’s a pity the two kinds of spiritual fires in his body were so difficult to deal with. The Red Lotus Fire needed spiritual power to guide and mobilize, while the Underworld Ghost required spiritual power to suppress it. If you were to use any skill to seal his spiritual power, the Underworld Ghost Fire would madly rush out of his body and burn everything around it. If you choose not to seal his spiritual power, then the two kinds of spiritual fire will come out together and it would be difficult to withstand it. All magic weapons or arts used to control or imprison were ineffective against him. In battle, you could only choose to kill him. You couldn’t choose to capture, imprisonment or threaten him…
It’s a pity, otherwise he would have snatched away this treasure and hidden him away in the Myriad Gu Sect to coax slowly.
An Long held back his smile and said solemnly, “It doesn’t make sense for us to discuss this. This kind of thing requires actual practice to know the answer.”
Song Qingshi felt that this made sense.
“Don’t look at me,” An Long flashed his burly figure and terrifying tattoos. “The person who dares to get fresh with me is still in his mother’s womb. Even if I want to help a friend out, I am powerless.”
Song Qingshi felt that this too made sense. Given this Alaskan Malamute’s appearance, figure and character, let alone do such things to him, no one would even dare to approach him.
An Long gave a heartfelt proposal, “Maybe try it yourself?”
Song Qingshi retorted, “I have confidence in my control of the Underworld Ghost Fire. As long as my spiritual power remains, I’ll be able to suppress it even in a coma.”
An Long energetically wagged his invisible wolf’s tail and said with a stern expression on his face, “The Medicine King’s mighty reputation is so impressive, who would dare lay their hands on you? Do you have any friends in the immortal realm who can do this? Or I will sacrifice myself and help to research clearly how it feels. From a medical perspective.”
Although Song Qingshi thought his approach was strange, the analysis and theory were correct.
Song Qingshi thought for a whole quarter of an hour and finally rejected the proposal. “No.”
He was a medical student and he didn’t think there was anything shameful about doing these things. This was one of mankind’s three instinctive desires, the foundation for reproduction. He also didn’t think there was anything shameful about two people of the same sex doing this kind of thing. In nature, almost all animals display some homosexual behavior, including the white mice he raised. There were also some male mice that looked at other male mice. So, he can face this kind of problem calmly, just like when he discussed with his seniors about the history of treatment of ancient sexually transmitted diseases, difficult cases in obstetrics and gynecology diseases, prevention and treatment for AIDS, and other matters. There was nothing embarrassing about these things. Moreover, in modern times, love came in all sorts of combinations. Many even co-habited before marriage. The reason he never dated was because he was too engrossed in his study of medicine. He was obsessed with the medical field, it didn’t mean he cared about his chastity.
The reason for his refusal was also very simple. An Long was a straight man. There was no need to force a man who liked women to be with a man. Moreover, his upbringing had been very strict and playing with emotions was simply unacceptable. He always felt that a true man should have the courage to accept the consequences of his actions. No matter whether it was towards a man or a woman, he should accept responsibility for what he did. He should rush to get married or be bound together as Daoist companions…
He definitely didn’t want to be responsible for this Alaskan Malamute!
Having him as a good friend was enough. If he were to raise him at home, the Medicine King’s Valley was going to be torn apart.
Seeing him hesitate, An Long felt that this was promising and tried to persuade him from the perspective of his male dog waist and big d*ck energy. His attitude was a bit too eager and not natural enough. His enthusiastic wolf face was beginning to show.
Song Qingshi became suspicious. “You’re not trying to play another trick on me, are you?”
The Alaskan Malamute has pulled one over him so many times, there simply weren’t enough bamboo slats. His sense of trust in him was almost nill.
An Long started to refute, “I’m not!”
Song Qingshi thought about it carefully and raised new doubts. “Your expression just now looks exactly like you’ve got some ulterior motive, like when you want to make a fool out of me.”
An Long thought of his long dark history and was left unable to respond.
Song Qingshi felt that he might have penetrated into a bull's horn. The main point wasn’t about how doing this thing was painful, but that doing this kind of thing with someone you don’t like would be a hundred thousand times more painful. He decided to give up. “Forget it. This is already too far. I’m being rash and impulsive. Don’t mention it again.”
An Long felt that the meat that was about to get into his mouth had flown away. He dejectedly squatted down in the corner and sulked.
The Luminous Dragon crawled out from who knows where. Completely ignoring its frustrated master, it climbed up Song Qingshi’s waist and acted like a spoiled child.
Song Qingshi was originally going to pet it but he sensed something with his mental probe and he realized that Yue Wuhuan had woken up. He quickly pulled the snake off, threw it to An Long and ran back in a hurry.
The Luminous Dragon failed to strive for favor and the whole snake was struck stupid.
An Long patted its head comfortingly. “Don’t be sad.”
…
Yue Wuhuan woke up and for a while, he sat idly by the bed. His breathing was much smoother but his mind was still confused. Countless fragments of his memory were all jumbled together. His emotions were all over the place. The unbearable and disgusting reality and the blessed and happy fantasy… He longed for that person, longed for him to the point of almost going mad.
Trembling, he slowly got up and walked to the mirror. In a daze, he looked at the mole under the corner of his eye and suddenly, he had a strange thought.
If he didn’t have this mole, could he return to being who he was in the fantasy? To being the him that that person liked?
He looked back at the room and found that all the sharp tools that could be used to commit suicide had already been taken away. And so, he broke the porcelain box on the table. He picked up a broken fragment and began to gouge out the tear-shaped mole under his left eye. His hand was a little unstable and the fragment wasn’t quite sharp enough but it didn’t matter. He didn’t feel the pain. He didn’t feel the blood flowing to his fingertips. Facing the mirror, he stabbed again and again, finally succeeding in gouging out that tear-shaped mole. He happily placed it in his palm…
The door opened, and his young man, together with the dazzling sunlight, appeared in front of him.
He smiled expectantly and said adorably, “Qingshi, you’re back?”
As soon as Song Qingshi opened the door, he saw the beauty with a porcelain fragment in his hand and his face covered in blood. He was almost sent kneeling from fright.
He had secretly touched that mole! Did he have to go so far as to gouge it out?
Song Qingshi rushed forward. He grabbed the weapon and the bloody flesh from his hand. He began to handle the wound on his face for him.
Yue Wuhuan had sliced his face into a mess, almost ruining half of his perfect face. But he was still smiling at Song Qingshi, softly comforting, “Don’t worry, I’m fine.”
Voice trembling, Song Qingshi kept comforting him, “Yes, you’re fine. You’re fine. You’re a wood-type spiritual root. It won’t leave any scars.”
He didn’t know whether to comfort the person in front of him or to comfort himself.
Scars weren’t a big problem. But his mental state has collapsed. What was he to do?
Song Qingshi felt that even he was going to collapse.
“So he’s really crazy?” An Long took the Luminous Dragon with him and sneakily stuck his head in to have a look at the situation. He realized that if he didn’t take some of the really good things from the bottom of the chest to make serve as compensation, he might never be allowed back into the Medicine King’s Valley. “What can a guy who’s got mental problems bad enough to be reduced to this do anyway? What stupid thing have I done? What was I thinking bothering him?”
An Long fell into deep self-doubt…
Chapter 25 – A Demon in One's Heart
Song Qingshi and An Long discussed medical issues such as the human body structure, physiological hygiene, the anorectal branch of medicine, lacerations and other matters. Their discussion slowly turned to heated academic debate. They were seriously arguing their points. Although neither of them have had sex with a man, Song Qingshi had a related treatment case. His analysis was justified and well-founded. However, An Long had no way to prove his theory, so his arguments were repeatedly refuted and he retreated again and again in defeat.
An Long put up a desperate struggle. “There are many loving same-sex Daoisnt companions in the immortal realm, such as Wangyue Xianzun and Wuling Xianzun. They are a devoted and deeply affectionate couple. They are as inseparable as body and shadow. If this was truly so painful, how could Wangyue Xianzun accept it so willingly?”
Song Qingshi fought back, “Because Wangyue Xianzun likes Wuling Xianzun and is not willing to let the other suffer.”
An Long asked helplessly, “Why do you think this way?”
“That’s what I think,” Song Qingshi replied very seriously. “It’s just a mere laceration and it’s not unbearable. A true man, for the person he likes, should be strong and couldn’t allow the person he likes to be hurt, right?”
An Long wanted to laugh. He almost couldn’t hold together his serious expression, revealing his wolf’s face.
Little Qingshi was really cute. It’s a pity the two kinds of spiritual fires in his body were so difficult to deal with. The Red Lotus Fire needed spiritual power to guide and mobilize, while the Underworld Ghost required spiritual power to suppress it. If you were to use any skill to seal his spiritual power, the Underworld Ghost Fire would madly rush out of his body and burn everything around it. If you choose not to seal his spiritual power, then the two kinds of spiritual fire will come out together and it would be difficult to withstand it. All magic weapons or arts used to control or imprison were ineffective against him. In battle, you could only choose to kill him. You couldn’t choose to capture, imprisonment or threaten him…
It’s a pity, otherwise he would have snatched away this treasure and hidden him away in the Myriad Gu Sect to coax slowly.
An Long held back his smile and said solemnly, “It doesn’t make sense for us to discuss this. This kind of thing requires actual practice to know the answer.”
Song Qingshi felt that this made sense.
“Don’t look at me,” An Long flashed his burly figure and terrifying tattoos. “The person who dares to get fresh with me is still in his mother’s womb. Even if I want to help a friend out, I am powerless.”
Song Qingshi felt that this too made sense. Given this Alaskan Malamute’s appearance, figure and character, let alone do such things to him, no one would even dare to approach him.
An Long gave a heartfelt proposal, “Maybe try it yourself?”
Song Qingshi retorted, “I have confidence in my control of the Underworld Ghost Fire. As long as my spiritual power remains, I’ll be able to suppress it even in a coma.”
An Long energetically wagged his invisible wolf’s tail and said with a stern expression on his face, “The Medicine King’s mighty reputation is so impressive, who would dare lay their hands on you? Do you have any friends in the immortal realm who can do this? Or I will sacrifice myself and help to research clearly how it feels. From a medical perspective.”
Although Song Qingshi thought his approach was strange, the analysis and theory were correct.
Song Qingshi thought for a whole quarter of an hour and finally rejected the proposal. “No.”
He was a medical student and he didn’t think there was anything shameful about doing these things. This was one of mankind’s three instinctive desires, the foundation for reproduction. He also didn’t think there was anything shameful about two people of the same sex doing this kind of thing. In nature, almost all animals display some homosexual behavior, including the white mice he raised. There were also some male mice that looked at other male mice. So, he can face this kind of problem calmly, just like when he discussed with his seniors about the history of treatment of ancient sexually transmitted diseases, difficult cases in obstetrics and gynecology diseases, prevention and treatment for AIDS, and other matters. There was nothing embarrassing about these things. Moreover, in modern times, love came in all sorts of combinations. Many even co-habited before marriage. The reason he never dated was because he was too engrossed in his study of medicine. He was obsessed with the medical field, it didn’t mean he cared about his chastity.
The reason for his refusal was also very simple. An Long was a straight man. There was no need to force a man who liked women to be with a man. Moreover, his upbringing had been very strict and playing with emotions was simply unacceptable. He always felt that a true man should have the courage to accept the consequences of his actions. No matter whether it was towards a man or a woman, he should accept responsibility for what he did. He should rush to get married or be bound together as Daoist companions…
He definitely didn’t want to be responsible for this Alaskan Malamute!
Having him as a good friend was enough. If he were to raise him at home, the Medicine King’s Valley was going to be torn apart.
Seeing him hesitate, An Long felt that this was promising and tried to persuade him from the perspective of his male dog waist and big d*ck energy. His attitude was a bit too eager and not natural enough. His enthusiastic wolf face was beginning to show.
Song Qingshi became suspicious. “You’re not trying to play another trick on me, are you?”
The Alaskan Malamute has pulled one over him so many times, there simply weren’t enough bamboo slats. His sense of trust in him was almost nill.
An Long started to refute, “I’m not!”
Song Qingshi thought about it carefully and raised new doubts. “Your expression just now looks exactly like you’ve got some ulterior motive, like when you want to make a fool out of me.”
An Long thought of his long dark history and was left unable to respond.
Song Qingshi felt that he might have penetrated into a bull's horn. The main point wasn’t about how doing this thing was painful, but that doing this kind of thing with someone you don’t like would be a hundred thousand times more painful. He decided to give up. “Forget it. This is already too far. I’m being rash and impulsive. Don’t mention it again.”
An Long felt that the meat that was about to get into his mouth had flown away. He dejectedly squatted down in the corner and sulked.
The Luminous Dragon crawled out from who knows where. Completely ignoring its frustrated master, it climbed up Song Qingshi’s waist and acted like a spoiled child.
Song Qingshi was originally going to pet it but he sensed something with his mental probe and he realized that Yue Wuhuan had woken up. He quickly pulled the snake off, threw it to An Long and ran back in a hurry.
The Luminous Dragon failed to strive for favor and the whole snake was struck stupid.
An Long patted its head comfortingly. “Don’t be sad.”
…
Yue Wuhuan woke up and for a while, he sat idly by the bed. His breathing was much smoother but his mind was still confused. Countless fragments of his memory were all jumbled together. His emotions were all over the place. The unbearable and disgusting reality and the blessed and happy fantasy… He longed for that person, longed for him to the point of almost going mad.
Trembling, he slowly got up and walked to the mirror. In a daze, he looked at the mole under the corner of his eye and suddenly, he had a strange thought.
If he didn’t have this mole, could he return to being who he was in the fantasy? To being the him that that person liked?
He looked back at the room and found that all the sharp tools that could be used to commit suicide had already been taken away. And so, he broke the porcelain box on the table. He picked up a broken fragment and began to gouge out the tear-shaped mole under his left eye. His hand was a little unstable and the fragment wasn’t quite sharp enough but it didn’t matter. He didn’t feel the pain. He didn’t feel the blood flowing to his fingertips. Facing the mirror, he stabbed again and again, finally succeeding in gouging out that tear-shaped mole. He happily placed it in his palm…
The door opened, and his young man, together with the dazzling sunlight, appeared in front of him.
He smiled expectantly and said adorably, “Qingshi, you’re back?”
As soon as Song Qingshi opened the door, he saw the beauty with a porcelain fragment in his hand and his face covered in blood. He was almost sent kneeling from fright.
He had secretly touched that mole! Did he have to go so far as to gouge it out?
Song Qingshi rushed forward. He grabbed the weapon and the bloody flesh from his hand. He began to handle the wound on his face for him.
Yue Wuhuan had sliced his face into a mess, almost ruining half of his perfect face. But he was still smiling at Song Qingshi, softly comforting, “Don’t worry, I’m fine.”
Voice trembling, Song Qingshi kept comforting him, “Yes, you’re fine. You’re fine. You’re a wood-type spiritual root. It won’t leave any scars.”
He didn’t know whether to comfort the person in front of him or to comfort himself.
Scars weren’t a big problem. But his mental state has collapsed. What was he to do?
Song Qingshi felt that even he was going to collapse.
“So he’s really crazy?” An Long took the Luminous Dragon with him and sneakily stuck his head in to have a look at the situation. He realized that if he didn’t take some of the really good things from the bottom of the chest to make serve as compensation, he might never be allowed back into the Medicine King’s Valley. “What can a guy who’s got mental problems bad enough to be reduced to this do anyway? What stupid thing have I done? What was I thinking bothering him?”
An Long fell into deep self-doubt…
