Chapter 294: 294: Fa Hai Performs
The women sitting in front of the screen all held their breath. There was only one thought in their minds: I want to pounce on him, what should I do?
Holy hell!
How can Fa Hai be so handsome?!
Of course, even before knowing this character was played by Jiang Nuo, they already anticipated—Fa Hai had to be incredibly handsome!
From the very first promotional poster, they knew Jiang Nuo’s version of Fa Hai was outrageously attractive!
But the question is, why is he devastatingly gorgeous from the very first scene of the movie?
However, this was only the beginning. Later, Fa Hai keeps getting more handsome and hilariously serious all the way through.
A whole group of people ended up rolling with laughter.
As Mu Nan once said, this fantasy film with a comedic twist depicts Fa Hai as seriously funny, Xu Xian as cluelessly funny, Lady White Snake as breaking into song unexpectedly funny, and Xiao Qing as explosive funny when she’s annoyed. Plus, the other characters in the movie all seem to be gifted various funny skills.
The audience couldn’t help but wonder, how did they even manage to film this? Did they burst out laughing during filming?
The sticky rice fans who’ve already seen it commented: [Laughing during filming was inevitable. Seriously, with a movie this funny, laughing mid-scene is a must!]
[You guys have already seen it? Damn, hand over your tickets! I lined up all day and still couldn’t get a ticket for today’s screenings. This is too much!]
[Bro, take it easy. The tickets I managed to grab are for the day after tomorrow.]
[Hahaha... I got tickets for this afternoon. I’ll grab a meal and take a nap before heading to the theater!]
[Get lost, upstairs!]
[I’m smugly grinning, oh, so smug, because I had the foresight to grab a bunch of tickets. Just took my friends to see it and also reserved tickets for tomorrow—I’ll watch it again!]
[Nope, I’m already on my second viewing. Just dropping a quick message, then off I go!]
[All of you, get lost!]
[Give me your address—I’m mailing you razor blades!]
...
That night, Jiang Nuo had just finished rolling in the sheets with Mu Qiuniang and was lying in bed to rest.
"Wifey, shall we go again?" Jiang Nuo held his wife’s chubby little fingers, wanting to nibble on them. Sure, a hand fetish might be bad, but if it’s his wife’s cute little hands, what’s wrong with that?
Thinking this, he actually placed her finger in his mouth and gave it a little bite.
Chubby and soft—the texture was great.
"What are you doing?" Mu Qiuniang gritted her teeth. Ever since the last time this certain someone used her little hand for his peculiar form of satisfaction, she didn’t know what bizarre habit it had unlocked. Now, he occasionally treated her hand as a precious treasure, shoving it into his mouth for a few random bites.
This was her *hand*, not a pig trotter!
"Wifey, your hands smell amazing!" Jiang Nuo grinned mischievously. His eyes sparkled like starlight, tempting her.
Mu Qiuniang’s face turned frosty. "In your dreams!"
Did he really think she’d fall for the same trick twice?
Mu Qiuniang tried to pull her hand back, but Jiang Nuo held it tightly, refusing to let go.
"Wifey, life needs dreams! How pale and powerless life would be without dreams! Plus, dreams need to be realized. Wifey, help me fulfill my dream, won’t you?"
As he talked, he slyly tried to grab her other hand.
"Nonsense!"
Mu Qiuniang calmly recited a mantra and used a spell to bind this audacious person in place.
He wasn’t suspended from the ceiling or anything outrageous—just stuck where he was, unable to move.
Jiang Nuo immediately felt as though ropes had appeared around him. He looked like he might cry. "Wifey, do you really have to be so cruel?"
Mu Qiuniang didn’t even glance at him. She got up from the bed and began meditating.
Ever since the two of them started dual cultivation, because Jiang Nuo’s aptitude was frankly terrible, Mu Qiuniang began transferring all the fruits of her training to Jiang Nuo through their dual cultivation sessions, just so he could keep up.
As a result, despite her constant cultivation efforts, Mu Qiuniang hadn’t made any progress in her own skill level during this period.
If she wanted to avoid affecting her own advancement, she had to push herself harder and spend even more time cultivating—so much so that she ended up using time previously meant for rest and sleep to practice instead.
Despite all this effort, Jiang Nuo still managed to waste most of it thanks to his useless physique. Even with such solid support from Mu Qiuniang, he could only absorb a small portion; most of the spiritual energy escaped into the air.
Luckily, Mu Qiuniang discovered this issue and created a Gathering Spirit Bead—a pearl about the size of a thumb, strung on a red cord and tied around Jiang Nuo’s neck.
This way, any spiritual energy Jiang Nuo failed to absorb could be preserved by the Gathering Spirit Bead. Even if it couldn’t save all of it, retaining some was better than losing everything—it adds up over time.
Who knows? If Jiang Nuo’s cultivation progresses someday and the ambient spiritual energy is insufficient for him, he might be able to draw on what’s stored in the bead.
She even considered making several more such beads for him.
Mu Qiuniang had never thought of taking back anything she’d given him. Once something was handed over, it was his—it didn’t belong to her anymore.
Jiang Nuo knew nothing of this. At this moment, bound in place, he simply felt that his wife was spending less and less time with him lately, while devoting more and more time to cultivation. He couldn’t help but feel neglected.
Looking at his wife meditating nearby, Jiang Nuo felt a pang of sorrow.
He wondered if she was turning into those cultivators described in novels—the ones who, as their skill level rises, lose their emotions and whims, eventually becoming like immortals: detached and devoid of desires.
He didn’t want his wife to turn into such a person.
While he wished to be with her for eternity, he didn’t want theirs to be a loveless companionship like that of immortals. He hoped their bond would always include love!
Without love, what’s the point of all this effort?
He felt he should have a good talk with his wife. Lately, hadn’t she been overdoing the cultivation? Perhaps she was falling into obsession?
Cultivation is important, but isn’t the connection between husband and wife even more essential?
The golden crow rose from the eastern sky, casting its gentle rays.
In the sea of consciousness, two golden cores spun rapidly, absorbing the purple energy nurtured by the natural balance at sunrise.
This purple energy was incredibly beneficial for cultivators—a rare and precious tonic.
However, few knew how to refine it. Mu Qiuniang was among these fortunate few.
When Mu Qiuniang woke, it was still early—the sky had only just lightened. There were thirty minutes left until the scheduled filming time for *We’re in Love.*
Turning her head toward Jiang Nuo, sleeping on the other side of the bed, she felt warmth in her heart as she watched his peaceful expression.
As long as he was well, all her sacrifices were worth it!
Mu Qiuniang wanted him to sleep a little longer instead of waking him. Making use of the half-hour, she tidied herself up and prepared a lavish breakfast.
But soon, Mu Qiuniang felt puzzled. The crew was about to arrive—why hadn’t Jiang Nuo woken yet?
Mu Qiuniang returned to the bedroom. She reached out to give him a gentle push, but he seemed deeply asleep, not reacting at all.
Her expression instantly changed.
What was going on?!
She immediately knew something had happened to Jiang Nuo!
But last night, hadn’t they fallen asleep together? His finger even wore the ring she had given him—how could anything happen?
And why hadn’t she felt the slightest sign of trouble when it happened?!