Joining the Joyful Union Sect, My Life in the Grip of My Senior Sister

Chapter 116: This Feeling Doesn't Seem Fake!



Chapter 116: This Feeling Doesn’t Seem Fake!

 

Wen Qinlin was completely confused as he struggled to make sense of the situation. 

 

Dressing up as a woman? 

 

Zhou Xiaoping laughed and said, “That’s a brilliant idea!” 

 

Seeing that Wen Qinlin was still hesitating, Lin Fengmian said earnestly, “Brother Wen, I know this is hard for you, but think of the people in the city.” 

 

“As the saying goes, if I don’t go to hell, who will? Time is of the essence; every day that passes could mean that more people are in danger.” 

 

Wen Qinlin felt overwhelmed, but could only nod in agreement. 

 

Lin Fengmian turned to Xia Yunxi and Zhou Xiaoping and said, “Yunxi, you do my makeup, and Xiaoping, you do Brother Wen’s makeup. I’ll meet you at the door shortly.” 

 

Everyone nodded and followed the plan. As they stepped out, they ran into Little Butterfly. 

 

Lin Fengmian’s eyes lit up as he instructed, “Little Butterfly, go buy some large steamed buns. Bring me two and two for Brother Wen.” 

 

Wen Qinlin protested, “No need for that!” 

 

Lin Fengmian threw an arm around him, a mysterious smile on his face. “Brother Wen, these aren’t for you to eat.” 

 

Just as he was about to pat Wen Qinlin’s chest, he was met with an icy glare. 

 

He quickly patted his own chest instead and said with a meaningful look, “You know what I mean! Your buns seem to fit a little better.” 

 

At that moment, Wen Qinlin felt a murderous intent towards him. Furious, he turned around and walked away, while Zhou Xiaoping stifled a laugh behind him. 

 

When Lin Fengmian returned to his own room, he remembered that Song Youwei was there, which made it uncomfortable for him, so he decided to go to Xia Yunxi’s room instead. 

 

Seeing the talismans on Lin Fengmian’s door, Xia Yunxi wisely decided not to ask any questions. 

 

Half an hour later, Lin Fengmian opened his door and stepped out, feeling uncomfortable all over. 

 

As he adjusted the buns in his clothes, he muttered, “This outfit is too cumbersome, why do these buns keep falling off?” 

 

He fiddled with them for a while, but felt that something was wrong and didn’t bother to fix it. 

 

When he reached Zhou Xiaoping’s door, he knocked and asked, “Brother Wen, are you ready?” 

 

“Coming, coming!” 

 

Zhou Xiaoping opened the door and stared at the ‘woman’ in front of her, momentarily stunned. “Lin Fengmian?” 

 

The woman in front of her had pale skin and delicate features, with eyes as clear and deep as autumn water and a straight nose. 

 

If it weren’t for the slightly thin lips that detracted from the overall beauty, and the playful glint in her eyes and actions, she would have appeared flawless. 

 

Lin Fengmian smiled slightly and asked, “What do you think? Is it okay?” 

 

Zhou Xiaoping nodded vigorously. “Yes, very impressive!” 

 

She almost doubted that this guy was also cross-dressing as a man. 

 

Lin Fengmian laughed heartily. “You’re seeing something new now, right? Where’s Brother Wen?” 

 

Zhou Xiaoping pouted and said, “Hmph, look how smug you are. Now, please welcome Miss Wen!” 

 

Lin Fengmian waited eagerly, but while he waited, no one appeared. Zhou Xiaoping rushed into the room and pushed a woman in white out of the room. 

 

The woman in white had long hair adorned with accessories, her eyebrows resembling distant mountains, eyes like stars, a high nose, and full red lips, looking as if she had stepped out of a painting. 

 

Her tall figure, like a willow branch in summer, stood gracefully and could hold her own against any man. 

 

Despite her slender frame, she possessed a striking bosom, complemented by her long, shapely legs, making her utterly captivating. 

 

Her aura was noble and cold, reminiscent of a snow lotus on a snowy peak – proud and beautiful. 

 

Lin Fengmian was speechless and stammered, “W-W-Wen… Brother Wen?” 

 

Wen Qinlin glared at him, her expression flat. “It’s me!” 

 

Although she maintained her usual demeanor and was succinct with her words, she was dressed in women’s clothes and exuded an icy and breathtaking beauty. 

 

Lin Fengmian clicked his tongue in amazement, circling around Wen Qinlin and lamenting, “What a waste! Why do you have to be a man?” 

 

“What a shame! Just look at your waist, your hips, your chest – enough to make any woman jealous. Sigh, if only you were a woman…” 

 

Wen Qinlin felt uncomfortable under his gaze and snapped, “Let’s go, the sun will be setting soon.” 

 

Lin Fengmian finally remembered their purpose, quickly put on the cloak he had prepared, and quietly slipped out through the back courtyard. 

 

Once outside of the city, the two of them took off into the wind. As Lin Fengmian looked at the ethereal Wen Qinlin, he felt dazed for a moment. 

 

My goodness, why do I feel like I’m being bewitched by a man? 

 

No, no, no! I can’t watch any more! 

 

Arriving at Qing Shen Mountain, ten miles away, they stopped halfway up to prepare for the climb on foot. 

 

At first, flying through the air didn’t feel strange, but after a few steps on the ground, Lin Fengmian felt increasingly uncomfortable, constantly adjusting the buns that were shifting inside his outfit. 

 

This action, coupled with his current appearance, was extremely eye-catching. 

 

Wen Qinlin frowned. “Brother Lin, can you be a little more composed?” 

 

Lin Fengmian replied angrily, “I don’t want to! These buns keep moving! How do you manage to stay still? When you walk, it swings just like the real thing.” 

 

Curious, he reached out to pinch and exclaimed, “Wow! There’s even elasticity? That doesn’t feel like…” 

 

With a resounding slap, Lin Fengmian’s hand was swatted away. “Brother Wen, why did you hit me? Let’s talk nicely-no need to draw weapons!” 

 

Wen Qinlin called out her sword and coldly replied, “Brother Lin, I told you, I don’t like people touching my body!” 

 

Embarrassed, Lin Fengmian scratched his head. “I’m sorry, I forgot. I was just curious how you did it.” 

 

With a dark expression, Wen Qinlin said, “Just stuff a few more in there to fill out your clothes! Now let’s go!” 

 

Seeing her storm off with an unhappy expression, Lin Fengmian shivered. 

 

This appearance of Wen Qinlin gave him an inexplicable feeling – was there something wrong with him? 

 

No way! He was a man! He couldn’t be going after this! 

 

“Brother Wen, do you have a sister or a younger sister? I’d like to meet her!” 

 

Wen Qinlin replied irritably, “No! Go away!” 

 

The two of them soon arrived at the entrance of Tai Xu Temple, where they saw a familiar face greeting guests – Lu Xun.

 

Lin Fengmian and Wen Qinlin exchanged glances, sensing that something was wrong.

 

They quickly donned their prepared veils and approached the main entrance, planning to blend in with the other worshippers.

 

“Ladies, wait a moment!” Lu Xun suddenly called out to them.

 

Lin Fengmian and Wen Qinlin paused as a wave of tension washed over them.

 

Does this guy have such sharp eyes?

 

Wen Qinlin calmly turned to him and asked, “May I ask why you called us sisters?”

 

Lu Xun approached with a cheerful smile and asked curiously, “You two ladies don’t look familiar, you don’t seem to be from Ning City. Where are you from?”

 

Wen Qinlin kept her composure and replied, “You’re right, Daoist. We came here for leisure and heard that Tai Xu Temple is particularly effective, so we came to pay our respects.”

 

Upon hearing this, Lu Xun’s smile widened even more. He said politely, “There is no need to be afraid, ladies. I am Lu Xun of Tai Xu Temple, a disciple of Master Huanglong, and I mean you no harm.”

 

“Since you have come such a long way with sincere intentions, there is a special prayer hall for female believers inside. Allow me to show you the way.” 


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