Chapter 160: Passion Carved in Wood
Chapter 160: Passion Carved in Wood
Forty minutes later, under the guidance of a pilot dispatched by Kyoto International Airport, Lin Mu smoothly landed the plane on the runway.
By then, more than ten police cars were already parked on the runway, which had been specially cleared for Flight DH9415. As soon as the plane touched down, the Special Police Forces, fully armed, rushed onto the aircraft and took away the subdued hijackers.
From start to finish, the hijackers never knew who had attacked them because they never saw Lin Mu’s face.
While the Special Police Forces were questioning the passengers who knew what happened, the passengers described Lin Mu’s appearance. However, the police found that the young man was nowhere to be found on the plane.
It turned out that Lin Mu had already blended in with the passengers and disembarked right after landing. He then seized an opportunity to slip away unnoticed. With his skills, avoiding the attention of the Special Police Forces was easily achievable.
“Why did you slip away so early?”
In the luxury suite of the Hilton Hotel, Yao Xianxian changed into comfortable silk pajamas, stretched lazily, and watched with interest as Lin Mu fiddled with a revolver on the sofa.
“How could I not slip away? Many people on the plane saw my face. If the police had caught me, I would have had to go to the police station to give a statement. You don’t know this, but I have a phobia of police stations. Just thinking about going there scares me.”
As he said this, the image of Wang Xiqing flashed through Lin Mu’s mind, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
“You must have done something bad before and been caught, right?”
Yao Xianxian took off her shoes, curled her legs, and sat down next to Lin Mu. “Why did you sneak this pistol out? It’s evidence. It wouldn’t be good if people found out.”
“This is a limited edition pistol. There are only fifty of them in the whole world. I don’t know how these guys got it, but it’s a very rare item.”
Lin Mu picked up a cloth and carefully wiped the gun. The silver-plated barrel paired with the wooden-textured grip had a unique beauty.
“With your skills, you don’t need to carry a gun, right?”
Yao Xianxian pouted.
“Of course not. Besides, gunshots are too loud. It’s not very convenient to use. But I can collect it!”
Lin Mu turned his head and smiled, proudly waving the Colt in his hand.
“Why do men always like these things? It’s either guns or cars. So boring.”
Yao Xianxian yawned, sounding unimpressed.
“If guns are boring, how about this sword?”
Lin Mu laughed, reached out, and drew the sword with a clear, ringing sound. The Autumn Swan Sword was immediately unsheathed. Its straight blade reflected the sunlight streaming through the window, shimmering with a flowing, lustrous glow.
“What a beautiful sword!”
Yao Xianxian’s eyes instantly lit up with admiration. The gleam of the Autumn Swan Sword was truly stunning. Women naturally had little resistance to such sparkling things.
However, as soon as she took the Autumn Swan Sword from Lin Mu’s hand, the blade drooped limply, losing the straightness it had when Lin Mu held it.
“What is this? A soft sword?”
Holding the blade with great interest, Yao Xianxian carefully examined the Autumn Swan Sword.
“Yes, I specifically looked for this soft sword. Carrying weapons around is too conspicuous these days. This soft sword can be hidden at the waist, making it quite suitable for taking out.”
Lin Mu nodded.
“But using a soft sword requires special techniques. Do you know how?”
Yao Xianxian glanced at Lin Mu with a mix of belief and doubt.
Lin Mu chuckled softly but didn’t answer Yao Xianxian’s question. Instead, he looked around, stood up, and brought over a large potted plant from the corner. Inside was a small pine tree about the thickness of an arm.
Taking the Autumn Swan from Yao Xianxian, Lin Mu gave it a light swing. The pine tree immediately split, and a twenty-centimeter-long piece of wood was cut from the middle.
“Watch carefully. Don’t blink!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Mu flicked his wrist. The Autumn Swan Sword instantly transformed into a silver blur, lifting the piece of wood into the air. The wood danced and twirled mid-air as fine wood shavings drifted down like snow.
Holding this pose for about two minutes, Lin Mu abruptly sheathed the Autumn Swan Sword back into the belt at his waist. Then, he reached out and caught the piece of wood as it fell.
The wood was no longer in its original form. It had been carved into an exquisitely detailed statue of a person.
The statue’s lightly fluttering sleeves and softly swaying black hair were meticulously crafted. Every detail was perfectly polished, complementing the ethereal expression on the figure’s face. An immortal aura seemed to emanate from it, vividly capturing the celestial being’s essence.
“This… isn’t this Yuan Li?”
Taking the statue from Lin Mu, Yao Xianxian was mesmerized.
Yuan Li was the protagonist of a mythological drama she had previously starred in, and she herself had played the role.
Even she, looking at the statue now, was struck by the immortal spirit it conveyed. She could hardly believe that this statue, carved with her as the model, could radiate such a divine air.
“That’s right, this is Yuan Li. I think you portrayed this character very well. I really like it.”
Lin Mu smiled as he sat down. He lightly swept his hand over the table in front of him, and with a surge of Zhenqi, he gathered all the wood shavings from the floor. With a pull and a push of his palm, he sent them all into the trash bin beside the tea table.
Yao Xianxian stared at the statue in her hands, her mind completely absorbed by it. She even forgot that Lin Mu had carved this statue using a soft sword—a testament to his astonishing control. If applied to Martial Arts, it would be enough to defeat any obstacle.
But at that moment, she didn’t care about any of that. Her mind was filled with what Lin Mu had just said.
“Do you really like the character Yuan Li?”
Caressing the statue dreamily, Yao Xianxian asked in a soft voice.
“Mhm, this character is very well-written. You portrayed her inner world with such depth and an overwhelming immortal aura. I truly like it.”
Lin Mu nodded. Because this TV series was a mythological drama, it resonated more with him. After all, given his original strength, he could be considered among the ranks of immortals. Once he ascended, he would become a true celestial being.
“Husband, Li’er’s journey ahead is treacherous. If I cannot return, please do not grieve. There are many women in this world. You should find another. Li’er will not hold any resentment.”
Looking at the statue in her hands, Yao Xianxian suddenly softly recited a line from the drama. It was the last words Yuan Li spoke to her mortal husband when she was recalled by the Heavenly Court and forced to leave the mortal world.
As she spoke the line, Yao Xianxian’s expression suddenly changed, as if she had returned to the mythical era of the drama. An otherworldly immortal aura immediately emanated from her.
Lin Mu’s vision blurred for a moment. The Yao Xianxian on the sofa seemed to transform back into Yuan Li. The sorrow of having to part from a loved one was portrayed by her to perfection.
“Li’er.”
Reaching out to stroke Yao Xianxian’s silky black hair, Lin Mu seemed to suddenly return to the Cultivation World, where he had met a peerless fairy untouched by mortal dust.
Yao Xianxian also gazed at Lin Mu with dazed eyes. Unconsciously, the two drew closer and closer, until they could feel each other’s warm breath.
Finally, Lin Mu slowly kissed Yao Xianxian’s alluring red lips.
A feeling she had never experienced before swept over Yao Xianxian. Her body trembled slightly, and the statue in her hand slipped onto the sofa.
Lin Mu slowly explored, kissing from her tempting lips to her lightly closed eyes, then moving down to her delicate earlobes. He didn’t spare her snow-white neck either, gently pecking it again and again. The buttons of her pajamas had unconsciously been mostly undone by him.
Just as his mouth climbed onto those towering peaks and captured the protruding tip, a soft moan from Yao Xianxian suddenly jolted him awake.
Without warning, Lin Mu snapped back to awareness. In an instant, he was completely clear-headed.
Looking at the exposed expanse of pink skin before him and the vaguely visible towering peaks, Lin Mu smiled faintly. Then, mischievously, he gave that little peak a gentle nibble.
“Ah!”
Yao Xianxian let out a gasp of surprise. She opened her eyes and stared blankly at Lin Mu for a moment before suddenly coming to her senses. Her face turned bright red, as if about to drip blood. Flustered, she pulled her clothes together and shrank into a corner of the sofa.
Recalling the embarrassing scene from earlier, Yao Xianxian buried her head in her chest, unable to face Lin Mu.
Lin Mu shook his head with a smile and reached out to stroke Yao Xianxian’s hair. To his surprise, the gesture made her whole body tremble. At that moment, she was no longer the Expert of the Subtlety Realm, but a delicate young girl, showing a shy demeanor in front of a man.
“Ahem! So, does our drama have any… you know, scenes that are a bit more exciting?”
Lin Mu cleared his throat softly. Knowing Yao Xianxian was very shy, he wanted to change the subject. Little did he expect that the topic would still revolve around this.
Yao Xianxian didn’t answer, just shook her head repeatedly.
“Oh, none? Well then, are there any kissing scenes?”
Lin Mu gave an awkward laugh and asked again.
Yao Xianxian first shook her head vigorously a few times, then suddenly paused, and finally nodded lightly.
“So there are kissing scenes? That’s great! I think we just coordinated pretty well. We probably wouldn’t have any NG takes for the kissing scenes, right?”
Lin Mu smiled slightly.
“I hate you!”
Yao Xianxian murmured without looking up, stretching out a delicate little foot to sneak a kick at Lin Mu.
Lin Mu reached out and caught Yao Xianxian’s dainty, round foot in his palm. Yao Xianxian tried to pull it back a couple of times but failed. She immediately looked up, her face flushed as she shyly scolded, “You pervert! Let go of my foot!”
“Such a pretty little foot. I’ve never seen one so beautiful before!”
Lin Mu deliberately lifted the little foot to his eyes, examining it carefully.
“Pervert!”
As soon as Yao Xianxian spoke, Lin Mu had already gently kissed the top of her pink foot. She shuddered all over, her entire body freezing as if struck by ice.