Chapter 1206: The Secret He's Ashamed to Speak Of Lu Yun rushed back home in a state of disarray, the lingering fear from the strange insect still haunting him. After removing his clothes soaked in mud, he sprinted to the well, scooped a large bucket of water, and doused himself head to toe. Only after a few moments did Lu Yun gradually regain his composure. According to the humble dragon's account, this peculiar little insect seemed remarkably formidable—enough to even intimidate a dragon, which seemed rather unusual. "Hey, what's so special about the dragon? Even if you're a dragon, right now you're just hiding inside my body, doing nothing. Who knows what schemes you're plotting—maybe you're just some kind of parasite, like those crawling around in the blood, all messy and useless." Lu Yun sneered, giving the clumsy dragon a sharp look of contempt. "I don't care about you." The clumsy dragon yawned lazily, stretching out. "You've been up all night, pacing around like a fool—what's the point?" "The river water's flowing wide and full, but first tell me where this strange creature comes from. Then I'll figure out how to get rid of it completely. This Li Qie, honestly, is just full of himself—how does he even have the time to feed that thing with blood?" Lu Yun interrupted the awkward dragon's words and asked further questions. Now he was especially curious about the origin of that strange insect. The villagers all said Li Qie had some precious treasures at home, yet no one could have imagined that his so-called treasures were actually these eerie, unsettling insects. If Ma Cuihua knew that Li Qie had such a peculiar fondness for them, would she still keep pursuing him? "The more you know, the less it benefits you. Just remember to stay away from such things from now on. Of course, if you feel you've lived enough, by all means, go and meet your end. That's all I have to say. Disturbing my peaceful night sleep all night long—go to bed, go to bed," the awkward dragon said seriously, then fell silent, unresponsive even when Lu Yun called out repeatedly. At that moment, the lamp in Hao Donglian's room flickered on, as if sensing the commotion outside. HAO DONGLIAN's voice came through clearly: "Xiao Yun, it's past midnight—why aren't you sleeping in the room? What are you doing out here? Be careful not to catch a cold from the rain outside." "Uncle, the room feels stuffy. I just came out for a bit of fresh air. I'll be right back. You go rest now," Lu Yun replied, setting down the ladle she was holding, then walked steadily toward the room with a serious expression. It seems necessary to visit Li Qiao's house again to find out exactly which strange deity he worships. However, when he escaped from the room last night, the commotion was too loud and had already disturbed Li Qiao. Therefore, it will clearly be impossible to go back tonight. Back at the house, Lu Yun climbed onto the bed, closed his eyes, yet could not fall asleep. The scene he witnessed in Li Qiao's eastern room last night had struck him so profoundly that he was now constantly seeing images of the insects in his mind. He found it strange—Li Qiao, who had always been quiet and unassuming, had apparently established some unusual practices at home. Could it be that the insects were somehow profitable? Clearly not. If they were, Li Qiao would not have spent so much time tending his two acres of land, walking to and from the fields with his limp. Ah—perhaps he could sneak in and get a clear picture of what was going on while Li Qiao was working in the fields. With this thought, Lu Yun grew even more excited, but soon he calmed down again. What if the strange insects that even the humble dragon feared scared him to death when he went boldly? Dazed by this question, he didn't realize when he drifted off to sleep. When he awoke, Sister Hao Donglian had already prepared breakfast. She stood in the room, smiling at Lu Yun: "Lazy one, get up and eat something—your school classes start soon." Lu Yun rubbed his eyes and replied, "Uncle, I'll just stay a little longer—I'm not going to eat breakfast." Having been both excited and frightened all night long, his head felt foggy and uncomfortable. "Insects...?" Dazed, Lu Yun seemed to see the insects crawling on the bed and flying all around the room—exactly the strange ones he had seen last night. "Insects?" He Donglian, who had just been urging Lu Yun to get up, suddenly paused upon hearing what Lu Yun said, her expression startled. She reached up and gently felt his forehead, puzzled, "Xiao Yun, are you unwell? How come you're speaking nonsense so early in the morning?" "Oh!" Lu Yun suddenly snapped back to awareness, rubbing his eyes vigorously. There were no flying insects in the room—only one fly, really. Clearly, the events last night had deeply affected him. He smiled warmly at his aunt, "I must have been restless all night, heh." "Stubborn boy, always sleeping poorly alone last night!" He Donglian chided, taking Lu Yun's clothes and wrapping them around him casually. "Uncle, you know I've always had trouble sleeping. You never come to stay with me, especially not last night. It was thunderous—terrifying! I couldn't fall asleep at all halfway through the night." Lu Yun said, looking rather frustrated. "I'm already accompanying Xiao Man, can I leave her alone in the room?" "Then go compensate me now," she said, as Lu Yun, seizing the moment when Hao Donglian wasn't paying attention, launched into a sudden leap, landing both of them on the cot. Hao Donglian struggled a bit before allowing Lu Yun's hands to roam over her body, gently suppressing the waves of tingling currents that surged through her. "Xiao Yun," she whispered, "I'm afraid we won't make it for the actual thing. I'll just give you a little massage—time's running out." Lu Yun nodded. It was good enough to get a few touches. While he had many female classmates during his time at school, the feeling he shared with his third aunt remained something he couldn't quite put into words. They lingered on the cot for a while before getting up and stepping out of the room. Lin Xiaoman had been waiting early. When she saw Lu Yun, her heart suddenly leaped, and naturally she recalled the scene that had unfolded in the courtyard yesterday afternoon. Since then, a little secret had taken root in her heart—a secret known only to her, one she had been shy to share with anyone.