Chapter 24 (1/2)
Translated by pucari @ dreamwidth
Edited by elliot
[Chapter 24 - Journey postponed!] Sect leader is really energetic
After bathing, Shen Qian Ling finished a big bowl of brown sugar gruel, drank a bowl of spicy ginger soup with shredded fish, and was then carried back to bed by Qin Shao Yu.
”Not tired.” Shen Qian Ling protested.
”You must sleep even if you aren't tired.” Qin Shao Yu helped him to pull the blankets over.
”Why?” Shen Qian Ling stuck his arm straight out; he was being especially rebellious.
Qin Shao Yu, laughing, grabbed his arm and stuffed it back into the blanket. ”The cold poison hasn't been eradicated, and you got rained on and became wet. Stay properly under the blankets and sweat it out.”
Shen Qian Ling frowned, ”Doesn't the cold poison only flare up in the winter?”
”It will also flare up when you get cold; it will only be more often in the winter.” Qin Shao sat by the bed, ”So don't play around.”
Shen Qian Ling suffered a blow upon hearing this, sighing over and over in his heart.
Why am I this unlucky.
”Sleep.” Qin Shao Yu tidied up his clothes and laid by his side.
”You still haven't said why Feng Jiu Ye wants to capture me.” He couldn’t sleep anyway, so Shen Qian Ling found a topic on his own.
Moreover, he should have the right to know as one involved.
”How would I know.” Qin Shao Yu smirked, ”The one he wants to capture is you and not me; probably....it's love at first sight?”
Shen Qian Ling: ”......”
This big brother, who are you covering up for.
”I'm afraid the upcoming journey won't be peaceful.” Qin Shao Yu stopped his teasing, ”But there's no need to worry much, I will get more people to protect you.”
”The two who came today, are they considered highly skilled in the demonic sect?” Shen Qian Ling asked.
”Of course not.” Qin Shao Yu shook his head, ”Chan Niang relies on crooked methods, so she barely has some means; as for Bai Lian Hua, he's only a pretty face.”
”You think he's a pretty face?” Remembering that bold outer robe, Shen Qian Ling felt like laughing again.
”Jealous?” Qin Shao Yu's tone became higher.
”In your dreams.” Shen Qian Ling kicked him then bundled up in the blanket and rolled into a corner.
There was really no common language between them.
”Sect leader.” A subordinate reported outside, ”The left chief has returned, and has captured a white clothed man.”
Yi yi, Shen Qian Ling perked up his ears, Bai Lian Hua was caught?
”Bring him to the front hall, I will be there immediately.” Qin Shao Yu said.
”It's just that it's not known why, but that white clothed man's tears are falling like rain.” The subordinate's voice was full of bewilderment.
”Pfft.” Shen Qian Ling laughed out loud.
”Rest properly.” Qin Shao Yu pinched his face, ”Want me to help you light some sleeping incense?”
No, Shen Qian Ling shook his head firmly.
I still have an important thing to do.
After finally having waited for Qin Shao Yu to leave, Shen Qian Ling instantly climbed up from the bed, and took out the small pouch given to him by the old uncle.
He already has been curious for a few hours without any chance to check it, it really made one anxious.
Could it be a key that opens a portal between timelines? Shen Qian Ling carefully untied the pouch, so excited that even his hands were trembling, how good would it be if he can go back in the next second and pretend that all this is a very very long dream. After waking up from the dream there would be the television, computers, airplanes, and PSP, he won't be poisoned and wouldn't be the target of weird a.s.sa.s.sinations; it would be totally the best.
Accompanying his antic.i.p.ation, the last layer of the cloth was unraveled; a blue color pearl rolled out.
Shen Qian Ling: ”........”
A minute later, it was still quiet all around, and since there wasn’t a time portal or a black hole- the candles on the table flitting lightly- it couldn't be more normal than the usual.
He totally didn't go back....Shen Qian Ling was somewhat disappointed, reaching out and picking up that pearl.
A bone-chilling cold.
It seemed like it had similarities with the snow colored pearl and Bi Lu Tong from before? A flash went off in Shen Qian Ling's mind, he jumped from the bed barefooted and took out the small wooden box, and placed that blue pearl inside.
Bi Lu Tong rolled around a few times, then stuck together with it with a click.
Could it be that once he collected the whole set then he can summon a divine dragon, and send himself back?
Shen Qian Ling jolted at the thought of this, as expected, he really has read too many comics in his past life.
But no matter what, since the old man could see that he wasn't the average person, then this should be of some use.
Shen Qian Ling forced the two pearls apart, and first wrapped each with layers of cloth, and placed them in two different boxes --- he learnt his lesson, only snakes were attracted the last time, if they were to be placed together this time, he didn’t know what strange creature would be summoned.
Although he didn’t know what was happening, it could be considered that there was some development being barely made...Shen Qian Ling laid down on the bed and consoled himself, feeling a little dejected.
Don't know in which year, which month could he then return.
And in the front hall, a large group of people were waiting for Qin Shao Yu nosily. Fan Yan came down from upstairs with sleepy eyes, and was instantly startled by this scene, ”You people went out?”
”Couldn't be that you just woke up?” Hua Tang side-eyed him, to be able to have an afternoon nap that's six, eight hours long, he was quite strange.
”Who is this, why is he tied up?” Fan Yan looked at Bai Lian Hua in the corner with puzzlement.
A subordinate nearby immediately came forward, and pulled on his lapel to let Fan Yan see his name.
”Pfft.” Fan Tang Zhu laughed unkindly.
”Disgraceful.” Bai Lian Hua berated while tears streaming down his face.
”You say, you are a man, why are you crying like this.” Fan Yan's face was full of revulsion, and casually pulled over Yao Qian who was standing nearby, ”You look at him, although he's as thin as a bean sprout, he has never cried before.”
Yao Qian said coldly: ”So men cannot cry?”
”That's of course.” Fan Yan continued, ”Crying at the drop of hat, that's for women, what kind of appearance is that?”
”Fu-ren often cries.” Yao Qian reminded him.
Fan Yan: ”.......”