Chapter 89 - The Cross Dressing Mr. Cult Leader (6) (2/2)
“This golden silkworm gu tracker gu is still on me. In the past ten years, I have sensed the man use the golden silkworm gu several times. How can the sacred gu of the five immortals cult be used by the Han people?” Nadolo put tracker Gu in the palm of Lu Heng, “I intended to use this tracker Gu to recall the golden silkworm Gu to Miao, but I had no idea how that man had suddenly learnt the technique of controlling Gu. Instead, it backfired on me.”
“Heng-dear, you are more talented than Mom with your techniques. I hope you can go to the Central Plains to find a way to retrieve the golden silkworm gu after you have become the leader of the cult and mastered your techniques. ”
“The man’s life?” Although that person was Lu Heng’s own father, but his Mom was dying because of him, Lu Heng didn’t have a fraction of goodwill towards his father.
“When I learned that he had lied to me, all my feelings for him evaporated. Heng dear, your own safety is the most important thing. I suffered a loss simply because my distance from ths golden silkworm gu was too vast. As long as you can find that person, have tracker Gu on you, and if you are able to master the most orthodox Gu technique, The golden silkworm Gu will surely prioritize listening to your control.” Nadolo took a breath. “As for the man’s life, do what you want. Don’t shackle yourself with Mom’s wishes or the so-called ties of blood.”
A heavy rain interrupted Lu Heng’s memory.
The month of May indicated rainy season in the Miao territory . A while ago, it was a normal sunny day. In a flash, it became gloomy. The big raindrops mercilessly pattered against the leaves outside the cave . The noise of rain filled the whole cave. Lu Heng was a little upset and played the Guqin on the table at will.
The melodious sound of guqin drowned the rustling sound of rain. Lu Heng, who was no music expert, also realized that this was a good quality guqin. He wondered how how wonderful a music would the instrument create under Duan Feiqing’s skilled fingertips.
Lu Heng suddenly longed to see the man. New Year’s festival was right around the corner. It’s better to wait for the man to return to Crescent Moon Spring. Then together they will depart to the Central Plains. A person who is familiar with the Central Plains will make it more convenient to find the son of that aristocratic family. It’s more reliable than randomly searching around.
However, there are always many variables in the world.
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After the rain stopped, Lu Heng went back to Miao village and saw a group of people standing in front of the village. Seeing Lu Heng coming, the Miao men saluted one after another.
“Cult Leader.”
“What are you doing here?” Lu Heng frowned.
A strong muscular man clad in a cardigan came up to him: “Cult leader, our Niu from Nadulao’s family from who knows where picked up a Han woman, and had to take her home to recuperate. The rules in the village state that Han people aren’t allowed to enter. ”
Lu Heng looked towards the direction indicated by the Miao man, and was stunned at the spot. It wasn’t because of how beautiful the woman was, but because of the voice in his mind.
{A key figure has appeared, the mission scenario has started, and your system, little assistant is online.}
A large number of memories rushed into Lu Heng’s brain in a flash, like an opened flood gate. Looking back on the past 20 years, Lu Heng had an impulse to cover his face. Who is this proud and charming lady?
{Hello, little assistant, I don’t remember that the original owner was such a character. Am I not an OOC? }
{This is a special commission. Since you were put into the growing environment of the original owner with your memory sealed, so the requirements to fit the character are not as strict as ordinary commissions. This experience has apparently brought out a hidden side of you.} The little assistant who had been watching the entire process seemed to have enjoyed it very much.
{You’d better not let me find a screenshot or video in the forums.}
{……} Little assistant pretended to be dead.
This must be the fault of these women’s clothes. Lu Heng doesn’t want to admit that he has such a proud and charming hidden side in his heart. But now that it has become such a setup, he can only continue like this.
Lu Heng started sorting out what happened in the past 20 years. Thinking of the feeling of getting along with Duan Feiqing, Lu Heng wondered if he was Shi Kong, but in this wuxia* world, it was impossible to determine through spiritual power. In short, it’s better to wait until he meets Duan feiqing.
T/N: He uses that exact word
“Master?” The person Niu, who had picked up the Han woman, cried out timidly. At the moment when he saw the Cult leader, his head, which was fascinated by the beauty of the Han woman, finally calmed down. Seeing the master’s inexplicably gazing towards the Han woman for a long time, he wondered whether he was going to be thrown into the snake cave to roll around.
Lu Heng pointed to a stilted building outside the village, where the Han merchants from outside stays: “put her there, and when I’m sure that the Han person has no other intention, we can bring her to recuperate.”
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