Chapter 98 - Hatred (Part One) (2/2)
Wei WuXian’s heart clenched among the terrors of all sorts, Jin Ling, you unfortunate thing! Quick, get out of here!!!
But Jin Ling had to stop right outside the Guanyin Temple. Fairy barked again and again, as though it was spinning around, digging at the dirt and the wall. Jin Ling mused, “This is it?” After some silence, he knocked, “Is anyone here?”
Amid the courtyard, all of the cultivators held their breaths. Resting on the bows, the arrows pointed towards the direction of the doors, waiting for orders. Lan XiChen lowered his voice, “Do not hurt him!”
His voice couldn’t go through the barrier around the Guanyin Temple. The other people didn’t relax or put down their bows either. It seemed like Jin Ling noticed that something was wrong as well. Even if there was no-one on nightwatch, he’d been slamming the door so hard that he should be able to wake up anyone who was asleep. No matter what, it shouldn’t be as quiet as this. And so, still outside the door, he stopped saying anything. Before Wei WuXian even had the chance to feel relieved, dog barks suddenly came from outside the walls again.
Jin Ling fumed, “Hey, why are you running back?!”
Wei WuXian beamed, “Good Fairy!!!”
Jin Ling, “Fairy! Come back! Fuck!”
Wei WuXian, Kid, please disappear with it as soon as you can!!! I’m begging you!!!
However, just a moment later, Wei WuXian heard the almost unnoticeable sound of dust and crumbs falling onto the ground. He didn’t know what the noise was at first, but a split-second later, he suddenly broke into a cold sweat, Oh no, the brat’s climbing the wall!
On the other hand, Jin Ling saw an entire courtyard of arrows aimed at him as soon as he arrived. His pupils shrank. One of the monks had probably never seen Jin Ling before, or perhaps he had the determination to kill off any intruders. He let go, and an arrow shot towards the direction of Jin Ling!
As soon as he heard the sharp whistle, Wei WuXian knew that the archer was a skilled one. If Jin Ling were to be shot, his chest would be pierced through for sure. There was only one thing he could use to block it right now. Under the emergency, Wei WuXian leaped up the wall and casted something out, at the same time shouting, “Run, Jin Ling!”
What he flung out was the bamboo flute he’d been carrying with him ever since he was reborn. It blocked the brutal attack, and the arrow’s aim was off. The flute burst into pieces as well. Jin Ling’s figure disappeared at the end of the wall. He should’ve run away already. But because of this, Wei WuXian’s hiding spot was revealed. Hundreds of arrows flew at the speed of a rainstorm, shooting the sculpture Wei WuXian hid himself behind into a porcupine. Wei WuXian commented on the close call in silence.
None of these people were bad at archery. Their cultivation must be high as well. It was still unknown if Jin Ling would be able to run away successfully. He hopped down the wall. As he formed a circle with his fingers, about to whistle, a smiling voice suddenly sounded behind his back, “I think it’s best if Young Master Wei stops right there. It’s nothing if your flute’s broken, but if your tongue or your fingers went missing, it’d be such a shame.”
Wei WuXian immediately put his hand away, agreeing, “You make so much sense.”
The person, “May I request your company?”
Wei WuXian nodded, “You’re too polite, Sect Leader Jin.”
Jin GuangYao smiled, “It’s my pleasure.”
As if nothing was wrong, they walked a big circle all the way up to the main entrance of the Guanyin Temple. Wei WuXian was speechless.
The doors of the Guanyin Temple were wide open already. As expected, Jin Ling wasn’t able to run away. With a few monks pointing their swords at him, Jin Ling looked at them, and was still the first to say something, although after some hesitation, “Uncle.”
Jin GuangYao, “Hello, A-Ling.”