Chapter 224 - The End of The Incident (Part Two) (1/2)

Poisons and their antidotes usually accompany each other.

The ancients said that there must be an antidote wherever a poisonous snake lives. Though this is certainly an exaggeration, it is true to an extent. Nevertheless, the antidote Lin Luoran makes this time origins from the blood of the poisonous snake.

The red snake is highly toxic. Unlike the other poisonous snakes which only have a poison gland, this one is poisonous in its saliva, blood, and skin. Lin Luoran has a thought that why the snake itself is unharmed by the poison.

Clearly, the snake has an antidote in its body. After Lin burns the snake and purifies it, she gets some golden dust.

The golden dust, which can’t even be destroyed by the Strange Fire, hides in the snake’s blood. Lin Luoran runs a test of it on the snake poison she preserves and finds it effective.

Under the principle of wasting nothing, she takes half of the golden dust and adds some spring water from her s.p.a.ce. The antidote is a success, and the snake incident is over.

For Lin Luoran, this is only one of the three good things that have happened after she gets home.

The second thing is Goldie. It is in a big golden coc.o.o.n on the bamboo cabin, peacefully.

Under certain circ.u.mstances, the power inside Goldie was unleashed. After it swallowed the gall of the red snake, it rolled over the ground because of the pain. At first, Lin Luoran was scared. She wanted to comfort Goldie but was pushed away. Goldie lost many sharp feathers, and those feathers then stuck to its body and formed a big golden coc.o.o.n.

Lin Luoran senses the peacefulness of Goldie inside of the coc.o.o.n.

Maybe Goldie is molting?

The third and the best thing for Lin is that Rong Donglin has finished translating the Shui script on the bamboo sheets, and he has delivered the translation to her.

Lin looks through the pages. She can read fast with her sharp eyes. After she finished reading, she closes her eyes and thinks for a while. Then she opens her eyes and asks Rong,

“What is the accuracy of your translation?”

“Around 95%…” Rong Donglin answers honestly. It is not his fault that the translation is not 100% accurate. As a matter of fact, the Shui script has been pa.s.sed down for generations from mouth to mouth. There are certain mistakes during the process.

“95% is good enough!”

Lin Luoran closes the pages and looks happy.

Rong Donglin is embarra.s.sed. He stammered, “Miss Lin, you can’t really trust what is written, right? The treasure in the Dragon Palace of the Shui nationality? There can’t be dragons in the real world— ” Rong suddenly stops talking. He didn’t believe in all of these mysteries before. However, a living cultivator is standing in front of him!

Rong Donglin smiles awkwardly.

There is light in Lin Luoran’s eyes. She murmurs to herself, “I won’t believe it if it is in another place.”

“Where?” Rong asks curiously.

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Lin Luoran smiles mysteriously and answers, “Yunmeng Lake.”

Yunmeng Lake? Rong Donglin majors in ancient scripts and he certainly knows that Yunmeng Lake is now called Dongting Lake. However, is Miss Lin really going to look for the treasure at Dongting Lake? Those stories on the bamboo sheets are just too absurd to be real…

“Pah!” Lin Luoran throws an old thread-bound book on the table. Rong sees the t.i.tle of the book. It’s the Chronicle of the Nine Provinces. Lin Luoran turns to a page and asks Rong to read.

It’s Chapter 53.

“I pa.s.sed by the Dongting Lake and read the writings of Mr. Xiwen on the Yueyang Tower. Mist surrounded the vast lake… A black cloud suddenly came and all the golden fish are gone.”

This paragraph has the style of the mythical stories which used to be popular in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. In Rong Donglin’s opinion, this is meaningless. However, his attention is caught by the note written in red on the page: Is the Dragon Palace under the Dongting Lake?

Rong feels that his mouth is dry. Lin Luoran nods smilingly and says,

“This is the travel notes of a senior cultivator. It’s actually quite true that a golden fish once jumped over a gate and became a dragon. Hence, what is written the bamboo sheets you translated may also be true.”

The travel notes of a cultivator?

Rong Donglin suddenly feels that the old book in his hand is so precious. He is only an ordinary person. He shouldn’t know much about the secrets of cultivators! Carefully, Rong puts the book on the table and makes a “sincere smile”. He says, “Miss Lin, I’ll leave you alone to these materials. I hope you have a nice trip…”

Sitting on the chair, Lin Luoran takes a sip of the tea,

“Rong, you’re wrong. It should be a nice trip for both of us. Oh, I will ask Professor Qi for your leave.”

Rong stands there stiffly and makes a smiley face uglier than a crying one.