Chapter 255 - The Ambush (1/2)

The grown-ups are busy building the herbal medicine base. Being a former “guardian of the mountain” himself, Lin Luoran’s father shows particular interest in the base under construction and checks it out every now and then.

The little one in the family is therefore left out. Lin Luodong feels like finally melting down an ice mountain named Huang Weijian. He finds him actively raise the idea of hitchhiking after school—on the backseat of Lin Luodong’s bike.

Although he is jeered at by fatty Ma Ming, Huang Weijian is very faithful toward his duty. He said a lot of tourists travel around the custom street, thus a lot of trash is dropped there. He will definitely find something there. In fact, what he said makes sense because he actually brings back something valuable every day. Lin Luoran believes him without any doubt.

For a month he has come to the street. Even the nearby shop owners know about this garbage-picking boy in the uniform of a famous school. The monster in Huang’s head has not yet shown up, which makes him wonder before going to bed if he should continue tomorrow.

Could his sense be wrong?

It’s not possible. Grandfather said the bald pen is the most sensitive to monstrous Reiki. Can it be wrong? Is it because his cultivation is so low that it clouds the judgment of the pen?

Tossing between this certainty and self-doubt, he has become sleepless. As psychologically mature as he is, he is still a thirteen-year-old boy who has no clear perception of his ability nor the old bald pen.

With the lack of confidence, he did not tell the Lins that monsters could be in the school. He just does what he can to protect Lin Luodong along his way home every day.

He will go to back to school tomorrow to search for any sign of monsters. If there isn’t any, the bald pen must be too old to detect precisely.

Making up his mind, he finally falls asleep before midnight.

He gets up very early the next day, searching every corner of cla.s.srooms, the playground and dormitory at once with few students in the school.

Still no clue.

Lin Luodong comes to the cla.s.sroom, seeing Huang Weijian sitting there, frustrated.

Frustrated? Lin Luodong wonder if he got it wrong. The ice mountain finally shows some expressions!

“Huang Weijian, you are here so early today! No one has come to cla.s.s yet.” He himself is half an hour early before cla.s.s. Why would he come to the cla.s.sroom so early with only a few students here?

Just a random sentence of Lin Luodong enlightens Huang Weijian—cla.s.smates? How could he forget? What if the monster is hiding among the students? Maybe in other cla.s.ses or grades? Or even among the faculty? Making such a breakthrough makes Huang Weijian relaxed.

He is prepared to look for it during breaks when the school is full of students.

Knowing Huang Weijian’s temper very well, Lin Luodong doesn’t expect him to respond and starts to answer his question all by himself as usual, “Is it because you didn’t finish your homework…”

The boy raises the corner of his eye hidden by his fringe, comforting himself that he is too generous to care about Lin Luodong’s silliness.

Half an hour roll over quickly. A brand new day of study starts with the ringing bell. Lin Luodong starts focusing on the difficult knowledge and forgets all about the abnormality of Huang Weijian.

…

It’s just that he seems a little bit off today. Why is he going out during every break?

Lin Luodong feels he should ask his friend about it after he comes back if he’s had diarrhea or something. He can’t see him go to the bathroom again and again.

But the headteacher waves at him before he could find the opportunity to check out on Huang Weijian.

“Lin Luodong, come with me.”

Lin Luodong was raised to respect teachers. He respects Rong Donglin at home. Hearing he is called by the headteacher, he follows the teacher quickly to the office.

Huang Weijian with “diarrhea” comes back to the cla.s.sroom, only to find Lin Luodong’s desk empty. He has no one to ask because he is not familiar with his cla.s.smates. The fatty Ma Ming just two desks away jeers in low voice secretly, “Lin Luodong was caught by the teacher. He really deserves it!”

“Called by the teacher?” Huang Weijian is relieved. Lin Luodong is almost the student model in the cla.s.s. He is genial to his cla.s.smates and respectful to his teacher with good grades. He thinks that no teacher would make things difficult for him on purpose.

Ma Ming doesn’t get the result he expected, so he makes a face at Huang Weijian’s back and gets caught red-handed by the teacher. The teacher asks him to stand up and answer a question. He grunts for a while and comes up with a completely irrelevant answer. The cla.s.s burst out laughing.

His face ripples as he feels like being insulted by Huang Weijian and Lin Luodong who were used to his mistreat before. He texts his sidekicks secretly after sitting down.

“You guys skip the cla.s.s and come to ambush at the gate this afternoon!”

After some time, he gets the response. “Ambush whom? How many people should we bring along?”

Ma Ming becomes furious. Bring along? It’s not like they are against some gangs. Then again, they are going after two people. He texts back, “Call on some people. We’ll wait and see!”

Receiving their message, Ma Ming puts his phone away contently and fakes a smile to the back of Huang Weijian. He bends on the desk—he has an appointment with Mr. Sandman. Better not be late.

When Lin Luodong gets back, the cla.s.s is already near the end.

As soon as he sits down, Huang Weijian frowns at the sight of him. The bald pen, silent for a month, starts to shake excitedly as if it met a relative.

Monstrous Reiki! He has monstrous Reiki all over him!

“Who did you meet just then?” He lowers his voice.