Chapter 436 - Findings (2/2)

Bluestone bricks, red-lacquered gates and green bamboos grown in the backyard—all are the same as what was in the former house of the Lin’s.

Lin Luoran is almost moved to tears. In fact, the former house of the Lin’s was destroyed during the war. Seen in this light, the fake saintess’ staying in the prison was not without blessings.

As the palace turns into an old-fas.h.i.+oned house of Ming and Qing dynasties, the paintings of the man in a robe are gone. What remains is the golden pattern, which is held tightly by Lin Luoran and therefore has not disappeared.

She ponders for a while and then unfolds the painting of the golden pattern on the table.

Following her heart, she conjures up a writing brush and some ink so that she can practice drawing the golden pattern.

As she picks up the writing brush, Lin Luoran realizes she has forgotten the art of calligraphy that she learned as a child. It takes her great efforts to write a few words. However, if she can’t use the brush and ink properly, how can she manage to paint the golden pattern?

Heaving a sigh, Lin Luoran unfolds a piece of paper and starts to practice handwriting. After all, how can one learn to run before he/she is able to walk?

She is unaware of the pa.s.sage of time in the tablet. However, in the real world, three creatures in s.p.a.ce are all concerned about her.

“She has been in that tablet for three days, hasn’t she?”

The swing remains the same, but the apple tree has changed. The fire phoenix is pus.h.i.+ng the silver fish on the swing. King Fire Phoenix looks gloomy.

The wood wolf asks guiltily, “What’s the good of the tablet?”

The fire phoenix gives it a glance. “It’s used to suppress souls. I worry that Linny will be imprisoned and can’t escape. We will all be finished then.”

The wood wolf thinks for a while. “Suppressing souls? In fact, I have heard of such a tablet, but wasn’t it taken away by the Joy School? It’s said to have become Queen Wu’s wordless tomb stele. How did it end up here?”

Speaking of Queen Wu’s wordless tomb stele, the fire phoenix, which is out of touch, can’t join in the discussion. While White Fairy, who hasn’t spoken a word by far, is a little surprised. “Have you heard of Wu Mei’er of the Joy School?”

The wood wolf is taken aback by her look and nods involuntarily.

White Fairy steps forward and says, “I died in the third year during the reign of Queen Wu of Zhou, after Wu Mei’er went to the human world to be the queen. Now that you know what happened after her death… Tell me, how come the Gathering Vitality cultivators disappeared thousands of years ago?”

White Fairy had been trapped in the abyss for thousands of years. When she managed to escape, she found things had undergone great changes. Is the one she cares about dead or still living but has left the earth? That’s an unsolved puzzle for White Fairy. No wonder she’s excited when she learns that the wood wolf happens to have lived in that critical period.

Even the fire phoenix stares at the wood wolf in surprise. “Well, you little wolf is so dishonest. Linny has been investigating the legal case dating back to thousands of years ago. Why don’t you tell her what you know about?”

Wood wolf is intimidated by the gaze of the three. It retorts, “None of you has asked me… ”

In fact, this matter is related to the great shame buried in its heart. If it didn’t blurt it out just now, it would have never talked about it. However, it appears to have been defeated by the three’s gaze and hesitates whether to speak the truth.

Before it opens its mouth, the fire phoenix suddenly cries out.

“Someone is moving Linny’s body!”

Everyone’s attention is s.h.i.+fted to Lin Luoran, so the wood wolf is spared. It breathes a sigh of relief before it hears the fire phoenix yelling in a strange voice. “Stop! Stay there and let me see what you monster look like.”

On the one hand, the wood wolf bursts into laughter, and White Fairy also feels that the fire phoenix is out of tune. On the other hand, the fire phoenix breathes fire into a fire mirror which shows the situation outside the sacred pearl.

Someone is shedding tears over the body of Lin Luoran, whose eyes are closed.

The fire phoenix screams. The fire mirror cannot be maintained and shatters.

The reflex arc of the silver fish is extremely long, for it makes no response until the mirror is broken. It exclaims and rubs its eyes in disbelief.

“Brother fire phoenix… Look carefully.”

The silver fish is trembling, which is rarely seen. The White Fairy and wood wolf are both perplexed and a little jealous. The reason is that, compared to the fire phoenix and silver fish, they are newcomers to Lin Luoran’s life!

But who did they see?

…

In the stone tablet, Lin Luoran has acquired good calligraphy by practicing without knowing the time. At this time, she can learn to draw the golden pattern with ease and has made great progress in this job.

Since the one here is the humanized spiritual mind, she never gets tired or stops practicing. One day, she has become skilled at reproducing the golden pattern. The pattern she draws bears a striking resemblance to the original one… Subsequently, a vortex has formed to pull her out of the stone tablet.

Her spiritual mind returns to her body, and her limbs are warming up. What’s firmly held in her right hand should be the stone tablet, she thinks. However, the first thing she notices is a bitter taste in her mouth.

Familiar with the properties of medicine, Lin Luoran knows immediately that it is the juice of sealwort. How did she take a mouthful of sealwort? Who feeds it to her?

Because the spiritual mind has just returned to her body after being away for a long time, Lin Luoran suffers from a headache. She struggles to open her eyes. She finds a pair of clean and translucent eyes gazing at her in tears against the fluorescent background. The eyes light up when she wakes up.

Lin Luoran can’t help but shudder when she sees the green animal with silk-like fur, small furry claws.

There are tens of thousands of foxes in the world. However, there is only one cyan little fox, which is the one she once raised—

Lin Luoran and the fox look at each other. They haven’t seen each other since they parted three hundred years ago. Tears glint in Lin Luoran’s eyes. She murmurs, “cyan little fox… Cyan little fox, I’ve found you at long last.”