Vol 2 Chapter 34 (1/2)
Chapter 34
Chapter 34: Zhu the Cool
Translator: Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Wu Zhu was a strange and mysterious person In Fan Xian’s eyes, Uncle Wu Zhu’s life had been very lonely For thirty-so years, he never had a companion or anyone to talk to To this day, soht Wu Zhu was not only blind, but deaf too
Forever wearing that black strip of cloth over his eyes, Wu Zhu htly scar behind the blindfold
Fei Jie called hin that Uncle Wu Zhu had once took part in the capital’s official circles However, he did not act like a governe who did not partake in earthly matters
Thinking about this, Fan Xian looked at Wu Zhu, who by this point had returned to a state of silence and continued to ”gaze” at the sunset He basked in the red rays, his blindfold reflecting a fiery color
Suddenly, Fan Xian had a scary thought After pondering for a while, he asked: ”Uncle, you keep blanking out at the scenery; did you come down from the heavens?”
At this point, Fan Xian had already fully accepted things like neigong, and even started to believe in the existence of a heavenly figure Even so, if his friend for over ten years were to suddenly turn into soe who descended from the clouds, Fan Xian would not be able to accept this—especially if he were to include to another world Fan Xian would only end up being scared senseless and fall down
Wu Zhu shook his head: ”I a the past, when the Lady and I ventured out”
”You sure you and es?”
”Are there any supernatural beings in the world?”
”Isn’t there a temple?”
”Who said supernatural beings lived in temples?”
”Uncle, are you re some events?”
”No, I s”
Wu Zhu stood up and gave an al farewell to an unknown place He then said lightly: ”Let’s go back I can tell you sos now”
Fan Xian sotten the promise that, once he turned sixteen, he would be told certain things about his mother
Walking to the edge of the cliff, Fan Xian took in a breath of air Zhenqi slowly began circulating inside his body His entire form held on to the cliff The zhenqi traveled to his pal out as fil to his body through the edges of his hands His hands had miraculously provided the zhenqi with surfaces of contact—because zhenqi is shapeless, it could fore of Fan Xian’s palms
His hands sticking to the slick rocks, Fan Xian secured hi his zhenqi, he could unstick and reposition his hands Using this an to climb down from the cliff with relative ease
He looked like Spider-Man