Chapter 21.1 Wood Carving (1/2)

Sensing Venerable walking out of the room, Qiu Congxue opened the array at the right time. Hearing the angry Baili Qingmiao, Wen Renhe said: “I will give back to you this person so you can continue to cry.”

Then he said to Qiu Congxue: “Take Baili Qingmiao to meet me at the Golden Coast Cliff and keep an eye on her. Don’t let her sacrifice herself for He Wenchao.”

In the book, He Wenchao and Baili Qingmiao still did not go through the last barrier of the relationship. It should be because he still has some feelings for the female lead and did not want to absorb her spiritual root. But they could not treat it lightly. The plot has changed and they must watch over Baili Qingmiao so she won’t get cheated.

When Wen Renhe thought about it, he came up with an idea to kidnap Zhong Liqian. Even if the female lead didn’t necessarily like Zhong Liqian, he could still play his role as a block.

In the book, as long as the supporting male lead appears, the male lead would go offline for a long time. Or after fighting with male lead, the female lead would be sobered up by the supporting male lead’s words until the male lead coaxed her back again.

Now the plot belonging to Wen Renhe and Yin Hanjiang was basically impossible to realize, so after thinking about it Wen Renhe decided to entrust Zhong Liqian with the plot of supporting male lead no.2 and no.4 and let him stall the female lead.

After making up his mind, Wen Renhe went to Deacon hall and wrote down that Liu Xinye lost a hairpin while patrolling the town and went down the mountain to look for it and will come back soon.

He went down the mountain and left Liu Xinye’s body and Liu Xinye woke up in the town with a hairpin in her hand and for a moment did not understand why she was in the town. She thought for a long time but could not remember what had happened during this time, so she shook her head and went back to the mountain. She was still thinking about her elder martial brother!

When Wen Renhe saw Liu Xinye leave, he transformed into a human form in a deserted place and went to look for Yin Hanjiang.

He and Yin Hanjiang separated in a deserted alley. Wen Renhe used his divine sense to look for Yin Hanjiang and found him holding his sword, leaning against the wall, maintaining the same posture as when they parted, quietly waiting for him.

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If Wen Renhe never returns, Yin Hanjing seems to be able to wait until the end of time.

The Yin Hanjiang in the book, would always wait for his lord to return.

Wen Renhe frowned and appeared in front of Yin Hanjiang, saying unhappily: “When this lord is not here, Protector Yin can have his own preferences.”

For example, Protector Shu was especially good at finding fun for herself. She was always ready to put on a big show. If Wen Renhe let Shu Yanyan wait for him here, it would be enough time for Shu Yanyan to hook up with at least three men.

“Venerable!” Seeing Wen Renhe return, Yin Hanjiang’s eyes brightened, his whole person came to life and he no longer seemed as dead as before.

Seeing his joyful appearance, Wen Renhe’s displeasure slightly diminished as he couldn’t help but ask “When this Venerable was in seclusion during the Ping Dynasty, were you also standing on guard like this?”

“I wasmore vigilant when Venerable is in seclusion.” Yin Hanjiang said.

That is to say, he acted even more like a puppet than he was now. He obviously behaved more like a human when they were in the border town.

Wen Renhe did not say anything and let Yin Hanjing turn into his imperial sword as the two of them rushed towards the Golden Coast Cliff. The two of them were in a hurry to get there before the others.

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When the two arrived at the Golden Coast Cliff, Baili Qingmiao and Qiu Congxue hadn’t arrived yet.

The two of them were not yet there so Wen Renhe looked at the silent Yin Hanjiang and asked him to practice his sword against the sea to polish his sword intent. As Yin Hanjiang obediently practiced his sword, he chose a century-old tree on the cliff and cut off its thickest branch. Taking out a small engraving knife he carved it according to his memory.

When he was young he would practice carving in his spare time, mainly to stabilize his hand so his hands would not shake easily during archery on the battlefield in the future. After the destruction of family he would carve his family members with a carving knife when his grief was too big. In more than ten years, he carved countless wood carvings and finally used them as burial objects. When he was bored during his human experience he would also carve something else, like horses, knives and give them to the children living in the border town as toys.

After that, he hasn’t picked up the carving knife for decades.