Chapter 54 - He likes me, and my heart happened to be moved. (1/2)

Lin Mu turned around with a little tomato in his mouth and looked at Yan Gui with some surprise.

“What…… portraits?” Lin Mu was a little curious, but when he looked at the calm Yan Xuanjing whose eyes were filled with a fierce light, he silently retracted his gaze.

To be honest, he wanted to see it.

But looking at Yan Xuanjing’s expression, he felt that it was better not to say anything.

Yan Xuanjing watched as Yan Gui casually caught the tea cup that he threw over, and felt that this wasn’t appropriate.

Yan Gui held the teacup and looked back at his son. His handsome face was full of triumph, and with his back facing the three sacred trees, he sent his son winks that were full of hints.

Yan Xuanjing received the hints with a calm face.

Yan Gui walked back to his son with a teacup, stared at his son as he deleted all of his dark history, and after repeatedly checking that no evidence remained, he patted his cub’s shoulders with satisfaction, “a wise man submits to his circumstances.”

Yan Xuanjing’s expression was cold as he knocked Yan Gui’s hand off his shoulder and said, “give me the portraits.”

Yan Gui was very generous and threw a large stack of portrait scrolls, and they fell all over the ground.

Seeing that he was still digging out some more, Yan Xuanjing’s expression became increasingly inscrutable.

“When did you get so many of my portraits?” Yan Xuanjing asked in a cold voice.

“What do you mean get, I drew them myself.” Yan Gui clicked his tongue, “your mother likes it, if she didn’t, why would I draw you?”

If it wasn’t because his wife liked it, where would he get the time to paint his silly son?

Wasn’t it enough to draw his wife?

“……”

Oh.

No wonder.

Yan Xuanjing looked at those portrait scrolls, and pulled one to spread it out.

In the picture was a small, fluffy, and young nine-tailed fox, holding three of his tails with his head buried in them. His ears were dropping down, and his remaining tails were draped over him like a blanket as he curled into a perfect ball.

Several petals had floated in from the window, landed on the ball of fluff, quietly, without a sound.

Yan Xuanjing looked at the picture, and could hardly remember that he ever had such a time.

Yan Gui glanced at the picture and clicked his tongue, “you were so cute when you were young. So silly, no matter what was said you believed it, no matter what we shouted you did, and no matter where we pointed you went. With every word a sweet Dad, unlike now, annoying and obstinate.”

Yan Xuanjing expressionlessly collected all the portraits that Yan Gui had taken out, glanced at Yan Gui, took back his gaze as if nothing had happened, and looked towards Lin Mu.

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Lin Mu looked at him with a sense of longing and curiosity, and even Di Wu, who had a glove puppet placed onto him by Qin Chuan was unable to attract his attention.

Yan Xuanjing met Lin Mu’s eyes in silence for a while, then lowered his eyes in defeat, and handed over the previous picture to Lin Mu.

Lin Mu sat cross-legged on the log, with half a tomato still in his mouth. He looked up at Yan Xuanjing, was stunned for a long time because of the portrait handed to him, quickly ate the little tomato and said, “if you don’t want to show it to someone else, it’s fine.”

“It’s okay.”

As soon as Yan Xuanjing’s words fell, Lin Mu took away the portrait in his hand without any hesitation.

Lin Mu carefully unrolled the scroll, and went ‘wah’.

To be honest, no matter what kind of animal, they seemed the loveliest when they were young — especially when their fetal fur hadn’t been shed, and the nine-tailed fox, which already had very fluffy and smooth fur, was even more adorable.

Ay, why wasn’t Milky like this type of little baby fox?

A tiny little one, that could be held up with two hands. Fluffy and round. When he yawned, his mouth would open and you could see the pink tongue and a few white jade-like baby teeth, and when he ran, there would be nine large tails dangling behind him.

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Oh, it’s so cute.

Lin Mu looked at the scroll in his hand, then looked at Yan Xuanjing with some regret.

Yan Xuanjing received his look, and felt some alertness rise in his heart.

“Milky’s so cute when he’s a kid.” Lin Mu praised.

Yan Xuanjing heard his words and his alertness dissipated. He straightened his back and gave a reserved nod.

That was obvious, Yan Xuanjing thought.

Nine-tailed foxes could never look bad.

“Are there others?” Lin Mu asked softly, “I want to see women’s……”

“None.” Yan Xuanjing said, flatly.

“……Oh.”

Lin Mu closed his mouth obediently. There was probably a portrait of him in women’s clothing, but Yan Xuanjing would probably never show it to him.

Lin Mu was well aware of his fact.

He looked down and rolled the picture in his hand carefully, then returned it to Yan Xuanjing.

“What is it, you should know.” Yan Xuanjing recalled the information that he had gotten from Lin Mu.

This family was a new family that had suddenly emerged in the past twenty years. Compared with family, the more traditional sect would be more appropriate.

They had used the Relaxed Emperor’s wood’s characteristic of relieving worries and anxiety to amass quite a large fortune, and helped a number of unsuspecting cultivators treat the spiritual damage caused by practice, which was a very scarce resource in the eyes of cultivators.

Yan Xuanjing wasn’t as patient with these people as he was with the little Ginseng and Lin Mu.

“The Relaxed Emperor’s tree and your family’s safety, choose one.” He simply stated.

The family’s head turned fearful instantly.

The scatter group of families who hadn’t been investigated couldn’t help but avoid everything and slipping to the side.

Yan Xuanjing’s eyes swept over this group of people who had been separated from the crowd.

Everybody he looked at seemed to become drained of their energy, like a mayfly in the face of a raging tsunami, even breathing was becoming painful and laborious for them.

It was hard to even raise the slightest thoughts of rebellion.

With a glove puppet on each hand, Di Wu had a cigarette in his mouth as he listened to Qin Chuan shoot like a machine gun as he kept talking about what he had encountered in the past six months.

Most of the time, he was constantly on the run, and because his luck was very bad, he always ran into all kinds of accidents.

“I almost had to go to every police station everywhere I went, and get found out to be an unregistered person.” Qin Chuan sighed sadly.

With this trip, he had learnt all sorts of messy tricks and useless skills.

Such as faking identification, such as panicking without a red face or quickened heartbeat, such as quickly identifying where the cameras were and other anti-reconnaissance skills.

“Human technology is really scary right now, and even with the stealth technique I learned from you, I can’t hide from their machines.” Qin Chuan held a teddy bear half his height and spoke in a sullen tone.

Di Wu had some thoughts about this, when he had first ran out, he was also shocked by these earth-shaking changes.

But he was different from Qin Chuan. Qin Chuan, this silly little idiot, could only follow around that trace of aura and wander about, but when Di Wu first came out, he directly ended a couple of mountain tops, and integrated into today’s environment as quickly as possible.

Di Wu looked at the two glove puppets on his hand, with a cigarette in his mouth, and raised his head to Qin Chuan who still looked like a youth, and gave a soft snort.

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Still a little brat.

He took the glove puppets off, gave them to Qin Chuan, put out the cigarette and said, “okay, I’ll go and find the other Dragon Veins first.”

After he said it, he turned to Yan Gui and shouted, “you returning to the Great Wilderness or?”

Yan Gui took a few little tomatoes and a box of small pineapples and held it as he ran over. As he ate a little tomato, he said, “I’ll help to the end.”

“Thanks.” Di Wu nodded, glanced tat Qin Chuan who was staring eagerly at him, thought for a bit, searched his pockets, found a candy box from below his cigarette case, and took it out.

Di Wu casually threw the candy box to Qin Chuan, then patted his butt and left with the nine-tailed fox.

Lin Mu glanced at the candy box, found the words ‘Quit Smoking Candy’, and choked.

Real perfunctory, Lin Mu thought.

He watched as Qin Chuan carefully treasured and kept the candy box, sighed, and couldn’t help but feel some sympathy.

Di Xiu sat on his own body and quietly covered up the broken section.

But not long after this sympathy rose up, Lin Mu thought of the wood-like Yan Xuanjing, and felt that he should be the one sympathised with instead.

Yan Xuanjing took out Lin Mu’s phone, “your phone.”

— This fox spirit really didn’t seem like a fox spirit at all.

Slightly cold and slightly sticky.

Other than that face.

Yan Xuanjing didn’t seem damp, but there was still the lingering scent of morning dew on him.

Oh, and the occasional straight ball was an exception.

Lin Mu took the phone and casually asked, “what did you go there for?”

Lin Mu was in a daze, ate the little tomatoes one by one and finished the whole plate, then stood up.