Chapter 262. Candy (1/2)
Only a few short moments had passed between the little cultivator’s arrival and his departure. Adding on the fact that the technique he used wasn’t visible to mortals, and therefore did not attract the attention of mortals, most people just felt a cold wind blow by.
However, there were a lot less people on the streets. The reason for this was Xu Tao, who had coughed up blood and fainted.
Xu Tao’s old home had already moved from this street eight years ago, so no one recognized him anymore.
Wang Lin let out a sigh. With his hands behind his back, he walked into a grocery store. As he entered, the shopkeep quickly came to greet him.
Wang Lin pointed at Xu Tao, who was passed out in the street, and said, “Shopkeeper, please get two workers to carry him to my shop.”
The grocery store’s shopkeeper hesitated for a bit. He inconspicuously looked around and then, when he realized that no one was looking, he said to Wang Lin, “Shopkeeper Wang, we don’t even know if this person is dead or alive. Let’s report this to the officials. You might get into a lot of trouble otherwise.”
Wang Lin smiled. He patted the shopkeeper’s shoulder and said, “Don’t worry. Find someone to carry him for me.”
With that, he turned around and slowly walked away with his hands behind his back.
The shopkeeper looked at Wang Lin’s back. He sighed and said, “A good person. Shopkeeper Wang is really a good person.” After he finished muttering to himself, he shouted, “Little two and little three, come out and carry that person to shopkeeper Wang’s store.”
Just as Wang Lin arrived back at his shop, two young workers carried Xu Tao over and, following Wang Lin’s instructions, placed on him the floor of the shop.
Wang Lin casually handed them a few silver coins and sent the two young workers on their way. Then, he sat down beside the stove and began to silently ponder.
If he doesn’t help him, Xu Tao won’t be able to live. Wang Lin let out a sigh. Considering how respectful Xu Tao had been for the past ten years, Wang Lin took out the most inferior pill from his bag of holding and pushed it into Xu Tao’s mouth.
Then he picked up the jug of wine and drank while waiting for Xu Tao to wake up.
As for the little cultivator, he ran away in panic. He didn’t care about alarming mortals, so he took out his flying sword and flew east.
In the eastern suburb of the city, there was a temple. This temple was very quiet and in front of it was a pond with lotuses and blooming pink flowers. The crisp green lotus leaves floated in the pond and the fish gently touched them, creating ripples that looked very calming
A path made of cobblestone came down from the temple. On its sides were some willow trees. When the wind blew, the willow trees rustled. All of this created a very beautiful scenery.
At this moment, although there was a breeze, the sound of the rustling leaves was suppressed by the sound of flying. The little cultivator suddenly landed before the temple door and coughed out blood. His face was pale as he opened up the temple door and ran inside.
The few cultivators sitting cross legged inside the temple opened their eyes. One of them saw how bad the little cultivator’s condition was. He walked up and asked, “Junior apprentice brother, how could a mere mortal cause you such heavy injuries?”
The little cultivator pushed the person aside and said, “I need to see master! Master!”
“What is the panic?!” From inside the temple came a middle aged man. This person’s face was wide and his eyes were small. His large ears were very noticeable, but upon closer inspection, he looked very dignified.
When this person appeared, all of the cultivators that were cultivating stood up and respectfully stood on the sides.
After the little cultivator saw the middle aged, man he knelt on the ground and said, “Master, someone destroyed my guardian spirit and damaged my soul. Master, please get revenge for me!”
The large-eared cultivator looked at the little cultivator. Then, he waved his sleeves and reached out with his hand. Suddenly, rolls of black gas gathered in the air, forming a giant skull.
Next, the large-eared cultivator pointed at the skull, then grabbed it and, without a word, pushed it into the little cultivator’s forehead. The little cultivator’s expression became painful as black gas covered his face. He then coughed out a mouthful of black blood and the black gas on his face slowly disappeared. His face was now red and the damage he had suffered from his guardian spirit being destroyed had been healed.
The large-eared cultivator waved his right hand and slowly said, “Tell me what happened.”
The little cultivator took a deep breath and quickly recounted what had happened, adding a bunch of extra details. The little cultivator sounded very smart as he spoke and the large-eared cultivator just silently listened. The other disciples didn’t say anything, but they all had weird looks in their eyes.
Before long, the little cultivator finished speaking. His eyes were filled with hatred. “Master, I have already told him your name, but this guy was too arrogant. Master, no matter what, we have to teach him a lesson,” he added.