Chapter 307 : A Rose Wedding 33 (1/2)

Two figures could be seen slowly making their way into the depths of a misty mountainous forest.

The surroundings were very quiet—one couldn’t even hear the sound of insects. It was as if they had entered a vacuum.

“You sure know how to pick a place!” Shi Sheng leaned heavily against a tree and panted. “How much further?”

“There are countless vampires hoping to kill me while I slumber.” Xi Yin walked over and squatted down in front of Shi Sheng. “I’ll carry you.”

She didn’t stand on ceremony and draped herself on Xi Yin’s back.

Xi Yin’s steps were steady but not slow. He eventually came to a stop atop a cliff and set Shi Sheng down.

She didn’t have the chance to ask him anything, before he hugged her and leapt off.

As the wind buffeted her face, the cold seemed to seep into her bones.

Shi Sheng, “…” ‘What’s with jumping off a cliff so suddenly?! At least mentally prepare me first, dammit!’

Fortunately, the fall wasn’t too far. They soon reached the bottom.

The lighting down here was rather dim, so Xi Yin continued carrying Shi Sheng and walked forward. They entered a cave. Inside the cave was a translucent glass sarcophagus and not much else.

Xi Yin opened up the sarcophagus and rummaged around the bottom for a bit before taking out a rectangular box.

The box was carved with all sorts of auspicious symbols[1]. Although it wasn’t locked, Shi Sheng didn’t move to open it.

Xi Yin smiled and bit his finger, dripping a drop of his blood on the box. With a few clicks, it unlocked.

“These anti-theft measures are simply…” Shi Sheng opened the box. A painting scroll was in there.

She took the painting out and unfurled it.

Similar to the half she possessed, this half was also covered with roses seemingly dyed in fresh blood. But unlike hers, one couldn’t see a child in it—only a sarcophagus wrapped around by countless vines with blooming roses. One could only vaguely make out its lustre beneath all the flowers.

Shi Sheng cast the sarcophagus behind Xi Yin an odd look.

“That’s it.” Xi Yin placed Shi Sheng’s hand on the sarcophagus, allowing her to feel a vast spirit energy gathering beneath the surface.

Even in cultivation worlds, such rich spirit energy could only be felt at special or auspicious places. But this sarcophagus…

Shi Sheng’s expression changed as she put it in her space. “Let’s head back.”

Even when the giant glass sarcophagus vanished before him, his eyes merely flashed, but he didn’t ask.

When Shi Sheng mentioned heading back, she didn’t mean back to vampire territory, but to her villa in the human world.

She made a beeline for her bedroom.

The painting was still hanging on her wall. Shi Sheng took it down and placed it next to Xi Yin’s half.

The two halves perfectly bisected a particularly large rose that was richer in colour than the others.

If looked at separately, one wouldn’t find anything off—they’d merely think the artist had deliberately painted it this way. But when placed together, the rose was clearly special.

But the link between the three objects wasn’t immediately apparent.

What did the boy refer to? Xi Yin?

And that rose?

The easiest to make out was the glass sarcophagus.

Xi Yin silently looked at Shi Sheng. Seeing her brows tightly locked, he reached out to smooth them out. “There’s no need to think so hard if you can’t find an answer.”

“I don’t like hidden threats. Especially not when they concern you.” Shi Sheng didn’t lift her gaze off the two halves of the painting as she spoke.

“Nai-Nai, you have to protect this painting, okay? You mustn’t let anyone else take it; it’s your life, understand?”

She didn’t know why, but she suddenly recalled these words.

‘If Mi Nai’s parents warned her, then would Xi Yin’s parents have told him?’

“Did your parents tell you anything?”

Xi Yin furrowed his brow. It had been too long, he almost couldn’t remember it. But seeing that Shi Sheng’s expression was so serious, he still did his best to recall it.

When his mother handed him the painting, other than telling him another half existed, there was only…

“She told me to protect this bracelet.” Xi Yin’s fingers brushed past the pendant on Shi Sheng’s wrist.

‘Her attitude was more serious than when she gave me the painting, too.’