IHSC 50

Chapter 50

Edited and Proofread by KitKat

The erratic woman charged at them. Wang Xiao Mie and Baiyu began a game of cat and mouse with Baiyu hiding behind Wang Xiao Mie, screaming and grabbing at his clothes.

Wang Xiao Mie used the martial arts he had learned from his previous life and the slightly stronger than normal human strength to deflect the attacking woman time and again.

However, the woman was like a tireless machine. Every time she was pushed away, she would always rush back with a strange look on her face. After a few repetitive rounds, Wang Xiao Mie was starting to get worn out. And Baiyu behind him was still screaming away.

Wang Xiao Mie turned back and glared at him, “Stop shouting! And you’re about to rip my clothes off! Come and help!”

“No no no, she’s a lady after all. I can’t lay hands on such a delicate woman!”

Wang Xiao Mie: “… You still want to be a gentleman in this situation?! Open your eyes! Look at her! What delicate woman will scream ‘I’ll kill you’ and then chase you around with a fruit knife?!”

Hm? Wait a minute…

A fruit knife?!!!

Wang Xiao Mie and Baiyu were flabbergasted when they faced the crazed woman whose hair now dangled messily over her face. Somehow she had managed to acquire a fruit knife from the kitchen and was currently staring at them with murderous eyes.

Wang Xiao Mi: “…”

Baiyu: “…”

Wang Xiao Mie, “This is the delicate girl you were talking about? This looks more like some sort of sickness, the kind that killed Makoto.” 

[TN: I’m not familiar with the franchise but from what I found, I think Xiao Mie is referring to the Makoto from ‘School Days’. If you don’t know about School Days and are curious, please be warned, it has a pretty disturbing plot]

Baiyu, “… forget I said anything.”

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“I’ll kill you… heh heh heh… It’s all your fault…” The ‘delicate’ girl raised the shiny knife in her hand and charged at them.

“Ah!” Wang Xiao Mie and Baiyu could not fight back. They ran to the tea table in the living room and the crazy woman chased after them, all the while waving the knife erratically.

The three ran in circles around the tea table. Several times, Biayu’s butt had narrowly escaped the blade of the knife!

Feeling the sharpness of the blade against his butt, Baiyu yelled at Wang Xiao Mie running ahead of him, “Can you please run faster! My butt’s going to split! Ow! My pants!” After he said that, his loose pants were slashed open, exposing the floral design underpants.

The psychotic woman behind him smiled vulgarly like a pervert after he had torn off a girl’s clothing.

Wang Xiao Mie saw the scene and couldn’t help giggling. It was also then that the girl had caught up to Baiyu.

Baiyu’s expression drastically changed as the knife was coming down on him. Wang Xiao Mie hurriedly turned back and gave Biayu a harsh kick, plunging him into the sofa and escaping from the fatal knife stab.

Baiyu, who had almost kicked the bucket, rubbed his shoulder which had been rendered numb from the kick. Still fearful, he rolled to one side and hid behind the sofa, all the while chanting, “Escaping death will bring good fortune, escaping death will bring good fortune…”

Wang Xiao Mie was frantically recalling all the swordsmanship he had learned from his previous life. With some hesitation, he picked up the slender item on the table and pointed at the woman in a suave-looking attacking pose.

The crazy woman was stumped. She gripped her kitchen knife while looking at the item aimed right at her: a back scratcher [in some places, it’s also called the ‘Don’t need your help’]

Wang Xiao Mie faced the dangerous woman heroically but Baiyu had a grim look staring at the back scratcher in his hand.

Wang Xiao Mie was putting on a brave front but internally, he was panicking. 

“Don’t come any closer or I’ll let you have a taste of my Xuan Feng Swordplay!” At this moment, Wang Xiao Mie was hoping that the woman was crazy enough to not realize that he actually had a back scratcher in his hand.

The crazy woman did stop but before he could relax, he heard her sneering.

Wang Xiao Mie, “…” Miss, aren’t you supposed to be crazy?! Now I just look ridiculous!

Baiyu in hiding suddenly shouted, “Take the ring off of her! It’s my grandfather’s relic. It can mutate a person’s negative emotions and turn them violent. Removing it should wake her up!”

“Why didn’t you say this earlier?!” 

Baiyu said with guilt, “… I was being chased all over the place, all I could think of was trying to stay alive.”

Wang Xiao Mie: I really have to hand it to you!

Wang Xiao Mie ignored him and turned to face the woman. “Pretty miss, please calm down. Whatever resentment you have, you can share with us! We’ll talk it through!”

Wang Xiao Mie was only trying to buy time but who knew the woman really did stop. 

Wang Xiao Mie and Baiyu looked at each other. Not daring to stimulate her, Wang Xiao Mie consoled her in a soft and sincere voice, “That’s it, tell us and we’ll listen. It doesn’t matter if you’re short of money or a boyfriend, we’ll help you fix it.”

Baiyu muttered from behind the sofa, “I don’t have money or friends who are single…”

Wang Xiao Mie, “Shut up! I have money! And aren’t you single?!”

Hearing his words, Baiyu said bashfully, “No way! I want feelings that develop over a period of time! We’ve only just met.”

Wang Xiao Mie: I really want to hit you with this back scratcher.

The woman suddenly spoke, “Resentment?”

Wang Xiao Mie and Baiyu, “Yes, yes, yes. You’re so pretty, what’s there that can bother you?”

The woman then tilted her head and shouted angrily, “So what if I’m flat-chested?! How dare you despise me for that! How dare you ignore my calls! I’ll kill you!”

“…”

Breaking news: A woman broke into her neighbor’s house in broad daylight and chased two innocent young men with a knife because her boyfriend disliked her flat chest.” Does this sound reasonable?!

Out of curiosity, Wang Xiao Mie took a quick glance at the woman’s figure behind the shriveled night dress… 

I didn’t notice before but it’s indeed flat…

The crazy woman caught Wang Xiao Mie’s undeniable expression and went berserk. She charged at him with maximum killing intent. Wang Xiao Mie had nowhere to run and had to face her with sword techniques he learned from his previous life.

But in his hand was after all a back scratcher, he dared not use strong attacks and could only try ways to flick the fruit knife off her hand.

As the fight was getting aggressive, Baiyu became anxious and stood up to look for weapons while trying to appease her, “Miss, take it easy! He’s innocent! You should know that his boyfriend’s chest is totally flat!”

Wang Xiao Mie was insulted, “Nonsense! Don’t think that my Xiao Wenzi only looks pretty on the outside, underneath those clothes is an incredible body! With an eight-pack and a sexy mermaid line! His chest is definitely more defined than hers!”

Hearing those words, the woman screamed in rage and waved the fruit knife violently!

Baiyu, who had just found a badminton racket, was dumbfounded, “Can you at least try not to agitate her?!”

The back scratcher was chopped but Wang Xiao Mie had also managed to hit an acupoint on her arm, disabling it and causing her to drop the knife.

Wang Xiao Mie was finally able to breathe. He retorted, “No way, my hubby is the best!”

Baiyu, “…”

Without the knife, the woman stretched out her other hand and resorted to fighting close range. Her bright manicure shimmered under the sun as it reached for its target, replicating the ‘Jiu Jin Bai Gu Zhao’!

[TN: 九阴白骨爪, directly translated as Nine Yin White Bone Claws. Couldn’t come up with a better translation for this so I’m leaving it as is. It’s a martial arts technique from the Legend of the Condor Heroes]

Wang Xiao Mie was reluctant to hurt her. He guarded her tackle only to be knocked down by the force. 

The woman’s clothes were now out of place while Wang Xiao Mie’s hair had come loose. They both frolicked back and forth on the ground.

Baiyu stood flabbergasted holding a racket, “Woah, this is so exciting.”

Wang Xiao Mie placed his elbow against the woman’s neck to prevent her from biting him.

“Come help me quickly!”

“Ha? Oh! I’m coming!”

Baiyu quickly went to get a skipping rope from the shoe cabinet and tied up the woman. When he had managed to tie most of her hands and before he could feel safe, she turned and bit him on the arm!

“Ow ow ow! That hurts!” Baiyu cried miserably.

“It’s ok, let me help you!” Wang Xiao Mie held back the woman’s mouth and stuffed something in it.

The beer in the can gushed into her mouth as she crushed the can with her teeth. 

Baiyu took this opportunity to pull off the ring on her finger. Having the ring taken off, the woman struggled a little before turning motionless and fainting.

By now, Wang Xiao Mie and Biayu were both exhausted. They looked at each other and sat back on the ground breathing heavily.

“Will she be ok?” Wang Xiao Mie asked.

“It’s alright, she only fainted,” Baiyu responded.

“Can you please put these kinds of things in a safe place? We’re dead if there are two more of them!”

Baiyu shook his head innocently, “That’s not right. I clearly put the ring together with my grandfather’s things in a large box and kept it hidden in my bedroom wardrobe. How did she get hold of it? That’s just too weird…”

The two mulled over this matter for a while before carrying the unconscious woman to the sofa.

Looking back at the scene: a woman in minimum clothing was tied up and gagged with a beer can with two big men sitting beside her gasping, if a neighbor were to see this scene, they couldn’t clear their names even if they had ten mouths.

Oddly enough, with all the ruckus that they made, no neighbors came knocking on their door.

Baiyu explained, “There are no other tenants on this floor. And the only other people living here are the grannies and uncles who stayed on the first or second floors.”

The two continued to rest in the messy living room when there was a knock on the door again. 

Wang Xiao Mie and Baiyu were nervous, “Don’t tell me there’s another one.”

But only a few seconds after the knock, the door was kicked open and Wen Feng Jin rushed in. He went straight to Wang Xiao Mie and pulled him into his arms. His eyes swept the surroundings and landed on Baiyu sitting next to the unconscious woman.

Feeling the hostility in his stare, Baiyu raised his hands to show his innocence. Only then did Wen Feng Jin ignore him and turn his attention back to Wang Xiao Mie. He reached under his clothes and slowly touched about.

“Were you hurt anywhere?” 

“No.”

Wang Xiao Mie leaned on Wen Feng Jin and feeling the strong muscular chest, his anxiety eased up considerably. Just as he became free of worries, his impish nature emerged. Wang Xiao Mie looked at Baiyu with full-on smugness as he patted on his Xiao Wenzi’s chest.

Wang Xiao Mie: See! There’s meat!

Baiyu: …

Wang Xiao Mie went on to snuggle into Wen Feng Jin’s arms. Thinking that he was still in fright, Wen Feng Jin gently kissed the top of his hair and rubbed his back.

Wang Xiao Mie: See! This is boyfriend power!

Baiyu: ……………

IHSC 49

Chapter 49

Edited and Proofread by KitKat

Wen Feng Jin was flipping through the antique books one by one. As he reached a certain point, his fingers froze for a second and there was a slight change in his expression which he immediately covered up. He picked up another one and said to Baiyu, “These books are incomplete. There is a date and numerical order written on the last page of each one.”

“You should have a total of thirty-one books, there are only seventeen here.”

“What? There are so many missing?” Baiyu picked up a book and turned to the last page but realized that the date and number mentioned were all written in special characters which he had initially thought were the author’s signature.

“If you couldn’t understand the words, how did you manage to practice your crafts?”

The black-as-charcoal Da Bai flashed his white teeth and smiled proudly, “I guessed of course!”

Wang Xiao Mie thought to himself, it must’ve been hard growing up.

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“Oh right, Feng Jin, since you can understand what’s written, is there any mention of the weapons?” Wang Xiao Mie leaned over to have a look.

Wen Feng Jin rolled up the book and gently tapped on Wang Xiao Mie’s head, “Only several materials were listed and the rest of the notes are written in special texts. By the way, I saw that you kept rubbing your neck.”

A sturdy and cold hand pinched the back of Wang Xiao Mie’s neck like the act of carrying a kitten and began rubbing, “Does it hurt here?”

“Wa!” Wang Xiao Mie screeched and reached backward to push Wen Feng Jin’s hand away. “Stop pinching, it hurts! it’s probably just a stiff neck.” 

A smile was hidden in Wen Feng Jin’s eyes as he let go of his hand and placed the book back into the box.

At that moment, a loud bang erupted from the living window. Something that resembled a large bat was plastered to the windowpane, staring at them with unblinking eyes!

“F*ck!” Wang Xiao Mie and Baiyu screamed in unison.

They jumped in shock and Wang Xiao Mie frantically leaped into Wen Feng Jin’s arms. While Baiyu wanted to do the same, he realized there was no place for him and could only hug the box of books on the floor.

Grandpa, watch over me!

Cloaked in dark clothing with a head of greasy hair, the face pressed forcefully against the glass. Its body twisted in a deformed manner as it tried to fit into the window, blocking out the light and dimming the room.

The two frightened pups shivered as the figure continued to watch them without making any movements. The black eyes rumbled in its sockets like the sound of glass marbles colliding. 

After he decided to take a peek, Wang Xiao Mie realized that the thing was staring straight at him while slowly pulling up a smile…

Oh mother!!! 

Wang Xiao Mie swallowed his saliva in fear. Wen Feng Jin was hugging him tightly with one hand while also staring back at the creature which was now grinning broadly at him. Wen Feng Jin responded with an ice-cold smirk.

Feeling a little braver, Wang Xiao Mie asked optimistically, “Da Bai! Da Bai! Look, why isn’t he moving? Could he be a tenant upstairs who accidentally fell down?”

Baiyu was almost in tears, “I live on the top floor! How can anyone be living above me!”

“…” Wang Xiao Mie made another guess, “Say, could this be some kind of Spiderman cosplay?”

“… I have never seen anyone doing things like this to cosplay Spiderman…” Baiyu took a closer look at the ‘oversized bat’ and his whole body shivered intensely, “B, b, but look. C, c, can you see what he’s holding? Doesn’t it look like my grandfather’s book?”

Wang Xiao Mie took a quick peek, “Nope, it doesn’t look like it…”

Baiyu was relieved, “Oh, that’s good…”

Wang Xiao Mie facepalmed, “…Because it is it!”

Baiyu instantly changed his expression. He stared back at the figure angrily and scolded, “No wonder I felt that there were too many missing! So they were stolen by you, you thieving scum!”

The ghastly figure turned to look at him and Baiyu’s spunky attitude was hastily withdrawn. His voice turned timid as he shrunk back behind the box.

At this point, Wen Feng Jin had begun to move.

It had to be said that his family’s Xiao Wenzi is indeed worthy of being called a big boss. After all, he was someone who had raised a group of monsters and even had the nerve to call them cute.

Seeing that Wang Xiao Mie was no longer scared, Wen Feng Jin carefully placed him behind himself and stepped towards the window.

When it saw Wen Feng Jin approaching, the strange creature broadened its grin and cast a provocative look before letting go of its grip and dropped down.

This is the sixth floor!

Biayu and Wang Xiao Mie were shocked by its actions.

“Xiao Wenzi!” Wang Xiao Mie called out to Wen Feng Jin.

“It’s ok, I’ll be back soon.” Wen Feng Jin turned and walked towards the window. His hair fluttered as he opened the window and jumped down.

Wang Xiao Mie nervously approached the window and looked down. Baiyu was most likely impoverished and could only rent a place in the most dilapidated part of the city. The buildings were close together and the majority of them were falling apart, causing the narrow alleyways to be clogged up with debris.

The strange figure was like a ninja, fluttering as a feather between buildings. Wen Feng Jin was hot on his tail and after a while, they entered an alley and disappeared from sight.

Baiyu watched with Wang Xiao Mie and exclaimed, “My God, those two can fly! Now what do we do?”

“What can we do other than wait?” Wang Xiao Mie frowned with worry. He tilted his head and the discomfort in his neck reemerged.

…..

In the circuitous and dirty alleyway, the figure on the run suddenly stopped in his tracks. As though being pulled by something, he dived head down into a pile of garbage bags.

The descended figure got up from the ground with unbroken limbs. He leaned against the wall and looked up at the sky. 

Seconds later, Wen Feng Jin landed from above. He squinted at the figure and said, “Not running anymore? Give me the book and tell me where’s the person who ordered you to steal it.”

The person in the corner stretched his lips into a wide grin. He clearly resembled a human being but there was a sense of abnormality.

Wen Feng Jin saw through him and frowned, “Looks like it’s pointless no matter what I say to you, a lowly product under someone else’s control.”

Wen Feng Jin disappeared from where he was standing and the man immediately assumed a defensive stance.

Invisible projectiles violently struck at his raised arms. However, the sound it made was not the piercing of flesh but of wood being cut. 

The two then engaged in a speedy battle. Wen Feng Jin’s every strike was quick and brutal! Finally, he attacked with one powerful slash that could fell a tree. The man bent his knees under the pressure but he managed to deflect his sword with both hands. Even so, his body’s movements had become heavily restricted.

Ten claws rushed ferociously at Wen Feng Jin which he managed to dodge while using one leg to kick the other party into the wall.

The rumbling noise of things crashing was heard. The man struggling to get up had his head restrained by Wen Feng Jin.

The sharp claws were aimed at Wen Feng Jin’s thigh this time but before it could act, a distinct sound erupted from the body; it was the sound of wood breaking.

The headless body slumped back onto the floor. Wen Feng Jin had a faint smile on his face as he raised the head to his eye level. Two pairs of eyes stared straight at each other but the one without a body was still eerily grinning! There was not a drop of blood on the broken body, only a few strands of straw were seen falling out.

Wen Feng Jin crushed the wooden head in his hand and dropped the remnants to the ground. He then bent to retrieve the stolen book from the motionless body.

Flipping open the book, Wen Feng Jin’s pupils constricted into a straight line!

The pages were blank. This was a diversion! No one was stealing those books, they were probably missing from the beginning!

“Xiao Mie!” Wen Feng Jin clenched his fists and his eyes turned bloodshot. He hurriedly turned and rushed back…

After watching Wen Feng Jin jump out of the window, Wang Xiao Mie sat back on a chair in the living room and rubbed his neck. Baiyu had just finished packing up the box when he noticed his discomfort and said, “Wait here. I’ll go get two cans of cold beer. Maybe you’ll feel better after applying it to your neck.”

“Ok, thank you.”

“Don’t mention it.” Baiyu laughed and went to fetch the beer from his refrigerator. 

Just then, there was a knock on the door. 

Baiyu was about to move when Wang Xiao Mie waved his hand, “I’ll open it. It’s probably Feng Jin.”

“Ok.” Baiyu did not give it much thought. The only other people who would knock on his door would be the bill collectors or his landlord. 

Wang Xiao Mie got up from the chair and went to open the door. Outside stood a woman whose lowered head was swaying slowly. She was wearing a purple silk nightdress and seemingly without undergarments. Wang Xiao Mie looked up and dared not let his eyes wander.

“Hi there, pretty, what can I do for you?”

“Ring…” the woman muttered. She staggered like a drunkard and raised the back of her hand for Wang Xiao Mie to see, “This… ring… has the word ‘Bai’… is it yours?”

Wang Xiao Mie saw the ring on her finger and shouted to the kitchen, “Da Bai! There’s a pretty girl wearing a gold ring with the word ‘Bai’ asking if it’s yours!”

Da Bia laughed, “Haha, I’m poor almost to the point of having to eat dirt, how could I own a gold ring… What the!”

Baiyu abruptly changed his tone, “Get away from her!”

“What?” The moment Wang Xiao Mie turned his head, the woman at the door rushed at him, plunging him over quite a distance!

“Ah!” Wang Xiao Mie covered his head in pain. Just as he was about to get up, the woman with the crazed expression on her face picked up a pillow on the sofa and pressed it over his face.

“How dare you neglect me! How dare you ignore my texts! I will kill you!”

This erratic person was Li Man Man who had previously picked up the ring. She was now wearing a semi-transparent nightdress and sitting on the struggling Wang Xiao Mie. She had an iron grip on the pillow and was suffocating him to death.

With his sight covered in darkness and his breathing blocked, the pain caused by the pillow brushing against his skin was maximized. 

Wang Xiao Mie panicked. Human instincts prompted him to use his hands and shove her away. It did not matter if it was a woman, it was important to survive!

At the same time, Baiyu was rushing over and stood behind her. But looking at her skimpy nightdress, he wavered with where it would be appropriate to place his hands.

Forget it! Baiyu closed his eyes and clenched his teeth as he reached under her arms and tried to pull her away.

But who knew that the woman who seemed so delicate was impossible to budge. Baiyu used up all the strength from the milk he had consumed but still could not move her. At this point, Wang Xiao Mie, being pressed under the pillow, had stopped moving…

!!!

Baiyu’s eyes widened and he cowered on the floor: It’s the end, he’s not moving… 

As he thought of the worst, the motionless Wang Xiao Mie suddenly grabbed his ankle!

“Woah woah woah!”

“Woah my ass!”

Wang Xiao Mie, who laid under the crazy woman, bent his knees and violently pushed her away. After getting up from the ground, he looked at her with vigilance!

Seeing him alive, Baiyu shouted joyously, “You’re incredible! A normal person would’ve been dead by now!”

That’s right, a normal person would have suffocated by now. 

But…

Wang Xiao Mie who had been smothered suddenly remembered one important point.

He’s a dumpling! They don’t need to breathe!

I must’ve filled my brain with water when I washed my face this morning.

As Wang Xiao Mie came to this realization, the woman rose up and charged at him screaming, “I’ll kill you!”


Wang Xiao Mie and Baiyu: Damn! Here she comes again!

IHSC 47

Chapter 47

Edited and Proofread by KitKat

“Da Bai, don’t just stand there. Come and eat.” Wang Xiao Mie called them to have breakfast.

Baiyu stared in surprise, “Who is Da Bai?”

Wen Feng Jin glared at him.

Baiyu withered, “I’m Da Bai.” 

[TN: 大白 Da Bai means cabbage but the immediate translation of the word itself is big white]

Wang Xiao Mie tried hard to hold back his laughter.

After setting up the table, he poured a bowl of porridge for Wen Feng Jin and himself and another for Baiyu. Frankly, he did not find Baiyu hateful. On the contrary, he was quite fond of him. Just like those silly college roommates, he felt that Baiyu was inexplicably sincere.

Seeing that there was something to eat, Bai Yu’s eyes lit up. After shrinking back for a while, he still decided to come out of the blanket and sat by the table then picked up the bowl and began eating.

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At the breakfast table, Wen Feng Jin, whose certain desires were not fulfilled, was giving them free air conditioning while eating.

Wang Xiao Mie, who was freezing, picked a piece of vegetable and fed it to his Xiao Wenzi, “Come, have some vegetables.”

Wen Feng Jin looked at the off-putting food for three seconds and stopped releasing cold air. He opened his mouth to take in the food but continued to bite on the tip of the chopsticks. His red lips were slightly ajar and the powerful teeth held on to the chopsticks.

He rested his face on his palm and looked at Wang Xiao Mie.

Half a minute later, Wang Xiao Mie blushed and mumbled repeatedly, “I get it, I get it, I get it!”

Wen Feng Jin released the chopsticks and his expression lightened up. Baiyu watched them as he was filled up with porridge together with a serving of dog food.

After the meal, Baiyu took the initiative to help them clean up and his fear had also disappeared.

“Well, thank you for saving me and taking me in. I will not divulge anything about you two. It’s getting late, I should get going now.” Baiyu picked up the blanket and folded it neatly before placing it on the sofa. He scratched his head and said awkwardly to Wang Xiao Mie and Wen Feng Jin, “Are my torn clothes still around? My cash and phone are still in it. This place is quite far from my house, I can’t ride a cab without money…”

“Don’t worry, those clothes are still here.” Wang Xiao Mie ran to get a bag from the bathroom, “Your clothes were all bloodied so I gathered them together in this bag, see if anything’s missing.”

“Thank you, thank you.”

Baiyu opened the bag and flipped his clothes over. A few pieces of rags fell out and an iron rod dropped on the ground with a clang.

Baiyu quickly picked it up and put it back in the bag.

“What’s that?” Wang Xiao Mie asked curiously.

“This? This is a weapon I made according to an ancient book. Due to a lack of materials and tools, I could only craft something of this caliber. But don’t underestimate it. Look,” Baiyu took out the black rod and showed it off to Wang Xiao Mie.

“Raise it up like this and aim at the cloth… Those rags were stained with the scent of the bad guy from before, so…”

When the iron rod hit its target, a sizzling sound could be heard as though something had been dissipated by the blow. When the iron rod was removed, the blood-stained cloth remained unchanged but something was definitely removed from it!

Zhen Bei’s weapon!

Wang Xiao Mie’s pupils contracted. He turned to look at Wen Feng Jin who now had a dark expression.

Baiyu, who did not notice their changes, giggled and continued to boast, “What do you think? Isn’t it incredible? Hehehe. Right now the iron rod could only do so much but I’ve read from the notes left by my grandfather and father, it said that my grandfather once made these weapons of the highest quality. Black is the weakest while the gold ones are capable of disintegrating those things with just one blow!”

Baiyu was still praising his baby with pride when Wen Feng Jin pinched his neck and pinned him against the wall.

Cough! You, what are you doing…” Baiyu’s feet were lifted off the ground while his veins and eyeballs were bulging out, “Let me go! Help!”

Wen Feng Jin was unmoved. His eyes turned scarlet and his voice turned ice-cold, asking him word by word, “Do you know Zhen Bei?”

Back in the underground palace, Zhen Bei had shot Wang Xiao Mie twice and almost killed Wen Feng Jin. Although he had gotten what he deserved in the end, Wen Feng Jin was still unable to swallow the anguish. If Wang Xiao Mie had not stopped him, he would’ve fed Zhen Bei to Muyi and the others.

“Feng Jin!” Wang Xiao Mie was startled and quickly stepped forward to grab Wen Feng Jin’s arm. Da Bai’s eyes are turning white!

“Don’t be hasty, he might be innocent!” An idea popped into his head and hurriedly asked Baiyu, “What’s your relationship with Bai Cheng?”

Baiyu breathed with much difficulty as he tried to speak, “Bai Cheng, Bai Cheng is my grandfather…”

“I knew it…” Wang Xiao Mie was starting to have a headache. This was too much of a coincidence, so much so that it was as though someone had planned for this to happen.

“Let him go… He’s not the one who gave Zhen Bei the weapons, it was probably his grandfather.”

Wen Feng Jin glanced at Baiyu who could not hold on much longer. He snorted with disdain and loosened his grip.

Cough! Cough!

Baiyu knelt on the ground and coughed violently. He looked up at Wen Feng Jin and asked with caution, “How did you know my grandfather’s name? Have you seen him?! When?” 

Wang Xiao Mie sighed seeing him staring at them with large expectant eyes. He nudged the immensely unsatisfied Wen Feng Jin, “Feng Jin, go bring Kai Ming over.”

Wen Feng Jin did not move and glared at Baiyu sitting on the ground.

“It’s ok, don’t worry, I’ll be careful.” Wang Xiao Mie reassured him and only then did Wen Feng Jin go upstairs to fetch Kai Ming.

It’s not that he wanted to doubt anyone but this was too much of a coincidence. They had made inquiries about the weapons and someone related to it was brought to them. It was as though a pair of eyes were watching them in the dark.

And after witnessing Zhen Bei’s inconceivable face-change, Wang Xiao Mie was truly once bitten twice shy. For all he knew, this person could be another big boss in a good man’s skin.

Wang Xiao Mie squatted down. Rubbing the back of his neck, he said, “We have not met your grandfather but we had seen a strange hammer-like weapon in golden metal. Someone had almost killed us with it.”

The seemingly always smiling face turned solemn as the layer of kindness faded from his eyes and was replaced with coldness. 

Wang Xiao Mie looked straight at Baiyu and said, “After that, we found out that the maker of that weapon was called Bai Cheng.”

“Don’t blame me for overthinking,” Baiyu was in a cold sweat as Wang Xiao Mie continued, “I’m now no longer a good person, I have to protect the person I care for.”

What a sudden change in attitude! 

Baiyu looked at Wang Xiao Mie morphing from the affectionate boy in a cooking apron to a man whose eyes were keen and sharp as a blade, very much similar to the man just now!

Baiyu opened his mouth but did not say anything. In his impression, his grandpa was a kind and loving man but he couldn’t be certain whether he had helped others to harm the person in front of him.

So he chose to stay silent.

Seeing the big guy wilt before his eyes, the menacing expression on Wang Xiao Mie’s face faded. 

Damn, it’s really not fun to copy this skill from Wen Feng Jin, staring like this hurts my eyes.

“It’s all right, you don’t have to worry. Even if your grandfather had made those weapons, as long as he’s not involved in the hunt, we’ll still let you go.” 

Baiyu’s eyes lit up under his black skin, “Really?! You’ll really let me go?” Instead of murdering me to vent your anger?

“Of course. After all, we’re not evildoers.” Having said that, Wang Xiao Mie immediately felt that something wasn’t right with this sentence.

Just then, Wen Feng Jin came down with Kai Ming in his hand.

When Wang Xiao Mie received Kai Ming, it was scorchingly hot. If Kai Ming could speak, it would definitely scream at Wen Feng Jin to stay the hell away from it!

After waiting for Kai Ming to cool down, Wang Xiao Mie plastered the blade on Baiyu’s face.

Baiyu froze, “What’re you doing?”

Wang Xiao Mie asked, “Is it hot?”

Baiyu shook his head, “No, your house has air conditioning.”

Wang Xiao Mie was dumbfounded, “… Is the dagger hot?”

“No, it’s quite cool. How can a dagger be hot?” Baiyu asked as he sat in a daze with Kai Ming attached to his face.

… Looks like there is no problem here.

“It’s ok now, Da Bai, we can trust you.” Wang Xiao Mie pulled him up, “Now, can you tell us about your grandfather?”

…..

Li Man Man had just completed her shift which had started at 2 a.m. On top of being vexed and tired, her boyfriend had recently given her the cold shoulder.

Watching the screen of her phone go dark, Li Man Man cursed, “Bastard dared to ignore my texts!” 

At the front step of her house, she angrily tossed the phone into her bag and pulled out a pink hairball keyring.

Behind her came a clang, the sound of something dropping on the ground.

Li Man Man turned around and saw that on the front step of the house opposite lay a golden ring. Her eyes widened as she picked the ring up.

The ring was plain in design but on the inside was a finely engraved ‘bai’ word.

This shine and the engraving, this has to be real gold!

Li Man Man excitedly spread out her fingers and tried the ring on each one. After finding the perfect fit, she rubbed the surface of the ring happily.

Bai? She remembered that the person living here has the last name of Bai but who cares, finders keepers! 

It’s your own fault for losing such a valuable item. You only have yourself to blame.

Besides, the ring looked simple while exuding a beautiful shine, clearly it was meant to be worn by someone with beautiful fingers like hers.

She wore the ring unquestioningly and entered the house, thinking to herself that one of these days, she should visit a jewelry shop to have the inscription erased.

….

At 4 p.m, Baiyu was walking with Wang Xiao Mie and Wen Feng Jin wearing clothes that Wang Xiao Mie had lent to him. Wang Xiao Mie walked between him and Wen Feng Jin who was not at all shy to hide his disgust for the dirty path they were currently traversing on. Someone had left their withered flowers and cardboard outside, the whole place reeked of a pungent sour smell, the walls were drawn with ugly graffitis decorated with gum and other substances, and even the handrails were covered with a thick layer of dust.

Wen Feng Jin’s brows were tightly wrinkled together. He walked behind and held his silver hair in one hand while the other was used to lift Wang Xiao Mie’s swaying black hair which had almost swept over the dust.

“I didn’t expect you guys to come with me.” Baiyu was panting as he climbed the stairs, “Up ahead is my place. My grandpa’s notes are all there.”

Wang Xiao Mie had an inexplicable suspicion in his heart. He couldn’t leave this matter alone and decided to follow Baiyu home.

“I also did not expect you to agree to lend us your grandfather’s notes. Isn’t it your family secret?”

“Hehe, that’s not a big deal. Honestly, I don’t understand a lot of what’s written in it. If you both can figure anything out, I would in turn like to learn from you!”

“…”

Arriving at the door, Baiyu took a deep breath before opening it. His house was roughly 60 square meters with one bedroom and two living rooms which had been neatly tidied. 

After entering, Baiyu went straight to the bedroom and brought out a paper box. Inside were some miscellaneous items and several books which looked like it was written in ancient scriptures.

“Feng Jin…” Before Wang Xiao Mie could finish his sentence, Wen Feng Jin had already picked up a book and began reading. 

Wang Xiao Mie raised his hand to rub his neck and Baiyu inadvertently looked over. For a quick second, he thought that he had seen something red flash by from Wang Xiao Mie’s excessively white neck and disappear in the blink of an eye. 

Was he seeing things? Baiyu scratched his head questioningly.

TN: Chapter 48 is a little snippet of WFJ’s psyche which is inconsequential to the plot. I will translate it some time later with the extras. Sorry about that 😅

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Chapter 46

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Ding Ding

Wu. Who is it this early in the morning?”

With messy bed hair, Wang Xiao Mie sat up with his eyes closed. He reached outside the coffin and felt for the ringing phone. Once he touched the vibrating phone, a small slit opened between his eyelids and he accurately pressed the green button.

“Hello,” Wang Xiao Mie said lazily after a long yawn, “Who is it?”

Lei Jie on the other smiled at his listlessness and said, “It’s me, Lei Jie, I …”

A pair of moist and red lips got close to the phone. To be exact, it was approaching Wang Xiao Mie’s ears. Its owner, still in a lethargic state, leaned his chin on Wang Xiao Mie’s shoulder and hugged him. His silver hair flowed down and covered them both.

“Who is it? Shixiong…” As though the husky and magnetic voice carried an electric current that could course through the phone, transferring the man’s sexiness and hormones right to the listeners’ ears and into their brains…

Even someone like Lei Jie felt a jolt and had to shift the phone from her left to her right. She rubbed her ears and her cheek turned slightly pink. 

Cough, did I disturb anything?”

“Um? No.” Wang Xiao Mie did not get her question. He took a look at his phone, “It’s already half-past six, we’ll be up in a minute.”

Wang Xiao Mie was oblivious but Wen Feng Jin was well aware. 

He slowly puckered his lips and deliberately clamped onto Wang Xiao Mie’s ears. 

Slurp

Right next to the phone and earlobe, the sucking sound was infinitely amplified.

Wang Xiao Mie froze while Lei Jie rubbed the tip of her nose awkwardly. Why would you let this old lady who has been single for over thirty years hear these things? Curse you pair of male lovebirds!

“Stop messing around!” Wang Xiao Mie blushed and covered his ear. He gave the man leaning against the coffin full of smiles a warning to stay away.

The man closed his eyes and snickered. The low laughter made Wang Xiao Mie annoyed. He turned his back to him and continued to talk on the phone. Wen Feng Jin snorted and kept looking at him with hungry eyes.

It’s been quite some time since they last did it.

Wen Feng Jin rested his elbow on the edge of the coffin and placed his chin over his hand. His chest was fully exposed under the loose clothing and the silver locks were spread out over the red drabs of the coffin. A mind-numbing beauty but unfortunately, his target did not appreciate it at all.

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“Lei Jie, did you want to tell us something?” Wang Xiao Mie asked.

Lei Jie took some time to digest the dog food then said, “Zhen Bei was sentenced to death and was executed yesterday.” 

Wang Xiao Mie was shocked. His sleepiness disappeared instantly. At the mention of Zhen Bei, Wang Xiao Mie could still remember his cheerful face and twisted personality.

“…En. I see.”

“The Zhen family is now a mess. Zhen Hao was killed by Zhen Bei and Zhen Bei was sent to jail. There’s only Zhen Mu left which puts everyone in a complicated mood. When Madame Zhen heard that Zhen Hao was gone, she went mad and even accused Zhen Mu of being the killer and wanted him locked up as well.”

Lei Jie remembered the scene where Zhen Mu was kneeling on the ground crying when Zhen Bei was being executed. 

Aside from raising a brainless son like Zhen Hao, they raised a vile being like Zhen Bei. And now they wanted to send away the only decent son they had.

“The Zhen family is just a bunch of idiots!” Lei Jie cursed, “Damn that stupid woman!”

Wang Xiao Mie was speechless at the news. What’s with spoiling your eldest son while suppressing your two other sons?

It’s indeed ‘the same rice that feeds all kinds of people’. 

(TN: 一样米养百样人 A proverb meaning we could eat the same thing but would turn into very different people)

“What happened next?” Wang Xiao Mie frowned and asked. 

Lei Jie sighed and said, “I’m somewhat close to Zhen Mu. When those crazy people become unscrupulous, of course I have to step in. But then everyone knew that I, Xiao Lou, and Zhen Mu were the only ones who had survived. This could be a little troublesome even for me…”

Before Wang Xiao Mie could say anything, Lei Jie laughed and said, “But don’t worry, I’m not afraid of anyone! All these years tempered by hardships, I’m not some pushover! Xiao Lou and I are resting in a friend’s resort. With the Liao Yue sword by my side, I’m now satisfied. I could always do something else to earn a living… Oh that’s right!”

“I’ve sold most of the things you had handed to me through the auctions. My lord, you don’t know how much money they have fetched. Just your teacup alone is enough for me to live in luxury for ten years.”

Wang Xiao Mie thought of the balance in his card and laughed.

I’m now a wealthy man. Heh hehehe…

Lei Jie was happy to hear his laughter. She just could not see Wang Xiao Mie as a big dumpling from a mausoleum. To her, he was almost like a child at home whom she couldn’t help but want to give his head a rub.

“One more thing, regarding the weapon you told me to research, the one that Zhen Bei used, I have some leads.”

“Ha?!” Wang Xiao Mie quickly asked, “You know who made it?”

“Yes. Weapons of that kind appeared twenty years ago. Those who went underground would equip themselves with it. The person who made it is named Bai Cheng. But then those weapons and Bai Cheng suddenly disappeared and it was there that I couldn’t find any further information.”

“Is that so…” It seemed that those weapons were specially made to work against people like Wen Feng Jin and himself. Wang Xiao Mie wasn’t sure if he was overthinking but there was always a feeling of unrest lurking in his head.

Now that the trace was lost and even Lei Jie could not find anything else.

Lei Jie comforted Wang Xiao Mie and he smiled, “I might be worried for nothing. By the way, Lei Jie, after the storm has passed, can I trouble you again?”

Lei Jie sniggered, “What’s there to trouble? Just tell me what you need!”

Wang Xiao Mie’s eyes softened, “I want to build a temple on that mountain… The cost does not matter. And the name of the temple is Xuan Feng.”

Back then, the place he transmigrated to was Xuan Feng Academy. The saplings that he planted and the children he had taught were all deeply imprinted in his memories. 

He hated the Academy but not everyone in it.

Wen Feng Jin’s anger and despair that year had made him lose all kindness and tolerance, resulting in the merciless massacre of Xuan Feng Academy…

Even though Wen Feng Jin was smiling more frequently and a lot more gentle now, Wang Xiao Mie could still see through him after he had recovered his memories. Those smiles and kindness were all a show for him, like fulfilling a task in a game.

Wang Xiao Mie did not like killing so Wen Feng Jin sheathed his sword and changed himself. Wang Xiao Mie wanted an ordinary life so Wen Feng Jin willingly stayed above ground to accompany him, whether it was for a simple meal or a daily trip to the supermarket…

But Wang Xiao Mie was certain, if he were to die, Wen Feng Jin would reveal a whole different face.

Wen Feng Jin did not change, he just got used to disguising himself. Wang Xiao Mie’s death and rejection a thousand years ago had left him in irreparable despair. Now, it had turned into an instinct for him to be the perfect person in front of Wang Xiao Mie.

I’m the flawless replica of what you want, you can only choose me.

Wen Feng Jin’s love was exclusive, possessive and lustful, multiplied by countless times.

Saving people and abiding by the law were choices Wen Feng Jin had made just to please Wang Xiao Mie, just like playing a strategy game. 

Outside the game, Wen Feng Jin was still the same cold and indifferent person whose smile was as scarce as hen’s teeth.

Wang Xiao Mie turned and looked at the man smiling at him devilishly.

It’s not that he hated it… It’s just a little tricky.

After exchanging a few more words with Lei Jie, Wang Xiao Mie hung up.

The man with the medicinal scent lunged over. Silver hair overlaid the black ones as soft lips came crashing together. The hand holding the cell phone was caught and the fingers intertwined…

After the kiss, Wen Feng Jin put the gasping Wang Xiao Mie in his embrace and kissed his hair.

“I kind of want to do it.”

“No way. There’s someone downstairs, have you forgotten?”

“…..”

“Tsk.”

“…..Quickly get up.”

Wang Xiao Mie got out of the coffin and Wen Feng Jin helped him to dress before buttoning up his own clothes that he had loosened up from before.

He had heard that Wang Xiao Mie wanted to build a temple on the site of the former Xuan Feng Academy but he did not care. 

Cold fingers carefully buckled up Wang Xiao Mie’s belt…

He had no time to remember the dead.

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Downstairs, Baiyu was already up. He had wrapped himself in a blanket and was sitting on the sofa.

He wanted to leave… But there was probably someone outside waiting for him.

To stay… There were two people of an unspeakable species who slept in a coffin.

‘Why is life so hard?!’ Baiyu was shedding tears internally but before he was done with his self-pity, he could hear footsteps coming from upstairs. Baiyu’s hair stood on end as he stared at the two coming down.

“Oh, you’re awake.” Wang Xiao Mie gave him a casual greeting then went straight to the bathroom. Wen Feng Jin followed right behind.

 Baiyu, who thought that they would do something to him, was staring at them wide-eyed. ‘That’s it? Don’t you want to shut me up? Not even a threat?’

Baiyu continued to stare at them even after Wang Xiao Mie came out of the bathroom and entered the kitchen.

“You…” Baiyu raised his hands warily. “You’re just gonna let me go just like that?”

Wang Xiao Mie who was preparing breakfast looked at him curiously, “Or else?”

Baiyu: “….. At least threaten me a little. What if I expose your existence?!”

Before Wang Xiao Mie could say anything, Wen Feng Jin put down the bowl in his hand. He glanced at him and sneered.

Baiyu immediately shrunk back his neck. 

“Ah, I see.” From that reaction alone, Baiyu could feel countless knives called irony stabbing at his heart.

‘Sorry, I’m such a chicken.’

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Chapter 45

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“I study these crafts to find my family. My grandfather has been missing since I was a child. At that time, I did not know that my family was in this trade. After my tenth birthday, my father became the second person to disappear. He did not even return for my mother’s funeral.”

Baiyu drooped his head. The black face had a dark look, making the man seem all the more depressing. 

Wang Xiao Mie remembered a black Labrador named Briquette belonging to a girl who used to live below his floor. That Labrador was very lively and human-like. Whenever it made a mistake, it would look at its owner with a sad and pitiful expression. 

Wang Xiao Mie was about to comfort him when Wen Feng Jin said apathetically, “We only want to know why you were attacked. We’re not interested in your background.”

Wang Xiao Mie: … Someone who can stab others with his words, that’s my Xiao Wenzi, no doubt about it.

Baiyu was taken aback by his words. He looked at Wen Feng Jin with grievances in his eyes. If it wasn’t for the face that was too black for any expressions to be seen, he could’ve sold some meng.

“La, later, to find out the truth, I’ve searched for all the ancient books in my house and took on this job!” Baiyu sighed, “When I met you both, I felt that my grandfather and father’s disappearances must have something to do with the mysterious race mentioned in the books. That was why I followed you both in hopes of learning something!”

When he finished, Wen Feng Jin not only looked at him with a pair of condescending eyes but also said, “You were in way over your head.”

Even Wang Xiao Mie had wanted to give him a piece of his mind. Just a greenhorn and yet so daring. He was fortunate that the ones he met were them, hmm, to be more specific, he was lucky to have met Wang Xiao Mie. Otherwise, he would’ve been dead with a wave of Wen Feng Jin’s hand.

Baiyu too knew that he had been reckless and unwise. He reflected while glancing at them timidly.

“When I faced you for the first time, I was scared silly… And then you let me go. And when I followed you, you still did not do anything to me. You even gave me your umbrella. That’s why I thought that your kind were all friendly.” He then added a silly laugh. “Hehe.

Wang Xiao Mie: Hehe?! Is your brain empty? Have you forgotten the countless times you were kicked into the trash can?

Wang Xiao Mie took a walnut and cracked it open. He placed it in front of Baiyu and said with kindness, “Here, have some.” It’s good for your brain.

Baiyu’s eyes widened and turned tearful. He gratefully ate it and said, “Thank you, you’re a really good person!”

“Keep talking.” Wen Feng Jin closed his eyes and disregarded the man opposite. He pulled a blanket over Wang Xiao Mie’s shoulder.

“Oh oh.” Baiyu swallowed the walnuts and quickly continued with his story, “After I stopped following you, I found someone else with a scent similar to you guys and he was even living close by! I’ve been following him these past few days. I don’t think he realized it in the beginning but today, he took a longer route and I followed him all the way back…”

As he spoke, Baiyu had a deathly look of panic on his face. His hands clenched and cold sweat was pouring out from his forehead. Even his body was beginning to shiver…

“And then… And then…”

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In the dark of night, the yellow street light could only illuminate feebly a small stretch of road. The man had walked into a small alley and he had followed. But once he had entered the alley, it had seemed empty. When his eyes had constricted and the pain began to invade his brain, he had heard a hoarse and grim voice from behind.

A pair of emotionless eyes and the excruciating pain were the last things that were carved into his head. No one could have accepted such an abrupt death, especially one that had been so violent.

So when Baiyu lapsed back into that horrible scene, his breathing and body had turned alarmingly unstable. Wang Xiao Mie grabbed his hand and exclaimed, “Baiyu!”

Baiyu woke from his recollection and looked at Wang Xiao Mie in a daze.

Only after Wen Feng Jin pulled back Wang Xiao Mie’s hand grumpily did Baiyu recover. But his fear still lingered and his body was still shaking. His shoulders shrunk and Wang Xiao Mie could tell that he was in a very bad shape.

Wang Xiao Mie did not want to meddle in others’ affairs but maybe because Baiyu’s current state was too pitiful and his brain was too inoperative that Wang Xiao Mie felt sympathy towards him, “Don’t think about that anymore. And you really shouldn’t provoke strangers.”

Baiyu remained silent and nodded.

Suddenly, Wen Feng Jin stood up and squinted at the window. His movements were so abrupt that the already skittish Baiyu jumped from the sofa in fright. Wang Xiao Mie frowned and looked out the window and into the small courtyard outside.

“What is it?” Wang Xiao Mie asked Wen Feng Jin softly.

Wen Feng Jin closed his eyes and a few seconds later, looked towards Baiyu and said, “That person is here.”

The person who wanted to get rid of Baiyu had returned to the scene out of vigilance and had consequently been led there by the blood trail.

Not only did Baiyu feel a mortal fear that he would have to die a second time but Wang Xiao Mie was also shocked.

He even followed him here?!

“It’s ok.” Feeling Wang Xiao Mie’s anxiety, Wen Feng Jin raised his hand and stroked his hair. He said in a gentle voice, “I won’t let him lay one step into the courtyard… The mess, it’s too troublesome to clean.”

A suppressive and murderous aura filled the air and Wang Xiao Mie was no longer afraid. He even wanted to scream: My man rocks!

“But I have no obligation to take you in.” Wen Feng Jin said to Baiyu, “You can leave now.”

Baiyu’s eyes widened and he was on the verge of crying.

“I, I, I….”

“We can’t do that!” Wang Xiao Mie frowned, “You said it yourself that the man followed him here, if we drive him out, it’s no different from sending him to his death.”

“Why don’t we let him stay for the night?”

Baiyu’s eyes lit up as he looked towards Wen Feng Jin.

“No, I will not let any other man sleep next to you and me,” Wen Feng Jin grimaced and the mark on his forehead was creased up.

“… It’s not like he’s sleeping with us in the coffin. We’re just letting him stay in the living room for one night.”

“No!”

“…”

“W, wait, what did you say that you sleep in?” Baiyu asked with his jaws shivering.

“A coffin.” Having gotten used to sleeping in the coffin, Wang Xiao Mie answered as though the whole world was sleeping in one. Only when he saw Baiyu shivering even harder did he remember..

Oh right, normal people do not sleep in coffins. Those are either for vampires or…

Baiyu also had the same thought. And as soon as it hit him, Baiyu fell straight to the ground. After almost dying, Baiyu finally fainted due to fright…

“… I told you, let’s not sleep in the coffin anymore. Look what happened?” Wang Xiao Mie complained to Wen Feng Jin, “Now we can’t kick him out even if we want to.” 

They couldn’t just throw out an unconscious person.

Wen Feng Jin stared at Baiyu lying on the ground. After a moment of thought, he said, “Let’s castrate him.” That way he’s no longer a man, heh.

Wang Xiao Mie: …

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Chapter 44

Edited and Proofread by KitKat

When I told my husband to go buy a bag of salt and he brought back a wild human, the kind that was covered in blood, my inner imagination goes…

Wang Xiao Mie was wearing a blue apron and holding a wooden spatula as he stood at the door staring unblinkingly at Wen Feng Jin carrying in the large lump.

Wang Xiao Mie: ‘Um, good job, it’s still bleeding and looks fresh, should be ready to be slaughtered.’

AHHHH!

Wang Xiao Mie held the wooden spatula and almost fainted!

H, h, h, he’s d, d, d, dead!!!!

He stared in horror as Wen Feng Jin dropped the package on the ground with a puff.

Wang Xiao Mie was even more shocked when the lump began to move.

Oh sh*t! It’s still alive!!!

Wang Xiao Mie quickly threw away the wooden spatula. He squatted down and poked at the bloody gourd-like bulge with shaking fingers.

Wu… stop poking…” The man raised his hand strenuously.

“Oh! Sorry, sorry! Does it hurt a lot? Ambulance! Ambulance! Feng Jin, call the ambulance! So much blood! … Brother, you’re quite sturdy.” Wang Xiao Mie immediately withdrew his finger and frantically reached for his cellphone in the apron pocket.

But before he made the call, he suddenly thought of something.

“Um… Feng Jin…” Wang Xiao Mie watched as Wen Feng Jin pulled out a piece of tissue and wiped his bloodstained hands with indifference. He swallowed his saliva and said, “He wasn’t beaten up by you, was he?”

“If the police were to come…” They won’t have to waste time finding the killer.

“No.” Wen Feng Jin said, “I only picked him up.” He then reached into his pocket and showed something to Wang Xiao Mie.

On a closer look, Wang Xiao Mie saw that it was a pocketbook flipped to a certain page. On it was a crooked line of words in very unsightly handwriting.

[Guide to become a good man: Help the injured]

It was Wang Xiao Mie’s handwritten ‘Samaritan Guidelines’ for Wen Feng Jin.

Wang Xiao Mie kept staring at the small pocketbook in his hand until Wen Feng Jin also squatted down to his eye level and a bitter medicinal fragrance drifted to his nose.

He said, “I listened to you and saved him.”

He could not put it into words but Wang Xiao Mie looked at Wen Feng Jin’s expressionless face and wanted to give the devil’s head a good rub.

And he did put this thought into action. 

Wang Xiao Mie placed his hand on Wen Feng Jin’s head and rubbed it back and forth. 

He even said, “Yo xi ~ yo xi ~” You’re such a good boy! En!!!”

(TN: It’s to imitate the Japanese word ‘yoshi’, not sure if that’s how it’s spelled and it’s not the dragon in Mario. The word means good job or well done, it’s pretty commonly heard in anime.)

Wang Xiao Mie’s paws froze once he realized what he had done. Did he just treat Wen Feng Jin like a puppy?!!!

Just as he thought that Wen Feng Jin would get angry and shove his hand away..

Wen Feng Jin smiled.

It was a subtle hook of the lips, like a stubborn kid who was feeling proud of being praised but did not want others to see his happiness.

As if space and time were in disarray, Wang Xiao Mie once again saw the coquettish teenager from that year who would jump into his arms after class.

The paws moved again but this time, it was stroking the sleek silver hair gently. 

He whispered softly, “Well done, Xiao Wen Zi.”

Boss Wen:  ̄へ ̄

Wen Feng Jin pursed his lips and tried to stay indifferent.

Wang Xiao Mie patted his head and tried to conceal his laughter.

After giving the wolf the reward it had anticipated, Wang Xiao Mie turned to flip the man over. He went to the kitchen and came back with a basin of water to wipe the blood off his body.

The blooming flowers above Wen Feng Jin’s head disappeared at once. He stared coldly at the man on the ground then went to pick up the bag of salt. He said in an icy tone, “Let’s ignore him first, I’ve already fed him blood. Xiao Mie, I want to drink soup.”

Wang Xiao Mie: “…”

Hearing such inhuman words, the body on the ground moaned louder and began to wiggle.

Wang Xiao Mie was startled and quickly turned to look at him.

“Make another sound and I will kick you out,” Wen Feng Jin said heartlessly.

The groans immediately turned into whimpers.

The big brother on the ground clearly demonstrated what it was like to be both scared and angry.

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“Alright,” Wen Feng Jin looked at the man and nodded in satisfaction. He turned to look at Wang Xiao Mie with a smile plastered on the ice-cold face, “Xiao Mie, I want soup.”

There was a tenderness under the icy appearance, and in that tender was a slight coyness.

After failing to wipe the thick and dried blood stains on the man, Wang Xiao Mie gave up and sighed. He confirmed that the man’s wounds were healed by Wen Feng Jin’s blood before asking Wen Feng Jin to put him in a bathtub and soak him in warm water, hoping to rinse off the bloodstains.

And then?

And then Wang Xiao Mie picked up the spatula and went back to frying his vegetables and making his soup …

What about the patient? Let’s just stew him first… Ah, no, it should be let him soak in warm water first.

But after considering that the man might be too weak to support himself and to prevent a drowning accident in his bathtub, Wang Xiao Mie locked Wen Feng Jin inside the bathroom to watch over him.

“Keep an eye on him for a while, I’m going back to cook.”

As the door closed and the humming sound faded, Boss Wen’s smile disappeared. He turned and gave the man an icy stare.

The man: …. Huhuu I’m so scared!

Half an hour later, Wang Xiao Mie had finished making dinner and went to inform them. It was then that the man’s face popped out of the water and became visible after all the blood and dirt had been cleaned off.

Wang Xiao Mie’s eyes widened, “It’s you! The stalker!”

The man who had come back to life uttered a ‘thank you’ and nodded awkwardly.

Wang Xiao Mie wondered if this was actually why Wen Feng Jin was willing to save him.

Wen Feng Jin on the other hand obviously did not think much of this man. He went into the kitchen and began bringing out the dishes. Once the man saw that Wen Feng Jin was glancing his way with menacing eyes, he shivered and stood up stiffly.

“Let me help you carry that!”

At the dinner table, Wen Feng Jin was eating his soup gracefully with a spoon while the man was looking at the dishes on the table with the eyes of someone who had not eaten for eight hundred years.

From the beginning, Wen Feng Jin had no intention of letting the man stay, much less serve him food. In his opinion, he had fulfilled the guideline written in the pocketbook, there was no need to keep the man any longer.

“Those dishes were made for me,” Wen Feng Jin said. His eyes were ferocious, like a wolf protecting its food.

“We’re all acquaintances here, it’s just another pair of chopsticks…” Wang Xiao Mie scratched his head looking at the man salivating over the food on the table. His clothes were no longer wearable and Wang Xiao Mie had to lend him one of his bathrobes.

“Let’s just keep him for dinner, is that ok?”

Wen Feng Jin had his arms crossed and exhaled a puff of cold air. He then went into the kitchen and came back with a bowl. He placed the bowl on the floor and said, “Then let him eat here.”

Wang Xiao Mie: “…” What kind of monster are you?!

Blue veins were popping out from Wang Xiao Mie’s forehead. He grabbed the bowl and placed it on the table.

“He’s eating here!” See how you’ve bullied him!

At last, the three ate at the same table. Wen Feng Jin completely ignored the man while Wang Xiao Mie looked at him chomping down the food like it was some high-class delicacies, making him feel like a great chef himself.

The way he ate looked too appetizing.

While eating, Wang Xiao Mie secretly observed the man’s appearance. The times that they had met before, the man was fully cloaked or had his head in the trash. After Wen Feng Jin rescued him, he was covered in dirt and so Wang Xiao Mie had always thought that that was why he could not see the man’s face. But now he realized, that was not the case at all. It was because the man was too dark…

In order words, his skin was black, truly black. And it was not the black color of our international friends but more like a naturally born dark skin with added tanning of ten to fifteen days.

Wang Xiao Mie raised his line of sight and stared down the man’s neck. Ai ya, my god, from his neck down it was still the same color.

‘Other than our international friends, it seems we also have people who could be born with this naturally dark skin. Incredible!’ Wang Xiao Mie thought silently.

Wen Feng Jin was flaring when saw this scene. With very judgemental eyes, he scanned the man up and down.

‘En, not as good-looking as me.’

Wen Feng Jin rested his heart and continued to drink his soup. 

‘But still, even if he’s ugly, Shixiong can only look at me!’

Tasting a slight sourness in his mouth, Wen Feng Jin sneaked one hand under the table and lightly sent a force forward …

The voracious diner suddenly felt like he was being trampled by an elephant! His eyes were almost popping out and he coughed violently!

Wang Xiao Mie immediately poured him a bowl of soup. “Drink this. What’s the hurry, eat slowly. We still have plenty.”

“Thank you, thank you.” Although he did not know where the sudden pain came from, he looked at Wang Xiao Mie’s kind eyes and was moved to tears. “You’re a really good person, hix hix.

“Heh heh.” Wang Xiao Mie rubbed his nose tip with embarrassment, “It’s nothing, go on, drink it.”

“Umm!!”

“…” Wen Feng Jin took his hand back and stared at the bowl of soup the man was holding. Since then, the blacklisted cellphone in his heart had finally welcomed another friend

…..

After dinner, the dark-skinned man took the initiative to wash and wipe dry the dishes and also cleaned the table.

He then cautiously sat on the sofa holding a cup of tea that Wang Xiao Mie had brewed. He timidly glanced at Wen Feng Jin who was giving him a disturbingly cold look.

“Tell us,” Wang Xiao Mie was sitting opposite of him, “What happened to you? How did you end up in the alleyway like that?”

The dark-skinned man blinked and showed the sharp contrast between black and white with his eyes. He spoke softly, “Thank you for your help. I, I’m… my name is Baiyu.” 

(TN: Baiyu (白玉) means white jade)

“Pffft!” 

Wang Xiao Mie covered his mouth and tried to suppress his laughter so hard that his whole body was shaking, “S, sorry, please continue…”

Baiyu: ‘I know my skin and name are like antonyms but please give me some respect!’

The black ball Baiyu widened his eyes but shrunk back after he caught a glimpse of Wen Feng Jin staring at him.

“Actually, I’m just a fresh graduate… What I said last time about being a disciple and all that was just a bluff… I learned those from a picture book left behind by my grandfather. I’ve only started delving into these strange crafts and facing you that day was also my very first time putting it into practice…”

‘Did we happen to be his first opponent?’ Wang Xiao Mie was not sure who the more unfortunate one was.

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After the kick, boss Wen patted Wang Xiao Mie on the head and gently said, “Did you see that? That’s all you have to do,”

“…”

Wang Xiao Mie stared speechlessly at the struggling man with his two legs sticking out of the garbage can.

The funny part was the word ‘non-recyclable trash’ was written on it.

Though it was a boss battle, it turned out to be just a lackey.

Thanks to him, Wang Xiao Mie had been panicking all day. 

“How are we going to deal with him? He knows about our identity.”

“Inconsequential. He’s just an ordinary man, he doesn’t really know what we are. The item in his hand is nothing but a toy.” Wen Feng Jin had a smile on but his eyes were cold as he stared at the noisy man still struggling to break free.

“With skills as inferior as his, he still dared to provoke us. It seemed that these are indeed peaceful times.”

“So we just leave him like this?” Wang Xiao Mie looked at the legs pointing skyward with an indescribable feeling.

“Um.”

“Let’s go.” With his hand over Wang Xiao Mie’s shoulder, Wen Feng Jin led him away from the trash can and out of the alley.

As their footsteps got closer to the garbage can, the legs stiffened and stopped its air-pedaling. Once they left the alley, it dropped down and the vivid sound of exhaling could be heard.

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The pair washed up once they got home. Wang Xiao Mie put a thick mattress and pillow into the coffin and laid leisurely inside. He patted his belly and let out a long sigh, “This is so nice~”

A low laugh came from above his head. Wen Feng Jin had a book in his hand as he bent over the edge of the coffin to look at Wang Xiao Mie. Part of his long silver hair fell into the coffin and formed a curve. Wang Xiao Mie grabbed his hair and placed it close to his nose. 

The hooligan took a whiff and said, “Hehe, pretty lady, come here and accompany this lord to bed!”

“You…” Wen Feng Jin was not at all mad at his teasing. He indulged him by putting away the book and laid in the coffin with him.

The frollicking Wang Xiao Mie rolled into Wen Feng Jin’s embrace. He used his body as a nest and shuffled back and forth till he was in a comfortable position. When he finally snuggled into place, his round and bloated stomach let out a burp.

Wen Feng Jin lightly kissed his hair and held him close.

“By the way, what’s up with that man today?” Wang Xiao Mie placed his chin on Wen Feng Jin’s chest, “Does he have anything to do with the craftsmen you mentioned before?”

“Um.” Wen Feng Jin’s hand swept through Wang Xiao Mie’s hair, “I’ve met a group of people in the Northern Kingdom who specialized in making tools. They used mysterious methods and materials to create things incomprehensible to the common minds. They’re few in number and were highly valued for their talent. But… Most of them were dull and simple-minded.”

Wang Xiao Mie thought of the person they met. 

How was that dull and simple-minded? He’s clearly an idiot!

While listening to Wen Feng Jin’s explanation, Wang Xiao Mie was getting drowsy. Maybe because the person had left such a hilarious impression of himself that Wang Xiao Mie was no longer anxious. He soon fell asleep in Wen Feng Jin’s arms.

However, Wang Xiao Mie soon realized that he had been too optimistic once again. He may have gotten him out of his head but it was not true vice versa.

The following day, when they left the house, the man could be seen sneaking behind them. In this scorching weather and yet he had covered himself from head to toe; even his face was hidden by a big mask and sunglasses. The way he had wrapped himself made him more of a dumpling than they were. Wang Xiao Mie pondered if he would get a heatstroke.

Wang Xiao Mie was speechless as he looked at the man trying to be inconspicuous when he was only standing three meters away, holding a phone and pretending to be a passerby.

Wen Feng Jin’s face was blackened and he was already scanning the area, probably searching for a trash can.

“Leave him be.” Wang Xiao Mie grabbed hold of him, “There are people around and there’s also surveillance. He can’t touch us anyway. If he wants to follow us then just let him, it’s not like he can get through the villa’s security.”

Wen Feng Jin pressed down the blue vein popping up from his forehead and ignored the man. He then gave him a death stare as a final warning when they reached the villa gate.

The tightly wrapped stalker turned tail and fled.

They thought that that would be the end of their encounters but the man appeared in front of them again and again like a next-door neighbour. And each time, Wen Feng Jin had kicked him straight into a trash can. This happened several times a day but the frequent visitor of the trash can was still relentlessly following them.

Wang Xiao Mie: ‘In him, I seem to be able to see a certain light called perseverance, it’s so touching, Amen. This must be what they call ‘not turning back until you hit the north wall 

(TN: The proverb means that one does not give up until they hit a dead end)

But the ‘little relentless’ was seriously testing Wen Feng Jin’s patience. He had wanted to give him a more severe warning but was always held back by Wang Xiao Mie.

Wang Xiao Mie just wanted a normal life with Wen Feng Jin. He wanted them to live the life of a regular couple, eat together, shop together, buy groceries together, go traveling to different places, etc. 

And once they were bored, they would return to the underground palace.

After all, they have all the time in the world to be together.

Their lives were too chaotic and hopeless back then. This time, Wang Xiao Mie wanted a simple life with Wen Feng Jin not as the immortal and undead but as a couple of good and normal people.

Wang Xiao Mie was not stupid. He had been on his own from a young age and he could tell, beneath the silliness was a strong and resilient heart.

He did not feel any malice from the man and he knew Wen Feng Jin felt the same because even when he hated being followed, he did not seriously injure him. 

But why would the man consistently tail them? Could it be out of curiosity?

A few days later, Wang Xiao Mie and Wen Feng Jin were returning home from the supermarket when it started to rain. Wang Xiao Mie had checked the weather forecast beforehand and had prepared two umbrellas for them. Halfway back, he suddenly remembered about their tenacious stalker.

He turned back and sure enough, there was a soaked through man following behind them. When he saw Wang Xiao Mie looking over, he frantically took out his phone and acted like a lost tourist.

… Oh please, how many times have you used this method!!!

Wang Xiao Mie continued to watch as the man panicked and wiped the screen of his phone.

It should be because of the rain and also that his phone was quite old (Wang Xiao Mie happened to have seen it close up and found that it had a lot of scratch marks). After wiping for a long time, the man’s phone remained unresponsive and eventually shut down.

This time, he no longer cared if Wang Xiao Mie had recognized him. He hung his head low, looking at the departed phone in sadness.

The rain got heavier and thunder was roaring.

Wang Xiao Mie: … Why the hell does this scene look so heart-wrenching?!!

Wen Feng Jin only gave the man a cold stare. He held up the umbrella for Wang Xiao Mie and when he found that Wang Xiao Mie’s toe had gotten wet, he frowned and said, “We should go now.”

“I know. Wait for me here.”

Wang Xiao Mie opened up his umbrella and ran over to the man whose only visible features were his eyes filled with bewilderment. He tried to scurry away but Wang Xiao Mie grabbed him and handed him the umbrella.

“Take it. You don’t have to return it to me. You should go home for the day or you’ll catch a cold in this weather.”

Wang Xiao Mie flashed him a smile and before he could say thank you, he covered his head and ran back under Wen Feng Jin’s umbrella. 

“Ok, let’s go.” Wang Xiao Mie said with a smile.

“Why did you give him the umbrella?”

“Because he looks too miserable. And I don’t like rainy days one bit.”

It was in this heavy rain centuries ago that one person had been carrying another on his back, climbing up a long long mountain trail…

At that time, the person on his back had wished: If only I had an umbrella to cover him.

But in the end, no one came to help them from the piercing rain…

Since then, Wang Xiao Mie had hated the rain.

Wen Feng Jin lowered his head to look at Wang Xiao Mie. A pair of kind and caring eyes met that of a cold and dark one. They looked at each other in silence and Wen Feng Jin subtly tilted the umbrella towards Wang Xiao Mie…

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The man watched as both of them walked away. He clenched the handle of the umbrella and looked at their backs with complicated thoughts. He stayed silent for a while before walking into the heavy rain in the opposite direction…

Since then, Wang Xiao Mie had stopped seeing the man following behind them.

…..

A month later…

Wang Xiao Mie was wearing a sky blue apron, cooking in the kitchen with a wooden spatula. 

Wen Feng Jin did not like the heavy taste of the take-outs and they couldn’t always dine at restaurants so Wang Xiao Mie, who had some cooking skills from his time of living alone would whip up something for the both of them.

While preparing the stew, Wang Xiao Mie picked up the salt container and realized that it was empty.

“Feng Jin! Feng Jin!” Wang Xiao Mie called out from the kitchen. 

Soon, Wen Feng Jin strode into the kitchen in a loose nightgown.

“What is it? Did you burn it again?” The pretty face grimaced. In the next second, he bent down to gather Wang Xiao Mie’s long hair and neatly tied it back. He then proceeded to check it carefully for burn marks.

“It didn’t happen again. Last time was only because I wasn’t paying attention.” Wang Xiao Mie stepped back and showed him the empty jar, “We’re out of salt.” 

Wen Feng Jin’s brows eased and he let the long black strands go, “I’ll go buy it.”

“Ok, make it quick. I still have to prepare the soup.”

Wen Feng Jin nodded and left to get changed. 

Wang Xiao Mie was no longer worried about letting Wen Feng Jin go out by himself. They had stayed here for almost two months and Wen Feng Jin’s learning ability was extraordinary. He had now mastered the basic Chinese characters and was fully proficient with the cellphone. Furthermore, with Wen Feng Jin’s speed, a round trip to the nearest supermarket would only take twenty minutes.

And so, in the same black jacket and jeans with matching boots, Wen Feng Jin left the house with his hand in his pocket.

The close-fitted clothes perfectly outlined the man’s sexiness. From the shoulder to his waist, from his waist to his calf, the outlines could only make onlookers stare in reverence.

With each step, the silver hair tied into a ponytail behind his back would sway lightly.

However, the sharp and handsome face was gradually scowling as more people gathered to take his picture. His brows creased and his eyes darkened, an expression that clearly stated ‘if you dare disturb this lord again, I’ll show you!’. If Wen Feng Jin had this look on a thousand years ago, countless people would’ve been paralyzed with fear.

But now…

“Wow! He’s so handsome!!!”

“Woah! That’s a really cool cosplay!!!”

Wen Feng Jin:  ̄へ ̄

The dark lord, who once upon a time could even make babies stop crying with the mention of his name, angrily picked up a bag of salt and quickly checked out.

Outside, the street lights had been lit. Wen Feng Jin stopped on his track and turned to look at an alleyway slightly protruding out into the road. A familiar fishy smell wafted towards him with the cool night breeze.

Wen Feng Jin stood and stared in that direction for a long time.

A minute later, he placed his hand into his pocket. His lips curve into a smile. The long silver hair rustled as the wind blew and the mark between his brows glowed red. He stood under the night sky like the devil.

He lifted his boots and stepped into the pool of red liquid. Slowly, he dragged something out of the alleyway, forming a long bloodstain on the ground.

The large black pupils looked at the hideous mess of a man on the ground and the blood that was surging out from him…

“You’re about to die,” Wen Feng Jin said.

The darkness helped to conceal the sight of the now shapeless body. Only minute movements could be seen as his chest undulated. He reached for Wen Feng Jin’s ankle.

Blood gushed out as he opened his mouth. 

“Save me…”

But the words were inaudible as it cluttered in his throat.

Wen Feng Jin stood with his hand in his pocket and watched a life nearing its end like a god from high above. However, there was no sympathy in his eyes towards the dying man, only a certain sense of satisfaction in thinking that he would soon be praised…

Moments later, the desolate man saw through his gradually disappearing vision the devil taking something out from his pocket. 

Wen Feng Jin looked at him and said, “Alright. I will save you.”

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Chapter 42

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The next day, Wang Xiao Mie, who had thought that things would only get better from here, realized that he was being too optimistic.

The reasons were as follows: 

Wang Xiao Mie: “Today, we’ll be learning how to integrate into modern society. The times now are not like what it was back in the Northern Empire. We have peace and security. We don’t have to worry that something will happen, the most would be someone stepping on your feet on a crowded bus or getting into a fight with a drunkard on the roadside.”

Wen Feng Jin:  ̄へ ̄

Wang Xiao Mie: “Of course there would be occasional emergencies like your handphone being snatched. When that happens, Feng Jin, promise me to stay out of it. One slap from you can split his skull and give the bystander a view of his brain.”

Wen Feng Jin:  ̄へ ̄

Wang Xiao Mie: “Also, we have to keep our abilities hidden! And we have to do good deeds! In order to prevent something like the system from appearing again, we must not kill people. En, if we see someone in trouble, the right thing to do is call the police.

Wen Feng Jin:  ̄へ ̄

“What’s that look you have? What exactly do you want to say?!!” Wang Xiao Mie, who could no longer tolerate him, slammed his fists on the table in anger.

Wen Feng Jin thought a while then said, “No killing. When there’s trouble, call the police. I understand.”

Wang Xiao Mie twitched his eyebrows in suspicion, “You really understood?”

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And hence…

At the mall…

Donning a black coat with a pair of jeans, a man with sharp and handsome features and long silver hair tied into a ponytail was standing in the center of a screaming crowd and snapping photos of him. 

He frowned and pulled a handphone from his pocket.

“Hello, is this the police?”

Wang Xiao Mie: “…..”

“Brother, are you cosplaying? Brother, do you have Weibo? AH so handsome!”

“Is that your real hair? Oh my god, it’s too pretty!”

“Brother, where are you from? What are you both cosplaying as? Wah! They’re holding hands!!!!”

Wen Feng Jin was very displeased but when he was about to make a move, he remembered Wang Xiao Mie’s words and endured. He was about to grab him and leave when the crowd began to scream loudly again.

Wang Xiao Mie: “…..”

A few girls were staring at Wen Feng Jin and sipping back their saliva.

The man’s face and white hair were just too attractive!

And when the group of girls saw them holding hands, a certain ‘I’ll pay money to see them get married’ thought started creeping into their heads.

They kept taking photos of the pair and followed behind them. Even people who were there for a celebrity’s event joined the group of girls and some even took videos.

As the crowd got larger, Wang Xiao Mie had to give up his shopping plan and walked a long way with Wen Feng Jin to throw off the crowd.

Passersby who saw them wanted to snap a photo as well but one look at Wen Feng Jin’s ‘I will split your skull open’ expression, they restrained themselves.

When they reached home, Wen Feng Jin still had a scowl on his face. He asked, “Why did those women attack me?”

Wang Xiao Mie laughed at his distorted expression and said, “Hahah, that’s not attacking you. They just think that you’re super good-looking and wanted to know more about you. Being photographed and asking for your WeChat are all expressions of admiration. You should be happy about it, ordinary people don’t get that treatment.” 

If you were stopped by a girl trying to get your number, you could brag about it for the whole of your college years!

However, the failure to do any shopping also made Wang Xiao Mie realize one thing – 

Even in regular clothing, they were still too eye-catching.

They could cover their faces with sunglasses but someone who could even make a black coat and jeans look classy like Wen Feng Jin would only get a boost in appearance by putting on sunglasses.

And so, in the evening, Wang Xiao Mie took out a pair of scissors and said to Wen Feng Jin, “Let’s cut our hair short!”

“Our body is given to us by our parents. Cutting off our hair is akin to decapitation. I’m not cutting and I won’t allow you to either.”

“…”

Never had Wang Xiao Mie seen Wen Feng Jin as an ancient person more than at this moment. In ancient times, cutting off one’s hair was an act of humiliation towards that person. No one did that even in death.

“Unless I die, I won’t let anyone cut your hair, that includes yourself.” The dark black pupils burned with a fiery dominance. Wen Feng Jin locked his eyes onto Wang Xiao Mie and grabbed vigorously at the pair of scissors in his hand.

Wang Xiao Mie had no choice but to let Wen Feng Jin take the scissors away and let this strangely stubborn man hug him and stroke his long dark hair. 

Wen Feng Jin then kissed the top of his head.

“Getting a haircut is a very common thing. Didn’t you see all the men on the street have short hair…” Wang Xiao Mie mumbled.

“I don’t agree. Furthermore, they are not the person I care about.” Wen Feng Jin repeated in a threatening tone, “You’re not allowed to cut your hair or let anyone else touch it. Otherwise, I won’t hesitate to do something to them.”

“….” Wang Xiao Mie was still unconvinced but there was a small sense of joy, seeing how the man said he cared for him.

Wang Xiao Mie condemned himself for being soft-hearted even as he snuggled his nose into the man’s neck, taking in the bitter fragrance emitted by him.

“Do you understand?” Wen Feng Jin frowned as he continued stroking his hair.

“I got it!” Wang Xiao Mie exclaimed, “Tyrant!”

Wen Feng Jin stayed silent even after being called a tyrant.

And so, their first outing was a complete failure. They stayed at home for the next two days. During which, Wen Feng Jin studied modern Chinese, traffic rules, how to use money, etc.

Lei Jie called and asked how they were adapting and also informed them that the items had been auctioned and the money would be transferred to them in the afternoon.

To celebrate, Wang Xiao Mie searched for the best restaurant on his phone and planned to take Wen Feng Jin there.

Before leaving, he had also written down the important phone numbers in a pocketbook for Wen Feng Jin to take with him.

When everything was ready, they left with masks covering their faces.

But…

With Wen Feng Jin’s distinctive eyebrows and long silver locks, they were still being photographed by passersby thinking that they were some famous celebrities or cosplayers.

Fortunately, this time their destination was a high-end restaurant rather than the mall. The crowd behind them scattered as soon as they entered the building.

This restaurant had private cubicles for each table and the service was exceptional. Even Wen Feng Jin’s appearance did not attract unnecessary looks from the waiters.

A young waitress in uniform came to greet them, “Welcome. Would you like a table for two? Do you have a reservation?”

“Yes.” Wang Xiao Mie showed her his reservation on his mobile.

The waitress confirmed his reservation and brought them to a private room upstairs where Wang Xiao Mie ordered the dishes with great enthusiasm. 

After the waitress left, Wang Xiao Mie pulled off his mask and breathed.

Wen Feng Jin did the same and although he was still silent, his mood had improved a lot.

“It is said on the internet that the food here is light and the ingredients are always fresh. Their vegetable and meatball soup is a must-try! And the bass is also recommended by many!”

“As long as you like it.”

After the scuffle with Yan Chun, Wang Xiao Mie’s body had become more alive, just like Wen Feng Jin’s. As the weather had gotten hotter, he was even sweating.

Wen Feng Jin saw the droplets on his nose and gently wiped them off for him. 

“Is it very hot?”

“En. It is in the beginning. After all, I’m keeping this long hair in such weather.” Wang Xiao Mie used his sleeve to wipe his forehead. He looked up and said, “This room has air-conditioning, it should get cooler in a bit.” 

“I’m going to the washroom, you coming?”

Wen Feng Jin shook his head.

Wang Xiao Mie went to the toilet alone. He washed his hands and face with cool water and when he was trying to pull out a tissue from the dispenser, someone patted him on the back.

Wang Xiao Mie had water in his eyes and could only squint while turning back to look at the person. He saw a blurry silhouette of a man waving to him apologetically, “I’m so sorry. I saw you have long hair and thought it was a girl who had entered the wrong toilet. Haha, my apologies.”

“Oh, it’s alright.” Wang Xiao Mie wiped his face and did not think much of it. Men with such long hair were rare and easily mistaken.

After returning to the table, he sat lazily next to Wen Feng Jin and began to dig in. He picked up the chopsticks and grabbed at the food.

Wen Feng Jin suddenly pinched at a small piece of his clothes on the shoulder. He frowned and said, “Who did you meet just now?”

“What?” Wang Xiao Mie had just bitten into a piece of fried shrimp and the tail was sticking out his mouth as he talked.

Wen Feng Jin looked at the funny picture and smiled. He loosened his clothes and flicked the spot with his fingers like sweeping away dust.

“It’s nothing, we’ll talk about it when you’re done eating.”

The ignorant Wang Xiao Mie continued stuffing his mouth with food but he did not forget to serve Wen Feng Jin as well.

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After they were done with the meal, Wen Feng Jin picked up the teapot and poured it into a cup. He handed it to Wang Xiao Mie and said, “Someone wants to keep track of you.”

Wang Xiao Mie was stunned.

“Ha? Track me? Why?!”

“I’m not sure. This is not done by someone ordinary, but he’s also not difficult to deal with.” Wen Feng Jin sipped his tea, “He probably sensed something different about you and wanted to make sure.”

Wang Xiao Mie widened his eyes, “Is it a demon hunter? Did he discover that I’m a big dumpling?!”

“No, there’s no such thing as a demon hunter.” Wen Feng Jin laughed, “They’re all craftsmen with peculiar skills. I’ve already broken his tool. When we leave tonight, he will definitely follow.”

Wang Xiao Mie’s fear was increasing, “They all do this?”

Wen Feng Jin smirked, “Yes. They all lack intelligence.”

“…..”

Wang Xiao Mie did not expect that they would be discovered so soon. His butt couldn’t stay seated on the chair and his fingers were curled up. The word ‘scared’ was clearly labeled over his face.

Like a scaredy-cat, Wang Xiao Mie just wanted to nestle into Wen Feng Jin’s arms.

And hence, Wang Xiao Mie was in a cold sweat all the way till night time. When they left the restaurant, he had held tightly onto Wen Feng Jin’s hand and kept turning his head like an owl to see if anyone was following them.

Seeing his frightened appearance, Wen Feng Jin was secretly smiling.

Once they entered a small alley, Wen Feng Jin patted Wang Xiao Mie’s head and turned around.

“Alright, here he comes.”

“W, What?” Wang Xiao Mie stared unblinkingly at the alley entrance.

Just as his words landed, a silhouette appeared against the light. Wang Xiao Mie realized that he was the man he had met at the washroom. 

The man narrowed his eyes and he had something in his hand. 

He suddenly laughed, “Hmph! A strange scent emits from you two, I’m sure you’re not simple humans. I’m a true disciple of the Zheng Jing Ba Ben, you’d better surrender obediently!”

Wang Xiao Mie who had never been exposed to such things was shivering while Wen Feng Jin only sneered.

When the man heard his sarcastic smile, he turned red and took out a small black iron pestle and began to perform a ritual.

“Ho! Shining White Crane’s Wings!”

“Ho! Black Tiger’s Heart!”

“Ho! Great Hawk Wings Spreading!”

He made a final pose and yelled, “Hah! Die!”

The man charged at them. Wen Feng Jin pushed Wang Xiao Mie to one side and slightly lifted his leg.

Swish

The moment his leg moved, the man coming at them screamed as he was tossed into the air. After spinning 360 degrees, he landed straight into the trash can.

Wang Xiao Mie: “…”

Wen Feng Jin: “All bark and no bite.”

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Chapter 41

Editor & Proofreader: KitKat

“This is a mobile phone. It can be used to communicate with people thousands of miles away and also order takeout. Oh right, ‘takeout’ is having someone deliver food to you…”

“These are instruction manuals to the home appliances. Well, I also bought several children’s books from the mall. I think you’ll need them. Here’s a poster of one hundred Chinese characters. You probably won’t be able to understand modern Chinese, do you…”

“Here are some clothes Xiao Luo and I bought. These are canned food and snacks.”

“Oh right, there’s also this card! It’s under my name and there’s half a million yuan in it. I know it’s a drop in the bucket compared to Liao Yue but just take it first. The pin is …”

Lei Jie was teaching Wang Xiao Mie about the household items with motherly care and patience while Xiao Luo was showing Wen Feng Jin how to use the TV, refrigerator, washing machine, etc.

Wen Feng Jin half-closed his eyes and folded his arms, ignoring him in disinterest.

Of course, if it was Wang Xiao Mie doing the explanation, he would be happy to listen about all these strange items while cuddling with him.

But now?

The Dark Lord was staring at a sweating Xiao Luo who thought that his explanation was not good enough and had begun to redo the whole presentation.

Wen Feng Jin: Hmph.

Xiao Luo: ……. Is he looking down on me? Sob! It must be so!

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On the other side.

Wang Xiao Mie was nodding to Lei Jie, “Ok, I got it.” He took over the card and phones which he switched on with ease. Lei Jie watched in astonishment as he began downloading apps.

‘Yo! He’s even having pesticides and chicken!’

(TN: I did not know this but strangely, these are slangs referring to when one plays the mobile games Honor of Kings and Battlegrounds respectively.)

If Lei Jie wasn’t looking, Wang Xiao Mie would’ve already logged on to his account and gone on a spending spree!

“You’re a quick learner!” Lei Jie praised him earnestly.

Wang Xiao Mie, who was originally from the modern era, smiled gleefully with pride, making Lei Jie forget the fact that he was actually a big dumpling and gave his head a gentle pat.

Although Wang Xiao Mie had a calm and mature appearance, his high spirited ways tended to make him seem like a silly little puppy, earning the trust and pampering of others.

“You don’t have to worry about us. We’ll get used to it soon, don’t underestimate the wisdom of the ancients,” Wang Xiao Mie said and Lei Jie smiled at him.

“Alright, you guys should rest up for today. As for those…” She pointed to the parcel on the floor, “I will quickly deal with the treasures from the tomb. Once I receive the money, I will transfer everything to your card.”

Wang Xiao Mie was stunned. “Why?”

Lei Jie shrugged. “You’ve already given me the Liao Yue Sword. To me, it’s the greatest treasure of all. I’m a swordsmith and would even be willing to give my life to find legendary weapons in underground tombs. Now, not only did I get to see the treasure, but I also get to keep it. It’s not good to be greedy lest you risk losing yourself.”

“Anyway, it’s never enough no matter how much I repay you,” Lei Jie patted Wang Xiao Mie on the shoulder, “To tell you the truth, I don’t think of you two as zombies or monsters. I think we can be friends. By the way, send my thanks to that guy over there regarding the sword.”

“Ok.” Wang Xiao Mie nodded. Facing Lei Jie’s smile, Wang Xiao Mie could feel that there was still goodness in this world. 

There are good and bad people. If fate permits, even if you live deep in darkness, these rays of light will still reach you.

Seeing his master gesturing to him, Xiao Luo, who was on the verge of tears having to talk to Wen Feng Jin, dashed out like he was running away from a fire. Lei Jie grabbed the bag of treasures and waved goodbye to Wang Xiao Mie.

“We’ll be going then. Call us if you need anything. It’s that button. And remember to charge your phone,” Lei Jie pointed at the charging cable and Wang Xiao Mie nodded. 

Before leaving with Xiao Luo, she looked at Wen Feng Jin standing behind Wang Xiao Mie and gave a humble nod to the tomb master who had maintained his noble demeanor from the moment they first met.

When the front gate closed, Wang Xiao Mie could finally loosen up.

His eyes twinkled as he jumped into Wen Feng Jin’s arms. 

“Weee! I finally have a phone! Ha ha ha. I finally have the internet!!! I’m gonna play all the games I missed, watch all the anime I haven’t watched!”

“And I’ll order lots and lots of milk tea, hamburgers, Coke, fried chicken, shrimps, and there’s more! We have so much money now, we can travel all over the world, to places we’ve never seen before!”

The jubilant Wang Xiao Mie laid in Wen Feng Jin’s arms, chirping away excitedly with his arms around Wen Feng Jin’s neck and his legs swinging up and down.

Wen Feng Jin was holding on to his butt, smiling with him.

“Oh but wait, I almost forgot to ask, can I even eat those?” Wang Xiao Mie lowered his head and asked Wen Feng Jin, looking like a puppy waiting for a snack. And Wen Feng Jin felt like he could even see the imaginary pair of ears drooping, were he to say ‘no’.

“You can,” said Wen Feng Jin.

Instantly, the pair of expectant eyes sparkled and the non-existent ears stood up. If he had a tail, it would have shook like a propeller and carried him off into the sky. 

Wang Xiao Mie let go of Wen Feng Jin’s neck and shook his hips in a hysterical laugh then went back to his phone and frenziedly tapped the screen to order his food.

“Milk tea, fried chicken, Coke, shrimps, burger! Miee heh heh heh— Wan wan wan!”

Carrying Wang Xiao Mie in this position, Wen Feng Jin had full access to his sprightly little butt. He did not know what those dishes were but seeing Wang Xiao Mie’s joy, he couldn’t help but smile with him.

“Xiao Mie, no barking.”

“Wan wan wan.”

“Hm hm…” Wen Feng Jin let out a hoarse and sexy chuckle. 

He looked at his surroundings– the buildings, the cars, the weird appliances, they were largely different from where he came from. 

But having this little mad man in his arms, everything was a lot easier to adapt to.

And of course, there was no way Wen Feng Jin could get used to all this at once. Even Captain America felt out of place after sleeping for seventy years, what’s that compared to Wen Feng Jin staying underground for over a thousand years?

On the way here, Wang Xiao Mie looked at the flow of traffic and referred to themselves as two ancient relics that were just unearthed. That sentence could not have been more apt!

…..

That night, Wang Xiao Mie took a bath with Wen Feng Jin simply because he was worried Wen Feng Jin would not know how to turn on the hot water. When they were together in the bathroom, Wen Feng Jin saw his butt naked little dumpling and was tempted to do something. Just as he reached out…

A purple shower gel was squeezed into his palm.

Wen Feng Jin: “……What is this?”

Wang Xiao Mie: “Hm? Didn’t you want some soap? Or did you want shampoo?”

Wen Feng Jin: “…..”

“Oh, I get it!” Thinking that he knew what his hubby wanted, Wang Xiao Mie changed their position. He sat behind Wen Feng Jin and had him lean back against his chest. He then chucked half a bottle of shampoo onto his head. “You don’t know how to use shampoo, do you? It’s very easy to use, I’ll show you this time.”

With that, he held down Wen Feng Jin’s head and scrubbed vigorously.

Wen Feng Jin sighed as foam covered up his face.

“Ai! Don’t lower your head. The foam will get in your eyes,” as soon as he said that, Wen Feng Jin felt a stabbing pain in his left eye. The fragrance and irritation made him close his left eye.

With his right eye, he saw Wang Xiao Mie frantically go to take a towel and gently wipe his left eye. 

In the steamy atmosphere, Wang Xiao Mie became flustered after he cleaned off the white foam because there was not a trace of displeasure on that beautiful yet domineering face. The one eye that could open was looking up at him with immeasurable adoration.

Despite how much it hurt, he believed this person would always look at him the same way.

“…..”

Wang Xiao Mie lowered his head, puckered his lips, and placed them on Wen Feng Jin’s.

Under the hazy and aromatic vapor, they nibbled as the plump and soft lips touched and when they separated, it left an enchanting aftertaste… 

And …

Wondrous sweetness.

Wang Xiao Mie raised his head and covered his face but he was not able to hide his flushing red ears. Wen Feng Jin hooked his lips and closed his eyes. He leaned on his lover’s belly and let go of his guard, showing his vulnerability.

This is already a dream fulfilled. If I can be by his side, this is satisfactory…… But I can’t help but be greedy,’ Wen Feng Jin thought as his hands reached into the water, causing a splash along the edge of the bathtub.

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After washing, Wang Xiao Mie made Wen Feng Jin change into nightgowns before he excitedly brought him to the table full of his favorite food that he had ordered.

Wen Feng Jin frowned at the excessive and overbearing smell.

In fact, since ancient times, people were already health-conscious about what they ate. Wen Feng Jin normally had a very light diet with no oil and minimal salt. Luckily, he did not require food to survive and hence, put down his chopsticks after only a few bites.

Wang Xiao Mie who was immersed in his little world of delicious food did not notice. After filling his stomach, he shifted his attention to his phone. He wanted to listen to music, play games, watch movies, etc.

He just wished he could split himself up and plunge into these addictions.

Time passed and Wang Xiao Mie who was still deeply engrossed in his game suddenly had his eyes covered. He screamed in surprise. When he turned back, he saw Wen Feng Jin looking at him with a gloomy expression.

Initially, he had an urge to lash out. But when he saw Wen Feng Jin’s ice-cold stare, he completely erased that thought and asked in a softer tone, “What, what is it?”

“It’s late.”

Boss Wen was looking at him with a stern face.

Wang Xiao Mie sobered up and looked out the window. The sky was pitch black and the room had turned dark. He was lying in the coffin not knowing how or when he got in. He looked at the time and gosh, it was almost morning! Only then did he realize that his phone was hot and almost out of battery.

And worst of all, he was so addicted to the game that he had completely ignored Wen Feng Jin…

He looked at the man carrying the scary expression on his face and felt somewhat guilty. He went back to society and, like a fish in water, got carried away doing his own things while leaving out Wen Feng Jin who had come here for the first time. And he even patiently sat by his side all this time…

Thinking back, Wen Feng Jin did not eat much at dinner either. The taste was probably not to his liking…

Wang Xiao Mie’s guilt was multiplying.

He placed the phone on the floor outside the coffin– which they had decided to put inside a study with a spacious balcony and french windows.

“I was wrong…” Wang Xiao Mie pursed his lips. He lowered his head but kept his puppy eyes looking up at Wen Feng Jin, doing his best to sell meng, “Are you angry with mieee?”

Wen Feng Jin was still sulking and refused to speak, clearly indicating that he was angry. He glared at the thing called ‘phone’ and his likeability of it was now a perfect zero!

Wang Xiao Mie bumped his head into Wen Feng Jin’s chest and lightly rubbed back and forth.

“I was wrong. I was wrong, I was wrong…”

Wen Feng Jin’s wooden face did not last even a minute before he finally smiled.

The little dumpling caught it and giggled back at him. His hair now resembled a chicken coop due to the rubbing which he continued to shamelessly do against Wen Feng Jin’s neck and face.

Eventually, the misbehaving head was held down by Wen Feng Jin. He curled his finger and gave his forehead a knock. Smiling, he said, “Alright, it’s time to sleep.”

“Ok!”

Wang Xiao Mie settled down in the coffin and clung to Wen Feng Jin like a bug. As he took in the bitter medicinal fragrance from his body, his perverse hands slipped into his clothes and nestled on Wen Feng Jin’s chest.

With his memories restored, the invisible barrier between them had disappeared completely. The two of them now shared a mutual understanding like that of an old couple.

They hugged each other and fell into a dreamless slumber.

IHSC Chapter 40

Chapter 40

Editor & Proofreader: KitKat

Lei Jie went mad by just hugging the sword. 

Beep beep beep!!! Liao Yue! F**k! It’s really you! Give it to me!!! Beep beep beep!!! Liao Yue!!! Ahhhh!!!”

Xiao Luo looked at his master’s maniacal laughter and smacked his forehead.

Have you ever seen someone winning the five million yuan lottery? His master’s craziness was like someone winning a hundred million yuan!

“Liao Yue AHHHH! I can’t take it anymore!!! I need some heart medicine! It’s mine! Liao Yue, you’re mine!!! Ohhhh god, I can’t take it anymore! Ahhh! I’m willing to be your slave!!! Ah ha haha!!!”

Lei Jie hugged the sword and continued to moan and rave ecstatically. Like a bride on her wedding day (and night), she was bursting with enthusiasm and fulfillment!

For the sword, let alone help them to live on the surface, she was willing to help even if they wanted to live in the sky!

…..

Wen Feng Jin and Wang Xiao Mie ordered Muji (#7), a monster who could consume minerals and produce a liquid that would form a sturdy stone wall, to reinforce the damaged areas. He was also ordered to forage for Zhen Bei’s strange weapon.

Wen Feng Jin said that this weapon was very special. This was how Zhen Bei could injure Mu Yi and the others to break into their chamber. That’s right, Zhen Bei did not just sneak back in, he charged right through and almost killed Mu Yi to Mu Shi. It was thanks to Wen Feng Jin giving them his blood in time that they could survive.

Wang Xiao Mie frowned, “One person against the ten of them, Zhen Bei is really something.”

Wen Feng Jin shook his head. He took the long hammer-like weapon and clutched its handle. Aiming at one of Mu Liu’s broken tentacles, he gave it a quick slash. It was just a normal attack but the tentacle made a sizzling sound and instantly turned to ashes!

Wang Xiao Mie: ….. ‘Something that could turn physical attacks into magical attacks really exists!! I couldn’t have transmigrated into some weird world, could I?!’

“This is a mysterious weapon that has been customized. According to my memories, only that old man was capable of creating this. Although I don’t know how he got this, whoever he got it from is no ordinary human,” said Wen Feng Jin.

But very soon, this issue was cast to the back of Wang Xiao Mie’s brain to accommodate something more disturbing. After they had packed a few items for the road, Wen Feng Jin told Mu San to carry their coffin to the surface.

The act not only baffled the eccentric Lei Jie who was acting as their guide but Wang Xiao Mie was also shocked silly.

“Wait! Why are you moving the coffin?! We don’t have space for that where we’re going!! Besides, it’s not like they don’t have beds on the surface.”

“No.” Wen Feng Jin was unexpectedly stubborn.

“Shixiong and I have been sleeping in this coffin for a thousand years, we can’t give that up.”

“…..”

“It’s not like we’re not coming back…” Wang Xiao Mie looked at the coffin and made one final struggle.

But Wen Feng Jin only shook his head and said, “…..No, this coffin is the best.”

“…..”

If there was ever a need, Wang Xiao Mie felt that Wen Feng Jin would be the most suitable spokesperson for people who could not sleep in an unfamiliar bed with the slogan: ‘Wherever you go, just bring along your favorite coffin (bed).’

It seemed like in this life he would not be able to escape the fate of having to sleep in a coffin. 

A tear fell silently.

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With no other choice, Lei Jie had to switch the Land Rover she drove to a mini truck to fit the queen size coffin. 

…And this brings us back to where the story left off.

After dropping Zhen Bei at this place to be sentenced, they left the town. In order to avoid unwanted attention, they traveled non-stop along the countryside for two days and finally reached Lei Jie’s house in city B.

Trucks were not uncommon in these parts. After all, this was not a place of commerce. More often than not, there would be online deliveries of furniture for the residents. Most importantly, the reason why someone like Lei Jie would choose to live here was that the neighbors were also people of shady background. No one would be bothered about another’s business.

The only rule here was mutual non-interference.

The security guard recognized Lei Jie and nimbly opened the gate. Lei Jie could finally relax once they arrived at the villa. She said to her fellow passengers of three days, “Here we are. Let’s get unpacked quickly.”

She then jumped out of the truck and opened the door for Wang Xiao Mie and Wen Feng Jin.

“Don’t worry, it’s absolutely safe here. This house will be left to you for future use. There’s a lot of privacy here, no one will ask you anything personal. But that coffin of yours…”

“If I’m not wrong, it was made with a type of precious wood. It’s heavier than steel, we can’t lift it by ourselves. Do you want me to have someone move it for you?” Lei Jie asked attentively.

Wang Xiao Mie heard her and excitedly crossed his fingers and began chanting in his head, ‘I want to sleep on a bed. I want to sleep on a bed. I want to sleep on a bed.’

To his dismay, Wen Feng Jin shook his head and said, “There’s no need.” 

He then went to the back and opened the door like how Xiao Luo had shown him before, exposing the coffin covered with a white cloth.

Wen Feng Jin raised his hand and a roar blasted through the air as his sleeves began to flap under a non-existent wind!

Wen Feng Jin placed his palm on the coffin and, like a magnet, the one-ton coffin was attached to his hand and lifted off as though it was weightless styrofoam! 

Despite having his hope squashed, Wang Xiao Mie was amazed at what Wen Feng Jin did. It was like those martial artists using their internal force in those movies he used to watch!

Wen Feng Jin who was carrying the queen-sized coffin like a plastic bag looked at the petrified three and frowned. “Stop standing there. Move aside, it’s quite heavy.”

“…..”

“…..”

They ran to the door and opened it for him. Wang Xiao Mie followed behind Wen Feng Jin and carefully guided him up the steps. They had to be careful since their ‘bed’ was so heavy it might destroy the marble floor.

Xiao Luo lagged behind them and quietly tugged at his master’s shoulder, “Shibo.”

Lei Jie looked back at him, “What?”

Xiao Luo secretly whispered to her, “Shibo, should we be doing this? Look at how powerful he is. They’re thousand-year-old zombies. What if they have a sudden craving for blood and human flesh? And then those they bite will turn into zombies which will then infect others… Eventually, in just one night, everyone in this city will turn into zombies!!! What will we do then?!!! We will become the sinners that doomed humanity!!!”

After listening to him, Lei Jie replied in a whisper, “Xiao Luo…”

“Did you… watch ‘Train to Busan’ behind my back?! I told you to stop watching those zombies movies! Now look at you what you’ve become! Sigh… it’s hopeless, just hopeless.”

Xiao Luo: ‘I’m not the one overthinking this! My Shibo has already been brainwashed by them! This must be it!!’ 

*Sob sob.*