Ch15 - A beauty adjusting the light

Did he go into the wrong room?

Why was Ling Fengxiao here?

The Big Miss was waiting for me?

This matter was much more serious than walking into the wrong room, because Lin Shu didn’t know why the Big Miss was waiting for him, and was very clear on the fact that there was a limit to the Big Miss’ patience; after waiting for a long time, she would lose her temper again.

He hesitated for a moment, and asked, “You were looking for me?”

Ling Fengxiao: “Otherwise?”

Lin Shu: “… What is it?”

Ling Fengxiao poked the candle wick with a silver needle, and the flame immediately flared to life.

Under the light, a beauty wore traditional Chinese robes, lightly adjusting the light. Even looking at it from the perspective of Lin Shu’s barren aesthetic, it was incomparably beautiful.

However, the protagonist in this scene was the Big Miss, and everything is a different matter altogether.

He began to think about whether he had provoked Ling Fengxiao, making this person come to force him to confess his crimes late at night.

Now, he was very clean and well-groomed. It shouldn’t make Ling Fengxiao feel like she had dirtied her eyes, similar to the time in the ghost town.

He also wasn’t as noisy as Yue Ruohe, disturbing Ling Fengxiao’s ears.

Could it be that his agreement with Yue Ruohe to “not play with Ling Fengxiao” had been seen through?

But it wasn’t like Ling Fengxiao would have wanted to play with them.

“I have something to ask you.” Just as Lin Shu was thinking wildly, Ling Fengxiao rapped her knuckles against the table and said that.

Lin Shu obeyed. “En.”

“Your village…” Ling Fengxiao said. “Ten years ago, was there anything special?

— It turned out not to be a violent criticism.

Lin Shu answered truthfully: “Nothing is hidden…”

Ling Fengxiao raised her brows, looking like she was listening carefully.

“I’m a fool.” Lin Shu suddenly blurted out.

Ling Fengxiao: “…”

Lin Shu looked at Ling Fengxiao pressing her finger against the scabbard at her waist again: “…”

He wanted to swallow his own tongue.

He didn’t know why, but whenever he was faced with Ling Fengxiao, he was more nervous than when talking to other people. A moment of carelessness, and his mind drowned.

Ling Fengxiao pressed against her scabbard, stroking the engraved markings, and darkly said: “Are you treating me as an idiot?”

“No,” Lin Shu explained with a sincere attitude. “I used to be a fool.”

“You’re not very smart now,” Ling Fengxiao said coldly. “So, you’re trying to say, you didn’t know what happened?”

Lin Shu nodded.

He really didn’t know.

“It’s me being ignorant and ill-informed…” Ling Fengxiao’s voice was not as crisp and sweet as those of Ling Baoqing’s girls. On the contrary, the texture was very cold, with a slight husky timbre, and it was deliberately slowed down, making people worried and afraid.

Only to hear: “Being able to draw a little star formation, and being not one iota less of an idiot, this is unheard of.”

Big Miss, you found a blind spot.

Lin Shu stood where he stood, wildly thinking of how to get past this problem.

Ling Fengxiao slowly adjusted the candle wick and said, “Continue to spin your story.”

Lin Shu said: “Although I was a fool, one day I was suddenly better.”

Ling Fengxiao flatly said, “That’s really rare.”

Lin Shu continued to spin his story: “I read some books left behind by the village elders, so that’s why I can draw a small star array.”

A smile was on Ling Fengxiao’s face but she wasn’t smiling. “You really are a technical genius.”

Lin Shu couldn’t spin his story any further. “That’s it.”

Ling Fengxiao put down the silver needle and looked at him, not speaking, not moving.

And just when Lin Shu thought he could be lucky enough to pass through the gates, right as the lamp flickered, his right hand was suddenly caught by Ling Fengxiao.

A stream of hot qi came through where their skin met, punching through his own meridians.

His own meridians couldn’t function for days, where on earth was this qi trying to flow to?

Ling Fengxiao’s act was to test his cultivation, but he really did not have any sort of cultivation, and even his meridians were unstable.

Ling Fengxiao frowned slightly, and retrieved her qi.

“With your quality, how did you get mixed up with this school?” Ling Fengxiao said sternly. “What are you trying to do?”

Big Miss, you found yet another blind spot.

Lin Shu said stiffly: “Not trying to do anything, Mr Meng thinks I have a high sensitivity.”

Sorry, Mr Meng, I could only pull you into this.

Otherwise, was he supposed to say he was harmed by modern physics and was re-immortalized by lightning?

He also wanted some face.

Ling Fengxiao looked at him with suspicious eyes. “I’ll forgive you. I don’t think a short sick seedling like you can do anything to harm the academy.”

Lin Shu: “…”

So what if he’s a sick seedling, but to add the word “short”, this person’s mouth was too poisonous.

Ling Fengxiao continued: “Baoqing said that your village could survive in the ghost city because of a sword-qi enchantment. Who keeps the enchantment?”

“An immortal…”

“Of course I know it’s an immortal,” Ling Fengxiao interrupted him. “If you say anymore nonsense, I’ll pluck your tongue out to feed the dog.”

Lin Shu felt very despondent.

When facing other people, he wasn’t fluent in speaking complex sentences. Although he was extremely fluent in his mind, he could only say it little by little out loud.

Just like before, he wanted to express that he was a fool before he became fifteen years old, and recovered afterwards, but his first reaction was to say “I am a fool”. And now, he wanted to say “it was an immortal who accidentally passed by and left”. He had to first say “it was an immortal”, and then slowly add on other information.

However, Ling Fengxiao didn’t seem like she would wait for him to slowly add on. Not only would she not listen, she would also rip his tongue out.

He said: “The immortal passed by the village, left the enchantment and left.”

He didn’t mention the incident of the immortal leaving him in the village. If he said it, Ling Fengxiao would definitely follow up, but he really didn’t know. Why not say one less thing instead of saying one more thing — he might as well not raise it up.

At this time, he noticed that Ling Fengxiao’s expression had relaxed a bit. “So, after the rebellion of Minzhou City was suppressed by the dynasty, although the officials and citizens were killed, the cultivated immortals may not necessarily have died.”

Lin Shu: “Maybe.”

“Anything else?”

Lin Shu: “No.”

“Did that immortal have a name?”

Lin Shu: “Don’t know.”

He was waiting for the Big Miss’ next question, but instead saw Ling Fengxiao rise from her seat and say, “Your words today, if you said a single lie… hm.”

After saying this, the person walked away with their sleeves billowing.

Walking until the door, she stood there for a while, before lightly saying: “Remember to consult Mr Meng and choose a course within three days.”

Lin Shu: “En.”

— This time, she really had gone.

Lin Shu was very confused about Ling Fengxiao’s intention.

It wasn’t until he cleaned up, meditated on the bed, and began to practice breathing techniques, that he suddenly thought of a possibility.

The Big Miss, she wasn’t still searching for her fiance, was she?

— Such a fierce fiancee, it’s unsure who could bear her.

Thinking of Ling Fengxiao insistently wanting to peel his skin and rip his tongue out to feed dogs, he raised 120, 000 points of sympathy for Ling Fengxiao’s fiance, an entity that could either be a human or a ghost.

Brother, you’re better off dead.