After the Pretend Aloof Master Overturned His Cart - Chapter 7

There was no daytime in the Bafang Region; it was forever a boundless and shoreless dark night, relying solely on the variations of the blood moon to represent the passing of time.

The Senro Beast-Bone Palace was a massive palace constructed from countless animal bones. At this moment, the red light of the nearly full moon shot through the crevices into the center, reflecting the already spacious main hall to appear even more eerie, cold, and desolate.

Just as Ji Yunlang sat down, the bone dragon coiled around the roof beams suspended its torso down, its hard skeletal head intimately rubbing against his leg.

He gave a kick to the dragon head, saying in puzzlement, “You hang up there every single day, wouldn’t you grow together with these bones?”

Hearing this, the bone dragon began to spin circles around him, its four claws grasping the back of the chair, its long dragon torso winding entirely up over it, enveloping Ji Yunlang along with the chair, demonstrating its flexible torso to him.

Seeing that it was so capable of coiling, Ji Yunlang thought of something. Reaching out his hand, he grasped its head, “Wait until I capture him, to thoroughly teach you how to tie a person up.”

The bone dragon: ?

A voice drifted out gloomily from the side, “Sister-in-law, who exactly do you want to tie up?”

Without even turning his head, Ji Yunlang directly drew his sword and crossed it over his neck, “Husheng, do you dare try calling me that again?”

“Don’t be angry.”

The youth named Husheng looked to be only thirteen or fourteen years old. His hair was tied up randomly, wearing a set of black clothes, his features vital and fluid, looking at him with a beaming smile.

Ji Yunlang held his sword without moving, so Husheng had to drill out from beneath his sword on his own accord, sitting cross-legged in front of him, and asking, “You’ve only been gone for a few days. In the past, you always had to stay for ten days to half a month; how did you return so quickly this time?”

Ji Yunlang put away his sword, giving him a glare, “You manage me?”

“Could it be that you were driven out by that wife of yours whom you hid as a beauty in a golden house?”

Ji Yunlang let out a he sound, ignoring him.

A trace of slyness flashed across the youth’s eyes, smiling to reveal two tiger teeth, “Splendid! Then my big brother will have an opportunity!”

“Even if I were killed by that wife whom I hid as a beauty in a golden house, he still wouldn’t have an opportunity.”

A food container materialized in Ji Yunlang’s hand, stuffed into his embrace, “Go eat your food, roll out.”

Husheng’s eyes brightened. Taking the food container and placing it onto the ground, he opened the lid. Looking at the flashy but insubstantial, delicate pastries inside, he said with disappointment, “How is there so little this time?”

“There are noodles down at the bottom.”

“That is also so little,” Husheng covered the food container, saying with dislike. “At a glance it doesn’t look like it was made for me to eat; you wouldn’t have brought your wife’s food over to give to me, right?”

Hearing this, Ji Yunlang paused. Expressionlessly standing up, spiritual light flashed at his fingertips, taking the food container back: “Eat it or don’t eat it.”

“My goodness”

Husheng lay straight down onto the ground, looking up at the dark red moon in the sky to sigh.

“Normally you have nobody to feel bad for you, not to mention new injuries piling onto old injuries. Now your wife isn’t even willing to eat your food anymore; wouldn’t that mean my big brother wins until he’s numb?”

If he hadn’t spoken of it, Ji Yunlang wouldn’t have thought about his own injuries. Now that he spoke of it like this, the places that should hurt began to hurt together.

The shallower wounds had already formed scabs, yet those heavily injured positions were still dripping blood. It was merely that he was used to smelling the blood-aura, and was also used to that kind of pain sensation, so for a time he surprisingly hadn’t thought about treating them.

He didn’t manage Husheng who was lying on the ground, walking into the inner palace. Husheng scrambled up in a wisp of smoke, taking the medicine chest from the side and following him inside.

While he treated the wounds, Husheng sat onto the ground again to watch him, baring his teeth and distorting his face as he watched, as if those injuries were growing on his own body.

“Treat yourself a bit better; don’t run out to look for your wife every single day, not even knowing when you might die on the Wuchang Bridge… what’s more, my big brother will feel bad.”

“If you don’t shut your mouth again, I will cut off your tongue.”

Ji Yunlang felt annoyed in his heart. He was already injured to this extent, yet Jiang Zhou had run away, which made him feel that he himself was exceptionally miserable.

The moment he got injured, he wanted to go swing around in front of Jiang Zhou, wanting to make him feel bad. But Jiang Zhou would only take advantage of a person’s peril, seizing the opportunity to finish him off.

He had only proactively exposed a heavy injury in front of Jiang Zhou once—to a half-dead degree—and when he returned home, he plunged straight into his embrace.

At that time, his heart was full of anticipation to see even a single shred of heartache from his Master’s eyes. If he could also help him treat his wounds, that would be even better.

But after Jiang Zhou learned he was injured to this extent, in the next instant, he extended both hands to tightly strangle his neck.

Ji Yunlang was filled with disbelief. Amidst rage and suffocation, he counter-restrained him, carrying his injuries to give Jiang Zhou the coarsest punishment. The fresh blood soaked through the bed planks, and the two came close to losing half their lives together.

And this Master of his, who had always not loved to make sounds, throughout that entire match of near-abuse love affairs, from the beginning to the end, his mouth kept calling another man’s name.

A man who had already died thoroughly and rotted down in the ground.

Ji Yunlang was afraid that if he continued thinking down along this path, he wouldn’t be able to resist going right now to upturn the entire Immortal Continent, binding Jiang Zhou up with five flowers to capture him back, locking him in the Senro Beast-Bone Palace, putting on the chains of a slave, and letting him prostrate on the ground forever to please him.

Jiang Zhou was a scoundrel and a liar. Daring to toy with his emotions, he shouldn’t blame him for using the most cruel method to destroy him.

Husheng saw that he had only wrapped the bandages halfway when he forcefully gripped and snapped them, a deep dark fire burning up in his eyes. Letting out a sigh, he stepped forward to pry his hands open, bandaging him himself.

“You are hating your wife again? I truly am unable to understand you—whether you exactly love her or hate her. Frying food for her, accompanying her to sleep, yet she still treats you with a love-it-or-leave-it attitude. If a woman’s love cannot be obtained, then consider a man; my big brother”

His three sentences never strayed from his big brother. Ji Yunlang furrowed his brows with irritability, “Can you not keep mentioning your big brother? I haven’t even seen him.”

“My big brother is the savior of both of our lives! Can an act of kindness be forgotten just because we haven’t seen him?” Husheng used the bandages to wrap his wounds, leading his recollection for the countless-and-first time back to those things that he didn’t even know were true or false.

“Back then, you had half a layer of skin stripped off, already fainting and dying into a blood-person. They set up a fire wanting to roast you, and I was thrown right beside you.”

“Those few people were crazed with hunger, wanting to eat you—the big one—first, treating me as a post-meal dessert. You were set up, the fire burning half of your body. My big brother descended like a divine soldier precisely at that time, a nimble flip of his body delivering you out from the fire while holding you, and following that, his hand rose and his knife fell to slice those few people’s legs off cleanly right from the kneebones.”

Husheng’s palm fiercely made a downward chopping movement, “He placed you to the side, and then lifting his knife and grabbing a person, he began to strip their skin, tearing it completely clean from the top of the head downward. The other people dragged their half-sections of legs exerting all their strength to crawl outward. After he finished stripping one, he went to catch another; when it arrived at the very last one, he didn’t spare them at all, feeding them all to that large tiger of his.”

Husheng finished bandaging him and sat down cross-legged, “Big brother was entirely in black, his knife was entirely in black, and his large tiger was also entirely in black. Big brother didn’t prepare to manage me, holding you to sit onto the tiger’s back to walk outward. I cried to beg him yet he ignored me. I was still tied up, my mouth being the only thing all over my body that could be used, biting the tiger’s tail to stiffly hang on for the whole way, my jawbones almost getting broken from biting.”

“The tiger entered the Senro Beast-Bone Palace. The Leader at that time saw big brother and his legs went entirely limp, crawling over to kowtow to him. Big brother killed him anyway, feeding him whole to the tiger. My jawbones truly were completely sour and couldn’t take it, letting go of my mouth to drop onto the ground. Big brother said my teeth-grip was good and my life was massive, not letting the tiger eat me, and even gave me a name, letting me stay here to accompany you.”

Husheng began to smile, “Big brother truly is good. For however long you slept, he guarded you for that long. The moon filled whole for thirty rounds; he fed you medicine every day. When you couldn’t drink it down, he would deliver it to you mouth by mouth. The expression with which he looked at you was very different. I didn’t understand what it meant back then; it was only over these years when you brought me so many storybooks from the Immortal Continent that I learned that every single sentence of affection written inside them was exactly every single glance big brother cast at you.”

“I also brought you not a few other books, yet you surprisingly only fixed your eyes upon the storybooks,” Ji Yunlang wiped his sword with his head lowered. “I told you long ago to watch those things less. The big brother you speak of becomes more perverted year by year.”

“That is because I have grown up, and understand more and more! What’s more, big brother isn’t a perverted person; big brother is very handsome, majestic, tyrannical, and powerful to an outrageous degree! That bone dragon of yours outside was captured back by him with his bare hands. Just because I fell asleep holding his knife that day, he surprisingly, in order to not wake me up, directly dropped his weapons and went out the door… In any case, from the moment he gave me a name, I have been his person for a lifetime! Big brother is the best; he is my big brother destined by fate!”

Ji Yunlang put away his sword, “Is a name that important?”

“Of course!” Husheng leapt off the bed, extracted a book from the book box, and flipped the page to thrust it in front of his eyes, “Look, it says here that everyone’s name has an implied meaning, and the person who gives the name must be very important to oneself, and what’s more”

Before his words finished speaking, a surge of scorching heat climbed up along his palm, and the book directly burned into ashes within his hand.

Husheng immediately leapt up to shake his hand, shaking off the scalding ashes, “What’s wrong again? Just talking about a name can make you unhappy. Your name is quite good; you weren’t named something like Dog Egg or Smelly Treasure. The person who gave you a name must have liked you very much.”

Ji Yunlang let out a cold sneer, “He doesn’t like me at all.”

“He certainly likes you! I’ve read so many books, and know even more than you do. If I say he likes you, then he likes you!”

Ji Yunlang flicked a clump of fire toward his book box, “Those books of yours are all the ones left over from what I read when I was a child.”

The top of the book box caught fire. Husheng hurriedly pounced to extinguish the fire, cradling the book box in his embrace, “You talk nonsense! Those are all just like new books. When you were a child you certainly couldn’t flip past three pages. What’s more, many of the characters you taught me to write were wrong. Admit it, you just don’t know as much as I do!”

Ji Yunlang stopped making sounds, walking out of the inner palace with a dark face, and even delivered a kick to the door.

His characters were taught to him by Jiang Zhou to write since childhood; only when he grew up did he learn they were entirely wrong characters possessing problems from the character shapes to the stroke orders.

What kind of genius; Jiang Zhou was just a fool.

His Master brought him to read books, yet he himself fell asleep flipping the book first, and still requested that he finish reading to hand a copy of reading insights up.

He took those practiced wrong characters that didn’t make any damn sense to hand up to clear the assignment. His Master surprisingly put on a profoundly deep appearance to read from the beginning to the end, reviewing with a single character, “Good.”

It was a credit to the fact that Jiang Zhou normally didn’t interact with people, having no opportunity to leak his stuffing. Otherwise, sooner or later he would lose face to the entire Immortal Continent.

Ji Yunlang suddenly felt a bit of regret. Over these five years he hadn’t forced Jiang Zhou to write characters and read books to hand up reading insights and experiences; otherwise, his Master certainly would have begged to kiss and entangle passionately with him to evade those dry tortures.

Thinking up to this point, a thread of a vicious smile hooked up at the corner of his lips. Jiang Zhou had best not be found by him too quickly; otherwise, he would make him read ten books a month, and write ten pieces of reading insights of over a thousand characters each, strictly not allowing any wrong characters.