Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
Since sensing the emergence of the "Wudao Order," Innocent felt as if he had been trampled by seventy or eighty Unmatched Wretched Women, looking utterly haggard and unable to express his sorrow.
Walking down the street, he no longer possessed his former charm. When familiar faces greeted him, he ignored them, moving like a walking corpse.
The entire city seemed to lose its luster in an instant, and it felt as though his life was nearing its end. The more he thought about it, the sadder and more bitter he became. At his lowest point, he stood in the middle of the street, a once graceful young man now lost in despair, shouting in anger.
“Damn it all!”
After cursing, he bent down and pounded the ground, crying uncontrollably, evoking tears from those who heard him and sorrow from onlookers. It was not merely a branch of pear blossoms crushing the begonia; it was like snowflakes in June competing with Dou E.
An older woman passed by.
“Whose child is this? So pitiful! From the looks of his clothes and demeanor, he must come from a good family. He’s quite handsome too. How could someone have dumped him? Child, stop crying and come with me; I have a daughter at home.”
“Lady, just forget about your daughter; my girl is much prettier than yours,” said a butcher from the side of the street.
“Zheng the butcher here says that even the meat on your beauty could crush this young man. Come to my place; my daughter is truly enchanting.”
...
At this moment, Innocent felt like he wanted to die. What kind of world was this?
Meanwhile, Zuo Dao and his group were walking down the street when Feng Yikong heard a familiar sound of crying carried by the wind. Curious, he followed the sound.
As he approached, he couldn't help but laugh.
“Who am I? Hey, what happened to you? Don’t tell me you got dumped!”
“Dumped? Screw you! I’m the one who does the dumping! When did it become someone else's turn to dump me, Innocent?”
At that moment, Zuo Dao had just caught up and saw a man rising from the ground. He was tall and slender, with red lips and white teeth, possessing striking good looks and captivating eyes, but the tears on his face betrayed him. Putting aside everything else, Zuo Dao couldn't help but admire him inwardly.
"I've never seen a man more beautiful than a woman."
"Death Wind Child, what are you doing here?" Innocent suddenly realized the dire situation he was in. He was doomed; he never expected that his embarrassing moment would be witnessed by Death Wind Child.
Feng Yikong smiled slyly. "I came to accompany the young master."
"The young master?" Upon hearing those words, Innocent instinctively shuddered. Without even glancing at Zuo Dao and the others, he turned to leave, muttering as he walked away.
"I don't know you. I don't know any of you. I don't know any young master. You've all mistaken the wrong person."
Zuo Dao looked at this man, who was more feminine than women and more eccentric than anyone he had ever seen, in astonishment.
"What is going on?"
At that moment, Feng Yikong was nearly laughing out loud, his voice choked with amusement.
"This is my 'The First of the Star Eaters,' one of the Seven Unruly Disciples—Innocent."
"Oh, so that's him." Zuo Dao nodded upon hearing this. He was merely confirming it; after all, with the Wudao Order in hand, any member of the Seven Unruly Disciples nearby would trigger a reaction.
However, looking at Innocent's retreating figure, Zuo Dao wondered how he could run faster than a rabbit. Truly reminiscent of a rabbit lord. Suddenly thinking that this rabbit lord would be one of his own in the future sent a chill running up his spine.
Feng Yikong paid no mind to Innocent's hasty departure.
"Shouldn't we chase after him?" Zuo Dao asked.
"No need, there's only one place he will stay in the entire Great Wind City, especially when he sees you," Feng Yikong said with a mischievous smile.
"What place?"
"The Listening to the Water Pavilion."
"What is that place?"
"You'll find out when you go." Without waiting for Zuo Dao to respond, he led the way.
In no time, Innocent returned to the Listening to the Water Pavilion. Before he could even sit down, a group of charming women surrounded him.
"Hey, Evil Brother, which girl's bed did you sneak into? You're all dirty. Let me help you clean up."
"Evil Brother, don't let that fox touch you; let me take care of you instead."
"Evil Brother, what's wrong? You look so troubled. Seeing your furrowed brow makes my heart ache for you."
The soft words and gentle tones made one feel light-headed and their heart race, but Innocent was completely unfazed.
"I want to drink," he declared.
The ladies paused for a moment, and one of them, a graceful girl who wasn't stunning but exuded an air of tranquility, quickly stepped forward.
"Alright, if Evil Brother wants to drink, we'll keep him company until the end of time. Ning Zhu'er, go get the wine."
"Why is it me?" The girl called Ning Zhu'er looked unwilling as she swung Innocent's hand.
"No need, I'll get it myself." Innocent was in a foul mood and paid no attention to the women's chatter. He waved his hand, and several jade bottles appeared on the table.
The wine was rich, the people were beautiful, the scenery was lovely, yet his heart felt like dead ashes.
The Ladies noticed that Innocent was in a bad mood and fell silent, quietly accompanying him as he drank cup after cup.
After a heartbreaking moment of stillness, Innocent raised his glass and downed it in one gulp.
“To my soon-to-be lost freedom! Pour me another drink,” he declared.
“Second cup, to the beauty I am about to lose.”
“Third cup, to that damned Fengzi, may he ascend soon.”
Just as he was about to raise his glass again, a cold voice came from outside the door.
“You really don’t have to do this. No matter what decision you make, I won’t force you.”
Innocent did not rise. With Fengzi present, he knew the other party would come sooner or later. Besides, the Wudao Order was in their hands; no matter how he tried to hide, he couldn’t escape.
He gestured for the Ladies to leave and set a few more cups on the table.
“Sit.”
“No need. I’m here this time just for your answer.” As he watched the Ladies file out, inhaling the faint scent of women, Zuo Dao spoke calmly.
“You only have one chance. I respect any decision you make.” Stopping Feng Yikong’s transmission, Zuo Dao quietly awaited Innocent’s response.
“When I was born, there were strange omens—flowers flew everywhere, and fragrance wafted for ten miles. Outsiders all believed I was a girl, and my parents kept me at home as if I were a daughter. At that time, all I wished for was to see the world beyond our courtyard.”
Taking a sip of wine, Innocent had calmed down.
"Later, when trouble struck at home, I concealed my appearance and fought for food with other beggars outside. Until I met my master. In the days that followed, my master taught me many things, and I learned a lot."
"When I gained power, my master informed me that I was one of the Seven Unruly Disciples. Our existence is merely due to the token in your hand."
"Since childhood, I have been bound. I long for freedom, for a life without constraints. When you weren't around, I got along well with the others, sometimes even forgetting your existence." Innocent's emotions grew increasingly calm as Zuo Dao quietly listened from outside the door.
"But you eventually appeared. I thought you wouldn't show up, yet here you are. Fengzi, are you happy?" Innocent's sudden question left Feng Yikong stunned.
This question was truly difficult.
Zuo Dao observed Feng Yikong thoughtfully, and after a moment of silence, spoke up.
"I understand now. Second Ancestor, let's go."
Without paying any more attention to Innocent and without calling for Feng Yikong, Zuo Dao turned and left with the Second Ancestor.
Feng Yikong stood foolishly outside the door while Innocent sat inside with his wine cup raised.
The wind rose, sweeping across the lake's surface and creating ripples. It brushed past the willow trees, lifting a flurry of fallen leaves before reaching Feng Yikong and blowing through his long hair towards Innocent.
Comment 0 Comment Count