CH.14: A Case of Blood Caused by Roast Chicken

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Mount.
He Yan wasn’t far from Luo Xianjian Sect, its hillside rocks were ragged and jagged, and from the outside, the mountain was bare and steep, without the slightest hint of greenery——however, two years ago, it was still lush and verdant, far from its name1 ——the origin of He Yan mountain came from only a hundred years ago when a daoist named He Yan, through fate and coincidence, ascended to heaven right there.
Afterwards, in his memory, the mountain was named He Yan.

Two years ago, a herd of guinea pig beasts emerged from the inside, passing through like locusts, gnawing away all the vegetation and animals until there was practically nothing left, causing the small cultivation families that lived off the mountain unable to make a living.
In several of their own attempts, they failed to drive away this group of guinea pig beasts, and could only hand over this matter to the outside Luo Xianjian Sect, but because they couldn’t give out more rewards, they waited nearly two months until Lin Zhizhi.

Lin Zhizhi didn’t fail to live up to their hopes, he came with graceful bearing and went to rid of the guinea pig beasts with his basic sword method——guinea pig beasts were only low-level demon beasts, medium sized, with claws and fangs, but its fur was soft, thus strong in attack but weak in defense, and it loved to gobble food.
If fighting humans, a disciple a little above the Qi Refining level can slaughter a mountain of the beasts, the only trouble was that there were masses of them, and it’ll waste a lot of time.

After the first wave of cleaning, Lin Zhizhi arrived once again, with an extra little mung bean noodle at his side.

Dough bun’s space ring was filled with all kinds of chicken and duck and other raw materials, full of ambition to roast the best chicken (……) to be enjoyed by his life-saving benefactor.

Feng Qin didn’t look around at the light of the slipping autumn, only casually finding a spot to sit on the ground, and obediently watched Lin Zhizhi shuffle back and forth between guinea pig beasts, from time to time clapping and cheering, “Awesome! So strong!”

At this time, he looked like a very cute little brother, and completely filled Lin Zhizhi’s dream since childhood of wanting a little brother——and because of Feng Qin’s soft and meng2 attitude in front of him, it resulted in Lin Zhizhi not taking the favorability indexs shown attitude seriously.

What wanting to touch, hug and so on, even if it was a secret clandestine love, it might just be the young brother’s longing for an elder brother.
In other words, Lin Zhizhi did not regard Feng Qin as a real “man”, but as a child.

Small little dough bun, hug and rub and super cute.

This was also why Lin Zhizhi to Feng Qin, unlike how he was to Su Yu, didn’t remain at a respectful distance.
In his mind, Su Yu, after all, was a special case.

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——Feng Qin, according to human years, was already at a sensible age, and many people had already married at his age.
But the particularities of Demon Cultivation made it seem like that both physically and mentally, he appeared quite naïve and child-like.

Towards Lin Zhizhi’s attitude, it’ll take a long time time for him to understand, and work hard to make Lin Zhizhi treat him as a man.
As for the current Feng Qin, already being able to follow Lin Zhizhi, accompany him, and marvel at his sword technique——en, although he couldn’t tell what style it was! But if Lin Zhizhi’s using it, it’s definitely the world’s top-notch method!

Little dough bun cupped his big face in his heart: ei hehehe, the people I like are precisely good looking, this sword method is indeed sharp =v= ……Fuck, that mouse is so lucky! It can almost rub against his stomach! I refuse! I also want to rub rub too yingyingying3 QAQ ……

His expressions changed along with the youth’s constantly fluttering robe.
When the sky turned to dusk, Lin Zhizhi put away the demon-luring grass, and looked at the sword covered in blood in his hand with a face of indescribable dislike, and unexpectedly directly threw it to the side and walked toward Feng Qin.

The little dough bun tilted his head in puzzlement and asked, “Why don’t you want it anymore?”

Lin Zhizhi replied indifferently, “An iron sword bought while casually passing an miscellaneous shop outside the sect, was stained with rat blood.”

——He was reluctant to use the purple-bamboo sword given to him by his Shizun and the sword that had accompanied him since childhood to kill rats! We’re rich, we can be willful!

Feng Qin’s eyes lit up, and he twisted and pinched and shyly said, “ Then can you……give it to me……?

A perfectly good demon realm supreme, truly looked like a poor child who had never seen the world, staring at what people had left behind and wanting to collect.

“……”

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Lin Zhizhi gave a tiny frown, and patted his head, “If you want it, I’ll send you a better one some other day.”

Feng Qin blushed and nodded, then pulled out a whole chicken, as well as spices, from a space ring, and excitedly said to the young man besides him, “Are you hungry?”

Lin Zhizhi replied hesitantly, “……en.”

Hearing that, he who’ve always had servants bring over good food to feed him, and even once needed his parents coaxing this tiny phoenix was happily igniting on the tips of his fingers spirit flames.
Once separated to a vacant space, the fire would stay on the ground flaming.

This fire wasn’t like worldly fire.
Not touching the ground in the slightest, a cold white flame flickered quick rays of brilliant light.

Feng Qin moved his spiritual strength, and the wind blew the naked/chicken floating over above the flames, and the raging sparks engulfed the chicken.

Lin Zhizhi sat across from him without speaking, the flame brightly reflected the perfect side face of the youth, far yet near.

Feng Qin only took a glance, and felt his heart beat fast, and remembered the way that person originally walked towards him……

He felt a rush of excitement.

The little dough bun blushed scarlet, and added spice to the roasting chicken, then added another (……).
He let his imagination roam, and actually in fact didn’t really realize just what he was doing, until Lin Zhizhi called stop, did he stop the action of loading in raw materials.

Feng Qin took out the roasted chicken for a look, leaning in with his twitching little nose to smell, and a strong smell of spices directly spread up…… He flatted his mouth, not quite daring to look at Lin Zhizhi in the eyes, “I burnt it to pieces……”

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The mournful eyes and sad attitude, coupled with this sentence, someone who didn’t understand the situation would’ve thought that it was a scholar who’ve studied strenuously for many years that failed the imperial examination.

Lin Zhihi actually didn’t mind.
Watching the child looking at him with eyes brimming with tears, he leaned over his hand and pinched the other side’s soft cheek, “It’s okay, let’s do it again.”

Feng Qin felt the slightly cool hand on his cheek, and his face turned red into a big tomato.
He lowered his head and threw the waste chicken aside and took out another one.

This time, he roasted earnestly and gravely.

When the chicken was taken out, it’s exterior was beautiful.

It’s just that when tasting a small chunk of the meat, and placing it inside his mouth, Feng Qin immediately threw it aside with a flourish of his hand to accompany the previously spiced chicken.

Lin Zhizhi, “……”

He seemed to have made a mistake: Feng Qin was after all someone who lived a life of luxury, and even if he could manipulate the spirit of fire, that doesn’t mean he’s also a master of cooking.

His desire to eat freshly roasted and delicious roast chicken, in the end, the dream was dashed.

That evening, Lin Zhizhi comforted Fen Qin and gnawed on dry food at the same time.
When Lin Zhizhi wrapped his robe and rested for a moment, Feng Qin was watching him.
When Lin Zhizhi woke up in the morning, Feng Qin was still watching him.
When Lin Zhizhi took him down the mountain, Feng Qin followed behind his back, hanging his head and thinking that this road was just the two of them, with no end in sight.

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Everlasting forever, for a long, long, time.

They eventually arrived at the Luo Xianjian Sect, and Lin Zhizhi slightly tiredly stretched out his body and smiled at the little phoenix, “It’s been hard for you.”

“…Not hard, not hard at all.” Feng Qin was still grieving over messing up the first task Lin Zhizhi had given him, and the vitality in his words was all gone.

Lin Zhizhi blinked, and wanted to say something, but the little dough bun gritted his teeth and shouted, “I’ll definitely roast the best tasting chicken!” And then ran away like a wisp of smoke……

Lin Zhizhi: … … … … mie mie mie?4 (Black question mark.jpg)

Wasn’t it just…… a chicken?

It’s far from the name because Lush and Verdant versus the name He Yan which means to join flames1. 

Meng – means cute, commonly used in slang like to sell ‘meng’2. 

Yingyingying – the chinese sound effect of crying3. 

Mie mie – the chinese sound effect for the sound sheeps make, the baaa baaa of chinese sheeps4. 

Poor baby Feng Qin ): It’s okay don’t cry.

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