Chapter 393: Thank You

In the drowsiness, in the darkness, his consciousness was muddled.

His head hurt so much.

It felt like he had bumped into something.

He couldn't remember where he was, forgot who he was, or what had happened; he was just sleepy, exhausted, and wanted to sleep for a long time.

He seemed to hear voices, intermittent, without beginning or end.

Gradually becoming clear.

"...Hmm, this one, can also be considered my junior brother, although his talent and talent are not one ten-thousandth of mine, he’s barely passable. Just leave the sword-making to him, and please take care of him in the future."

"No wonder!"

Another voice sighed in realization: "I was just saying, it’s been hundreds of years, my Eternal Empire is gone, how could there still be a Mohist falling down to assassinate the king.

So it’s only been a few hundred years, and the two families have merged?

Truly amazing!"

"Ah, actually it’s quite complicated, but let’s just leave it at that... It’s just, won't you blame me?"

"Why? Knowing people and assigning them to the right tasks is a rare virtue; I should be praising you."

"You think too highly of me again."

Ye Chun sighed, "I just like to escape."

And so, that voice laughed, slapping the armrest, full of

joy: "If you wanted to escape, why would you return to my presence?"

Ye Chun was silent, didn't answer, and after a long time, sighed.

Ji Jue suddenly felt a hand grab his hair, pull him up, panting, and carry him on its back.

Unfortunately, he was upside down, his head hanging below, a bit painful.

And he bumped into something.

Bumped twice!

Just like that, dragging and carrying the overly heavy burden like a dead dog, panting, she turned back to say goodbye: "Then, please forgive me for taking my leave."

"Do you want me to see you off?" asked the voice that sounded like an enthusiastic uncle.

"No need, I can handle it."

"I'll see you to the door, it’s not far... It’s only a few steps, and you’re this tired, take care of your health, have you been eating well?"

The talkative uncle sighed with emotion, as if he were still gesturing: "I remember when that woman who abandoned the Sword Master position brought you here, you were so thin and small, as if you would die if you blinked. It made me worry for a long time.

And in the blink of an eye, you’ve grown so big."

"...Thank you for your concern, I’m barely healthy, and I can live for a good while."

"Since you’ve already found a son-in-law, hurry up and make a kid!"

The uncle urged: "Bring it to me to see when the time comes. Don't worry about anything, it doesn't matter if the surname is Ye or not, or if it’s a boy or a girl, I’m not some old-fashioned fossil."

BANG!

In the drowsiness, Ji Jue felt his head hurt again, as if he had fallen to the ground again...

Eh? Why did he say 'again'?

"I already said, he’s not a son-in-law!"

"Ah? Is it not popular to recruit a son-in-law now? Forget it, marrying into the family is fine, but there should be a wedding and a betrothal gift, right? What’s this kid’s family background? Let me say the ugly words first, it’s fine to find a Mohist who is so poor he has to pawn his pants, but even if I’m open-minded, I can't accept my descendants eloping..."

"...So, you didn't listen to a word I said, did you?"

Ye Chun sighed with resentment: "Also, elders urging marriage in this day and age is very annoying!"

"Hmm, it was also annoying in our time."

That voice became even more proud: "But I like it!"

"..."

Amidst the rumbling sound, there seemed to be the sound of a gate opening.

"Alright, go, go."

The uncle sighed: "If you can't hold on, don't force it. If you’re uncomfortable, go back quickly. There isn't even a servant here; if you vomit here, I’ll have to clean it up myself.

Also, don't bring any more robot vacuums next time; you don't know how to use them, and you don't know how to fix them, just adding trouble for no reason."

"At least do some housework, Your Majesty..."

Ye Chun sighed, carrying Ji Jue, and finally bowed: "Thank you for your care, let’s meet again next time."

"Hey!"

The voice behind the door laughed, "Shouldn't it be goodbye forever?"

No one responded.

In the silence, the door closed.

From then on, it was a long road.

Amidst countless chaotic thoughts, Ji Jue was awake and unconscious, and most of the time, in a trance, he seemed to have fallen into one illogical dream after another.

He fell into the sea, was chased by a shark, the shark was chasing him on a tricycle, don't be afraid, I have a plane, but it’s dark, the plane can't be used, so close, so close, he escaped the danger.

He smelled citrus, and lime, very sweet, is summer here?

Too tired, no studying today, take a break, sleep a little longer, so sleepy, the citrus is so sweet, he wants to eat more.

He heard exhausted panting, and complaints.

Seemed to be scolding Ji Jue.

Who is Ji Jue? What is a 'roll dog'?

He opened his eyes with difficulty.

In a trance, he saw the sky full of rainbow light, in the pitch black, there seemed to be stars shining, and a blurry face, full of dust.

Carrying him, step by step forward.

"Mom..."

Ji Jue murmured blankly.

In the silence, she turned her head in astonishment, the expression on her face softened for a moment, sighing, helplessly reaching out, and pinching his face.

"Forget it, I won't argue with you."

"...From now on, remember Big Sister’s great kindness, understand?"

Big Sister?

In the trance and drowsiness, Ji Jue’s eyes moved slightly, as if he had finally distinguished her appearance, his lips moved, opening with difficulty.

Ye Chun leaned in with surprise, listening, and heard the confused babbling.

"...Salted fish?"

[Garbled text]

[?]

"Hehe... the thesis... is almost done..." Ji Jue laughed in a trance, triumphantly: "Hungry... go stir-fry two dishes for me, add more... spicy..."

BANG!

Ye Chun withdrew her fist with an expressionless face.

Then added another punch.

Thought about it, still not satisfied, another punch, and kicked him several times!

After putting Ji Jue on the ground, she took two steps back, ran, and kicked him!

You dog, it was a waste of effort for me to come and fish you out!

Next time, just rot to death under the vortex by yourself! Even if you fall into the hands of a lonely old man and become a slave, no one will care if you kowtow and cry that you know you were wrong!

Just like that, Ye Chun made a late decision.

Then, she laboriously pulled his leg, like dragging a dead dog, angrily, and set off again.

The long journey home.

A beautiful day, with a beautiful morning, a beautiful noon, and a beautiful afternoon.

When the bells of the dilapidated church rang in the afternoon, and the believers sang hymns with enthusiasm, the elderly chief priest would often sigh with emotion, that day more than half a year ago...

It was truly thrilling and exciting.

It’s a good thing I ran early!

Otherwise, how could I enjoy such beautiful sunshine?

And how could I start from scratch and earn such a large foundation?

Slurp~

A satisfied groan came from his throat.

This is what they call, peaceful years.

Until hurried footsteps sounded from outside, and someone ran in, sweating profusely and beaming with joy: "Chief Priest, great joy, great joy, great joy!"

"Ah?" The chief priest was astonished, standing up subconsciously: "Someone came to donate money? Quick, quick, take me to receive them..."

"No, not those... no, no!"

The follower was out of breath, beaming, and shouted excitedly: "I, I just heard at the Wilderness Market, it’s Lu, Lu, Lu Changsheng?? The Saint of the Sacrificial Temple has been resurrected! Resurrected!

Resurrected after death, truly a holy event!"

"What the hell?!"

The chief priest stared with wide eyes, screaming: "What the f*ck did you say?!"

"Yes, yesterday!"

The follower gulped down the teapot, wiped his mouth, and then grinned: "The Saint of the Sacrificial Temple, he suddenly appeared in the sacrificial temple, killed the Heavenly Heart Society, No-Leak Temple, Blood Eye, Rotten Wind, etc., a bunch of rabble, and also killed a usurper, heavily wounding Chang Le and An Guo??"

"Ah?"

The chief priest was blank: "What the hell?"

Are you talking about the same Lu Changsheng?

"Not only that, but he also seized the Imperial Seal! The Imperial Seal, the inheritance of the Eternal Empire, and there was also the manifestation of Chixiao!"

In his blankness, the chief priest shivered, his beard and hair trembling.

Cowering.

"And he also said in public... rabble... selling their heads... old dog Tianlu..."

The follower recounted what he had heard incoherently, becoming more and more unable to control his joy, but he saw that the elderly chief priest seemed to be gradually trembling.

He must be as passionate as he is!

"The Saint of the Sacrificial Temple also said, when I create the Evil-Transforming Holy Dynasty, I will turn evil into good, and set things right. At that time, followers will not lose their titles of nobility??"

BANG!

The teapot fell from the chief priest’s hand and shattered into pieces.

Trembling, sweating profusely, his eyes unfocused.

Unable to hold back, he screamed, as if mourning his parents.

"————Lu Changsheng, I f*ck your mother ahhhhhhh!!!"

God damn Imperial Seal, god damn rabble, god damn old dog Tianlu?? You did such a big thing, you’re awesome, you’re noble, you’re amazing!

But what about me?!

I, I...

"No, pack up immediately!" The chief priest stood up in terror, "We can't stay here, quick, move quickly, let’s go to the middle..."

BOOM!!!

In that instant, the wall collapsed, countless bricks and stones burst, whistling past, instantly grinding the astonished follower in front of the chief priest into meat paste and blood foam.

Splattering.

Amidst the rustling dust, sunlight shone in, illuminating the figure walking in from outside the wall.

Looking at him.

"Evil-Transforming Cult, right?"

The chief priest was blank, trembling, nodding with difficulty.

"Fine, leave this one, take it back to be sliced and studied." The intruder nodded, saying to the person behind him: "Kill everyone else involved, leave none."

The sound of drawing a sword rang out.

The holy songs stopped, the temple was stained with blood, and soon, everything was shrouded in fire, turning into thick smoke rising into the sky.

Such flames and thick smoke had been rising continuously from all over the present world since yesterday,

one after another, place after place, piece by piece.

From the Federal Security Bureau to the Imperial Secret Service, from the Four Kings of the Middle Earth, to the countless monsters and ghosts of the Thousand Islands, and even the Heavenly Heart Society, Rotten Wind, Blood Eye, No-Leak Temple...

Everyone with red eyes began to sharpen their knives, chasing every clue of the Evil-Transforming Cult, starting a sweeping operation in full swing, then dragging them out one by one, using torture, and forcing answers.

What’s your surname, what’s your name, how old are you, how many acres of land do you have, what did your ancestors do for three generations...

And, most importantly, where the hell did that dog Lu Changsheng go!!!

Searching the heavens and the yellow springs.

Unfortunately, neither could be found.

Lu Changsheng seemed to have evaporated from the human world, hiding in the darkness, mocking their actions, silently gestating the next offensive and frenzy.

I don't know how many people broke their defenses, how many got angry, how many shed tears, amidst the chaotic situation, it was a life-and-death struggle.

At the same time, compared to the appearance of the Imperial Seal and the heavy wounding of the Sower, a 'small matter' that exceeded everyone’s expectations happened that day.

Just as Ellis the Earth Guard left with his sword, the noble Emperor was having afternoon tea in his palace in the Imperial Capital when he was assassinated.

Shot in the heart, life hanging by a thread.

Three minutes later, the capital was under martial law. Within an hour, the Secret Service searched within a thousand miles, and finally, three hours later, the crime scene was determined—on the highest snow mountain in the present world, outside a small town on the edge of the Empire.

Six thousand one hundred and six kilometers away from the palace.

Amidst the wind, snow, and frost, the attacker was long gone. On the velvet cloth placed on the rock, an old-fashioned hunting rifle and a bullet casing were left behind.

And a white owl feather, swaying in the wind.

Nirvana!

One wave had not yet subsided, another rose, and then another.

Time seemed to have suddenly become strange. Everyone looked at the news, dumbfounded, looking at each other.

Raising their heads blankly, looking at the sky.

Is this still the world they were originally familiar with?

Amidst the confusion and hesitation, they couldn't help but start thinking.

Where will everything from now on go?

One week later.

The same afternoon, under the same sunlight.

Xinxin Sanatorium.

The bougainvillea beside the flower bed hung down beautifully, swaying in the wind.

Ji Jue sat in a wheelchair, holding a phone in his hand. After hesitating for so many days, he finally made up his mind and dialed that number.

A short busy signal came from the receiver.

It was connected soon.

A warm and calm voice came from the other end, "Ji Jue? Very rare, you took the initiative to contact me, is something the matter?"

After hesitating for a long time, Ji Jue finally spoke:

"Lu... Garrison Commander."

"Hmm?"

Lu Yingyue was puzzled.

Ji Jue said, "Thank you."

"Hmm? Did I do something good again?"

The voice on the other end seemed to laugh, asking curiously: "I heard you were beaten and had your legs broken by your teacher again recently, several times... It’s rare to see her so angry, you’re unlucky. Even if you flatter me more, I can't help you plead for mercy, I’m powerless."

"I..."

Ji Jue opened his mouth to speak, but couldn't.

In this overly long silence, he finally made up his mind and told her: "Besides me, this is also something someone else wanted me to tell you."

"Thank you."

He repeated it once, "Thank you."

Silence came again.

As if she were stunned.

But it was impossible to tell whether she understood or didn't understand.

Only faint breathing, the subtle noise in the office, and the sound of typing on a keyboard could be heard.

For a long time, until the overly long memory came to an end.

A sigh.

"...Thank you for telling me, Ji Jue."

Lu Yingyue said: "You don't need to worry about anything, it’s me who should thank her. It’s been so long, I originally thought, no... it’s nothing."

She didn't speak for a long time.

But in this silence, a soft laugh seemed to come.

"You did very well, Ji Jue."

Lu Yingyue said, "She will be proud of you."

"I know."

Ji Jue also laughed.

Just like that, after a short greeting, the farewell call ended.

As if nothing had happened.

But in the silence, he leaned on the wheelchair, couldn't help but raise his head, gazing at the afternoon sky.

Relieved.

Among the green leaves, birds spread their wings in the amber sunlight, soared into the sky, and headed into that infinite blue.

A gentle breeze blew from afar.

"What a beautiful day."

As the long-lost exhaustion surfaced again, like warm seawater, covering him bit by bit.

Ji Jue closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

There was no darkness or fire in his dream.

The sun was bright.

The sun was shining brightly.