Chapter 107

Hiss~

Niu Dingtian

You're talking nonsense.

Miss Huang

Just as the words fell, a sudden pang of pain struck his waist, making Niu Dingtian gasp. Those girls really hit hard!

You're talking nonsense.

Miss Huang snorted in displeasure.

Let's go through lines and collect all named entities.

We'll need to produce glossary after translation: list each unique named entity with its English translation.

We must reuse exact English from glossary above for terms already listed. So for Niu Dingtian we must use that exact string.

Now, let's parse each line.

I'll go line by line, note names.

After loosening her hand, she gently rubbed the twisted spot, then buried her head on Niu Dingtian's shoulder, whispering: "Niu brother, now I'm not afraid of anything."

"How?" Niu Dingtian said, surprised.

Miss Huang said: "I'm no longer afraid of Father scolding me; even if Father doesn't want me, Niu brother will still want me to follow you, right?"

Niu Dingtian nodded, having sensed someone inside the house, so he didn't step forward, but directly called out loudly: "Niu Dingtian pays a visit; I beg Miss Ying to show herself!"

Afternoon, the Wei hour.

They walked leisurely for half a day; when the three reached a forest ahead, the path disappeared. The forest wasn't very dense; the outskirts looked sparsely planted, as if recently planted.

A rumbling sound rang out, shaking the water in the mire so that ripples rose; after three breaths of silence inside the house, a woman's voice was heard from within, saying:

"Little Ying Sister, do you still remember Shangguan Ying?" After taking a sip of wine and setting down his cup, Niu Dingtian suddenly asked the nearby Han Xiao Ying.

"Little Ying Sister, you're skilled!" Niu Dingtian said with a smile.

At this moment, Niu Dingtian deeply felt Miss Huang's reliance; after putting his arm around her, he whispered: "If I later become a rebel, or a demon lord, will Rong'er still be willing to follow me?"

After walking onto the small path, Miss Huang chirped: "Go forward seventeen steps." After seventeen steps, she said again: "Turn left and walk eight steps." Behind them, Niu Dingtian and Han Xiao Ying followed her words; Miss Huang then said: "Then turn around and walk thirteen steps backward."

Niu Dingtian chuckled, gave a compliment, then directly kissed the approaching little mouth with a "mwah", ignoring Miss Huang's fierce little gaze, and said:

After dismounting, he pointed ahead to the forest and Niu Dingtian smiled: "This Black Dragon Pond was originally a huge deep pool; after the water dried up it became a marsh, also called Black Mire Marsh."

Niu Dingtian realized.

Also, after inquiring in the town about the location of Black Dragon Pond, they bought three horses and then headed with the two persons toward the southwest direction of Peach Source Town.

"After we find Duan Zhi xing, I'll take you to Iron Palm Peak to try his Iron Palm, hehe... and by the way collect a debt from him."

This is Heroine Han's first time cooking; no matter how the taste turns out, tonight we must reward her well.

"If Niu brother becomes a rebel, I'll become a rebel's wife," Miss Huang said, her clear eyes like water, ripples undulating, she whispered: "If you become a demon lord, I'll become a demon lady."

Niu Dingtian's heart swayed; he lifted her head and was about to bite.

Beside her, Miss Huang pursed her lips, lifted her head and leaned close to Niu Dingtian, whispering:

"Niu brother, after reaching that house, go straight three steps, then diagonally left four steps,"

"then straight three steps, diagonally right four steps, walking in a straight-diagonal alternating pattern, you can get in."

Miss Huang giggled, without further words, she walked straight toward the diagonal ahead to the right.

Niu Dingtian's eyesight was excellent; after looking left and right in the forest for a while, he noticed that deep inside there seemed to be a thatched cottage.

Upon entering the forest, the deeper they went, the denser it became; after a hundred steps, they could no longer go straight, and a winding east-west path began to appear in the woods, extending toward the deep forest.

"Senior disciple of the Iron Palm Gang?" Han Xiao Ying blinked slightly.

Listening to the two's conversation, Niu Dingtian didn't interject; only he himself knew that in the third year of Kaixi, Sir Xin, who strove to recover the lost lands, would die, his patriotic fervor ultimately devoured by dogs.

In the time it takes to finish half a cup of tea, two thatched cottages loomed into view, and beneath them lay a vast expanse of mire marsh.

The next morning,

After the punt boat reached a small town by the Yuan River, the three disembarked, and Niu Dingtian left the punt boat at the dock for safekeeping.

"If one day the emperor chops off your head, I'll go avenge you; if I can't avenge you, I won't live on my own."

His eyes flickered, he directly infused a bit more inner force, and said in a low voice: "It seems Niu Dingtian's reputation is still not enough to make Miss Ying appear!"

The woman's voice was unusually cold, with a hint of fire, apparently she disliked Niu Dingtian's rough behavior.

After the voice sounded, Niu Dingtian sensed that the aura inside the house had suddenly stagnated, but after a moment there was still no reply.

"The north has fallen into the hands of the Jin people; Grandfather Yue and the others have been harmed by treacherous ministers; now at court, only Sir Xin is still striving to recover the lost lands."

Just now, upon seeing the path in the forest, she already knew it was laid out artificially according to the Qimen Dunjia of the Five Elements, and was just waiting for Niu brother to speak.

After all, I came with a request; I cannot just outright act as a hostile guest.

Hearing the praise, Han Xiao Ying felt a bit embarrassed, glanced at Miss Huang with her head down, and said somewhat awkwardly: "It's all prepared by Rong'er; I just watch the fire—hurry up and taste how it is!"

Miss Huang was somewhat curious, looking at the wooden stakes in the mire, she glanced left and right, and in her bright eyes a clear light began to flow.

"The Southern Emperor Duan Zhi xing hides in Peach Blossom Spring; no one knows exactly where, so to find him we can only come here to Black Dragon Pond and ask."

After he sat down, Han Xiao Ying set out bowls and plates before the three, then poured each a cup of wine, and said with a smile:

"Rong'er is still young, so she'll have just one cup; tomorrow we'll go ashore, and tonight we'll celebrate properly."

Next, only saw Heroine Han with an apron tied around her waist, carrying a large blue-and-white sea bowl in both hands walking out; she gently placed the bowl on the table, lifted the lid, and a fragrant meat aroma wafted forth.

Seeing Han Xiao Ying slightly startled, she hurriedly explained: "Sir Xin is Xin Qiji. My father said Sir Xin was accomplished in both civil and military affairs, a good official who loved the country and its people."

"But Niu brother, I find that circling makes me dizzy—look at me!"

Niu Dingtian nodded and lightly laughed: "The elder surnamed Peng of the Beggars' Sect is dead; they could still find traces of us on you and me; as the Iron Palm Gang is the greatest sect of western Hunan, Qiu Qianren would naturally not fail to discover it."

"Hmph... Since you can get through the forest, you must have the ability to enter the house; do you still want me to come out to greet you?"

At that very moment, footsteps suddenly sounded from inside the cabin; Miss Huang hastily blushed and left Niu Dingtian's side.

"It's Sir Xin's Ruihe Xian, describing plum blossoms after the snow." Miss Huang replied in a sweet voice; after a cup of fine wine entered her mouth, her delicate face flushed red again.

Thus, Miss Huang pointed the way, Niu Dingtian and Han Xiao Ying followed; the three went through the dense forest, sometimes turning left, sometimes right, winding and far, proceeding tortuously.

Immediately afterward, while walking and talking, he briefly recounted the melodramatic tales of Duan Zhi xing, Miss Ying, and Zhou Botong to the two women, eliciting their amazed clicks.

His own skin was thick and flesh tough, so charging in wouldn't matter to him, but the branches and thorns were too dense; if they didn't follow the path, they'd easily scratch the two, so he immediately smiled at Miss Huang and said:

"Rong'er isn't leading the way."

"Is this the Black Dragon Pond?"

"My Rong'er is truly clever!"

"What song did Rong'er just sing? It's so nice to hear!" After finishing a cup of drink, Han Xiao Ying curiously looked at Miss Huang.

Immediately, he grabbed the waists of the two people with both hands, then leapt forward, jumping toward the mud pit.

After stepping on several false wooden stakes, he leapt up again, then flashed directly into the wall.

PS: There is a temporal inconsistency in the third year of Kai Xi; ignore it.

(End of chapter)