Chapter 244: 001 Meeting in the Mortal World, Smiling as We Speak

May 16, 2010, Sunday, the third day of the fourth month in the Gengyin year, auspicious for marriage.

That morning, Zhong Zhiling went with his senior brother to attend someone else’s wedding, which made him feel strange.

Last weekend he ran back and forth to get the household registration book, took the marriage certificate on Monday, then returned to work as if nothing had happened—but yesterday his senior brother suddenly called him to attend the wedding of a client from his former romantic contract.

“Big Brother Xing, if you’re going to send flowers, send them to express your heart—”

Though she mentally grumbled, she obediently set down the wooden basin, got into bed, curled herself fully against his chest, pressing hard to feel his heartbeat, her arms tightly clasped around his waist.

Now, only by transforming through the tidal assault of the ocean could he shed his old self and gain a glimmer of hope; otherwise, even if the Crown Prince gifted him a carriage, he wouldn’t survive long enough to reach Mu Ma Province.

In April, the Kwantung Army began reinforcing its troops; the Japanese 10th and 4th Divisions arrived in Northeast China, a detachment from the Japanese 19th Division stationed in Korea also came to Northeast China, and the Japanese 1st Cavalry Brigade along with the 10th, 11th, and 12th Air Squadrons were reinforced to Northeast China.

This man spoke with a flippant tone, clearly brushing her off, looking down on her as a country bumpkin; had it not been for his master’s order to bring her up, he wouldn’t have even glanced at Dong Ru.

Several towering stone pillars cast long shadows under the moonlight; recalling how he once fought to the death atop these very pillars, Qin Chuan exhaled deeply several times.

Zhao Zhu looked at the old woman, then at the mound of fat on the bed, nodded, walked to the bedside, and outright ignored the stench—he didn’t care anymore; after all, this child had eaten, drunk, defecated, urinated, and slept on this very bed for so long, and with such a massive size, how could it not stink?

Inside the stone hut at the entrance to the Crimson Crystal Mine, Tu Qianyuan reported on this incident, without embellishment.

The Western Frontier originally had no such customs, but those Western Frontier people who had entered the Central Plains and experienced their customs seemed to have grasped the true meaning of adapting to local ways, and spontaneously organized themselves.

“Please calm down and come here for an investigation,” Mo Mo stepped forward; she had already guessed the man’s identity—he must be Wang Qiang. “Please, you must find the murderer, okay?”

“It was taught to us by family members—we used to do this business too, learned a lot, but never mastered it well, so we can’t accept your sister-in-law’s praise,” Aunt Xue chuckled.

Since even Wu Yashu’s words held no weight, Ye Feng’s words as a junior disciple carried even less. That’s why the Old Witch of Tian Shan didn’t know what to say—could she claim she’d listen to Ye Feng? That would be self-deception. And if Ye Feng ever gave her an order in the future, would she, as his senior aunt, really obey it obediently?

At that moment, Kou Zhong, the first to react, released his grip, handed Fu Junzhuo over to Xu Ziling, ignored Xu Ziling’s complaints, and ran off.

“Zuo Yan’s company will be livelier, and he’s grown up—it’s time he tried living independently,” Ye Kaicheng looked at Xu Shiyun, hitting her right in the heart.

Ye Jinghong gently shook his head, then spoke with Wang Hu about the current situation in Dongzhou, mentioning Zheng Bin’s recent actions.

“Ye Kaicheng!” Hearing Ye Kaicheng’s voice, Xu Zuoyan immediately stopped walking, turned around, saw Ye Kaicheng, cried out happily, and ran back to his side.

Xia Yu’s face remained expressionless as he opened the bomb bay under the aircraft’s belly and disengaged the safety locks on the air-to-air weapons.

Later, news spread that the various clans planned to form an alliance to jointly resist the ferocious beasts; the creatures of Honghuang rejoiced, but the ferocious beast clan, upon hearing this, became even more brutal.

Li Yunbao turned her head and saw a torrent of golden-brown floodwater, carrying trees, soil, livestock, and everything else crashing down in one overwhelming rush—it swallowed the very spot they had just stood in, and the carriages and animals were likewise devoured by the merciless flood, vanishing in an instant.