Chapter 68: One Point (Part One)
In the small town about ten kilometers away from the Capital, Fang Jie and Da Quan would squat on branches of trees on the road and look at the magnificent Chang’an in the distance while joking around.
When they looked at the scenery on the branches, Chen Qingshan treated them as scenery.
At this moment, a cute little girl walked over and pointed at Fang Jie and Da Quan before asking Chen Qingshan, “Auntie, who are those two people? Why are they on trees?”
Chen Qingshan lightly squeezed the cheeks of this little girl and said, “They are two birdmen.”
Clearly, this little girl didn’t know what Chen Qingshan meant and asked, “Where are their wings?”
Chen Qingshan smiled and replied, “They are powerful and can fly without wings.”
The little girl asked another question, “Auntie, do you know how to fly?”
Chen Qingshan thought for a moment and replied, “Of course.”
Then, she disappeared.
The little girl was startled, and she screamed and ran away.
Seeing Chen Qingshan slowly poking her head out from behind a tree and smiling at the little girl who ran away, Fang Jie suddenly felt like he didn’t know this woman that well. He thought he had figured out Chen Qingshan’s personality. However, he now realized the Chen Qingshan that he knew wasn’t the real Chen Qingshan.
“How many sides do you have?” Fang Jie murmured to himself.
Da Quan thought that Fang Jie was talking to him, so he pondered for a moment and said with uncertainty, “Two sides?”
Fang Jie chuckled and asked, “Which two sides?”
Hearing this, Da Quan was even more unsure and said carefully, “Frontside and backside?”[Support the real translators and read on Noodletown Translations for free.]
Fang Jie laughed out loud and seemed relaxed.
Da Quan scratched his head awkwardly and suddenly pointed toward the south. He said with a serious expression, “It seems like big figures are here.”
There were about 100 people riding on horses. They were wearing daoist robes and daoist hats.
Two to three red horse-drawn carriages were in the center, and they moved forward slowly.
Fang Jie squinted his eyes and murmured, “Sure are big figures.”
Chen Qingshan who was standing beside a tree jumped up to Fang Jie’s side and sat on the tree branch in a not so lady-like manner. She pointed at this group of people and said, “Those stinky daoists are nothing to worry about, but the two senior daoists in the horse-drawn carriages are terrifyingly powerful. One of them is insanely powerful, and the other is so profound that I can’t even sense his strength.”
Then, she turned toward Fang Jie and added, “Of course, you might be more interested in another person.”
At this moment, Fang Jie saw a few familiar figures in this group, so he blanked out and felt like he hadn’t seen them for ages.
Beside one horse-drawn carriage, there weren’t daoists or officials who were here to receive them. Instead, there were four men; one was more than two meters tall, one was thin with a pair of cymbals hanging on his belt, one was a middle-aged man with a bronze staff behind his back, and the last one was an assassin who was in black and had his mouth and nose covered even during the day. Qi Lin, Tie Nu, Heng Gun, and Ye Xiao.
[TL Note: These names mean kirin, iron slave, horizontal staff, and night owl respectively.]
Chen Qingshan was also supposed to be with them, but she was beside Fang Jie right now. With her hands on the tree branch, her legs swayed in mid-air. Her behavior made others realize that her actual age was younger than her maturity.
“Should I go and greet them?” Da Quan smiled and asked, “Tie Nu still owes me a jar of liquor.”
Chen Qingshan frowned and asked, “I thought you don’t drink.”
Da Quan replied seriously, “I haven’t seen them in close to four years. It is worth it to drink a cup.”
Fang Jie rubbed his nose. Perhaps he squatted for too long, and his legs got sore, he also sat down on the tree branch. He looked at the group of people and stared at one horse-drawn carriage. Then, he chuckled self-mockingly, “The real one is a wastrel, but the fake one is a genius.”
Fang Jie asked Chen Qingshan, “If you are the person who is behind all this, would you think that it is better to bring the fake one back? What did you guys do? The child who you stole randomly is this much better than me. She is now a disciple of Spiritual Master Xiao; wouldn’t she be even stronger in the future?”
“You can go and stop that horse-drawn carriage,” Chen Qingshan said with a smile, “She always wants to see you.”