Chapter 221
Chapter 221
The far north of China was bitterly cold.
Amid howling wind and snow, outdoor temperatures could drop below minus thirty degrees Celsius.
Even racing through the wind and snow, Eighth Master Chang needed more than an hour to return to the little courtyard.
Hua Jiunan was fine. He had studied Ancient Martial Arts since childhood and was protected by the Dragon Skin. After jumping down from Eighth Master Chang’s back, he simply loosened his muscles and performed a few stretches, and his body was no longer stiff.
Chen Daji was in miserable shape.
Despite wearing a thick down jacket, he had frozen so stiff he could not move. He sat rigidly on Eighth Master Chang’s back, his head and face covered in white frost. Even speaking was a struggle.
“I-I-I’m freezing to death.
“M-My bones are frozen together.”
Seeing that he had finally gotten the better of Chen Daji and “avenged” himself, Eighth Master Chang felt wonderfully refreshed. He cackled with delight.
“What’s wrong, little bastard? If nothing’s broken, get down and walk a couple of steps!”
Chen Daji laboriously squeezed a hint of shame onto his frozen face.
“E-E-Eighth Master, I-I’m sorry.
“It was s-so cold just now that I couldn’t hold back and f-farted on you.
“Y-You don’t mind, do you, Eighth Master?”
The thought of being blasted with a fart disgusted Eighth Master Chang, but he could tolerate it as long as Chen Daji suffered.
“Hahaha! The little bastard froze so hard he farted?
“Good! You deserved it! Are you ever going to sit on my face again? Or crash into my vital spot?!”
Alas, even now, our “innocent” Eighth Master had not realized the gravity of the situation.
Having finished warming up, Hua Jiunan watched their antics with a smile. He walked over to Chen Daji, intending to carry him inside to warm up.
Chen Daji stopped him with a mournful expression.
“B-B-Big Brother, d-don’t touch me!
“I-I’m filthy!
“When I farted just now, a whole bunch of shit came out. M-My pants are soaked…”
Eighth Master Chang froze, then went pale with horror.
Feeling the warmth, dampness, and sticky texture spreading across his back, Eighth Master Chang lost all desire to live.
“Fuck! You little bastard, that’s too wicked! Eighth Master will kill you!”
The two spent several hours washing in hot water. Only when the little rats grunted their way back carrying Zhao Fei did man and snake finally have the courage to show their faces again.
“What did you eat last night, you little bastard? Why did your shit stink so much?!”
Eighth Master Chang deliberately kept his distance from Chen Daji, his face full of disgust.
Chen Daji smiled sheepishly. Only after checking that no one was paying attention did he lower his voice.
“That’s going too far, Eighth Master! Smelling it for free wasn’t enough, so now you even want the recipe?!”
Eighth Master Chang lashed Chen Daji across the backside with his tail, knocking him face-first to the floor with a scream.
“Fuck! You little bastard, that’s disgusting! Heaven itself wouldn’t tolerate me not beating you!”
Once the three boys were seated around the brazier, Deaf Granny finally noticed that something was wrong with Hua Jiunan.
His complexion, normally pale with a healthy flush and lustrous as warm jade, had turned ashen. Even his mind seemed somewhat dazed.
“Tell Grandma what’s been happening to you lately, Eldest Grandson. Have you encountered anything strange?”
The question touched upon exactly what had been troubling Hua Jiunan, so he concealed nothing and recounted his strange dreams in full.
After hearing him, Deaf Granny murmured,
“You keep dreaming of your mother? She never says a word and only cries?!”
The old woman fell silent. A long time later, she sighed deeply.
“When the ancestors know no peace, their descendants cannot rest! It seems your mother has encountered terrible trouble in the Underworld Court!”
Hua Jiunan was shocked.
“Grandma, what should I do? How can I help my mother?!”
Deaf Granny patted Hua Jiunan’s shoulder, signaling him not to panic.
“Wait here a moment, Eldest Grandson. Grandma will go to the side room and ask an Immortal Spirit from the Underworld-Scouting Hall to make a trip and see what news he can find.”
Before long, Deaf Granny returned to the room with Chen Daji supporting her. She was shaking her head.
Without waiting for Hua Jiunan to ask, she said,
“The Immortal Spirit from the Underworld-Scouting Hall had barely gone down when patrolling ghost guards gravely wounded him and drove him back.
“He said something momentous has happened in the Yin-Yang Realm. Squads of underworld soldiers are everywhere.
“The subordinates of the Five Directional Ghost Emperors, the Six Merit Registrars, and the Ten Great Underworld Marshals have all mobilized. It seems they’re hunting someone.”
Hua Jiunan instantly grew frantic.
“Grandma, could this have something to do with my mother?!”
Deaf Granny slowly shook her head.
“Silly child, I… I don’t know either. If we want to learn exactly what’s happening, then someone would have to…”
Impatient, Chen Daji asked,
“Someone would have to what, Grandma? Just tell me!”