Legend of Shi’En - C51

Shi En stretched his body, he did not know if he was in a fantasy world, or if he would meet someone he knew like the last time. Suddenly, he thought of Shu Xiaoxiao who stole the bride from the illusion, and felt his heart flutter, as though his chest was struck by a large hammer. The pain was unbearable, and he almost could not hold back and shouted out.

After experiencing such an unbearable pain, it must be because of the poison’s eruption, Shi En immediately grabbed onto his chest tightly. He gritted his teeth so hard that they made a “tsk tsk” sound, and in just a few moments, he was covered in sweat.

Just as he was about to lose his life from the pain, suddenly, Shi En heard Buddhist chanting outside his door: “No Buddha in the south!” It was Indian, whom he had met once before. Eh, that’s not right, it was the Heavenly Sincerity Monk. He clasped his hands together and walked in.

Elder Farmer followed behind him. Seeing Shi En in a sorry state, he was shocked and asked: “Brother Yang, what’s wrong?”

Shi En was really embarrassed. He had good eyes and knew that his poison had flared up, could it be blind enteritis?

Ignoring Shi En’s contempt, Elder Farmer turned to the Heavenly Sincerity Monk and asked: “Senior Master, what’s wrong with Brother Yang?”

Goddess Tian Zhu said, “He got sick from the poison.”

“Then quickly give him the antidote, master …”

Tian Zhu did not give Elder Farmer a chance to speak, he walked over and took Shi En’s pulse.

Elder Farmer nodded his head: “Yes, yes, Junior Master, I won’t stop you from checking Brother Yang’s pulse.”

He was holding onto a book of scrolls of Sanskrit, and Shi En could hear him talking to the Goddess of Heaven Zhu in Sanskrit. In that short period of time, Shi En had learnt a few lines of Sanskrit, such as “Northeast Muddy”, “Aqalee Monkey”, “Silly Monkey Monkey Monkey”, etc.

Shi En was in a daze for a while, when he suddenly felt the pain in his chest slowly dissipate. He thought to himself that Indian was indeed imported from the beginning, to have solved the problem with just one meridian, it truly was godly.

The Sky Sincerity Monk asked Shi En, and spoke clearly: “Could Young Hero Yang please explain the reason for the poison to me?”

Shi En pointed to his throat, thinking, wasn’t it you, Indian, who said that the poison hadn’t cleared out, affecting his throat so that he wouldn’t speak while he was recuperating? Why did he lose his memory this time?

Just as Shi En was about to shake his head, as expected, Elder Farmer Wang who was at the side took the initiative to say: “Senior Master, you can ask me.” As he spoke, he took out a bunch of flowers from his pocket and handed it over to Indian, “I took this from Brother Yang’s underwear when he was unconscious.”

Shi En instantly broke out in a cold sweat. He didn’t dare imagine this wretched Elder Farmer doing something so vulgar to him while he was unconscious.

Indian scrutinized the flower’s shape and said in shock, “This is a love flower. It should have been extinct since ancient times. In the Buddhist scripture, it said: That day, the loveflowers hurt countless people, and the literary master Bodhisattva Li turned into a Great Wisdom and disappeared, leaving no traces of his existence in this world.

As he spoke, he placed the love flower into his mouth and took a sip. He then took it out and continued, “This old monk has never seen this flower before, so I really don’t know how to dispel the poison. I can only taste it.” After saying that, Indian’s face showed a heroic expression.

After the Elder Farmer heard Indian’s words, he immediately shouted, “Senior Master, please be merciful! Senior Master is merciful! ”

Indian clasped his hands and chanted, “Amitabha!” He then closed his eyes and lowered his head in thought.

The room was silent. No one dared to speak.

Yet Shi En just quietly watched them perform. He thought to himself, this Indian is quite warm-hearted, with that single bite of his, he probably wouldn’t be afraid of poisoning himself to death, and he was so ruthless to me just to find the antidote for Shi En, who he had met before.

He sighed, truly ashamed for his master to call Shaolin a research monk. Just as Shi En was sighing, the selfless Heavenly Sincerity Monk had already swallowed the love flower in two bites, letting out a burp.

After a long while, the monk opened his eyes and said, “This is bad, the poison must be cut into the skin to enter the bloodstream before it will be infected. I’m afraid that by swallowing these two mouthfuls, I’ll have digested them.”

Shi En immediately fell to the ground. Hey, what the hell was this so-called Divine Monk Tian Zhu, why is it so unreliable?

Seeing the crowd’s gaze, Indian paused for a moment, and said: “Cough cough, Young Hero Yang sucked the poison from my two granduncles and granduncles, according to the poison on the Icy Soul Silver Needles, as long as you suck it a few times, you would die instantly. But Young Hero Yang is still alive today, and the poison of the Lust should also have expired, but I see that Young Hero Yang’s lips are red and white, the poison is most likely cured.”

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something. He slapped his forehead and said, “Aiya, could this be the legendary ‘fighting poison with poison’? The two types of extremely toxic poisons are mutually counterproductive for Young Master Yang.”

The old scholar nodded his head repeatedly, feeling that this made sense.

The Indian continued: “As the saying goes, good will always be rewarded, Young Hero Yang is truly merciful, this poison must be cured.”

When Elder Farmer heard it, he jumped with joy and shouted, “Please save me quickly, Junior Master.”

Indian said: “This old monk needs to head to Heartless Valley.”

The old scholar and the old scholar were both stunned. They thought that the journey to Heartless Valley of the Goddess of Heaven Zhu would take quite a bit of time.

The Indian said: “This old monk needs to come in contact with that love flower again to test its toxicity, then I can find a way to concoct the antidote for Young Hero Yang. Before I return, Young Hero Yang must not have any thoughts, otherwise the pain will get worse every time. If you injure your true essence, you cannot save me. ”

Shi En thought to himself that there was nothing that he could do about the emotions of an eighteen year old boy. Before he had even agreed, he was interrupted by the King of Words Elder Farmer: “Junior Brother, let’s go to Heartless Valley together and force the old beggar to hand over the antidote.”

So this old scholar was Elder Farmer’s junior brother. He heard the old scholar say: “That’s right, we should escort Senior Martial Uncle along, it’s good that we brothers are strong, it’s good that Junior Martial Uncle is good at concocting, we should at least bring the antidote.”

The two Junior and Junior Brothers were talking happily when they heard this, but Indian was staring at Shi En with a worried look on his face.

Shi En realised that the light green eyes of the Indian was emitting a strange light, the corners of his mouth had a hint of sorrow and compassion, he kept staring at him, to the point where Shi En was a little embarrassed.

Indian woke up and said: “Young Hero Yang, the disasters of the Love Flower are different from ordinary poisons. Poison and emotions are intertwined, hurt and understanding, I can see that the Young Hero’s feelings are deep and tangled, and it is extremely difficult to get rid of him. Even if we managed to get our hands on half a Pill from Heartless Valley, we might not necessarily be able to get rid of him.”

Shi En thought: Alright, this Indian looks to be rather honest, I never thought he would be so crafty, he has not even started, and has already found an excuse for himself, if they are not successful in their mission.

Shi En spread out his hands, and continued to listen: “But if Young Hero brandishes the Intellectual Sword and slays the emotional threads, this poison will detoxify itself. If we go to Heartless Valley, we will only have to do our best, and in all likelihood, we will have to do our own thing. ”

Shi En saw that the Indian was looking down at him and was staring intently at his’ Shi’s Incense Furnace ‘, and immediately understood his meaning, was that he wanted to use his own blade to castrate himself. With this, the image of the Indian in Shi En’s mind was already extremely close to that of a Old Bastard Master who sold him.

The Elder Farmer laughed: “Brother Yang, it’s not wrong for you to rest in peace. Tomorrow morning, we will head to Heartless Valley, and come back as soon as possible, waiting for your illness to be cured, and drink a cup of wine between you and Miss Guo happily.”

When Shi En heard the words “wedding wine”, he couldn’t help but shiver. The illusion last time had left a serious shadow in his heart, and when the three of them saw him like this, they thought he was shy and went out tactfully.

Shi En got up and closed the door. After he heard the sound of footsteps far away, he wanted to take this opportunity to escape. But right at this moment, he felt a sharp pain in his damned dantian.

“Dammit, it’s like this again. Could it be that the large pellet hasn’t been completely digested?” Shi En muttered in his heart as he endured the pain. Holding onto his Dantian, he walked back to his bed with difficulty before closing his eyes again.

This sleep of his lasted for several more hours. Amidst Shi En’s fog, he could still hear the sound of birds chirping outside. The weak sunlight shone into the room, and Shi En knew that it was already dawn.

“Gu –!”

He licked his dry lips and immediately grabbed a few pieces of cake to eat, wolfing down four or five of them. Just as he was about to go out and get some water to drink, he suddenly heard the sound of a beak being peeled, and then, with a creak, the door was lightly pushed open.

Just then, the red candle at the head of the bed was still an inch long, and had not extinguished. Shi En saw a person wearing a light red shirt walking in, with a furious look on her face, and was shocked when that person walked in, and the pastries in her mouth almost fell out.

The person who came was actually the little girl, Zhu Xiaochang.

Shi En was stunned, staring blankly at Zhu Xiaochang.

Seeing Shi En’s foolish expression, Zhu Xiaochang snorted. She did not speak, and sat on the chair by the bed, her delicate eyebrows slightly raised, with her eyes wide open, she glared at him. After a long while, she still did not speak.

Shi En thought that she was angry at him for wasting her pastries, so he passed the remaining pastries to her. After that, she continued to glare angrily at Shi En.

Shi En looked at her with uneasiness in his heart. He ate the remaining pastries with much difficulty, then wiped his mouth with his sleeve. He turned around with a smile on his face.

Zhu Xiaochang said: “What are you laughing about!”

Shi En touched two nails again and again, if it was in the past, he would probably have opened his throat wide to fight with her, but now that he was poisoned by the [Body Burst] as well, he no longer cared, because this was an illusion. There was no need for him to serve her like Shang Qian, so he flipped over and laid on the bed.

Seeing that Shi En actually dared to treat himself in such a manner, Zhu Xiaochang’s face seemed to be covered in a layer of frost, and he coldly said: “Yang Xiaotao, you have quite the manner of showing off.”