My Disciple Wants to Tease Me Every Day - Chapter 66

: Touch it and Run, How Exciting
Lin Hao had grown up with his grandfather since he was young. His parents had passed away when he was born, leaving only him and his grandfather relying on each other in a broken-down little thatched hut.

His grandfather did not like to talk. Sometimes, he wouldn’t get out a word for ten days or even half a month straight. He never talked about the family with Lin Hao either, like he was intentionally trying to break off the Lin family’s history.

The days continued on like this all the way until he died.

Lin Hao’s grandfather had very high cultivation. With his powers, living another thousand years would not be difficult, but one stormy night, as the wind was blowing in gales, throwing raindrops loudly against the window, Lin Hao’s grandfather had gone to close the window. When he smelled the fishy stench in the air, he had furrowed his brows and walked outside without a word.

His expression looked ominous, like gathering clouds, and Lin Hao, peeking from inside, wished he could stop him. Unfortunately, Lin Hao had not been able to keep him from leaving. He had flown away with a tap of his foot, and the Lin Hao who chased him out the door didn’t even see his shadow as he left.

After he left, he disappeared for half a month. When he came back, his head full of black hair had turned snow-white.

All his cultivation had dispersed, even his face had changed from that of a middle-aged man to a wrinkly old man.

When Lin Hao’s grandfather returned, he was sunk into a strange silence. He always looked tense, and he would keep taking looks at his grandson.

Five or six days passed like that. He was finally about to breathe his last, but somehow, he forced himself out of bed. Using his grandson as a cane, he walked into the little ancestral hall on his last breath.

Because their house was not large, the ancestral hall they managed to separate out was even smaller, just enough for two people to walk in side-by-side, shoulder-to-shoulder, making the smoke-filled little room even more cramped. It was small, but a whole different world was hidden inside. Lin Hao would never in his life have imagined that there was a secret room under the prayer mat he kneeled on every day.

The secret room never saw the sun, but it was not a bit damp. Instead, it was very dry.

A light scent of sandalwood floated inside, faint and faraway, like it had been burning for many years, seeping into the stone walls the whole time.

After entering the secret room, Lin Hao’s grandfather threw off his grandson’s support. He stubbornly went to kneel, and even forced Lin Hao to kneel with him at the end, a pious kowtow with every step.

There was a table with an incense burner, but the deity being worshipped was not Chi You, but a dusky grey pearl.

Lin Hao’s grandfather picked up the pearl, then stretched out an arm and felt around underneath the table. Soon, he took out a family genealogical record from a corner of the table. He placed the genealogical record and the round pearl in his grandson’s hands, his old eyes blurred with grey staring intensely at Lin Hao. He had thousands of words to say, but the moment he opened his mouth, he coughed up a mouthful of black blood.

He coughed hard, his entire body shaking, sticky blood pouring from his mouth in an unending stream, in the end even coughing up pieces of his organs.

He could not say anything. Even using all his strength, he could only get out a ‘keep it close, wait for a fated person.’

His grandfather had died too suddenly. It was like a sudden bolt of lightning had shattered Lin Hao’s last protective shell into dust. He buried his grandfather and kneeled for a whole three days, from dawn to dusk, over and over, until he finally found something strange in this lonely despair.

An expert hidden in a rundown little village, a whole other world under a plain and ordinary prayer mat, and that person his grandfather had gone to see that day.

Lin Hao suddenly felt that the life he thought was peaceful was only a layer of ice atop a surging undercurrent, thin enough to be shattered with a touch.

If he hadn’t known, that would have been the end of things, but since he did, that fire burning with hatred and curiosity as fuel finally forced Lin Hao to ignore his grandfather’s final wishes and go search for his killer.

But he had no clues, only the family genealogical record and a pearl.

As they traveled to the sea to retrieve his body, Lin Hao related his unremarkable experiences to the other three.

The more they heard, the stranger it seemed, like the riddle they had solved was obscured behind an even thicker layer of mist.

Di Jiufeng finally couldn’t resist and asked, “Who was your grandpa? Were you never curious why there was such an expert in a village in the middle of nowhere?”

Lin Hao shook his head with a bitter laugh. “Why would I be curious? My grandpa only taught me some common basic techniques, and he had intentionally restrained his cultivation. He was no different from the other people in the village, I didn’t know how powerful he was. If not for that day, when he used demonic energy in what seemed to be a fit of rage, I would never have known he had that kind of cultivation.

I didn’t know anything at all, he intentionally kept me in the dark. Even after he was seriously injured, he admonished me not to take revenge.

But I really couldn’t take it. Even if just to take them down with myself, I had to find out who the killer was.”

Hearing his words, Qing Yu sneered, “Where did you get that sort of confidence? A person even your grandpa couldn’t handle, what could a hothead like you do to them?”

Lin Hao’s footsteps visibly paused, but in the end, he did not get angry. “It truly was so, but at the time, I was blinded by rage. I only thought of getting revenge.”

“And now you have calmed down?” Di Jiufeng asked.

Lin Hao shook his head and said firmly, “No, I still want to take revenge. But now I have A-Qiao, I cannot be so impulsive.”

Ning Guang had not said much the whole way until now. She finally asked, “Have you opened the genealogical record to see what was inside?” Her voice was indifferent, like it was only a casual question.

Lin Hao did not quite understand. In a family genealogical record, what could there be other than names? He said, “It was only some names. A-Qiao helped me investigate, they were all from the direct line of descent of the Lin Family of Duotian City, one of the demon realm’s four cities.”

Ning Guang finally looked at him, her eyebrow slightly raised. “Are you sure?”

Ning Guang looked like she was certain this was not the only thing in that family genealogical record.

Lin Hao stared blankly for a while, like he was flipping through the book in his memories, before he finally thought of something and slightly raised his voice. “Right, it wasn’t only a family genealogical record! There were also two pages of especially white paper.”

Because the genealogical record was so old, the pages of the record were dyed with the yellow of age. But the strange thing was, the first two pages were unbelievably white, like they were made from slices of jade. In the black smoke, they even glowed with a faint white light.

Lin Hao finally remembered and looked pleadingly at Ning Guang, waiting for an explanation.

But Ning Guang ignored him. She looked away, and her gaze fell softly on Di Jiufeng. She was not planning to say anything, but she saw Di Jiufeng also staring at her with large round eyes and an occasional blink, a confused expression on her face, like a little hamster that had just been shaken awake.

“Ning Guang, do you know something?” Di Jiufeng asked.

Ning Guang always indulged her, so she did not hesitate before she spoke, twirling the ends of her hair. “If it was only a family genealogical record and his grandpa did not want to let him see, he could have just destroyed it. But, he hid it for so many years and only gave it to his grandson right before he died, he even asked his grandson to wait for a fated person. A-Feng, what do you think this family genealogical record could have been hiding?”

Di Jiufeng blinked cluelessly at her. “Ah, I don’t know, could it be… have you guessed something?” Di Jiufeng had stars in her eyes, her Ning Guang was so cool. But the next second, she was about to puff up into a ball.

Ning Guang smiled and reached out to pat the top of her head.

She had held them in suspense for so long, making Di Jiufeng think she was about to tell them some earthshattering revelation, but she did not. Ning Guang patted her a few times, then said, completely shameless, “No, I don’t know either.”

Di Jiufeng had puffed up just as she expected, like she was about to raise all her nonexistent fur.

Ning Guang pinched her face and was finally unable to resist laughing. “I’m not a god, how could I know everything?”

Di Jiufeng humphed and twisted her neck, but didn’t shake off her hand. “Ning Guang, let me go. I’m your Shifu, you’re disrespecting your elders!”

Ning Guang ignored her and poked her face hard, deflating her puffed up cheeks. “How many times have I ‘disrespected my elders’? Do you want to try again?”

She lifted her voice a bit at the end of the sentence, like she was brushing a little feather across Di Jiufeng’s heart. Di Jiufeng remembered some unspeakable thing, and her face went red all at once.

Her blush spread from her cheeks until her earlobes were the color of blood jade. Ning Guang pressed close and sneakily took a bite, then breathed out into her ear. “What are you thinking? I thought, I was just saying, I’ve pinched your face plenty of times…”

People who take advantage of others and still try to play cute ought to be struck by lightning, but Di Jiufeng couldn’t bear to do it. After all, it was the disciple she had fattened up herself, what a waste of good meat.

Weighing Ning Guang and a couple dozen kilos of meat, Di Jiufeng finally caught her by the neck and dragged her over. At a time like this, Di Jiufeng would often smack her a few times, but this time, she did not.

Ning Guang saw her red face press close, and was nearly smoked unconscious by the thick scent of peaches. She already could not take a single step, and could only allow Di Jiufeng to bite the side of her neck, a soft tongue tip circling the mark left by her teeth.

Di Jiufeng licked her neck, her voice ambiguous, but with an especially soft and alluring tone. “So I’ve finally broken you. Why don’t we try and see, how exactly will you, disrespect, your, superiors?”

Di Jiufeng intentionally dragged out the last few words. The way she was looking at her out the corner of her eyes made Ning Guang think of some things she shouldn’t.

Her breathing slowed and she reached out to grab Di Jiufeng, but Di Jiufeng suddenly stroked her tailbone. Di Jiufeng smiled at her, then darted out of her grip.

She ran away at top speed, like a rabbit whose tail had just been stomped.

What a thrill, it had been a long time since she had teased her like this. Ning Guang did not try to chase her. After all, a death’s row convict had to be given a last meal before their execution.

They were already close to the sea. As Di Jiufeng ran away, she ran straight into a circle of people. She was wondering what everyone was looking at, and with a stumble, she fell to the very front of the crowd.

Di Jiufeng’s eyes went wide, even her breathing halted in her chest!

Author Notes:

Ning Guang: *laughs* I’ll give you a last meal.
Di Jiufeng, crying: I haven’t done anything wrong, don’t kill me.
Ning Guang: *strokes her tailbone, speaks in an ominous tone* I won’t kill you, I only want to disrespect my superiors.
Notes:

This chapter was translated by Lily.