The Prince Can Always Hear The Secret Servant Chanting The Qingxin Mantra Before Going To Bed - Chapter 105

Bian Zhonghua looked at everything in front of him and couldn’t help but frown thoughtfully.

The people dressed in the yellow robes of Emperor Hong’s Clan looked inexplicably familiar.

Bian Zhonghua raised his head to look around carefully. He stood in the Temple of Heaven and looked down. There, he could see a town, which was in the middle of a mountain, surrounded by a white mist that made it look as if it were above the clouds.

In the distance, the bustling and prosperous scene of the town could be dimly seen.

Suddenly, the past began to flash inside Bian Zhonghua’s mind. In those images, he could see a young boy traveling, as well as a young boy looking sad and worried.

His ancient hometown had always been in his heart.

Bian Zhonghua remembered. He remembered where he came from.

In ancient books, a Clan was recorded as living in the Zhoulu Mountain. This clan was better known as the ‘Emperor Hong’s Clan’. The clansmen were descendants of the Yellow Emperor. The one who had sown all kinds of seeds, made clothes, built boats, carriages and roads; had built houses and palaces, had invented bow and arrows, as well as the compass; started the principles of medicine, invented military operations and the systematization of the art of war; spread culture around the world, and helped foreigners to prosper.

This used to be Bian Zhonghua’s hometown.

Suddenly, the scenery in front of Bian Zhonghua changed. The sky darkened, and the bustling, prosperous town burst into flames. The screams and cries of the people were so loud, it even reached the Temple of Heaven.

Bian Zhonghua stopped smiling and hurried out of the Temple of Heaven and headed to the town. Suddenly, Bian Zhonghua saw a woman running towards the temple with a child no older than 12 years old. Both had disheveled hair, and their faces were dusty after running for their lives amongst the fire and collapsed houses.

“”

Behind them, the Four Fierce Beasts were cruelly devouring people and trampling houses. Among the four, the one in the form of a black mist seemed to sense that someone was fleeing, so it slid over to where they were.

The woman suddenly bit her finger and drew a formation on the ground.

“Mommy!” The boy recognized that it was a transportation formation and yelled.

“Go! Go now!” The woman screamed heartbreakingly, tears brimming in her eyes as she pushed the boy into the formation.

Seeing this scene, Bian Zhonghua let out a long sigh, and at the same time he closed his bloodshot eyes.

This was recorded in ancient books: When the Four Fierce Beasts were loose in the world, the world was reduced to ruins, plunged into suffering, and corpses scattered all over the land. In order to protect the peace of the world, Emperor Hong’s Clan made a divination to Heaven to seek a solution. In that divination, they obtained the name of a young boy of their clan. However, this divination unexpectedly led the clan to their own destruction.

As soon as Bian Zhonghua closed his eyes, the desperate screams and cries disappeared. When he opened his eyes again, Bian Zhonghua found that the scene in front of him had changed once again.

Now, it was night. The moon lay cool and bright against the dark sky, while a gentle breeze passed by. The boy was squatting under a tree, sobbing. He was so distressed and sad that he grabbed his hair and pulled hard, biting at his lips so rough that blood began to come out. He was sobbing so much that it seemed like he could barely breathe, to the point of almost passing out.

Suddenly, a small hand was stretched out in front of him with some candied fruits in the palm.

Stunned, the boy looked up.

In front of him, there was another boy. This boy squatted down in front of him and carefully extended his hand: “Don’t cry. Here, an old lady gave them to me, but I can’t eat them. Can I give them to you?”

The most surprising of all, was that the boy with the candied fruits in his hand had a pair of strange horns on his head.

“Don’t be afraid. I will always be there for you.” The horned boy grinned.

Bian Zhonghua looked at the horned boy for a moment and whispered: “You weren’t.”

Suddenly, everything shook and a huge crack opened on the ground! From one instant to the next, the entire scenery in front of Bian Zhonghua began to distort unnaturally, and a high-pitched laughter came out from the crack in the ground. The laughter was so loud it made his ears hurt.

At that moment, a black mist slowly rose from the crack, and a strange laughing voice could be heard: “I thought that the knot in your heart2 was due to the destruction of your clan. But I didn’t expect to see this instead. Demon Emperor Zhonghua, long time no see.”

Bian Zhonghua’s brows furrowed for an instant. As if he was gnashing his teeth with every word, Bian Zhonghua spat out: “Hundun…..”

“I’m glad you remember me. I heard from Taotie that when he wanted to chat with you not long ago, he realized you didn’t recognize him at all. Ah, that made him cry with such sadness that he had to hide in a dark cave!” The black cloud then burst out in a hideous laugh.

Bian Zhonghua sighed lightly, suppressing the monstrous anger that lay in his heart. Instead, he smirked and said: “Of course I know who you are. How could I forget the embarrassing cry you let out when you were sealed by me?”

Hundun stopped laughing and instantly approached Bian Zhonghua. The black cloud took the form of a poisonous snake spitting out a viperous tongue as red as blood. This snake tightly wrapped itself around Bian Zhonghua’s body, neck, and limbs. Slowly, the snake suffocatingly squeezed: “Look at you! What have you become? It seems like a lot has happened to Demon Emperor Zhonghua after he sealed us away. What should I do, hm? Now that you’ve lost your Neidan and your soul is incomplete, you’re nothing else than a useless human. How are you going to seal us now?”

Bian Zhonghua didn’t reply.

It wasn’t because he didn’t want to talk, but because he couldn’t do so. The pressure on his neck was suffocating him, until finally, Bian Zhonghua was unable to maintain his composure. As he furrowed his brows tightly, he painfully stretched out his hand with the intention of ripping the poisonous snake from his neck.

Hundun laughed again: “Demon Emperor Zhonghua, now it’s your turn to see what it feels like to be sealed for thousands of years.”

As soon as Hundun’s voice died away, Bian Zhonghua was dragged into the crack that had opened in the ground.

At the same time, Hundun disappeared into thin air.

…

Right at the same time, in the Capital, State Master Li was looking at the red rope that had been broken into several pieces on the formation and sighed deeply.

“What happened?!” Qin Yicang asked, worried.

State Master Li’s voice sounded somewhat desperate: “Lord Bian has been trapped by Hundun, one of the Four Fierce Beasts….”

Lin Baihu and Qin Yicang’s faces suddenly turned pale.

State Master Li suddenly thought of something, closed his eyes with haste, and silently cast a spell. He then took a deep breath, looked at Lin Baihu and Qin Yicang, and said in a trembling voice: “Oh no! It’s really true!”

“What is it now? What could possibly be worse than this?!” Qin Yicang shouted out.

State Master Li said: “Qiongqi and Taowu have also escaped from their seal!!”

Qin Yicang: “It can really be worse than this!!!”

“….”

Lin Baihu, who had been silent this whole time, suddenly thought of something and his face paled. When State Master Li saw Lin Baihu’s expression, he lightly sighed and muttered: “It seems that you have already understood, and there’s no need for me to remind you….”

Lin Baihu didn’t say anything. He simply clenched his fists so tightly that even his shoulders trembled slightly.

“What? What’s wrong now? Little white bird, what’s wrong with you?” Qin Yicang asked repeatedly.

State Master Li sighed long and explained to Qin Yicang: “When Lord Bian sealed Qiongqi, its last words were that if it ever managed to escape from the seal, it would take it upon itself to kill the entire Phoenix Clan at Pingding Mountain. Qiongqi must be heading for Pingding Mountain right now.”

Qin Yicang froze in place.

State Master Li looked at Lin Baihu again to say: “If you want to go to Pingding Mountain to protect your clan…..”

“No, I can’t go.” Lin Baihu’s voice trembled as soon as he opened his mouth. “Lord Bian has been caught by Hundun, I can’t leave right now. I have made a blood pact with Lord Bian, I can’t be disloyal. I must save Lord Bian first. I can’t leave, I….”

For the first time, Lin Baihu, who had always been calm and quiet, spoke incoherently. As if he was trying to convince himself. But his voice sounded more and more helpless, scared and defeated.

“If you can’t go, then I will go to Pingding Mountain to protect your Clan.”

A calm voice interrupted Lin Baihu’s panicked words.

Stunned, Lin Baihu looked up. Only to meet Qin Yicang’s sparkling eyes.

‘Back then, a disaster was caused because a life was saved. How can a succession of calamities be exchanged for a sincere love?’

‘Even if karma has been reversed now, an ill-fated relationship can hardly be reconciled.’

“You can’t go!” Lin Baihu blurted out.

“Why not?” Qin Yicang asked in return.

Lin Baihu was silent, because he didn’t know how to reply.

Qin Yicang turned his head to State Master Li and said: “State Master, there’s something I have to tell this Little White Bird, alone.”

State Master Li nodded, got up, and walked out of the inner room.

Lin Baihu and Qin Yicang were left alone in the inner room. At that moment, Lin Baihu looked at Qin Yicang, slowly opened his mouth, and said in a hoarse voice: “If you go, you will die.”