Chapter 382 Little Flute

Di Feisheng was born in Di Family Fort in the southwest. He didn't know how others spent their childhood, but he was raised as an assassin from a young age.

He wasn't the only child here.

Di Family Fortress is like a giant Gu poison farm, where all the children are Gu worms. They are trained and required to kill each other, just like raising Gu worms. Only those who survive to the end have the right to continue living.

Here, killing is as normal as drinking water.

To survive, Di Feisheng had killed countless people, some of whom might have slept to his left and eaten with him just yesterday. But today, only one of them could survive.

He had no choice but to survive.

Furthermore, in order to control them, the patriarch implanted Gu worms into their bodies. Not only did they live like Gu worms, but their bodies were also infested with parasitic Gu worms.

The little Gu worm was controlling the big Gu worm. For a moment, Di Feisheng was amused by his own thoughts, but the next second, he made up his mind to kill the person who was controlling him.

He didn't want to live a life controlled by others.

Unfortunately, he ultimately failed; he couldn't kill the family head and was nearly strangled to death.

But he didn't come away empty-handed; at least he successfully escaped from Dijiabao.

As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn. Sooner or later, he will return and burn this enormous Gu field to the ground.

Unfortunately, despite his beautiful imagination, the young boy, who had been injured by the patriarch and had temporarily escaped the control of the Gu worms through self-harm, eventually collapsed not far from the territory of the Di Family Fortress.

He regretted not being able to kill that guy, yet he also looked forward to the possibility of living the life of an ordinary child in his next life. In the last second before losing consciousness, a pair of moon-white brocade shoes appeared in Di Feisheng's eyes.

Were the people from Dijiabao here to arrest him...? Can assassins wear white...? This color gets dirty so easily...

The sound of the flute gently roused me, and before my consciousness had fully returned, my nasal cavity was filled with a rich and complex medicinal fragrance.

It was the aroma of a mixture of herbs: the bitter scent of calamus, the spicy fragrance of angelica, and the subtle sweetness of licorice. The various scents intertwined and clashed, eagerly assaulting his senses.

He slightly twitched his eyelids, and a blinding light instantly pierced his vision. He was enveloped in warm sunlight, a stark contrast to the cold and damp environment of Dijiabao, leaving him somewhat dazed. The occasional clear chirping of birds filled his ears, a vibrant sound of life.

This ordinary and peaceful environment was something he could hardly have imagined in his dreams.

For a moment, he was so confused that he couldn't distinguish between reality and dreams.

"Is reincarnation that fast?"

"Heh, sorry, I've temporarily blocked your path to reincarnation—"

The door was pushed open, and a white figure walked in, bathed in light.

"This color gets dirty easily..."

"Me?" The newcomer murmured unconsciously upon hearing Di Feisheng's voice. He looked down at his clothes, then looked up again, still smiling at him. "Thank you for the reminder. I'll be more careful."

As the person drew closer, and as that handsome face, as clear as a gentle breeze and the bright moon, grew larger and clearer in his eyes, Di Feisheng finally snapped out of his daze.

So he didn't die; he was saved.

Did you save me?

"I'm sorry for disrupting your plans to be reincarnated."

The teasing, tinged with amusement, made Di Feisheng's face flush instantly. Sure enough, when people aren't thinking clearly, they can say all sorts of nonsense.

Having never interacted with outsiders before, Di Feisheng was at a loss for words and didn't know how to explain, so he could only utter the simple word "thank you."

"No need to thank me. I just brought you back. There is someone else who will treat you."

Ke Difei knew very well that if the other party didn't bring him back, he wouldn't even have the chance to be treated.

“You saved me.” Di Feisheng stared straight at him stubbornly.

"It was your strength that saved you."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the door was pushed open again, and a young man in blue walked in carrying a bowl of medicine: "You're awake, you can take your medicine now."

Thank you.

Without a shred of doubt, Di Feisheng took the medicine bowl and gulped it down in one go, without even flinching.

"Good lad, you're much better than Xiang Yi. My name is Lan Yan, and this is my junior brother, Li Xiangxian, who is also the doctor treating you. What's your name?"

Di Feisheng slightly widened his eyes and looked at the two people in front of him who were looking at him gently. "My name is Di Feisheng."

This was the first time he had exchanged names with someone else, and the first time he felt that his name had meaning and had become a bridge for him to communicate with others.

It was only at this moment that he truly realized that he had really broken away from Dijiabao.

Even though it was just a name exchange, he saw hope. He was filled with anticipation for countless firsts to come.

...

"Senior brother, elder brother, I'm back!"

An eight- or nine-year-old boy in red skipped and jumped into the yard, like a newborn little sun, instantly brightening and enlivening the quiet courtyard.

"Huh? Who are you?"

Di Feisheng, who was helping Li Xiangxian dry the medicinal herbs, saw the young boy in red suddenly appear before him. He pursed his lips and introduced himself somewhat stiffly: "My name is Di Feisheng."

"My name is Li Xiangyi. You can call me Xiangyi. Can I call you Xiaodi?"

"Can."

This was the first time Di Feisheng had met such an enthusiastic peer, and he was a little overwhelmed.

In the past, people his age only knew each other as wary and combative. To be honest, Di Feisheng felt somewhat uncomfortable facing Li Xiangyi's curiosity and enthusiasm. He knew Li Xiangyi meant well, but Di Feisheng found it difficult to control his physical reactions.

That was the indelible mark that Dijiabao left on him.

"Don't bother Xiaodi," Li Xiangxian considerately helped him out of the predicament. "How come you have time to come down and have been trained by your master?"

"Of course, I am Li Xiangyi!"

Li Xiangyi stood smugly with his hands on his hips, "Speaking of this makes me angry. Why is it that only I have to do extra training, while you and your senior brother don't?"

"What do you think? Who thought they were so good at light-footed kung fu that they went to stroke a tiger's whiskers, only to be chased all the way back to Master's courtyard and have Master clean up their mess?"

"Accidents, those are all accidents."

Li Xiangyi touched his nose sheepishly and quickly changed the subject, "Where's my senior brother?"

"They're sleeping in the back."

"Senior brother can really sleep. Come on, Xiao Di, let me take you to wake him up."

"I……"

Di Feisheng wanted to stay and help Li Xiangxian, but before he could speak, Li Xiangyi pulled him and ran back. Li Xiangxian also smiled and pushed him, saying, "You're still young, you don't need to help. Go play."

Although he had received care from Lan Yan and Li Xiangxian during this time, Di Feisheng was still somewhat uneasy, feeling helpless and fearful of losing them.

He never revealed his origins. If they knew how he survived before, would they still treat him this way?

Before Di Feisheng could figure it out, Li Xiangyi's loud voice completely brought him back to his senses.

"Senior brother! I'm back!"

"Are you trying to make me deaf?" Lan Yan leaned back in his rocking chair, slowly removing the book from his face to shield his eyes from the sun. He half-opened his eyes and said lazily, "I could hear your voice from far away. Who on this street doesn't know that your young master has come home?"

"There's no way around it, I'm just that hard to ignore!"

Li Xiangyi was confident and proud, a side of him that Di Feisheng had never seen or possessed before.

"Senior brother, senior brother..." Li Xiangyi sat next to Lan Yan, calling him repeatedly, but didn't say anything more.

"Alright, alright, I got it." Lan Yan smiled helplessly, took out a silver ingot from his sleeve, and threw it into his arms. "Go out and play."

As he spoke, he accurately tossed another one into Di Feisheng's hand, "Take Xiao Di with you."

"Thank you, senior brother—" Li Xiangyi agreed sweetly and readily.

“I don’t need to…” Di Feisheng was clearly surprised and subconsciously wanted to refuse, but was interrupted by Li Xiangyi, “Don’t be polite with your senior brother, he has money.”

"But I..."

"Don't be shy. If you stay in our family, you're part of our family. This is what you deserve. Come on, come on, or the osmanthus cakes on East Street will be gone."

Di Feisheng staggered as Li Xiangyi pulled him outside, and he couldn't help but look back at the two people in the courtyard.

Lan Yan remained lazily reclining in the rocking chair. "Xiang Yi is not allowed to cheat Xiao Di out of her allowance."

"I'm not that kind of person!"

Li Xiangxian stood by the medicine shelf and gently instructed, "Be careful, don't cause trouble."

"Don't worry, I'm really not that kind of person, right, Xiaodi?"

"ah?"

Di Feisheng nodded subconsciously, and then was pulled into the street.

"Hey bro, let's go, I'll take you to get something good to eat, let me tell you..."

Wait a minute, looking at Li Xiangyi who was casually putting his arm around his shoulder, Di Feisheng thought uncertainly, this is the first time they've met, right? Are they that familiar?

But looking behind him at the courtyard where he had spent many days, and at the bustling market in front of him, Di Feisheng thought that this kind of life was not bad at all.

Just as he used to strive to survive, he is now striving to cherish this beauty.

Therefore, tolerating a noisy peer is not a problem.