Chapter 93 Chapter 93 Long Aotian's Father 7
When he reached halfway up the mountain, Yan Bufan suddenly stopped, held his breath, and looked behind the bushes and towering trees with his eyes as fast as lightning. He accurately spotted the person hiding there in the interference of mottled light and shadow.
With a flip of his wrist, the long sword pierced the grass. A scream was heard, and a guard spitting blood fell out and hit the ground, not knowing how he was discovered until his death.
"How dare you, boy?!"
A roar echoed from the thick old tree. Yan Bufan looked up and saw a man raising his arms and shouting, "The Third Young Master said, whoever can kill Yan Bufan will receive a reward of one thousand taels! Brothers, kill him!"
“Kill!”
With shouts, the rest of the ambushers rushed out aggressively, each holding a big knife, like a brutal bandit who killed people without blinking an eye.
They were all tall and mighty, and could scare people to tears just by standing there. But in Yan Bufan's eyes, they were just ordinary people with some martial arts skills, no different from a mob.
Yan Bufan had a cold expression on his face, and only frowned when Zhuozhuo groaned because of the noise. Then he rushed forward, and with his sword he was like the devil who was demanding lives. Wherever he passed, blood flowed like a river and no one was left alive.
It took less than a quarter of an hour from the time this group of obstacles appeared to the time they were completely eliminated.
Zhuozhuo was awakened by the sounds of beating and killing. She lay on Yan Bufan's arm, quietly looking at the corpses on the ground. Suddenly, she reached out and touched the bloody green leaves, muttering softly, "Daddy killed someone."
When Zhuozhuo saw Yan Bufan killing people at the Bai family, she didn't feel much. But after being hunted by two guests from the Zhao family, she developed a reverence for life and vaguely discovered that death was different from what she had understood before.
Seeing so many dead bodies, Zhuozhuo felt depressed and a little uncomfortable.
They wanted to turn her and Yan Bufan into dead people, and now Yan Bufan has turned her into dead people.
Yan Bufan noticed Zhuozhuo's aversion to the dead, and after a moment's reflection, he realized that the previous incident had left an impact on her. The cruelty of the law of the jungle, prematurely exposed before Zhuozhu's eyes, made Yan Bufan feel pity for her and said, "I'll try to avoid killing people in front of you in the future."
Perhaps it was because he was born cold-blooded, that he had no psychological barriers when he first killed someone in the Bai family's secret room. Instead, he became more and more adept at it. However, killing too many people would give Zhuo Zhuo an incorrect mindset, and this needed to be changed.
Zhuozhuo shook his head and said childishly, "Daddy kills the bad guys."
Yan Bufan felt warm in his heart. Zhuozhuo woke up when he was halfway through killing people. She had no idea what had happened before, but she was so sure that these people were bad guys.
Yan Bufan was deeply moved by this unconditional trust. He took the opportunity to say, "In the future, if Zhuozhuo encounters a bad guy who wants to kill you, you must not let him go out of your heart. You must kill him to prevent future troubles."
"Okay." Zhuozhuo agreed, but her soft and adorable little appearance made people wonder if her words went in one ear and out the other. But before Yan Bufan could emphasize it again to deepen Zhuozhu's memory, she earnestly warned him, "Daddy, don't do bad things. Don't become a bad person, or you will be killed!"
"good."
"Daddy, please remember this."
"Yeah, I'll keep it in mind."
Zhuozhuo woke up and didn't want to be held anymore. He wanted to get down and walk, but there was no road in the forest. There were shrubs, vines and branches everywhere. It was difficult for adults to walk in it, let alone children.
Yan Bufan was also worried that Zhuozhuo might accidentally fall down the mountain. Even if he didn't fall down, it would be difficult to find him if he rolled into some grass nest or ditch. But being held all the time, unable to stretch out, was indeed very uncomfortable.
Finally, Yan Bufan let Zhuozhuo ride on his neck and sternly instructed him, "Hold me tight and don't move. If you see aerial roots, vines, branches, etc., you must lower your head and hide. Don't let them scratch your face and hair. Remember?"
"Remember that." Zhuozhuo held Yan Bufan's head, her short legs kicking wildly at his chest. He caught her and she calmed down. She looked around curiously, reaching for a leaf when a ferocious little bird suddenly swooped out and pecked at her fiercely.
"Oh, Daddy! The bird hit me!" Zhuozhuo shook his hands and hid in Yan Bufan's arms with his head in his arms, and fell headfirst.
Yan Bufan was about to chase the bird away when he saw this and quickly caught Zhuozhuo, holding her to avoid the bird's attack. The situation in the forest was complicated. Yan Bufan held Zhuozhuo in one hand and wielded his sword with the other to clear the way, and was chased by the bird in a panic.
Fortunately, the bird stopped chasing them after driving them out of a certain range. Yan Bufan leaned against a large rock to calm his breathing. Seeing Zhuozhuo's aggrieved look, he explained, "There was a bird's nest on that branch. The bird thought you were trying to steal eggs, so it hit you."
"Zhuozhuo didn't steal the eggs." Zhuozhuo said angrily.
"You were pulling a leaf in front of the bird's home. This action and the distance were very dangerous. The bird was very alert and aggressive during the incubation period. It misunderstood you."
Yan Bufan himself didn't realize how gentle his tone and expression were. He gently coaxed her, "You and the bird are both responsible for this conflict, but we can't reason with the bird; it won't understand. We can only be careful and not provoke animals in their breeding period in the future."
[Right, right, right! A gentleman doesn't stand under a dangerous wall!] 9972, still feeling apprehensive, echoed the sentiment.
"Okay, Daddy." Zhuozhuo thought for a while and said childishly, "Because Zhuozhuo is too big and the bird is tiny, it will be scared when it sees Zhuozhuo approaching. Zhuozhuo doesn't mean to scare the bird, the bird will be scared too. Zhuozhuo should be careful not to scare the little animals."
Yan Bufan's heart felt as if it had been poked by Zhuo Zhuo, soaked in warm water. He wondered how she could be so cute and kind. A child's innocence was the most beautiful and precious thing in the world. He had no place to express his emotions, so he could only clumsily rub Zhuo Zhuo's little head.
Zhuozhuo looked up at Yan Bufan, his eyes gleaming as he said, "Come on, Daddy, become even more powerful! Daddy wants to be the most powerful and the biggest person, so that he won't be afraid of others."
"Well... okay." Yan Bufan was suddenly whipped, and after he reacted, he was a little amused. This little guy is so clever.
When chased by the bird, Yan Bufan did not panic, but kept walking towards the top of the mountain. Now they were closer to their goal. However, not knowing how long the immortal gate would be open, Yan Bufan did not waste time to rest and quickly resumed his journey.
Zhuozhuo was lying on Yan Bufan's head like a three-dimensional doll's hat, with his limbs hanging limply as if he had no bones, only his big eyes were rolling around, and he was fascinated by the monotonous mountain scenery.
As he watched, Zhuozhuo blinked and said softly, "Daddy, we've been here before."
She counted on her fingers, "One, two, three, four, I've walked four times."
Zhuozhuo grabbed the thumb of her right hand with her left hand and stretched out the remaining four fingers to show Yan Bufan, but received no response. She tilted her head and stretched her neck to see Yan Bufan's profile, "Daddy?"
She poked Yan Bufan's face, "Daddy!"
She leaned over to Yan Bufan's ear and said, "Daddy!!"
She grabbed Yan Bufan's pursed lips and said, "Daddy!!!"
Zhuo Zhuo was frightened by the fact that there was no response no matter how she called out. She pouted and tried to cry, but she held back and instead waved her little hands and patted Yan Bufan, trying to wake him up.
"Pah pah pah pah..." Yan Bufan's face turned red and swollen, but he still just walked back and forth mechanically, stepping out a flat ground.
After a lot of trouble, Zhuozhuo finally confirmed that Yan Bufan couldn't hear her talking or feel her hitting him. But other than that, it seemed that Yan Bufan was not dead, injured, or bleeding. So Zhuozhuo panicked for a while, then calmed down and started playing with his hair.
9972, always ready to comfort Zhuo Zhuo, was silent for a moment, but finally spoke out what he had prepared: […Don't be afraid, baby. Daddy Yan is undergoing the test of the Immortal Sect.]
Although Yan Bufan was spinning in circles, in his conscious world, he was undergoing a severe test. The original novel states that when a destined person approaches the immortal gate, they will experience an illusion, which contains their regrets and obsessions.
If one can get out of the illusion, they will be qualified to pass through the immortal gate. If they cannot get out, they will be trapped inside until their physical body dies.
After all, cultivating immortals requires cutting off worldly ties. If one cannot even break through the regrets and obsessions of the mundane world, there is no point in going into the world of immortals.
Zhuozhuo looked around curiously, "Who is testing Daddy?"
[Immortal Gate.]
Zhuozhuo didn't think there was anything wrong with a door testing people. Her eyes lit up and she said in a baby voice, "Xianmen, please test Zhuozhuo. Zhuozhuo wants to go with Daddy!"
9972 said proudly: [Baby, you have passed the test.]
Zhuozhuo is cheerful and open-minded. Although she wants to return to her original world and be resurrected to be with her parents, the appearance of 9972 has provided her with a way. She is also working hard to achieve her goal, so she never becomes obsessed with it.
The illusion of the immortal gate had no effect on Zhuozhuo. She just turned around in it and came out.
Zhuozhuo let out a disappointed "Ah" and said softly, "Can't we go in anymore? Xianmen, you're a bit useless."
As soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind arose, as if it was going to blow the offender down the mountain. But as it approached Zhuozhuo, the strong wind suddenly turned into a breeze, poking her forehead and causing her head to tilt back slightly.
Zhuozhuo covered his forehead with his hands and widened his eyes, "Something hit me."
Just as he finished speaking, another gust of wind blew and directly blew Zhuozhuo away from Yan Bufan's neck.
Zhuozhuo was sitting in mid-air, amazed, her little mouth kept saying "wow wow wow". She climbed up with a grunt, looked at Yan Bufan and then at the ground, suddenly cheered, opened her arms and ran.
"Fly, fly, Zhuozhuo can fly, woo~woo~"
After running a few steps, another gust of wind came and blew Zhuozhuo down, making her fall on her butt.
The fall didn't hurt, and Zhuozhuo wasn't scared at all. She thought the wind was playing tricks on her, so she started giggling and rolling in the direction of the wind, counting as she rolled, "One, two, three... nine, one, two, three... nine... one hundred!"
Zhuozhuo stopped, got up dazed, and proudly announced with his hands on his hips, "Zhuozhuo rolled a hundred times. Zhuozhuo is the best!"
At this moment, the wind stopped, and seemed speechless.
9972 watched with trepidation as the immortal consciousness interacted with Zhuozhuo, fearing it would become angry and remove the wind power, sending Zhuozhuo plummeting. Seeing this, 9972 thought it was about to turn hostile and was ready to use its props to catch Zhuozhuo.
After a few seconds, there was no response, so Zhuozhuo scratched her face and said, "Hey? Fengfeng, are you home?" In just a short while, she even came up with a name for the person.
A small breeze blew up a small flower and dropped it on Zhuozhuo's head, silently indicating that it was still there.
"Fengfeng gave Zhuozhuo a prize, thank you Fengfeng." Zhuozhuo touched his head and found nothing, but he didn't get angry. Instead, he laughed and said, "Fengfeng, let's play hide-and-seek. Zhuozhuo hides first, Fengfeng will go find Zhuozhuo."
A breeze gently pushed Zhuozhuo, as if saying, "Hide quickly." Zhuozhuo cried out, "Ah!" and suddenly became nervous. He began to look for a place to hide in a panic, and did not forget to emphasize, "Fengfeng, cover your eyes, don't peek!"
9972:[……]
Regardless of whether the immortal consciousness has eyes, Zhuozhuo is now completely focused on the wind. Even if it closes its eyes, it can clearly know where she is hiding. It is faster and more accurate than seeing with the naked eye.
However, 9972 hadn't expected the immortal consciousness to play with Zhuozhuo and give him such a precious gift. In the original novel, the immortal consciousness, which could only stay at the junction of the mortal world and the world of immortal cultivation, had a very bad temper and was very narrow-minded.
But the next second, 9972 felt it was very reasonable. After all, who could resist Zhuozhuo? Its host baby was the best!
Moreover, Yan Bufan is immersed in the test, and the examiner is helping him take care of the child. Just thinking about it is cool. It is really worthy of being a small world derived from a cool novel. No matter how it changes, it never forgets its original intention.
Zhuozhuo had been in this world for a day, and had basically been held by Yan Bufan, with no chance to play at all. He had been feeling suffocated for a long time. Now that he had someone to play with, Zhuozhuo was like he had been released from his enclosure, playing like crazy, grinning and laughing the whole time.
Tired from playing, Zhuozhuo lay down on the wind, spreading his limbs boldly, and said softly, "Fengfeng, Zhuozhuo is thirsty and wants to drink some water."
He was not shy at all and acted with confidence when giving orders.
A moment later, a gust of wind, carrying water, came over and hovered over Zhuozhuo. Zhuozhuo blinked and opened his mouth. The water became a thin stream and slowly flowed into his mouth.
The speed was controlled just right so as not to choke her.
9972:[……]
Is this how everyone in the world of immortal cultivation raises their children? I've learned a lot.
Zhuozhuo was also astounded by this "fully automatic water dispenser." In her eyes, it was even more magical than the wind platform beneath her feet. She reached out to grab some water while drinking. The trickle of water couldn't escape, and Zhuozhuo messed it up, eventually soaking her sleeves.
Zhuozhuo didn't care at all. He jumped and laughed, calling out in a milky voice, "Fengfeng, Fengfeng, change into water, change into water!"
However, after waiting for a long time, Fengfeng, who always obeyed Zhuozhuo, did not bring any more water. She looked puzzled, "Fengfeng?"
Just then, the wind blew a handkerchief over.
Zhuozhuo reached out to grab it, but the wind blew the handkerchief around Zhuozhuo's hand, stopped at his wet sleeve and began to wipe it.
Zhuozhuo understood, waved his little hand, and said carelessly: "No need to wipe it, it will dry in a while, the wind will blow it dry."
The handkerchief stopped, and the next second it fell down without support. Zhuozhuo bent down to pick it up but failed. The next second he felt a continuous strong wind blowing on his wet clothes.
Although it was summer, the mountain was cool, and with the cool breeze blowing against her wet clothes, Zhuozhuo soon felt cold. She covered her sleeves and said childishly, "Stop the wind, don't blow cool wind, blow hot wind, warm wind."
9972; [……]
This makes it a bit difficult for "Fengfeng". After all, the consciousness of the immortal gate is a spiritual treasure of heaven and earth. It is not like those races such as humans, ghosts, demons and monsters. A person can have several spiritual roots, but the consciousness of the immortal gate can only have one attribute.
Obviously, the companion has wind attribute and cannot be heated.
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