Chapter 37 Haha, I didn't succeed
The fireworks went up.
The light rising from the other side was too far away. From the bridge they were on, they could only see a faint glow and hear a sound.
It would be nice to hear some sound. Lin Zhusheng leaned over the railing and lowered his head to see the light reflected in the water, swaying with the ripples.
He was concentrating on watching the fireworks in the water, and the people next to him were looking at him. His sight slowly moved downwards, and Wen Baizhou looked down at the wrist he was holding and the hand hanging casually below the wrist.
The thin fingers have gaps between them, which are completely defenseless and can be easily grabbed with the hand.
The hand holding the wrist gradually moved down, he first loosened it, then moved to the fingers.
"Lin Zhusheng!"
A voice suddenly came from a distance, breaking the quiet atmosphere. Just before the fingers were clasped, the hand that had been hanging down was raised and waved in the air, and a voice rang out: "Here!"
It was Gao Yu and a few others who came. No one knew how they met up, but they got back together anyway. The five of them standing together looked quite impressive. Lin Zhusheng waved his hands and ran towards that direction.
The space around him suddenly became empty. The hand that was so close to him slipped away from him. Wen Baizhou watched the figure beside him run away.
He reflexively wanted to raise his hand to grab it, but the night wind off the river made him more rational. He stood there quietly for a while, then picked up the things he had put aside and followed forward.
The group of five people miraculously met each other while they were strolling around. Soon after they met, they saw a familiar figure on the bridge. Although Gao Yu shouted very loudly and with great momentum just now, he was actually not sure whether the person on the bridge was the person he thought. He only breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the response.
When the two sides met, he slapped his head and said, "It's really you!"
There was another person following behind him. He leaned over and asked, "Is this your friend? Hello, brother... Damn it!"
The person following behind walked out from the shadows. Although he was not wearing the usual Taoist robes, his face was very recognizable. The action of waving casually paused, and he bowed honestly and firmly, saying "Hello, senior brother".
Suddenly the sect leader's first disciple showed up. Although several people didn't understand why, they quickly greeted him.
Song Ming did not say hello, but glanced at the things in the other person's hand, and was finally pressed down by the person next to him to salute.
They all seemed to have an impression of the eldest senior brother, so Lin Zhusheng skipped the introduction part and simply introduced his good fellow disciples to the eldest senior brother.
So very naturally and magically, in the second half of the Lantern Festival, the six primary school students and Ling Xujun, who was said to seldom appear in public, came together.
Ling Xujun was as taciturn as rumored and as he was in the secret realm before. He seemed to be in a bad mood when they first met, with a cold face, but he actually seemed surprisingly nice. Although he was taciturn, he responded to every word of their fellow disciple Lin.
After the fireworks, there were fewer people on the street and there was no longer a risk of being squeezed out. Lin Zhusheng ran around and bought some seeds he had never seen before, relying on his full wallet.
The seeds were also carried by the eldest brother. They were very light, and there was not much difference after they were put on.
“…”
His action of taking over looked natural. The others looked at their fellow disciple named Lin who didn't notice anything wrong, and their lips twitched.
It turns out that what he was carrying was his things.
He who dares to let the eldest brother do the hard labor is also the first one who dares to be the first.
Lin, who dared to be the first, did not find anything else that interested him. In the end, he only bought the seeds. Before going back, he ran to the stall selling lamps and squatted down.
He looked very interested, and several people squatted down with him.
Zhang Jing glanced at the colorful and variously shaped lamps and asked, "What are you buying this for?"
If I remember correctly, the small lantern in this person's room should still be alive and not so broken that it can't illuminate the room and needs other light sources.
A pair of light-colored pupils reflected various colors of light. Lin Zhusheng turned around and said with a smile: "It's for someone else."
Wuqi can't go out to play now, so he has to at least bring back a souvenir.
If a person is happy, maybe he can turn into his original form and let him touch the fur and roll around in it.
There is also one for the great elder. He carefully selected and finally picked a lamp that looked like a cat's head and a lamp in the shape of a very delicate flower. The petals could even rotate, which was very interesting.
Zhang Jing, who was standing next to him, was so angry that his temples were throbbing. He focused his eyes on the lantern and asked, "Who are you giving this to?"
"It's for the Great Elder," Lin Zhusheng handed over the money and took the lamp, saying, "When I was chatting with him today, I mentioned that I would buy him one."
“……”Sent to the Great Elder.
His mind thought of the serious square face with no relaxed lines that he had just seen today, and his eyes fell on the exquisite lanterns. Several good fellow disciples fell silent.
In the end, Gao Yu stretched out his hand to stop them, and said in time: "Why don't you reconsider it!"
He scanned the lights and pointed to an ordinary square lamp and said, "How about this one?"
His face is quite similar to that of the Great Elder, and they are a perfect match in every aspect.
Lin Zhusheng finally bought the fancy lantern, and as he carried it back, he kept attracting glances from passers-by on the roadside.
The lantern festival ended late at night, and before it ended, they returned to the sect.
Living in different places, the six elementary school students returned to the sect and dispersed. Because they were going to find the Grand Elder, Lin Zhusheng and his eldest senior brother who was returning to the inner gate were heading in the same direction and walked together for a while.
Last time he sent flowers, he said it was not the right time, but he thought it might be the right time today, so he took them out and sent them again.
Very good, the eldest senior brother still did not confiscated it, but instead gave him a small snack that he had bought at some point today.
Carrying a lot of bags, Lin Zhusheng went to find the great elder.
There is no one on the Elder Peak. The Great Elder lives in the Jingsi Hall most of the time. He is also the only elder who can be found directly without entering the inner gate.
It was not yet late at night, and when Player Lin went to deliver a gift, he was still awake and reading in the hall.
Lin Zhusheng trotted forward very quickly and without beating around the bush, and put the lamp on the table.
As if somewhat surprised that he actually came, the Great Elder raised his head and his eyes met the colorful lanterns.
Lin Zhusheng also turned the petals of the lantern to indicate that this place could be moved.
The Great Elder's eyebrows jumped. It was hard to tell whether he was moved or frightened. After thinking for a while, he said, "...What is this?"
Lin Zhusheng reached out and gently patted the lamp, saying, "It's a lamp for the elder."
The Great Elder thanked him for his kindness and declined with a dignified face.
This little old man. Lin Zhusheng did not back down at all. He was ready for a long tug-of-war and sat down at the table. He skillfully threw out the steps and said, "I originally wanted to buy other styles, but I went too late and this is the only one left. Elder, please take a look."
Surprisingly, there was no tug-of-war. The Great Elder changed his words and said something else: "If you don't commit a crime, you won't come here to be punished in the future. Even if you give me these, it won't do you any good."
Lin Zhusheng knew from the beginning that it would be no good, so he nodded and said, "That's not right."
He wasn't here for any benefits, he just wanted some favorability and to collect all the achievements once again.
He came without any benefit. The Great Elder did not understand him. When he looked over, he only saw a pair of clear eyes half-closed and a hand quietly plucking the petals of the lantern.
Noticing his gaze, the hand that was stealing away stopped and retracted as if nothing had happened.
“…”
He couldn't keep the expression on his face tight, and the beard around his mouth trembled, covering the twitching corners of his mouth.
Lin Zhusheng ended up chatting in the Jingsi Hall for more than an hour. He left after he felt comfortable, and returned feeling relaxed and happy.
A lantern added 5 points of favorability, and just chatting for a while also added 5 points. He added 5 points for no apparent reason, and earned 10 points of favorability after chatting for a long time. He was the happiest person tonight.
He left, leaving behind a fancy lamp that was out of place in the Jingsi Hall and the great elder who hadn't spoken for such a long time and was talking until his mouth was dry.
The next day was a good day, and no matter how late I slept at night, I had to get up and practice sword-fighting.
I guess they all went out to play at night, and the next day, my fellow disciples seemed to be still sleepy. When I swung my sword, I almost swung it out in the physical sense.
As if they were in a hurry, the town outside the mountain just had a lantern festival yesterday, and today the sect also started to get busy and prepare something.
One of the disciples was half asleep and half awake when he swung his sword unsteadily, making some noise, but this noise was no louder than the sound of the steward who was building a stand on the edge of the training ground.
Everything was interesting to watch while practicing sword skills. His body moved mechanically. While swinging his sword, Lin Zhusheng looked at the people busy outside the training ground. He found that there were several inner sect disciples among them, and there was also the vague figure of a boss, who seemed to be directing something.
During the halftime break, he finally realized what he was busy with.
Before they knew it, it was time for the sect competition. This year's main venue was in Tianzong, and the competition field was right at the training ground at their feet.
The sect competition has little to do with them, as those participating are inner disciples, but the good thing is that they don’t have to practice sword skills during the competition. They can wander around the sect, or choose to watch the competition.
The competition is a grand event in the world of cultivation. It is extremely difficult to participate, and the same is true for watching. The only reason they can watch it at will is because of the support of their sect, which happens to be the main venue.
This is important, but something else is more important now. During the intermission, six elementary school students gathered together again. Someone grabbed Lin Zhusheng who wanted to wander over to watch the grandstand being built, and asked him the question he wanted to ask the night before, "Why did you end up walking with Ling Xujun yesterday?"
Song Ming, who was quietly playing with the jade pendant, looked over.
Fate grabbed him by the scruff of the neck. Lin Zhusheng took two steps but failed to leave. So he could only stay and answered honestly, "I just happened to meet him."
After that, he briefly described the situation at that time, saying: "He was abandoned by the others who were hanging out together. It was pitiful for him to hang out alone."
Others objectively felt that no one would dare to ask Ling Xujun out to play and then abandon him halfway, and they also felt that the other party did not look pitiful when they met.
They were chatting in a circle when a figure came over from a distance. As he waved, a voice came: "Little friend Lin!"
It's the boss. The person who had been abandoned by the senior brother halfway came over. It seemed that he had something to say. He smiled and dug Lin Zhusheng away from the group of elementary school students. He waved to the others and said, "Little friend Lin, lend it to me first, and I'll return it soon."
Lin Zhusheng was borrowed.
The movement was so fast that before anyone else could react to what was happening, the two people had already walked away.
Because his height was not as prominent as that of the senior brother and the boss, Lin Zhusheng was treated as a support and had an extra hand on his body.
Fortunately, he was generous enough to be a support. After walking a distance, he stopped and asked, "Why are you here, boss?"
"I know a little about architecture, so I was asked to set up the venue."
The boss felt troubled when he mentioned this matter. He scratched his head fiercely, skipped this topic, and asked about other things with a grin, saying, "Didn't you guys have the chance to go out and play yesterday? Was it fun?"
"It's fun. I even ran into Senior Brother," Lin Zhusheng remembered something and asked, "Did the boss solve the urgent matter last night?"
The boss, who had spent the previous night doing nothing, pointed at himself and said, "It's urgent, me?"
He was bored last night and wanted to ask Wen Baizhou to go out and play, but was rejected outright, so he could only practice swordplay all night.
"...Ah wait." After realizing something in the brief silence, the boss quickly retracted his preface and said, "It's solved. It's solved."
After all, they were friends for many years, so he quickly guessed how Xu Jun from Ling had told him how he had gone out to play and then ran away halfway.
Although the attitude is a bit strange, it’s fine as long as it’s resolved. Lin Zhusheng then asked, "What does the boss want to talk to me about?"
"Ah, this one."
The boss took back his hand from his shoulder, stood up, turned around twice, and began to choose his words carefully, saying, "Your senior brother asked me to tell you that there will be a sect competition in a few days. Many people from other sects will come. Please be careful. If possible, avoid contact with strangers."
Lin Zhusheng raised his eyes, "Hmm?"
"Well, what I mean is, you see, the people from the outer sect are no different from us, they have many ulterior motives," the boss rolled his eyes twice, almost scratching his scalp, and said, "There are so many people and so many eyes, you can't guarantee that someone is thinking of something bad, such as trying to get information from you or something like that."
He closed his eyes and opened them again, and continued quickly: "For example, the Weapon Sect or something."
I’m sorry to all the friends and I’m sorry to Qi Zong.
This morning, someone suddenly came to his house and asked him to convey a message. The content of the message was simple, just asking him not to let this person have too much communication with the people from Qi Zong.
It sounds simple, but in reality, everything about it is weird if you really want to express it. Apart from saying this, he couldn't think of any way to reduce people's contact with the people from the Weapon Sect.
In addition, he actually didn't understand why people were asked to have less contact with people from the Weapon Sect.
“I’m actually pretty tight-lipped.”
After listening to this, Lin Zhusheng felt that the probability of him being tricked was low, so he put the matter aside and asked, "Where is the eldest brother? What's wrong with him?"
If the person in question had nothing to do, he would have come over and said it in person.
The boss then replied, "The Lord of Guiyu City had something important to discuss with the Sect Master, but the Sect Master wanted to be in charge of the competition, so he went. It was just decided this morning that he will be back after the competition is over."
I decided to leave this morning, and this person probably won’t be awake yet when I leave.
Lin Zhusheng nodded to show that he understood.
All his emotions were written on his face, but sometimes it was hard to tell what he was thinking. Not sure whether he had taken the instructions to heart, the boss reiterated his responsibility.
The construction task was heavy and busy. He had just said a few words when someone came to him and asked him to go and take a look. After saying goodbye quickly, he walked away quickly, saying "coming" as he walked.
The matter seemed to have been discussed, so Lin Zhusheng turned around and returned to the elementary school student group.
After all, his fellow students still had some feelings for each other and showed some concern for him, asking him what he had just said.
"Nothing much, just some common words from the safety manual."
Lin Zhusheng touched his chin, sat down cross-legged and thought: "By the way, do you know the Qi Sect?"
Like the Qi Sect, Yao Sect and Tian Sect, the Qi Sect is a top-level sect. He originally didn't pay much attention to it and had never thought of its existence. But just now, the boss repeated it several times and he suddenly had an impression of it. He had a sense of familiarity that was different from that of other sects.
But I can't remember where it is familiar. After arriving in this world, he had only seen the Qi Sect in books. Before that, he had spent most of his time in the Tian Sect in the game and had no special connection with other sects.
…a special connection.
Very good, Lin Zhusheng finally has some impression. A group of faces and names quickly flashed through his mind, and he finally matched the faces with the names and said, "Chen Jinghao."
He asked: "Do you know Chen Jinghao?"
“I have some understanding.”
The first to speak was Song Ming. He grew up in a big family, and he knew not only the Medicine Sect, but also other big sects. He said, "The young master of the Weapon Sect has a nature... well, he likes to make friends."
Making friends is a more euphemistic way of putting it.
Although others had never seen the heir of such a large sect in person, they had heard about it and had heard many different versions of the story.
The young master of the Weapon Sect has an extraordinary talent for refining weapons. He has been the center of attention since he was a child and has had a smooth life. After he grew up, he began to flirt with women. His romantic affairs have supported many storytellers and book writers. His likes and dislikes are extremely obvious. He likes people with good looks, and he won't even look at other people twice and rarely has a good face towards them.
Zhang Jing next to him turned around and asked, "Why are you asking about him suddenly?"
Lin Zhusheng waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I just remembered it."
"He is the young master of the sect. He should be here for the competition. The senior brother just now was probably trying to remind you not to get close to him."
Gao Yu came over, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "After all, if people like us get close to him, he will definitely not be happy."
He was very good at comforting himself, and added: "Not bad, at least he won't target us. Those beautiful disciples should be careful."
To be honest, it has been a long time since I last looked in the mirror, and Lin Zhusheng has forgotten what he looks like now. Hearing this, he patted his face and replied casually, "Well, I guess so."
Feeling that it felt pretty good, he took a few more photos.
Although it was naturally categorized as not having a good face and no one objected, he actually quite liked this face that he had sculpted himself - well, although it was so ordinary that he had forgotten what it looked like.
Thinking that he was concerned about his image by taking those two photos, Zhang Jing patted him on the shoulder to comfort him, "You can blend in perfectly with the crowd, which is also a kind of strength."
"Ah?" Lin Zhusheng, who was trying to remember what the face he pinched looked like, didn't listen at all and responded casually, "Yeah."
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