Chapter 4 Black and White Lotus
The two returned home, drank lotus seed and lily soup at noon, and then continued to live their lives in respect to each other.
When He Qing happened to be looking at the Star Network, he found that everyone was discussing the latest proposal.
[I hope the general's proposal will be passed and those people will be severely punished. I heard that some families even beat people to death! It's the interstellar age! There is no human rights! ]
[By the way, some families are indeed more feudal than those in ancient times. ]
【Alas, fortunately, I am just an ordinary person from an ordinary family. 】
[No, domestic violence is also very serious in some ordinary families. Tsk, scumbags are not divided by poverty! ]
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone immediately joined in and began to attack the domestic violence perpetrator.
He Qing glanced at the Star Network, then ran to look at Duan Chenhui. The higher the evaluation on the Star Network, the brighter the golden light on Duan Chenhui's body.
He Qing looked at the golden light of merit on his body and thought with his chin lowered. He was just a mortal, but he was covered with golden light of merit and possessed the power of faith. He was no longer an ordinary mortal.
Unfortunately, this time and space is not his time and space, and they do not have spiritual roots and cannot practice Taoism.
Duan Chenhui was discussing the wedding arrangements with the housekeeper downstairs when he suddenly turned around and looked up.
He Qing waved his hand at him: "General, do you need any help?"
"No need." Duan Chenhui refused decisively because he found that He Qing liked white and green, but a wedding was not a funeral.
Duan Chenhui looked at the surrounding layout again, and then turned back to see that He Qing had already gone back. He looked at his watch and it was probably meditation time. He Qing would meditate on time every day and then recite scriptures.
Duan Chenhui returned to the house when he felt that the arrangement was fine. At this time, he received a message from Doctor Zhang: [General, there will be an auction on the capital star tomorrow. Rumor has it that there will be the rare herbs we found before. ]
【I'll go and see for myself.】
[But... the auction starts at 3:00 in the evening.]
【I will come back soon.】
Duan Chenhui hung up the phone and looked down at his feet. He would not give up even if there was only a tiny bit of hope. The drug that Dr. Zhang discovered that could inhibit the venom of the queen worm was also bought at an underground auction.
Unfortunately, it was an underground auction house and no one could be found once the auction was over.
The next day, Duan Chenhui took Yang Fan out. Before leaving, he saw He Qing feeding carp in the lotus pond again. He glanced at his leisurely back and turned around to get on the hovercraft.
Yang Fan drove the car and held back for a while before asking, "If the general meets someone he likes in the future..."
Duan Chenhui lowered his head slightly and adjusted his cuffs: "If He Qing still wants to leave, then he can leave. If he doesn't want to divorce, I will stay with him forever."
Yang Fan was shocked. He finally understood one thing. The general had never imagined who he would like. Even if he really found that person in the future, he would first protect his marriage and regard rules and responsibilities as more important than anyone else.
Yang Fan thought about it carefully, and he didn't know whether Duan Chenhui was affectionate and loyal or cold and heartless.
When the vehicle arrived at the entrance of the auction hall, Yang Fan did not stop the car but drove straight into the underground city. After passing the green tunnel, he saw a colorful city.
Duan Chenhui looked out and saw that the entertainment facilities here were even richer than those on the ground. Colorful lights, giant-screen advertisements, and criss-crossing aerial passages formed the tone of this carnival world.
Duan Chenhui felt that the light was a bit dazzling: "Go down."
"Yes." Yang Fan drove the car close to the road.
Duan Chenhui looked ahead and suddenly saw a commotion happening ahead.
"Zerg! Why are there Zerg here?!"
"Everyone run!!"
"General!" Yang Fan stopped the car immediately.
Duan Chenhui got out of the car and looked up at the huge flying insect in the sky. This insect had a strange shape, was pitch black, and had a wingspan of at least ten meters when spread out.
But weapons and mechas cannot be used here.
Duan Chenhui frowned, with stars in his eyes. At this moment, the Zerg was screaming in the air, and the next second it suddenly fell on the central fountain with a "bang", splashing water.
Duan Chenhui paused slightly as he looked at the water droplets floating in front of him, then continued to run forward. There was a man standing alone in front of him, looking up at the Zerg.
"3S mental power?" Duan Chenhui stopped and stood not far from the other party, but he was not sure because he did not feel the fluctuation of mental power.
"General Duan, I have long heard of your great name."
The man turned around, revealing white waist-length hair, black clothes, and a mask on his face, revealing only a pair of emerald green eyes. Even his eyelashes were white. He looked like an albino wearing cosmetic contact lenses.
Duan Chenhui was stunned. He couldn't believe it. He knew all the 3Ss in the empire, but none of them had white hair and green eyes.
"Are you the one on the spaceship?" This was all Duan Chenhui could think of.
"I don't understand what the general is saying, and I don't have any mental strength." He Qing took a step back slightly. He had just used his spiritual power, and he wanted to test whether Duan Chenhui could sense it.
"Although I couldn't feel it, your ability is the same as 3S." Duan Chenhui now suspected that he was a foreigner. "I have no ill intentions."
Diplomatic etiquette was used towards the mysterious foreigner Duan Chenhui.
Duan Chenhui stared at him closely, and the other's green eyes were calm.
He Qing took another step back: "I have something urgent to do, bye." After he said that, he turned around, his refusal was very obvious.
"Then we'll meet again."
He Qing paused slightly and continued walking forward.
Duan Chenhui stared at his back, thought for a while, and did not chase after him. He did not want to confront someone at the 3S level, mainly because he did not know what race the other person was.
Yang Fan chased after him: "General! Why don't you keep him?"
Duan Chenhui shook his head: "He might be a foreigner."
"But such a powerful person conceals his identity and lurks in our capital planet... Could he have some ulterior motive?" Yang Fan was a little worried.
"Unless they want to go to war with the Empire." Duan Chenhui narrowed his eyes slightly and looked back at the Zerg. "This Zerg is just temporarily unconscious. Let's deal with it first."
"Yes." Yang Fan did so immediately and contacted the guards here.
*
He Qing moved among the crowd and touched the mask on his face. After testing, he found that the people here really could not sense spiritual power, which would make it easier for him to act from now on.
After he ran away, he immediately met up with Jingyi, who was sitting in the box sipping tea. He was wearing a white shirt and rimless glasses, looking like a gentleman.
"Mr. He, are you reluctant to leave your homeland?" Jing Yi spoke as soon as he saw him.
"I met the general on the way." He Qing took off his mask, revealing a handsome face. "Fortunately, he didn't recognize me."
Jing Yi pushed his glasses and teased with a smile: "If he knew that person was you, he would be shocked."
"I would be scared to death too." He Qing swallowed a disguise pill, rubbed his face, and turned himself into an ugly monster.
Jing Yi wanted to laugh when he saw his look: "If it were the general now, he would be scared to death by your appearance. I think the general might be obsessed with looks."
"Amitabha, a handsome man is a disaster."
"Okay, stop being narcissistic and go in. The auction is about to start." Jing Yi stood up and said, "Tell me how you met the general?"
He Qing talked as he walked, and he had just finished talking when they arrived at the auction venue. They registered their "virtual identities" to enter the venue, and He Qing's identity was "Mr. He".
All transactions at the auction are directly handled by the central intelligence, which is basically safe, unless someone uses great power to check the central tower...
He Qing inexplicably thought of Duan Chenhui, but considering General Duan's character, he shouldn't go and investigate in person?
Jing Yi asked, "You want to make money as soon as you leave the White Tower. What do you want to auction?"
"Some exotic plants are also medicinal herbs." He Qing smiled. He was actually talking about spiritual herbs. "I can't keep spending the general's money."
"How much did he give you?" Jing Yi suddenly became interested.
He Qing thought about those gold cards: "Maybe they can be used unlimitedly?" There should be a lot of them.
"I didn't expect the general to have the style of a male chauvinist Alpha." Jing Yi said with a smile, "Those Alphas have strong self-esteem."
"Maybe the general thinks I can't live without pocket money." He Qing found an excuse for Duan Chenhui.
Jingyi glanced at him through the lens and jokingly said, "You should not have been 'bribed' by money, right?"
"But I realized the importance of money in the mortal world." He Qing was helpless, "And I also want to find a kind of ore."
"What ore?"
"Hmm... probably green in color, with energy. I don't know how to describe it." He Qing said vaguely. He wanted to find spirit stones. There were not many spirit stones left in his space. If he wanted to advance to the Nascent Soul stage, he would need more spirit stones, which he might find at an auction.
Jing Yi did not ask any more questions, and the two of them kept this tacit understanding: "Then wait until you find it." He looked up and said, "If you want to auction something, you have to register at the backstage. I'll take you there."
He Qing nodded and went in with him. Soon a staff member came to greet them and took them to a private room.
"What do you want to send? We will charge a 20% service fee." The staff was not surprised to see that they looked so ugly and still asked politely.
He Qing took out a spiritual herb with blue flowers: "It's a blue spiritual flower, it can relieve insect poison."
The staff member was slightly startled, and picked up the flower with gloves on to examine it carefully: "Is this the exotic plant that appeared in an auction before?" He took out a magnifying glass and looked at it, and after a moment, he slowly exhaled and put it down, "Indeed, someone has been buying them at a high price recently, and they are already on the bounty list."
He Qing smiled and pretended not to know: "I see."
The staff looked at them and thought for a moment: "I put your herbs in the finale, do you have any objection?"
"No." He Qing nodded.
The staff member took out a form and said, "Please fill in the basic information of the auction item and the transfer account number."
He Qing took the electronic pen and wrote on the special paper. After finishing writing, he converted it into the interstellar standard font with one click and handed it back to the staff.
The staff handed them a card: "Please come back here to trade after the auction."
He Qing took the card, stood up and went out with Jing Yi. They didn't book a VIP room, so they squeezed into the public seats. He Qing looked at the time and thought he should be able to make it back...
Jing Yi whispered, "It should be over by six in the morning at the latest."
He Qing: "Why is it held in the middle of the night?"
"For excitement and atmosphere?" Jing Yi spread his hands. "Auctions are always like this. I heard that some underground auctions are very dangerous. Someone may go berserk and attack others, or even rob them at any time."
"Go and have a look when there's a chance." He Qing's first thought was not about danger, but about opportunity. They, the cultivators, look for opportunities in danger.
"I'm also interested. I'll go find out where I can find it and let you know when the time comes." As Jing Yi finished speaking, the hall darkened. The auction had begun.
He Qing didn't speak to Jing Yi again. Finally, he sold the herb at a high price. He stood up and went backstage with Jing Yi.
But at this time, a new person came into the room. He stood up and said with a smile, "Hello, I'm the manager here."
He Qing had a smile on his face, but it made the scar on his face even more distorted. He sat down and asked, "Excuse me, why did you change people?"
The manager observed them for a moment and said, "In fact, someone wants to make another offer for that herb and wants to do long-term business with you. I am making the call on their behalf. Don't worry, we haven't revealed your location."
Jingyi looked at He Qing. That person should be Duan Chenhui. This was He Qing's target person tonight. The transaction of Duan Chenhui buying herbs was just putting money from the left pocket into the right pocket!
He remembered that the Xingyin account registered by He Qing was Duan Chenhui's account! Duan Chenhui's account was top secret. If Duan Chenhui hadn't gone to the Central Tower to check, he wouldn't have found the person at all! !
Jing Yi suddenly realized that He Qing was really black-hearted! And is this considered a pretend husband-husband interest?
"I want to meet the person first." He Qing still had to see if it was really Duan Chenhui.
"Okay." The manager breathed a sigh of relief, then raised his hand and used the terminal to notify the person over there, "General, we are in Room 007."
"..." Jingyi couldn't bear to watch it anymore.
He Qing touched his face and put another mask on himself and Jing Yi.
Jing Yi, who had changed his appearance, was speechless: "Are you scared?"
"Amitabha, an extra layer of protection is better than being safe." He Qing clasped his hands together.
"Be careful when you get caught." Jing Yi teased him, "Also, change your catchphrase, or you'll be exposed."
"Understood." He Qing immediately put his hands down. At this time, the sound of a door opening came from behind him. He Qing's back tightened and he turned around to look.
Duan Chenhui pushed the door open and came in, followed by Yang Fan.
Duan Chenhui was wearing casual clothes today, with his jacket rolled up on his elbows. There was still a hint of residual starlight under his dark blue eyes, like a deep cold pool.
He Qing looked at Duan Chenhui's clothes. A large area of his coat was wet, probably from the fountain.
The manager walked over immediately, but did not dare to help Duan Chenhui: "General, let me introduce you, this is Mr. He, and the one next to him is Mr. Jing." He then said to He Qing and the others, "This is General Duan, I believe you all know him."
He Qing stood up and said, "Nice to meet you."
Duan Chenhui was a little surprised after seeing He Qing's mask clearly: "I didn't expect to meet you again so soon." He stretched out his hand, "Nice to meet you."
He Qing smiled and put his hand on his chest, bending down slightly. He didn't dare to shake hands with Duan Chenhui, otherwise he would be exposed. People at Duan Chenhui's level have a strong sense of touch and can perceive a lot of information through physical contact.
Duan Chenhui understood after a quick thought, casually withdrew his hand, nodded to him, walked to the single sofa, hung his coat on the armrest, and sat down.
"Mr. He, Mr. Jing, I am very interested in your medicinal herbs." Duan Chenhui went straight to the point without asking for other information. "I wonder how many more you have?"
Jing Yi kept drinking tea from the cup. Although he had changed his appearance, he was more easily exposed than He Qing. He decided to leave the conversation with the general to the reliable "Mr. He".
He Qing shook his head: "I'm sorry, this herb needs a special environment to grow... and it grows slowly. If the general needs it, I have ten more plants here." Spiritual herbs often take hundreds or even thousands of years to bloom and bear fruit, and humans simply can't wait. It's not that he doesn't want to help them.
Duan Chenhui pondered for a moment and said, "I see. I'll take all the remaining ten plants."
"Okay." He Qing took out the remaining blue spiritual grass, which he also found in that secret realm. The blue flowers were in clusters, like round lanterns, and they could glow.
Duan Chenhui took one and observed it for a moment. After confirming that it was correct, he put the flower down and asked: "Where did you find it?"
He Qing smiled and started to talk nonsense: "I got it by chance. Last time we were exploring, we rushed into a wormhole and it was not easy to come back alive."
"Although it may be a bit presumptuous, could you tell me approximately where it is?"
"In the Heihe Belt." He Qing had also done his homework. The Heihe Belt is a very dangerous place. Not only are there Zerg in front of the Heihe Belt, but there is also a meteorite belt.
Duan Chenhui lowered his eyes slightly: "It is indeed very dangerous. Mr. He is very courageous."
"Thank you for the compliment, General." He Qing replied calmly.
Duan Chenhui looked at the blue spirit flower again: "According to the trading rules, I will buy it at twice the price."
The manager immediately brought over an electronic ball and said, "Then please swipe your card, General."
He Qing watched Duan Chenhui open the card, and then his terminal made a "ding" sound. He took it out and had a look. One, two, three, four, five... a lot of zeros.
He smiled and stood up: "Then we'll go first, bye."
If I don’t go back now, I’ll be late for the wedding!
Duan Chenhui also stood up: "See you again if we are lucky enough. If Mr. He finds this herb again, please contact me." He looked at the time and became a little anxious.
"Sure." He Qing nodded and turned to leave.
Jingyi smiled and followed him out. They were going to get married tomorrow, but they were still hanging out here watching the auction at night. He was worried about them.
After He Qing walked out, he looked at the time again: "Take me back quickly."
"Get in the car." Jingyi opened the car door.
*
On the other side, Duan Chenhui also got on the hovercraft parked outside.
Yang Fan drove: "General, you have been walking for too long today."
"It's okay." Duan Chenhui frowned slightly and rubbed his numb knees. He didn't dare to relax in front of someone of equal strength.
"General, I can check his information." Yang Fan added that they have the power to check everyone in the country.
Duan Chenhui thought for a while and looked at the lights outside: "Then go check it out."
"Okay." Yang Fan thought for a moment, "In fact, we know all the people in 3S, including those from the Federation and aliens. Does the general have anyone in mind who he should be fighting against?"
"No." Duan Chenhui paused, "He is too young."
"Indeed." Yang Fan sighed. The youngest 3S in the empire is a general. Those in other countries are older than the general. The identity of that person is more worthy of reflection.
*
The vehicle quickly returned to the general's mansion and confronted another hovercraft.
Duan Chenhui frowned and got out of the car. The person opposite him also got out and stared at him.
"General, where have you been?" He Qing felt a little guilty and decided to strike first.
"I should be the one asking you this." Duan Chenhui glanced at the gate and asked back, "You just came back now?"
"I made an appointment with some friends and it was my last bachelor party." He Qing made an excuse to keep up with the times.
Duan Chenhui examined him for a moment: "I thought you ran away from your marriage."
"How is that possible? That would make you a nationwide wanted man."
"You knew that, too?"
The two looked at each other and thought at the same time, it's a good thing we made it back.
The worried housekeeper pushed the door open, looking worried: "General, Mr. He, if you don't change your clothes, you will be too late to get to the wedding."
"Ahem... General, in order to avoid people misunderstanding that both of us have run away from our marriage, let's hurry up." He Qing immediately resurrected on the spot.
"Then hurry up." Duan Chenhui nodded and walked in. When he reached the lotus pond, he turned his head and saw a pool of white lotus flowers. He suddenly remembered that person. Although his whole body was white, his core was black.
The housekeeper walked in front, let them have breakfast first, and then took them away to dress up.
He Qing put on a red suit and, for festive occasion, he tied a Chinese double happiness knot on his headband, which swayed as he walked.
Duan Chenhui felt a little dazzled by the eye-catching knot.
"Stand still."
"What's wrong?"
He Qing looked back in confusion.
Duan Chenhui supported the wheelchair armrest with his right hand and pressed his forehead: "You're making me dizzy."
He Qing ran over quickly: "General, are you feeling unwell?" The general walked a lot last night, so he must be feeling unwell.
"It's okay." Duan Chenhui straightened the red flower on his chest, "It's about time."
He Qing helped him up, and the two walked out and took a hovercraft to the sky garden, where the wedding banquet would be held.
He Qing suddenly felt a little nervous. After all, today was his wedding day. There are three major ceremonies in life: the full moon ceremony, the wedding and the funeral. He counted on his fingers and felt that his connection with Duan Chenhui was a little closer.
He Qing recited the scriptures silently, which was inevitable.
Duan Chenhui seemed to notice something was wrong with him: "Are you nervous?"
"Aren't you nervous?" He Qing asked back, staring at Duan Chenhui's stern face. Duan Chenhui's eyes were actually dark blue, and it was impossible to tell without careful observation.
Duan Chenhui put his hands on the armrests and stretched his body against the back of the chair: "There's nothing to be nervous about."
He Qing looked down at his hands. Duan Chenhui was thinking when he put his hands on the armrest. This time he put both hands. He smiled and put the bouquet to his nose: "Does it smell good?"
"Hmm?" Duan Chenhui asked.
He Qing smiled: "Amitabha, the major events in life are nothing more than birth, marriage and death. It is normal to be nervous."
Even the most decisive and invincible god of war in the entire galaxy would be nervous about this, so it is normal for him to be nervous too.
He Qing felt slightly relieved.
"You're right too." Duan Chenhui looked sideways at him. He was not upset about being exposed. He was indeed a little nervous. This was probably his first and only wedding.
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