NCCnovel Chapter 187 Leaving the Capital
Chapter 187 Leaving the Capital
Xue Tong was still watching the sedan chair slowly depart when she suddenly heard Xue Lan's suggestion and was somewhat taken aback.
The little girl looked blank and dazed for a moment before she came to her senses: "Are you leaving today? Aren't you going to tell Aunt He?"
Xue Lan raised her hand and patted her head: "I've never been good at saying goodbye. Let's leave tonight. I already talked to Aunt He this morning. Before leaving the capital, we need to see two people!"
Xue Lan wanted to see none other than Qing Song and her daughter, whom she had secretly placed in the capital of the Great Shun Dynasty.
Outside a mansion not far from Yu Niang's house, two vendors were chatting about the new owner of the mansion.
The house had been haunted before its new owner arrived. It was said that a scholar who was taking the imperial examinations hanged there a few years ago, and since then, it had been impossible to rent or sell it. Until half a month ago, a mother and daughter who claimed to be from the Dali Dynasty rented the house.
"Tell me, the people inside haven't come out for half a month, could they have already..." A vendor selling paper and pens asked the person next to him, but he didn't finish his sentence and stopped himself.
"Don't talk nonsense!" The person next to him was startled by the vendor's words and quickly slapped him on the head: "How can you gossip about others in front of them?"
The man wanted to say a few more words, but suddenly a vendor grabbed his sleeve and pointed a finger in the direction of the mansion.
The man looked in the direction his companion was looking and saw a young girl in a dark red, wide-sleeved robe leading a little girl in a scarlet dress to the front of the mansion. The little girl stepped forward, grabbed the door knocker, and began to knock.
"Knock knock knock!" The door knocker and the iron sheet on the door made a strange, dull sound, which made the vendor feel uneasy. He saw the little girl take a step back, and the vermilion door slowly opened. A five or six-year-old child opened the door and let the two of them in.
He felt something was off about the house and didn't dare stare at it for a moment. He was about to discuss with his companion about changing locations to continue setting up his stall when he turned around and saw that his companion looked pale and had seen a ghost.
"Oh dear, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" the vendor asked anxiously. His companion shook his head and looked into the vendor's eyes as he asked.
Did you see that?
"What did you see? Two girls?" the vendor asked, somewhat puzzled.
"No, behind those two girls were two men dressed as government officials, and their feet never touched the ground!" The companion's voice trembled as he said this, clearly he had seen a ghost.
The vendor's wide smile vanished instantly, and his face turned pale. He glanced at the blazing sun overhead, then at the eerie "haunted house": "Nonsense! There's no such thing as someone whose feet never touch the ground. You'd better find another place to set up your stall!"
He said it wasn't true, but his hands moved with surprising efficiency, quickly packing his things and making a hasty escape.
His companion clearly hadn't expected him to run so fast. He cursed as he packed his things, and in less than fifteen minutes, the man was gone too.
In the eerie village that the two had previously observed, Qing Song poured Xue Lan a cup of tea with utmost respect.
Qingzhi stood timidly behind her mother, her gaze towards Xue Lan somewhat evasive, a mixture of wanting to look and being afraid. Xue Tong found this particularly interesting.
After pouring tea for Xue Lan, Qing Song wanted to pour tea for the two underworld messengers who hadn't uttered a single word since entering the room.
However, the two ghosts refused.
Xue Lan sipped the tea in her palm with an elegant and composed demeanor, appearing to be a well-mannered young lady from an official family. When her eyes were lowered, she exuded a refined and elegant air.
“These two are underworld officials from the capital city. I brought them to see Madam and Zhi’er, just in case there are any misunderstandings with the underworld later.”
Qing Song bowed to Xue Lan: "Whatever Miss arranges, Qing Song will naturally obey!"
Xue Tong stood behind Xue Lan, and whether it was her imagination or not, the lady Qing Song in front of her seemed to be very afraid of Xue Lan.
I'm even more scared than before she fell into a coma.
This discovery made Xue Tong incredibly curious. She was really curious about what Xue Lan had done when she had short-circuited before.
So Xue Tong took advantage of the time while Xue Lan and Qing Song were talking to go ask the main system.
In the void, the main system was somewhat surprised to see the white ball of light suddenly appear before it: [What are you doing here?]
The white ball of light that Xue Tong transformed into shone with dazzling soul light, almost burning out the circuits of their ancient systems that had existed for thousands of years.
"I want to know what Xue Lan was doing when I short-circuited?"
The main system looked at the dazzling white ball of light in front of it, hesitant to speak.
"You don't have permission!"
Xue Tong floated in mid-air, shocked and puzzled.
It's not her mission or her host; she doesn't have the authority for it yet.
The little girl's voice sounded aggrieved: "I'm going to complain to the central government!"
The main system, unusually, responded to her words: "I am the central government! The central government can't control me!"
Putting aside the fact that Xue Lan didn't want Xue Tong to know too much, Xue Tong's current situation also made it unsuitable for her to create another system.
Her soul has been largely repaired, and she has regained her memories and emotions. It's only a matter of time before she remembers her past.
Xue Tong had no choice but to leave in a huff, and the void space suddenly fell silent.
In this unchanging region, Xue Tong is the only vibrant bright spot.
An aged voice spoke: "She is finally returning to where she belongs!"
A childish voice chimed in, "[Good luck, isn't it? Someone was waiting all along, and you even encountered a... host like that!]"
……
A faint sadness permeated the space...
When Xue Tong returned to Xue Lan's side, the girl had already finished talking about her business and was drinking tea.
Sensing that Xue Tong had regained consciousness, Xue Lan smiled and sent her a message: "Where did you go? I've already had my third cup of tea!"
After drinking another cup, Xue Lan couldn't help but chew on the tea leaves.
Xue Tong said somewhat embarrassedly, "I'm going to see the main system!"
Xue Lan stood up from her chair and bid farewell to the two people in front of her.
"Xue Lan will soon be embarking on a long journey. I hope we will meet again, Madam!"
Qingsong escorted the two people and the ghost messenger to the door. By then, the sun was setting, and it was almost time for the city gates to close.
She watched as Xue Lan led Xue Tong toward the city gate, holding her daughter's hand, remaining silent for a long time.
Xue Lan and Xue Tong left the capital just in time. When they left the city, the guards warned them that respectable women should not leave the city at night. It wasn't until Xue Lan lied and said that someone would meet them outside the city and used some minor magic that they were able to leave.
As Xue Tong left the city, he saw the setting sun in the distance. He saw a flock of birds flying over from the orange horizon, chirping merrily, before disappearing into the nearby woods.
Xue Tong suddenly became interested: "Weary birds return to their nests. Xue Lan, when are we going back to the Xuanhuang Sect?"
Xue Lan walked slowly ahead of her, her steps light and quick, the afterglow of the setting sun casting a long shadow of her.
He really resembles that towering and upright Wolf King.
The girl spoke slowly: "Like a weary bird returning to its nest, you always have to go back!"
Xue Tong didn't notice the oddity in Xue Lan's words. The little girl excitedly stepped forward and stood beside Xue Lan, asking, "When?"
"When... everything is settled..."
If there is no chance to salvage the situation, I will send you back to where you belong.
Be that weary bird returning to the forest.