Chapter 109
The Ancestor of our Sect Isn't Acting like an Elder
109 â Strange Shop
Xue Qilin hasnât given a gift to her only disciple yet .
Although the feelings between two people should not be reflected in objects, but compared to shapeless things that canât be touched, things with specific shape can make people feel more at ease .
What should I give her? While strolling on the streets, Xue Qilin lowered her head and pondered this question . Itâs rare for her to go down the mountain, so she wants to buy something to give Shui Yunâer .
As she pondered, she remembered where she is going next, and suddenly had an idea .
âLittle Yun ah...â
âHmm? Young Teacher, is something the matter?â
Xue Qilin looked Shui Yunâer up and down . She only answered after she had a rough idea in her mind .
âHow about I give you a set of clothes?â
âClothes?â
Xue Qilinâs proposal left Shui Yunâer stunned . It was probably too sudden .
âUm, I think I havenât gifted you anything yet, so I want to give you something . I am going to get something from a familiar clothing shop, so Iâm planning to order a set for you! Those are clothes I personally designed!â
âYoung Teacher, Iâm fine as is, I donât need any gifts...â
After listening to the other party, Shui Yunâer showed a faint wry smile .
âBesides, you have already taught me âspellsâ, gave me what I want, gave me...â
Probably looking for the right word, Shui Yunâer paused for a moment .
âWarmth that I deserve...?â
She crooked her head slightly and said with little certainty .
Then she smiled .
Itâs a smile that resembles the warm sun in early spring .
âIâm already happy . â
It was a sudden emotional confession .
Shui Yunâerâs words must have come from the heart .
I just want to give her a present, no need to say so much... Xue Qilin scratched her head embarrassedly .
But with this, Xue Qilinâs determination to give Shui Yunâer a gift was further strengthened .
âI will buy the clothes whether you want them or not!â
Xue Qilin pouted and said forcefully .
âThis...â
Shui Yunâer showed an expression that is neither that of humor nor annoyance .
âIf you donât want them, then Iâll throw them into the moat of Luoyang City!â
Since the lass is so adamant, Shui Yunâer can hardly refuse her .
âIn order for you not to be wasteful and not to be criticized by others, Young Teacher, I have to accept your gift with a fearless spirit . â
Shui Yunâer closed an eye and said playfully .
Xue Qilin humphed twice, crossed her arms, and uttered: âItâs good that you understand!â
Shui Yunâer covered her mouth with her sleeve and issued a bright laughter .
Xue Qilin smiled in return .
Next she pulled Shui Yunâer by the hand .
âThen letâs go! I will lead the way!â
Shui Yunâer smiled, let Xue Qilin lead the way, and rushed after her .
The two people linked together cast a long shadow on the ground behind them .
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Xue Qilin and Shui Yunâer crossed what seems like a boundary of the world
This is a dark alley .
It is wet and quiet here, and the air is filled with a sour and choking stink . The walls of buildings on both sides of the alley are covered in all kinds of stains â oil stains, ink stains, shoe prints, and even dark blood stains .
The sun hasnât set yet, but the alley looks dark and secluded, and there is no end in sight .
This is probably because the buildings are too close to one another and block the sun .
Staying in this alley, it seems that even the aura of life is being stifled .
It is a road leading to Luotian Townâs darkest part â the slums .
âYoung Teacher, are we really at the right place?â
Shui Yunâer covered her nose, creased her eyebrows, and asked . She probably canât stand the smell here .
In contrast, Xue Qilin looks much more at ease .
She used to roam battlefields .
Corpses piling up like mountains, a stench of blood impossible to get rid of â there is no place with a worse environment than a battlefield .
âThis is a place of crouching tigers and hidden dragons!â
The lass objected to Shui Yunâerâs concerns .
âI know... I used to buy medicine in a similar place before, but I donât think anyone would open a shop in such a place...â
âThat so?â
Xue Qilin recalled the strange guy who wears black clothes and covers his mouth even in his own shop .
âWell... that guy is a bit odd . He hates the sun, but heâs not a bad person . â
Xue Qilin gave Shui Yunâer a heads-up, so that she wonât be too scared when she sees him and wonât attack him .
âIs it really okay?â
Shui Yunâer creased her eyebrows even more .
âWell, heâs an amazing tailor . â
At least he can realize Xue Qilinâs âdesignsâ .
Shui Yunâer asked no more questions, but there is still an uneasy expression on her face .
After numerous twists and turns, the two ended in front of a singly-story buildingâs door .
A sign with the words âClothes Sellerâ is hanging high above the door . This seems to be the name of the shop .
âIs this the place?â
Shui Yunâer blinked her eyes, and her gaze wandered about the building in front of her .
âMhm . Letâs go in!â
Xue Qilin pushed open the door and entered, without even knocking on the door . When the door opened, she immediately covered her nose with her sleeve .
As Shui Yunâer was wondering about Xue Qilin, a cloud of dust with a putrid smell hit her face, and she coughed several times .
Is it really okay? As she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, the girl followed the lass whose figure has already disappeared into the dark shop .
The first thing that caught her eyes was the densely-packed shelves .
The shelves are filled with clothes of different styles, which are a rare sight . But as âmerchandiseâ, these clothes are not appealing, because they are covered with dust, and look very dirty .
âScoundrel, clean the shop!â
A dexterous voice came from inside the shop . Shui Yunâer followed the voice and quickly saw the lassâs petite figure .
Opposite her is a counter, and he is standing behind the counter .
Thatâs a strange person .
Judging from the physique, it should be a man .
Heâs dressed in black clothes that cover his figure and conceal most of his features, only exposing his black eyes .
Probably sensing Shui Yunâerâs gaze, the man looked at her . There is no emotion in his eyes, which look like stagnant pools of water full of rot and a heavy smell .
Those are the eyes of a murderer .
He must have killed many people! Maybe he was an assassin before! Warnings flared up in Shui Yunâerâs mind, and her right hand moved towards the Hengdao [1] hanging from her waist .
The girl canât tell whether the man is a martial practitioner or not, she cannot feel anything from the other party â including the personâs aura .
The man seems to have noticed the girlâs movements, and he aimed his gaze at her waist .
But in the next moment, he looked away and focused back on Xue Qilin . He doesnât seem interested in Shui Yunâerâs movement .
âIt youâre not happy, then donât come here anymore . â
The man answered coldly . Because of the mask on his face, his voice sounds muffled .
[1] â Hengdao