The Guide to Capturing a Black Lotus

Chapter 121  Brain Crash Pit 2.0 —— Fifteen Years (1)

Dormitory.

It was hot and dry, the cicadas outside the window were chirping loudly, and the fan on the ceiling was working, blowing only hot air.

The fan was old and had a rotating function, but it didnt turn smoothly, often emitting a droning sound that led people to worry if its neck was about to break.

Oh no, the air conditioner is broken again. Half an hour ago, her roommate took a clothes drying rod and prodded the drooping fan blades of the air vent. After leaving those words, she then ran downstairs gleefully.

Reporting repairs.

In summer, there were a lot of people reporting their air conditioners for repair. Although there was a queue, they would conveniently wait in the hall to enjoy the air conditioning, so she wouldnt be back for a while.

Ling Miaomiao was the only one left in the dormitory. The fan was blowing hard overhead, but it was still hot. She was lying on her desk doing her papers, and she picked up the paper underneath her hands and fanned herself. The turbulent wind stirred up the fine hair around her ears.

Wong A sudden noise sounded, as if the fan had twisted and broken its skeleton. The fan blade was still spinning in vain, as if it had hit some obstacle, snapping.

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As she thought of this, Ling Miaomiaos face instantly revealed a devilish smile.

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However, Mu Sheng did not notice this. He was absorbed in peeking at the person in front of him.

Since she was indoors, the girl was casually wearing a red polka dot dress. The skirt was loose, exposing her shoulders and a bit of her collarbone. Her hair was pulled up smoothly, a few strands of chestnut hair fell on the back of her neck, and the bright and flamboyant red set off her skins pale color even more, like a strawberry cake in a window display.

He quickly took her hand and lowered his head to kiss her fingers.

Ling Miaomiaos hairs stood on end: Hey

His long eyelashes were lowered into a neat row. His expression was quiet and pious, and only his chaotic breathing revealed a little of his suppressed desire.

Ling Miaomiao quickly glanced at the door, struggling to stand up, and guiltily gave him a few pecks on his face, Its broad broad daylight, dont make a scene.

2.

There was a reason behind the seperation between humans and demons.

When Erbao was fifteen years old, he was already as tall as Liu Fuyi. There was an added magnetism to his voice, and when he carried a bucket of water in the yard, he would reveal the muscles of a strong adult mans arms, often putting people in a trance.

Xue Can had already grown into a beautiful girl and married the son of a demon-hunting family. At her wedding, Ling Miaomiao felt a little shocked the little girl leaning on the side of Liu Fuyis leg blowing bubbles years ago, had reached the age she was when she first came to this world.

That day, she was astonished to find her first gray hair while looking in the dressing mirror.

Mu Sheng silently stood by the door and saw her quietly pulling out her hair and hiding it.

Every year, Ling Miaomiao would spend eight months with the protagonist group, traveling the world to catch demons, and four months dragging Mu Sheng home for vacation. Since there was no need to have children or worry about trivial matters, life was really too easy. It seemed that in the blink of an eye, fifteen years had passed by.

The county mayors daughter had turned 30, but nothing seemed to have changed, and her appearance and temperament were the same as before. But from that day on, she properly combed her hair into a married womans updo, and was embarrassed to continue dressing like a young lady.

At night, he held her in his arms. The young man was still the same as when they first met, a high ponytail, white hair band, a pair of thin, stubborn, dark eyes, looking at her in the dark, kissing her while determinedly undoing her hairdo: Why are you wearing it like this?

I should have worn it like this a long time ago. She turned her head away from him, shaking her head and joking, Hey, I dont want to be old, but the years are not kind to me.

At the present, she was just barely able to match him, but in a few years, when Erbao looked the same age as him, how was she to cope?

In the meantime, the system sent out a transmission alert once a year to remind her of the existence of another world. It has already done so fifteen times.

At the end of the year, her county mayor father passed away from old age. Ling Miaomiao arranged a proper burial for him, holding his hand and sending him off peacefully. In the mourning hall, Mu Sheng silently kneeled with her until midnight.

The night was very quiet, after crying, her mind was empty and she began to think of her father.

As if a radar detector was installed in his head, the first thing he said in the flickering candlelight was: You want to leave.

Ling Miaomiao was startled: I didnt

He smiled uncharacteristically lightly, his profile obscure under the bright candlelight, You dont have to hide anything from me, I know everything.

Truthfully Ling Miaomiao paused and counted on her fingers for him, Look, Erbao has grown up and Xue Can has gotten married. Brother Liu and Sister Mu have a son and daughter, a family of their own. In this place, I dont have any regrets left

Yes. He interrupted, seemingly very reasonable and understanding. He softly replied, Its okay.

Ling Miaomiao was slightly relieved. The next second, he stuffed a cold smooth bead into her hand, lowered his eyes, and added plainly: When you leave, just crush it for me.

Ling Miaomiao looked at it with the aid of the candle flame for a while. The semi-transparent bead seemed to have shifting red veins, like ripples over the waters surface.

She felt something was wrong and tried pinching it. The person beside her swayed and suddenly spat out a mouthful of polluted blood. His face instantly paled to a paper-white, but he still stared obstinately at the ground and knelt with a straight back.

Ling Miaomiao was so frightened that her soul seemed to have flown away: You are sick, arent you Mu Ziqi!

She grabbed his shoulders, pried opened his mouth, and forced the bead in. Her hands were covered with his blood, and they were panting, their shadows wavering in the light, like a pair of malicious spirits.

Ling Miaomiao had been hunting demons for more than ten years. It was long enough to know that the power of great demons was embodied in their demon core. With the loss of their core, they would not live long. By his age, he should have a demon core. If she crushed it, wouldnt it be the same as telling him to die?

Why are you like this The more Ling Miaomiao thought about it, the more scared she was. Her body trembled, and she was so angry that she burst into tears.

Mu Sheng clutched her hand and raised his eyes to look at her, his dark eyes were full of resignation and reluctance, his blood-stained lips were red: You said you had no other regrets, so it is clear that you have given up on me.

Ling Miaomiao dried her tears with her sleeve: Who said they wanted to go alone?

I wanted to ask you if you would be willing to leave with me

He was stunned for a while, and the hollow appearance lit up little by little and he appeared to be a bit confused: Can I?

Why not. Ling Miaomiao grumpily rubbed his face, Youre not even afraid to die, are you afraid to give it a try?

And so there was today.

This was Ling Miaomiaos hometown. The real Miaomiao was a little different from Ling Yus appearance, but she still had alert almond eyes, pale rosy cheeks, soft hair, and a supple waist.

She made it hard for people to leave her.

Mu Sheng laid kisses from the back of her hand all the way to the neck, his actions becoming more and more uncontrollable. He was absolutely head over heels for Ling Miaomiao, and it took a great deal of effort for her to settle him: Director Xu is here!

The young man separated from her, but carelessly rubbed his fingers over the marks left from earlier: Stop trying to scare people.

After saying that, his lips moved up again, rubbing her lips, one hand gripping her waist through her skirt. Ling Miaomiaos face quickly reddened: Not here

Mu Sheng sighed and slowly let her go, water seemed to pool in his eyes, giving him an aggrieved look.

As if to prevent a crime from being committed, she squeezed his hand and struggled to explain: This is not the same as at home its a public place.

Seeing that he obediently did not move, she picked up the watch lying on the table and took a look at it.

It had already been half an hour.

She pulled out a chain hung with keys, flash drives and fingerprint locks out of her school bag and urgently swung the fluffy pink fox tail decoration: Hurry back, dont neglect your duties.

Ziqi, if someone catches you, you wont be able to come next time.

Mu Sheng dawdled, venting all his anger on the barrier order¹Yeah, sorry if this doesnt make sense. I honestly didnt really know how to translate this., turning and stroking the fox tail over and over, shedding several of its hairs in the process: Why is it this kind of thing?

Ling Miaomiao pushed his shoulders, pursed her lips and smiled: How cute is it, just like you.

Humph. A cloud of fog appeared. After it dissipated, the person in front of her disappeared along with it.

Ling Miaomiao regretfully stroked the fox tail and placed a light kiss on the barrier order.

The floor tiles of the office corridor were composed of rich and imposing marble tiles which reflected the light. The high heels of the female staff struck the tiles with a sharp, clear sound.

Director Xu was a leader with a unique aesthetic taste. In todays highly industrialized world, where the white minimalist style has taken over the major public security bureaus, investigation bureaus, and laboratories, the Paranormal Bureau had gone for a medieval European style. It was as extravagant as a church, with a high dome ceiling full of incongruous frescoes. Above Mu Shengs head was a pure and holy angel flying with open arms to a unclothed Mary.

Someone walked by him then turned back around while clicking their tongue and smiling: Ey? 0306, why are you here blushing?

The young man fixed his expression, the soft and innocent sweetness instantly put away. He then calmly replied: Its nothing.

Translator Note: Wow, one more chapter and its over. This feels pretty crazy. Anyways, I hope everyone has a wonderful day~