Bu Tian Gang Ch52

Author: 梦溪石 / Meng Xi Shi

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 52

The police soon arrived, hearing that a murder had taken place. Seeing the handover personnel finally came, Song Zhicun got up and introduced himself, “Special Administration Bureau, Song Zhicun. This is Long Shen of the Long Bureau.”

Ordinary people may not have heard of the Special Administration Bureau, but they aren’t strangers. The leader immediately saluted them. “Boss Song, Boss Long.”

Song Zhicun nodded. “Those outside are all Japanese. This is a case of smuggling cultural relics. I’ll hand the situation over to you first. I will go through the handover procedures with you later, and then send these guys to you.”

Naturally, the other party had no objection.

Song Zhicun looked at Lin Xuan. “And this is Boss Lin—”

“I know who the gang leader of the tomb robbers is. I can pretend to be a buyer to contact them and expose them. All you need to do then is to bring people to catch them!” Lin Xuan’s reaction was extremely quick. As they say, a great man is one who understands the time*.

*(识时务者为俊杰) Refers to a person who can recognize the trends of time and is smart and capable to adapt to them.

In front of the knife, he can only be the fish*. The initiative was now in the hands of his opponent. Even if the Lin family has connections to get rid of the suspicion of reselling cultural relics, for the sake of the dragon bone, he had to bow his head to the Special Administration Bureau.

*(但人为刀俎,我为鱼肉) Idiom referring to one’s fate is in the hands of others.

Song Zhicun and Long Shen looked at each other. The former pondered for a moment before saying to the person in charge of the handover. “This is Boss Lin. We still have questions to ask him, so please give us some time. We’ll send him to you after we finish our questioning.”

He then said to Lin Xuan, “We can’t make a decision about the dragon bone, but we’ll report it to the higher ups for instructions.”

This sentence was pure nonsense. Although the bone dragon has been turned over, the Special Administration Bureau made the greatest effort, so they had leeway in private. However, Song Zhicun would definitely not agree on the spot.

Lin Xuan also understood this and cupped his hand and bowed. “Then I thank you both.”

Long Shen looked back at Dong Zhi and wanted to ask him to leave but found that the other party was leaning on the sofa, already asleep while still holding a pen in his hand. He gently took the pen out of Dong Zhi’s hand, who remained motionless, as he continued to slumber. The fatigue could not be concealed between his eyebrows.

Long Shen didn’t wake him up. Instead, he picked up his arms and slung them on his shoulder, then carried him on his back and walked out.

Song Zhicun didn’t think there was anything off with Long Shen’s action. Besides, Dong Zhi made a great contribution and was able to draw the pattern on the bronze mirror. With this, they can take a more active approach to their investigation.

On the contrary, Lin Xuan smiled upon seeing this. “It turns out that the Boss Long values this little brother so much. No wonder he rushed over so quickly!”

Long Shen glanced at him coldly. “Your cooperation with the Japanese is not resolved yet.”

Lin Xuan raised his hands. “Yes, yes, of course. I’ll deeply reflect on it!”

Long Shen said nothing, turned and left. There was a car already waiting at the door. Long Shen put Dong Zhi in the passenger seat and laid him down flat, and told the driver to drive slowly, then went to the back seat to sit with Song Zhicun.

“How’s it going on those patterns?” Song Zhicun asked.

Long Shen said, “Two words, Phoenix and Helan.”

Song Zhicun frowned and thought about it. “Helan… Is this a surname, a first name, or Helan Mountain? That’s right, there’s a bird and a mountain range on the bronze mirror. If the bird corresponds to the Phoenix, then that mountain should be Helan Mountain. Lin Xuan is right. It really is northwest!”

Long Shen said, “I think that what Phoenix wants to express may not only be the bird, but may have another meaning, such as orientation or location.”

Song Zhicun advised, “Let Lin Xuan get in touch with the other party first. As long as we can find the place where they took the bronze mirror, we should be able to determine the location.”

Long Shen said, “I have an idea.”

Song Zhicun looked at him.

Long Shen: “This is a good opportunity for trial.”

Song Zhi was a little surprised. “You want them to go to the northwest?”

Long Shen nodded. “Those Japanese are so eager to leave with the bronze mirror. They must be looking for something desperately. According to the information revealed on the back of the mirror, their goals and ours are probably the same.”

Song Zhicun also thought about it. “According to our information, Aso Kenzo is probably the one who told Master Fujikawa about the bone dragon on Changbai Mountain. He not only provided the information, but he also accompanied him all the way there. Afterwards, he made frequent contact with Otowa Hatsuhiko. Lin Xuan said that the dead Japanese, Otowa Saburo, was a member of the Otowa Conglomerate. In my opinion, there must be a lot of connections here. Perhaps we can take the opportunity to track down the mastermind behind the last incident.”

Long Shen nodded. “Not only that, but there may also be progress on the clues of the stone tablets.”

Song Zhicun smiled and said, “It seems our decision was right to let the small fish go in order to catch a big one. Now, they are about to make their move again. It’s just that this kind of thing is a bit too risky for a group of green guys who haven’t even finished their training yet.”

Long Shen said, “Do you remember the first training we hosted back then?”

Song Zhicun sighed. “How can you not remember? It was too tragic. Twenty-five people went deep into the tropical rain forests of Southeast Asia, and only ten people came back in the end. I still remember that among the fifteen who were lost, many were excellent disciples from Mount Longhu and Mount Maoshan.”

“But their session was also the best one.”

“Indeed. Zhang Hang in Group One I can see won’t have an issue being promoted to head of a branch in a few years. There’s also Tang Jing, who’s solely in charge of the South China Branch.”

Long Shen said, “The more rigorous the training, the more they can grow during a crisis. If they only train here, they’ll always leave room for unpredictable circumstances.”

“I understand what you mean, like the little girl Chi Banxia, I was very optimistic about her, but if she’s still standing like this, I’m afraid it’ll be difficult to make any progress. I will discuss this matter with Boss Wu. As long as the three of us have a unified opinion, it shouldn’t be a big problem.”

Originally, during the training period for the Special Administration Bureau, there would be a loss rate of personnel each year. This loss refers to the number of deaths of the participants. As long as the death number isn’t too exaggerated, this was considered normal.

True warriors were tempered with blood. A nursery could never raise copper bars and iron bones*, so every session of training would usually result in a few deaths. The only difference between each session was the number of deaths, and this number was in the hands of all the students. To live or to die was their own choice.

*Reminder: Metaphor for a very strong body. Also, it could refer to a person who can bear heavy responsibility.

Long Shen looked forward. Dong Zhi was still hunched over, quietly asleep, as if he was isolating all the violent storms from his dreams. The slight bumps made by the car were insignificant and could not wake him up from a beautiful dream. In his world, perhaps it was already spring, as the dazzling sun brightly shone on all the blooming flowers.

Dong Zhi felt that he had had a long dream. He no longer remembered what he saw or did in his dream, but when he woke up, there was still a smile at the corner of his mouth, as if he had just eaten a lollipop.

Even his mental exhaustion was somewhat relieved after a thorough rest. It was the second time he had woken up in Long Shen’s bed, so he was calm this time around. Dong Zhi pushed off the blanket and rolled to the side of the bed, as if he wanted to leave his own mark on it, and then went through his phone.

There were many missed messages and phone calls. Uncle Qiong sent a few asking him about his condition. Ba Sang had sent him one inviting him to go to the martial arts hall to practice some martial arts. There was even one from Kan Chaosheng.

Kan Chaosheng’s “news” was all posts about how he’s “so hungry”, with zero substance at all. Dong Zhi couldn’t help but laugh. First, he sent a message to Uncle Qian to update him on his well-being, and then he replied to Kan Chaosheng: [Are you still in Fuxian Lake?]

Kan Chaosheng replied in seconds: [I’m starving to death! When you show up, my body will be cold!]

Dong Zhi: [Where are you now? Can you accept express delivery? I will send you something to eat.]

Kan Chaosheng instantly sent a bunch of screaming emojis before replying: [Yes! Yes! We’re staying at a resort by the lake!] Then he immediately sent the address.

Interacting with him so many times, Dong Zhi felt as if he was taking care of a pet that required a large amount of food. However, if this thought was known to the other party, Kan Chaosheng would definitely explode.

Kan Chaosheng: [It’s very troublesome right now and we can’t go back for the time being. Last time, the boss asked us to look around the middle of the lake. I have swum a few laps underwater in the past few days and I really found a group of corpses at the bottom of the lake.”

Reading this, Dong Zhi immediately asked: [What kind of corpses? Can you describe it in detail?]

Kan Chaosheng: [He Yu has the photos. I couldn’t take them at that time. They were just a group of underwater corpses, just like living people, but I don’t know why they stuck to the bottom of the water instead of floating up. They all looked like they were pulled in to fill the lake with enough food.]

Black lines appeared on Dong Zhi’s face as he thought to himself: ‘Is all you care about food all day long?’

Kan Chaosheng: [Later, after investigation, it seemed that some corpses had been contaminated by demonic energy.]

Dong Zhi: [Why is there demons again? Is the energy of the Archfiend that great?]

Kan Chaosheng: [It’s not necessarily an Archfiend! There are many demons and monsters in the world. Archfiends are very powerful, but they are not the most powerful.]

Dong Zhi: [What is the most powerful?]

Kan Chaosheng: [Why are you so dumb? If there are Archfiends, then there must be Earth Demons and Heavenly Demons. They are even more powerful ones on top of them, but it’s useless to tell you anyway, so I won’t waste my breath!]

Dong Zhi: [Don’t you know that I can cancel the order before it is shipped?]

Kan Chaosheng: [What? What’re you saying? I have a bad signal here, so I can’t talk anymore.]

Dong Zhi couldn’t laugh or cry, so he hurriedly sent a message: [You, wait. Tell He Yu to send me pictures of the underwater corpse later!]

Kan Chaosheng: [Why do you care so much about this matter?]

Dong Zhi: [The last time I invited the gods, I saw many corpses underwater. In short, I can’t clearly explain it in just a few words, so I want to confirm it.]

Kan Chaosheng: [Ah, you can invite God?! Don’t be such a braggart. Shall I go to Zong Lao and intercede for you and ensure that your training is stable?]

Dong Zhi: [No, even if you help me go through the back door, I won’t be able to improve my own strength, and it’ll be dangerous for me in the future. Besides, don’t just look down on me all the time. I performed the best in the simulation training last time.]

When the message was sent out, he felt a little immodest and added another word: one*.

*(之一) Refers to the best, however it can be used jokingly if there’s a pause in between sentences, so instead it would be referred to as one of the best (not as complimentary as the former).

Kan Chaosheng sent a tsundere reply: [Then don’t come to me crying for help in the future!]

Putting down the phone, Dong Zhi found that Kan Chaosheng habits had rubbed off on him. He now especially wanted to eat something more appetizing, like spicy noodles with minced meat or beef sour soup.

He went back to his dorm to take a shower, changed his clothes, and went out for food.

Looking around he couldn’t find any place that sells spicy noodles with minced meat. He only found a dan dan noodle restaurant. The owner is from Sichuan, so it looks quite authentic. He explained to Dong Zhi that his noodles were less spicy as Dong Zhi sat down and waited for his food.

“Such a coincidence?” There was a greeting from above the head.

He looked up and found that it was Lin Xuan.

“You haven’t been arrested yet?” Dong Zhi’s tone was bad. The way he squinted his eyes didn’t seem at all like a deterrent, but rather looked like a kind of soft, cute, and harmless little animal. Lin Xuan couldn’t help but smile as he sat down.

“Of course not. I am now a guest of the Special Administration Bureau. How could your leaders arrest me?”

Dong Zhi glared at him, then looked down at his phone and regarded him as air.

Lin Xuan said, “Your leaders made me promise to cooperate with you. I can contact the gang who stole the bronze mirror and help you find its whereabouts.”

He saw that his opponent’s ears moved, signifying that he was clearly listening. He smiled and continued, “And I also know that those Japanese people seem to be related to the Japanese who have done bad things to you on Changbai Mountain.”

Dong Zhi finally raised his head.

“Even without you, we can find these things.”

Lin Xuan nodded and smiled again and said, “Of course, if you don’t even have this ability, how can you be worthy of being called the Special Administration Bureau? It’s just that I can help you save a little time and make it more efficient. Isn’t that still good?”

Because this guy had watched from the sidelines while never intervening in the slightest to help save him, he resisted the urge to roll his eyes and rather gave him a smile that wasn’t a smile. “You can just tell our leaders this kind of thing. There’s no need to explain it to me.

“Actually, I came to apologize to you. In order to get the dragon scale from the Japanese and save my father, I had to cooperate with them.”

Dong Zhi made an ugly face. “If our leaders hadn’t arrived in time, I would have been trapped there.”

Lin Xuan smiled and said, “Even if your leader didn’t come, you killed Otowa Saburo on my territory. I wouldn’t dare deal with you after that. The Japanese will definitely hate me because of this matter, but in the end, I still have to choose to cooperate with you.”

“What’s the origin of Otowa Saburo?”

Lin Xuan said, “He is from the Otowa Conglomerate in Japan. The water there is very deep.”

Dong Zhi frowned. He suddenly remembered that the Japanese man he saw from his clairvoyance was the president of the Otowa Conglomerate, Otowa Hatsuhiko! He occasionally watches the news channel on TV, so it’s no wonder why he felt familiar when he saw him but couldn’t quite place who he was.

He calmed down and asked, “So, do they really have something to do with the Otowa Conglomerate?”

Lin Xuan nodded. “That Otowa Saburo is said to be Otowa’s Hatsuhiko’s bodyguard. He’s equivalent to a domestic samurai. Since you have beaten the dog, you’ll meet its master*. I’m afraid that you have really forged a bond with the Otowa family this time.”

*Metaphor referring to when dealing with bad people, you should take into account their background. || In this context, he’s saying since he killed Saburo (dog) he’ll have to contend with Hatsuhiko (master).

Dong Zhi said angrily, “If I don’t attack them, won’t they want to retaliate anyway? This kind of grudge won’t be over until it’s fully resolved!”

Lin Xuan clapped his hands and said with a smile, “So courageous, truly worthy of being an elite of the Special Administration Bureau!”

Dong Zhi also found that his mentality had changed a lot. Before he went to Changbai Mountain, he was one of the most ordinary people alive. He had the mentality that if others didn’t offend him, he wouldn’t offend others and would retreat first to avoid unnecessary confrontation. Now, when he encountered things, his first thought was not to avoid it, but rather how to solve it, and he even took the initiative to “seek trouble” to help others solve the problem.

At that time, he received a new text message. He looked down and saw that they were photos sent by Kan Chaosheng. The photo was taken underwater. In the blue water of the lake was a body with stiff and eccentric characteristics that was hovering in the water as the clothes it was wearing showed rippling motions due to the water fluctuation.

With just a glance, he recognized that the photo was exactly the scene he saw when he invited God. If this is true, then could the cloaked person who was sitting opposite of Otowa Hatsuhiko have something to do with demonic magic?

The dan dan noodles were cooked and delivered, but as soon as he started thinking about it, he didn’t even pay much attention to eating the noodles, let alone to what he was eating.

Lin Xuan couldn’t laugh or cry. “Hey, why don’t we put aside our differences and forget each other’s grievances. Are you just going to eat by yourself?”

“I didn’t say that I forgive you. Besides, Boss Lin, do you need someone else to invite you to eat a bowl of noodles?”

“Well, then why don’t I invite you?”

No merit, no reward*! You can eat by yourself!”

*(无功不受禄) Refers to if it’s not beneficial to people, it’s not acceptable to accept gifts or preferential treatment from others.

After taking a few bites, he ran to the boss to settle the bill and walked out with his backpack.

“Hey, you’re really refusing to forgive me?” Lin Xuan shouted.

Dong Zhi didn’t look back, and instead waved his hand. In an instant, he had already walked away.

Lin Xuan looked at the bowl of noodles that still had food in it and scratched his nose, thinking to himself if he was that annoying.

Dong Zhi wanted to meet with Long Shen and discussed it, but after thinking about it, he assumed the other party would be busy with meetings and wouldn’t have the time to meet him. He combined all the information he knew and sent it over in a text message, then took a taxi towards the antique alley.

Uncle Qian was on the phone. When he saw Dong Zhi coming in, he stopped his call, hung up, and greeted him in surprise, “Are you okay?”

Dong Zhi apologized and said, “It’s my fault that I lost the mirror…”

“Bah!” Uncle Qian waved his hand, “Boss Long told me that it was robbed by the Japanese. I can’t blame you. I also heard that the Japanese kidnapped you too. I was worried that something happened to you. If I hadn’t asked you to help bring the mirror to Boss Long, this wouldn’t have happened!”

“What about A’Shun’s side?”

“He recruited the Japanese. Boss Long said he would deal with it and would not involve me.”

“A’Shun won’t be dissatisfied with you, right?”

Uncle Qian didn’t care. “I have seen this kind of thing a lot and have experienced it a lot. I have a bit of prestige in this arena, so A’Shun doesn’t dare mess around. He knew that things were not clean but still bought them. It’s nothing more than the mentality of coveting short-term gains in lieu of long-term success. The kid isn’t bad, but he’s lazy. After a few days, he’ll be stable again.”

Dong Zhi breathed a sigh of relief.

Uncle Qian took out a bag of hot food.

“Fortunately, you are fine this time, otherwise I will never feel at ease again in my life. This is fried chicken made by my daughter. Take it and eat it. Come to the store often in the future. I’ll pick out a few things and send them to you as atonement.”

Dong Zhi took the food and said with a smile, “No one expected this. I will accept the food, but I dare not ask for your send off.”

Uncle Qian said, “They’ll just be here collecting dust if I don’t. I’m closing this shop for a while. I’ll come back after all this ruckus have passed.”

Dong Zhi was surprised. “Where are you going?”

Uncle Qian smiled. “I still have a daughter who is abroad and always wanted me to visit. I’ve refused before, but now I’ve agreed. She’s very happy about it. Having said that, I heard from Boss Long that you performed particularly valiantly this time, and you beat those Japanese people up. He must be very satisfied with you. Hurry and strike while the iron is still hot and ask him to be your master. Maybe he’ll agree!”

Dong Zhi scratched his nose. “If he rejects me, won’t there be no room for turning back?”

Uncle Qian disagreed. “Why is are you so thin-skinned? If you are rejected, just keep making persistent efforts!”

It’s not like he hasn’t tried. On multiple occasions, he pretended to act dumb or naïve, but he didn’t get a response from the other party. Moreover, he also found that Long Shen had a consistent and upright ideal that couldn’t be controlled by others. It’s useless to fan the flames if he doesn’t want to do it, and others can’t stop him from doing what he wants.

Bidding farewell to Uncle Qian, Dong Zhi left the shop with the fried chicken. He suddenly heard a meowing sound nearby. He followed the sound to investigate its source and found that not far from the base of the wall, a cat poked its head out and looked at him with black eyes. He subconsciously motioned with his hand and beckoned it, “Come here. Come here.”

The kitten came over and walked right under the bag of fried chicken and circled it a few times, raising its head and looking at him wistfully.

Dong Zhi: …

“You can’t eat this.” He lifted the bag higher.

The kitten meowed eagerly, pawing at his pants as it straightens up. It was covered with grime that made its white hair turn gray, and it wasn’t wearing a collar around its neck. Seeing how hungry it looked, Dong Zhi surmised it must be a stray cat. He sighed, squatted down, and petted its head.

“You can’t eat fried chicken. Wait here. I’ll find you some cat food.”

The street he was on was all filled with antique shops, so there wasn’t anything suitable for a cat. He had to walk a few blocks before he came across a stall that was selling sausages. He thought the cat had already run away by the time he returned, but surprisingly, it had squatted on the spot where he told it to wait for him.

“Why are you back again?” Uncle Qian said. He had gone out of the shop to go buy something, and as soon as he stepped out, he saw Dong Zhi squatting in front feeding a cat.

“I ran into this cat, so I went to buy something to feed it.” Dong Zhi said.

Uncle Qian groaned. “Isn’t this the same cat as last time too? It has come over here a few times to beg for food and water. It’s also the same one Boss Long fed last time he was here. Why does it seem like it has lost a lot of weight?”

Dong Zhi touched the kitten’s back, and it bowed its head as it continued to gobble on the food.

“Uncle Qian, give me a box.”

“You’re planning to take it back?”

“There are so many people in the Special Administration Bureau, maybe someone will want to adopt it. It’s better than leaving it here and having it wander around.”

When Uncle Qian heard this, he turned around and went in to find the box. The kitten meowed at Dong Zhi, causing him to look at it only to discover that the sausage he had given it was already eaten.

He came to the store empty-handed but returned with a full load.

Dong Zhi arrived at the front of Longshen’s office with the box and the fried chicken, just in time to see Liu Qingbo coming out of it. Like they say, the enemy’s road is narrow as this was the second time they have encountered this situation. However, Liu Qingbo had a look of disappointment on his face, and after seeing Dong Zhi, he was startled before making an even uglier expression. Dong Zhi wanted to greet him politely at first, but before he had the chance, the other party had already hurriedly walked away.

He knocked on Long Shen’s door a few times, and a response quickly came from inside.

“Come in.”

He pressed the box against the door frame with one hand, holding the fried chicken in the other, and turned the doorknob with difficulty.

Long Shen looked up and saw him coming in carrying a load full of items and couldn’t help frowning. “You’re not resting properly. What are you doing out?”

Dong Zhi smiled and said, “I went to grab something to eat. Did you receive my text message?”

Long Shen nodded. “We already have some news here, so we’ll handle it.”

In other words, Dong Zhi didn’t need to ask.

Dong Zhi calmed down and said, “I stopped by to see Uncle Qian after dinner, and he gave me some fried chicken.”

The box was heavy mainly because it contained cat food and cat litter, which he bought on the way back.

“There is also this cat, which you have fed several times before. I happened to see it when I was leaving. Uncle Qian said it’s very thin, so I’m guessing no one has fed it for a while. I think someone here might want to adopt it, so I brought it back. If there’s no one, I’ll adopt it myself.”

Long Shen gave him a disapproving look. “If you go on a mission in the future, it could be ten days or even half a month before you return. Can you take care of it?”

Dong Zhi never thought about this. Looking at the kitten’s innocent and pitiful expression, he couldn’t help but say, “Then I will ask Uncle Qian to help raise it for those days.”

Long Shen said nothing, but instead asked, “How is your body?”

Dong Zhi smiled and said, “It’s much better, but my head is still a little dizzy. I get even dizzier when I’m lying down, so I have to get up and walk.”

“Give me your hand,” Long Shen said.

Dong Zhi stretched out his hand towards Long Shen. Long Shen held his wrist with his slender fingers, causing him to feel a slightly cool and dry feeling wherever he touched. It took a while before he realized that Long Shen was feeling his pulse.

Dong Zhi couldn’t help but think nonsensically, ‘If Long Shen diagnosed him with a terminal illness and showed him a heavy face, should he show him a smile as light as a chrysanthemum* to win his sympathy or take the opportunity to fall into his arms and confess?’

*(人淡如菊) Describes people’s conduct and character as indifferent (like a chrysanthemum).

What if Long Shen raised his head in horror and said that it’s a joyful pulse*?

*Clarity: The term used is [ximai] (喜脉) which is a pulse that signifies one is pregnant.

As his imagination ran wild, he couldn’t help but make fun of himself.

Long Shen: “…Is pulse diagnosis funny?”

Dong Zhi hurriedly suppressed his laughter, shaking his head like a rattle. After a while, somehow, instead of being relieved from his desire to laugh, it only became stronger. His shoulders trembled as he endured hard.

Long Shen reluctantly withdrew his hand. “Let your laughter out first.”

As soon as he spoke, Dong Zhi fell on the sofa next to him, clutching his stomach while laughing.

Long Shen: “What’s so funny?”

Dong Zhi shook his head violently, continuing to laugh hysterically. He absolutely, positively, couldn’t tell, or it would end up with a certain someone’s death!


Kinky Thought:

I don’t know Dong Zhi… With all this supernatural shit going on, getting pregnant by Long Shen could very well be on the table.


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Bu Tian Gang Ch51

Author: 梦溪石 / Meng Xi Shi

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 51

He couldn’t run anymore as he had hit a dead end. At the end of the corridor was a side hall with a screen tea table and a shrine dedicated to Lord Guan Yu hanging on the wall. Everything was arranged in an ancient style.

It was said that in Guangdong, Hong Kong, Macao, and Taiwan, many people, especially businessmen, liked to worship Guan Yu to ward off evil. Even casinos regarded him as the god of wealth. Considering this place was owned by the Lin family of Lingnan, it wasn’t surprising that a shrine worshiping him was here.

Catching sight of the statue caused Dong Zhi’s heart to inadvertently be moved.

He could still treat a dead horse as if it was still living*!

*(死马当作活马医) Idiom referring to you know things are hopeless, but you still hold onto a glimmer of hope. Usually refers to as making a final attempt.

He found the unlit incense from the lattice nearby, lit it with a lighter, and bowed respectfully to the statue.

“I, Dong Zhi, disciple of the Hezao Sect, sincerely implore the virtuous, loyal, and righteous gods, the gods of martial arts, the benevolent, valiant, and mighty emperor Guan Sheng to come down and help this disciple!”

Zhong Yuyi had taught them the benefits of familiarizing themselves with known historical figures of the world. If they were not familiar with the information, it would be impossible to memorize the complete seal for the Second Master Guan*.

*Another name for Guan Yu. Due to his brave and loyal image, he’s often honored by people as Second master of Guan.

Zhong Yu once said that when statues were worshipped by people, it would have more or less a spirit. For example, police stations in Hong Kong enshrined the Second Master, as such a place in and of itself had a murderous aura, which would naturally attract evil spirits, but they couldn’t enter due to the Second Master’s blessing. As for whether the spirit of this statue in this kind of entertainment club existed, Dong Zhi wasn’t certain, but in such a critical moment like this, he could only give it a shot.

The incense curled and the statue on the shrine looked as if it was twisting its beard with a knife while looking at him with long and narrow phoenix eyes, seemingly unresponsive.

The sound of footsteps behind him was getting closer, and he had nowhere to hide, causing his heart to sink. Dong Zhi held his breath and concentrated, letting go of his thoughts and abandoning all the noise from the outside world.

Suddenly, his eyes darkened! His body seemed to have been hit hard by something, but it seemed as if it was just an illusion. He remained where he was standing, but his hands and feet were disobedient.

He could clearly “see” himself slowly inserting three incense sticks in his hand into the incense burner, then he turned around quickly to face the chasers. The feeling was weird. He was still him, but he had lost all autonomy over his body and was replaced by another force.

Seeing that he was cornered, several of the Japanese men laughed at him as the person surnamed Li slowly walked forward.

“Please come with us.”

“What if I say no?” Dong Zhi “heard” himself say.

Mr. Li: “Then pardon us for being rude.”

Dong Zhi said slowly, “I will not kill the nameless. Report your names.”

Several of the Japanese men looked at each other as if they had heard some big joke. The person surnamed Li said, “It doesn’t matter, so I’ll tell you. My name is Otowa Saburo.”

Dong Zhi wanted to ask if he was connected to Otowa Hatsuhiko, but while his mouth opened and closed, the sound he wished to utter did not follow as he wanted.

“Japanese people dare to be so presumptuous?”

Otowa Saburo chuckled. “Mr. Dong, there is a word in your country called zhuang bi*. It seems that it describes people like you. You don’t have to pretend to be brave for fear of death. Don’t worry, you won’t be able to die until Mr. Otowa sees you.”

*Pretending to be B [Zhuang bi/B] (装逼 or 装B) Has two meanings. 1. Refers to self-satisfaction or even deceitful behavior of showing off and contriving to gain vanity, but actually lacks abilities. Stupid people often think they are smarter than others (AKA Dunning-Kruger effect). 2. Refers to pretending to hide one’s talent and is actually very capable underneath. Smart people tend to think they are dumber than others. || I’ll be leaving it pinyin because of the next footnote. Note: it’s called B or 13 instead of [bi] (逼) sometimes to avoid vulgar language, as [bi] (逼) translates to cunt.

Having said that, he waved his hand and ordered, “Catch him!”

Several people swarmed up to him, and Otowa Saburo quickly realized how ridiculously wrong he was. The other party wasn’t putting on a front as he wasn’t really bluffing*.

*Clarity: As explained above, [zhuang bi] has two meanings. So, while Otowa Saburo was referring to the number 1 meaning, ironically, it turns out to be number 2.

Just as several people tried to grab Dong Zhi, his wrists turned, and a white light suddenly appeared in his hands. Dong Zhi waved it at them with it, and several famous warriors in the judo world were beaten to pieces in an instant. Otowa Saburo didn’t even see how they had fallen.

He couldn’t believe the sight before his eyes. If the opponent had been this powerful earlier, he wouldn’t have fallen into their hands.

Despite his shock, his reflexes were still quick. When the white light blasted over to him, he leaned back just in time to avoid it, rolling to the ground. He grabbed Dong Zhi’s ankle, wanting to pull him down, but Dong Zhi took advantage of the situation and spined his legs, kicking him in the waist. He flew back and landed firmly on the ground.

Otowa Saburo was extremely agitated. After he cursed and swore, he rushed up again with bloodshot eyes, while his hand reached for the gun hanging by his waist. He unlocked the safety and pointed it at the expressionless Dong Zhi, then suddenly pulled the trigger.

Bang!

The demeanor of Long Shen and the others was different from that of ordinary guests. As soon as they came in, they were noticed by the lobby manager, who hurriedly reported it to Lin Xuan. Seeing that they were up to no good, he stopped them from entering. As the atmosphere got more tense, Lin Xuan arrived.

“Isn’t this Boss Long and Boss Song? I’ve heard so much about you for a long time. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you. How can this little temple be blessed with two great gods at once?” He smiled and bowed with his hands. “This club has not opened yet, but when it does, I’ll be sure to invite the two of you-“

Long Shen interrupted him, “Where’s Dong Zhi?”

Lin Xuan’s smile remained the same. “I’m not understanding. What winter and summer solstice*?”

*Clarity: Remember, Dong Zhi’s name means winter solstice, so he’s pretending that Long Shen is referring to the winter solstice.

Long Shen looked at him coldly, his eyes full of murderous intent.

The lobby manager on the side couldn’t help but shudder and took two steps back, but Lin Xuan was still motionless and continued to greet him with a smile.

If such an incident hadn’t happened, Long Shen would’ve looked at him quite highly.

Song Zhicun eased the situation and said, “Mr. Xiao Lin1, I also have some friendship with Mr. Lin1. Furthermore, Lin Jun is a working member of the Special Administration Bureau. With this in mind, we’re not enemies so if you know-“

1Clarity: He’s calling him this because the second Mr. Lin is referring to the patriarch of the Lin family so think of it as like Mr. Lin Jr..

Before he finished speaking, a gunshot was heard from inside! Everyone’s faces changed colors.

Lin Xuan cursed his own mother and strode towards the source of the gunfire while others hurriedly followed.

When many guests heard the gunshot, they all ran out one after another and bumped into Lin Xuan, who was walking towards it. Some people directly grabbed him and asked, “Xiao Lin, what the hell is going on?!”

Lin Xuan angrily said, “That’s what I fucking want to know! This here is a legitimate place of business, and I have no hidden weapons or firearms!”

With that said, he knew in his heart that the gunfire must have something to do with the Japanese. He shouldn’t have brought them here if he knew that they would dare shoot on his own territory. It was better to have found an abandoned factory and just thrown them all there. That would’ve saved him a lot of trouble.

When they arrived at the scene of the crime, everyone was stunned. Otowa Saburo fell to the ground while holding a gun in his hand, but there was a black hole in the middle of his forehead with blood seeping out. He was dead.

The surrounding Japanese were either injured or dead, as they all lay motionless on the ground. Everyone looked in horror at Dong Zhi, who was standing there.

“How did this-” Lin Xuan was about to step forward, when he was shoved to the side.

Long Shen saw at a glance that something was wrong with Dong Zhi. Not only was his expression too cold, but the way he was looking at them wasn’t like they were acquaintances, let alone a living person. Under such a gaze, it seemed to deem all things were dead.

This look was not human. Seeing as Dong Zhi was motionless, a Japanese quietly stretched out his hand, reaching for the gun around his waist. Before he had the opportunity to touch the gun, pain filled his wrist as he suddenly screamed.

“Dong Zhi!” Song Zhicun couldn’t help but shout. He watched in horror as the white light flashed in Dong Zhi’s hand towards the Japanese man’s wrist.

Long Shen said in a deep voice, “I don’t know which righteous god is here, but please forgive our rudeness. These are all Japanese thieves, and we are here to arrest them. We ask O’Righteous God1 to please raise your hand2.

1Clarity: Long Shen is referring to him as [Zhengshen] which means a true formal god. The translated term “Righteous” doesn’t refer to morally upright/virtuous but to the god being a rightful god of worship (think God in Christianity or Zeus in Greek mythology ect.). Because he’s addressing him as “Righteous God” some sentences in English (like this one, for example) will be awkward unless I add in an O/Oh at the beginning. 
2(
高抬贵手) A polite expression that means please raise your hand and have mercy to let people pass by. It’s to express politely when seeking forgiveness and accommodation from the other party.

Chi Banxia felt uncomfortable when she heard Deputy Director Long’s words, but what surprised her even more was the change in Dong Zhi.

Hearing Long Shen’s words, Dong Zhi’s indifferent eyes finally reacted a little.

He said slowly, “Since you’re from the official government, it should be handed over to you then.”

Long Shen’s gaze swept past the shrine next to him and he cupped his hand and said, “Thank you, O’Righteous God. Please return to the Great Emperor Guan Sheng.”

Dong Zhi nodded slowly.

Chi Banxia’s mouth dropped wide open. She found that Dong Zhi’s voice was very strange, as if there was another person talking through him, and the tone was overlapping like an echo. It was exactly the same as that day when Zhong Yuyi invited a god.

Dong Zhi returned Long Shen’s salute with his own.

“I am Guan Er*, and I dare not call myself a great emperor in front of a destined person.”

*Clarity: Another name referring to Guan Yu.

Long Shen said, “We’ll finish this matter and deal with the aftermath, so we won’t bother you, O’Righteous God anymore.”

Dong Zhi nodded, then his body suddenly shook slightly and fell limp. Long Shen reached out his hand and hugged his waist as he steadied him.

“Lin Xuan, now we can talk.”

A Japanese had died in an entertainment club run by the Lin family. Lin Xuan didn’t kill him, but he would inevitably be associated with it. Even if Long Shen and the Bureau didn’t hold him accountable, the Japanese definitely would.

When he sat in the conference room with Long Shen and the others, his expression wasn’t as calm as he had put on at the beginning and was even a little ugly.

“I know what you are going to ask, but I am only responsible for helping them inquire about the whereabouts of the bronze mirror and sending a car to take them over. As for other matters, I did not participate in any of them. I don’t have the things or people you are looking for.”

Song Zhicun’s voice was ugly. “There are people dead, and the mirror is now lost, yet you dare claim to hold no responsibility? Lin Lao is an upright man, yet why is his son so irresponsible?”

Lin Xuan said indifferently, “My dad is my dad, and I am me. As things are getting messy, this club will be closed for a period of time, and I have nothing to do with it!”

Song Zhicun narrowed his smile. “You must know the purpose of those Japanese people and the whereabouts of the mirrors. As long as you are willing to cooperate, you can redeem some merits, and we will no longer hold the Lin family accountable. Lin Xuan, now that the two of us are talking to you, there is still room for things to change. If you wait until the top comes forward, you won’t be sitting here. I heard that your business has been booming in the past few years. Presumably you don’t even know how deep this goes. Stealing and selling cultural relics, kidnapping, even if you’re just an accomplice, it’s still enough to implicate you! What’s more, there are still a few Japanese who are alive. Even if you don’t speak, we can ask them.”

Lin Xuan was silent for a moment. “The mirror was really taken away by Otowa Saburo’s accomplices, but I guess they didn’t rush to leave the country, so they should still be in China.”

Long Shen: “What’s so special about that bronze mirror?”

Lin Xuan: “I only know that the Japanese value that mirror very much, but they can’t interpret the text above, so they went to Guizhou to hire a sorcerer.”

Long Shen frowned. “Text to the dead?”

Lin Xuan nodded. “The mirror should have some secrets. I can help you track down the whereabouts of the Japanese and the mirror, but I want one thing.”

Song Zhicun: “What?”

Lin Xuan: “Dragon scales or bone. Doesn’t matter which part as long as it’s part of a dragon. I heard that last time in Changbai Mountain, you subdued a bone dragon.”

Song Zhicun answered without having to even think about it, “Impossible! That bone dragon has been handed over to the state!”

Lin Xuan spread his hands. “Since Boss Song has no choice, then I also have no choice.”

“What do you want it for?” Long Shen asked.

Lin Xuan was silent for a while before saying, “Medicine.”

A few years ago, Lin Xuan’s father, Lin Ji, was doing business in Southeast Asia. On the first day, he was fine, but then suddenly on the next day, he couldn’t move his limbs. He was sent to the hospital for examination, but the cause couldn’t be found. What’s even more terrifying was that Lin Ji’s body began showing unexplained ulcers. Only then did the Lin family realize something was wrong and immediately sent Lin Ji back to his country and searched for a famous doctor.

The Lin family of Lingnan is not a leader in the spiritual world, but they have operated in Lingnan for a long time. Many of their family members have connections to high places and officials, so everyone will more or less give them face. As head of the family, when he fell into this situation, it sent the Lin family into chaos.

An old traditional Chinese medicine doctor felt that Lin Ji’s symptoms did not look like an illness, so he suggested that they find someone else to take a look. There were many practitioners in the Lin family who said that Lin Ji seemed to have been hit with a curse, so the Lin family asked the Chi family from Shanghai for help.

Chi Banxia’s father came forward to help Lin Ji and confirmed that he was indeed cursed, but the trouble was that he did not know what kind of curse. He stated that there were many schools of witchcraft in Southeast Asia, and each school had its own method of cursing and blessing. What Lin Ji was afflicted with was not some low-level curse but the most difficult and vicious, called the ghost-faced peach blossom curse. The person who’s cursed with this would consciously watch as his entire body festers, and in the end, all that remains would be his skeleton. The only way to resolve it would be for the one who cursed him to lift it.

However, Chi Chongxing gave Lin Xuan a recipe, saying that it was passed down from the ancestors of the Chi family and could solve all kinds of problems. There was one ingredient that was difficult to get, dragon powder. In other words, they needed any part of a dragon’s body that could be ground into powder and put into the medicine. The prescription paid attention to the emperor, minister, and envoy* and specifically mentioned paying special attention to the “emperor” in the prescription. Without this, Lin Ji’s curse could not be resolved.

*(君臣佐使) In terms of Chinese medicine, it refers to the arrangement of the relationship between all the ingredients in the medicine. Each ingredient has a part to play and is assigned “importance” by their rank (emperor, minister, envoys). || In this context, dragon powder is the “emperor” of the prescription and is the crucial ingredient they need.

Lin Xuan said, “At first, I thought Chi Chongxing was playing tricks on me when he asked me if I could find a part of a dragon’s body. The news that I was looking for this medicine spread to the ears of the Japanese, who sent someone to me and said that they could give me a dragon scale on the condition that I help find the whereabouts of the bronze mirror.”

He took out the prescription he carried with him.

“This prescription was written for me by Chi Chongxing.”

Long Shen looked at Chi Banxia.

Chi Banxia understood, took it for a look, nodded, and said, “This is indeed my father’s handwriting.”

Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows, showing a look of surprise. “It turns out you’re Chi Chongxing’s daughter.”

Chi Banxia said, “Ghost-faced peach blossoms curse is very rare. I have also heard from my family about you.”

Lin Xuan motioned with his hands. “Since Miss Chi has proven that I did not lie, then you should believe it.”

Song Zhicun frowned and asked, “Where did the Japanese get the dragon scales? Who did they steal from?”

Lin Xuan laughed. “You have wronged them. Japan used to have dragons, but it was during the Jomon period. One of their three artifacts, the Yasakani-no-Magatama*, was thought to be jade by the people who didn’t know the truth. In fact, it is said to be dragon bone. Moreover, other parts of the dragon are now enshrined in their shrines and imperial palaces.”

*One of the Three Sacred Treasures of the Imperial Family. It’s a large magatama that’s been handed down for generations. According to Japanese mythology, the jewel was made by Tamanooya and is an object commonly used to demonstrate status for regional rulers in Japan.

Song Zhicun: “As you said, dragon scales should not be accessible to ordinary people, let alone you.”

“It’s true, but Otowa Saburo,” Lin Xuan said as he nudged his head towards Dong Zhi, who was still sleeping on the sofa, “was killed by him. He was a man under Otowa Hatsuhiko, who is the president of the Otowa Conglomerate. I heard that he’s connected to the royal family, so how can he not pit me with dragon scales?”

Song Zhicun snorted, “You speak lightly. Do you know how precious dragons are?”

Lin Xuan raised his hands. “I know! Now that Otowa Saburo is dead, the Japanese may put the blame on me. Even so, chances are the dragon scales may even fail, and I have already suffered heavy losses. A dragon bone is only a drop in the bucket for you, but to me it can save lives. I still remember the pattern on the bronze mirror, so I can draw it for you.”

Song Zhicun and Long Shen looked at each other, as if considering his suggestion.

“I remember the pattern on it…” A voice suddenly sounded untimely. Dong Zhi moved a little while holding his forehead. His face looked like a tangled ball.

His head was in great pain, as if he was being dragged by his hair and was slamming repeatedly against a wall. His ears were buzzing, and he had double vision of the scene in front of him. The center of his brow suddenly became cold, and he opened his eyes with great difficulty to look around. He saw Long Shen stretching out his finger and tapping it in the center between his eyebrows.

“How is it?”

“It’s better…” Dong Zhi said weakly. He reluctantly propped up his body, wanting to sit upright.

Long Shen helped him up while holding his arm with one hand.

If this was an ordinary time, Dong Zhi would rejoice being in such an intimate position, but he currently didn’t have the strength to notice this. After taking in some breath, he turned to the topic at hand. “I can draw the pattern on the back of the mirror. The difference shouldn’t be too big.”

Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows and said sarcastically, “Wouldn’t it be difficult for you to remember?”

Dong Zhi felt a little dizzy and nauseous. This was the aftereffects of inviting a god, especially to someone like him, who never have much experience doing it. Surprisingly, he had invited Second Master Guan, so naturally the sequela would be even more serious.

He leaned against Long Shen, caught a few breaths, before slowly saying. “I come from a background of artists. I am more sensitive to patterns. If I want to remember something, I can basically remember up to 70-80% of it. Give me a pen and some paper. I can draw the patterns and inscriptions on the mirror. Uncle Qian has also seen the mirror, so maybe he can add more details to it.”

Lin Xuan’s face darkened. Dong Zhi’s words have made him completely lose his bargaining chip.

Song Zhicun frowned. “Like I said, it doesn’t matter whether you say it or not, and now you’ve missed your opportunity to cooperate. You can’t escape the charge of kidnapping!”

Lin Xuan made a quick decision and immediately changed his position. He smiled slightly and said, “I have told you all that I know. I heard that this bronze mirror was unearthed in the Northwest. When it was discovered, there were also batches of gold, silver, and jade there, so the mirror wasn’t taken seriously at first. After changing multiple hands, it was discovered by the Japanese. They came to me with the pattern that was on the back of the mirror and asked me to help them find its whereabouts. In exchange, I asked someone to inquire about it, and only then did I know that it was in the hands of a man named Zheng Shun. The other party had taken the mirror to find Lao Qian to get it appraised.”

“The Japanese found Zheng Shun and wanted to buy it for five million. Zheng Shun immediately went to Lao Qian to ask for the mirror back. As a result, the mirror had already fallen into his hands. He probably wanted to bring it back to the Special Administration Bureau, but he was discovered by the Japanese, so they kidnapped him and brought him directly to me. You should all know the rest.”

Having said that, Lin Xuan spread his hands and made a helpless expression.

Long Shen: “And now the mirror’s in the hands of the Japanese?”

Lin Xuan nodded. “There are two groups of them. One group took the mirror and left. The other group is the one that was put down by your people just now.”

Otowa Saburo was directly shot in the head and couldn’t be saved. Everyone knew that he wasn’t stupid enough to take a gun and shoot himself in the temple, but the other Japanese were in a state of disarray and couldn’t explain what happened. Dong Zhi had invited a god into his body, so the entire scene was still hazy to him. Even he himself could not explain it clearly.

A murderer must pay with his life*. The issue was that these people were foreigners, and as such, it could easily cause an international dispute. However, these people were caught in relation to the smuggling and reselling of cultural relics. Besides, what Dong Zhi did was self-defense. Even if they were investigated, it was the Japanese who were guilty, so they wouldn’t be able to make any waves in the end.

*(杀人偿命) Saying that part of (杀人偿命,欠债还钱) A murderer must pay with his life as a debtor pays with money. || In this context, it should be more like an “attempted” murderer.

The most important thing now is the whereabouts of the mirror. If the Japanese wanted the mirror, there must be more to it than just the patterns.

Song Zhicun asked, “What’s so special about that bronze mirror? Why do the Japanese want it so badly?”

Lin Xuan smiled bitterly. “I really don’t know this. In order for me to help find its whereabouts, the Japanese were willing to give up even a dragon scale. It must be of great significance.”

While they were talking, pen and paper were brought in. Dong Zhi wanted to reach out to grab them, but Long Shen had already handed them to him.

“Don’t push yourself,” he said.

“I’m fine.” Dong Zhi smiled at him.

He thought intently for a moment, and then began to draw. Dong Zhi moved quickly, and with a few strokes, he sketched out the general outline. For fear of disturbing his thoughts, Song Zhicun didn’t ask any more questions, and the room was silent.

Half an hour passed quickly before Dong Zhi finally stopped writing.

“It should probably be like this, but there may be some deviations.”

Lin Xuan had also seen the patterns on the bronze mirror. When he glanced at Dong Zhi’s drawing, he found it was basically everything that was on the original mirror. Even the shadows of the ridges on the mountains were reflected accurately. At the edge of the paintings, there were four symbols that looked like Chinese and English, corresponding in pairs.

“What is this?” Long Shen pointed to a small black shadow on the painting.

Dong Zhi: “There should be patina here. On the other hand, I don’t remember the text very well, and the strokes may be missing.”

Long Shen nodded. “It’s okay.”

The characters on it were enough for him to recognize what the characters were.

Lin Xuan said sourly, “The Special Administration Bureau is really hiding dragons and tigers! I will never forget this when I catch anyone from there again!


Kinky Thoughts:

We’re finally done with arc 3. Such a long arc, and the others just keep getting longer…

Dong Zhi repaying back his grudge:
Lin Xu: I can draw the patterns as long as you negotiate with me. 
Dong Zhi: Fuck you, I can do it better and for free! (Bonus, I got to snuggle with my hubby too~)

Also, a big shout out to Crazy Mama for your generous ko-fi donations and support, as well as everyone else. Thank you for your support!

Yasakani-no-Magatama One of the Three Sacred Treasures of the Imperial Family. It’s a large magatama that’s been handed down for generations. According to Japanese mythology, the jewel was made by Tamanooya and is an object commonly used to demonstrate status for regional rulers in Japan.


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Bu Tian Gang Ch50

Author: 梦溪石 / Meng Xi Shi

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 50

The young man looked like a rogue, with an air of idleness around him. However, in front of Uncle Qian, he had some scruples and didn’t dare to cause trouble.

Uncle Qian lowered his voice. “Why? Have you found a buyer?”

A’Shun said proudly, “The person gave this number!”

He stretched out his hand and gestured with his palm.

Uncle Qian: “Half a million?”

A’Shun: “Are you looking down on me or that mirror? Add another zero!”

Uncle Qian: “Oh, you’re very good. If it’s true, then this is a big deal!”

A’Shun smiled and said, “No need for praise. Since I bothered you this time, I’ll still pay for your hard work.”

Uncle Qian said, “Unfortunately, you’re one step too late and that thing is no longer in my hands.”

A’Shun’s expression changed slightly. “Uncle Qian, my dad has been friends with you for decades. You can’t cheat me!”

Uncle Qian gave him a blank look. “Who’s cheating you? Didn’t you hand it over to me? I couldn’t appraise it, so I sent it to my old friend to help assess it. I just sent it yesterday, and it won’t be back until at least tomorrow.”

A’Shun paused before saying, “Then call them now and help me get it back!”

Uncle Qian said, “Don’t worry. My old friend has seen countless treasures in his life. Do you want him to despise your mirror? It’s just you said three days, so I believed it was three days. Now you’re here asking for it back in advance. What am I supposed to say? I’ll look untrustworthy in front of my old friend. He may just cut off contact with me in the future!”

“But I found a buyer, and I want to sell it now!” A’Shun said anxiously.

Uncle Qian’s tone became displeased. “One or two days later will not make a difference. It’s not like the mirror will turn into glass! Truthfully, according to my speculation, the inscription on the mirror is probably Chinese. If my friend confirms it, let alone that number you’re offered, it can go beyond twice as much! Don’t want to know how much it’s truly worth so you can raise the price higher?”

When A’Shun heard this, a look of hesitation appeared on his face.

Uncle Qian waved his hand. “Okay, listen to me on this. Come back tomorrow morning. I’ll return it intact to you!”

The shop curtain was opened, and a heat wave rushed in from the outside, blowing away the coolness in the room from the air conditioning. Two people walked in.

“Mr. Zheng, how is it?” The other party was wearing a suit and didn’t seem like he was there to shop around for antiques. Rather, he looked like an urban white-collar worker.

A’Shun turned his head and smiled. “Mr. Li, unfortunately, that thing is not in this shop right now.”

The other party frowned. “Why?”

A’Shun said, “It has been sent for appraisal, but I’ll have it back soon. How about we meet here tomorrow in the early morning to make our deal?”

The other party said categorically, “No, we want to buy it now, either that or no deal!”

A’Shun hurriedly said, “Don’t worry. There’s much to be examined. Since I received that thing from someone else, it’s hard to distinguish whether it’s genuine or a fake. Experts have to make an appraisal first. This is also my responsibility to the customer. Otherwise, when you get it later and claim that it’s fake and want me to give you a refund, that’ll put me in a difficult situation. Don’t you think this is reasonable?”

Mr. Li’s expression was indifferent as he said, “I have an early flight tomorrow. Since I have the intention to buy it, I will definitely not regret it. If you can’t get it out now, then I’m sorry, we can only give up on this deal.”

“Wait a minute! Wait a minute!”

Seeing the other party turned around to leave, A’Shun rushed towards him to grab him, but it seemed as if Mr. Li had eyes behind his back. Before A’Shun could touch him, he had already withdrawn his hand to avoid him.

“Uncle Qian, ask your friend to bring it back!” A’Shun urged.

Uncle Qian pretended, “Okay, don’t worry, I’ll go in and make the call. You wait here!”

He gave Dong Zhi a wink. “Nephew, look after the store for me.”

Dong Zhi followed up smoothly. “En, go ahead!”

While Uncle Qian hadn’t told him in advance about this, Dong Zhi still pretended to him and acted dumbfounded. As Uncle Qian turned around and went to the back room, A’Shun was trying to appease Mr. Li and the other person with him. However, their faces remained cold and unmoved, and they didn’t bother looking around the shop at the other antiques.

Dong Zhi smiled and said, “Sirs, we have other antiques in our shop. The goods are genuine. Why don’t you browse around and see if there’s anything you like? The price is quite favorable.”

Mr. Li said arrogantly, “We’re not interested in the things you have here.”

Dong Zhi put on his shopkeeper hat and enthusiastically promoted. “Look at this sword. It’s a sword of Sun Quan during the Three Kingdoms period. It’s very famous, so it’s definitely not a fake replica!”

Hearing Sun Quan’s name, Mr. Li stepped forward and took a look at it before showing an expression of disdain.

“Sun Zhongmou1 had two swords, named Qiangu Sword2 and the Wangu Dagger3. At best this sword is just an ordinary sword so I have no want for it.”

1Sun Quan’s courtesy name (Zhongmou).
2(千古剑) Eternal Sword.
3(
万古刀) Everlasting Dagger.

Dong Zhi ignored his remark and said with a smile, “Of course, if it were the Qiangu Sword, it would’ve been sent to a museum for exhibition. How could such an item be in our shop?”

Mr. Li sneered, “It may not be all in museums, right? Aren’t many cultural relics destroyed by Chinese people?”

Dong Zhi pretended to be surprised. “Aren’t you Chinese?”

Mr. Li snorted coldly, neither admitting nor denying it.

Dong Zhi smiled and said, “When it comes to the protection of cultural relics, we are definitely not as good as Japan. Swords from this era are abundant in China. When there are too many cultural relics, it’s inevitable that their protection will be inadequate. Unlike Japan where a sword older than 2,000 years can be regarded as an artifact!”

Mr. Li glanced at him coldly. “Young man, beware of the misinformation coming out of your mouth!”

His attitude more or less confirmed Dong Zhi’s guess that these two people were indeed Japanese and that this Mr. Li most likely wasn’t surnamed Li either. Uncle Qian’s previous judgement was correct. These two Japanese people wanted to buy the bronze mirror, and Dong Zhi boldly speculated that these two people were not the true end-buyers.

While speaking, Uncle Qian came out of the back room and apologized.

“I’m really sorry. The other party is out of town and won’t be back until tomorrow night at the earliest. Perhaps you could come over tomorrow night? The mirror will be here then. How about it?” He blinked innocently as his mouth spat nonsense.

A’Shun said anxiously, “Is your friend reliable?”

Uncle Qian gave him a blank look. “I told you, my old friend is not short of money. If he loses the mirror, I’ll pay you five million, alright?!”

A’Shun looked at Mr. Li. “Well…?”

Mr. Li frowned. “Wait a minute, I’ll make a call.”

A’Shun hurriedly said, “Great!”

Uncle Qian said to Dong Zhi, “Don’t you have to go back to school? Hurry now and go!”

Dong Zhi said, “Then I’m leaving first, uncle. Remember to go to our house for lunch tomorrow at noon!”

Uncle Qian waved his hand. “Got it!”

The street where the antique shop is located was on a pedestrian road. Vehicles weren’t allowed to enter, so Dong Zhi walked towards the road in order to catch a taxi. As he walked, he took out his phone and sent Long Shen a message, saying that he had obtained a bronze mirror for Uncle Qian and there were inscriptions on it, so Uncle Qian had asked him to take it back to him so he could have a look.

When he sent the message out, he switched his phone back to the main interface and heard rapid footsteps coming behind him. Thinking the other party was in a hurry, Dong Zhi turned aside and looked up.

At this moment, there was a tingling on the back of his neck, and the scene in front of him immediately blurred. His shoulder was picked up while he heard an affectionate greeting come into his ears. “Cousin, it’s been so long since I saw you!”

The tone of the voice had a sense of familiarity that it was almost as if it was truly greeting his cousin!

Dong Zhi realized that his opponent’s intention must be related to the bronze mirror, but before he could shout for help, his thoughts fell into complete darkness.

Passersby glanced at him quickly, but at most they only saw what seemed to be someone who had just met an acquaintance and was quickly pulled into a car. Very few people would notice that something was off with this kind of scene.

Dong Zhi tried moving his wrist. It hurt a bit. His consciousness slowly returned. He wanted to open his eyes but felt something covering them. He found that he was blindfolded, and his hands were tied.

There was a faint noise coming from outside, seemingly as if it was passing through some kind of barrier. He surmised that he must be in a separate room.

Did the two Japanese people tie him up? The bronze mirror should’ve been taken away by them too. But if they only needed the bronze mirror, why kidnap him and tie him up?

Questions filled his thoughts one by one. Before he had a chance to think about it for too long, he heard the sound of a door opening. Dong Zhi hurriedly remained motionless, pretending to still be unconscious.

“I took the mirror. What are we going to do with this kid?” Someone said.

“Mr. Otowa wants to keep an eye on him.” The voice that sounded this time was Mr. Li. He no longer disguised his voice and his words were blunt.

Dong Zhi was now certain that this guy was Japanese.

But the name Mr. Otowa… Why does it sound so familiar?

“What does Mr. Otowa want with him?”

“That’s not something Mr. Lin can ask.”

The door opened again, and someone else came in. Dong Zhi heard the sound of a bottle of wine pouring into a glass and guessed that someone had brought wine in. As the door opened, there seemed to be the sounds of men and women laughing in the distance.

He guessed that he should be held in some kind of… entertainment club?

“Go out.” This came from the man who had just entered.

“Yes.”

The sound of footsteps was heard, followed by the sound of a door closing.

The man sneered, “Don’t forget, it was I who brought you news of the bronze mirror!”

Mr. Li said, “Mr. Otowa will naturally keep in mind Mr. Lin’s friendship, but we have also paid you handsomely. This should be enough to satisfy you, no?”

The person surnamed Lin said, “The reward is for the bronze mirror, one size to one size*. This kid belongs to the Special Administration Bureau. I can’t just let you take him away. Otherwise, the Special Administration Bureau will come to my door and settle accounts! Are you asking me to be your scapegoat?!”

*(一码归一码) Saying referring to two things that should not be confused with each other/need to be looked at separately.

Has his identity been discovered?

Dong Zhi was shocked but then immediately thought that after he was unconscious, his body most likely would’ve been searched all over, which meant they most likely found his temporary access card to the Special Administration Building, and if this was the case, then the other party most likely knew that he was a practitioner as well.

Mr. Li said, “Last time, someone from the Secret Service seriously injured Mr. Fujikawa and his disciple, which we have a lot of grievances for. Mr. Otowa said that he wanted to make an example to warn the Special Administration Bureau. However, for Mr. Lin’s sake, we can let him go, as long as you help us unlock the secret on the bronze mirror.”

Dong Zhi finally remembered who the Japanese man that he saw in his clairvoyance that time was! It was the middle-aged man name Mr. Otowa, Otowa Hatsuhiko, the president of the Otowa Conglomerate!

When they were in Changbai Mountain, among the people who were with Master Fujikawa, there was also a man named Aso Kenzo, the president of the Aso Consortium. In order to catch a bigger fish, they deliberately let Fujikawa and his apprentice go, so they could spy on them secretly when they returned to Japan. Sure enough, they found Aso’s benefactor was Otowa Hatsuhiko, and they had been in contact with each other multiple times before and after the Changbai Mountain incident.

With what he knew now, he could conclude how the Japanese knew about the bone dragon on Changbai Mountain, and about the bronze mirror, were all related to Otowa Hatsuhiko. He didn’t know any other identities that Otowa Hatsuhiko would have besides being a business mogul, but Long Shen and the others must have known this information…

Thinking about this, Dong Zhi couldn’t help but inwardly smile bitterly. He didn’t know if he could even go back to them.

The conversation between the two continued.

The person, surnamed Lin, yelled, “What wishful thinking! Why should I help you find the secret to this bronze mirror in exchange for this kid?! Our cooperation is over. What does it have to do with me if you want to kill, cut, or do whatever you want with him?”

Dong Zhi couldn’t help feeling anxious. The person surnamed Li didn’t know him, but Master Fujikawa certainly does. He absolutely wouldn’t forget the trouble that he had caused them on Changbai Mountain, and the girl named Kitaichi Eiko assuredly wanted to kill him. His fate will not end well if he falls into their hands.

“But…” Lin’s voice lengthened.

Dong Zhi’s hope was rekindled.

Mr. Lin: “You can’t kill people on Chinese territory. If you want to kill him, you have to take him back to Japan before you can off him.”

Dong Zhi: …

Mr. Li agreed without much thought. “Naturally, of course. Mr. Lin has given us face, so we have to repay in kind.”

The person surnamed Lin suddenly chuckled. “Brother, did you work hard pretending to be unconscious?”

Dong Zhi’s heart missed half a beat. The next second, the black cloth over his eyes was torn away! His eyes, which had become accustomed to the darkness, squinted involuntarily under the sudden light.

Dong Zhi blinked several times to control the tears that wanted to flow out of his eyes. He looked around and saw that he seemed to be in a private room. There was a chandelier above him, and the decorations in the room looked gorgeous.

He sat on one end of a sofa while the other two people sat at the other end. One was Mr. Li, and the other was a strange young man dressed in a tuxedo, looking at him with a smile. He looked as if he was well prepared and was seemingly waiting for him to yell for help.

Dong Zhi looked innocently at them. “Hi*?”

*Clarity: He says this in English.

The young man chuckled.

Mr. Li lowered his face. “Mr. Lin, didn’t he get a sufficient dose of the drug?”

The young man shrugged. “You are all going to take him away. Does it really matter what he hears?”

Seeing his opportunity, Dong Zhi interjected, “Mr. Lin, I will not bore you with empty words about family and country. Since you know I’m from the Special Administration Bureau and the bronze mirror has nothing to do with you, there’s no need to hold me captive, right? The leaders will soon know about my disappearance. When the time comes for them to investigate, you won’t be able to get rid of their suspicion. It’s better to let me go, and I’ll do my best to help you get what you want.”

Mr. Lin sighed and shook his head. “You can’t help me. They have what I want in their hands. Anyways, I didn’t kill you, nor did I take the mirror. I just provided the information. Injustice has a head and a master. If you become a ghost, remember to settle accounts with them, not me.”

Dong Zhi: …

The more he looked at the person surnamed Lin, the more he felt he looked similar to someone.

Dong Zhi suddenly asked, “Do you know Lin Jun?”

The other party was a little surprised. “You know Lin Jun?”

Dong Zhi said, “Last time I went to Yangcheng to do business, I met him. Our friendship is pretty good.”

Of course, this was simply an exaggeration. Lin Jun works for the Guangzhou office and was very enthusiastic about their “friendship”, especially since he considered Dong Zhi a “rising star” who was likely to join the General Administration Bureau, so the two kept in contact after the Yangcheng incident.

The other party smiled and said, “What a coincidence. I am Lin Jun’s cousin. You can call me Lin Xuan.”

Dong Zhi frowned and said, “Lin Jun is also from the Special Administration Bureau, but you’re cooperating with the Japanese. Is the Lin family of Lingnan so two-faced?”

Lin Xuan smiled and said to Mr. Li, “He and my cousin are friends. We should forget about it. Besides, you’ve got your mirror.”

Mr. Li said bluntly, “No! He knows too much. If the Special Administration Bureau knows that the mirror is in our hands, it will cause a lot of trouble. I have to take him away now. You don’t have to worry about it. Mr. Otowa will send someone to deliver the things you want as well as your compensation.”

Lin Xuan raised his hand helplessly to Dong Zhi. “Well, you heard him. He doesn’t want to, and I’ve tried my best. Remember his face, so when you plan to seek revenge, don’t haunt the wrong person.”

The corners of Dong Zhi’s mouth twitched. “Are you not afraid of affecting Lin Jun’s career?”

Lin Xuan smiled and said, “Since you have met my cousin, you should know what kind of person he is. He’s bombastic, yet he’s just ordinary. Even without me, he’ll be kicked out sooner or later…”

The man surnamed Li became impatient listening to their prattle, so he stretched out his hand towards Dong Zhi, intending to grab him.

Dong Zhi had already secretly broken the rope behind his back and was pretending as if he was still bound. Seeing Mr. Li’s movement at this moment, he naturally couldn’t pretend any longer, so he quickly took out a Sunlight Talisman from his pocket and threw it at his opponent!

Everything happened within a flash, before a question popped into his mind. ‘Since Lin Xuan had searched him, why did he still have a Sunlight Talisman on him?’

He didn’t have time to think about the answer. The talisman turned into fire and flew towards Mr. Li’s face, causing him to take a half step back.

Dong Zhi took this opportunity to rush to the door!

He didn’t bring the Changshou Sword out today. Since he was having a meal, and only temporarily wanted to visit Uncle Qian, he thought having a sword on him was too eye-catching. He didn’t expect that something like this would happen to him, but if the Changshou Sword was here, it would’ve been found and taken away when he was searched.

At that moment, many thoughts flashed in his mind, and it finally boiled down to one: ‘Can he hold on until reinforcements come?’

He didn’t notice that Lin Xuan remained seated on the sofa the entire time, lowering his head to drink tea, as if he didn’t witness the scene that just happened right in front of him. He neither stopped Dong Zhi nor helped the person surnamed Li chase him.

When Long Shen received the text message from Dong Zhi, he didn’t pay much attention to it. Old Qian from the antique shop often asked him for his help in identifying antiques, so it wasn’t unusual for him. However, an hour later, Old Qian called and asked if he had received the mirror, and Long Shen found that something was wrong.

He tried calling Dong Zhi, but it didn’t connect, and he didn’t respond back to his text messages either. It’s absolutely impossible for Dong Zhi to have run away with the mirror. The only answer that remained was that he had been taken away and was in an involuntary situation.

Long Shen didn’t delay for a moment and immediately mobilized the surveillance team. It was easy to find the surveillance footage based on the time when Dong Zhi had sent him that text message.

The quality of the video wasn’t high. It showed a vague image of a person stepping forward to hold Dong Zhi on the shoulder, then taking him into the car. From the video, it looks as if he just met a friend and followed him, but a professional can easily tell that something was off.

“He was knocked out and taken away!” Song Zhicun, who watched the video with him, exclaimed.

Long Shen said to the employees of the IT department of the bureau, “The license plate number can be clearly seen. Run it through our system.”

The employees did not dare neglect their work and hurriedly ran the plates to dig up information.

Song Zhicun comforted him, “Don’t worry too much. According to Old Qian, they most likely just want the bronze mirror and wouldn’t hurt him.”

Long Shen didn’t lose his demeanor, but Song Zhicun knew that Dong Zhi was a promising candidate for groups one and two, and now he was suddenly kidnapped. Such a thing was quite upsetting. What’s more, Dong Zhi could be considered at least half a member of the Special Administration Bureau, but he had made it clear that he wanted to join the Special Administration Bureau cleanly and had not once taken advantage of this fact. It was clear that he wanted to join fairly and had wholeheartedly intended to pursue this to the very end.

Once the state machinery was in operation, the efficiency was not surprising. The license plate number came back, and the location of the car was quickly obtained. The plate was registered in the name of a company that engages in the cultural industry, or bluntly put, an entertainment club. The legal owner is surnamed Yue, which is a rare surname, but as far as Long Shen knows, it’s the surname of the wife of Lin Ji, the head of the Lin family of Lingnan.

They also traced the destination of the car to the entertainment club.

If they really wanted to, the Lin family could definitely kidnap someone seamlessly without leaving so many flaws. However, since this incident happened so suddenly, it was too late to analyze it. Long Shen immediately got up and walked out.

Song Zhicun hurriedly grabbed him. “Boss Long, are you just going to waltz in their front door?”

“Perhaps Dong Zhi and the bronze mirror are there.” Long Shen said.

Song Zhicun hesitated and said, “The Lin family of Lingnan has many contacts. Could it be someone is pretending to be them? Shouldn’t we report to the boss first?”

Long Shen said lightly, “For this matter, the sooner we act, the better.”

Song Zhixuan wanted to say something, but Long Shen had already walked out.

“Wait, I’ll come with you!” Song Zhicun shouted, feeling that Long Shen was being impatient. However, he also knew very well how ignorant Director Jiang was and would love to report to the upper level. However, by the time the instructions came down, the cucumber would already be cold.

In this regard, Long Shen and Wu Bingtian had always done better than him, who usually stuck closer to the rules. He bitterly smiled inwardly and hurriedly walked out.

“Boss Song!” Chi Banxia came running from the other end of the corridor, panting. “I have a question I want to ask you. Is it convenient for you?”

Song Zhicun waved his hand. “We can talk in the car. Let’s go!”

Chi Banxia followed in confusion.

At this time, Dong Zhi was embroiled in a battle. He didn’t expect that when he rushed out of the room, it was just the start.

There were more than a dozen people guarding outside the door. Up to six of them seemed to be from the same group as the person surnamed Li. Said person shouted a few words in Japanese loudly, and suddenly they all pounced on him. Lin Xuan’s people stood at the side and did not intervene, as they didn’t plan to help Dong Zhi nor the Japanese.

The club was extremely large. What’s even more troublesome was that the passages were built like a maze. Through seven or eight twists and turns, he still caught no signage. If guests were to come here and were not guided by the staff, it’s estimated that they would never find a way out.

He panicked as he didn’t know which way to go, so he could only randomly choose a random spot and rushed in as the other party was in hot pursuit.

The Sunlight Talisman and Thunder Talismans are powerful at dealing with demons and ghosts, but completely useless at handling ordinary humans. If he had known he would be kidnapped and trapped here, he should have learned a few more tricks from Ba Sang!

But then again, even if he could match four palms with both fists*, against this current number, he most likely could only admit defeat.

*Reminder: The original idiom is two fists can’t match four palms and refers to being outnumbered. He changed the wording a bit to say he can fight against more than one, but even in that situation, he certainly can’t defeat six people, so he’s still outnumbered.

The most hateful person, though, wasn’t the Japanese, but Lin Xuan. He didn’t know what kind of benefit the Japanese had given him, but he actually turned his elbows out* to help outsiders attack his own people.

*(胳膊肘往外拐) Has a derogatory meaning referring to selfishness/a person who can’t tell right from wrong, while the positive meaning is selflessness. It also refers to helping outsiders (the Japanese) instead of their own (Chinese). Obviously, he’s referring to the former.

While running, Dong Zhi couldn’t help imagining the soles of his feet stepping on Lin Xun’s head so he could greet the cats, dogs, rabbits, and turtles.


Kinky Thoughts:

Dong Zhi sure can bear a grudge. Don’t worry, your hubby is coming to rescue you!


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Bu Tian Gang Ch49

Author: 梦溪石 / Meng Xi Shi

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 49

Dong Zhi was too excited that he couldn’t fall back asleep. After Zhong Yuyi left, in high spirits, he flipped around on the bed for over half an hour, as if he was like a smoldering pancake.

Oh my god. He actually invited a righteous god in his first attempt. Is there such a genius in the world! But geniuses need to be humble, modest, and have humility.

He narrowed his eyes for three minutes before he suddenly thought of something.

Since it was clairvoyance, then everything he saw just now should have happened in real time, right?

Long Shen’s meeting. Being underwater. The Japanese man.

The more he thought about it, the more Dong Zhi felt something was wrong. He got up and immediately texted Long Shen. [Boss Long, are you free now? I have something to tell you.]

After waiting for a while, the phone rang. Long Shen had taken the initiative to call him.

He hurriedly picked it up. “Boss Long, why are you calling?”

Long Shen: “Didn’t you say you have something to tell me?”

It seems that he had left a reliable impression on the other party, as he reached out shortly after he sent his message, signaling that Long Shen believes in him.

Dong Zhi felt proud momentarily before he hurriedly got down to business. “Were you in a meeting just now? About half an hour ago. It was in a conference room. Boss Wu was sitting on the left and Boss Song was on the right.”

There was a pause before he replied, “Yes.”

Dong Zhi then recounted the three scenes he had just seen through his clairvoyance.

Long Shen paid careful attention to the second scene. “What else did you see in the water besides the corpses?”

Dong Zhi tried to recall. “It seems to be just an ordinary lake… But I seem to recall seeing some buildings faintly in the distance, but I couldn’t see it clearly. I was quickly pulled away, so I didn’t stay long. However, those water corpses were particularly strange. Their demeanor and posture are still as if they were alive. I thought they were stone statues at first.”

Long Shen: “What about clothing? What dynasty are they from?”

Dong Zhi: “I can’t tell, but judging from their hairstyle, it shouldn’t be modern.”

Long Shen said deeply, “In the third scene, did you see the appearance of the cloaked man in the end?”

Dong Zhi: “No. I saw you looking up at me during the first scene. Did you really see me?”

Long Shen: “I could only feel a sense of peeping, but I couldn’t see anything.”

Dong Zhi hurriedly said, “Then I suspect that the cloaked figure may have sensed my peeping too. The last thing I saw before the scene was over was it reaching out with its hand that was a white bone!”

The other end of the phone fell silent.

Dong Zhi: “Boss Long?”

“I see,” Long Shen said. “For these days, don’t invite Gods anymore and under normal circumstances, don’t use this spell so casually in the future.”

“But…”

“Do you understand?”

Long Shen’s tone became stern. Although Dong Zhi didn’t understand why, he agreed.

Long Shen said, “If you encounter anything strange again, feel free to call me.”

After a pause, he said again, “Have a good rest.”

Dong Zhi obediently said, “Okay, goodbye.”

After hanging up the call, Long Shen looked at the files on his desk blankly. His thoughts have already flown away. He didn’t know what he was thinking, but he only felt his eyebrows frowning tighter. With a slight movement, he dialed He Yu’s number.

When the phone line picked up, a careless voice spoke out. “Hello, the number you have dialed is not in service for the time being. Please try your call again at a later time.”

Long Shen: “He Yu.”

Sensing trouble was brewing, He Yu hastily became like a dog who obediently was ordered to sit. “Yes, what are your orders?”

Long Shen: “How is it going over there now?”

He Yu: “Ugh, don’t even talk about it. The place where the accident happened is near Mount Laohei. We’ve searched all over, but we can’t dig the entire area three feet deep. The water’s been flooding the area every day, but don’t bother mentioning demons and ghosts. There’s not even any signs of water sprites! Say Boss, we have been feeding mosquitoes here for almost a month. It isn’t an issue to continue on like this but when can we go back?”

*Kelpie (水鬼) Shaft-shifting spirit usually portrayed as a black horse-like creature that can adopt human form. Usually, it lives in bodies of water like rivers and lakes. See Kinky Thoughts for lore.

Long Shen asked, “Except for Mount Laohei, what about other places?”

He Yu said, “Fuxian Lake is really too big. Even if you search just along the coast, there may not be results for half a year. The water in that area constantly rises and falls. I don’t know how many dark water caves there are or where to go. Kan Chaosheng is now going into the water every day but can’t seem to find anything. At this rate, we may have to ask Zong Lao to come out!”

Long Shen ignored his joke. “Don’t just look along the coastal line and Mount Laohei. Make sure you search the middle of the lake as well.”

He Yu smelled something unusual. “Boss, are you privy to something?”

Long Shen said, “I’ll tell Song Zhicun and group three about it. You make Chaosheng work harder.”

He Yu: “Well, I’ll relay that to him.”

After ending the call with He Yu, Long Shen thought for a while, and then dialed Zhong Yuyi’s number.

The next day, when everyone gathered, they received a notice from Zhong Yuyi. His class would come to an early end. It wasn’t only Dong Zhi, but everyone else was inexplicable. However, Zhong Yuyi said that this notice came from the higher ups, so they all had to return to the city in advance.

While they had “finished” their course, Li Ying and the others had just started under Ding Lan’s leadership. This meant they had to wait for the others to come back before they could move to the next course together.

With nothing to do during this time, they all had free reign. While everyone came to apply for the Special Administration Bureau and had passed the written exam and interview, some, like Gu Meiren, certainly didn’t come with the mentality of idleness and fooling around. For some inexplicable reason, now with this extra period of “vacation”, they felt depressed as they had nothing to learn.

“Did Old Zhong disclose what the course of the next stage was?”

After they came back from a meal, someone asked Dong Zhi.

Dong Zhi smiled bitterly. “No, he’s also acting strange.”

Zhong Yuyi didn’t have many reservations. After a few days of getting acquainted with everyone, they had stopped calling him Teacher Zhong and instead switched to Old Zhong.

Gu Meiren comforted. “There should be arrangements from above, so we can just take it easy.”

Chi Banxia propped up her chin and sighed. “If I knew about this, it would’ve been better to go with Li Ying and the others. I heard that they stumbled upon a tough situation in the mausoleum yesterday. It seems that it was a lich*.”

*Fly Stiff (飞僵) A classification of zombies that becomes a demon after turning into a scorpion, allowing it to fly, thus known as a flying stiff (stiff being that the body is hard like a corpse after rigor mortis). See lore for details || I’ll be using lich as the translation.

The so-called lich is a classification of zombies and tomb robbers collectively referred to as “zongzi1“. It would take at least a hundred years for a zombie to skeletonize and become a lich. Liches were covered with white hair and float, as if they could fly, which was why they were called liches. On top of liches, there was also other classifications2 such as jade liches and white liches. The catacombs that produce these zombies must be extremely fierce to produce these things, but it could also be a situation like in Long Shen’s story, where an original place had good fengshui but was actually artificially changed to be auspicious to deceive latecomers.

1Name after the dish, it’s a code word among tomb robbers referring to a relatively well-preserved corpse in a tomb that has turned into a zombie.
2Clarity: According to Chinese folklore, there are 18 kinds of “zombies”. I won’t list them all since some of the translations don’t really make sense translated. The lich is one of these types.

For ordinary people, encountering this kind of situation is a bad luck. Countless tomb robbers have died while trying to rob a tomb through the ages, either through traps or being infected by corpse poison. However, for practitioners like them, one encounter only equals one more experience. Besides, there’s also a powerful leader mentoring the team, so generally they won’t encounter any great danger.

So when they all heard that Li Ying and the others had encountered a lich, everyone’s first reaction was not fear but envy.

Chi Banxia: “I heard Li Ying say that we will send representatives to participate in the World Exchange Conference next year. There’s also a certain quota for newcomers. Since we have one less training course than them, I wonder if it will affect our recommendation?”

Gu Meiren: “I don’t think so. After all, it was not our initiative to withdraw from the course. It was a decision made from above.”

Zhou Yue said, “I’m not worried about the recommendation qualification. The competition for this kind of important international-level event must be very fierce. Not only newcomers but also many seniors would want to go. If we can pass the training, the bureau should handle everything accordingly.”

Ou-Yang Yin smiled and said, “Our family has helped people with fengshui for generations. Occasionally, we would encounter one or two tricky things. If I run into such a situation, and you want more experience, I’ll let you know. Of course, you’ll also be paid as well.”

To everyone, though, remuneration was second, and above all else, it was better to have something to do than be idle every day.

Even with the class cancelled, Dong Zhi still had many things to do. His comic serialization was reaching a critical plot point and had an increasing number of people chasing it. They were hungry for more, as they left comments urging him to update. Besides that, he also climbs the stairs to the rooftop every day for practice. He never slacked off and felt very fulfilled in his life. However, he didn’t express any of his opinions rashly as he just sat there resting his chin on his hand and listening to everyone else obediently, while still recalling the event of when he had invited God in and thinking about Long Shen during his meeting.

At that time, everyone else looked bored while Long Shen listened very carefully and took notes from time to time. Recalling that look, perhaps he would try once again to draw Long Shen’s eyes and solve his distress of being unable to finish his portrait before.

The latter two scenes, though, were very strange. Listening to Long Shen’s tone, he seemed to know where the second scene was. There was also that Japanese man who looked extremely familiar, but he couldn’t quite place it. Where had he seen this person before?

When a pot of beef in sour soup was served, it finally relieved everyone’s depression and also diverted Dong Zhi’s attention. Everyone had a great meal and enjoyed their time socializing. After the meal, they parted ways and made an appointment to contact each other later, then they dispersed.

Dong Zhi declined the offer of others to give him a ride, saying that he wanted to walk after dinner, so he walked along the streets alone. As he walked, he discovered that the street he was currently on was the road filled with antique stores that Long Shen had brought him once to get the Qingzhu Sword.

Thinking of this, Dong Zhi couldn’t help but dispel the idea of taking a taxi back, and instead walked towards the antique shop Long Shen had taken him to. Since it was still broad daylight, the store was naturally open, and the person working there was still the same uncle he saw last time.

The uncle seemed familiar with him. When he saw him come in, he wanted to greet him, but hesitantly said, “You’re that gentle looking young man?”

Dong Zhi smiled and said, “I came with Boss Long that night when he took back his Qingzhu Sword. Do you remember?”

“So it turned out to be you. I do remember!” The uncle patted his forehead. “Since it was at night and the lighting wasn’t good, I couldn’t see you clearly. No wonder why I felt your face looked so familiar. Sit down, sit down!”

He greeted Dong Zhi and motioned for him to sit down on a chair nearby.

Dong Zhi smiled and said, “What is your name?”

“Just call me Uncle Qian. So, how’s the Qingzhu Sword?”

Dong Zhi asked curiously, “How do you know it was given to me?”

Uncle Qian smiled and said, “I have known Boss Long for so many years, but I have never seen him bring someone with him when he takes back swords, so it means that sword must be for you.”

Hearing this made Dong Zhi’s heart happy. He took advantage of the situation and asked, “How many years have you known him?”

Uncle Qian: “It must be at least 20 years.”

Dong Zhi was surprised. “So many years? Then Boss Long must’ve been very young at that time, right?”

Uncle Qian smiled and said, “No, he hasn’t changed much and looks pretty much as he did 20 years ago.”

Dong Zhi pondered it thoughtfully.

“By the way,” Uncle Qian thought of something and said, “I have a bronze mirror here that someone just brought over. I want your help to assess its value so I can price it. You’re Boss Long’s apprentice, so you must be knowledgeable. Won’t you take a look?”

Dong Zhi said, “Why do you think I am Boss Long’s apprentice?”

Uncle Qian: “You look like you would be his apprentice. Is it possible that you’re his son?”

When he heard those words, Dong Zhi almost spat out the water that he had just sipped on.

“It’s better to be an apprentice!”

Uncle Qian laughed. “Is that so?”

Dong Zhi scratched his nose. While he wanted to called Long Shen master, he was afraid the other party wouldn’t respond.

Uncle Qian took out the box containing the bronze mirror. “According to my speculation, the age of this mirror is probably before the Zhou Dynasty, but I’m not entirely sure. It could be even earlier.”

If it was earlier than the Zhou Dynasty, it would either be the Xia and Shang Dynasties, or the period of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors*.

*The Three Sovereigns span from 4,000-8,000+ years ago, while the Five Emperors period was about 4,000 years ago.

Dong Zhi was surprised. He took a closer look at the bronze mirror in the uncle’s hand. There was a pattern carved on the back of the mirror, but it wasn’t the usual ordinary figures of flowers, birds, or bats, but rather a… phoenix? Behind the phoenix, there seemed to be undulating mountains and a sun rising eastward.

“To be honest, I don’t know anything about antique appraisal. I’m afraid it will have to be done by Boss Long.”

In general, if the antique was old, the bronze on it would oxidize, discoloring and blurring the text and patterns made of bronze to varying degrees. However, this mirror looked as if it was 70-80% new, which made him suspect it could be a fake.

Dong Zhi couldn’t help raising his concern. “Uncle Qian, the pattern on the mirror looks so new…”

Uncle Qian lowered his voice. “I know what you are worried about. The pattern is new, and it may have just been taken out of an anaerobic environment.”

Dong Zhi understood. “So it hasn’t been unearthed until recently?”

Uncle Qian nodded. “The person who brought it here is a junior of an acquaintance of mine. He’s usually a broker who’s responsible for exchanging these items. He doesn’t actually go to the tombs himself. Occasionally, he would get new things in his hand. There’s a character on it that I can’t understand. Show it to Boss Long for me. If the original isn’t clean, I don’t want it.”

Text to the dead*?

*(殄文) Also known as the water book, or ghost book, or anti-book, it is written text for the dead. Legends have it that it was created by a man named Lu Duogong. It’s ancient writings that mainly record cultural information such as astronomy, geography, religion, folklore, ethnics, and philosophy.

Dong Zhi took a closer look at the back of the mirror again and saw that there were indeed a few strange symbols and text. He hadn’t paid much attention to it previously. When Uncle Qian said this, he remembered that once when he was on the train, he saw a fairytale book that lay in the corner of the soft sleeper. When he opened it, it turned out to be a notebook that was full of writing he couldn’t understand. He Yu later said that those were Long Shen’s notes.

Above those notes, he realized they were vague text that looked similar to this.

“What is the text for the dead?”

“This kind of text originated from the ancient ancestors, at least before the Xia Dynasty or much earlier. Some people say that it’s the writing of the gods. During that time, only a great witch in charge of sacrifices could understand it. Later, with the oracle bone script*, the writing gradually died out. Legends have it that there are still a few sorcerers in Guizhou who can do this kind of writing. They are revered as ‘ghost masters’ and their writings become a communication between yin and yang, which is specifically written for the dead. The texts are gathered into documents, forming a collection of works generally called the Book of the Dead, or the Book of Rebirth.”

*Was an ancestor of modern Chinese characters engraved on oracle bones—animal bones or turtle plastrons used in pyromantic divination—in the late 2nd millennium BC and is the earliest known form of Chinese writing.

Dong Zhi: “Boss Long can read such thing?”

Uncle Qian smiled and said, “Which is why I have to ask him about this matter.”

Dong Zhi hesitated. “Uncle Qian, if this is stolen goods…?”

Wouldn’t this cause trouble for Long Shen?

Uncle Qian: “Don’t worry, Boss Long knows how to deal with it. I don’t want to accept anything unclean. I’m not looking for trouble. You need to tell him that after three days, if the owner wants it returned intact*, he must come and take it. Afterwards, what they want to do with it is their business, but I can’t have it affect my small business.”

*Return to Zhao (完璧归赵) Idiom refers to returning something intact to the original owner.

Dong Zhi laughed. “Uncle Qian, do you call this a small business? Last time I went back, Boss Long told me that if you take the mountain made of jade in your shop to an auction house, you can at least get one or two thousand for it!”

He deliberately omitted the 10,000’s to avoid making it sound too eye-catching.

Uncle Qian couldn’t help feeling a bit proud. “What are you saying? It’s just a piece of rough stone that I have a home. When I cut into it, what did I find? Bright imperial jade, and the best quality! After that, I didn’t let anyone cut it anymore, as I wanted to pass it on to my children and grandchildren!”

Dong Zhi gave him a thumbs up. “You are a gentleman who loves money, and you make it in a proper way!”

Uncle Qian was extremely flattered by him, and his attitude became more affectionate.

“Anyway, I heard from the junior who brought over this mirror that there are quite a few foreigners who are attracted to it if it has a high appraisal. I thought that since this is a treasure from our ancestors, no matter what, it shouldn’t fall into the hands of foreigners. Don’t you agree?”

Dong Zhi repeatedly nodded. “Yes, you are right!”

Uncle Qian: “The truth of the matter is, there are many genuine and fake antiques in this industry. Many of them are from unknown origins, so everyone’s walking in a gray area. If I’m found out that I reported it to the Relevant Department, then my reputation would be ruined in this industry. Therefore, this is a big risk I’m taking this time. No matter what, you must bring back the mirror in three days.”

Dong Zhi put the mirror in his backpack and smiled. “Don’t worry, I promise the first thing I do when I return is to give it to Boss Long, but do you really believe in me? You don’t need to take my ID card or anything? Such a valuable thing, yet you’re willing to let me take it away?”

Uncle Qian: “If Boss Long is willing to bring you here, that’s enough proof for me.”

Dong Zhi felt a little guilty. “But I haven’t been about to call him Master yet.”

Uncle Qian squinted. “Are you not diligent or pious enough?”

Dong Zhi looked wronged. “I can barely wait to invite him to eat three meals a day. Isn’t that diligent enough? I’m afraid he’ll be annoyed if he sees me too much!”

Uncle Qian laughed. “That’s just who he is. I believe, as my grandson put it, boring. Boring1, right?”

Dong Zhi: “You mean mensao1?”

1Clarity: The word the Uncle is trying to think of is [mensao] (闷骚) but he instead incorrectly remembers it as [menshen] (闷什) which means boring/stuffy. [Mensao] is a catchphrase that is popular among young people (thus he mentioned why his grandson used this word to describe Long Shen) and it refers to a person who is quiet on the outside but passionate on the inside. Such people do not easily express their emotions but, on specific occasions, often behave unexpectedly. Such actions, to a certain extent, reflect the true personality of that person. || I’m leaving it in pinyin form since I can’t think of an English equivalent that describes what it truly means.

Uncle Qian: “Yes, he’s just mensao! You have to keep at it!”

Dong Zhi deliberately acted cute*. “Then you give me advice?”

*Selling [meng]/acting cute (卖萌) Refers to purposefully showing one’s cuteness to impress others.

Uncle Qian: “To gain his favor doesn’t mean you need to gift him something. Boss Long is a serious person, so you need to be serious in front of him. You have to learn more and ask more. Don’t be afraid that you’ll make a fool of yourself. It’s better to ask than be scared and pretend you understand but really don’t.”

Dong Zhi nodded and asked, “Does he have any hobbies?”

Uncle Qian thought for a while. “Not that I can tell. He occasionally put ancient swords on consignment with me and would also ask me to help keep an eye out for them. I asked if he liked to collect ancient swords, but he said no. Having said that, he usually lives in an ascetic way. He doesn’t smoke or drink, so I really don’t know what he does for enjoyment… Oh, but I did see him feed the stray cat that’s around here a few times.”

Dong Zhi: “In the years you’ve known him, have you seen Boss Long with maybe a girlfriend or wife?”

Uncle Qian laughed. “I haven’t seen one before. You’re the first person he has brought by, but I know that you practitioners are different from ordinary people. It’s said that there are many bachelors in your Special Administration Bureau. Perhaps it’s because you guys are usually too busy. If you can introduce him to a girlfriend, let alone be an apprentice, it should be no problem for you to be his godson!”

Dong Zhi muttered, ‘Can I introduce myself to him?’

Uncle Qian didn’t hear clearly. “What was that?”

“It’s nothing,” Dong Zhi said with a smile. “I can guarantee the task you entrusted me with will be completed.”

Uncle Qian nodded in satisfaction. “By the way, I have a sword here that I recently acquired. It’s said that it was Sun Quan’s* sword during the Three Kingdoms period. I’ve looked at it, but it doesn’t seem to be his usual sword, and its quality is only average, maybe slightly inferior to the Qingzhu Sword. Can you help me go back and ask Boss Long if he wants it-“

*His courtesy name is Zhongmou. Founder of the state of Eastern Wu during the Three Kingdoms period. Unlike his rivals Cao and Liu Bei, Sun Quan was much younger than they were and governed his state mostly separate of politics and ideology. He is sometimes portrayed as neutral, considering he adopted a flexible foreign policy between his two rivals with the goal of pursuing the greatest interests for the country.

At this moment, a young man came in from outside. “Uncle Qian!”

Uncle Qian raised his head. “A’Shun*, why are you here so soon? It’s not time yet, is it?”

*Clarity: He adds () in front of Shun’s name. This is a term of endearment.

A’Shun’s t-shirt had a few stains on it, and his hair looked like it hadn’t been cut for a long time, which he simply tied back. He walked in with a happy-go-lucky smile.

“Yo, you have guests?”

“What’s the matter?”

A’Shun glanced at Dong Zhi as he replied to Uncle Qian with nothing much, before sitting down on the sofa crossed-legged.

Dong Zhi was about to leave, when suddenly Uncle Qian held him back. “This is my eldest nephew!”

A’Shun gave a goofy smile. “So it turns out he’s your eldest nephew. Not bad, not bad. Sure enough, he looks quite talented, unlike you!”

“Fuck you!” Uncle Qian scolded with a smile. “If you have something to say, spit it out!”

A’Shun looked back and said, “Is the mirror still with you? I am here to take it back.”

Seeing Uncle Qian winking at him, Dong Zhi immediately understood that this should be the one who had sent him the bronze mirror.


The author has something to say:

A small theater that has nothing to do with the text:

Dong Zhi heard that Long Shen had fed a stray cat, so it dawned on him that the male god had pity for the poor and weak, and he’s a caring person. Thus, he deliberately dirtied his clothes and messed up his hair, then squatted outside Long Shen’s bedroom waiting to touch porcelain*.

*(碰瓷) Racketeering. It originated where gangsters would deliberately bump into people while holding fragile porcelain in their hands causing them to drop and break it, then in turn would blackmail the pedestrian to pay for it. || In this context Dong Zhi is pretending to be pitiful to gain Long Shen’s affection.

When Long Shen got back from work and saw him squatting at the door to his room pitifully. Dong Zhi said, “Boss Long, I was robbed and now I have no food to eat. Can I hang out with you for the time being?”

Long Shen: “It just so happens that last time you made a great contribution, and your bonus hasn’t been paid yet. It’s about 20,000. Follow me to fill out the form to get it.”

Dong Zhi: …


Kinky Thoughts:

Water Sprite/Kelpie (水鬼)

A shape-shifting spirit in Scottish folklore that is usually described as a black horse-like creature that’s able to adopt human form. Some accounts state the kelpie retains its hooves when appearing as a human, leading to its association with Satan. It is often seen in bodies of water like rivers and lakes.

The legends vary, though the most famous association with it is the Loch Ness Monster.

You can read more about it on Wikipedia.

Flying Stiff (飞僵) / Lich

A zombie that becomes a demon after years of gathering resentment. After turning into a scorpion it gains the ability to fly/float thus giving it it’s flying aspect. Stiff refers to the corpse of its original zombie form that’s stiff since rigor mortis has set in. Wherever it goes, it is said to be the king of zombies.

It can cause drought, and therefore, when there’s a drought, people will search for zombies and burn them to ashes. According to legends, it can also suck human blood within a hundred paces.

I have decided to translate this to lich because flying stiff sounds awkward and one of the results from baidu gave me the Dota 2 hero lich.

Text to the dead (殄文)

Also known as the water book, or ghost book, or anti-book, it is written text for the dead. Legends have it that it was created by a man named Lu Duogong. It’s ancient writings that mainly record cultural information such as astronomy, geography, religion, folklore, ethnics, and philosophy.


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Bu Tian Gang Ch48

Author: 梦溪石 / Meng Xi Shi

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 48

Zhong Yuyi shook his head and said solemnly, “There are invisible geographical differences between countries. Generally, it is very difficult, but when you go to the United States, you can invite the Yin god of that country.”

In layman’s terms, it’s difficult for the Yin God to cross the restrictions of countries and nations. The farther the distance, the weaker the sensing ability.

Dong Zhi said thoughtfully, “Does this also have something to do with nationality and blood?”

Zhong Yuyi showed a look of admiration. “Yes, it does matter, as bones, blood, and soul are all indeed related.”

Dong Zhi said strangely, “I was in Boss Long’s office that day and saw you invite Huanhou. It stands to reason that he’s so famous and canonized, so shouldn’t it be an invitation? Yet why did it seem like a possession instead?”

Zhong Yuyi: “Yin Gods, to be precise, are not complete with three souls and seven souls1. They may also be a ray of divine consciousness or a thought. Depending on the merits, virtues, and incense offered in the world, they all vary. For example, the Great Guansheng Emperor2 is canonized by emperors throughout the ages, and he’s constantly enshrined. This is naturally a true God, and it’s not easy to invite such a person.”

1Reminder: Refers to the three souls and seven souls that govern the spiritual part of the body. See lore glossary for more details.
2Title given to 
Guan Yu, a famous general of the three kingdoms.

Everyone nodded, as they had a new understanding of what the invitation to Gods really meant. Now, with new expectations, everyone was extremely excited when they recited the materials. The benefits of taking a class in a yard were revealed at this time. The area was empty, not at all crowded, and there were many trees around to insulate noises. There was quite a distance between the neighboring farms, so they didn’t have to worry about alerting the neighbors.

Zhong Yuyi dismissed them, and they all dispersed. He only said a few words on the first day of class. They shed some tears of sympathy thinking about Ding Lan, who was still running around with his students on the road at this moment.

Seeing Dong Zhi, Gu Meiren lowered her head and tried to pry some information. “Who do you want to invite?”

Dong Zhi said, “Isn’t this close to the Ming Tombs? Maybe the Yin Gods of the Emperors of the Ming Dynasty will be better. We can stagger and invite one for each person. There are only nine of us and thirteen emperors, so it should be enough.”

When Liu Si heard what he said, he laughed. “Do you think it’s like dividing an apple between everyone? The imperial mausoleum is guarded by the Six Ding and Six Jia Gods*, which are even more difficult to invite than an ordinary Yin God. As teacher Zhong said just now, some Yin Gods have disappeared or reincarnated, so it may not be possible to invite them.”

*They are the gods in charge of the heavenly stems and earthly branches. The six gods of Ding: Ding Mao, Ding Si, Ding Wei, Ding You, Ding Hai, and Ding Chou. The six gods of Jia: Jiazi, Jiaxu, Jiashen, Jiawu, Jiachen, and Jiayin. They are equivalent to Liu Ding, the goddess of Yin and Liujia, the God of Yang.

Chi Banxia was worried. “Then who should I invite?”

Everyone scratched their heads as they researched while talking and laughing with each other, and so they passed the day like this.

Early the next morning, they got up to wash and eat, and sat in the yard waiting for class to start. Zhong Yuyi was still slow and looked indifferent, but what he said yesterday was enough to make everyone take it seriously.

“There are two ways to invite a god. One way is to invite the spirit, and the other is possession. To invite the spirit is to invite the Yin God, but it’s not considered a possession. Many Yin Gods must possess the person because they lack spiritual energy. This possession is generally used for asking questions. If you can invite a righteous god with sufficient spiritual energy, they can even assist you in battle.”

The key to inviting a god was first based your bazi, the second was sincerity, and the third was luck.

Thus, only those with a heavily Yin bazi had the physique to invite gods. In other words, just like a vase, how much water and how many flowers it could hold would depend on its height and size.

Sincerity of your heart determined whether you would be able to communicate with the Yin God. If you were insecure, you could not only annoy the Yin God but also encounter backlash. As the saying goes, it’s easier to pray to gods than to please them.

As for luck, it was all circumstantial. For example, if the Yin God was too far away from where you were trying to invite him, or he couldn’t hear the prayers of the invitee, then it was very likely that the invitation would fail. According to Zhong Yuyi, this situation was very common. His mother is from an oracle family, and he had watched her invite gods since he was a child. Under normal circumstances, it could be a lonely soul or a wild ghost that appears. The chance of being able to invite the right god was very low, and he himself was no exception.

To prove his statement, Zhong Yuyi brought out an incense table and laid an incense burner on top, dressed in a long robe and magua*, preparing to demonstrate how an invitation to god works for everyone.

*Style of jacket worn by males during the Qing Dynasty. It’s waist length with five-disc button on the front and slightly short with wide sleeves.

“I will only make three attempts today at inviting the right gods. After three tries, regardless of success or failure, you’ll be on your own. I have already taught you the prayers and hand gestures needed. Wait for me to demonstrate so you’ll know how to follow.”

Everyone nodded and did not dare speak, for fear of disturbing him.

“First, the Great Guansheng Emperor.”

The mighty Guansheng Emperor, that was, Guan Yu, was a “martial sage” who had been canonized through the ages and was well-known. Not only was he regarded as the god of wealth in some places, but he was even enshrined in police stations in Hong Kong to ward off evil spirits.

Zhong Yuyi inserted a lighted incense into the incense burner, then sealed his hands and closed his eyes to recite a prayer in silence. Time passed minute by minute. Dong Zhi didn’t know whether he was hallucinating or because of his excessive concentration, but he felt as if the surrounding air seemed to solidify a little, blowing a little wind that was slightly chilly despite the summer heat.

Dong Zhi noticed that Gu Meiren couldn’t help shrinking her neck. It seems that he was not alone.

Suddenly, the three incense sticks were cut off in the middle, as if they had been pinched off by an invisible hand. Someone couldn’t hold their breath any longer and let out a light exhale.

Zhong Yuyi opened his eyes. “It failed.”

Everyone was disappointed.

“Will you continue?” Chi Banxia said.

Zhong Yuyi: “Continue. For the second attempt, I’ll try to invite King Wumu.”

Everyone was also familiar with this one. Yue Wumu, also known as Yue Fei*, was posthumously named the King of Hubei after his death, so some places will call him Prince Yue, Lord Yue, and the likes.

*Chinese military general during the Southern Song Dynasty. He was put to death due to his warlike stance. He was granted the posthumous name Wumu and later granted the title King of È. Widely seen as a patriot and national folk hero in China, since his death, Yue Fei has evolved into a paragon of loyalty in Chinese culture.

Unfortunately, similar to the first time, it failed again.

Zhong Yuyi frowned and sighed. “If it’s not possible to invite the spirit, then I can only turn to possession.”

While everyone didn’t say anything, they inevitably began to secretly doubt Zhong Yuyi’s abilities. Only Dong Zhi had seen him when he was possessed by Zhang Fei. His voice and appearance had changed completely, and even Long Shen called him Huanhou.

Dong Zhi kept his eyes on Zhong Yuyi as he burned the incense, closed his eyes, prayed respectfully, and started reciting the mantra. His movements were exactly the same as the previous two times. After a while, his body suddenly shook slightly before he slowly opened his eyes and began to cry without saying a word.

Everyone was dumbfounded. Some people started to realize that Zhong Yuyi might have succeeded this time. After all, it’s a spirit of possession, so it won’t be as noble or mighty as a true God, so they couldn’t help but wonder what kind of character he invited. All it did was cry and snivel without saying a word, so was it some kind of lonely ghost?

“May I please ask who you are?” Gu Meiren asked.

Zhong Yuyi wiped away his tears and could barely answer her. “I wish I could go out as soon as possible when I remember Yingtai*, but I never expected it would be a hundred years before I’m free! How painful! How painful!”

*Built in the Ming Dynasty, it is the summer refuge and residence of emperors and concubines. It’s named Yingtai because it faces water on all sides and is lined with pavilions, like an immortal island in the sea.

His voice had changed, sounding much younger and brighter than the original Zhong Yuyi, but it had a deep melancholy.

Is this a Yin God who loves to drag texts*?!

*(拽文) Dialect that refers to showing off your eloquence, pretending to be gentle.

Everyone looked at each other, unable to laugh or cry.

Xie Qingning: “Who the hell are you? Can you tell us your name?”

Zhong Yuyi, or rather, the Yin God that possessed his body cried even more severely when he heard those words. “Look! What kind of world is this that now I’m not even recognized anymore. My life is so bitter! Bitter! Bitter!”

The howling and crying lingered in everyone’s ears until it sounded like the squawking of hundreds of birds.

Liu Si couldn’t bear it and yelled, “Don’t cry!”

The crying stopped abruptly, and Zhong Yuyi stared at him with wide eyes while putting on a pitiful look. A thought suddenly flashed by Dong Zhi, causing him to blurt out, “Are you Emperor Guangxu*?”

*Ninth emperor of the Qing Dynasty who ruled from 1875-1908 but in practice was only up to 1898 as he was superseded by Empress Dowager Cixi who launched a coup and put him under house arrest until his death.

Zhong Yuyi’s crying, which had just stopped, suddenly resurfaced.

“Wow!!!”

Everyone: …

Before, Dong Zhi had said he wanted to invite a Ming Dynasty emperor from the Ming Mausoleum, thinking he would get good results. However, rather than a Ming Dynasty Emperor, they had invited an Emperor from the Qing Dynasty.

Seeing that Zhong Yuyi was about to burst into tears again, they thought about asking something quickly. Although the sound wasn’t magic, the endless crying noise was piercing and also extremely disturbing.

What could they ask?

Everyone racked their brains, and for a while, no one could think of anything.

Xie Qingning suddenly said, “Is Concubine Zhen beautiful?”

Dong Zhi felt that this girl was a bit mysterious. He still didn’t know what abilities she had, but during their simulation training, even Chi Banxia, who had followed Li Ying, was “killed”, but Xie Qingning managed to “survive” in the end. This meant she had good ability, but she was usually very low-key. She would hang around Ou-Yang Yin and Zhou Yue often, so she wasn’t familiar with others.

The question she asked was something that an ordinary girl would ask, causing Chi Banxia and Gu Meiren to show curiosity as well.

Who knew that Zhong Yuyi, or rather, technically the Yin God that had possessed him, when he heard this, cried even louder. He sobbed and said, through tears, “In my heart, her face is like a full moon. Her voice is like a warbler’s cry. She is the best-looking woman in the world… If it weren’t for me, she wouldn’t have fallen into that situation. I have hurt her!”

Suspecting he would cry again and was going to blind Zhong Yuyi’s eyes. Dong Zhi hurriedly said, “Don’t cry, we won’t ask about her anymore. We’ll ask about something else!”

Zhong Yuyi sniffed and finally stopped crying for a moment as he looked up at him. From his eyes, they could recognize that it’s not the real Zhong Yuyi, because in them contained such sadness and sorrow, as if he never had a good day. It was indeed depressing given the latter half of this person’s life history.

Dong Zhi scratched his head but couldn’t think of anything to ask, so he casually said, “That… Well… what do you think of the Treaty of Maguan*?”

*Also known as the Treaty of Shimonoseki, was a treaty between the Empire of Japan and Qing China that ended the First Sino-Japanese War.

Everyone: …

It’s over. This subject is a landmine!

They wanted to cover up Dong Zhi’s mouth, but it was too late. Zhong Yuyi’s eyes quickly filled with tears, and they began to flood in an instant.

“I have reigned for 34 years. Although I am not as good as the Holy Patriarch, I have recovered Xinjiang and established the province of Taiwan. The world could be said to be prosperous. If it weren’t, if it weren’t… later, I was taken advantage of by traitors… How could this have ended so bleakly…”

When it came to anything sad, he kept crying, and it was useless to try to comfort him. Liu Si couldn’t take it any longer and yelled, “Shut up! Cry again and we’ll send you away!”

The crying stopped for a second, as Zhong Yuyi suddenly raised his head. His eyes were flushed, and his expression was horrified. Everyone was fed up. They just wanted to get this emperor to leave Zhong Yuyi’s body as soon as possible. The other party quickly recovered and started to look around. He touched Zhong Yuyi’s hands and feet, feeling refreshed.

“I didn’t expect that I could return to my body and experience the taste of being a human again after spending years as a wisp of divine thought that’s been floating around for a long time.” He showed a look of nostalgia and novelty as he analyzed Dong Zhi’s clothes. “What year is this now? Are you all shamans invited by the emperor today? Why are you dressed so strangely?”

Zhou Yue sneered, “How can there be an emperor in this day and age? You’ve been a ghost for hundreds of years. Do you even know the changes in the world?”

Zhong Yuyi said angrily, “I am not a ghost! I am just a remnant of his soul!”

“Well, you are not a ghost!” Dong Zhi comforted. “Being possessed by the Yin God for a long time will have an impact on the original body. Can you please leave for the time being so that the person you possess can take a break?”

Zhong Yuyi tilted his head and thought for a while before shaking his head. “I’m not leaving. I can finally feel the earth again. I can look at the sun and smell the flowers. After so long, no one has ever invited me, so I want to experience the taste of being human again!”

Unexpectedly, a Yin God could also be a cheat. Everyone couldn’t help but get a headache.

Liu Si’s face sank. “What if we force you to leave?”

Zhong Yuyi measured him for a moment, then smiled slyly, “Then I will possess you. Your willow tree1 is a good container for my yin to possess.”

Everyone was taken aback and couldn’t help but look at Liu Si. His surname was Liu1, and his weapon was a whip made of a willow branch. Though his appearance was feminine looking, no one had thought much about it2.

1Liu (柳) in Liu Si translates to the willow tree.
2Clarity: This is a bit confusing as it’s not explained clearly, but it’ll be in a bit.

Unexpectedly, he didn’t expect to be pitted against a Yin God. Liu Si’s face became gloomy as he sneered, “If you won’t leave, then I’ll just make you leave!”

As soon as he stopped speaking, he directly whipped Zhong Yuyi.

Zhong Yuyi smiled as he quickly avoided the attack. “If I don’t leave on my own volition, no one can drive me away, and this body will only suffer more!”

Suddenly, Dong Zhi shouted, “The Empress Dowager* is coming!”

*Title given to the mother or widow of an emperor.

Zhong Yuyi was shocked and looked around, and Liu Si took the chance to slap him on the back. With a scream, Zhong Yuyi fell forward*.

*Clarity: If you read the Wiki or footnote, the reason why he’s wary when Dong Zhi announces this is because it was Empress Dowager Cixi who committed a coup against him and placed him under house arrest, where he eventually died due to arsenic poisoning.

“Who…hit…me?”

His voice was feeble, and since he cried too much, it was also hoarse, but fortunately everyone could hear Zhong Yuyi’s original voice. They all rushed over to help him up.

Dong Zhi: “Lao Zhong, are you okay?!”

Zhong Yuyi touched his eyes. “Motherfucker. Why did I cry so much! My eyes are completely swollen!”

Dong Zhi laughed. “The Yin God who was attached to you just now refused to leave, but Liu Si whipped him away.”

Zhong Yuyi waved his hand. “Don’t bother so much next time. This kind of Yin God has been floating for hundreds of years and is very weak. He can’t stay inside the body of a living person for long and will eventually be ejected whether he wants to or not.”

Gu Meiren couldn’t laugh or cry. “But this kind of Yin God you just invited is useless. If you are fighting, it’s impossible to have time to set up incense and recite spells. After all the hard work you put in to inviting the Yin God, the cucumber would be long cold!”

Zhong Yuyi: “Wrong. The role of incense is to express your sincerity in inviting the Yin God. It can be done without the use of incense sticks and burners. If you can invite a righteous God like Guan Yu or King Yue, their power is so great that they can even decide victory or defeat.”

Dong Zhi: “Is this equivalent to performing a big move in a game? It takes a long time to trigger and requires a lot of effort, but once it’s made, it’ll be nearly invincible?”

Zhong Yu nodded a little. He had just been tossed back and forth and didn’t have the strength to give another lecture, so he went back to rest. With such a fuss, everyone’s interest in inviting Gods had become stronger, and they were all eager to try.

Liu Si was the first to step up. Since his original form was a willow tree*, it was easier to attract yin, so everyone had no objection. He tried twice and succeeded both times in inviting the spirit, but not possession.

*Clarity: Liu Si’s original form is a willow tree, thus his weapon of choice and name.

The problem, though, was that he invited the same Yin God twice, and this Yin God had a bad temper. The first time he was okay. However, the second time he was invited back, he became furious. Without saying a word, he stretched out his hand and pointed to a stone table in the yard, causing it to explode. Once done, he patted his ass and left.

After returning to normal, Liu Si’s face was paler than Zhong Yuyi’s. He had to be helped to a stone stool and said, with a wry smile, “I’ll have to pay for that stone table.”

Dong Zhi said, humorously, “The leaders should expect something like this to happen. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have set up the class to be here. If we were to encounter someone with a worse temper, they could possibly even blow up this entire yard.”

Xie Qingning asked curiously, “Who was that Yin God just now? Why was he so irritable?”

Liu Si gasped, “It seems to be a woman, but I’m not sure. When I invited the gods, my mind couldn’t stay sober like usual, and I was in a state of semi-consciousness.”

Everyone listened and felt perplexed as they couldn’t imagine what kind of state this was.

The next Gu Meiren, Xie Qingning, and Zhou Yue tried and all failed, one by one. This was to be expected, as even Zhong Yuyi himself failed twice in his three attempts.

Ou-Yang Yin muttered in a low voice. “If I knew this was the case, it would be better to go to the burial site with Ding Lao and the others. It would’ve been much more exciting!”

Some people thought so as well, but it was hard to tell.

When it was Dong Zhi’s turn, he asked for incense and began to relax as he recited the prayers silently. Halfway through the prayer, he felt his body fluttering lightly, as if he no longer felt like he was standing and couldn’t stop himself from floating upwards.

Then he heard a chuckle in his ear. “Would you like to see thousands of miles?”

Dong Zhi was in a daze. Before he could comprehend what was going on, his body seemed to be pulled hard. There was chaos in front of him and he couldn’t see clearly, but his ears were buzzing, as if he could hear countless clouds and the sound of wind as he passed them by. His eyes seemed to be glazed over like a pool of ice water, making him feel cool and comfortable.

“If you want to see anyone, you can achieve it just by thinking about it.” The strange voice said again.

Dong Zhi felt incomprehensible, and the scene in front of him gradually became clear, as if the clouds were plucked away, clearing the sky to give vision to the moon. He couldn’t help but make a soft cry.

In front of him stood a huge conference hall full of people. Dong Zhi couldn’t hear a sound, but he saw someone talking. He recognized the speaker at once. It was Long Shen.

Long Shen’s speech only lasted a few words, which reflected his usual concise and succinct style. Everyone at the meeting had serious expressions, and they seemed to be discussing an important matter.

Dong Zhi glanced over and saw Zong Lao, Director Jiang, Wu Bingtian, Song Zhicun, and others. He didn’t know what kind of existence he was. The angle that he was looking at them was also very strange. It was like watching them through a camera.

Is this reality or a dream?

He wanted to “walk” over and look at the manuscript in front of Long Shen. Suddenly, Long Shen seemed to be aware and glanced up. The cold and sharp eyes startled Dong Zhi. His mind moved, and the scene in front of him changed, twisting suddenly.

Water rippled, and suddenly everything was blue.

This is… the sea?

He dove into the sea and soon found that the creatures in the water were different and there was no sand at the bottom. It seems like he was in a pool or lake.

Originally, he wanted to look at Long Shen a little bit longer, but suddenly came here. The waves from the water were dizzying as he desperately resisted from the bottom of his heart, but the angle of his view kept slowly moving forward.

Eventually, it reached statues that contained different shapes and poses. It was difficult to imagine there could be so many statues underwater, that he wasn’t sure if this was something left behind from a shipwreck or possibly even an island sinking into the ocean.

Dong Zhi was filled with doubts as he slowly approached. The clothes on the statues floated slowly in the water, and there were small fish swimming around. If it weren’t for the gloomy atmosphere, it would’ve made quite an exotic landscape. Even the eyes in those statues were so lifelike…

Wrong!

It wasn’t a statue at all but a living person!

He stepped back abruptly, and his eyes suddenly darkened again.

Had he returned to his body?

Dong Zhi opened his eyes hard and tried to look forward but found that it was pitch black and he couldn’t see anything. After a long time, a candle finally appeared in front of him. The candlestick was slender and reached towards the ground and had a simple yet elegant design.

Who would use this kind of lightning method now?

Then he saw two people. One was facing him and the other had his back towards him. The middle-aged man that was facing him was wearing a kimono and was talking to the person opposite of him. The other person was covered with a black cloak from head to toe, and he couldn’t tell whether it was a man or woman.

Dong Zhi approached involuntarily.

The middle-aged man has a typical Japanese appearance, with a mustache and deep nasolabial folds. It looked inexplicably familiar, but he couldn’t recall it at this moment. He wanted to see the person covered by the cloak first.

The two of them should be talking as the middle-aged man’s mouth kept opening and closing. He looked at them for a while but couldn’t tell what the two were talking about. Judging by the way his lips moved, he should be speaking in Japanese.

He slowly approached the cloaked figure. As the other party was dressed like this, it made him more curious and impulsive, wanting to see what the said figure looked like. When he got closer, he saw that the cloak was hooded, and the hood was so wide that it covered almost the entire head. His gaze came into the line of sight of the other party when suddenly… At that moment, a change occurred.

The cloak swelled up, as if a violent wind was blowing from the inside, and white colors swept out of the cloak and rushed towards him! As fast as lightning, he vaguely recognized the palm seemed to belong to a skeleton.

Dong Zhi’s heart tugged, as if someone was holding him down, pulling him hard! It suddenly became dark everywhere.

“Wake up! Wake up!”

There was a lot of noise in his ears, and the sounds came like a tide, as if he had returned from a world of silence. Even though the volume wasn’t loud, it was enough to bang his eardrums.

Dong Zhi slowly opened his eyes. The faces of Gu Meiren and Liu Si immediately came into view.

“How are you?”

“Are you okay?”

Dong Zhi shook his head vigorously and found that he was sitting on the ground. He wanted to stand up, but he was weak and was sweating profusely. Liu Si and the others helped him up and assisted him to a chair.

Zhong Yuyi was also called over by Xie Qingning. Everyone looked at him with concern. Zhong Yuyi checked his pulse, and his expression became solemn. “What did you invite just now?”

Dong Zhi panted and couldn’t speak. Upon seeing this, Zhong Yu immediately dismissed the class. He asked everyone to bring Dong Zhi in to rest and asked someone to cook ginger sugar water for him to drink.

“It’s okay. You just consumed too much energy and physical strength.”

After drinking a glass of ginger sugar water, from his throat to his stomach suddenly became hot. Zhong Yuyi asked the owner to give him a bowl of noodles and handed it over to Dong Zhi. He was trembling from hunger, so he ate the bowl of noodles clean, not leaving even the slightest bit of sauce left, and slowly regained his strength.

“I don’t know what happened. At that time, I did just like how you did it and offered incense and recited a prayer. Then I heard someone talking to me in my ear.”

Zhong Yuyi: “What did it say?”

“It said… The tone is very weird. It seems to say, ‘would you like to see thousands of miles?’” Dong Zhi thought hard and finally recalled about 70-80% of what he witnessed. “I couldn’t hear anything. It was as if I was watching a movie with no sound. It was very chaotic. I saw Boss Long in a meeting, then for a while I was submerged in water…”

Before he could finish speaking, Zhong Yuyi said, “Gao Ming! You actually invited him!”

Dong Zhi asked blankly, “Who is that?”

Zhong Yuyi: “Legend has it that during the Northern Song Dynasty, there were two monsters that caused the chaos in Taohua Mountain. Later, they were accepted by the imperial concubine as two generals. Their names were Gao Mingand Gao Jue2.”

1Fitictious character in the novel Investiture of the Gods of the Ming Dynasty. He is known for being clairvoyant. He, along with his brother Gao Jue, are peach spirits and willow ghosts on Qipan Mountain. Gao Ming is known for his eyes that can see every action.
2Fictitious character in the novel Investiture of the Gods of the Ming Dynasty. He is known for being omniscient. He, along with his brother Gao Ming, are peach spirits and willow ghosts on Qipan Mountain. Gao Jue is known to have ears that can hear everything.

Dong Zhi blurted out, “Qian Liyan1 and Shufeng’Er2?!”

1Eyes that can see things thousands of miles away/Clairvoyance (千里眼) Also what Gao Ming is referred to.
2Ears that can hear the sound that comes with the wind/Omniscience (
顺风耳) Also what Gao Jue is referred to.

Zhong Yu nodded.

Dong Zhi almost grinned from ear to ear. He actually invited Qian Liyan?!

Zhong Yuyi: “They are enshrined and worshipped as righteous gods, but they are generally difficult to meet. It should be a coincidence.”

He smiled and said, “But it’s also very powerful. It shows that they like you.”

As soon as he attempted, he managed to invite a righteous god. Dong Zhi was about to fall to the ground from admiring himself too much.

“Then, am I considered qualified?”

Zhong Yuyi patted him on the shoulder. “You’ve passed the test. You should rest and get some sleep.”


The author has something to say:

Unexpectedly, Guangxu was invited? Are you surprised?

When Empress Dowager came, everyone should know the reason why. Guangxu is notoriously afraid of Cixi, so he was scared away as soon as Dong Zhi called for her~


Kinky Thoughts:

Gao Ming/Qian Liyan & Gao Jue/Shufeng’Er

They are fictitious character in the novel Investiture of the Gods of the Ming Dynasty.

Gao Ming is known for his clairvoyancy. It is said that he has eyes that can see every action for thousands of miles.

Gao Jue is known for his omniscience. It is said that he has ears that could hear every sound that comes with the wind.

Several legends exist about their origins. One tells that they were originally golden essence that were transformed by water essence. The second, tells that they were brothers, Gao Ming and Gao Jue, who severed as generals for King Zhou and died in battle. They eventually became the peach spirt and willow ghost that haunted Taohua Mountain until they were subdued by Mo Niang. After suppression, they vow to follow Taoism and help the world together.  

There are other iterations of this their origins, but they all fall within the same lines of being brothers that possess their unique traits of clairvoyance and omniscience.


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Bu Tian Gang Ch47

Author: 梦溪石 / Meng Xi Shi

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 47

Dong Zhi was still immersed in the story just now, and it was not until Long Shen patted him on the shoulder that he recovered.

“Then later, did the two tomb owners above also become demons?”

Long Shen said, “No, their souls have been absorbed by the bottom tomb, so we only need to deal with the bottom corpse.”

Dong Zhi was puzzled. “But the King of Chu hated the adultery between his concubine and the tomb’s owner. Why would he design such a tomb so the owner could absorb such demonic energy and have a chance to become a demon? Wouldn’t this only help him?”

Long Shen shook his head. “You are thinking from the perspective of modern people. In ancient times, they paid careful attention to allowing the dead to rest peacefully so that their descendants could be at ease. This method allows the dead to continue to be restless and thus is the ultimate form of torture for a person.”

Dong Zhi involuntarily shivered.

The conversation stopped as it would be too out of place to talk about corpses and demons during a meal. Dong Zhi wanted to talk more about romantic topics, such as what was Boss Long’s type, and whether he would dislike being pursued by others, but Long Shen rarely answers questions relating to himself. On the other hand, he was always open to talking about his work experience.

Dong Zhi took the menu and ordered dishes for the table, then ordered two bottles of baiju, which he personally poured Long Shen a glass.

“Boss Long, although it was He Yu who brought me to the door, without your guidance, I would never have made such great progress. Last time at the hospital, if it weren’t for the Qingzhu Sword, we wouldn’t have been able to solve Hui Yiguang’s matter so smoothly.”

Long Shen said, “You have thanked me many times.”

Dong Zhi was embarrassed. “But I don’t think it’s enough. I’ll drink this full cup, but you can feel free to do as you like.” He raised his head and drank the glass in one go.

As the alcohol entered his throat, redness quickly spread from his neck to his face. His skin was so easily irritable that it produced a physiological response as soon as he took a sip.

Long Shen was also dignified as he picked up his glass and drank it in one go as well. When finished, Dong Zhi poured him another cup.

“For this cup, thank you for your advice and guidance. My foundation is very poor, but you have never turned me away for it.”

He drank it again, making Long Shen happy, seeing his motivation.

“And last time in Yangcheng…”

Seeing that Dong Zhi’s face was getting too red, Long Shen pressed his hand and raised his glass, drinking the alcohol in his cup.

“No need to pour more.”

Dong Zhi stopped obediently and introduced the dishes to him.

“I have been to this restaurant before. Their crispy pork is a must. It’s fat but not greasy, so it’s really good.”

Long Shen didn’t have much desire for food in general. Seeing as how Dong Zhi highly recommended it, he took his chopsticks and said, “Are you getting used to training?”

Dong Zhi smiled and said, “It’s going well. I have made a lot of new friends. Long Shen, what do you usually do when you don’t have work?”

The atmosphere had loosened up after three rounds of drinking. Without anyone else around, he unconsciously didn’t use honorifics, but it seems as if Long Shen wasn’t displeased by it.

“Nothing. I just go home.”

Dong Zhi thought the answer was strange, so he inquired further, “What do you do at home?”

Long Shen: “Play games.”

Dong Zhi: “…What game?”

Long Shen: “<The Great Wasteland>, the one He Yu plays.”

Dong Zhi: …

He couldn’t connect with the man in front of him as someone who plays games. He then thought of the noble and glamorous Deputy Director Long marrying someone or using a female character to call someone else’s ‘husband’ in the game and felt a bit guilty.

Dong Zhi: “I also play this game. Which district are you in?”

After the exams, the resumes of all candidates were placed on the desks of all the leaders of the Special Administration Bureau. Long Shen naturally knew that Dong Zhi had served as the art director for <The Great Wasteland>. “Same as He Yu’s. I just occasionally go online to play.”

“I’m in that area too. Let me show you around!” After his absurd fantasy, he became very excited.

Long Shen took out his phone, opened the game, and logged into his account. Dong Zhi stared wide-eyed involuntarily.

The first-ranked player on their server turns out to be Long Shen?!

Even He Yu was just a rookie and had to hug this “big brother’s” thighs, and forget about Kan Chaosheng, yet Long Shen was hiding such a big thing.

Dong Zhi: “It turns out you are ‘Shen Jian’. How rude of me*!”

*Clarity: He’s saying (失敬失敬) which is an expression of courtesy by apologizing to someone and blaming yourself for being rude.

Long Shen shook his head and said, “My account has been stolen before, so I bought this one. I only play occasionally in my spare time.”

Bluntly put, when it came to Long Shen’s abilities and status, not bothering to mention whether he lacked skills or not, there must be endless things he had to do every day. It was a rare luxury to be able to play games occasionally, but as soon as he did, he managed to buy the most powerful account on the server. It seems that he did have quite a competitive spirit.

Dong Zhi discovered that he had unknowingly discovered many aspects of Long Shen that had already subverted the indifferent and cold stereotypical image he had at the beginning.

Dong Zhi laughed. “I only play on my account leisurely, so I’ll have to ask Boss Long to take care of me. If someone bullies me in game, I’ll ask you to help me out!”

Long Shen nodded.

When the dishes were eaten, Dong Zhi called the waiter over to pay.

“There’s a park nearby. Let’s go for a walk to dispel the alcohol?” Dong Zhi suggested trying to take advantage of the situation.

Long Shen saw that Dong Zhi’s face was flushed and his eyes narrowed, as if he was drunk, so he let out a sigh.

Dong Zhi’s smile widened as his eyes got narrower. He wasn’t really drunk. It was just that his skin was easily irritable, so any small amount of alcohol would make it seem as if he had drunk too much. On the other hand, seeing as how Long Shen drank three full glasses and his face did not change color in the slightest or even his eyes narrowed, he couldn’t help but ask, “Are you alright? Do you want me to help you?”

Say yes!

Long Shen said, “No, I don’t get drunk no matter how much I drink.”

He got up and walked out, with footsteps that were much steadier than Dong Zhi’s.

Dong Zhi: …

It seems that the trick of getting drunk and talking nonsense will not work. Oh, what a waste of two bottles of baiju!

The two left the restaurant and walked in the direction of the park. The night breeze came slowly as the summer heat gradually dissipated, bringing the faint breath of the evening. The sky was blue, as if it was reflecting a lake filled with lotus leaves, making a very refreshing sight.

Dong Zhi: “Have you been to the West Lake in Hangzhou?”

Long Shen thought for a while and nodded. He had been to many places in China, but usually it was for business, so he never seemed to have stopped specifically to enjoy the sights.

“There’s a Hangzhou restaurant on the side that makes fresh osmanthus lotus root noodles every year. As you eat them, you can smell the fragrance of the lotus roots, so it’s very enjoyable!” Dong Zhi smiled, and his eyes curved. It was as if he had returned to the West Lake. “I’ll take you there to eat next time. You can also invite Kan Chaosheng. I’m sure he’ll like it too!”

Long Shen discovered that the young man in front of him has a soft temperament, loves to eat and drink, and loves to play around. Such qualities aren’t suitable for the Special Administration Bureau and dealing with dangerous demons and monsters. He thought what a most unsuitable path Dong Zhi had chosen.

“Have you ever thought about doing something else?”

When he saw Dong Zhi turning his head and giving him a puzzled look, he added, “If you don’t enter the Special Administration Bureau.”

Dong Zhi said cautiously, “Is it possible that I’m not performing well enough, so I’ve been eliminated?”

Long Shen shook his head. “Just asking.”

Dong Zhi breathed a sigh of relief. “I was originally from an art background. Even if I don’t enter the Special Administration Bureau, I won’t starve. If I’m eliminated this year, it’s not a big deal. I’ll take the exam again next year. Don’t worry.”

Long Shen was quiet for a moment before he asked, “Have you ever felt that you’re not suitable for this job?”

Dong Zhi was confused. “Why?”

You should enjoy your life to the fullest. Eat what you want while you bask under the sun by the West Lake and fall in love with a girl, just like an ordinary person.

But Long Shen kept this to himself. The other party has his own thoughts, and they didn’t need to be swayed.

Dong Zhi thought that Long Shen felt that he was a halfway monk* and lacked abilities, so he smiled and said, “You lent me the sword. Don’t you think I have enough potential? You say that it’s dangerous, but you can choke to death from drinking water, or maybe even be killed by a car while walking down the street. If you have the ability to protect others, it’s better than being protected by others when encountering difficulties. Besides, I like He Yu, Kan Chaosheng, Zhong Yuyi, and you, so I’ll try my best, because that’s what I want to do.”

*(半路出家) Metaphor referring to changing careers to engage in work that you’re not trained for.

Long Shen nodded and didn’t stay on this topic. “Last time you asked me to help you find a good donation channel. I have asked someone to find a few, and they’re all reliable. I’ll send them to you later, and you can choose one yourself.”

Even if they just talked about boring subjects, as long as they ate or went on a walk together alone, it could be considered a date. Thinking of it like this made Dong Zhi very satisfied. He smiled brightly and was about to say something when he heard a voice calling, “Boss Long!”

Liu Qingbo ran over, surprised and delighted.

“You are here too!”

Long Shen: “What’s up?”

Liu Qingbo said, “The air here is good, so I come here every evening to practice my tona. What a coincidence meeting you here. Are you going to dinner?”

Since he didn’t live inside the Special Administration Bureau, naturally he wouldn’t have an access card to go to the rooftop to train.

Dong Zhi smiled. “We have just finished eating.”

Liu Qingbo also smiled but directed it at Long Shen. “That’s good then. Can you spare some time for some guidance?”

Long Shen nodded, and Liu Qingbo was overjoyed. “This way, please!”

Dong Zhi looked at Liu Qingbo’s back and wanted to kick his ass.

As if he felt something, Liu Qingbo turned his head and smiled. “Junior Brother Dong, since you’re not a swordsman, there’s no need to delay your time. You can go on ahead and work on your own practice!”

Dong Zhi grinned back as he said, “No, it’s fine. Boss Long has just lent me a new sword, so I have to practice hard. I want to observe and learn from Senior Brother Liu.”

Liu Qingbo didn’t hold back. “Don’t you have the Qingzhu Sword?”

Dong Zhi: “The Qingzhu Sword has been returned to its original owner. Boss Long has lent me another, the Changshou Sword.”

Liu Qingbo thought to himself that he could easily dump his opponent 18 blocks down in swordsmanship, but he had not touched a single sword from Boss Long. He regretted showing the hidden swords in his house too early. Now that Long Shen knew he had a famous sword on hand, naturally he wouldn’t lend him another sword. On the contrary, he gave it to this kid!

But he would never admit that he was jealous, and his heart was so vexed that he wanted to snatch the Changshou Sword from Dong Zhi’s mouth. He could only smile since Long Shen was still present. “Then congratulations, Junior Brother Dong. We should have a good exchange next time!”

Dong Zhi smiled back. “Senior Brother Liu has been training in swordsmanship since he was a child. I’ll surely not be able to beat you. Didn’t I already admit defeat today when you invited me to a duel on the rooftop?”

While Long Shen wasn’t paying attention, Liu Qingbo glared at him fiercely. ‘You villain who talks about others behind their back!’

Dong Zhi glared back at him with a bright smile. ‘This is called a face-to-face complaint!’

Long Shen didn’t notice the small movements between the two of them. He turned his back to look at the lotus leaves. After waiting for a while, he didn’t hear anything from Liu Qingbo, so he turned around and frowned. “Didn’t you say you wanted some guidance?”

Liu Qingbo smiled dryly. “Seeing you enjoying the scenery, I didn’t dare disturb you just now.”

Long Shen said, “I can distinguish between good and bad just by listening to the sound. You can go at any time.”

If others had said this, Liu Qingbo would sneer and laugh at them for not knowing the immensity of heaven and earth*, but he himself comes from a swordsmanship family. His grandfather once told him that there are people in the world who can play chess blindly, so naturally there would be people who can distinguish swords by their sound.”

*(不知天高地厚) Refers to having an exaggerated opinion of one’s abilities.

Seeing him say this, Liu Qingbo had to put the “enemy” aside for the time being and concentrate on winning the favor of his future master. He still had a few tricks up his sleeve.

Since Dong Zhi didn’t know much about swordsmanship, he couldn’t say anything and could only remain as an outsider watching the excitement. So far, he had seen two people use swords. One was Long Shen and the other was Ba Sang. Needless to say, the former was an expert among experts. In his hands, the sword was no longer a weapon but an embodiment of a living thing. As Long Shen said, the mind is interlinked with the sword. This is the highest level of swordsmanship, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people. Ba Sang had used his sword and danced brilliantly, but in the end, it didn’t have the charm of actual swordsmanship.

Compared with these two people, Liu Qingbo has another style.

Jab, lunge, sweep, slash, and feint, his swordsmanship combined all the skills of a swordsman, but there was no craftmanship to them. He looked light and agile, and only the rustling sound made from the wind from his sword sweeping from time to time revealed its murderous aura.

Dong Zhi was keenly aware that a layer of white mist had formed around Liu Qingbo’s body along with the sword.

Is this the sword’s qi?

After his performance, Liu Qingbo was sweating profusely. With a smile on his face, he was about to ask Long Shen for comments, but found that he was surrounded by a group of uncles and aunties, all of whom looked at him with great interest. Seeing him stop his sword movements, they all clapped their hands.

Liu Qingbo blushed.

An auntie stepped forward and said, “Young man, you performed very well. Next month, we’re hosting a Mid-Autumn Festival art show. There’ll be square dancing. How about you come and sword dance in front of us?”

Dong Zhi couldn’t help but laugh.

Liu Qingbo’s face turned dark. “No!”

The auntie didn’t give up. “A TV station will also be there to do interviews. When the time comes, I’ll ask them to give you a close-up shot. You can stand in the front and be in the limelight!”

Liu Qingbo’s face almost distorted. “I-no, I don’t to!”

Seeing that he couldn’t be persuaded, the uncles and aunties slowly dispersed. Dong Zhi couldn’t stand it any longer and squatted down, covering his stomach with his arms, as his shoulders shook uncontrollably from laughter.

Liu Qingbo tried his best to ignore him, looked at Long Shen, and said expectantly, “Boss Long, what do you think?”

Long Shen didn’t smile. He only nodded and said, “You have just formed your sword qi. If you cross this threshold, you can be considered a master of swordsmanship.”

Liu Qingbo was overjoyed. His father had said the same. He was so happy at the time that he even took him to worship their ancestors, saying that the Liu family had finally produced a genius. However, after seeing Long Shen use his sword, Liu Qingbo’s joy was actually more about his dedication to worshiping him as a teacher.

Long Shen said, “The next step depends on personal comprehension. I have nothing more to teach you.”

Liu Qingbo was dumbfounded. He didn’t expect that him doing too well had now become an obstacle.

Dong Zhi wanted to laugh again.

Liu Qingbo ignored him and hurriedly said, “Boss Long, don’t be modest. My father said that your swordsmanship is the best in the world. If I can get your guidance, it’ll be better than three years of hard training on my own!”

Long Shen frowned slightly. “I’m not lying. Your family background is enough for you to become the best in swordsmanship. In fact, it’s all the same whether I’m the best or not. If there’s anything you lack, it would only come down to your own experience and heart.”

Liu Qingbo struck while the iron was hot. “You’re right. I just don’t have enough experience and I still need discipline, which is why I must be taught by a strict teacher. My father often says that I am too rebellious, arrogant, and not humble enough. If I can have a master by my side that can give some guidance from time to time, I will not be led astray.”

These days, you only had to blacken yourself in order to look appealing for an apprenticeship. Witnessing this was an eye-opener for Dong Zhi. He smiled and said, “Senior Brother Liu is too humble. As the saying goes, capable talents have capital and pride. This just shows that you are already too good!

You’re so powerful, why do you need to be taught by a master. Just go and train by yourself.

Liu Qingbo motion his eyes, ‘Shut the fuck up.’

Dong Zhi returned his look with a harmless smile. ‘I won’t.’

Long Shen didn’t care about their exchanges and was silent before saying, “It’s getting late. Let’s head back.”

Liu Qingbo smiled hurriedly and said, “Let me take you back.”

Dong Zhi said, “Boss Long drove here.”

Liu Qingbo: “That’s great, then Boss Long, please give me a ride!”

Dong Zhi: …Don’t you have any shame?

Long Shen made no objection, which made Liu Qingbo return a smug look to Dong Zhi. Their first “date” died in the middle with the intrusion of a “lightbulb” halfway through. Still, Dong Zhi wasn’t depressed. He happily went back with the Changshou Sword, took a shower, and then sat cross-legged on the sofa while looking at the sword carefully.

The hilt of the sword seemed to be made of shark skin but was later wrapped up. It had turned white over the years but was still smooth and felt good to touch. If he compared it with the Qingzhu Sword, the Qingzhu Sword was lighter and its body slenderer. The Changshou Sword was just about three feet long, which made it slightly heavier, but not impossible to lift. If he practiced drawing calligraphy with weighted stones on his wrists every day, it shouldn’t be difficult.

The most contrasting thing about this sword is that the body felt dark and a bit frosty to the touch. He didn’t know what material it was made from. There are two characters engraved on the sword’s body an inch away from the hilt. He looked at it for a while before recognizing that it was the engraving of “Changshou”.

He flicked the sword’s body with his finger and heard a loud humming sound coming from it. It sounded similar to that of music chimes, but the sound made by the sword was much heavier.

His nails bounced on the sword body. With a clank, a long buzzing sound sounded. He had heard the music of chimes before, but now the sound of playing the sword had the weight of a chime.

Keep a righteous heart*, with sincerity and virtue. This should be the meaning of the sword’s name, right?

*[Changshou zhengxin] (长守正心) The sword’s name is part of this line, which translates to keeping a righteous heart (integrity).

Dong Zhi looked at it for a while longer before hanging it on the wall solemnly.

A few days later, Long Shen’s course came to an end and was replaced by two elective courses. Candidates could choose between the course. invitation to Gods or go visit a burial ground.

The invitation to Gods was taught by Zhong Yuyi. He specifically stated that this course required people with yin characteristics to be able to attend, while the other class was led by a man named Ding Lan. It was said that he was the deputy leader of Group Three and was also a person with deep qualifications in the Special Administration Bureau.

The location of the burial ground was in a foreign province. A new tomb had just been excavated and something strange has happened. The archaeological team reported to the higher ups, and the matter was transferred to the Special Administration Bureau. Deputy Director Song Zhicun suggested letting the rookies go there for some hands-on experience. With Ding Lan leading the team, there shouldn’t be any major problems.

Dong Zhi was very curious about this, of course, but his bazi was heavily yin, so he was very suitable for Zhong Yuyi’s class. Besides, he had seen Zhong Yuyi invite the Huanhou, Zhang Fei, with his very own eyes in Long Shen’s office that day, so he was quite interested. After weighing the two options, he finally chose invitation to Gods with Gu Meiren, Chi Banxia, and Liu Si.

Unsurprisingly, Liu Qingbo, Zhang Song, Li Ying, Ba Sang, and the others followed Ding Lan.

The course for invitation to Gods was held on the outskirts of Beijing in a farmhouse near the Ming Tombs. While the rooftop of the Special Administration Bureau is quiet and won’t be disturbed by others, due to the space being expanded by magic and being enclosed in an enchantment, it wasn’t easy to invite spirits, so it wasn’t a suitable place to hold this course. The classroom had to be temporarily moved to here.

The farmhouse was opened by a family member of an employee from the Special Administration Bureau. The owner specially cleared the venue for a week and gave their employees a leave of absence so that they could attend class here, so they wouldn’t scare innocent passersby if they unknowingly invited something.

The yard of the farmhouse was large and was surrounded by pear trees. When the flowering season came, it would become a tourist attraction. It was said that it was quite popular, but now wasn’t the time. Everyone sat on wooden stools in the yard near trees to get their shade, so they didn’t feel too hot.

Zhong Yuyi still had his sleepwalking expression. With a single request, it shocked everyone.

“This course lasts for half a month. For your first day, you need to search online for a historical celebrity you’re interested in, then memorize their information. Even if you can’t memorize them, you must at least remember their birth date and year of death, place of origin, and any major life events.”

Everyone had faintly guessed that this strange request might be related to the course on the next day.

Chi Banxia raised her hand. “Excuse me, teacher, is this related to inviting spirits?”

Zhong Yuyi said slowly, “Yes, tomorrow I will teach you how to invite Yin Gods*. The difficulty of this technique is quite high. Only by reciting the materials well can you express sincerity to the spirit. After inviting them in, it’s also conducive to communication.”

*(阴神) Part of the five different kinds of Gods (Yin Gods, Yang Gods, Soul Gods, Jade Gods, Holy Spirit). In Confucian culture, Yin Gods are evil gods and ghosts that are enshrined and enslaved.

His speed of speech is about twice as slow as an ordinary person, making him sound a bit weird. Everyone showed uncomfortable expressions except for Dong Zhi, who was used to it. If anything, he would find it strange if Zhong Yuyi spoke at a normal speed.

Ou-Yang Yin also asked, “But what if the Yin god we want to invite has already disappeared?”

Zhong Yuyi: “If you can’t invite the Yin God, there are generally two situations. One is that you lack the ability, and the other is that its spiritual energy is too weak, or, as you said, the soul is gone. This can only be known through practice.”

Everyone probably understood what he meant. Originally, they thought the course would be boring. At the very least, it wouldn’t be as interesting as going to a burial site, but now it sounds like tomorrow’s class would be quite exciting and everyone was looking forward to it.

Dong Zhi raised his hand. “Teacher Zhong, I have a question.”

In front of everyone, he gave Zhong Yuyi a lot of face, and didn’t call him Old Zhong, but obediently called him Teacher Zhong.

Zhong Yuyi: “Speak.”

The act was quite good.

Dong Zhi inwardly laughed as he asked seriously, “If you invite God, can you only invite a domestic one? Can you invite one from, say, a foreign country instead? What if we invite a late president of the United States? Do we have to communicate in English?”

Everyone couldn’t help laughing, but they all wanted to know the answer.


Kinky Thoughts:

Poor Dong Zhi.

Dong Zhi: I’m trying to get along with you so I can chase you! Here are some interesting topics we can have a conversation about.

Long Shen: All this kid talks about is food and drinks and having fun. Not suitable at all for exorcism!


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Bu Tian Gang Ch46

Author: 梦溪石 / Meng Xi Shi

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 46

Liu Qingbo was furious.

“How can you act like this? Do you still want to be Boss Long’s apprentice? If you lose before the war, do you dare say that you’re inferior to me in front of Boss Long?!”

His sentence was three points of anger and seven points of provocation.

Dong Zhi said with a smile, “I think Boss Long accepts apprentices not only based on abilities but also on character. As long as you’re realistic and are kind and humble, even if your ability is slightly insufficient, you’ll always make progress in the future. Only such an apprentice is worthy of teaching, am I right?”

Seeing that his opponent refused to make a move, Liu Qingbo gave him a fierce look and did not bring up his duel with Li Ying. Rather, he turned around and left, angrily.

Dong Zhi shrugged.

Ba Sang said, “I have long disliked him. He acts crazy all day long. Don’t mind him!”

Others didn’t speak out as bluntly as Ba Sang since they dared not talk about Liu Qingbo.

Li Ying patted Dong Zhi on the shoulder and continued his big brother persona, “Don’t take his words to heart.”

Gu Meiren said worriedly, “Isn’t his family background deep? Will he wear small shoes* for you?”

*(穿小鞋) Metaphor referring to secretly attacking or making things difficult for others (AKA A tough nut to crack).

Li Ying said, “No matter what his relationship with his family is, they can’t get involved in the recruitment of the Special Administration Bureau. Don’t worry.”

Hearing what he said, Gu Meiren and Ba Sang breathed a sigh of relief and said, “Alright then.”

Dong Zhi wasn’t worried. He had disagreed with Li Ying’s father during the interview at that time, but he still passed, so it could be seen that the Special Administration Bureau was still relatively fair and just. Besides, Liu Qingbo was the first to provoke the matter, and he didn’t bite the bait, so he didn’t do anything that would warrant trouble.

As soon as Liu Qingbo left, there was one less person who could raise their nose and eyes vertically*. The atmosphere became more relaxed. Seeing that there was no longer any excitement, Zhang Song went to find Xiang Yongnian to train with him.

*(横挑鼻子竖挑眼) Metaphor meaning picky in every possible way. A nitpicker who finds faults in a petty manner.

Gu Meiren said, “Boss Long was really powerful just now. I even learned that such a legendary immortal swordsman truly exists in the world!”

Whether they be men or women, who didn’t dream of martial arts. Gu Meiren made a leisurely and fascinating appearance, but there were also traces of regret.

“It’s a pity that I already have a master since elementary school. Otherwise, I would definitely worship Boss Long as my master!”

Ba Sang was in high spirits. “Dong Zhi, don’t you also use swords? Can you use yujian*?”

*(御剑) Ability to control swords through magic such as using them to fly or moving them to fight with just your mind ect. || There’s no English equivalent that I can think of, so I’ll keep it in pinyin.

Dong Zhi smiled bitterly. “Are you kidding me? I don’t even know the basics of how to use a sword. This Qingzhu Sword is used as a talisman aid!”

He touched the body of the sword and thought how truly wasted this Qingzhu Sword was in his hands. He couldn’t even use 10% of its power compared to Boss Long.

Ba Sang said, “Can I borrow your Qingzhu Sword?”

“Of course you can.” Dong Zhi handed the sword over.

Ba Sang drew out his sword, weighed it in his hand, and then danced in front of them. They were stunned by his elegant maneuvers, as his sword dance was like a tiger in the wind. When he finished, they all, including Dong Zhi, applauded.

“So you can use a sword too!”

Ba Sang returned the sword to Dong Zhi and said embarrassedly, “When I was a child, I practiced swordsmanship with my master. This is a sword technique. Don’t you see what I did just now wasn’t like using a sword at all? A sword is mainly used to slash, stab, and chop. Weapons are different and their usage varies. That is to say, while you laymen watch it with excitement, the experts would laugh to death seeing this.”

Dong Zhi said thoughtfully, “How did you do it the same as Boss long and lift the sword like it barely weighs anything? Honestly, this sword is already quite light, but I still get sore after holding it for a long time. The last time we fought those demons during Hui Yiguang’s incident, I almost dropped it several times.”

Ba Sang: “Practice your strength. You don’t have enough strength. Here, reach out.”

Dong Zhi was perplexed but did as he said and stretched out his hand. Suddenly, the other party grabbed and twisted it, causing him to scream in pain.

“You’re so soft like a girl. You need to build some muscles in your arms and wrists.” Ba Sang patted his arms to show off his hard muscles. “I’ve been practicing since I was a child. I carried large buckets of water for three hours and ran with them back and forth for several miles!”

Dong Zhi asked worriedly, “Where can I find buckets of water in the Special Administration Bureau?”

Ba Sang said, “Just take something and hold it flat. Don’t bend your arms and keep practicing like this every day!”

Dong Zhi nodded and wrote it down.

The next day was Long Shen’s class again. Everyone came to the rooftop entrance earlier than yesterday. When Long Shen arrived, everyone looked at him even more intensely than yesterday. Long Shen had shown them the highest level of swordsmanship and left them not only dazzled through his breathtaking demonstrations, but also a yearning for the pursuit of the strong.

Those who could pass five levels and cut six generals* were not ordinary people. Everyone had their own insights and expertise. Ba Sang was inspired by this and planned to apply it to his own sword technique, while Dong Zhi saw a gap so wide like the boundless sky between him and Long Shen.

*(过五关斩六将) Metaphor for being brave and determined to overcome difficulties. From Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

“I won’t demonstrate anymore today. You can practice on your own. If you have any questions, you can ask them.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Qingbo stepped forward to ask for advice. Everyone secretly chastised themselves for being too slow.

Dong Zhi did not stay in place to listen to their conversation. This wasn’t because of any prejudices he had against Liu Qingbo, but because he knew that his current understanding of swordsmanship wasn’t deep enough. It’s taboo to run before you learn how to walk. Instead of rushing to the next level, it was better to begin with the fundamentals.

When Liu Qingbo finished, several other people came forward to ask questions. After waiting for a long time, Dong Zhi finally had his chance to tell Long Shen his questions and difficulties.

Long Shen agreed with him. “If you want to learn swordsmanship, you must first familiarize yourself with its basic movements so that you can make rapid attacks and react quickly in order to take the lead against your enemies.”

He took the Qingzhu Sword and turned his wrist.

“This is the sword flower technique*. If the speed is fast enough, it can keep the enemy from approaching for a while.”

*Sword technique where you spin the sword with your wrist. See this YouTube video for a demonstration.

After speaking, Long Shen started to turn his wrists several times in a row causing the sword to gleam like a light as if it was a flower* blooming. As soon as he stopped, the sea of flowers disappeared, and the myriad of changes closed in his palm. Long Shen pierced the sword flatly at a willow leaf hanging in front of him.

*Named after the White-Fleshed Pitahaya flower (also known as the Sword Flower).

“This is a lunge. Practice your wrist strength and eyesight.”

He raised his wrist slightly, holding the tip of the sword facing up.

“This is a feint.”

The sword’s body swept forward flatly, and the branches broke in response.

“This is a sweep.”

Long Shen put the sword back in its sheath and handed it back to him.

“The movements of using the sword are very simple. As long as you practice these movements to the extreme, no ordinary person will be a match for you. You don’t have to rush to learn swordsmanship now. Just learn these basic moves first.”

Dong Zhi recalled his movements just now and thoughtfully said, “How ingenious. It’s so simple.”

Long Shen nodded approvingly. “Swordsmanship is extracted from basic movements and combined with actual combat experience. It can be regarded as a collection of essence, but you haven’t learned it yet.”

Dong Zhi’s questions weren’t long. After quickly answering them, Long Shen moved on to help others. Dong Zhi stayed behind and recalled Long Shen’s words just now as he tried to imitate his movements. He stabbed the sword over and over again, recovered, then repeated his stabbing motion.

At first, he couldn’t hold on for even ten minutes, and he had to take a break after a while. Eventually, the practice time increased and the rest time became shorter. His wrists and arms seemed to become more accustomed to this kind of force. At first, when he stabbed using the sword, he couldn’t last long at all, but gradually, in addition to improvements in his accuracy, the hand holding the sword was much more stable as well.

Dong Zhi knew that he wasn’t as good as those orthodox practitioners who had studied their techniques since they were children, but he could make up for his shortcomings with diligence. If he continued his practice, he would be rewarded one day. Heaven rewarded the diligent. That was all that needed to be said.

There was no meeting today. Since he had no other arrangements except for giving classes to the potential recruits, it was rare for Long Shen to get off work early.

Though he had a house in the city, it was only him who lived there, so he never went back on ordinary days. Long Shen thought that he would have to clean it up when he returned, so he dispelled that thought and instead went back to the dorms.

When he reached the door to his room, he saw that the door to the opposite room was closed. He paused for a bit before turning around to knock on it.

“Who is it?” A voice inquired from inside.

“Long Shen.”

A bang sounded so loudly that even Long Shen could hear it through the door. After a while, the door opened, showing Dong Zhi limping with a bitter face.

Long Shen frowned. “What’s wrong?”

Dong Zhi revealed a painful smile. “Nothing. Ba Sang said I didn’t have enough strength, so I was practicing my arm strength with two stools and accidently dropped one on my foot.”

He let Long Shen in. “What can I do for you?”

Long Shen saw two round stools made of wood and surmised it was one of those that hit Dong Zhi’s feet.

“I was negligent last time. With your current ability, it’s a bit too advanced to use the Qingzhu Sword. If you use an ordinary peach wood sword, the effect should be the same.”

Dong Zhi asked nervously, “Then you want to take back the sword?”

Long Shen looked at his round cat-like eyes. He originally wanted to say no, but somehow, he had an urge to tease him.

“What if I say yes?”

The hair on Dong Zhi’s head seemed to droop along with his eyes. He didn’t want to beg or cheat, so with a pitiful cry, he turned around and took down the Qingzhu Sword hanging on the wall and obediently handed it to Long Shen.

Besides, the sword was originally lent to him for practice, and Long Shen never said he wanted to give it to him. Now that the rightful owner wants it back, it was only reasonable.

Seeing how Dong Zhi took it so seriously, it was hard for Long Shen to say anything. He took the sword and heard Dong Zhi say, “Boss Long, when I have the strength to be worthy of this sword, can I borrow it again? Er, I mean, as long as you’re not using it, of course.”

Long Shen couldn’t help but laugh.

“Go and wait for me in front of my office. I need to get something first.”

Huh? Dong Zhi was confused, but before he had time to think about it, Long Shen had already left. He climbed the stairs all the way to Long Shen’s office and loitered around for almost 20 minutes before he saw Long Shen coming.

He saw that Long Shen wasn’t holding the Qingzhu Sword any longer but instead two stones the size of a baby’s fist. This only made Dong Zhi more inexplicable.

Long Shen took out his key and opened the door, put the stones on the coffee table, turned around and rummaged in the drawer, taking out two red silk threads.

“Reach out,” he said.

Dong Zhi didn’t ask much, and obediently stretched out his hand. Long Shen wound the silk thread around the stone a few times, then tied it into a knot. He then tied the extra length of the other end to Dong Zhi’s wrist.

The red silk thread wrapped around his fair wrist three times before Long Shen tied it into a loose knot.

“In the future, if you want to practice, stick a piece of paper on the wall and then practice calligraphy upright. This is the ancient ways of practicing calligraphy by hanging weights on your wrist. Don’t tie it to your joints, as it’ll hurt your bones, so go up half an inch. To increase your strength, gradually replace the stone to make it heavier. This in turn will eventually give you a more powerful force when practicing your sword. The characters you draw must be correct with no smudges from trembling.”

Dong Zhi’s eyes shone like stars. This was a great method, and he wouldn’t be hit by a stool when using it. He picked up a pen on the coffee table and immediately gestured in thin air. Although his hands were soon sore, it showed that this kind of practice was indeed useful.

Long Shen got up and untied one of the swords hanging on the wall. “Practice with this from now on.”

Although the scabbard was well maintained, it still had traces left by the years. The few gems inlaid on the scabbard were slightly dim, but its former magnificence could still be vaguely seen.

Dong Zhi still remembered that when he came to Long Shen’s office for the first time, he saw two swords hanging on his wall. At that time, he made up a lot of dog-blooded stories in his mind regarding their history, but never would he have imagined that Long Shen would give him one of them without even blinking an eye.

“The Qingzhu Sword is too valuable, and this one is even more beloved to you. How can I take it?”

Long Shen shook his head and said, “A sword’s purpose is for it to be used, not something to be beloved.”

Dong Zhi blurted out, “Isn’t it from your lover?”

Long Shen frowned. “Who told you that?”

Dong Zhi: ‘…I made it up by myself.’ But he couldn’t say this, so he could only dryly laugh and play dumb.

Long Shen said, “This sword is called Changshou.”

Dong Zhi: ‘Eh, what a strange name!’

It was no wonder Dong Zhi had developed such an imagination. After all, the Qingzhu Sword had hundreds of years of history behind it, but Long Shen had lent it to him so casually. These two that had been hanging in his office must be at least the level of Mo Ye*, but he had never heard of their names before.

*Reminder: Swords made by couple Gan Jiang and Mo Ye. See lore glossary for details.

Long Shen said, “The original scabbard of this sword has been lost. The current scabbard was rebuilt by its owner during the Ming Dynasty. The owner was a wealthy businessman, so the scabbard was extremely gorgeous.”

Dong Zhi suddenly realized why the sword, which looked so simple, didn’t fit with the scabbard. The difference in their styles was quite incompatible.

Wait!

He asked tremblingly, “If the scabbard came from the Ming Dynasty, how old is this sword?”

Long Shen: “Fortunately, it’s just from the Sui Dynasty*.”

*Clarity: The Sui Dynasty is from 581-618. The Ming Dynasty is from 1368-1644. This novel takes place in 2017, so it would make this sword at least 1,400 years old.

What do you mean just?!

It’s from the Sui Dynasty?!

Are you a local tyrant? Most definitely a local tyrant!

Dong Zhi suddenly felt that he was holding a hot soldering iron in his hand.

He gulped for a moment. “Has this sword been insured?”

If he lost it, he couldn’t afford to pay it back.

Long Shen said lightly, “It doesn’t matter. A sword is a murder weapon. If someone tries to steal it, the thief will not meet a good end.”

The male god was a local tyrant. Dong Zhi felt he was under great pressure. How could he chase someone that could easily throw out a sword from the Sui Dynasty so casually?!

Is this the real reason why Long Shen never had a lover?

It was very likely that a person who stood on the top of a high mountain and overlooked all sentient beings would not even spare a glance at ordinary humans who were still climbing said mountain.

Dong Zhi guessed that Long Shen would probably only appreciate the value of someone like Bill Gates*. Thinking of this, Dong Zhi imagined a scene of Long Shen and Bill Gates falling in love and suddenly felt guilty.

*Co-founder of Microsoft and one of the richest people in the world.

No matter how powerful Long Shen is, he couldn’t guess what was going on in the head of the person that was sitting opposite him right now.

“This sword is slightly heavier than the Qingzhu Sword, but if you continue to practice your wrist strength, there should be no problem.”

Dong Zhi nodded, then immediately thought of something and said, “Boss Long, can I take this sword out? Will it be damaged if I encounter a powerful monster on the level of an Archfiend?”

Long Shen originally wanted to say that this sword was given to him, so it was his own business if it broke, but when he saw that the other party thought of it as something borrowed instead of given, he estimated that Dong Zhi would categorically refuse to accept it, so he said. “No, this sword has been blessed with incantations, so it’ll be more helpful than the Qingzhu Sword.”

For a sword from the Sui Dynasty, it was estimated to be more than 1,400 years old. During this period, he didn’t know how many hands it had passed through and how many heroes had wielded it. Being able to be passed down all the way until now, its previous owners were most definitely not ordinary people. It was said that the more blood soaked the sword, the more ferocious it was. In this way, this sword must be more precious than the Qingzhu Sword.

Having thought that, first he was given the Qingzhu Sword, and now the Changshou Sword. Liu Qingbo didn’t even get scraps, let alone this, so did this mean that the male god had some bias in his heart?

“Thank you. I will try my best to live up to it.” He held the sword with a pure and sincere expression. “Last time I said that I wanted to invite you to dinner. You just happened to be free today. I found a nice private restaurant. Would you like to try it?”

He Yu and Kang Chaosheng had both gone on a business trip, and Zhong Yuyi wasn’t here, so there was no “lightbulbs” around. This was the perfect opportunity that he needed to seize. Sure enough, Long Shen had no reason to refuse. He hesitated for a bit before nodding.

Dong Zhi struck while the iron was still hot. “Then let’s go. There’s no traffic on the road now.”

Strictly speaking, this should be the first time the two of them have gone out for an engagement alone. With a smile on his face and a happy heart, Dong Zhi decided to take advantage of this meal to improve his favorability. It does seem more feasible to get closer when alcohol can loosen them up.

Despite inviting Long Shen, he felt embarrassed as Long Shen was the one who had to drive. But what could he do? He was still a “drifter*” in the capital. Let alone a house, he didn’t even have a car.

*[Beipiao] (北漂) Refers to non-locals or foreigners who work and live in Beijing.

The car moved forward, and the scenery flew past them outside the windows as Long Shen drove steadily.

“Boss Long, when did you come to the capital?”

Long Shen thought seriously for a while, then shook his head. “I forgot. It’s been so many years ago.”

How many years is many years? Dong Zhi recalled that he asked him where he was from last time, the other party’s response was also vague. There didn’t seem to be any intentional concealment, as if he really couldn’t remember.

Dong Zhi: “When you first arrived at the Special Administration Bureau, what was it like?”

Long Shen: “It wasn’t called the Special Administration Bureau before. It was just an office under the jurisdiction of the Public Security Bureau. At that time, there were only a few people, just two or three. Zong Long, who you met last time, was the head of the department then. Later, it became a sub-branch of the National Security Bureau. It’s only in recent years that it has separated and become its own department.”

Dong Zhi thought this was odd. “How many years ago? Zong Lao looks very young!”

“In the early days after the founding of the People’s Republic of China,” Long Shen said.

“Isn’t it impossible to be refined from essence after the founding of the People’s Republic of China?”

Long Shen turned his head to look at him. “Who told you such rules?”

Dong Zhi smiled. “It’s a joke that’s circulating online, which can’t be regarded as true. Of course it can’t be true!”

He thought that Zong Lao would be in her 60’s at this time, but if her roots traced back to the early days of the founding of the People’s Republic of China, then just how old was Zong Lao?

Could it be that she’s not a human? This would make the most sense. The Special Administration Bureau had Kan Chaosheng, so it wasn’t unusual for there to be others like him.

He couldn’t help but cast his gaze in the rearview mirror to look at Long Shen, who was driving intently. If he didn’t speak, Long Shen would rarely take the initiative to make conversation.

The atmosphere was a bit stuffy, but even so, even if Long Shen didn’t speak at all for an entire day, Dong Zhi would still feel happy that he could share such a moment alone with him. Metaphorically put, it was like facing your favorite rose. Even if the rose couldn’t speak, just by looking at it every day, it could still motivate one’s heart. What was more, this was the most unique rose in the world in his opinion.

“Since you have been in the Special Administration Bureau for so many years, you have probably encountered something particularly weird or dangerous. Can you tell me any stories?” He smiled as he asked.

Long Shen was a person who didn’t like to speak nonsense. He wouldn’t mince words and would just directly state them without any superfluity. Even when he was teaching, he didn’t act like Director Jiang, who would ramble incessantly.

Dong Zhi had never seen him chatting with others. Outside of work, it looked like he was always alone, seemingly having no friends or no forms of entertainment, but it didn’t seem like he resented communication. At least he never showed any impatience when he was speaking.

This was a very good start, and a good start is half the success.

Long Shen remained quiet for a while, as if he was thinking about the past. Then he said, “One year, a batch of artifacts were unearthed in Hubei, which brought out a stacked tomb of three.”

Dong Zhi interrupted embarrassedly, “What do you mean stacked tombs?”

“Some places are regarded as having good fengshui, so they will be repeatedly surveyed as burial sites. Future generations may not know that there were already tombs there in place, so they built another tomb on the same site, thus creating the stacked tombs.”

Dong Zhi became intrigued.

“At that time, the tomb at the top was a feudal king in the Ming Dynasty, and in the middle was an eunuch in the Tang Dynasty. The tomb at the bottom can be traced back to the early Spring and Autumn period*. At that time, the area was in real estate development. If the Ming tomb was found at the construction site and reported to the archaeological department, construction would have to be shut down. The developer didn’t want to delay profits, so they hid the matter, but accidents kept happening on the site.”

*Corresponds to roughly the first half of the Eastern Zhou period 770 to 476 BCE.

Long Shen wasn’t really a suitable storyteller. The ups and downs and eeriness of the story told by him came across as too flat and straightforward. It was too concise, but it still sent chills down Dong Zhi’s spine.

“What happened after?”

“Eventually, something from the crane fell and killed a person on the spot. The developer turned the incident into a small matter and suppressed it. After a few days, a shelf collapsed, killing around six workers. The matter couldn’t be concealed any longer. The person who put up the shelf insisted that he didn’t cut corners, but it was inexplicable how the shelf had collapsed. The worker who drove the crane also said that he had watched the hook slowly straighten with his very own eyes.”

Dong Zhi took a deep breath. “And then?”

“Later, this matter was handed over to us. We went to investigate with the archaeological team and discovered that there was an Eastern Zhou tomb below, and the owner of that tomb was sentenced to death for adultery with the King of Chu’s concubine. The King of Chu hated him so much that he ordered people to bury him there so that he would live there forever and never surpass him. After years of resentment, the tomb became a hostile place, nourishing on blood and bones, creating a perfect environment for evil spirits. If we had been one step too late, the demonic energy of the coffin would’ve leaked out and the spirits would’ve taken shape. Don’t bother mentioning the construction site, but even nearby residential areas may not have been able to escape.”

Dong Zhi thought it was strange. “But didn’t you say that the place was regarded as having good fengshui?”

Long Shen said, “There are no absolutes in the world. Misfortune is dependent on blessing, and blessings are dependent on misfortune.”

Dong Zhi replied, “Everything is relative. An auspicious place can be transformed into an unfortunate place, and likewise, the reverse is true.”

Long Shen nodded. “The <Book of Burial>* states the energy of life disperses as the wind rises, and halts as the water becomes restricted. The ancients gathered the wind so as not to let it disperse, so water could continue to flow. Henceforth, this is known as fengshui. Fengshui flows endlessly and never stagnates. However, the tomb of Chu used eight black nails to crucify the eight compass points of vitality, cursing the tomb. Based on outward appearance, the site remains a good place for fengshui. However, once the deceased are buried, not only will they be unable to bless their descendants, but they will also never rest in everlasting peace and their souls will be bound to the tomb.”

*Book proposing the theory of fengshui.

Dong Zhi asked thoughtfully, “Did the King of Chu also have the purpose of deceiving latecomers by doing this? The two people in the Tang Dynasty and Ming Dynasty thought it was a fengshui treasure but never suspected it was a cursed place.”

A look of approval appeared in Long Shen’s eyes. “Yes, according to our speculation, the King of Chu probably had this purpose at the time. The entire cemetery was designed to have a wide top and a narrow bottom, similar to a funnel, so that vitality could be continuously transmitted. The two tombs above served as nourishment for the bottom tomb to continue endlessly circulating resentment that eventually transforms into demons.”

While talking, they arrived at their destination.


Kinky Thoughts:

Dong Zhi has such an active imagination.


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Bu Tian Gang Ch45

Author: 梦溪石 / Meng Xi Shi

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 45

When everyone entered the classroom, they all paused at the same time. They raised their heads and observed their surroundings suspiciously, and some even took out a compass to measure their position. After finding that there were no problems, they walked in cautiously while looking at each other with bitter smiles.

This was the reaction from the aftermath of their previous lesson.

Ba Sang still had a lingering shadow and would reflexively touch his throat from time to time. The experience of slitting his own throat was so heavy that it left a deep scar on him.

“How are you?” Dong Zhi patted him on the shoulder.

Ba Sang turned his head and said with a bitter face. “I slept for an entire day yesterday and had countless nightmares of being pierced by a dagger. Every time I wake up, I will be sweating profusely.”

Dong Zhi smiled bitterly. “I dreamt of being surrounded by zombies and they overwhelmed me. It made me freak out.”

Li Ying, who passed by them, overheard their conversations. He laughed. “It’ll be fine in a few days. Those are just conditioned reflexes!”

He lowered his voice after speaking. “Some people must’ve dreamt that they were trapped in the electrician’s room and couldn’t get out.”

He was referring to Liu Qingbo. Last time Boss Wu commented on everyone’s performance, he singled out Liu Qingbo, who hid in the electrician’s room for the whole night. Hearing the ridicule in his tone, Dong Zhi and Ba Sang’s hearts lightened.

Coincidentally, Liu Qingbo just happened to pass by and those words reached his ears. His face instantly became ugly. Even Ba Sang and Dong Zhi hadn’t had time to withdraw their smirks when they were caught by him.

It’s a mule or a horse*! Why don’t you put yourself to the test rather than put on hot air!” Liu Qingbo said angrily.

*The full idiom is It’s a mule or a horse to go for a walk (是骡子是马拉出来遛遛). It describes a person who doesn’t want to say something nice and has little ability to do things, so he can’t distinguish whether it’s good or bad (AKA Put your money where your mouth is. If you are capable at your job, then start doing it and show people your ability.)

During the simulation training, Liu Qingbo ignored Li Ying’s advice and left on his own, causing Li Ying to be quite dissatisfied. As a result of his action, he was heavily criticized by Wu Bingtian for abandoning his teammates, which only further infuriated him.

Hearing Liu Qingbo’s quip, Li Ying responded back, “I’m neither a donkey nor a horse, and I can choose whether to walk or not walk*.”

*Clarity: He’s referring to the latter half of the full idiom. This response is basically saying he’s capable and has nothing to prove.

Others may be jealous of Liu Qingbo’s background, but Li Ying had nothing to fear from him.

Liu Qingbo immediately pulled out his Feijing Sword from his back while Li Ying pinched a talisman with one hand. Their movements were equally fast. As young people, they were easily prone to anger, and as practitioners, they were even more arrogant. With their backgrounds, Li Ying and Liu Qingbo would have a smooth path. Even if Long Shen and Wu Bingtian wanted to take action against them, they would have a lot of trouble. Therefore, they were both fearless among their peers.

No one expected that a few words would end with rattling swords, and everyone rushed to ease the situation.

Dong Zhi spoke up, “Sorry, we shouldn’t have laughed just now, but Li Ying didn’t mean to be malicious. Class is about to start. Being seen by the leaders may affect your score. Let’s just drop this!”

Chi Banxia also chimed in, “Yes, we’ll all see each other regularly in the future, so why bother being so stiff!”

Everyone else also gathered around to persuade them, blocking the middle to avoid them from really taking action, as it would be difficult to clean up the mess.

After being persuaded by this, the two of them calmed down. Suddenly, Zhang Song came in from outside. When he saw this scene, he laughed and said, “You two want to duel? Fine by me. I’ll be your witness!”

He glanced at the people around Li Ying and then smiled casually. “Li Ying, are you helping others? I didn’t expect you to still be so helpful!”

The atmosphere that had been slightly relaxed became tense again in an instant. Where there were people, there were rivers and lakes, and where there were rivers and lakes, there were leagues and sects. Birds of a feather flock together. After the written exam and interview, Dong Zhi found that people from famous families and those with backgrounds would naturally converge, while those who were alone and had no standing, like Dong Zhi and Ba Sang, would get closer as well.

The interaction with Li Ying was purely accidental. After the interview, many people left the capital, either returning home or going off to have fun. Not many people stayed behind. Li Ying had gathered a few to develop his connections, yet coincidentally they stumbled upon Hui Yiguang’s situation. Going through that tribulation together had deepened the friendship between them. Though their personalities and origins were different, they usually got along well.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Song was eager to fan the flames, and the look in his eyes felt off. Zhang Song didn’t seem to be aware of it as he kept smiling and urging them, “I heard the next year’s World Exchange Conference will be selecting representatives to participate. Sooner or later, we will have to fight like this, so why not do it?”

Before this, Dong Zhi’s impression of Zhang Song was that he was a young and promising disciple of the Longhu Sect. When he dealt with the Archfiend in Yangcheng, it was Zhang Chong, who was also born on Mount Longhu, who helped him out. Although his skills were mediocre at best, he was easy to get along with and was quite funny. Looking at Zhang Song now, Dong Zhi sighed inwardly, lamenting how the same rice that nourished a hundred kinds of people, even if they were in the same class, could have such varied temperaments.

“What is the World Exchange Conference?” Ba Sang asked quietly.

Dong Zhi whispered, “I don’t know. It could be an exchange between practitioners.”

When Liu Si heard their whispers, he answered, “It’s a world-class spiritual exchange conference. Every two years, various countries and regions will send representatives to participate in it. It includes competition as well as consultation.”

Hearing his explanation, they became even more curious and wanted to ask more questions when Long Shen walked in.

Liu Qingbo and Li Ying weren’t fools. They both knew that this wasn’t the occasion for a fight, so they could only halt their ride on a tiger*. Seeing that the Deputy Director had come in, they dared not continue the confrontation any further and hurriedly stopped.

*(骑虎难下) Idiom referring to difficulties to carry on a task but the situation doesn’t allow it to stop halfway so it becomes a dilemma. || In this case, it’s the opposite, as normally it’s that they cannot halt their ride on a tiger, so it means they did stop halfway before the fight broke out. 

Long Shen glanced at them and said nothing. Liu Qingbo couldn’t speak even if he wanted to explain, so he had to hold back. Everyone hurriedly took their seats, sitting upright for fear of making a bad impression.

“I will teach you in today’s training class,” Long Shen said. “But not here. Go to the top floor.”

Are they finally going to practice?

Everyone has long been afraid of Director Jiang’s long and exhaustive theory class, and they had lingering fears about the simulation training last time. Their hearts were all pounding as they were both anxious and filled with anticipation.

“Long-Boss Long, are we going to fight zombies again? I forgot to bring my compass today. Can you let me go back and get it?” Someone asked cautiously.

Dong Zhi subconsciously touched the Qingzhu Sword he had set on the table.

Long Shen said, “You don’t need to bring a compass. If you have a weapon, you can bring a weapon. It doesn’t matter if you don’t have one.”

He took everyone to the rooftop and swiped his card to open the door. The scene behind the door was very familiar as it was the spot that Dong Zhi practiced his exercises every day. To others who have never seen it before, their expressions and reactions were similar to Dong Zhi’s when he saw it for the first time. Exclamations followed one after another.

It was only later that Dong Zhi learned this kind of enchantment that extended space wasn’t uncommon, but it was rare to have such a large-scale one like the Special Administration Bureau. After all, many large sects are situated between lush mountains and flowing rivers. Only when you’re located in a downtown metropolitan area would the venue not have enough space for you to use this kind of method.

Long Shen stood under a tree and said, “I’ll teach and show you my best abilities, but how much you can learn and remember will depend on your own abilities.”

Hearing what he said, everyone quickly pulled their attention back from the vast and beautiful scenery in front of them.

Long Shen said, “I am good at swordsmanship. However, the sword is the head of a hundred soldiers, while the wielder is the general of the hundred. All objects have a spirit, and this varies very little. Some absorb the essence of the heavens, the sun, and the moon. Over time, wisdom is born, and the spirit takes form. This is the origin of essence. These objects are limited by their spiritual energy or their own creation, so it’s not enough for them to transform into human beings, let alone reach sentiency. However, they still have spirituality in themselves. If this spirituality can be integrated by the user, it can make the user even more powerful. Think of it as icing on the cake.”

Everyone listened intently, even if they didn’t understand what he was saying, as they all took notes to ponder carefully when they returned.

Long Shen said, “What I want to teach you today is to discover the spirituality of the weapons that you use.”

Chi Banxia raised her hand.

Long Shen: “Speak.”

Chi Banxia said, “Excuse me, Boss Long. What if you have no weapons?”

Long Shen said, “A flower, a leaf, a sword, a spear, a halberd, a whip, a flute, poison, witchcraft, and even a talisman; As long as you use them to attack an enemy, they are all considered weapons, but any objects used will have spirituality. Take the gu insects* for example. Poison itself utilizes creatures. I once saw a Miao girl in Miaojiang who was pregnant with two gu kings at the same time. One can cure hundreds of poisons while the other can transverse anywhere in the world. These gu kings are connected with her soul, so as long as she wills it, she can do what she wants without the use of spells.”

*Reminder: This is referring to gu/poison. Often, insects are used to create the poison. Refer to the lore glossary for details of gu.

Chi Banxia was shocked. “When I was a child, I used to hear about this from my grandmother, but at that time I thought she was humoring me. Is there really such a powerful person in the world?”

Long Shen nodded.

Since witchcraft and poison arts were in the same vein, they were interlinked with each other. Chi Banxia was fascinated to hear about this and wanted to know more.

“Boss Long, where is the expert now? Do you know?”

Long Shen said, “I have only met her once and haven’t seen her for many years.”

Although the Special Administration Bureau is an official organization, not everyone loves to be bound. China is vast and full of hidden dragons and tigers, with countless strange people.

Hearing this, Chi Banxia couldn’t help showing a look of disappointment.

Seeing as she had no further questions for the time being, Long Shen continued, “Not only are insects, but other objects can be applied the same way. Humans are the spirits of heaven and earth. Why? Because humans have unparalleled intelligence, that’s beyond the reaches of beasts and can carry more spiritual energy than any other living thing. From another point of view, human beings can be considered objects with spirituality, as there’s no exception. Your elders must have taught you that when using weapons, you must gather your qi first, then visualize it.”

Everyone nodded.

Although Dong Zhi bears the title of a disciple of the Hezao Sect, it’s only in name. He first learned how to draw the Sunlight Talisman from He Yu, then learned the Five Thunder Talisman from master Fang, and then got the Qingzhu Sword from Long Shen, thus his knowledge was one hammer east, one hammer west*. In terms of systematics, it wasn’t as good as a disciple who studied under the Hezao Sect or Longhu Sect since childhood and started from scratch.

*Refers to learning a bit here and there that you’re unfocused, so you end up not learning much at all.

He knew his only advantage was that he was quick to pick up things and had a talent for drawing runes, but if he was satisfied with the status quo, in the long run, let alone compared to people around him, it’s estimated he may not even pass the training exam. Not only did he listen very seriously in today’s lesson, but he also added the knowledge to his mind to seek confirmation.

Long Shen said, “The stronger the ability of the person, the shorter the time it takes to gather qi and visualization. For example, the current headmaster of the Longhu Sect can use talismans without reciting a mantra.”

There were two disciples from the Longhu Sect, including Zhang Song, who were present. When they heard this, they naturally had proud expressions.

“Take the sword as an example. Only the fast could not be broken in the world of martial arts. There are no limits except in your mind and heart.”

After Long Shen said these words, he stretched out his hand towards Dong Zhi. “Give me your sword.”

Dong Zhi hurriedly handed over the Qingzhu Sword with both hands.

Long Shen pulled the sword from its sheath and held it in his hand like a flower. It could be seen that his swordsmanship was extremely skilled. The sword in his hand was like a part of his body, light as if it weighed nothing, flexible, and adaptable. With one hand behind his back, and the other on the sword, he didn’t deliberately stand upright, but his back was straight and beautiful.

Everyone thought he was going to perform some moves with the sword, but in the next moment, they were speechless.

The Qingzhu Sword in Long Shen’s hand suddenly turned into a luminous light and flew into the sky. Long Shen raised his hand and drew it upwards, then drew an arc with it. Following his guidance, the light shot through the air, and seconds later, a stone not far away exploded.

A loud boom could be heard as pieces of the stone flew everywhere. The sword was inserted straight into the ground where the stone was previously laid; more than half of it was buried deeply. Long Shen’s finger moved slightly, and the light suddenly flew towards the crowd.

Everyone felt the sword’s qi as the wind rushed towards their faces! They subconsciously took a few steps back, and some people even involuntarily made a defensive stance.

As soon as Long Shen closed his palms, the light turned back to normal and returned to his hands.

Dong Zhi almost doubted that the Qingzhi Sword he had been using before was fake. It wasn’t just him, but everyone looked at Long Shen with eyes as if they were worshipping a god.

People who know little have only heard of Long Shen’s ruthlessness when slaying demons, but they didn’t know how powerful he really was. Those who didn’t know him well felt that his reputation was well-deserved.

Long Shen’s face was still indifferent, as if he hadn’t shown any incredible skills just now.

“Like I said, all objects can naturally be used freely when they are interlinked with your soul. Do you understand?”

Everyone nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

Among the crowd, Dong Zhi and Liu Qingbo had already seen Long Shen in action. The former had experienced it firsthand on Changbai Mountain, while the latter was rescued by him when he was in danger.

It was just that on Changbai Mountain, the power of the bone dragon was so shocking and Dong Zhi was fighting through life and death helping He Yu set up the array that he didn’t have the time or energy to carefully watch the battle.

Similarly, Liu Qingbo was chased by the Aoyu and almost lost his life, so he didn’t see Long Shen’s heroism. This scene in front of him today made Liu Qingbo more determined to become his apprentice. However, after today, besides Dong Zhi, there may be more competing for that position.

Long Shen asked, “Do you have any questions?”

Liu Si said, “Boss Long, I use a whip. Can you show me a demonstration?”

Long Shen looked at him for a moment, nodded, and stretched out his hand.

Liu Si took out a slender willow branch from his pocket, stretched it out slowly until the length formed a whip, and then respectfully handed it to Long Shen.

Long Shen held the whip and pondered for a moment, as if weighing it in his hand. Everyone held their breath and did not dare to make a sound, for fear of disturbing him. Suddenly, Long Shen slapped the ground with the whip, and the grass suddenly blackened and a crack appeared on the ground about a finger deep.

Immediately afterwards, another whip was made, and it hit the crack just now, but this time, the grass on both sides of the crack seemed to be affected by the power of the whip and quickly withered, spreading up to a meter away until it stopped.

He wasn’t done yet as he whipped again for the third time!

Everyone thought that this time the crack would get deeper, or more of the grassland would be affected, but to their surprise, while the crack was still deep, the withered vegetation on both sides was rejuvenated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even small white flowers bloomed.

The earth around Long Shen’s figure seemed to have rejuvenated and become prosperous. Everyone watched this scene in amazement as Long Shen retracted the whip and handed it back to Liu Si.

“The choice is yours. True power lies not only in destruction, but also in creation and giving.”

Liu Si shook slightly, took the whip, and solemnly said, “I understand. “

Liu Qingbo hurried forward before the others recovered.

“Boss Long, I also want to ask you for guidance.”

He handed the Feijing Sword with both hands, looking at Long Shen eagerly.

Long Shen said, “I have already shown the sword just now, so leave room for others.”

Liu Qingbo was a little unwilling to give up. “But you demonstrated too fast just now, and I didn’t have time to see clearly. Maybe others feel the same!”

Others nodded one after another, wanting to see it again.

Long Shen didn’t pick up the sword but said, “When you visualize, there is one more point. Don’t be distracted. It’s easy to do since you usually practice in a quiet environment, but if you’re in a noisy area or surrounded by danger, if you manage to collapse Mount Tai without changing its color*, you can reach greater heights.”

*The full idiom is Collapse Mount Tai without changing its color, and the elk flourished on the left without blinking (泰山崩于前而色不变,麋鹿兴于左而目不瞬). Refers to being calm and unaffected by the outside world/being calm without panicking in the face of trouble (AKA as cool as a cucumber).

After he finished speaking, he looked at everyone. “All of you, come at me together.”

Everyone looked at each other, but no one moved. Their faces, though, showed eagerness to try.

Long Shen said, “Don’t worry, use your best abilities. There’s no need to hold back.”

Since he said that, everyone no longer had reservations. They stood around Long Shen in a circle, ready to go.

Dong Zhi clenched his Qingzhu Sword in his hand and pinched his other hands with his fingers and began chanting a mantra.

This was a test. Not a test for Long Shen, but Long Shen’s test for them. If they didn’t do their best, it would be considered sloppy and negligent.

Chi Banxia put one hand in her pocket. No one knew what she was touching. She took a step back and reached out her hand. To the eyes of others, it looked as if her hands were empty, but Long Shen seemed aware of it. He stretched out his hand in the air and grabbed at it, then threw it at the stone next to him.

The stone quickly turned black as corroded holes appeared on it one by one.

At this moment, Liu Qingbo yelled and raised his sword to attack Long Shen. The people around only felt the gust of wind from the aftermath of his blade, and they couldn’t help but move far away from him.

Although Liu Qingbo failed to refine his sword into light like Long Shen did, his sword still moved extremely fast. In addition, the Feijing Sword has killed countless people over thousands of years. With the blessings of magic, the murderous aura of the sword surged outward so that it was impossible to hide. Watching the scene from behind, Dong Zhi saw how fearless his opponent was and the vast potential he had. He suddenly understood why Liu Qingbo desperately wanted to become Long Shen’s apprentice.

No matter how powerful his swordsmanship is, it still has the aura of humanly fireworks of the world, while Long Shen’s sword has reached a state of being able to retract and release like a god. Liu Qingbo needs guidance from a master-level figure in order to improve his cultivation one level higher.

However, Dong Zhi had no intention of retreating and being virtuous. Since he had made up his mind, he must work hard in his conviction. He had passed the written exam and interviews, so there was no reason to back down now.

Dark clouds gathered from all sides as the sky above their heads quickly darkened.

Long Shen remained motionless. He stretched out his hand and blocked Liu Qingbo’s offensive as the Feijing Sword paused abruptly in midair. It was as if Liu Qingbo had hit an impenetrable rock as his whole body titled to the side and fell to the ground.

Others followed suit, yet they all failed to even shake Long Shen in the slightest.

Suddenly, a loud bang resounded! The dark clouds rolled endlessly as thunder roared in the clouds, arousing dazzling light. Lightning directly enveloped Long Shen’s entire figure, causing many people to scream.

“Boss Long?!”

“Boss Long!”

Dong Zhi’s heart skipped a beat, but when lightning struck, it was too late to stop it. Everyone could only watch as Long Shen was bathed in the majesty of the sky. Within a five-meter radius around Long Shen, no one dared to approach, including Dong Zhi. The heavenly thunder was so ruthless that one’s life would be in danger if they stood too close.

When the thunder dissipated and the lightning disappeared, Long Shen’s body was no longer there. Only ashes remained as they were blown off by the wind.

Everyone was stunned, and Dong Zhi looked even paler.

“Your reaction is too slow.”

When the familiar voice sounded, they turned their heads abruptly and found that Long Shen was standing behind them, completely unscathed.

What was that?!

They looked at the place where the lightning had struck, seeing the entire area empty as all the grass and leaves were wiped out, leaving only a piece of scorched earth.

Long Shen crossed his arms and said coldly, “If this was the enemy, you would be a cold corpse by now.”

Everyone lowered their heads in shame. In their respective fields of expertise, not to mention outstanding, they were considered rising stars. They were usually praised by their elders, but when they arrived here, they were punched down again and again. First, the simulation training only had half a survival rating, and now, despite so many people attacking Long Shen, they didn’t even make a single scratch. If he was really the enemy, they would have died a hundred times over by now.

Long Shen said, “There’s a problem at Fuxian Lake in Yunnan. A member of group three from the Special Administration Bureau had died there.”

Everyone was taken aback and subconsciously looked up at him.

Long Shen: “The setback that you feel now is to teach you, so you won’t lose your lives in the future. I hope that next time I give you a lesson, I can see your progress. Class is over.”

After speaking, he left.

Today wasn’t so much of a class but rather a blow to their egos. While everyone seemed to have benefited from it, it also made them painfully aware of the huge gap between themselves and the truly top practitioners.

After Long Shen left, Liu Qingbo kept touching the Feijing Sword silently. His eyes were filled with fanaticism. Others were pretty much the same.

At this moment, they heard Zhang Song say, “The previous duel, is it still on?”

Li Ying frowned slightly, feeling that Zhang Song was deliberately provoking him. Everyone who witnessed that confrontation had long forgotten about it, except this guy, who just had to bring it up again.

Zhang Song said, “As you saw just now, many of us are not capable of dealing with Boss Long. We should step up our practice. Outside the gates of Beijing, there are many demons and ghosts that need to be exorcised daily, so we should practice more when we’re free. Don’t you agree, Li Ying?”

Although he knew Zhang Song was provoking him, Li Ying couldn’t really refute what he said: “Why don’t we set a time every week in the future. Let’s discuss in groups, and we’ll go at that time. You can challenge your own opponents, and others will be your witnesses. How about it?”

This is a good idea. There are countless practitioners in the world. It’s inevitable that they’ll meet opponents when they go out in the future. Everyone has their own strengths, so as Zhang Song said, they can improve each other.

Zhang Song smiled and said, “Since the sun is still out, why not have a duel now.”

Li Ying felt that it would be too chaotic currently and was trying to find an excuse to push it off, but Liu Qingbo said, “Yes, but I don’t want to fight Li Ying. I want to learn from Dong Zhi.”

Everyone looked at Dong Zhi.

Dong Zhi said honestly, “Sorry, I’m not proficient in swordsmanship. I can only use talismans. With speed alone, I can’t beat you, so I don’t think this kind of exchange is meaningful.”

Liu Qingbo sneered, “Cut the crap, are you afraid?”

Dong Zhi looked at him innocently. “That’s right.”

Liu Qingbo: …

Ba Sang couldn’t help but laugh out loud.


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Bu Tian Gang Ch44

Author: 梦溪石 / Meng Xi Shi

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 44

Long Shen stopped.

Dong Zhi panted. “Boss Long, I have a question I want to ask!”

Long Shen motioned for him to continue.

Dong Zhi asked, “Are the ordinary people we met in the simulation training real?”

Long Shen: “Naturally they are fake.”

Dong Zhi: “But their reactions were very realistic. How is this done?”

He was extremely curious about this. During the crisis, the ordinary people he met in the mall had different reactions, and they all perfectly mimicked the aspect of human nature. They had children who held grudges because they didn’t understand the situation, as well as middle-aged women who were aware of the current situation. If these are all false, just how powerful is the programming of this system?

Long Shen said, “There are various characters in the database that provide different reactions based on their personalities. The training simulation randomly selects from the database and combines various aspects, like personality, together, so you end up with a wide range of humanlike NPCs. These personalities were in fact extracted from real personalities and reactions.”

Dong Zhi: “So we didn’t actually eat any of the food that I recovered from the supermarket?”

Long Shen nodded. “You only had the feeling of fullness due to the psychological trigger given to you by the illusion. This simulation training combines modern technology with a mix of arrays and enchantments in order to expand space and time infinitely. It’s somewhat similar to the training ground on the rooftop of the Special Administration building, except for the added enemies and passersby.”

How awesome. Before, Dong Zhi had thought that the only way to subdue demons was to attack them with a peach wood sword*. Now it seems that he was too naïve. These days, to fend off demons, you’ll need to keep pace with the times and combine science as well.

*(桃木剑) Taoist sword considered to have the function of warding off evil spirits and attracting fortune. It’s made from peach wood, which is generally believed to have the essence of the five woods, which is why it’s effective at warding off evil.

“Do you think the same as what Boss Wu said? By that I mean, do you have any other suggestions?”

Though exhausted, he felt invigorated by this experience. When he came back from the edge of death, his adrenaline was still fully intact. Just now, the feeling of being up against a hundred zombies was still there, and Dong Zhi still felt the exhilaration in his heart.

The Special Administration Bureau took the initiative to expose their shortcomings in the beginning, not only to give everyone a dose of reality but also to let them learn a painful lesson, as Wu Bingtian said.

Hearing this, Long Shen frowned slightly as he showed a thoughtful expression, which made Dong Zhi’s heartbeat accelerate.

What will he say? Maybe he’ll say that he had bad judgement and couldn’t distinguish between light and heavy, and that he should have rendezvous like Li Ying suggested and find the army. Or perhaps he would say he was still too weak?

Boss Wu was right. If the training hadn’t ended in time, most likely there would be two more on the death list, him and Gu Meiren. As soon as he died, Gu Meiren would not be able to protect the group of ordinary people. Although she could fight against ordinary zombies, she couldn’t deal with the second-level evolution ones.

After pondering for a moment, Long Shen said, “If I were you, I would do the same as what you did.”

Dong Zhi was shocked as he didn’t expect to get such a high evaluation from the mouth of someone as strict as Long Shen.

Long Shen said, “What you need most now is to rest and continue practicing.”

Dong Zhi’s heart rose as he felt a strong sense of accomplishment. It was like he had worked extremely hard on his homework and was acknowledged by the teacher.

“Thank you for your affirmation.”

He wanted to say more, but suddenly everything around him turned dark. Long Shen naturally caught his body as he fell softly forward. Dong Zhi’s complexion was blue and black all over, obviously signs of heavy fatigue and hunger.

When Long Shen was watching his performance in the simulation, although he was not the only one he watched, his performance from the moment he entered the practice world and his ability to persist until the end was quite remarkable. Though he may not be the strongest among the candidates there, he was one of the best performers.

Being able to protect yourself shows that you’re an excellent practitioner. Being able to protect ordinary people and fulfill that duty is their job as a member of the Special Administration Bureau.

Long Shen wanted to call someone to send him back, but after thinking about it, he felt that the weight in his arms wasn’t light. Everyone must be worn out from the excursion just now and probably didn’t have the strength, so he carried Dong Zhi himself and started to walk in the direction of the dormitory.

Dong Zhi was probably completely exhausted as he lay motionless on his back, breathing softly, and there was no indication that he would wake up. When Long Shen reached the door to Dong Zhi’s room, he suddenly encountered a problem. He didn’t know where Dong Zhi had put the key to his room, and with him carrying Dong Zhi on his back, he couldn’t search for it himself.

Long Shen paused, then went to open the door to his dorm room and put Dong Zhi on his bed. He didn’t control his strength well when he let go, but that didn’t rouse Dong Zhi from his sleep at all. Dong Zhi was still sleeping soundly, and even an earthquake probably wouldn’t wake him.

It was broad daylight now. After Long Shen put him down, he went back to the office to continue his work. After a busy morning, at around noon, Long Shen remembered that there was another person in his dorm, and that person hadn’t eaten for an entire day and night. He might be hungry enough that it could wake him, so Deputy Director Long decided to be merciful and ordered takeout and brought it back to his dorm.

When he returned, Dong Zhi was still sleeping. The air conditioner was turned on and the curtains were drawn, not allowing a single trace of light to enter. The bed was large, making it an entirely suitable environment for resting and sleeping.

Long Shen felt as if he had overlooked something. After thinking about it for a long time, he finally recalled it. He had set the a/c to 22 degrees. Dong Zhi was wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt and jeans. He had tossed and turned a bit while sleeping, and his T-shirt had rolled up to reveal his stomach, causing him to curl up slightly on his side.

Perhaps he’s cold?

Long Shen found a blanket and covered him. The warmth from the fluffy blanket made Dong Zhi involuntarily grip it tighter, causing the blanket to wrinkle as he hugged it into a tight ball.

Long Shen put the takeout in the living room and came in again. Seeing this scene, he couldn’t help but frown. He stepped forward to pull the blanket out, then wrapped it around Dong Zhi’s, covering him from his neck down to his feet tightly.

Looking at the “zongzi*” on the bed, Long Shen finally left, feeling satisfied.

*Chinese rice dish made of glutinous rice stuffed with different fillings wrapped in bamboo leaves.

Dong Zhi generally doesn’t dream much when he sleeps. His sleep quality has always been good, but he would sometimes dream of what was on his mind that day. When he was a child, he went swimming every day for a while, but every night that he was lying in bed, he always felt the rippling of water, and sometimes he would even dream that he was struggling in it.

Now he felt that feeling again. In his dream, there were zombies coming in all directions. He raised his head to look around and found that he was on his own. The Qingzhu Sword in his hand was so heavy that he couldn’t lift it up, but without it, he couldn’t vanquish the zombies. Suddenly, he was rushed up and hugged by the zombies, overwhelming him like a stacking arhat*. Despite his desperate struggle, Dong Zhi couldn’t get free. He sweat profusely until he abruptly opened his eyes!

*Gymnastic formation using only human bodies without instruments.

He blinked, then blinked again. He was covered in sweat and his hands and feet seemed to be bound. Looking around, he couldn’t help but laugh. It turned out that he was wrapped in a blanket like a silkworm cocoon, so it’s no wonder why he had that dream.

He twisted his body vigorously, trying to free his hand, when he suddenly let out an inaudible sound. It didn’t seem like he was in his dorm. He raised his head and looked around, then frowned. It wasn’t until he got up and saw the yulu plant on the table that he finally confirmed that he was in Long Shen’s dorm.

His well-rested brain worked quickly, trying to recollect the previous events of yesterday. He had ran out of the classroom abruptly to chase Long Shen to ask him questions, then later…

Most likely, he had fainted from exhaustion and was carried by the male god here. This seems to be a blessing in disguise.

He saw takeout on the table with a note next to it. Opening the container, inside was char siu pork, white chopped chicken, and rice.

The note reads: [Heat it up.]

In this moment, Dong Zhi didn’t know how to describe his mood. He looked at the vibrant yulu on the table and suddenly sighed as he gently touched the fat and lovely leaves of the plant with his fingers.

“Boss Long is too good. Do you think I can really catch him?”

“He doesn’t even have a girlfriend. If we just skip directly to a boyfriend, will that scare him?”

“In his eyes, I should be a candidate to be his apprentice. If I confess, will he kick me out of the Special Administration Bureau? Would it be safer to wait until after the training exam is over?”

“That’s right, I have to rely on my strength to get through the exam in a dignified manner. I can’t let him think that I just want to hold onto his thighs or take the opportunity and take advantage of it.”

“But then again, he took care of you so well, which shows that he’s not disgusted with the gift itself. This should mean he has a good impression of the person who gave the gift, right? If I can gain his favorability again, maybe he’ll understand.”

As he talked to the yulu, he realized how idiotic his behavior was, so he got up and went to heat up his meal. In light of yesterday’s sudden training, they were given a day off today and will resume class tomorrow. After eating, Dong Zhi checked the time. It was about lunch break now, so he went to Long Shen’s office.

When he walked to the door, he saw that it was closed and was about to raise his hand to knock when he heard a strange sound coming from inside.

“What a beauty. Come, come, let me take a closer look!”

It seemed to be Zhong Yuyi’s voice, but it didn’t look like that was something he would say. It was as if someone was talking through him.

Dong Zhi hesitated about whether he should just open the door and go in when he suddenly heard a violent shout from inside.

“Who’s outside the door! You sneak, behaving like a villain!”

Taken aback, he hurriedly opened the door and said, “Boss Long, it’s me…”

The sound he heard disappeared automatically, and Dong Zhi was stunned when he looked at the scene in front of him. Zhong Yuyi had one foot on Long Shen’s chair and the other on the table, posing in a heroic posture while holding Long Shen’s face with both hands.

The distance between their face, as Dong Zhi swears by, was no more than five centimeters!

Seeing him come in, the two of them glance at him together, as if they were silently condemning him as an uninvited guest.

Long Shen asked him, “What’s the matter?” He didn’t scold Zhong Yuyi’s behavior, let alone push him away.

Dong Zhi finally found his voice and said, with great difficulty, “Nothing. I just came here to thank you.”

Who knew that suddenly Zhong Yuyi pushed Long Shen away and leapt to Dong Zhi’s side and pinched his chin.

“The eyes are pure, and the skin is fair, and the hands and feet are slender to boot. What a beauty! He can be painted!”

Dong Zhi: ???

At this moment, Zhong Yuyi seemed entirely like a different person from the Zhong Yuyi he usually knows. His eyes were sharp, and his movements were even more amazing. Dong Zhi wanted to retreat, but he couldn’t shrug off Zhong Yuyi.

Holding Zhong Yuyi’s wrist with one hand and gently moved it away, Long Shen stood in front of Dong Zhi and said to Zhong Yuyi, “The younger generation doesn’t know Huanhou’s* identity, so it’s impolite to bother him like this.”

*(桓侯) Refers to titles of praise or derogation given to people of high status after death. It’s also the title given to this character, which will be explained in a bit.

Zhong Yuyi chuckled. “How overprotective. Is this your son? No, you two don’t look alike! Perhaps your younger brother? Nephew? Or maybe the joy of a cut sleeve*?”

*(断袖) In ancient times referred to homosexuals/homosexuality between men.

Long Shen: …

Dong Zhi looked at Long Shen’s attitude towards Zhong Yuyi and didn’t say anything but kept looking at Zhong Yuyi curiously.

Long Shen said, “Elder, it’s getting late. It’s time to go.”

Zhong Yuyi shook his head. “I don’t want to go. It’s rare to return to this world. I’ve heard the sound of the world of mortals and seen fireworks on all sides. Why rush to leave so soon?”

Long Shen stretched out his hand and brushed Zhong Yuyi’s forehead. Zhong Yuyi wasn’t slow to react and wanted to avoid it, but Long Shen was faster than him and managed to touch his forehead. Suddenly, Zhong Yuyi slowly closed his eyes and fell back.

Long Shen grabbed him by the collar and dragged him directly onto the sofa, throwing him there. His actions weren’t rough, but they were enough for Dong Zhi, who witnessed the whole thing, to think. ‘After I fainted yesterday, was I dragged to the dorm like this?’

So scary!

“Is he okay?” Dong Zhi asked.

Long Shen shook his head. “He is going to teach the class tomorrow for the first time, so he’s nervous. Come and let me take a look.”

Dong Zhi remembered that when Kan Chaosheng introduced Zhong Yuyi’s identity, he said that the other party was an oracle. When Dong Zhi went back, he checked up on what an oracle was. Comparing the symptoms of how Zhong Yuyi was acting just now, he suddenly came to a realization. “Did he invite a God to enter his body?”

Long Shen snorted, “To be more precise, it’s a ghost. A ghost is the sustenance of a remnant soul between heaven and earth. It may be a ray of consciousness or a memory. After the death of some people, they are still worshipped with incense, which allows them to last for a long time and retain the power of faith. Through this, it can maintain the ghost, and it is these ghosts that the oracle invites.”

Dong Zhi understood. “Then just now…”

Long Shen: “Zhang Fei*.”

*Military general under the warlord Liu Bei and a major character in the novel Romance of the Three Kingdoms. He was assassinated by his subordinates and was posthumously granted the title Huanhou. You can read more about him in the Wikipedia.

Zhang Fei, later known as Huanhou, was brave and good at fighting. He was best known for sleeping without closing his eyes, but most people didn’t know that he was also good at drawing pictures of beauties.

In other words, what he saw just now was Zhang Fei, a fierce general from the Three Kingdoms Era? Zhang Fei, who forged a three-way friendship with Liu Bei and Guan Yu and was one of the brightest stars of the Three Kingdoms Era?

Dong Zhi took a deep breath. “Zhong Yuyi, ah, no. The lesson Teacher Zhong wants to give us is on how to invite a God?”

Long Shen, seeing that he was eager to try, wishing that he could wake Zhong Yuyi up and ask clearly, showed a meaningful smile. “Go back and memorize history.”

Dong Zhi: “Huh?”

Long Shen: “It’ll be used for tomorrow.”

When he left the office, he ran into Liu Qingbo.

‘’Enemies are bound to meet when the road is narrow*’ was the thought that appeared in his mind.

*(冤家路窄) Idiom referring to enemies or people who don’t want to meet happen to meet.

Liu Qingbo gave him a smile that wasn’t really a smile. “I didn’t have time to congratulate you last night. I didn’t expect your name to be on the list of the ten survivors.” The implication is that he originally thought that Dong Zhi would be “sacrificed” soon.

Dong Zhi smiled and said, “Same to you. Same to you.”

Of course, Liu Qingbo wasn’t dumb enough to bicker in front of Long Shen’s office. He curled his lips, passed by Dong Zhi, and knocked on the door.

“Come in.”

Liu Qingbo pushed the door in but found that Dong Zhi had also followed him in.

“What’s the matter?” Long Shen asked.

Liu Qingbo glanced at Dong Zhi, who pretended not to notice.

Liu Qingbo said, “Boss Long, I have something I want to ask privately.”

Long Shen said, “It’s okay. Just say it.”

Liu Qingbo stared at Dong Zhi, who returned his gaze with an innocent look.

‘This guy’s skin is thicker than a pig’s!’ Liu Qingbo thought as he secretly gritted his teeth.

Anyways, it didn’t matter how angry Liu Qingbo got as he couldn’t do anything to him, not while in front of the male god.

Zhong Yuyi was still sleeping on the sofa. Since Liu Qingbo couldn’t get him to leave, he had to say it upfront, “Since I heard that Boss Long is teaching us tomorrow, I happened to have a sword here, which was collected by the elders in my family. I was wondering if this would be useful for you to use in class?”

He handed the sword over with both hands.

Long Shen was slightly moved. “The Shuixin Sword*?”

*Water Heart Sword (水心剑) Name of a legendary sword. Legend will be explained shortly.

Liu Qingbo smiled and said, “It’s said that Boss Long has a keen eye and deep understanding of kendo. Sure enough, your reputation precedes you. This is the legendary Shuixin Sword.”

He glanced at Dong Zhi and said casually, “Has Shidi Dong heard of the Shuixin Sword?”

Here we go again. In front of others, it was Shidi Dong, and when he turned his back, he was fellow Taoist Dong. Dong Zhi couldn’t help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

“If I remember correctly, Wun Jun of the Southern Dynasty mentioned this sword in his “Continuation of Qi Harmony”, saying that it was a Jin man who came from the west, offered the sword to King Zhao of Qin during one of his banquets. There were poets in the Tang Dynasty who mentioned this sword, saying that it’s the sword spawn from the Yellow River in the Western Xia Dynasty and the Qingluo River in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty.”

Liu Qingbo looked surprised, as if he didn’t expect him to really know. Even Long Shen was astounded, giving him a slight nod of approval. With his back facing Long Shen, Liu Qingbo grimaced as Dong Zhi gave him a triumphant look.

Unexpectedly, this brother was an artist who had drawn countless legendary game props. Liu Qingbo wanted to make a fool out of Dong Zhi in front of Long Shen, but he didn’t expect him to take the limelight instead. Dying of anger, he almost couldn’t breathe as he gave him a fierce look.

Long Shen ignored the squabble between the two of them as he held the sword. He held the sword, slowly pulled it out of its scabbard, focused on it, and was so completely absorbed by it that he had forgotten himself.

Dong Zhi and Liu Qingbo only felt a glint from the sword that pierced their eyes so that they couldn’t help but blink. Long Shen held the sword in his hand and, in an instant, the white paper that was in his hand turned into pieces and scattered everywhere.

The famous ancient sword can not only cut gold and jade but can also blow and split hairs.

Long Shen nodded. “It really is a good sword.”

Liu Qingbo held back his pride and said with a smile, “No matter how good the sword is, there must be a suitable owner. It would be an honor for this sword to be used by you.”

However, when Dong Zhi looked at Long Shen, there seemed to be a trace of… regret on Long Shen’s face? Seeing such a good sword, how can he make such a regretful expression?

Long Shen returned the sword to its sheath and handed it back to Liu Qingbo. It was only an instant that it felt like what Dong Zhi saw was just an illusion.

Liu Qingbo was taken aback. “Boss Long?”

Long Shen: “The sword is good, but I don’t accept gifts.”

Liu Qingbo became anxious. “Don’t get me wrong, I’m not trying to bribe you. Our family has a lot of swords like this. My father knows that you also use swords, so he specifically asked me to send them here for you.”

Long Shen shook his head and put the sword on the coffee table.

“There are not many swords like this. One that can fit in your hand is enough. Take it back.”

Seeing the two ancient swords hanging on the wall, Liu Qingbo felt that Long Shen was actually referring to them. It was difficult for him to accept it because of Dong Zhi’s presence. He felt that Dong Zhi was such an eyesore, but nonetheless said, “Boss Long is exemplary. I’ll take the sword back!”

Dong Zhi felt giddy as he thought that it’s not that Long Shen doesn’t accept gifts, but he doesn’t accept ones that are too previous. How can he bring an ancient sword that’s seemingly priceless and say that it’s not a bribe? Who would believe such a thing!

With the gift that couldn’t be given and his rival staring at him, Liu Qingbo felt miserable. He heard Long Shen ask him, “Is there anything else?”

He had no choice but to say, “No, you’re busy, so I shouldn’t bother you.”

Liu Qingbo started to slowly walk out when Long Shen suddenly said, “That’s right.” He immediately stopped.

Long Shen: “Stay back, Dong Zhi.”

Liu Qingbo: …

Inside, his heart was roaring so loudly that he could almost sing the <Yellow River Cantata>*. Feeling helpless that Deputy Director Long did not receive his hints at all, Liu Qingbo could only cast a resentful look at Dong Zhi before sadly leaving.

*A cantata written by Chinese composer Xian Xinghai. The work was inspired by a patriotic poem by Guang Weiran, which was adapted as the lyrics and eventually became popular and spread to all parts of China.

Dong Zhi also felt a little uneasy as he thought. ‘He’s not going to return the yulu too, right?’

Long Shen said, “We had three groups of people watching Hui Yiguang since the incident, but there were no results. She behaves normally, and her surroundings are clean and there’s no active demonic aura. The Special Administration Bureau has limited resources, so it’s impossible to follow her all the time. This matter has come to an end. You can tell Li Ying and the others later.”

Dong Zhi nodded. “Liu Qingbo was also involved. Why didn’t you tell him just now before he left?”

Long Shen said, “With his temperament, if I told him, he might run to follow up on the matter again in order to try and impress me.”

That’s true. Dong Zhi heavily agreed with his assessment and found that Long Shen actually had a relatively in-depth understanding of everyone’s character.

“It’s a bit strange to say. At that time, Hui Yiguang was entangled by a living soul, but Cheng Yuan couldn’t see it. Why couldn’t Li Ying and the others even sense anything supernatural, even with a compass? He Yu and I used it to find clues at the foot spa in Yangcheng. As soon as there was any demonic scent, the compass would immediately pick it up. It stands to reason then that if the demons were weaker this time, it would be much easier to detect,” Dong Zhi said.

Long Shen shook his head. “The other party attached itself to the living soul and used it to hide itself. You don’t have much experience, so it’s normal to be blinded by the past.”

In the end, does this mean he wasn’t good at learning? Dong Zhi felt embarrassed and scratched his nose.

Zhong Yuyi suddenly roused and rubbed his eyes as he slowly woke up. His blank expression had returned.

“…What’s normal?”

Long Shen said to Dong Zhi, “Take him with you when you leave.”

Dong Zhi agreed and stepped forward to help Zhong Yuyi. The latter still seemed as if he was dreaming as he was dragged away by Dong Zhi. After Dong Zhi left, he contacted Li Ying and informed him of the results from Long Shen’s side and asked him to tell everyone, which Li Ying naturally agreed to.

Li Ying regarded himself as the leader of this term. Zhang Song and Liu Qingbo weren’t convinced, and thus they competed with him openly and secretly, but Dong Zhi wouldn’t grab his limelight, so he has been good to him.

The next day, Dong Zhi got up early and climbed the stairs to the rooftop and practiced for an hour. He came to the classroom feeling refreshed.

Today was Long Shen’s class. Deputy Director Long’s name was resounding like thunder, and it wasn’t just him; everyone had been looking forward to this for a long time. Despite coming in early, there were already people who came even earlier than him.


Kinky Thoughts:

Long Shen already treating Dong Zhi special without knowing it. These little tidbits make my heart melt.

What Long Shen said to Dong Zhi regarding the living soul only further confirms my suspicion. Even if you are just guessing, no predictions in the comments please, as it could be a potential spoiler. We’ll discuss our thoughts when the mystery is revealed, or you can discuss it on Discord.


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Bu Tian Gang Ch43

Author: 梦溪石 / Meng Xi Shi

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 43

As soon as this thought occurred, a woman’s scream rang through the mall.

The group!

Ba Sang quickly turned his head and Dong Zhi became highly alert! The incident in the underground supermarket just now had tightened his reflexes, so his body reacted instantly. He sent a talisman flying in the dark, and it turned into a bright light in midair as it flew towards the source of the sound. Roars of beasts cried mixed in with the screams of humans.

Many people’s eyes haven’t been able to adjust since they went from a bright environment to complete darkness. Unfortunately, the monsters had no problems since they rely on smell to catch their prey. Two people died instantly in the dark before Dong Zhi had time to react.

Dong Zhi turned on his phone flashlight and held his sword in his other hand as he kept an eye on the surroundings. Gu Meiren played her flute in an attempt to paralyze the monster’s mobility while Ba Sang gathered the remaining group of people as he stood on the periphery.

With a crack, a small movement sounded, but it was particularly conspicuous in the silence and darkness as everyone was holding their breath. Dong Zhi’s reaction was getting sharper. Almost immediately after the sound was made, he hadn’t had time to see what it was, but quickly threw a talisman at the source!

Roar!

Sure enough, there were monsters there, and his talisman seemed to have hit one as the monster jumped into the partition of the ceiling with a whoosh. Everyone tried to suppress their gasps. A woman who wanted to cry gritted her teeth for fear that she would be the next prey.

Dong Zhi said sullenly, “We have to find the emergency power supply quickly!”

The monsters are smart, and it was precisely when the lights went out that they took advantage, knowing that humans could not see in the dark and chose this opportunity to attack.

Ba Sang said, “I’ll go!”

The teller stammered, “I-I-I’m scared!”

Ba Sang told her. “I’m scared too, but if we just stay here, we’re all just waiting to die together!”

Dong Zhi said softly, “Ba Sang is very strong. Don’t be afraid to follow him. When we have light, we can deal with those monsters and protect everyone.”

His kind words seemed to comfort her. The teller followed Ba Sang tremblingly as she held his arm tightly and the two quickly left. Dong Zhi was worried that the monsters would attack while they were alone, but given the current situation, it was impossible for him to come along as the people here needed his protection.

It seems that it hasn’t even been a year since his encounter on the train heading towards Changbai, but his mentality has changed a lot. From trembling like this ordinary group of people who could only wait around and be protected, he had taken the lead in protecting others.

Dong Zhi couldn’t help but feel a sense of accomplishment for him to have made such progress. It would be even better if the male god could see his heroic performance right now. A faint regret flashed in his heart when he suddenly heard a woman’s scream. It was the teller!

His heart instantly seized up as Gu Meiren shouted, “Ba Sang!”

What answered back was the sound of violent fighting and Ba Sang’s whistle. He heard sounds of flapping wings, which he surmised should be a falcon that Ba Sang summoned.

Dong Zhi reminded Gu Meiren. “Play the flute!”

His notion brought her attention back, as if she had just woken up from a dream, and she quickly picked up her flute to play. Dong Zhi frowned, and suddenly remembered something. If there were more than one monster, one of them was probably following Ba Sang, while the others were waiting for them to relax their vigilance before taking the opportunity to attack again…

A faint fishy smell rose from his nose. Without thinking about it, he threw the talisman fire directly above him. The light from the fire illuminated a dark shadow flashing past him, confirming his guess.

Dong Zhi suddenly turned around and saw the dark shadow rushing towards Gu Meiren’s back.

“Get down!” He yelled as he ran towards her at full speed with his sword pointing at her.

Gu Meiren trusted Dong Zhi. As soon as she heard his words, she leaned forward without a second thought. At this moment, the sword was thrust through in the position that she was previously standing in and stabbed right into the monster’s head!

Gu Meiren only felt the heat radiating from the back of her head as fishy liquid splashed on top of her. The strange smell made her retch. Dong Zhi panted as his legs gave out and he fell to his knees.

If Gu Meiren’s reaction had been any second slower just now, it would’ve been her head that the Qingzhu Sword pierced. He almost took the life of his companion.

Suddenly, the lights turned on, indicating that Ba Sang was successful in turning on the emergency power supply.

He said, “Thank you for trusting me.”

Gu Meiren: “Happy to cooperate.”

When Ba Sang came back, he was dragging his feet, and there was no joy on his face. Everyone knew why. Most likely, the teller was killed by the monster or Ba Sang had to end her life in order to prevent her from turning into a zombie.

“A piece of her flesh was torn off by the monster, so I had to kill her.” Ba Sang said.

“You did your best.” Dong Zhi wanted to pat him on the shoulder, but he avoided him as he slowly turned around.

Gu Meiren took a deep breath to calm herself down as several of the ordinary people subconsciously took several steps backwards. Ba Sang’s shirt had been slashed, and there were blood marks that were slowly bleeding out from the upper left to the lower right of his back. While the wound wasn’t fatal, the monster was poisonous. Once bitten or damaged, what awaits will be the fate of becoming a zombie. There was no exception.

Gu Meiren stared at his wound in a daze, unable to speak for a long time. Dong Zhi reluctantly put on an ugly smile as he said, “Maybe-Maybe there’ll be an exception!”

Ba Sang said sadly, “I saw that woman get hurt with my very own eyes, and she started to change, so I had to kill her.”

Dong Zhi said, “But you are a practitioner, and your body is stronger than ordinary people…”

“Which means after becoming a zombie, I’ll be even more difficult to deal with than an ordinary zombie!” Ba Sang interrupted him. “Kill me. I don’t want to become a zombie.”

Dong Zhi didn’t even want to think about it. “No!”

Ba Sang stretched out his hand, seemingly to pat his arm, but drew back halfway. This Kangba Tibetan man was reckless and always rough but sharp. His unwillingness to hurt his friends made Dong Zhi’s eyes sour.

“It’s nice to meet you all, truly. In fact, my master disapproved of my trying to join the Special Administration Bureau. I wanted to see the outside world and had been cheated so many times that I thought the people on the outside were all really bad, but after meeting you, I felt my thoughts were too naïve. If there are bad people in the world, then there must be good ones as well. I’m very lucky, and as soon as I came out, I had two more friends who are as close as brothers that we can live and die together.”

Gu Meiren covered her mouth with a whimper to muffle her sobs. Dong Zhi couldn’t help it anymore, so he stepped forward and hugged him tightly.

“I originally wanted to invite you to visit my place on vacation. Our butter tea is the best brewed in that area, but if you have the opportunity in the future, I have to trouble you to help go back and tell my parents and master the news of my death!” Ba Sang patted him on the back and motioned for him to let go.

Dong Zhi: “Stop talking!”

Ba Sang suddenly broke away from him with force, causing Dong Zhi to be pushed away several steps away. He was off guard, so he didn’t notice that Ba Sang had pulled out a short blade from his waist and inserted it directly into his throat.

“Ba Sang!” Gu Meiren rushed up.

Ba Sang smiled at them as blood gushed from the corners of his mouth and his eyes gradually became lax. His hand slowly loosened from the place where he held the knife, eventually falling down limp. Moistness spread quickly to Dong Zhi’s eyes, and his throat choked up as if there was a stone lodged in place. He couldn’t move and couldn’t speak at all.

“Zombies! There are zombies coming in again from outside!” Someone shouted in panic.

Looking back, Dong Zhi saw a few more figures slowly wandering towards the entrance of the mall. At first there was only one or two, but after a closer look, he found a string of them was slowly wandering in, seemingly attracted to the remaining vitality here.

Gu Meiren panicked as she picked up the flute and began playing it. Dong Zhi gritted his teeth; his hungry and weak body was filled with anger over Ba Sang’s death as he clenched his sword and strode forward. The talismans he had left weren’t enough to deal with this hoard of zombies, but he didn’t need talismans. He can be like Liu Qingbo and use only his sword. As the sword rises and falls, wherever it goes, zombies fall one after another, as if they were taking the initiative to make way for him. They crawled on the ground, looking as if they were his slaves and servants.

Gu Meiren watched Dong Zhi walk among the zombies in a daze, slashing his sword wildly and with ease. Under the light, the young man with black hair and fair skin, and a face that was calm and indifferent, looked as if he was doing something extraordinary. But in the eyes of others, it was completely shocking. Gu Meiren never knew that killing zombies could create such a sense of artistry.

Dong Zhi discarded everything and gave zero fucks. He was simply holding on to a single breath, and all he knew was that his hands began to tremble and the sword in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

A zombie had grabbed his shoulder from behind, opened his mouth and was about to bite him, and he almost didn’t have the strength to turn around and defend himself.

Too tired. I really miss the big bed in the Special Administration dorm. I really want to lie down and get some sleep.

Zombies poured in from outside, one after another, as if they were endless. At such a critical moment, Dong Zhi suddenly remembered that night in Long Shen’s dormitory. He had received a call from Gu Meiren saying that Hui Yiguang had encountered an accident, so he hurried out and Long Shen stopped him and asked him to bring the Qingzhu Sword with him.

He still remembered that the light in that room was warm and pleasant, and that Long Shen felt a bit softer under it. His heart wasn’t as cold and unkind as it seemed.

Suddenly, the ceiling broke with a bang, and a dark shadow fell from the sky into the throng of zombies and leaped towards him with great force!

Monster!

Unfortunately, Dong Zhi didn’t have the strength to react. He could only watch the monster approach him at lightning speed. In one-thousandth of a second, the monster appeared right in front of him, about 2 meters away, and reached out to grab him with its sharp claws!

I can’t dodge in time!

Though Dong Zhi realized this, his body could no longer keep up with the reaction of his brain. Even his spirit had dulled. After fighting fiercely all night, he was so exhausted that his eyes could barely stay open, and he felt he was seeing doubles when he looked at things.

Forget it. Fighting to the death means you’re worthy like Ba Sang. Furthermore, there was Gu Meiren and those ordinary people behind him…

At that moment, the sky was bright outside as dawn finally arrived. Dong Zhi wanted to turn around and help them escape, but he was completely exhausted, so he could only watch as the monsters got closer and closer.

In the next moment, the surrounding scenery was suddenly distorted and blurred, and there was a bright light in front of him. The oncoming monsters had all suddenly disappeared, and the bloody aura and fishy smell that filled his nose were gone as well.

Together with the shopping mall and all the zombies that were pouring in, they were all gone. He felt only dizziness and his legs were so soft that he couldn’t help but sit down on the ground. Dong Zhi closed his eyes, feeling that he might have been too tired and was hallucinating. Otherwise, how could he suddenly see Wu Bingtian and Long Shen?

He was not the only one who was in a daze. Everyone was sitting in the classroom. All had pale faces, or expressions of pain. Some were gasping for breath, while others had faces full of vigilance. It seems that they haven’t recovered from the doomsday crisis they’ve all experienced just now.

Wu Bingtian stood in front of them clapping his hands and saying coldly, “I announce that of all the 20 people who participated in the training, only ten survived. They are Li Ying, Liu Qingbo, Dong Zhi, Gu Meiren, Zhang Song, Xie Qingling, Liu Si, Ou-Yang Yin, Zuo Xingui, and Zhaun Rongrong! All those who “died” in the simulation training will have that noted on their file. If you are eliminated during the next training, you must leave the Special Administration Bureau and take the exam again next year!”

So, the night that just passed was really training?

Everyone looked around blankly at each other and couldn’t help being surprised when they saw their companions who had already “died” last night. Dong Zhi looked at Ba Sang. He had just gotten up from the ground and touched his throat with a painful expression, as if he was afraid of being pierced by his own dagger again. Gu Meiren burst into tears as she was unable to suppress her emotions and covered her mouth as her shoulders trembled slightly.

The others weren’t much better, and some were even more emotional than them. Some people touched their chests and muttered to themselves, “I’m not dead. I’m really not dead!”

Wu Bingtian and Long Shen didn’t stop them and allowed them to continue venting. Dong Zhi couldn’t help but look at Long Shen. The latter seemed to notice his gaze and glanced back at him, giving him a slight nod.

Dong Zhi’s heart, which was seemingly exhausted and deflated, had suddenly been infused with vitality. He couldn’t stop himself from returning a self-confident smile. Long Shen’s smile seemed to be a little deeper than his, though.

When Wu Bingtian looked over, Dong Zhi’s mood had slowly calmed down. After everyone calmed their emotions, Wu Bingtian said, “The equipment used for the simulation this time is the latest achievement of the Sino-US cooperation. The Americans firmly believe that a Resident Evil situation will happen in the future, so the simulation’s background is a modern city in a Resident Evil setting. For people who died in the simulation training, their bodies will be ejected from the simulation environment, but in the simulation world, their ‘corpses’ still exist and are converted to NPCs. This is the first year we have implemented this simulation. We hope to use this kind of sudden training to test your on-the-spot abilities in each of you.”

Everyone smiled bitterly, obviously fearful of everything just now.

Wu Bingtian’s face was not good. “There are 20 of you, yet the survival rate is half. If this number is placed among ordinary people, I would be extremely grateful, but don’t forget, you are the future members of the Special Administration Bureau! You’re not ordinary people! As a national-level practitioner, half of you managed to die in a single night. How can you compete with other countries when you have this kind of survival rating?!”

His voice became louder, and, in the end, he angrily reprimanded everyone.

Liu Qingbo couldn’t help but say, “But we didn’t know that it was training since we had already taken a day class at that time…”

Besides, all of them hadn’t even eaten dinner yet.

Wu Bingtian said angrily, “When there’s a crisis, people don’t care if you are hungry or tired! What is a crisis? It just happens without warning! What is sudden training? It’s to test your ability to react to emergencies! Will the zombies call you first before they come out?! Will those monsters and demons drop off a text message first to announce their arrival?!”

Some people couldn’t help laughing out loud, but quickly suppressed their throats under Wu Bingtian’s glare. He glanced at everyone, and as far as he could see, many people lowered their heads, not daring to look at him.

He snorted coldly, “I know that you have lived in a comfortable environment for a long time and feel that the world is safe. At most, there are occasional emergencies. However, what I want to tell you is that the world is uneasy, and danger lurks everywhere, especially in the dark. If you’re ignorant and don’t know when and how you’ll die, you’ll be just like an ordinary person. How can you protect others when you can’t even protect yourself?”

This stick* was extremely effective. During the day, Director Jiang’s lectures made everyone surprised and amused. They couldn’t help thinking, ‘The Special Administration Bureau is nothing more than this.’ As a result, just when their minds were relaxed, the Special Administration Bureau gave them such a vivid lesson.

*The stick is part of the carrot and stick. Metaphor used of a combination of rewards and punishment is used to induce a desired behavior.

Most likely, everyone will never forget this experience for the rest of their lives.

“You think that after you have passed the written examination and interview, you already have one foot in the door of the Special Administration Bureau, ah? Let me tell you that there will be countless tests waiting for you in the future. If you come here depending only on luck and muddle your way through hoping to pass until training is completed and the practice exam is held, let me tell you that you will possibly lose your life!”

Seeing that everyone was dejected, Wu Bingtian sneered and stared at Chi Banxia. “Chi Banxia, you thought you would be safe if you followed Li Ying, so you went out of your way to stick with him. Unexpectedly, you still lost your life. Let me tell you, the Special Administration Bureau never raises dodder grass*. If you hold onto the idea of depending on others, reality will teach you what ‘death’ really means, and I hope you can remember this lesson!”

*Also known as cuscuta, it’s a type of parasitical plant that attaches itself to other plants and sucks the nutrients from its host.

Chi Banxia’s face flushed from being admonished that she couldn’t lift her head.

Wu Bingtian: “And you, Ba Sang! At that time, the second-level zombie came from behind you. If you were more flexible and reacted faster, you could have avoided it, but because you were half a second too late, you lost your life. Don’t you feel wronged?”

“Injustice! I will definitely practice my reflexes going forward!” Ba Sang nodded repeatedly.

Wu Bingtian then began commenting on the people who died in the training one by one. Dong Zhi found that their performance from last night was clearly seen by the leaders, including what everyone did, how they dealt with the crisis, how they got along with their companions, how they treated ordinary people, and so on.

Then again, if the future of the backbone elites of the dignified Special Administration Bureau would be wiped out in half when they encountered a crisis, it was no wonder that Wu Bingtian was extremely annoyed. Not only were the ‘dead’ people scolded one by one, but the survivors who failed to escape were also on the chopping block.

Wu Bingtian said, “Liu Qingbo! At that time, you were in a team with Li Ying and the others. Why did you have to leave by yourself halfway and run back to the Special Administration Bureau!”

“I want to go back and see if anyone else in the bureau survived,” Liu Qingbo defended.

Wu Bingtian: “What about the ordinary people in the mall? Don’t you care about them? You just threw them to your companions to deal with! Even if there are still survivors in the Bureau, you should still remember the lessons from the past. Your behavior isn’t bravery, it’s recklessness! Completely brainless!”

Liu Qingbo was unconvinced. “But I survived to the end!”

Wu Bingtian frowned. “So what? If you hadn’t passed by the cafeteria and happened to find an electrician’s room, would you be so lucky?”

His voice became sterner. “Don’t forget, you are not the only cultivator. You represent the Special Administration Bureau, which means you must not only protect yourself, but you’re also responsible for the lives of ordinary people! You are the law enforcers and defenders in another sense! You left your companions and ordinary people who needed protection. Even if you survive in the end, what can you be proud of? You should be ashamed of yourself! If you dare do it again, I rather have Ba Sang or Chi Banxia than a selfish person like you!”

After being reprimanded so fiercely in front of everyone, Liu Qingbo’s face turned pale from all the embarrassment. Because of his father’s background, since he came to the capital, he has always been taken care of along the way. Whether they were leaders or elders who met him, they were all kind and pleasant towards him, constantly offering praise for his youth and achievements. Even Deputy Director Wu Bingtian’s attitude towards him before was quite amiable. Let alone reprimanding him, he didn’t even say a single serious word towards him. For the first time in his life, Liu Qingbo, who had always been surrounded by praise, felt so humiliated in public.

He clenched his fists tightly, but he could no longer say a word of rebuttal.

Wu Bingtian: “Dong Zhi, your abilities are relatively singular. In your three-person group, as soon as Ba Sang died, the combat effectiveness of you and Gu Meiren was greatly weakened. If the simulation hadn’t just ended, there would be one more name on the death list! Also, when Li Ying proposed to separate, not only did you not try your best to persuade him to stay, but you also let him take people away. With a broken-up team and zombies swarming all around, you all would have been wiped out in the end! Your total score ranks first, but you don’t have the corresponding team leadership. What’s the use of a high score?”

What he said was very pertinent, and Dong Zhi accepted it gracefully, “I was wrong.”

Wu Bingtian glanced at him, then turned his gaze to the others. “And you, Li Ying. You took Chi Banxia and Liu Si to find a large army. You rescued a group of ordinary people halfway, but at the same time, you made a fatal mistake. Do you know what it is?”

Li Ying nodded. “When I was saving people, I didn’t carefully check their identities and ignored the dangerous elements hidden inside, which got Chi Banxia killed.”

What dangerous element? Everyone looked curious.

Wu Bingtian said, “In the simulation, ordinary zombies are generally lethal and may be fatal to ordinary people, but for practitioners, except for a relatively large number, they do not pose a threat. The second-level zombies are the evolved bodies encountered by Dong Zhi and Zhang Song. They have no vision, but they have a strong sense of smell, and their mobility is much faster than that of ordinary zombies. They can fly from wall to wall. In large numbers, it’s difficult for even practitioners to deal with. Further up, the third-level zombies have evolutionary bodies that can simulate biological forms in a short period of time, such as humans. This kind of zombie can mix in with the general population and cannot be prevented. This is what Li Ying and the others met.”

That was too unlucky. Who would have expected a zombie that could disguise itself perfectly as a human! According to this, they could also simulate animal and even plants. How could such thing be prevented?

As if seeing everyone’s doubts, Long Shen, who’d been silent this whole time, finally spoke up, “You’re not ordinary people. You have to do better than what ordinary people can and can’t do. The incompetent can only use excuses like ‘negligence’, ‘inattention’, and ‘carelessness’ to comfort themselves.”

Wu Bingtian nodded. “Boss Long is right. This sudden training is to teach you a profound lesson and let you know how far you are from truly being qualified to be a member of the Special Administration Bureau! Do you know what the survival rate of the United States was? In the first emergency training, they had a total of 50 people, and in the end, 29 people survived. The survival rate is 58%, which is 8% higher than ours! Among these 50 people, some were ordinary people who are not practitioners, but what about you?”

Everyone was disheartened by the training. Wu Bingtian finally calmed down when he saw that they were all in low moods.

“I hope that through this training, you can discover your shortcomings instead of blindly making excuses to get rid of your prevarication! A person who doesn’t know how to self-examine themselves will never make progress. No matter how much you practice, you can only go so far! Take a day off tomorrow and return here at 9 AM the day after that. Classes will be held as usual. You’re dismissed!”  

After that, he remembered that Long Shen was next to him, and hurriedly said, “Does the Boss Long have anything else to say?”

Long Shen said lightly, “Boss Wu has said all that needed to be said, so I have nothing to add.”

Wu Bingtian choked. “Then that’s it, dismissed!”

Rumors that Boss Jiang was not good at his job and loved to command blindly have been widely circulated in the Special Administration Bureau. It is said that the impression of him wasn’t as good as before, and that news of his removal or transfer would surface from time to time. If this news is conclusive, then the position of the head of bureau will be vacated.

Wu Bingtian was naturally eager to move into this position and was ready to play the game. He didn’t think Song Zhi was competition, but he didn’t dare underestimate Long Shen, who’s a powerful competitor.

However, these are high-level competitions that have nothing to do with Dong Zhi. Many people haven’t eaten yet, but hunger didn’t strike them when they were too hungry.

The people who “died” during the training were naturally dejected, and some “survivors” weren’t so happy either. People with high self-esteem like Liu Qingbo found it more uncomfortable to be scolded than to be killed. He left with an ugly face, and no one dared go forward to provoke him.

Gu Meiren helped Ba Sang stand up and looked around to find Dong Zhi, only to find that he had disappeared.

“Boss Long!” Dong Zhi had rushed out of the classroom to chase him down.


The author has something to say:

Everyone was scolded to death. How inexplicably cool. →_→


Kinky Thoughts:

Well, I should have thought it was a simulation given that it was literally based on Resident Evil. Still, I was very sad about Ba Sang’s death! I hope he joins group two with Dong Zhi.

Also, isn’t this test a little bit unfair for some people? Like, WTF was Chi Banxia supposed to do? She only knows voodoo and witchcraft. How the fuck is she supposed to fight against zombies when those things have no effect over?

And also, that martial arts dude that could only fight with his hands. Like… Hand-to-hand combat has a higher risk of getting yourself injured/bitten so what was he supposed to do? Not fight with his abilities?

There should be a goal or something in mind instead of just survival, like finding the army or finding a base, or something. Judging based on whether someone survived or not is too unfair.


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