Chapter 57

Chapter 57: The Child is Ugly, But Surprisingly Polite

To express his gratitude, the owner insisted on serving Chu Yao and the others a full table of snacks.

They had to eat while discussing how to find Wen Buyu.

A few more people entered the shop, all young men around twenty years old, judging by their attire and appearance, they should also be immortal sect disciples.

A young man who was talking to his companions raised his eyes and saw Sang Nian, his gaze instantly became scorching hot.

“Little beauty,” he sat directly opposite her, whistled, and grinned mischievously, “Alone? What a coincidence, so am I.”

Before Sang Nian could speak, Xie Chenzhou spoke expressionlessly:

“Get lost.”

The young man was unconvinced: “Do you know who I am?”

“I’m your father,” Shen Mingchao swallowed a mouthful of snacks with difficulty, put down his teacup heavily, “Get out of here before I beat you up.”

The young man’s companions saw Sang Nian’s name tag and hurriedly said to the young man:

“Young Master, they are from the Xiaoyao sect, this is even Yan Yuan’s disciple.”

The young man’s face turned ugly.

“Still not leaving?” Xie Chenzhou’s voice was icy.

The young man’s face changed several times, he pointed at them and said:

“You guys are going to regret this!”

Then he turned and left.

His companions quickly went after him.

Sang Nian nudged Xie Chenzhou, who had a gloomy face, and asked in a low voice:

“It was me who was harassed, why are you angry?”

Xie Chenzhou said calmly: “I’m not angry.”

Sang Nian didn’t believe him: “Then why are you frowning?”

Xie Chenzhou said faintly: “I just want to kill him.”

Sang Nian was startled: “That’s a bit extreme, isn’t it?”

Xie Chenzhou closed his palm.

The way that guy looked at Sang Nian, that disgusting look…

He only glanced at it, and murderous intent arose.

Xie Chenzhou clenched his fist tighter, his knuckles turned white.

The group didn’t take this little incident seriously, they continued to discuss.

Chu Yao asked the owner: “Are there any sects nearby?”

The owner quickly said: “Yes, ten miles to the east is the medicine King Valley.”

Chu Yao was disappointed:

“No wonder things have gotten so bad in the city, a bunch of idiots who only know how to refine medicine and treat illnesses, they don’t know anything about finding people or catching demons.”

Sang Nian thought for a moment:

“No matter what, we should still pay them a visit, it’s good if they can send people to help us search.”

“Then I’ll go with A Yin to the medicine King Valley,” Chu Yao decided, “You guys stay in the city and continue to investigate, see if there are any traces left by demons.”

Sang Nian: “Okay, where will we meet up?”

The owner said:

“If esteemed young masters don’t mind, you can stay at my place tonight, the second floor of the tea shop is yours.”

“Then we’ll meet up at the boss’s place before dark.”

The work was divided, and everyone left.

Before leaving, Sang Nian turned her head back involuntarily.

The young man in white was still there.

“What’s wrong?” Shen Mingchao asked.

Sang Nian withdrew her gaze, shook her head, “Nothing, let’s go.”

The three of them left side by side.

In the tea shop, the young man in white put down the tea in his hand, which had long gone cold.

He raised his eyes and looked at Sang Nian’s departing back, his expression unclear.

Then he picked up the straw hat on the table and put it on, lowered his head and left.

“Take care, esteemed guest.”

The owner greeted him with a smile, picked up a rag to clean the table.

A pile of top-grade spirit stones were neatly stacked on the table.

The owner was startled, he quickly hugged the spirit stones and chased after him, but there was no sign of the young man in white on the street.

He watched for a while, then turned back to the tea shop, his eyes filled with tears:

“There are still more good people in the world.”

Sang Nian searched every street and alley in the city, but she couldn’t smell any demonic aura.

She stood in front of the bulletin board, looking up at the dense notices.

Almost all of them were looking for people.

The missing people were men and women, old and young, even cultivators.

There was no pattern at all.

She asked Xie Chenzhou, “Did you notice anything?”

Xie Chenzhou said, “It’s not a demon, it’s a person.”

Sang Nian was taken aback.

Xie Chenzhou said, “If it were a demon, no matter how careful it was, it would leave traces. The city wouldn’t be this clean now.”

Shen Mingchao suddenly clapped his hands, “I know!”

Sang Nian’s eyes lit up, “You know what?!”

Shen Mingchao shouted, “It must be a demon from the Shura Palace! Who else would be this wicked?”

Xie Chenzhou, the number one demon of the Shura Palace: …

Sang Nian pondered Shen Mingchao’s words, “It doesn’t seem impossible.”

She asked Xie Chenzhou, “What do you think?”

Xie Chenzhou fell into an eerie silence.

Sang Nian said, “Forget it, it’s getting dark. Let’s go back to the tea shop owner’s place and meet up with Chu Yao and the others.”

The group walked back.

The tea shop owner had already prepared rooms for them:

“Sorry, there are only two empty rooms. You’ll have to squeeze in.”

Sang Nian said, “It’s okay. Chu Yao, Xue Yin, and I will share a room. Xie Chenzhou, Shen Mingchao, and Big Brother will share a room. That’s enough.”

Xie Chenzhou crossed his arms, his face cold, “I’m not sharing with him.”

Shen Mingchao jumped up, “Hey hey hey, what do you mean? This Prince doesn’t even want to share a room with you!”

Sang Nian was very calm, “You guys figure it out yourselves. I’m going back to my room.”

She threw the key to Xie Chenzhou and went back to her room.

On the spot, Xie Chenzhou and Shen Mingchao looked at each other, then turned and left.

After taking a few steps, Shen Mingchao turned back, grabbed Xie Chenzhou and pulled him upstairs, compromising, “Alright, I can sleep on the floor, right?”

Xie Chenzhou: “No.”

“Don’t push your luck.”

Shen Mingchao rolled his eyes, “You don’t want to sleep with me, who do you want to sleep with? This isn’t your house, why are you so demanding.”

Xie Chenzhou glanced at the door of the next room, not saying a word.

Shen Mingchao snatched the key from his hand, opened the door, and pushed him inside.

“Go get some rest. You’ve walked so far, you’ve worn this Prince out.”

…

Sang Nian was also exhausted. She lay on the table and fell asleep without realizing it.

When she opened her eyes again, it was pitch black.

There was no light in the room, it was dark and gloomy, only her own breathing could be heard.

Chu Yao and the others hadn’t come back yet.

She moved her numb arms and neck, got up and lit a lamp.

There was a faint sound from the window.

Sang Nian stopped in her tracks, holding her breath and approaching.

She silently counted to three in her heart, then suddenly pushed open the window.

“Bang—”

The crow standing on the windowsill was knocked away with a “Caw.”

Sang Nian: “!!!”

The next second, the crow wobbled back up, flapping its wings, its green eyes filled with anger.

Sang Nian felt guilty, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to.”

She took out some millet for Liu Liu and poured it in front of it, “Eat.”

The crow was about to lower its head to peck at the millet, but then it heard Sang Nian say worriedly, “It’s already ugly, and now I bumped into it, it seems even uglier.”

The crow: “…………”

It spread its wings and cawed angrily.

Sang Nian said softly, “No need to thank me, it’s just a little millet.”

The crow: “Caw caw caw caw caw caw caw caw—!!!”

Sang Nian sighed, “The child is ugly, but surprisingly polite. It even knows to sing to thank me, it’s just a bit unpleasant to listen to.”

The crow took two deep breaths, then suddenly spoke in a slow, measured voice, “You, say, me, one, more, time, ugly, try, try?!”

Sang Nian: “?”