Chapter 126
Chapter 126
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>Translator: Ryuma
>Chapter: 126
>Chapter Title: Why
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“Fire Robe True Scripture?” Li Huowang, feeling extremely surprised, reached out to take that strange book wrapped in semi-transparent wax.
Through the solidified wax, Li Huowang could clearly see the title on it.
He immediately realized he had misunderstood—Jiang Yingzi wasn’t talking about a true scripture, but an admonition scripture.
《Fire Robe Admonition Scripture》 was the name of this book.
Although the treatment process had been extremely painful, Li Huowang also understood the tremendous value of this thing.
“Why give this to me?” Li Huowang asked in surprise.
“I thought Benefactor wanted it, so I specially gave it to you. By the way, this book isn’t easy to practice. You need to learn a very unusual script first.”
Jiang Yingzi extended her hand, cracking open the wax shell on the book and revealing its contents.
“This is…” Li Huowang’s brow gradually furrowed.
It was a script formed by various circles—large circles enclosing small ones, with tiny dots inside the small circles. And each circle was different from the others.
He couldn’t understand a single bit of it. It was a script system Li Huowang had never seen before.
“Benefactor, to comprehend this admonition scripture, you’ll need to start from the beginning. Only by mastering the palace, merchant, angle, sign, and feather of the Heavenly Fire Script can you use it more effectively.”
With that, she pulled out a handwritten illustrated manual from her sleeve. “This is a comparison between the Heavenly Fire Script and ordinary vernacular. Benefactor can take a look later.”
Li Huowang quickly flipped it open and found it recorded in great detail, with elegant and delicate handwriting that looked like Jiang Yingzi’s own.
Since she had gone to such lengths, Li Huowang no longer refused. Truth be told, he really did need this right now.
However, he had no time to study it now. He’d research it slowly after getting out of this hellhole.
After stowing away both books, Li Huowang asked Jiang Yingzi, “You gave me these two books without permission. Won’t you get in trouble if they find out?”
Jiang Yingzi lowered her head and gently shook it, saying nothing.
Li Huowang nodded in understanding, looking at her with utmost seriousness.
“I won’t pry into your difficulties. Others respect me by a foot, and I respect them by a yard.”
“I keep my word. As long as you help me wholeheartedly, I can still take you out of this demonic lair.”
“Mm!” Hearing this, Jiang Yingzi nodded eagerly with barely contained joy.
“Benefactor, what do you need me to do? I can help you with anything.” Jiang Yingzi asked, a hint of urgency on her face.
After vigilantly glancing around, Li Huowang lowered his voice and continued, “Yingzi, since we share the same goal, you’re one of us now. I really do need your help with something.”
With that, Li Huowang leaned in close to her ear and whispered something. Jiang Yingzi nodded from time to time in acknowledgment.
After about half a stick of incense had burned, the two emerged from the cave, one after the other.
Over the next two days, with Jiang Yingzi by his side, Li Huowang explored every inch of the cavern, leaving no hidden spot unchecked.
Hand Three had kept his word—no one came to bother Li Huowang during this time. Even if they passed someone on the road, it was at most just a stare or them walking by.
By the third day of wandering, Li Huowang had the entire layout of the cavern firmly memorized in his mind.
“Benefactor, have you memorized it all? What do we do next?” Jiang Yingzi asked softly from behind him, following silently.
Li Huowang stared fixedly at the cavern ahead for a long while with a resolute expression before turning to head back the way they came.
“Let’s go back first. Be careful—walls have ears.”
At this moment, Jiang Yingzi followed silently behind Li Huowang like a bookboy.
As he walked, Li Huowang looked worried and distressed, his expression shifting between grim and ferocious, as if pondering something.
Halfway there, he was stopped by someone—it was none other than the charred Hand Three.
As a creepy grin split his face, bits of charred skin flaked off and fell to the ground.
“Young friend Xuanyang, it’s already the third day. Any leads?”
“Need this old man’s help? If you think the last method didn’t work, to be honest, I came up with another one today.”
Before he could say more, Li Huowang cut him off, afraid his words would taint his ears.
“I don’t need it! I told you, I’ll find a way myself!”
Li Huowang grabbed Jiang Yingzi and strode toward his dwelling.
Seeing this, Hand Three didn’t block them. He stood in place, watching their retreating backs with a flickering gaze.
Once that flimsy wooden door closed again, shutting out everything outside, Li Huowang finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Living in this den of dragons and tigers was utter torment—like dancing on the edge of someone else’s jaws.
“Benefactor, what do we do next?”
Hearing Jiang Yingzi’s voice from behind, Li Huowang took a deep breath, about to say something—when his expression instantly froze.
“Damn it, it’s happening again!” Li Huowang slowly slid down to the ground, back against the wooden door.
“Benefactor? Benefactor, are you alright?” Jiang Yingzi hurried over cautiously.
At this moment, Li Huowang stared blankly at the girl before him. After a slight struggle in his expression, he said softly, “Mom? You’re here? I won’t eat the orange. Can you leave? I have something to handle.”
“I know, of course I understand. That side is the hallucination. Don’t worry about my illness. I’m a bit thirsty. Can you go to the water room and get me some boiled water?”
“Not the thermos water—I want boiled water.
“Benefactor…?” Watching the deranged Li Huowang before her, Jiang Yingzi asked hesitantly.
Moments later, Li Huowang, who had been smiling, suddenly grew extremely grave.
His eyes unfocused as he looked around. “Yingzi, quick, tie me up! Tie me to the bed!! I’ll explain when I’m clear-headed!”
No sooner had he spoken than his expression shifted rapidly again. “Dad, why are you here too? Don’t you have work today?”
Jiang Yingzi stood there, watching the red-robed Daoist babbling nonsense at thin air, yet she didn’t follow his instructions to bind him.
“Mom, thank you, but don’t feed me. I can drink it myself.” Li Huowang lifted both hands into the empty air, pouring toward his mouth.
Looking at Li Huowang’s wide-open mouth, Jiang Yingzi’s trembling right hand reached into her robe and pulled out a ball of iron thorns woven from various rusted nails.
Gazing at Li Huowang before her, Jiang Yingzi hesitated for a moment before putting the iron thorns back.
“Alright, alright, I can peel the oranges myself. Don’t come.”
When Jiang Yingzi pulled her lone arm out from her robe again, she held a vial of medicine.
The iron thorns, covered in rust, were tossed into it, sizzling as they corroded.
Soon, the corroding iron thorns, billowing black smoke, were brought before Li Huowang by Jiang Yingzi.
“Woof woof~” Mantou curiously trotted over, puzzled by the incomprehensible scene before it.
“Thud!” Jiang Yingzi’s right foot lashed out fiercely, kicking Mantou flying.
Spitting blood, Mantou struggled to its feet, swayed a few times, then collapsed unsteadily to the ground.
“Mom, no need to peel. I’ve had enough oranges.”
Li Huowang reached out and took the smoking iron thorns.
At this moment, Jiang Yingzi stood frozen, watching Li Huowang on the verge of death, her body trembling with excitement.
The iron thorns drew closer and closer to Li Huowang’s mouth, but just as they were about to touch, they suddenly halted.
The three fingers gripping the thorns, corroded to a bloody mess, loosened slightly. The thing brushed past Li Huowang’s cheek, dropped to the ground, rolled a bit, and stopped.
At this moment, there was no madness in Li Huowang. He fixed the one-armed girl before him with a gaze of utter coldness. “Why?”
(End of chapter)