Chapter 18 Treasures Must Be Shared
I picked up my tacky gold gun, striking the classic 007 pose and blowing my bangs: “From now on, come to me for blood replenishment.”
“Haha~~~ Healer.” Mao Mao was delighted.
Xiao Nuo hugged Xiao Bai with a wary expression, as if constantly guarding against me shooting him.
As for Qing Ming… Uh… Qing Ming’s expression was just the same as a thousand-year-old with no reaction.
And Jiang Yan’s eyes had already narrowed. He suddenly pounced on me: “Give it to me!”
I immediately jumped up, and he stumbled to his feet and chased me. The two of us were like throwing a handkerchief, chasing each other around Mao Mao, Qing Ming, and Xiao Nuo.
“Give it to me!” Jiang Yan yelled as he chased.
“No way!”
“I want it!”
“If you want it, then I’ll give it to you~~”
“Please give it to me…” Suddenly, he pounced on me from behind, clamping a blood bag in his mouth, looking like he was about to collapse from exhaustion, his pale hand trembling as he reached out to me, “I want it… I want it…”
I stopped in front of his head, poking his similarly dull and lifeless hair with the gun: “If you can pick it up, I’ll give it to you.”
“Really!” He immediately sat up, and I placed the gun on the ground in front of him. His teal eyes stared intently at the Death God’s Gun, and everyone’s gaze was nervously focused on him, just like watching him draw the sword from the stone!
He reached out his hand to grab it, then tried to lift it, but couldn’t. He narrowed his eyes, using both hands to try again!
At this time, Qing Ming, Si Yinuo, and Mao Mao had all shaken their heads, starting to peek into the now mostly empty box.
“Let’s see what other treasures are there.” Mao Mao peered in.
“Okay.” Qing Ming reached in and started rummaging.
“I’ll take a look too.” Si Yinuo also curiously glanced around, no one caring whether Jiang Yan could pick up the Death God’s Gun or not.
Jiang Yan was panting heavily, grabbing a blood bag and gulping down two mouthfuls to replenish his strength before continuing.
I grinned mischievously at him, and he suddenly tried to kick with his foot!
“No kicking!” I immediately grabbed my Death God’s Gun, disdainfully looking at him, “Your feet stink, how dare you.”
Jiang Yan bent one leg, pressing his forehead: “Heavenly will!”
“Hehe.” I stepped forward and lightly patted his shoulder, “Don’t be sad, let’s see what else is there.”
“Alas! Heavenly will!” He sighed loudly again, still unable to recover from the grief of not being able to lift the Death God’s Gun.
Meanwhile, Qing Ming had already turned the box upside down, “Ding ding dong dong” pouring out an antique bronze bottle, a pair of socks, and a mirror.
I picked up the small bronze bottle, it had a very Arabian style, with ancient and mysterious engravings. I shook it, hearing a sound inside, so I opened it, but there was nothing. Then, I did a really stupid thing – I wiped the outside of the bottle and opened it, shouting: “Genie! Come out and grant my wish!”
Everyone stared at me blankly, Jiang Yan resumed his scholarly demeanor, taking the bottle from my hand: “Xiao Lan, don’t be silly.”
“Then do you know what this is?”
He paused: “Uh… Cough. The information in my mind can’t be immediately searched, I may need to study this bottle further. Oh right, Xiao Nuo, do you recognize this bottle?”
Xiao Nuo shook his head from behind Xiao Bai: “No…”
But Jiang Yan didn’t let Xiao Nuo off, instead staring at him even more intensely: “You seem familiar with things from the Underworld, you’re a Gu Clan member, since when did you become a Underworld insider?”
Xiao Nuo raised his eyelids from behind his white bangs to look at Jiang Yan: “No matter what… we’re all going to die… including us…” he said hoarsely, the temperature in the air dropping a degree, a peculiar chill emanating from him. He withdrew his gaze from Jiang Yan, the corners of his mouth slowly stretching, “I’m just making some preparations… so I don’t get lost when I reach the Underworld…”
Jiang Yan continued to stare at the bottle in his hand, looking at Xiao Nuo.
Meanwhile, Mao Mao had picked up the small bronze mirror: “Could this be a demon-revealing mirror?” Mao Mao’s words made Jiang Yan stop staring at Si Yinuo.
When I saw the mirror, I also thought it was a demon-revealing mirror, because in the Immortal Realm’s ten mirrors, nine of them are demon-revealing mirrors.
Mao Mao looked into the mirror for a moment, then immediately dropped it, mouth agape.
“What’s wrong, Mao Mao?” I gently nudged her, “You couldn’t have been scared by your own true form, right?”
She blinked, stiffly turning to me: “I look beautiful.”
“What?!”
Mao Mao picked up the mirror again, and we all crowded around her, even Qing Ming shifting a little closer, his face next to Mao Mao’s, then he too stared with his mouth open.
In the mirror, Mao Mao’s face was no longer covered in fur, her skin was fair and smooth, even glowing with a reddish hue, as if she was wearing makeup. And her gray-white hair had turned black and white, looking incredibly fashionable!
The Mao Mao in the mirror was undoubtedly a beautiful girl!
Even Qing Ming’s face peeking out in the corner of the mirror had become a handsome young man!
“What the!”
“This is a flattery mirror.” Jiang Yan suddenly said, we looked at him blankly: “A flattery mirror?”
Jiang Yan sipped his blood bag, calmly nodding, exuding a special charm of knowing everything: “Flatterers actually originated from the flattery mirror, it’s also a homophone for ‘flattery mirror’. This mirror can show you the appearance you desire in your heart.”
“Really?” I looked at Mao Mao, “Mao Mao, this mirror is yours, it can bring you confidence!”
Mao Mao looked at me excitedly: “You really mean I can keep it?”
“Of course, they listen to me, and they’ll like you too.” I caressed the mirror, and it flashed, even adding a blush effect on Mao Mao!
Wow! This mirror is way better than any photo editing tool!
Mao Mao hugged the mirror tightly, she really liked this flattery mirror.
I finally picked up the pair of socks, placing them in front of Jiang Yan: “What about these socks?”
The socks were also in an ancient style, enormously big.
Jiang Yan looked at them for a long time: “Uh… These are probably just a regular pair of socks…”
“They’re so big.” I looked at everyone’s feet, bringing them to Qing Ming’s, and they fit perfectly, “Qing Ming, you try them on, maybe the socks only work when worn on the feet.”
“Mm.” Qing Ming directly took them and put them on. As he stood up, the shape of the socks changed, becoming a modern men’s style!
“The socks like Qing Ming.” Jiang Yan said, somewhat surprised.
We were just about to examine them closely when Qing Ming suddenly “poof” disappeared!
“Ah!”
“Ah!”
Mao Mao and I exclaimed in unison, we all immediately looked around, Mao Mao jumped up in alarm: “Where’s Qing Ming? Where’s Qing Ming?”
“He couldn’t have disappeared, right!” I also panicked, “I didn’t get Qing Ming in trouble, did I? Jiang Yan! You said these were just regular socks!”
Jiang Yan remained calm, sitting cross-legged and muttering to himself: “Hmm… What kind of socks are these? Shrinking socks?”
Shrinking socks! Ant-Man!
Could it be that Qing Ming has turned to dust like that?!
“Invisibility socks?”
Hmm? That could work! I definitely need those!
“Qing Ming~~~~come out~~~~”
Mao Mao and I were searching frantically, turning the room upside down, even Si Yinuo bent down to look in the cracks in the floor.
Just as we were getting dizzy from the search, footsteps were heard outside the door.
“Thump thump thump.”
We all nervously looked towards the door, and a blue face appeared, it was Qing Ming!
“Qing Ming! Where did you go?” I asked urgently.
To my surprise, his blue face actually looked shy, he shyly covered his face and pointed to the side: “Mao Mao’s room.” Then he turned and ran off.
“My room?” Mao Mao stared blankly at the doorway.
Huh? Mao Mao’s room?!
I say! Qing Ming, you’re such a big guy, with a bird’s nest on your head, this rugged man being shy is really okay?!
And he went to Mao Mao’s room?!!!
“Mm…” Jiang Yan seemed to have finally reached a conclusion, “It’s a wish-fulfilling sock! That’s right, it belongs to the teleportation category! Yes, definitely!” Jiang Yan said, slapping his fist into his palm, his eyes shining, “I’m going to find Qing Ming to verify this further.” He then got up and left.
So Qing Ming’s pair of socks were teleportation socks?
“Everyone… has a treasure…” Si Yinuo looked at the now empty box, pitiful as he looked at me, “The box… can I have it…”
“Huh? Oh, you can take it.” Seeing his pitiful appearance, even wanting to take the empty box, made it hard to refuse.
Then Si Yinuo picked up the box and left, but the mischievous grin under his long white hair made me suddenly feel a twinge of regret.
This guy knows about the Death God’s Gun that even Jiang Yan didn’t know about, this seemingly ordinary broken box couldn’t be a hidden treasure, could it?
But it’s true that everyone got their share of treasures, Mao Mao’s flattery mirror, Qing Ming’s teleportation socks, and the bottle that Jiang Yan took away with an unknown function. Only Xiao Nuo didn’t get anything, if this box really is a treasure, I don’t regret giving it to him.
I feel that the biggest harvest tonight, aside from me, is actually Qing Ming. Qing Ming is always afraid of heights and doesn’t dare to fly, so now he can go anywhere he wants without having to fly, oh! No wonder he was in Mao Mao’s room!
Tonight, everyone has returned with full hands, and I have both offense and defense!
Wow… What should I do… I really want to fight now!
Huh? Isn’t this the catchphrase of the Big Black Bull from “Run, Brother”?
But I really do crave to fight right now, to see the power of my treasures!
Our lazy dorm’s vacation has finally come to an end, and as per the tradition of laziness, we just slept and played, not one of us completing the teacher’s vacation homework, except me.
Today is also my last day at the Palace, but the glasses I cleaned were just the tip of the iceberg. Fortunately, Xuanyuan Chen’s broken shadow said that quality, not quantity, is what matters, and I’m still in the Immortal Realm, no rush.
Hearing this, it sounds like I’ll be Xuanyuan Chen’s glasses maid for the rest of my life. As long as he’s alive, as long as glasses factories keep producing glasses, his collection will never stop, I can almost see myself, trembling and feeble with age, still cleaning Xuanyuan Chen’s glasses.
Ahhhh~~~just thinking about it makes me want to collapse in despair! Immortality is the most envious thing!
During this period, I noticed that Xuanyue also had no major movements, basically just resting in her room. She seems to have a great disdain for us mortals, and whenever she sees me, she walks around me, as if out of sight, out of mind.
Tsk… Could it be that a mortal man has abandoned her before?
Impossible, she’s a goddess, she wouldn’t even deign to look at a mortal with her eyelashes.
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TRANSLATOR’S NOTE:
HELLO~ Let me just express myself, okay? hahaha. Ignore me. So I want to talk about how much I love this novel. But I’m also so close to giving up on translating this… because only a few people read it. huhu. It pains me that very few people read this novel. I understand we have different tastes… but still… it’s valid to feel this way. Anyway, that’s it~
