Zhu Yuanzhang: "..."
Yue Fei thought for a moment, then simply said, "Let's go then."
I stepped forward and whispered to Yue Fei, "Marshal, be careful this kid might betray you."
Qin Hui said, "No, no. When I get there, I'll first befriend the corrupt officials and then betray them."
I glared at him and gave him a light punch in the chest: "Try to be a good person in your next life!"
Qin Hui replied, "Likewise."
And so, as we watched, Yue Fei and Qin Hui, these two mortal enemies, slowly disappeared into the distance. I'm starting to understand Yue Fei a little. If I were him, I wouldn't kill Qin Hui either; that would be too lenient for him. Some hatred cannot be erased by death. Yue Fei would never forgive Qin Hui, nor would he ever kill him. This was the cruelest yet most magnanimous punishment.
Of course, Qin Hui probably had some desire to atone for his sins, but he was mostly afraid of being left behind and subjected to our inhuman torture.
I went up to Xu Delong and said, "Now the mystery is solved. When I was fighting with He Tiandou, you said that you two would not help each other because you needed his memory restoration medicine. Moreover, in this vast sea of people, you needed him even more to help you calculate Marshal Yue's birth date in this lifetime, right? You owe He Tiandou a favor."
Xu Delong smiled and said, "Not entirely, but there's not much difference now."
With the matter settled, Chen Kejiao gently patted me from behind and whispered, "I'll just say a few words to you and then I'll leave."
I turned to look at Baozi, who, unusually open-minded, said, "Go ahead, we're friends in need, after all." Then, gritting her teeth, she whispered in my ear, "You can hug me, but no kissing!"
Chen Kejiao and I reached the roadside. She had completely regained her usual composure and said calmly, "I saw what happened between you two, but I don't really understand it, and I don't want to ask any more questions. I just want to formally thank you for saving me—and for everyone who helped me before." Before I could say anything, Chen Kejiao suddenly bent down and pulled a necklace from her bosom. A crystal-clear Guanyin pendant hung from its clasp. Chen Kejiao smiled mischievously, a rare occurrence for her: "Actually, I've always worn this jade Guanyin."
I took it and looked at it for a few moments, then asked in surprise, "You're not thinking of giving this to me, are you?"
Chen Kejiao snatched it away, saying, "Dream on, I just wanted to show you."
I glanced at Zhu Yuanzhang and instructed her, "Hurry up and put it away, don't let the original owner see it."
Just then, He Tiandou suddenly appeared out of nowhere. He casually brushed past me and whispered, "I've calculated it. Chen Kejiao is the vixen you fell in love with in your past life."
I was dumbfounded. Fate is truly cruel! The poor boy and the rich girl's predestined relationship from their past lives—if they hadn't become god-like beings in this life, who knows how much more passionately they would have been entangled? This is practically another wish-fulfillment novel!
Seeing me in a daze, Chen Kejiao asked, "What's wrong?"
I quickly said, "It's nothing. Some old swindler told me that we were special in our past lives—that even if I wanted to commit suicide, I'd have to kill you first. Also, you were a monster in your past life... uh, a fairy. Believe it or not, just pretend I farted."
Chen Kejiao looked blank and speechless, her expression somewhat lost. I continued, "But we've already come this far. Anyway, you find me awkward and I don't find you very comfortable either, so let's just be friends—but don't try to cheat me next time we do business!"
No wonder, no wonder I felt a sense of familiarity with her from the first time I met her, no wonder I always unconsciously wanted to help her, no wonder I felt so heartbroken when I saw her get hurt. It turns out I owed her something in my past life.
Chen Kejiao was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled brightly: "I'll believe you this once, but I agree with your point about being friends."
I looked at her, opened my arms and said, "I have one more hug slot left, let's use it."
Chen Kejiao smiled and hugged me before turning and leaving.
I kept my arms outstretched and turned to Baozi: "Girl, give this grandpa a smile."
Baozi jumped into my arms with a happy laugh. We even used up several kissing spots...
Baozi asked, "Who is she?" She had never seen Chen Kejiao before.
I hugged her, thought for a moment, and said, "First love."
Past events are like fleeting clouds; since they're all from a previous life, He Tiandou's explanation made everything clear to me. I still love Baozi. Liu Laoliu seems to have told me that to become an immortal, you either have to work for the Heavenly Court or spend three lifetimes with a demon. Now it seems I've already made my choice. Radishes with wine are crisp and refreshing; let's not get into anything ambiguous—actually, I'd really like a harem or something, but I guess Baozi wouldn't allow it…
Liu Bang, leading a group of foreign prisoners who had been beaten to a pulp, asked me, "Should we bury these people alive or burn them?"
Several emperors shouted in unison, "Bury them! Bury them to save trouble!" It seems everything has a master ancestor; these guys don't learn the good things, they only follow Qin Shi Huang's example of burying people and things. Why don't they mention that they have to dig up what they buried themselves?
In the end, I decided to hand it over to the government. As for Lao Hao—he's already been captured by Dai Zong and his gang. I specifically handed him over to Fei Sankou. Lao Fei said he has ways to make people say what they should say and ways to prevent them from saying what they shouldn't say... Lao Hao is in trouble. He'll probably be pinned down by Fei Sankou with a mechanical pencil.
By the end of the day, I feel completely exhausted. I'll deal with everything else tomorrow; I need to get a good night's sleep tonight.
Just as everyone was beginning to disperse, a motorcycle sped towards us from a distance. The person on the motorcycle was wearing a helmet, and when he was about 10 meters away, he suddenly pulled out a pistol. It seemed he had planned this all along; he pointed the gun firmly at Liu Bang. By the time we realized what was happening, it was too late…
The instant the gun fired, Su Wu shoved Liu Bang aside, and we watched as the bullet pierced his chest. The assassin hesitated for a moment, and Ou Peng, Hua Rong, and Pang Wanchun had already made their moves, but this guy was extremely ruthless; he gritted his teeth and dashed across the intersection ahead, carrying a jumble of hidden weapons and arrows on his back. I glanced at his retreating figure and recognized him as Goodbai. His brother had once flirted with Hua Mulan, but the simple-minded Hua Mulan hadn't made things difficult for him. But Liu Bang didn't see it that way; he kicked the Jissbon machine so it was no longer needed…
We surrounded Su Wu together. Liu Bang, no longer caring about the stench on him, grabbed Su Wu's shoulders and shouted, "How are you? Hang in there!"
In fact, Su Wu held on very well. He didn't fall down after being shot, and he didn't even bend over. But it seems that heroes always die like this.
While several Yue Family Army soldiers were frantically trying to get Su Wu into a vehicle to go to the hospital, Lord Su finally realized what was happening. He waved his stick, shooing the soldiers away like they were chasing bored children, and said in a strong voice, "I'm fine!"
We all thought it was a final burst of energy before death. As we carefully opened his clothes to look for the wound, a small copper bullet fell to the ground. It turned out the bullet had struck Lord Su's leather robe and been stopped, only penetrating a tiny bit, not even piercing the second layer…
Later, I really wanted to get my hands on this "Su Yi-style" bulletproof vest as the King of the Great Han, but it really smelled terrible. The 19-year production cycle gave it an incredibly hard shell, but it also brought huge side effects.
When I got home, I saw a complete mess. This was partly due to the mess caused by Goodbai and his gang, and partly due to the efforts of the heroes. Baozi plopped down on the sofa and roared, "Alright, now someone tell me what happened! I want the full version!"
Wu Sangui said solemnly, "I am Wu Sangui, and I am..."
I pushed him away, put my arm around Baozi, and said slowly, "We'll talk about you and Chen Yuanyuan later. Now, I want to tell Baozi about her ancestors..."
Chapter Seventy-Six Generation Gap
"You mean... the big guy came from thousands of years ago?"
“Baozi, that’s not the point. I’ve seen plenty of people who came from thousands of years ago. I’m talking about the big guy… uh, Xiang Yu is your ancestor. Xiang Yu, you know? He’s the Hegemon-King of Western Chu.”
I need to explain this most troubling thing to her first: I've been struggling with the idea that I am my own ancestor for a long time.
After everything that's happened, Baozi had no choice but to believe it or not. After listening to me, she rested her chin on her hand and asked, "Then what should I call my dad?"