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Capítulo 28

She seemed completely unconcerned. Was my mind too dirty? Too wicked? What kind of talk is this from a man? Unless this man is physiologically abnormal.

"Huh? That's strange!"

She actually spoke! I was shocked. She could see me? Ugh! How could I ask such a stupid question? How could she walk towards me if she couldn't see me?

"What's so strange about that?" This time, I said something even more idiotic. How could someone like me, who only has a head left, not be strange? And it's a lifelike, living person. I could already see the reflection in her pupils from her big eyes.

"I find it very strange that a head can still be alive and talking. You know what? This is the first time I've ever seen one like this here."

Huh! She can actually hear me! She stared at me with wide eyes, and what she said made me both laugh and cry. Strange? Why did she say something so innocent and cute, like a child?

I almost blurted out, "You're the strange one! Completely naked, do you think you're showing off your body at an exhibition?" I quickly tried to hide it, even though I was only conscious, I didn't know what my expression looked like. Had I already revealed anything? It's best to be careful when facing the unknown. What if she was some extinct species among the new humans that hadn't been discovered yet? If she had dangerous attributes, then things could get really bad.

Seeing that I didn't speak, she reached out to try and scoop up my head.

Suddenly she screamed and jumped up in a hurry.

"What's wrong? What happened?" The scream startled me and made me a little flustered.

"Insect...insect...insect..." she cried out in fear.

"Damn bugs!" I cursed. At that moment, twenty or thirty strange red-threaded bugs slowly crawled out of my head. The sight was extremely disgusting, especially since a beautiful woman was squatting in front of me. It's a rare thing for a woman not to be afraid of bugs, so it's no wonder she was so nervous and screaming.

She was terrified. I saw her close her eyes tightly, her trembling hand reaching out to me, and bursts of magic sprayed out, darkening the sky and startling me.

The strange red-threaded insect was burned to ashes by magic, and the ground returned to calm. "Amazing!" At this moment, he was even more excited than the boss.

She kept patting her chest, and after calming herself down, she squatted down in front of me. "Huh? Why are you bleeding from your nose?"

Damn it, how could I not get a nosebleed from that pose? I really wanted to yell at her, but she cupped her head in her hands and looked at me at eye level. She opened her eyes wide, leaned in so close to me that we were only three inches apart, and stared at me for a long time. "Ice Man, you're so strange!"

Here we go again. How many times are you going to say that? I quickly changed the subject. "Beautiful lady, what's your name? What exactly happened just now?..." I asked all the questions in one breath.

She looked at me like I was an alien, and then said happily, "You have so many questions! But I can tell you my name. I'm called the Courtesan. What's yours?"

"Housewife?" I muttered, then glared at her. "You haven't finished answering my question yet." She completely ignored my gaze.

The Tomb of Qin Shi Huang (Side Story): The Dragon's Treasure - Chapter 49: The Waiting One

Chapter word count: 2113 Update time: 08-04-05 10:08

I don't know if I was just scared out of my wits, or if she was too naive. I couldn't care less; I was about to meet the King of Hell anyway, so why bother with worldly matters? Suddenly, it dawned on me: she had just come from the opposite direction, through the vines. Wasn't that the direction Princess Jenny and the other three were bathing in the pool?

I quickly pressed on, "Courtesan, did you see my friend over there when you came in?"

"Are they your friends? They're really pretty."

"Yes! They are my friends. Have they left?" I tried my best to control my excitement. It's better to be cautious before knowing more about the other party.

"Yes, they're gone. They left when I came out." The courtesan nodded in confirmation.

I was finally relieved and breathed a sigh of relief. My gaze softened. "You still haven't told me your name?" the courtesan asked me, her large, expressive eyes sparkling.

In my haste, I was only concerned for Lucy and the others' safety and forgot to answer her question. It seems she doesn't seem like a bad person. "My name is Tenglong."

"Tenglong?" The courtesan murmured twice, as if she was thinking about something.

It's truly astonishing that there are still humans in such a place. I remember Princess Jane once said that the origin of humankind was in the ape era, but the Triassic period predates the Jurassic period, with a huge gap in time. It's amazing that such perfectly evolved humans still exist. It seems that history textbooks need to be rewritten and anthropology needs to be re-examined.

Putting aside the fact that humans in the Ape Ancestor era resembled apes, covered in hair, naked, and unaccustomed to human food, what's the logic behind this beautiful woman? She should be captured and taken back to be examined by historians; perhaps we could even make a profit from it.

Having this thought, I wanted to laugh. But then I thought: Tenglong, Tenglong, you're about to report to the underworld, and you're still thinking about that gold coin that you can't take with you when you die. It seems you'll be a pauper for life. As the saying goes, you have to be able to take things on and let them go, and have a calm mind. That's what makes a true doctor.

In his dying moments of repentance, he realized that today was entirely the fault of that gemstone, but...

Before I could think further, the courtesan looked at me for a long time with a complicated expression, as if she was making a decision. "Tenglong, do you want to continue living?"

"Live on? Why would she suddenly ask such a nonsensical question? When it comes to life, who doesn't want to live a long and healthy life? Although I, Tenglong, am not afraid of death, I cannot just throw my life away so easily. If I had a choice, I would really like to know what kind of treasure the Heavenly Dragon is. There are so many dangers on the road, and even if I survive nine deaths, I still don't know where the treasure is. Of course, if God gives me another chance, I will say three words to her: I want to live."

Thinking of that monologue from A Chinese Odyssey is heartbreaking. For something as vital as life itself, I don't think he'd mind borrowing it. On second thought, who would believe a dead person coming back to life? But as for healing wounds, that's true. I remembered Lucy's contract with the Illusion Emperor; he could heal the wounds of Know-It-All and the other two.

The courtesan knew I didn't believe her, and after a long silence, she asked, "Tenglong, do you have someone you deeply love?"

A deeply loved one? What kind of assumption is this? It shouldn't have anything to do with life! I looked at her in surprise, her eyes revealing a hint of tenderness and desolation, the pain and torment of longing after deep love. Could it be that she...? I didn't think any further. When it comes to the person I love most, I don't understand myself, I don't know, and I simply can't answer this question.

When the courtesan saw that I hadn't replied for a long time, she smiled sadly, as if she understood the confusion in my heart. "Only when we meet, spend time together, and share hardships can we understand the longing in each other's hearts."

"Tenglong, let me tell you a story." Her solemn expression gradually softened with happiness, her eyes revealing tender affection and bewilderment as she slowly began the story.

"Many years ago, this place was an untouched wilderness, dark and cold, filled with evil. At that time, the Flower Fairy descended to the mortal world to spread light and happened to pass by. A seed accidentally fell here. Over the long years, the seed sprouted and finally, through its own strength, it enjoyed a piece of sky in the dark world. Flowers, trees, streams, and fragrant grasses flourished, and youthful life was thriving. However, the arrival of a demon broke the tranquility here. The beautiful scenery of flowers and fragrant grasses attracted the demon. However, a beautiful and kind girl lived here and encountered the demon in that picturesque spring."

"During those days, the demon drank and brandished his sword, while the girl played the zither and sang lyrics beside him. Their love blossomed, and they swore eternal vows, promising never to part. Those were the happiest days of the girl's life. But happiness is always fleeting. She remembered that morning when she prepared a sumptuous breakfast, but the demon was nowhere to be seen. Years passed, and she waited, her hopes dashed, believing the demon would return. But she never expected..."

The courtesan didn't continue speaking, her eyes filled with boundless affection. I was also deeply moved. What a silly girl. "What happened next?" I really wanted to know their fate. People who love each other so deeply should be blessed by heaven.

"I never expected to meet you here."

"You waited for me?" I stared wide-eyed, somewhat incredulous. "Could it be... could it be that the girl in the story is you?" What's going on? How did this get involved with me again? According to the different centuries, that was something that happened millions of years ago. I was born in the future, how could there be any connection?

The courtesan nodded. "Yes, it's you! When the demon left, it left a letter saying that whether we can meet again in the future will depend on a young man named Tenglong."

"No way!" Such a thing really exists? Could that old demon be a fortune teller? This is too amazing. He actually guessed that I would come and even remembered my name. This story has me dumbfounded.

The courtesan ignored me, looking somewhat disappointed. "I never expected you to be just an ordinary person."

I know this without you having to tell me. The boss has said it many times before. Sigh, I sighed inwardly. Who told me I was born without magical power?

The Tomb of Qin Shi Huang (Side Story): The Dragon's Treasure - Chapter 50: Resurrection

Chapter word count: 2305 Update time: 08-04-05 10:08

Speaking of strength, I was utterly dejected. The courtesan was lost in thought beside me, her firm breasts pressing against my chest. My consciousness was adrift in a sea of desire. I never imagined that such a beauty existed in the Three Dynasties.

I was panting heavily. "What was that strange insect just now?"

I hope this conversation will distract me from the fact that a beautiful woman's body is right in front of me. Even a virtuous gentleman would find it hard to resist such temptation. It's just too alluring, especially since I've never considered myself a virtuous gentleman.

I finally pulled the courtesan back to reality. She said thoughtfully, "This place was originally a balanced space after the renovation. However, due to the spread of dark forces, it has undergone abnormal changes. The climate is extremely polarized, and creatures kill each other. The laws of nature have been reversed. Therefore, the crystals of bees and butterflies want to use your body to undergo mutation in order to unify all things. The rejected creatures try to destroy it, which is why the scene just now occurred."

"Oh," she seemed to understand somewhat. "Just now I thought I saw two white figures that looked a lot like myself. What was that?"

"Two white shadows? Not just one?" The courtesan looked at me in surprise, then regained her composure. "That means your soul has been taken away by the messengers of hell, Ox-Head and Horse-Face. It seems you're going to the eighteenth level of hell. It looks like you weren't a good person when you were alive." After saying that, she glared at me.

No? I clearly remember seeing two white shadows in my mind. Who exactly is that snake-bodied, human-headed monster? Could I have seen wrong? I really suspect I have delusions, that I'm too frightened and prone to hallucinations.

"Strange! Aren't you an ordinary person? How come you were able to retain consciousness even after your soul was taken away by the messengers of hell and you lost your body? It's truly a miracle!" The courtesan carefully examined me but couldn't find anything suspicious.

"How should I know?" I was speechless for a moment, feeling particularly dejected. Looking like this, neither human nor ghost, I really didn't know what to do next.

“I can help you recover, but…”

"Really?" I was overjoyed when I heard that, as if I had seen hope again.

"Don't be too happy yet, I have a condition."

"What are the conditions?" If I could rebuild my body and be resurrected, I would be willing to accept any conditions, even if it meant shortening my lifespan by a hundred years. However, judging from her expression, the conditions seemed a bit unusual, otherwise she wouldn't be so cautious.

"Find someone for me."

Find someone? Could it be a demon from a story? What kind of condition is this? Friends should help each other. Even if you don't help me rebuild my body, I'm still willing to help. So I confidently agreed: "Don't worry, I'll find him. Even if he's buried three feet underground, I'll dig him out."

"Don't be too happy yet. I haven't finished. The person you're looking for is no ordinary person. He's not a human being; he's a ruthless demon who kills without blinking an eye."

A ruthless demon who kills without blinking an eye? My heart skipped a beat. It would be one thing if I couldn't find the person, but the other party just happened to be a murderous fiend. If I found him, I would die. What should I do? Suddenly, I thought of living a few more years. Wouldn't that be great? Damn it, this doesn't seem like a bad deal. So I decided: "Okay! Who cares what kind of monster he is, this deal is done."

"Okay, I believe you."

"No need for me to swear an oath?" That's too easy! Does that mean the ancients were all simple-minded, physically strong animals?

The courtesan nodded. "It's all fate; no one can force it."

Before I could speak, the courtesan had already begun her work. She spoke of rebuilding her body. How? I was genuinely curious. I stared wide-eyed. I had stumbled upon this extraordinary event. If I could see it clearly, I could write a memoir when I returned. I think I should call it "Theology."

I saw a white shadow float out of the courtesan's body. Could it be her soul? She was beckoning to me, and I felt a light, floating sensation as I rose into the air. She was facing me, her hands forming a mudra, somewhat like the savior Guanyin, muttering to herself. I didn't know what she was chanting, but if I wasn't mistaken, she must be chanting a spell. I remembered the boss saying that every skill has its own specific incantation and Sanskrit.

Suddenly, the courtesan opened her eyes wide, her face pale and bloodless, as if she were enduring great pain. Her face was contorted. Could it be that bringing the dead back to life violated the laws of nature and would result in her suffering? I was shocked and wanted to stop her, but I couldn't move or speak. What was going on?

Seeing that things weren't looking good, just as I was about to continue struggling, a wisp of light, shimmering with delicate beauty, drifted towards me. My agitated and restless heart immediately calmed down, like water flowing into the sea. This feeling was strangely familiar, so familiar, yet I couldn't quite place it. Was it the scent of flowers? I could only smell wisps of delicate fragrance wafting in, seeping into my heart, a warmth that was intoxicating.

A radiant glow surrounded me, and I felt like an unborn baby completely enclosed in the placenta. The warm and fulfilling feeling made me drowsy, and a dreamlike lullaby kept playing in my ears. Gradually... gradually I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep.

I don't know how much time passed before I slowly opened my eyes. All I saw was darkness. Where was I? A white figure drifted from the depths of the darkness. She was smiling at me. It was the courtesan, and she looked much prettier in her white robe.

"You're awake."

I nodded, but all I could see was darkness. "Where am I?"

"This is the intermediate station between darkness and light."

A station between darkness and light? How did I get here? I lay on my back for a long time and tried to sit up. I moved my hands, and huh! I was surprised. I didn't know when, but I had recovered my body. Looking at my naked body, I was completely unharmed.

The courtesan looked at me, panting heavily, "I never imagined that your body would be so exquisite and alluring after the reconstruction. Even I can't help but feel lustful."

The courtesan's panting sounds were like melodious moans, stirring ripples in my heart. That guy actually jumped up in front of her. I quickly pressed him down, but he was extremely restless. I was embarrassed. The courtesan was already blushing, moaning and panting, but she pretended to be calm. "Tenglong, you have been reborn. Remember what you promised me."

I nodded and stood up, feeling no discomfort in my otherwise unharmed body. "Hua Kui, don't worry! Tenglong's resurrection was all your doing. I will definitely take care of the matter of the demons for you."

"Tenglong, if one day you find the demon, please pass on a message for me: I have always been here waiting for him and have never left."

The courtesan's melancholy gaze revealed to me the sorrow and longing within her. At that moment, all I could do was offer my blessings and nod in agreement, and sigh.

What is love in this world? It makes people willing to die for each other.

The Tomb of Qin Shi Huang (Side Story): The Dragon's Treasure of Heaven, Chapter Fifty-One: The Three Knives of Avici Hell

Chapter word count: 2676 Update time: 08-04-08 17:00

"Don't worry! I will definitely convey your message." I wanted to say something more, but at this moment, I was afraid of shattering her last hope. If that were the case, it would make her feel even more desolate. That would be an absolutely cruel sight. Waiting in vain for the years to wither away, the pain of that longing is something I cannot understand now.

In truth, the courtesan knew that in this vast land, with its boundless mountains and rivers, finding someone was no easy task, especially since the other party was just an ordinary person. Although she was unwilling to discuss the outcome, she still held onto a sliver of hope. It was that spark of hope that illuminated the hazy road ahead, allowing her to persevere in her wait.

"Tenglong, let's go out."

The courtesan gave a forced smile and pulled my hand as we walked into the darkness.

The dark world before me seemed to lead nowhere. The courtesan had once said that this was the intermediate station between darkness and light, and perhaps the exit was not far ahead. I carefully looked around, but it was pitch black, so dark that I couldn't see my own hand in front of my face. If it weren't for her wearing a white robe and holding my hand, I would probably be like a wild beast trapped in a black cage, lost forever.

I kept walking forward until I finally saw a glimmer of light. I was overjoyed. "Look, the exit!" I quickened my pace and ran towards the light. The light grew brighter and brighter, and the opening grew larger and larger. I saw it! I saw it! I couldn't contain my excitement. I longed for the bright world I had been reborn into.

I stopped in my tracks. Although the world before me was bright, we were suspended in mid-air. Looking down, the sheer drop of the cliff made me dizzy. It was too high; if we went down like this, we would surely be smashed to pieces.

I wanted to ask the courtesan a question, but she grabbed my hand and spoke first, "Tenglong, this is just a realm of my consciousness. Before you see the memories, I want to tell you a few things."

"What is it?" The light is already at our feet, so why do we have to talk about it here? I have a vague feeling that something is amiss.

The wind was strong in the air, whistling past and gently brushing against the courtesan's soft hair. She didn't turn her head, but just gazed affectionately at the distant view before her. "Tenglong, do you know about the White Tiger Star?"

White Tiger Star? Why would she suddenly ask this question? I've heard a bit about the White Tiger Star in the martial arts world. It's said that "white" refers to a woman, "tiger" refers to a fierce person, and "star" refers to appearance. The three words together mean that a woman with the White Tiger Star is a femme fatale, whose fate is extremely unpredictable and will bring trouble to others. It is a forbidden technique, the main culprit of bloodshed.