Chapter 48: I Can’t Sleep

Giving the storage bag to Bai Yuming is the best and worst decision.

Bai Yuming didn’t let go of his hand anymore, but he also started a frantic buying mode.

The clay figurines here are fun, then he’ll spend money according to it’s appearance. The children’s hairpins over there looks good, and Bai Yuming has to buy Mo Shulin two for every style he said. There were also other children who’s crying and yelling, wanting their parents to buy the pottery ball, rattle, bamboo trumpet, cloth tiger… so Bai Yuming bought each of everything for Mo Shulin.

It was the first time Mo Shulin received a gift with a bitter face.

“This lantern is really exquisite. The rabbit one is so pretty.” Bai Yuming’s eyes lit up, pulling Mo Shulin closer to the next stall.

“Un.” Mo Shulin replied out of anger.

At least this lantern isn’t a children’s toy.

“You also think this looks good, right? Such an exquisite lantern actually only costs a tael of silver. Auntie, please bring me two of each and every rabbit lanterns.” Mo Shulin hasn’t reacted yet but Bai Yuming has already paid the money.

Mo Shulin: “…”

Mo Shulin didn’t speak after the rabbit and moon lantern was stuffed into his hand.

It’s no wonder that Bai Yuming felt the price is cheap, money currency between cultivators and mortals itself are different.

A low-grade spirit stone can be exchanged for four hundred gold taels, and four hundred gold taels can be exchanged for four thousand silver taels. Even if Bai Yuming bought the whole items in the stall, the price still couldn’t worth a low-grade spirit stone. No matter how poor a cultivator is, they’re still rich compared to mortals.

But mortal’s things usually fray too quick because the items doesn’t contain spiritual energy, and they’re not helpful to cultivation.

Therefore, in Mo Shulin’s eyes, Bai Yuming was stuffing him with trash.

Bai Yuming, who was carrying another rabbit and a moon lantern, pulled Mo Shulin to the enclosure booth, “I haven’t played this for a long time. Little Shushu, do you want to play it?”

Mo Shulin was nonchalant, “No. Master can play it.”

This is a child’s game, and he’s not an actual child.

“Alright. Then you can help me to pick the prizes.” Bai Yuming didn’t hear the dismissive tone in Mo Shulin’s words, stuffed the lantern he was carrying into Mo Shulin’s hands.

Mo Shulin: “…”

Mo Shulin couldn’t help but wonder, how old is Bai Yuming?

“Uncle, give me thirty hoops.” Bai Yuming neatly gave ten cents since it’s written on the paper that one tael can get three hoops.

After receiving the bamboo hoops the uncle handed him, Bai Yuming realizes that he has no hands to spare.

One hand is holding Mo Shulin while the other is holding a bunch of bamboo hoops. There’s also a crowd of people around him, and he didn’t even have a place to put the hoops on the ground.

Looking around, Bai Yuming found a very convenient place, “Come, help master put these hoops aside, then you’ll get a share of the good prizes.”

Before Mo Shulin could react, suddenly there were thirty hoops around his neck.

Mo Shulin: “…”

His brain must be muddled with water just now, when he said that his world will lose all the colors if Bai Yuming disappears.

All the embarrassment and anger in his life were clearly brought by Bai Yuming.

Bai Yuming is definitely wrong when he said Duanmu Jinyan is his natural enemy!

Bai Yuming often played hoop toss with his friends in Middle School and High School. He wasn’t very good back then, could only get ten hoops in one dowel.

But today is different, Bai Yuming has achieved a perfect score, he has completed thirty set with thirty hoops, even the most difficult prizes in the booth are set for him.

“Have you seen it? Have you seen it! I’ve tossed every hoops in!” Bai Yuming was dumbfounded.

Bai Yuming couldn’t believe that he was so powerful.

He can’t let this happiness be felt alone.

Mo Shulin: “…”

Mahayana cultivators have been strengthened in all aspects of their bodies. It’s natural for Bai Yuming to win, and it’s stranger if he failed.

The stall owner’s uncle became unhappy when he knew he has lost money. But when he saw that Bai Yuming was a cultivator, not an existence that mortals like him could afford to offend, the stall owner’s uncle pleased to pack the prizes for Bai Yuming.

Bai Yuming looked at a place full of ugly and cheap things, suddenly didn’t like the prizes that much.

Sure enough, different quantity can bring changes to the quality.

It’ll give off a totally different feeling if he threw one piece of hoop using hard work.

“Little Shushu, you can pick the prizes yourself.” Bai Yuming said.

Mo Shulin: “…”

Mo Shulin’s face is full of rejection, but when he saw Bai Yuming’s tender and doting eyes…

“Just the little rabbit doll.” Mo Shulin could only point to the ugly doll that can’t even be described with words.

The white fur, round body, and two short rabbit ears are the only way to distinguish that it’s a rabbit. The sewed facial features are also crooked, wearing a very rustic floral clothing.

Compared to other items, this thing at least looks like a rabbit.

When only one item was taken from the booth, the stall owner’s uncle, was afraid that Mo Shulin would take his word back, hurriedly offered the prize with both hands, exaggerating Mo Shulin’s vision.

“Ah. What an ugly white mouse.” Bai Yuming firmly refused to admit that it’s a rabbit.

Mo Shulin: “…Mn.”

Mo Shulin held the doll and pretend to not understand Bai Yuming’s naive behavior of referring the rabbit as a rat.

“Put it in.” Bai Yuming couldn’t stand the ugly rabbit, so he simply returned the storage bag to Mo Shulin.

“No. I’ll hold it.” Mo Shulin gave the storage bag into Bai Yuming’s hand. Deliberately held this ugly rabbit so that Bai Yuming wouldn’t always bring garbage to Yuexue Peak.

Bai Yuming: “…”

Looking at the ugly rabbit in Mo Shulin’s arms, Bai Yuming’s desire to buy things plummeted.

But even if he doesn’t want to buy more stuff, there are still countless delicious foods along the way.

“The color of these candied haws are so good. Come, our Little Shushu must have it.” Bai Yuming said and bought two bunches of candied haws.

As soon as one stick was gripped by Mo Shulin’s hands, the other stick had already entered Bai Yuming’s mouth.

When he ate two pieces, Bai Yuming didn’t forget to comment: “This taste is much better than what I had eaten before.”

The plants in Cultivator Continent has grown with spiritual energy, even ordinary fruit trees are more delicious.

Mo Shulin: “…”

Alright.

During the Spring Festival, it’s only right to eat something good. At least these things will be gone after entering the stomach, so there is no need to bring it back to Yuexue Peak as to bring attention to themselves.

The fat rabbit demon who said that he didn’t want to go out has played happily than anyone else.

Throughout the whole afternoon, Mo Shulin was dragged by Bai Yuming to eat countless foods, and gathered to watch several performers. Bai Yuming almost signed up to participate in the Pet Big Stomach competition. If Mo Shulin hadn’t caught him in time, Bai Yuming would’ve find a place to transform into a rabbit.

Mo Shulin thought he would spend the day with Bai Yuming like this, but didn’t expect to get a stomachache when the sun has set.

Bai Yuming hurriedly took Mo Shulin to the nearest medical clinic.

When the doctor saw that Bai Yuming was a cultivator, he was a little bit dispirited, for fear that his medical skills wouldn’t be good enough to cure the boy.

After checking the pulse and asking a few questions, the doctor breathed a sigh of relief, “Child, you’ve eaten too much and it’s not surprising if you got diarrhea. I’ll prescribe some medicine and heat it for a while. After you got out from the hut, drink the medicine and get rid of the illness.”

Mo Shulin: “…”

He has forgotten that he’s only in Qi refining period now, and he could still get sick, so he’s not much different from a mortal.

The doctor said to Bai Yuming, “Even in the Spring Festival, you shouldn’t spoil a child too much, and still have to control them. The child has a weak digestive system. Just a bite or two of delicious food is already enough. No need be greedy.”

“Yes. Don’t worry, doctor. I’ll definitely look after him and won’t let him eat indiscriminately again.” Bai Yuming was embarrassed, remembering that he was the one who stuffed so many things for Mo Shulin just now.

Mo Shulin: “…”

His brain must’ve been clogged with water to think that Bai Yuming is indispensable in his life.

Mo Shulin was resentful, he went into the hut in the clinic’s backyard with his stomachache. Bai Yuming hurriedly followed and stuffed the storage bag into Mo Shulin’s hands.

Seeing the storage bag in his arms, Mo Shulin suddenly forgot to breathe, and a sense of fear reappeared, panicked that Bai Yuming would take this opportunity to turn around and leave.

If Bai Yuming wanted to leave, then this storage bag will be useless. He subconsciously thought of any means available to make Bai Yuming stay by his side.

“I stuffed some toilet paper inside, you can use all of it, no need to save it. I’ll wait for you to finish outside.” Bai Yuming left a few words and quickly walked away.

Mo Shulin: “…”

Mo Shulin also clearly saw Bai Yuming subconsciously rubbing his nose.

It must be from his uncomfortable stomachache that made him think like a fool just now.

Mo Shulin pinched the storage bag and entered the hut.

He’s pretty sure that Bai Yuming is his natural enemy.

After finally emptied his stomach, Mo Shulin walked with his two soft legs and found the wing room that the doctor specially vacated for him to rest. Pushing the door to the wing room, aroma of various foods rushes out, and Bai Yuming was eating a chicken that he didn’t know when it was bought.

Mo Shulin: “…”

Mo Shulin entered the room with his feet, while the heated medicine has already been brought inside.

Seeing the steaming bitter medicine in front of him, compared to Bai Yuming who’s sitting next to a piece of red bean cake, Mo Shulin couldn’t even say the suffering he’s going through inside his heart.

Facing Mo Shulin’s aggrieved eyes, Bai Yuming didn’t forget to show a bright smile, “It’s not that I won’t let you eat, your stomach can’t handle it.”

Mo Shulin almost didn’t catch his breath.

Bai Yuming was absolutely wrong. Duanmu Jinyan isn’t his enemy, Bai Yuming is.

Mo Shulin, who originally felt that there’s no longer any discomfort after diarrhea, was finally lying on the bed with anger when Bai Yuming started to eat wonton noodles.

He couldn’t sleep because of the smell of wonton he inhaled.

He couldn’t sleep because of the chewing voice in his ears.

After Mo Shulin found that Bai Yuming took out a bit of brine from the storage bag, he couldn’t help but exclaimed, “Master, I can’t sleep.”

The food smelled too fragrant.

No wonder the fat rabbit can be so fat, he never stopped eating food.

Bai Yuming thought of many children who couldn’t sleep, and asked, “Does Little Shushu want to hear bedtime stories?”

Mo Shulin felt like he was playing with the rabbit, but thought that Bai Yuming’s mouth wouldn’t have the time to eat if it’s used to tell stories. He modded, “Un. I want to listen to master telling a bedtime story.”

Bai Yuming pulled a stool next to Mo Shulin’s bed, “Then as a master, I’ll tell you a story about a gold mobile phone and a silver mobile phone.”

“No.” Mo Shulin refused mercilessly.

He just ate random things and got a stomachache, he doesn’t want to listen to the story about gold and silver.