Chapter 49: The Fireworks are Coming

“Then… I’ll tell you the second version of the gold mobile phone and the silver mobile phone story.” Bai Yuming said with difficulty.

“…Master, have you read so many stories that you can’t think of anything else?” Mo Shulin asked in disbelief.

Bai Yuming rubbed his nose, he said with embarrassment: “I could only think of this one right now.”

“And the story is being told from my mouth, so you’ve probably never heard it before. Once you heard it, you’ll understand the meaning of this story.” Bai Yuming argued with sophism.

“What’s more, I’m not a storyteller. The judges that critiques the food may can’t cook.”

Although this judge’s body can’t cook, but the energy inside that mouth can go up and down, reciting more than a dozen recipes. Mo Shulin thought to himself.

But Mo Shulin said: “Master is right.”

“Oh, you’re full of duplicity. You must’ve speak ill of me again in your heart.” Bai Yuming knew when Mo Shulin was faking or not at a glance.

But he knew Mo Shulin wasn’t being malicious, only occasionally disagreed with each other.

Even children raised from childhood to adulthood will have disagreements, not to mention Mo Shulin, an orphan who already has his own personality and needs to survive on his own.

Compared to raising a silly white lotus who believes everything others say, Bai Yuming still hopes that Mo Shulin has his own judgment.

Mo Shulin wanted to say something, but in the end he bit his lip and didn’t speak anymore.

In order to please Bai Yuming, he often act with hypocrisy. But he really does care about Bai Yuming, though those affections seems fake and unconvincing when he said it in words.

Bai Yuming couldn’t see anything from Mo Shulin’s calm exterior.

Bai Yuming thought for a while and sighed, “I’ll just tell you the story of gold mobile phones and silver mobile phones.”

Mo Shulin nodded, didn’t refuse this time.

Bai Yuming used a very familiar story opening, “Once upon a time in the future, there’s a girl who used her mobile phone to take selfies by the river. As a result, her mobile phone fell into the river by accident.”

Listening to Bai Yuming’s words, Mo Shulin thought of a woman by the river using her hands and chickens… to slap herself?

Slap herself?

Mo Shulin was still calm, didn’t interrupt Bai Yuming because he didn’t understand.

When he was a child, he often heard his mother telling him bedtime stories, and the sentence his mother often said was: Some things aren’t meant to be understood now, but when Shulin grows up, he’ll naturally understand.

Bai Yuming tried his best to organize his words, “The girl is panicked when she lost the phone she bought for more than ten thousand yuan. She was so anxious that she wanted to jump into the water immediately.”

She was panicked to jump into the water? More than ten thousand yuan? Is it a high-grade spirit stone? Mo Shulin couldn’t help but to bite his tongue.

A hand chicken requires more than ten thousand high-grade spirit stones, which is indeed a huge sum of money for low-level cultivators who can’t protect themselves against water currents.

“At this moment, a man appeared in the river.” Bai Yuming suddenly used an exaggerated tone. “This man turned out to be a river god. The river god is in charge of everything in the water, but he prefer honest children and hate naughty children the most.”

Mo Shulin: “…”

Did Bai Yuming took this opportunity to slap him in the face because he’s dissatisfied with his duplicity?

“The river god, who hates naughty children, didn’t directly hand over the phone to the girl, but said: “Beautiful young girl, did you lose a gold mobile phone? Or a silver mobile phone? Or, is it a sydney mobile phone that has a broken screen, lost it’s original charging cable and full memory after it hasn’t paid the 24th loan?'” Bai Yuming lowered his voice to impersonate the role of river god.

What’s a snow pear hand chicken?

He had only heard of snow pear chicken soup because his mother had stewed it once, but he didn’t like the snow pear’s soft texture inside the boiled soup, so his mother changed it to chestnut stewed chicken soup.

Mo Shulin couldn’t understand Bai Yuming’s bedtime story more and more.

“The girl immediately said: ‘I lost the sydney mobile phone.'” After Bai Yuming imitate the girl, he changed back to the river god role. “The river god touched his smooth and shiny beard with satisfaction and said: ‘Very good, honest girl, I’ll give you all three mobile phones. I hope you can always keep your honesty and kindness.’ After that, the river god slid down and returned to the water.”

Mo Shulin: “…”

Why does the river god have to slid down? Is he a man or a fish?

Before the story was finished, Bai Yuming imitated a teenager, “A passerby on the side of the road was confused. He asked: ‘Miss, why do you insist on using the sydney mobile phone? Although all three mobile phones can’t turn on because it fell to the water, but gold is more valuable. If I were you, I would choose the gold one.””

Mo Shulin: “…”

So what is a hand chicken?

“The girl sighed and said: ‘You men don’t understand. There are photos of me that I haven’t posted and chat records between me and my friends in this phone. Such an important thing, even if I could exchange it with diamond plated phones, I still wouldn’t want it.’” Bai Yuming finally finished telling the bedtime story and began to ask, “So, Little Shushu, do you understand the message from this story?”

Mo Shulin: “…”

His impression of this hand chicken was the snow pear chicken soup. When it came to images that haven’t got posted and chat records of her friends, he only knew the meaning of the individual words when it’s seperated, but didn’t understand anything when it got combined.

Glancing at Bai Yuming’s encouraging eyes, Mo Shulin bite the bullet and said: “Honesty can get three hand chickens?” Bai Yuming did not deliberately correct Mo Shulin’s grammatical errors, continued to encourage him: “Yes, this is one of the principles. What else?”

“Chat history? Images that weren’t posted?” Mo Shulin couldn’t understand Bai Yuming’s story, so he could only extract useful information with his intuition.

“Yes, yes. You’re so smart. So? What have you learned?” Bai Yuming felt that Mo Shulin was really intelligent, he could find the focus of the story all at once.

Mo Shulin: “…”

It is said that clever women can’t cook without rice. Mo Shulin faced a bunch of unintelligible words and had to explain the meaning of it. It’s really hard being a Demon Lord.

Mo Shulin frowned and thought for a while, only to reform Bai Yuming’s words to evade the question, “Even if you got a big diamond, you still can’t change the images you posted and the chat records with your friends?”

“Yes.” Bai Yuming didn’t recognize that Mo Shulin only revise the last paragraph of the story, was cheerful and said, “So, ah, no matter how beautiful the appearance is, how expensive the value is, the times that got experienced together can’t be replaced by price.”

“In terms of value, gold mobile phones and silver mobile phones may be more expensive than sydney mobile phones, but nothing is more expensive than memories.”

“It’s the same for you. You may not be as good as a gold and a silver mobile phone, but you’ll definitely be a precious treasure that someone is unwilling to replace with anything.” Bai Yuming smiled and rubbed Mo Shulin’s head, “Be confident. You are that unique sydney mobile phone.”

Mo Shulin: ” ……”

Although he felt that Bai Yuming was being too dramatic, but his words really did hit the soft spot in his heart.

Now he’s what Bai Yuming described as that disgusting snow pear hand chicken with a broken screen while still haven’t paid the 24th loan, lost the original charging cable, and full memory, right?

But does someone really cares about this kind of hand chicken and won’t change it for golden chickens and silver chickens?

“Master, if someone trades me with a golden chicken, would you do it?” Mo Shulin asked with no confidence. He was suddenly insecure and wanted to know the answer.

“Of course not.” Bai Yuming squeezed Mo Shulin’s face, “The golden mobile phone won’t help me comb my hair, help me make money, and ran around the street with a stomachache.”

Mo Shulin: “… “

He actually mentioned the matter of his stomachache.

Very good, the warmth is gone, he’s also getting tired of seeing each other anyway.

Mo Shulin laid on the bed, covered himself with a quilt, and expressed his anger with actions and silence.

The room became very quiet, but there was no sound of Bai Yuming leaving.

Mo Shulin was a little flustered. He hopes to enter into a comfortable relationship with Bai Yuming, that’s unrestrained and natural, like a teacher and friend, but he’s afraid that Bai Yuming wouldn’t be what he imagined.

After a while, Mo Shulin couldn’t help but turned around to see if Bai Yuming had left.

Suddenly there was a warm touch on his forehead.

Bai Yuming kissed his forehead.

“Little fool. How can a golden mobile phone compare to my little disciple.” Bai Yuming tucked the quilt for Mo Shulin, “Okay, the story is over, go to bed. When you wake up, master will take you to play again.”

Mo Shulin nodded, perserving all his memories in the warmest place.

Although he wanted to ask, if one day he fell into the water, the river god would take out a clever disciple, a powerful disciple, and a demonic disciple. Who would Bai Yuming choose?

There were still thoughts in his mind, though Mo Shulin didn’t dream, but he still slept well.

Opening his eyes, sat up, Mo Shulin made a decision. The room was dimly lit, but Bai Yuming, who was supposed to be with him, disappeared.

Before Mo Shulin could feel anxious, he saw a piece of paper beside the bed.

There was nothing written on the paper, but only a drawing of a simple hut with a sleeping little boy and a chubby rabbit on the roof.

Mo Shulin put his clothes on, walked outside the room, and he saw Bai Yuming sitting on the blue tiled roof.

In the Spring Festival, Lifeng City is full of lights and festivities.

Although it’s not as bright as daylight, but Mo Shulin was able to percieve Bai Yuming’s expression and behavior through the city light.

Bai Yuming sat on the roof with his legs straightened, staring at the surrounding scenery. Seeing Mo Shulin came out, Bai Yuming waved to him.

Mo Shulin used the escalation talisman to get on the roof.

“Why did the master come up here?” Mo Shulin even wanted to ask if the master didn’t want to accompany him, so he came out to take a breather.

“You woke up at the right time, you’ll see the fireworks in a while. I heard a rich businessmen set off fireworks every day at Spring Festival in Lifeng City.” As he was talking, Bai Yuming took out a few piece of pastry from his storage bag, “Eat something to cushion your stomach first, I’ll bring you some medicine.”

Mo Shulin frowned when he heard that he’ll need to drink the medicine.

He wasn’t afraid of torment, but every time he thought of the reason why he’s taking medicine and the embarrassment he went through, he had the urge to be born again.

Bai Yuming came back with the medicine, and saw Mo Shulin’s expression, he suddenly smiled, “Be good, I have a lot of good candies and I’ll give it to you once you’ve drink the medicine. It’ll only be bitter for a while.”

Mo Shulin took the bowl of medicine, pretending to be a child, said: “I’m not afraid to drink medicine, I just think it’s unfair. Obviously we ate the foods together, but master is still fine.”

After speaking, Mo Shulin drank the medicine into his stomach in one gulp.

Bai Yuming knew Mo Shulin was implying about Feiyun Valley’s destruction.

In the face of life and death, he felt powerless in everything he said.

Bai Yuming simply quoted from other people, “How can it be unfair. There’s once a saying, ‘This world is fair to everyone, it’ll give people blessings but it’ll also take something away.'”

“People can’t be alone. Acknowledge on what you’ve lacked and be grateful on what you already have.”

In the night sky, Mo Shulin felt Bai Yuming’s body exuded a faint halo, almost as if he’d become an immortal in the next moment.

Mo Shulin subconsciously grabbed Bai Yuming’s wide sleeves and asked, “But, I can only see what the god has took away from me, I can’t see what he gave me.”

Bai Yuming withdraws the sleeves out of Mo Shulin’s hands.

Mo Shulin’s heart twitched, would Bai Yuming also leave him?

Bai Yuming returned by grasping Mo Shulin’s hand, and said again, “‘God will give you something that’s more important, but he’ll keep it secret.'”

He doesn’t want Mo Shulin to indulge himself in grief, so he ended this topic.”The fireworks are starting.”

With a bang.

The huge fireworks exploded in the night sky, light bloomed in an instant, and like blazes, it disperse and vanish.

Bai Yuming’s beautiful face faded by the dark night, though it seems that no matter how it changes, he already carves Bai Yuming’s appearance in his heart.

On the eighth day of the first lunar month, Mo Shulin’s emotions had rose and fell.

He accompanies Bai Yuming to shop for a day, ate foods for a day, had a stomachache, and listened to a bunch of incomprehensible words.

Mo Shulin felt that he’s out of luck.

But after hearing Bai Yuming’s words, Mo Shulin couldn’t help to fall into a daze.

Everything that he has experienced now, is just a passing moment in a hundred years in the future. Whether it’s good or bad, is based of other people’s opinion. He shouldn’t speculate on others with his own subjective ideology.

No matter how others will think of it, he’s already happy and placid at this moment, willing to stay by Bai Yuming’s side.

There might be reincarnations, or there might not.

But he did experience his whole life from the bottom, got reborn and came to Bai Yuming’s side.

Suddenly, he felt a gentle rub on his head. Mo Shulin glanced up and saw Bai Yuming who was smiling at him.

Perhaps his bad luck has been exchanged for something more important.