When Lin Mu went to work the next day, he was still in a trance, and his complexion was still very bad.
It was probably because he fell asleep last night to his father’s favourite bedtime stories, which resulted in him having nightmares all night.
After all, Di Xiu’s ghost stories weren’t ordinary ghost stories.
No matter how peaceful Di Xiu’s personality was, he was still a great monster, and was even a great monster that dealt with the minds of others on a spiritual level — to put it simply, if one listened to the stories Di Xiu said, they would see the people and things mentioned in the story.
Lin Mu experienced a night of holographic ghost stories as if he was actually there, and almost pulled off Qin Chuan’s dragon’s bread.
Qin Chuan himself was no better. Probably because he had never seen such scenes before, he was so scared that his dragon scales had stood on its ends, and kept diving into their arms.
The Ginseng Baby and the other three little monsters ran directly into the greenhouse, because if they couldn’t hear, then they couldn’t see.
It was only Lin Mu, who wanted to accompany his father, and the Dragon Vein, who wanted to take both Relaxed Emperors home, that managed to strengthen their wills and stay.
Oh, and Yan Xuanjing, who had always been very calm and collected.
So, in the end, they ended up hanging all over Yan Xuanjing, who seemed fearless and courageous.
According to Di Xiu, Lin Xueji’s favourite stories used to be ghost stories, so he could only tell ghost stories.
Lin Mu arrived at the office in a trance, and decided that later, he would buy some peaceful and warm fairy tales or children’s stories for his father to read.
Anything else was fine, other than ghost stories.
They made him feel that even in the middle of the day, something was going to pop out from a dark corner.
Lin Mu took in a deep breath and opened the office door.
A dark shadow sprang out from the office.
Lin Mu shivered with fear, a series of last night’s horror images flash through his mind, and his conditioned reflex was to raise his foot and kick.
The dark shadow that rushed over noticed that the situation wasn’t right and stepped on his brakes.
Lin Mu took a closer look, let out a sigh of relief, and his weariness and tiredness went up another level, “it’s Da Hei…… How come you’re back?”
“The Old Turtle asked me to return, and I’m useless even if I stayed there.” Da Hei looked at Lin Mu’s complexion and his trance-like manner, “what’s the matter with you? You look so frail.”
“I watched a couple of ghost films before going to bed and dreamed the whole night.” Lin Mu went to his seat, took off his hat and collapsed on his chair, half-dead.
The sun shone in and fell on the little seedling on his head, and the seedling was also wilting.
“It’s not going well for you guys?”
“It’s actually okay.” Da Hei looked at Lin Mu’s overly shocked appearance, jumped onto his own seat, pulled out the drawer and rummaged through it as he said, “recently, Di Wu committed another crime again, and they haven’t been able to stop it. Every time they found a clue, it would be a trap, and they couldn’t get any pattern at all. But seeing that Di Wu didn’t have the intention of hurting them, they left, only leaving the Old Turtle and another human to keep on tracking.”
Lin Mu was stunned, “what? Di Wu committed major crimes, right? You guys are leaving just like that?”
“No. For us, as long as he doesn’t go insane and wish to kill everybody stained with the karma, it’s okay. As for personal feuds, we don’t care.” Da Hei searched for some time, and finally found a small box, “take this, it’s used to eliminate nightmares and shock.”
Lin Mu took the small box and asked, “nobody cares about the people who died?”
“They care. Isn’t there Old Turtle and a human left?” Da Hei replied, “our existence isn’t within the scope of human laws, and special existences on the side of humans also have their own special rules, which are different from ordinary humans.”
That was good.
Lin Mu felt that this was a little double standard of him, but it didn’t matter.
Ever since he knew that Di Wu’s matter was simply about revenge, and knowing that with a body full of merit, he wouldn’t have to worry about Di Wu’s soul scattering, he was too lazy to tell Di Wu about what should and shouldn’t be done.
Di Wu could go wherever he wanted to go, and as long as he didn’t have to pay anything for it, everything else was a small problem.
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. It couldn’t be simpler.
Without the intervention of a third party like law enforcement, then it couldn’t be better.
Although even if there was any intervention, Di Wu didn’t seem like the type that would care.
Lin Mu opened the box in his hand.
There were several pods inside the box, and inside the pods were several brown fruits that gave off a light scent.
“What’s this?” Lin Mu asked.
“Fruit of the Zhizhu Grass.1植楮草, another plant in Shan Hai Jing, the fruits in it’s pods can be used to clear depression and nightmares It’s usually eaten after receiving a shock or having a nightmare. After all, we’re in charge of everything here, and we occasionally help to treat miscellaneous diseases.” Da Hei asked as he wore his clothes, “speaking of it, did some extraordinary being come to our office?”
Lin Mu paused, “en?”
“Somehow I feel that there’s a…… en…… I don’t know how to describe it, but an extremely powerful scent.” Da Hei smacked his lips for a while. but couldn’t get a proper description, “probably this sort of feeling.”
Lin Mu looked up and sniffed, and after sniffing for a long time, he couldn’t smell anything.
Da Hei looked at him, “you’re not a dog.”
Lin Mu lowered his head and ate the fruit, and only felt that the chill and the fatigue twining around his heart slowly dissipating. He looked at the dark corner, and could no longer see the frightening shadows in his imagination.
Letting out a sigh of relief, Lin Mu answered Da Hei, “there hasn’t been any particularly great beings.”
After speaking, he closed the lid and paused.
It didn’t seem right to say that there weren’t any great beings……
Qin Chuan seemed to be one.
However, his behaviour and actions were too dog-like, until the point when they hung out with each other, but he couldn’t even remember what a great existence his original form was.
The existence of Dragon Veins was indeed quite awesome.
But this had to be kept a secret from Da Hei.
“There’s also a very nice scent on you.” Da Hei muttered.
Lin Mu looked up at him, and realised that the good scent that Da Hei mentioned from probably Di Xiu’s scent.
— Different from him, a half-monster. As a pure, whole and complete Relaxed Emperor, his father’s scent was completely different from his.
Gentle, with a strength that couldn’t be ignored.
Lin Mu decided to quickly skip over this topic and said, “you’re back just in time, I have to take a day off tomorrow.”
“My mother’s death anniversary.” Lin Mu said, and paused, “what I say to her, she wouldn’t know, right?”
“Generally speaking, as long as they aren’t being punished in hell, they would have been reincarnated.” Da Hei thought about it, “I heard the ghost messengers say that on the anniversary of their death, even if they’ve been reincarnated, the other party would also be able to receive their thoughts, although it’s usually through dreams or something like that, and it’s forgotten pretty quickly.”
“That’s great.” Lin Mu placed the box in his hand on the table, and the corner of his lips lifted slightly in a smile, “there’s some things that I have to tell her.”
Such as his father’s return.
Or that his uncles weren’t what he thought they were.
Or that he wasn’t alone now, and his house was lively every day.
“Then in general, what would be an appropriate gift for humans?” Lin Mu thought of his two uncles, and asked.
“Ah?” Da Hei paused, “what kind of humans? Alive or dead?”
“Elders, alive.” Lin Mu answered.
Lin Mu wasn’t a stranger to giving gifts to his elders.
He had always given gifts to Elder Tan who took care of him, every year during the New Years.
Only, he wasn’t considered an ordinary human now, and he wanted to send something uncommon. After all, many things that monsters had were quite useful for humans.
“Send a year’s worth of ginseng, or a pot of flowers, and grow a couple of Morning Dusk inside.” Da Hei thought that this really was feasible, and rubbed his hands together and said, “anyways, humans can’t see the Morning Dusk, and it can protect them against demons and monsters.”
Lin Mu felt that this made sense.
In any case, he didn’t have any other special skills as a human.
Lin Mu went to the bookstore after work, bought a set of fairy tale books, a set of children’s books and a bunch of famous books, and returned home with a bag full of knowledge.
Di Xiu liked reading books very much, because in the past, almost all of his spare time was spent reading the miscellaneous books that the great monsters brought for him.
But when Lin Mu returned, he found that his father was sitting on a tree branch, holding a tablet and watching a movie.
Lin Mu stood outside the yard for a while, and with his hearing that was far beyond ordinary humans, he realised that his father was watching a ghost movie featuring a certain woman whose name started with ‘S’.2original text said a woman with the surname ‘贞’, and ‘贞子’ is Chinese for Sadako.
No wonder the four little monsters couldn’t be found in the yard today.
After all, Di Xiu was watching a ghost movie.
Even if they didn’t look, and only heard, they would still get immersed into it under the Di Xiu’s influence.
Lin Mu glanced at the well shrouded in gloom that had appeared in the yard before he even knew it and shivered, “Dad!”
Di Xiu controlled a twig of his main body and poked at tablet, pressed paused, and spread his lush branches and waved to his son who had just rushed back from work.
The well also disappeared instantly.
Lin Mu breathed a sigh of relief, “I bought a lot of books back, don’t watch ghost movies anymore.”
Di Xiu was slightly startled, and showed some disappointment.
His son was afraid of ghosts.
This was something that Di Xiu never expected.
After all, his son’s mother was a fan of ghost movies.
The tree stretched out his branches, turned off the screen that was showing the movie and placed the tablet on the swing beside him.
Di Xiu followed behind his precious baby son and asked softly, “is work going well?”
“Quite good. I just got my salary and bonus today.” Lin Mu replied, and looked at the little monsters playing with toys and throwing the Frisbee with the Dragon Vein and couldn’t help but smile, “you scared them so badly.”
Di Xiu blinked, “I never expected monsters to be afraid of ghosts.”
Lin Mu said, “because the netherworld’s government is very efficient now, and ghosts are rarely seen in the Central Plains. All the ones left are fierce ghosts, and I heard that they won’t go all over the place.”
“Lin Mu!” The little Ginseng threw away the toy duckling in his hand and ran over, carefully looked at the yard, and let out a sigh of relief when he discovered the yard didn’t have any abnormality. He relaxed and acted in a spoilt manner, “you’re back.”
Lin Mu rubbed his head, “en, I’m back.”
“I made durian daifuku, manga daifuku, and ice cream daifuku today!3A mango daifuku. ” The little Ginseng happily straightened his chest, the puffed up his checks and turned to look at Milky who was lying at the side, and complained, “but Milky stole the ice cream one.”
Yan Xuanjing shook his ears.
Yan Xuanjing frowned.
He clearly ate it without hiding.
How can something he ate openly be called stealing?
“And Milky said not to tell you.” The little Ginseng continued to complain, “but you came back from work, and the ice cream he ordered hasn’t arrived!”
Lin Mu looks at Yan Xuanjing doubtfully, “you like to eat this?”
Milky laid there in a dignified manner, and gave a slight nod.
“Then buy more, it’s okay with me.” Lin Mu patted the little Ginseng’s head, watched as the little guy ran into the kitchen, then turned his head to look at Di Xiu, “tomorrow, I’ll be going to see Mum. Dad, can we go together?”
Di Xiu paused, looked at his translucent hands, and nodded.
He returned to the courtyard and broke off a thin branch and gave it to Lin Mu.
He couldn’t go too far away from his original body, but if Lin Mu brought along a branch, he could keep up with some difficulty.
Lin Mu ate dinner and accompany Di Xiu to bathe under the moonlight.
He thought that after buying new books, tonight’s bedtime story would be a little gentler, but he never expected that out of a pile of fairy tales, children’s books and famous works, Di Xiu could manage to find <The Phantom of the Opera>.
Lin Mu stared at the magnificent opera house in front of him, shoved the Dragon Vein in his arm to the little Ginseng, and took the chance before the slightly creepy plot begin, patted his butt and left the battlefield.
Yan Xuanjing stood on the roof, staring into the void, as if he was dreaming.
Sensing that Lin Mu had climbed up to the roof, he turned his head slightly, “not listening to the bedtime story?”
“Bedtime ghost stories are bad for health.” Lin Mu carried two small stools to the roof and gave Yan Xuanjing one, “also, I can’t let you be the only one awake to keep watch every night.”
Yan Xuanjing corrected him, “monsters don’t need to rest like humans.”
“But if you don’t rest, you’ll be tired.” Lin Mu looked at Yan Xuanjing, who was still sitting upright despite sitting on a small stool, took back his line of sight and reached out to play with the moon essence that fell in front of him.
He looked at the tree downstairs, fell in a trance for a while, and asked, “what’s the Great Wilderness like?”
Yan Xuanjing thought for a moment, and replied, “the scenery is more beautiful compared to the Central Plains, but there’s the scent of blood everywhere.”
“It doesn’t sound like suits me.” Lin Mu muttered.
Yan Xuanjing shook his head, “the Relaxed Emperor’s valley is different.”
The valley where Di Xiu lived was like a paradise.
Peaceful and comfortable, without killing or enemies.
Before his father and the rest got in touch with the valley, because of the nature of the sacred tree Relaxed Emperor, there were hardly any monsters that had evil thoughts about Di Xiu.
Any monster that approached would be soothed by Di Xiu’s power.
And many great monsters would not lay a hand on a sacred tree beloved by the world because they desired Di Xiu’s power.
Just a few monsters alone couldn’t bear the karma of killing a sacred tree.
Before Di Wu’s incident, most sacred trees and flowers were very safe.
As for what happened after that, the whole world knew.
But since the Relaxed Emperor’s valley was not affected, so it had always been well protected.
In Yan Xuanjing’s five hundred years of memory, there had never been a place more special than the Relaxed Emperor’s valley, and no monster in the Great Wilderness was silly as Di Xiu.
— No, he couldn’t be called silly.
What Di Xiu had to use, he would use. Not to mention there was an even sillier Lin Mu at the bottom.
“You probably would like that valley.” Yan Xuanjing paused, “if you’re willing to go to the Great Wilderness.”
Lin Mu couldn’t imagine what the Great Wilderness was like, but he felt that he couldn’t be like his father, staying in a place for thousands of years without getting bored.
“It’s too boring to stay in a valley. It’s better to stay in the Central Plains, at least it’s relatively safe.”
“You can go out, too.” He tilted his head to look at Lin Mu, “I’m not the same as my father. I haven’t taken the throne yet, so I don’t have that many responsibilities and affairs, and can accompany you and protect you.”
“Although my strength hasn’t reached the top, it’s not a problem to bring you all over the Great Wilderness.”
When Yan Xuanjing said this, there was no expression on his face, his voice was cold and clear without any fluctuations, as if he had just thought about it and said it, bringing a strange sense that it was something that should be taken for granted.
“Anywhere you want to go, I’ll accompany with you.”
Lin Mu stared at him for a long time, slowly took back his line of sight and raised his hand to chest his chest.
There was something violently jumping there that gave off a strange aching feeling.
Lin Mu pursed his lips and raised his hands to cover his face, “Yan Xuanjing, can I ask you something?”
Yan Xuanjing startled, “yes.”
Lin Mu covered his face and said in a muffled voice, “as the next ruler of a country……is your marriage decided?”
Yan Xuanjing replied, and wondered why Lin Mu had asked this.
He tilted his head to look at Lin Mu, and realised that the youth loved by the moon essence had curled into a small ball sitting on a small stool. His head was lowered and his face was buried between his arms, and the tips of his ears were an unusual shade of light right, and there was a cluster of light rolling down from his hair, the halo penetrating the light red colour, like clear blood jade.
Yan Xuanjing’s eyes drifted and he saw the white neck behind Lin Mu’s collar.
There were a few moon essences that fell on his neck, rolling and nudging, making it seem like that small piece of skin was glowing.
The fox spirit was somewhat in a trace as he recalled Lin Mu’s bare back that he had seen while treating him, when Lin Mu had first attracted moon essence.
It was also like this patch of skin, white and bright, as if it could emit a little light.
Yan Xuanjing froze for a while, slowly took back his gaze, glanced at the reddish tip of Lin Mu’s ears, pressed down the heat that came from nowhere and pondered for two seconds, “are you ill?”
“…… Hurry up and shut up.”
Lin Mu covered his face, and his voice had a trace of helplessness.
The fox spirit obediently closed his mouth.
The translator has this to add:
Yan Xuanjing, you tried.
Daifuku! Filled mochi. A sticky Japanese sweet usually filled with fillings like fruits, or ice cream. The base recipe is usually the same, with the fillings or flavourings being different. Click the image for a link to a strawberry daifuku recipe.