CH 6

Fu Nianchi hurriedly put aside the messy thoughts in his head for a while, and stretched out his hand to take off all Ye Canglan’s hot clothes.

Another delay, Ye Canglan would really be scalded to death.

The originally pale skin was reddened by the heat and was about to blister. Fu Nianchi turned his head and said to the maidservants who were still frantically imagining unknown love stories:

“Bring cold water here!”

A few pots of cold water were brought, Fu Nianchi didn’t care if it would make Ye Canglan’s cold worse, so he hurriedly cooled his scalded skin.

Ye Canglan was gasping for breath from the pain, at this time the burn ointment was also brought, Fu Nianchi was about to apply it on Ye Canglan when his hand was held down.

Cough, cough cough… apply for yourself first. “

Fu Nianchi: “…”

Forcibly ignoring the different eyes of the maidservants behind him, he randomly applied scalding ointment on the back of his hand with three or four small red spots, and dealt with Ye Canglan.

Then rub Ye Canglan on a large area.

Physician Chang also rushed over, seeing the situation in front of him, he was really shocked.

When Ye Canglan was finally dealt with, everyone was sweating in the winter.

“Go and rest, don’t worry about me.”

With Ye Canglan’s voice echoing in his mind, Fu Nianchi was in a trance and walked out of the bedroom exhausted.

He had no idea how things were going this way.

Why did Ye Canglan look very afraid of him?

If Fu Nianchi could tell himself yesterday that the tension and fear he saw in the other party’s eyes was an illusion, then Ye Canglan was already trembling in front of him just now.

Fu Nianchi sighed heavily, and decided to go out for a walk to adjust his mood.

In the bedroom, Ye Canglan was lying on the bed, his whole face twisted together in pain.

Physician Chang left, and the maidservants were waiting outside. He only needed to raise his hand and touch the bell next to him to call people over.

Burns are definitely the most painful injuries in the world, bar none.

Ye Canglan only felt that life would be worse than death. Although the quilt blocked most of the damage for him, he was the first to care about Fu Nianchi’s situation, which delayed the best time.

“System.” Ye Canglan hissed and shouted softly, “Is there any way to relieve the pain, I’m going to die.”

【Pain relief requires 100 achievement points to exchange. 】

“Exchange, quickly exchange it for me!”

After a few seconds, Ye Canglan’s expression suddenly relaxed, and finally took off the pain mask, and let out a long sigh of relief.

He lifted the quilt, looked down at his burned chest and arms, and finally felt better after a few days of dullness.

“This is the stigmata, isn’t it?” Ye Canglan touched the row of blisters on his chest with his fingers.

【Yes. 】

“That is to say, with the stigmata, I will be invulnerable to all poisons, my skill will be greatly increased, and I won’t suddenly lose my life?”

【Yes. 】

“That’s pretty good, it’s worth the scalding.” Ye Canglan sighed, he turned over, only to feel pain in his back and waist.

Lying in bed all day is also painful.

Ye Canglan stood up in a paralyzed posture, and rang the bell to ask the maid to deliver the food.

Drowsy and hungry, he was finally able to have a hearty meal.

King Zhao was seriously ill, and it was not good to eat oily foods. The most delicious meal in the table was the plate of pastries.

Ye Canglan ate two pieces, and then put the rest in the box under the bed, hiding it for emergencies.

After finally filling his stomach, Ye Canglan seized the time and did the eighth set of radio gymnastics, exercising his stiff and weak body.

Then go back to bed and lie down.

Hey… such a day, when will it end!

——

Fu Nianchi left King Zhao Mansion.

This is the fourth day he has transmigrated in. Before that, he was in Prince Zhao’s mansion, digesting the fact that he had transmigrated, and he never went out.

Fu Nianchi felt that it was necessary for him to understand the outside world, so that if he really ran away that day, he wouldn’t be blinded.

He was walking alone on the street, and when many vendors saw him, they looked away and quickly lowered their heads.

Fu Nianchi knew it was because of Fourth Young Master Fu’s reputation, if anyone was entangled by him, it’ll be a toss.

Only by experiencing it for yourself can you know how bad the reputation of the original owner is.

But Fu Nianchi didn’t care about these.

He just wanted to save his life as much as possible.

Fu Nianchi followed the flow of people all the way to the busiest main street.

The prosperity of the capital was beyond his imagination. Even in the cold winter months, there were still many vendors selling on the street.

The scene in front of him is much more real and exquisite than the pictures in any costume drama.

Fu Nianchi was thinking about going to a restaurant to experience it, when his shoulder was suddenly hit.

“Sorry.” He subconsciously took two steps back, sideways to make way for the other party.

The person who bumped into him was a dark-skinned, hunchbacked middle-aged man. A quaint jade ring fell from his sleeve and rolled to Fu Nianchi’s feet with a jingle.

Fu Nianchi leaned over to pick up the ring, and as soon as he got his hands on it, he knew that this thing was probably not an ordinary object, and the heavy and warm touch was quite rustic.

He held the ring in his hand, and it didn’t feel cold even in winter, maybe this is the best jade material.

“Here.” Fu Nianchi returned the ring to the middle-aged man, and added a few words, “It’s better to put such an object in a safer place.”

“Thank you, young master, thank you young master.” The man bowed and nodded repeatedly, with a panicked look of accidentally bumping into a dignitary.

“It’s okay.” Fu Nianchi didn’t take it to heart, took another step, and walked past the man.

Little did he know that behind him, the expression on the hunchbacked man’s face immediately sank.

The hand in his sleeve clenched the jade ring tightly, and the lustrous light faintly leaked from between his fingers.

Facing the Wanling Ring dug from the top of Tianshan Mountain, which can breed pure spiritual power, he didn’t respond at all?

Just hand it back to yourself?

The man frowned, and looked back at Fu Nianchi who was about to disappear into the crowd.

Is it possible that he simply didn’t recognize the rare magic weapon that is rarely seen in this world?

No, impossible.

He is the sinner mentioned in the divination. All the monks above the golden core stage in the sect collectively performed divination for three months, even at the risk of not being able to ascend and suffer backlash, they could only get exactly the same result——

【Sinner is present, the sky will be in chaos】

And the direction pointed directly at the capital. According to the clues in the divination, it took them nearly a month to roughly determine the identity of the sinner.

“how?”

The voice came from the man’s spine. If you take off his coat, you will be surprised to find that a sword is bent and attached to his back, completely overlapping with the spine.

“It’s probably him.” Sword Immortal Shao Yun said to the sword spirit with a solemn expression, “Being able to pick up the Wanling Ring with bare hands and not being hit by the powerful and pure spiritual power shows that he is not an extraordinary person.”

They have cultivated to their level, and they can have a certain perception of the state of mind of the people around them. From the beginning to the end, Sword Immortal Shao Yun felt only peace in Fu Nianchi.

Besides, he also reminded himself that he would put the Ring of Souls in a safer place, and he must have recognized that the ring was not extraordinary.

Sword Immortal Shaoyun could see clearly that when returning the Wanling Ring to him, the young man held it in his hand, presumably to test the concentration of the magic weapon’s spiritual power.

Could it be that…such a magic weapon can’t move the sinner?

I can really hold my breath.

“Let’s go, this trip can be regarded as confirming the identity of the sinner.”

Sword Immortal Shaoyun straightened his back, swept away his hunchbacked appearance before, and said softly: “As for the others, there are others to help us find out.”

Fu Nianchi stood still in front of the restaurant.

He looked up at the top floor, wondering if he should go in and take a look.

After transmigrating, he inherited the memory of the original owner, but it was not very clear.

Let’s go in and have a look, come out for a trip, and get a taste of the local customs.

Fu Nianchi was about to go in when he suddenly heard a small voice coming from his feet.

“Master, I haven’t eaten for three days. Please give me a bite of food.”

Fu Nianchi looked down, it was a thin young girl, about seven or eight years old, with disheveled hair and dirty face, only a pair of eyes were particularly bright, revealing a strong longing.

Beggar?

Fu Nianchi couldn’t help but stop.

Most of the people who entered and exited the restaurant were wealthy people, but they all ignored the beggar who was kneeling by the door.

Poor thing.

“How old are you?” Fu Nianchi bent down and asked.

“I, I don’t know.” Beggar replied stammeringly, “My parents are dead, no one remembers my birthday.

So it’s like that.

Fu Nianchi was about to take a few pennies from his waist when he suddenly felt his nose itch.

He tilted his head, waiting for the sneeze to come.

The direction they were facing was a cold alley next to the restaurant.

It’s just that Fu Nianchi waited for several seconds, but the itching in his nose reached its peak but he couldn’t vent it, and it slipped down quickly, leaving him with an unbearable sense of suffocation.

Yes, it didn’t come out.

Fu Nianchi rubbed his nose helplessly, and turned his face straight, only to find that there was a little imperceptible panic in the little beggar’s eyes.

He froze for a moment, thinking it was because the beggar was afraid that he didn’t want to give the money.

“Here, let’s buy some food.” Fu Nianchi immediately put a few pennies in the hands of the beggar.

It’s not that he didn’t think about giving the other party a small piece of silver directly, but he also felt that if someone found out that such a young girl got too much money, something bad might happen to her.

“T-thank you sir!”

The girl kowtowed to him, immediately got up on all fours, and ran away with the money in her hand.

This is a world where rich people smell of wine and meat, and there are starving bones…

Fu Nianchi sighed with emotion and walked into the restaurant.

The girl ran all the way into the alley before stopping.

A middle-aged man with extraordinary bearing appeared from beside her, with a rather ugly expression on his face.

“Master.” The girl didn’t see the cowardly look at all, and spread her palms, “It’s just the most common copper coin.”

“Look carefully.”

The girl looked closely, and was surprised to find that there was a gap in one of the copper coins.

The missing part is exactly aligned with the word “Holy (Sheng)” in “Tiansheng Tongbao”.

She widened her eyes: “Could it be that…he has already recognized that we are members of the Holy Ming Sect?!”

The middle-aged man nodded and said in a low voice: “This man’s ability should not be underestimated. Just now I used the cloak of stealth to hide on the wall of the alley, but he still found the exact location where I hid at a glance.”

“I still squinted my eyes and opened my lips slightly, as if I would be pointed out in the next second. The moment I was stared at by him, I didn’t even dare to breathe.”

The girl looked up and looked towards the top floor of the restaurant.

Her palm hurt a little from gripping the copper coin.

After a while, she said in a deep voice, “Master, I have a hunch that if we can win the sinner to our side, the sect’s revival is just around the corner.”

“Young master, this is not an easy task. All the hexagrams show that sinner will only bring chaos to the world.”

The middle-aged man paused, and said again: “But since the young master wants to do it, as a teacher, he will definitely help him.”

T/L:

Which one do you prefer? Sinner or criminal?