Travel To The World Of Ca Li
Stiff Geranium Egoist & Dandelion
The night sky with the dim light of the moon covered by the fog of winter clouds looks so gray. At this moment, a warm shining candle illuminated the darkness of the room.
Xiu Qixuan sat on the side of the bed with her eyes staring blankly, as if she was re-examining the knowledge she had just gained.
_Flashback On_
"Dumb girl, you finally met that thing, huh?" Lao Yong asked so excitedly staring at the scar of the demonic aura power that had not disappeared on Xiu Qixuan's body.
"You wounded the creature that was the source of the world's destruction, the teleportation power that came from the aura of life slowly rose." baijin Hu said after Xiu Qixuan told him the details of how he managed to escape the death inscribed by Devil Zi.
"It's just like a small scratch to him. But, it is good enough for the first step" Lao Yong said indifferently.
"Why do you call it a creature? Judging from everywhere he is still human" Xiu Qixuan said with a frown, for some reason he was not comfortable hearing the words he thought were strange.
"Because we don't know what to call it." Grunts Lao Yong indifferently.
"What kind of creature is he?" xiu Qixuan asked lightly.
"Mixed." Baijin Hu replied briefly and suddenly.
"blends?" xiu Qixuan muttered with a slight tilt of her face puzzled. "What mix? Demons with humans or with gods?!" his pedicab.
"Eum, maybe. it's all complicated." Baijin Hu replied ambiguously.
"A lot of questions, find out for yourself. You think a great heavenly beast like us is an information guild for you?!" lao Yong's jolt with an annoyed grumble to deliberately cut the contents of the conversation was also an important topic of conversation that was flowing.
"Ck, how stingy!" decak Xiu Qixuan with a hunch. "Of course, I'll be back. Thank you Baijin." he said, waving only at Baijin Hu and ignoring Lao Yong's whereabouts.
"Hey, kak—!" lao Yong's faint harrumphed grunt could still be heard as a golden white light enveloped his body which slowly disappeared to leave that small dimensional space.
_Flashback Off_
The conversation he had previously had with the two heavenly beasts continued to ring in his mind.
'Help...' He let out a heavy sigh with a firmer frown.
So the point is that he has to stop the great creatures that want to destroy the entire Ca Li Land. And, that mixed being was Demon Zi whom he had met yesterday. I don't know what kind of mixture because his hunch says this is not all simple.
Also his teleportation ability that was sourced from the aura of life slowly rose uncontrollably, making him with Xia Qian Che suddenly move to the eastern forest of the Xia empire to avoid death.
"Ugh, what a bad fairy tale!" grumbling Xiu Qixuan passed a sharp mutter.
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'Bigger...' The horse's neighing sound was heard when its reins were pulled. One of the horses carried a beautiful girl of slender stature and the other carried a special man who exuded greatness. They stopped right in front of the gate of a temple.
"Why silence? Quick down!" the echo of the man's voice was heard when he saw the figure of a beautiful girl who was still sitting on the saddle of a horse.
This beautiful girl was Xiu Qixuan, she was seen circulating a gaze intensely staring at the towering temple gate.
"Yes." he quickly jumped down from the horse's back.
At this time, Xia Qian Che brought her to a temple located on a small hill in the back corner of the imperial palace.
'Krek.'s...' The open gate shows a monk who is the abbot welcoming their arrival. "Amitabha, His Majesty the Emperor." he greeted respectfully.
Then the Abbot glanced at Xiu Qixuan who looked foreign because this time the Emperor brought others to visit the temple.
Though usually the Emperor only came alone without carrying a procession of strict guard or entourage of servants though.
"This lady salutes the meeting to the Abbot. Introduce me Qi Qi." Xiu Qixuan said calmly putting on a slightly bent posture.
After a little pleasantry conversation, the Abbot immediately brought them to enter the temple.
The pungent aroma of incense entered the sense of smell with calligraphy from the verses in the sutras adorning the walls. It can also be seen that the table is filled with candles, wine and snacks as a form of offering.
Xiu Qixuan's eyes came to a halt when he was stunned to see a spirit board engraved with Qiaofeng's name, his heart trembling.
Xia Qian Che did not miss the slightest slight change of Xiu Qixuan's facial features, "Do what you want. zhen will be waiting outside." His calm voice left a shower of warmth.
Xiu Qixuan turned her face with a smile and replied, "Yes, thank you Your Majesty." Her beautiful eyes were emitting haze.
'En..' Xia Qian Che cleared his throat so indifferently. He immediately turned around accompanied by the Abbot to leave Xiu Qixuan alone.
Silent.
Xiu Qixuan was silent for a moment. His eyes looked blankly at the spirit board and without realizing it, both of his legs had already stepped slowly. Until arriving at the offering dialtar, 'Brukk.' he immediately fell to his knees on the pads that were provided.
"Qiaofeng, i—..." The pretty face looked down when her throat was like it was stuck. "come.." she continued.
The thin hand that had the flickering fingers was slowly stretched out to burn the incense sticks. His eyes occasionally blinked withstanding the sullen puddles that hung sadly.
When his incense was finished burning, he stared softly at the point where the container was located. "It should be this way." Mumbled.
"Qiaofeng, it should be..." His eyes were teary, his breathing was choked by the churning of complicated feelings.
"How can—," Again he was choked in guilt. "How can you be forgotten." he said.
His shoulders were shaking violently, he could only continue his words in his heart with his hands clenched tightly. "Like a dandelion blown by the wind, so fragile yet rigid. When you're so lonely."
Qiaofeng is so poor. None of the Xiu Family members knew of his true existence, no family funeral service for him, no one prayed at the family altar in his name.
"Sorry..." The claustrophobic voice of Xiu Qixuan sounded. "For that I'm sorry." She sounded sad.
The eyelids trembled closed, the tears slowly escaped flowing warmly on both of its round cheeks.
After a while, he poured the offering wine into the cup. Then his hands cupped the cup that was filled with wine in front of his chest.
"Qiaofeng, I am like this selfish geranium replacing them all as a family to pray for your calm. Wine this offering as its shape." He said with a calm voice.
'Patss.' His outstretched hand moved quickly spilling a cup of wine into the tray that had been provided.
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Beautiful geranium flowers have a selfish meaning. Dandelion flowers are fragile, behind solitude keeps so strong kink.