Translator: TheWhiteBook
Proofreader/editor: Cheese
It just flashed past.
Soon Mu Yanjun could not help laughing at himself, was that an illusion?
“When I get back, I have something to tell you.”
Having said that, Mu Yanjun went out, there were already people waiting outside the door.
How to get to the snowy mountains in the east, how to go back and forth in just seven or eight days time.
He was now robbing people from death.
After Mu Yanjun left, the system came out, “By the time he makes a round trip, I estimate your body will be cold. There are three points of favorability left until it’s full.”
Bai Weiwei was very calm, “Who said favorability must be raised in person?”
System: “?”
Bai Weiwei held her chin, “And I believe I’ll see Mu Yanjun one last time.”
The man’s character was so determined. Once the doctor was captured he was expected to rush back day and night, arriving a day and a half early would not be surprising.
Bai Weiwei saw Xiao Mao standing at the door, and beckoned her to come over. The ink and paper was set up, and she began to write letters.
Halfway through writing, Bai Weiwei said to the system: “If you were Baidu, it would be good. If I wrote the love letter poorly, I could have you check the poem or something.”
The system wore a poker face: “But it’s poetry, I will, ah.”
Bai Weiwei holding a brush casually said: “Oh, can’t be hoeing grains at noon on a clear day, depend on the mountains to finish.1“
The System coldly smiled, “Thinking of back then, in the system world I was also the famous poetry king of the system world. Of those who saw me who did not call me a lord? I read poetry of a hundred sentences without gasping, a thousand sentences without stopping…”
Bai Weiwei faintly interrupted, “I’m done, you don’t have to read.”
The system’s loaded force was cut by half. A mouthful of blood could not be swallowed down, almost directly choking it.
Bai Weiwei handed the letter to Xiao Mo.
Xiao Mo held the letter, “Is this to the Du Zhu… Traitor Mu? “
This spy, had never been qualified.
Bai Weiwei gave a shallow smile, “If you can catch up with him, give it to him.”
Xiao Mo nodded hurriedly, “I’m sure I can catch up.”
With that, Xiao Mo ran out.
“Xiao Mo, safe travels.”
Xiao Mo heard her words, and looked back to see Bai Weiwei weakly supported by the door. Although her face was pale, but her smile was very gentle.
Xiao Mo did not know why, but her heart felt sour. Not daring to look again she ran out.
Bai Weiwei saw that everything was done, and couldn’t help but stretch out languidly.
These six months had been really long.
But it was almost over.
Bai Weiwei: “Slagstem, ah. The next plane will not be a -50 attack mission?”
System: “Of course not, you think -50 is a common Chinese cabbage, which planes have it?”
Bai Weiwei: What’s that next plane like?”
System: “Randomized, how do I know.”
Bai Weiwei: “…”
This broken system, what to do with it?
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When Mu Yanjun arrived at the snowy mountains to the east, the divine doctor refused to meet him.
Just a small boy standing in front of the divine doctors door, to the Mu Yanjun he bowed to salute: “My family’s doctor2 said, he does not cure the traitors of the world of cholera.”
The person next to him listened, and unsheathed his blade, “Unbridled.”
Mu Yanjun’s hand lifted to roughly stop their movement.
The child was not afraid, just calmly watched them.
Mu Yanjun got off the horse, his voice light, “Your family’s doctor is not afraid of death?”
The child shook his head, “My family’s doctor said that death is not important, the important thing is that he does not save those who are not worth saving.”
Mu Yanjun’s eyes chilled, “It is not to heal me, but my wife.”
The boy arched his hand and said, “Isn’t saving her just saving you?”
1: 哦，不会是锄禾日当午白日依山尽吧。??????? Hoe grains day sun white day mountains, did our girl just have a stroke?↩
2: 先生=xiansheng This word means a variety of things depending on context, usually scholar, but can be husband or doctor, etc. A lot of people try to translate it into blanket terms like ‘gentleman’ or ‘sir’ but I think the context is clear enough to just say doctor in this case.↩
Piper’s Corner: Only 1 or 2 more days until arcs over! It depends on whether I post the reality chapters as the same time as the remaining 5, or post them on adjacent days. What do you guys think? Still don’t really have a song for this one, might just do some relaxing zether and bamboo flute music to get you in the mood >:-)
