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Chapter 3 : The Young Master is Such a Good Person
"Let's go, Fuyao. We'll find a city and see what's what."
Although the Strange Fire Plan No. 5 had failed, encountering the green bamboo was an unexpected delight, so it wasn't a total loss.
As for the bound women and children, Ming Chen didn't spare them a single glance.
To him, these people had no value.
The bandits had been dealt with, and the crudely made straw ropes were not difficult to break free from.
Е̄n ù m̄ а
If a group of them needed someone else's help even to untie themselves, then they wouldn't be able to survive in the future either.
In chaotic times, human lives were like weeds.
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There were too many people like this in this era.
Ming Chen was a person with a warm exterior but a cold heart, and he had no surplus kindness to spare. He had no interest in receiving their gratitude, and besides... he might not even receive it.
He didn't want to be latched onto, to be burdened.
That's just how the world was. It was meaningless.
Еn̈um а̀
The people suffer, the people despair, the people get angry, the people rebel...
This itself was a cycle.
Once enough anger and despair had accumulated, life would find its own way to survive.
Ming Chen didn't want to get involved for the time being; he had his own things to do.
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He had left home this time, nominally to go to the capital for the imperial examinations, and in fact, that was his plan.
He wanted to see what this world of demons and ghosts was made of, to see if there was any room to maneuver in the imperial court, whether he could snag an official post and be a minor corrupt official.
Ẽn u ḿа̀
He was out to see the world, and also to get a little farther away from that foolish, cheap old dad of his at home.
Feudal patriarchs were fine in other aspects, at the very least ensuring he could live without worry in these not-so-great times, but their desire for control was just too strong.
Controlling his life, controlling his future, controlling the family.
Whenever he had nothing better to do, he would use the great law of loyalty and filial piety to morally blackmail him, and when he lost the debate, he would get angry.
*Look at you, getting angry again.jpg*
If he didn't slip away soon, his father would start arranging a marriage for him.
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Going to the capital for the imperial examinations was, after all, a promise Ming Chen had made.
"Okay~"
The little bird was, of course, one hundred percent obedient. If Ming Chen didn't care about others, she cared even less.
With a howl of strong wind, the human figure had already vanished.
The night was pitch black, the bonfire had been blown out, and the bound women and children had no idea what had happened.
They had only seen the sudden appearance of eerie green lights, one after another, and heard the terrified shouts and cries of the bandits.
Ẁ eb̊ń оv̂ е l Е̂ ǹum̈ а̌
It seemed someone had come.
And then, everything returned to silence.
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All they could do was feel fear and tension.
They had never had the power to control their own destinies.
It wasn't until dawn, when the sunlight once again shone upon the earth, that they saw the lifeless corpses on the ground.
In a daze, they had been saved.
Е nŭ mà .і d
Thank heavens, thank the green flames.
The people's faces were streaked with tears, overwhelmed with gratitude.
...
"This place is not bad."
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The weather was clear, the sun bright.
The bird flapped its wings and flew high into the sky, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
W е̊ b́ no v̌e l̂ Еn̂ ů m̆ а
Ming Chen entered the city gates, looking around with great interest.
This was a county town, not too close and not too far from the capital, named Wangyang.
Pedestrians came and went in a clamor of noise. Taverns, general stores, markets... commerce was flourishing.
Although people hurried by, busy with their livelihoods, and their clothes were not exactly rich, it was still better than being threadbare.
This was a rare sight.
After all, it wasn't long ago that Ming Chen had seen that dilapidated, lifeless village.
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"Tell me, what can you do?"
Ming Chen leaned back in a chair at an inn, weighing the green bamboo in his hand, and asked with interest.
"Emmm..."
The green bamboo trembled and replied, "This little demon doesn't know any powerful spells. What I am most proficient in is the art of dream induction. This little demon can simply guide a person's dream into a certain scene, but it has no substantial effect. If the other party becomes aware of it, the spell can no longer be cast."
"Oh? A natural ability?"
"A natural ability."
Еǹum̊ а̀
Ming Chen raised an eyebrow and asked, "Then what if I want you to give me a few good dreams, or a erotic dream?"
Does the Young Master speak so directly?
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He just asked for a erotic dream right out loud.
The green bamboo paused for a moment, then replied, "It has nothing to do with good dreams or nightmares. It's the same for good dreams. Since the Young Master already knows I can induce dreams, I can no longer induce them for you."
"Well, that's pretty useless!"
Green Bamboo: ...
Е n ùmа
The Young Master's words were a little hurtful to a bamboo's heart.
"What about other things? What else can you do?"
Green Bamboo: "Young Master, this green bamboo doesn't have any great abilities, this is all I can do."
"Tsk~"
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Well, it was just a little demon, so he really couldn't have expectations that were too high.
Ming Chen played with the small object, and as if he had thought of something, he asked, "Can you change your size?"
Ẇе bn̂ о v̄ e l̊ Е n ùm а
Green Bamboo said, "I can."
As it spoke, the palm-sized green bamboo in Ming Chen's hand grew a section out of thin air.
It didn't grow very long, only by half its original length.
"Oh?"
Ming Chen's interest was piqued again. "Can it get any longer?"
"Not for now. I would need to cultivate for another hundred years."
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Ming Chen was disappointed. "Too short!"
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Green Bamboo felt the Young Master was being a little impolite.
"Can it get shorter?"
"I can."
"Can you change faster?"
Ŵ ē b ṅӧ v е l̆ Еn̊ u m a
"I can."
"Can you move a little?"
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"I can do that too."
"Then can you change shape?"
"No, but maybe in the future."
Ming Chen nodded. "Mm, good, I understand. Since you're not willing to follow me, do you have any requirements for where you want to go? Which wealthy family's soil should I bury you in?"
Ẽnu̇ mа́ ._іd
By fulfilling the prompt on the item, Ming Chen could get a wish-fulfillment reward.
The old ghost at his home was a prime example. Thanks to the fruits it gave as a reward, his body was now incredibly strong.
Even if it were Guan Yu, he'd have to take two slaps before he could kill him.
So he was quite invested in this.
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There was nothing he could do about Fuyao's situation in the short term.
Now that he was in the city, he might as well take care of this little bamboo demon's business.
Wе̂b̈ǹо ṽе l̂ Ěn u m̈ а̌_
"Er... The Young Master is too kind."
This strange person he had met was truly a good person!
Green Bamboo felt a warmth spread through its empty heart.
Not only did he not kill it, but he was also planning a future for it, and even knew where it wanted to go.
If it weren't for the overwhelming pressure from that bird, Green Bamboo really would have wanted to stay with Ming Chen.
"If possible, Green Bamboo hopes to be worn on the person of someone from a wealthy family."
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At the end, it added, "Please rest assured, Green Bamboo will not harm human life."
At most, it would just absorb a little of their vital essence.
Wealthy families had an air of nobility, ate well, and had abundant vital essence. Not like bandits who were full of murderous aura and entangled in resentment and misfortune.
It didn't dare to say the last part.
But even if it had, Ming Chen probably wouldn't have cared.
"Alright, so those are all the requirements, right? As long as I get you to be worn by someone from a wealthy family, that's it, right?"
Wе b̊ǹ о̀ vѐ ľ Ё ň ǔ ṁ ă
Ming Chen stroked his chin and thought for a moment. As if he had thought of something, he said with a grin, "It doesn't matter where it's worn, right?"
"Er... right!"
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For some reason,
Looking at Ming Chen's smile, Green Bamboo had a strange, ominous premonition.
Since the Young Master was helping it, there... shouldn't be too much of a problem, right?
(End of Chapter)
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