Chapter 450: Chapter 268: Seeking True Meaning Amidst Mortal Fires
The night sky is like an abyss, the world seems to be overturned.
There are things in the sky, usually they don’t fall.
The red squirrel, as if tied with a safety parachute, sways eastward and westward, descending with the blood kite glowing in the thick night fog, extremely conspicuous.
Qin Ming felt a chill all over his body, casually threw something, only to have a blood-stained object thrown down from the sky.
He turned his head to look at Old Man Liu, under such night light, the latter’s face was indistinct and obscure.
Old Man Liu’s eyes were deep black, looking up at the night sky.
Qin Ming wondered, could the Motivational Squirrel have died? There’s no sound at all.
In just a moment, it drifted down, covering its face with its fluffy big tail, a typical avoiding mentality.
"It’s alright." Qin Ming picked it up.
However, the red squirrel kept its eyes tightly closed, already fainted from fright, what has it experienced?
Old Man Liu stared at the blood kite, his face turning pale, opening his mouth as if wanting to say something.
"What’s the matter?" Qin Ming asked in a low voice.
He replied, "It looks much like the kite I flew when I was very young, but it shouldn’t be the same one."
Qin Ming protected himself with black and white heavenly light, urgently unravelled the thin line tangled around one of the red squirrel’s small paws, shook it, and said, "Wake up."
The Motivational Squirrel opened its eyes, just in time to see the blood kite slowly descending nearby, it let out a squeak and immediately rolled its eyes and fainted again.
Such a timid creature!
Qin Ming lifted it, slapped its little face twice, and then shook it forcefully to wake it up again.
But this time he didn’t let the timid squirrel face the kite.
"Squeak squeak... turtle!" It screamed, finally uttering human language indistinctly.
Qin Ming and Old Man Liu understood, it should be trying to shout ghost.
The kite landed, some damaged parts, stained with blood faintly glowing, several lines of text vaguely visible.
Qin Ming didn’t dare to touch it, this thing in his eyes was extremely—evil!
Old Man Liu was also scared, the blood kite was a shadow from his childhood, never thought he’d see it again in his old age.
Qin Ming asked looking at the red squirrel, "You don’t need to be afraid, just stand beside me and tell what you saw in the night sky."
The Motivational Squirrel leapt onto Qin Ming’s shoulder, away from the ground, seemingly deeply afraid of the damaged kite.
It wrote with its little paws in the void, narrating what it saw.
"In the pitch-black night fog, I saw a bloody person, rushing towards me, too terrifying..."
Its face carried a look of panic, its little paws trembling.
However, it’s understandable why it’s so terrified, after all, being alone thrown into the depths of night fog, suddenly seeing such a scene, even an adult man would be frightened.
And then... there’s nothing more, it directly fainted.
Qin Ming looked down at the kite with considerable age, even though he was quite apprehensive, he had to face it and cautiously study the texts on it.
"How much of the past remains? Returning and still a youth."
This line of text matched what he’d seen in the Kunleng Evil Land cabin, it was the same type of script, very complex phoenix seal script.
Qin Ming could discern the meaning of these words due to the imprint attached above.
His spirit was greatly shaken, difficult to calm.
He looked at the people beside him, with complex expressions, is it truly not this old man?
Old Man Liu immediately shook his head, saying, "Stop looking at me, what’s written on there is returning still a youth, do I look like that?"
Qin Ming said, "Youth also refers to a pure heart, a thriving and energetic mindset."
Then he suddenly paused and asked, "You also know these ancient characters?"
Old Man Liu said, "What’s the matter, words still used a thousand years ago, a little guessing and maybe I can recognize them all."
His expression became unnatural because the style of the kite really looked like what he flew back then; naturally, his had been lost long ago.
"Could it be you’re flying the kite from your past life?" Qin Ming said.
"My kite was named with the words Liu Mo written on it." Old Man Liu shook his head.
"There’s more writing on the back." Qin Ming protected himself with the Yin Yang Diagram, released heavenly light, and flipped the kite.
On the other side, more text was seen.
"Half a life of wandering and absurd dreams, not seeing celestial glory or immortals. Seeking truth need not travel to Yujing, just seek the true interpretation in the worldly smoke."
Qin Ming was sure, this was the item left by the cabin owner.
Even, after close observation, he thought the material was consistent with human lanterns.
It looks thin as paper, however, Qin Ming and Xiao Wu had seriously suspected, it’s made of immortal skin!
High level God Beings fled from Yujing, to return to the past, walked the human world again, had inflicted torture upon themselves, stripped immortal skin, removed divine bone.
"Is this a blood kite from five hundred years ago? Truly ancient!" Old Man Liu sighed after knowing.
Qin Ming was tempted to say, maybe you’re just as ancient.
The matter thus settled, Qin Ming believed that even if Old Man Liu is not the main player, there’s some relation, or he’s pushed forward as a "smokescreen."
Qin Ming asked, "How do you plan to handle this kite, take it home to treasure?"
Old Man Liu eyed him sceptically, "You’re too harmful, if I took it back home, could I sleep soundly thereafter?"
Qin Ming said, "But I reckon, it most likely came for you."
Uncle Liu almost got upset, "Stop saying that, the older a person gets, the more timid, I still want to enjoy my retirement!"
Qin Ming pondered, "If it’s related to you, throwing it away is inappropriate."
"It has nothing to do with me!" Old Man Liu looked at the Motivational Squirrel, "How about tying it to this red squirrel and throwing it back up to the night sky."
"Squeak squeak..." The red squirrel clamored incessantly, accusing, thinking this old man even worse.
"You’re crossing the river and tearing down the bridge, using a squirrel as a sacrifice!" It wrote in the void.
"How about burying it under the Black and White Tree such it feels brighter and gives a sense of peace." Old Man Liu suggested.