PDLP Chapter 21 I don't care about the plot
Chapter 21 I don't care about the plot
Lin Fan and Yun Xiangzi groped their way forward in the darkness, Yun Xiangzi carrying a lantern in her hand.
"So much time has passed, if it's already dawn outside, haven't we been working for nothing?" Lin Fan asked casually while tapping the ground with his wooden sword.
"With a single thought, ten thousand rivers and mountains appear; with a single thought, the world changes. What happens in the mysterious realm is all within the thoughts of you, me, and her. Perhaps we will dream for a thousand years and wake up to find the world has changed beyond recognition," Yun Xiangzi said sagely.
Lin Fan wouldn't believe a word of this nonsense; all he knew was that they didn't need to worry about time right now.
"Alright, just tell me everything you know now." Lin Fan really didn't want to be kept in the dark any longer.
"Nephew, please ask whatever you want. This old Taoist will answer all your questions."
Lin Fan's wooden sword seemed to hit the wall. He veered to the side and continued to follow the dog-skinned Taoist.
"What is the plague that seeks the Dao? Why did your mother say that only killing someone can save her?"
“Ahem, first of all, that’s not my mother. The Seeking Dao Plague is a curse sent down by the Celestial Venerable. Those afflicted by the curse will have the Celestial Venerable’s image appear on their bodies. They will die within a month. There is no way to break this curse, but if you only want to live, you can transfer the Seeking Dao Plague to someone else.” Yun Xiangzi answered seriously.
Lin Fan joked, "Oh, so your Heavenly Venerable's character really isn't that great. Randomly casting curses, huh?"
"We must not speak recklessly; how can we possibly discuss the Heavenly Venerable?"
Lin Fan immediately spotted the blind spot: "If we move people every month, wouldn't that prevent deaths?"
Yun Xiangzi frowned and said unhappily, "Kid, do you think you're the only smart one in the world and everyone else is stupid for not being able to think of this?"
Lin Fan stopped dwelling on the issue; after all, it wasn't his own mother who was going to die.
"Fine, fine, so how do you plan to save your mother? I don't think you're the kind of person who would be willing to sacrifice yourself to save someone else, even your own mother."
“I’ve already said she’s not my mother. Xu Yunxiao is Xu Yunxiao, and I am I. Actually, it’s not difficult. Seeking the Dao is rare, but there are plenty of poor people willing to risk their lives for money.”
Lin Fan remained silent. He knew what that feeling was like. When people were desperate, there were countless instances where one person would be sacrificed to ensure the survival of the entire family.
Lin Fan chuckled, "What Heavenly Venerable, what curse, all that mystical talk. In the end, it's all about making money. That's really realistic. No wonder you, a Taoist priest, also like making money."
"Nephew, your Daoist heart has made progress; congratulations!" The dog-skinned Daoist mocked Lin Fan in a lukewarm manner.
"So you still haven't told me what happened to Xu Yunxiao, his mother, and Xiao Cui in the end?"
Lin Fan was already impatient, just like when watching a TV series and he didn't want to watch the plot twists anymore, he wanted to just watch the finale.
The dog-skinned Taoist priest pretended to be profound and said, "They are all deceased people, nothing to worry about. With the Heavenly Venerable above, what new things could there be in the world? The Great Qian Dynasty is so vast, with so many people and so many things. Do you really need to care about every single trivial matter?"
"Whether I care or not is none of your business, just tell me."
Yun Xiangzi spoke very quickly, "They're all dead. Who the hell doesn't die?"
Lin Fan didn't tolerate him and maintained his hot-tempered persona, yelling, "You fucking bastard!"
"Shh, we've arrived," the dog-skinned Taoist priest suddenly whispered.
The dog-skinned Taoist priest pressed Lin Fan's shoulder down, and they were in front of a warehouse, with piles of hay outside.
This is already the edge of the village. No wonder the dog-skinned Taoist priest was in such a hurry to come. The two of them are moving too slowly. In this time, Xiao Cui would probably have arrived first.
A row of small embroidered shoe footprints on the muddy ground outside the house proved their conjecture.
The young Taoist priest rummaged through the haystack and pulled out two short iron swords, handing one to Lin Fan.
"Use this to cut the red-clothed curse?" Lin Fan asked, puzzled.
The dog-skinned Taoist priest nodded.
Lin Fan didn't expect that after all this, he would still have to use an iron sword and chop. Who was it that said a Taoist priest shouldn't be thinking about chopping people all the time?
Speaking of which, does using an iron sword in a dream world count as a physical act of deliverance?
Just like the detachable twin tails of a cyber idol, are they real wigs or fake real hair?
"Aren't you going in? Isn't Xiao Cui waiting for you inside? Don't worry about me, look how realistic this illusion is," Lin Fan said casually.
The dog-skinned Taoist priest shook his head. "That's not how the script goes. Let's wait a little longer."
A figure emerged from the darkness in the distance. He was very tall and broad-shouldered. Compared to Lin Fan, he was like a tank compared to an old man's car.
This 'tank' took three steps and looked back every three steps, moving very fast and steadily, like a trained fighter. He quickly slipped into the warehouse and then closed the door.
"Who is this? Xu Yunxiao, what's going on?" Lin Fan had many bad thoughts creeping into his mind.
"This is your father? You don't even recognize your own father?" the dog-skinned Taoist priest said irritably.
"What do you mean, my father? I've never met my father. Wait, you're saying this is Ge Sichao's father, the head of the Ge Family Martial Arts School, and your master?"
This time, the dog-skinned Taoist priest did not deny that he was not Xu Yunxiao, but simply nodded.
Lin Fan felt a sudden rush of light in his mind, as all the clues suddenly connected.
He angrily grabbed the collar of the boy next to him.
"So it was all your doing! You refused Ge Sichao's offer before because you thought it wasn't high enough, right? Do you know what you've done? Are you even human?" Lin Fan said angrily. "Come on, let's go rescue them. There's still time."
The dog-skinned Taoist priest calmly shook his head. "Nephew, you're too attached to appearances. This is all an illusion. The best thing we can do is follow the script."
"What kind of bullshit plot is this? I don't care if it's real or fake, I just can't let something like this happen in front of me. I don't care how much of a bastard you were before, it's not too late now," Lin Fan said in rapid succession.
“Nephew, the Red-Clothed Curse will definitely appear; it’s unavoidable. This is the safest way. Let’s wait here together for a while. Once Xiao Cui dies and the Red-Clothed Curse appears, we’ll go in and hack her to death before she fully grasps Xiao Cui’s body. That will solve your problem,” Yun Xiangzi said indifferently.
Lin Fan, holding an iron sword in one hand and a wooden sword in the other, groped his way toward the warehouse entrance.
"If I resolve my troubles this way, I'll never have peace of mind for the rest of my life. This damn world, I might as well just quit. Don't even think about making me accept this."
Lin Fan glared angrily at the sky, which seemed utterly disdainful of the dark expanse.
If it were just killing the illusionary person possessed by the Red-Clothed Curse, Lin Fan would feel some guilt but wouldn't hesitate. However, if such a thing had to happen for the Red-Clothed Curse to appear, he wouldn't be able to get over it in his heart.
Seeing that he couldn't persuade Lin Fan, the dog-skinned Taoist priest followed him, saying, "Kid, you're too young. You even take illusions seriously. How far can you go in the real world?"
"If only people like you can live a long life in this world, then what's the point of living a long life?" Lin Fan retorted.
"You're not Yunlang, who are you, and what do you want?" Xiao Cui's shouts came from inside the warehouse.
"Yunlang, save me!"
"Hehe, little beauty, this place is so remote, no one will come to rescue you. I didn't expect it to be so well prepared, the bedding smells so good." The burly man who had rushed in earlier stopped pretending and simply revealed his true nature.
"No! If you dare touch me, Yunlang will not let you get away with it!" Xiao Cui cried out for help as she struggled.
"Heh, don't even think about that brat Yun Xiao, he won't come. Little beauty, if you cooperate with me obediently, I promise I won't treat you and your Yun Lang badly." The big man said, grabbing at the little feet kicking wildly on the ground.
"Get out of my way, get out of my way! Yunlang will definitely come to save me. Please let me go, don't do this, I only want my Yunlang." Xiao Cui was easily captured by him, her legs kicking wildly in the air.
"Little beauty, you'll soon find out that I'm a thousand times better than your Yunlang. After today, you'll never forget how good I am!" The big man said, reaching out to tear Xiao Cui's clothes.
Lin Fan was very anxious upon hearing this, but he knew he couldn't rush. If he bumped into a wall, he wouldn't be able to save anyone; he would just collapse himself first.
The more anxious he was, the calmer he needed to be. Fortunately, the Soul-Suppressing Pearl constantly calmed his impatience, allowing him to move forward steadily with each step.
Bang! The latch on the wooden door was kicked off by Lin Fan.
The moonlight shone on him, and Ge Sichao's originally lewd face became somewhat upright.
The shirtless burly man pounced on Xiao Cui, who was now only wearing her undergarments, and both of them couldn't help but look at Lin Fan.
"Sichao? What are you doing here, kid? You want to get involved in my business too?!"