Nightmare Assault

Chapter 269: Meaning

Everyone paused. You Qi’s face shifted, “I saw the young master when he was lying down.” Moments later, the travellers started to panic. After some comparisons, a scary truth was revealed. Young Master Huang’s pose… kept changing.

As the order progressed, his pose became more confusing. You Qi was the first. When he saw Young Master Huang, the latter was lying on his back. Shi Liaozhi was the second. He saw Young Master Huang lying on his side.

The third was Zuo Qing. She saw Young Master Huang leaning against the edge of the bed. An Xuan was the fourth. He stayed at the back of the group, carrying the unconscious Tang Shirou on his back. Qin Jian was the closest to them. Since Tang Shirou hadn’t woken up, she was the only one not in the costume. An Xuan purposely tried to keep the others from interacting with Tang Shirou. He kept her in his control. No one chose to interrupt them. They turned instead to Jiang Cheng.

After all, they already knew the situation with Xia Meng, who was the fifth. She said that by her turn, Young Master Huang was already seated.

“He was half-kneeling,” Jiang Cheng said as he pretended to be thinking. He slightly bent down and leaned forward. Jiang Cheng tried his best to mimic how Young Master Huang was acting back then.

He suddenly lunged at the pale Shi Liaozhi, causing the latter to stumble and scream.

“Are you sick?” Shi Liaozhi grumbled with annoyance, “If you didn’t return the second to last, I would think you’re actually a ghost!” Once he said that, everyone turned to Qin Jian, who was lagging behind. At that moment, his black mourning clothes fluttered in the wind. The view wasn’t that great.

Before they left, the middle-aged woman took away their original clothes so they could only walk around in strange and burdensome costumes. As Jiang Cheng put it, he could feel the wind around his lower body. He licked his lips and went to Xia Meng to enquire if she felt the same wind. The latter glared at him. Jiang Cheng patted his butt and bounced over to ask Zuo Qing the same question.

It was already noon when they returned to their temporary home. Even though the sun was shining, considering what had happened, everyone looked severe. The middle-aged woman told them that the food had been prepared and set up at the pavilion and left.

Her steps looked small, but she moved fast. It felt like she was floating. In just a few seconds, she disappeared.

Fatty swallowed nervously.

The travellers walked along the lake shore and came to the pavilion from earlier. As expected, the previous dishes had been taken away to be replaced by a new feast. The lunch was more varied than the breakfast. There was a fish placed in the middle. A bowl of fish soup was placed beside everyone’s plate. The temperature was just nice.

Jiang Cheng narrowed his eeys. The service there was so well that he felt he was still at home, enjoying Fatty waiting on him.

The fish soup looked milky and smelled delicious.

“This soup… smells so nice,” It was Tang Shirou who spoke. Not too long ago, An Xuan used some methods to wake her up. She had been carried over by An Xuan. The two looked so close. An Xuan kept whispering to her. She listened attentively, occasionally nodding.

An Xuan smiled gentlemanly, “Miss Tang, you’re still weak. You should drink some soup.” Then, he poured the soup in his bowl into hers. He looked at her kindly as she finished the soup.

Fatty swallowed hungrily, but he didn’t dare to touch the soup. Even though the soup looked delicious, his life was more important. Plus, as a good cook, he knew that… this soup looked unusually milky and nutritious. He could tell that with his eyes. He silently glanced at the Doctor and realised the Doctor hadn’t touched the soup.

Xia Meng sat behind him. From his angle, he could see where Xia Meng was looking. Xia Meng casually glanced behind him. And behind him… was the blue lake. It dawned on Fatty. The travellers were worried that the fish came from this lake.

Someone coughed twice.

Shi Liaozhi quickly pulled his hand back from grabbing the food. He almost dropped the chopsticks. The person who coughed was Qin Jian in the mourning clothes. He sat there looking like a dead man.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Qin Jian lowered his voice to ask, “Everyone, did you notice anything out of place when you went to check on Young Master Huang today?”

“Out of place? You’re the one who is the most out of place!” Fatty thought but didn’t say.

Qin Jian scanned everyone. He seemed like he had more to say.

“Elder Qin,” An Xuan put down the chopsticks and stared at him quietly until the latter looked at him back. “Did you notice something?” An Xuan did a good job by throwing the question back.

Qin Jian tapped his fingers on the table and said slowly, “Have you heard of Golden Boy and Jade Maiden?”

“Sir… what do you mean?” Tang Shirou, who had eaten two bowls of fish soup, asked.

“Do you mean the song that Young Master Huang was singing?” You Qi asked.

“Indeed.”

“Then, why didn’t you say anything earlier?” Zuo Qing demanded. She glared at Qin Jian. “We all heard the song yesterday night. Why did you wait until now to tell us this crucial bit of information?”

The atmosphere tensed. Why would she challenge the old man who looked like a ghost? Did she want to die?

Almost imperceptibly, Shi Liaozhi beside her leaned back to avoid being involved.

“The singing yesterday was too weak. I only felt that it was familiar. I couldn’t confirm it until earlier. When hearing it up close, I confirmed that it was the songs from Golden Boy and Jade Maiden,” Qin Jian’s reply was flawless.

“Golden Boy and Jade Maiden sounds like a great story,” Xia Meng added, “Then, we’ll have to trouble Elder Qin to educate us youngsters about it.”