This scholar is a bit cruel

Chapter 330 Farewell to Senior Sister, Lin Daiyu's Soul

The streets were still bustling with activity, filled with the sounds of gongs and drums.

In the shop, after the reunion dinner, while Qingwen was cleaning up the dishes in the backyard, Luo Zijun mentioned that she would be leaving on the second day of the Lunar New Year.

"What? You're going to the Land of Women?"

Su Dafang was drinking his post-meal tea when he heard this and immediately spat it out, his face filled with shock.

Then, his gaze fell on his granddaughter beside him.

Su Qingling sat beside her, expressionless, and said nothing.

Luo Zijun glanced to the side and said, "Yes, Miss Bai went to the Women's Kingdom. I'm going to find her and bring her back."

Su Dafang asked doubtfully, "Why is she going to the Kingdom of Women? It's so far away, can she go there alone?"

Luo Zijun said, "Someone kidnapped her, but I don't know who it is, so I have to go and rescue her."

Su Dafang's gaze shifted to the side again, his expression complex, and he murmured, "The Kingdom of Women... the Kingdom of Women... that's not a good place..."

Luo Zijun's expression shifted: "Master has been there?"

Su Dafang rolled his eyes at him and said, "What would I do there? It's full of demons, I dare not go."

Luo Zijun asked, "Then how does Master know that it's not a good place?"

Su Dafang picked up his teacup, took a sip of tea, and said irritably, "Haven't you been there? Haven't you heard? I've heard that the women there suck people's marrow and drink their blood; they're more terrifying than demons and monsters."

"You are not allowed to go."

At this moment, Su Qingling, who was standing to the side, suddenly spoke coldly.

She got up and went to the counter, once again grasping the thick rolling pin in her hand, a layer of cold frost covering her beautiful face.

Su Dafang quickly stood up and said, "You guys chat, I'm going to sleep."

Luo Zijun had no choice but to tell the truth: "Master, Senior Sister, actually I'm not going to the Women's Kingdom, but to the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons that borders the Women's Kingdom."

Upon hearing this, the entire room fell silent.

"The land of monsters?"

Su Dafang stopped at the top of the stairs, paused, and looked at him, asking, "What are you doing there?"

Luo Zijun went over and locked the shop door. She glanced at the two of them and said, "The Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons is a country composed of demon families. Miss Bai did not go to the Kingdom of Women, but was kidnapped to the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons."

Su Dafang's eyes lit up: "Were they kidnapped and used as snacks?"

Judging from his tone, he seemed to be gloating.

Luo Zijun glanced at him and said in a complicated tone, "I don't know either, so I have to get there to save her as soon as possible."

As for the fact that Miss Bai is a monster, let's not talk about it.

He was afraid that his master and senior sister wouldn't be able to accept it.

Abandoning everything here for a monster, trekking through mountains and rivers, risking one's life to go to the land of ten thousand demons—are you crazy?
Su Dafang gave him a strange look: "You? All alone, going to a country full of demons and monsters to save people?"

Luo Zijun paused for a moment, then said, "Master, there are some things that we know are impossible, but we still have to do them. Just like when you and Senior Sister were in danger, I would definitely risk my life to save them."

Su Dafang glared at him and said, "You brat, you actually compared that Miss Bai to your senior sister? Are you tired of living?"

Su Qingling stood behind the counter, holding a rolling pin, her stunningly beautiful face as cold as ice.

Luo Zijun said, "No matter what, she is the woman I formally married, and she has been kind to me. It is not something a person should do to be ungrateful."

Su Dafang glanced at the counter again, shrugged, and said, "Whatever, kid. I can't control you, but your senior sister definitely can. If you really want to go, you'll have to get your senior sister's permission first."

After saying that, he went straight upstairs.

Luo Zijun knew that the old man had no say, so after seeing him go upstairs, she walked to the counter and looked at the person behind it, saying, "Senior Sister, do you think that a real man should shoulder his responsibilities? Shouldn't he repay kindness?"

Su Qingling gripped the rolling pin, staring at him coldly without saying a word.

"I've already made up my mind about this..."

After a brief silence, Luo Zijun spoke resolutely.

Su Qingling remained motionless behind the counter, saying nothing, only coldly watching him.

"Senior sister, I'm sorry..."

Luo Zijun apologized softly.

The room fell silent again.

Just then, the sounds of firecrackers, children chasing and playing, and adults shouting and cursing rang out again from the streets outside.

Looking at the stunningly beautiful woman behind the counter, who was cold and silent like an ice sculpture, Luo Zijun longed to go in, hold her soft, cool little hand, hug her, even kiss her, and whisper a few words of comfort. But in the end, she only said, "Senior sister, it's late. You should rest early. I should go back too."

He didn't linger and turned to leave.

He opened the door, but as he reached the doorway, he suddenly stopped, turned to look at her, paused for a moment, and said softly, "We are indeed no longer husband and wife, but I cannot abandon her..."

He paused, then looked into her cold, beautiful eyes and said, "Senior sister, when I return, I'll have my sister and brother-in-law come here... to help me propose marriage."

After saying that, he went out the door and quickly disappeared into the bustling street outside.

The shop fell silent once again.

After a long while, Su Dafang's voice suddenly rang out at the top of the stairs: "What should we do? That's not a place he should be going."

The girl behind the counter didn't speak, but simply lowered her head slightly and looked at the rolling pin in her hand.

Su Dafang looked over and couldn't help but sigh: "Grandpa knew you would eventually go back, but I never expected it would be because of this kid."

Then he sighed deeply: "If you've made up your mind, just tell me, and I'll go and let them know. Those people have been waiting for so long, some have grown old and gray, some are already buried in the ground, and they're still hoping..."

The girl behind the counter remained silent, but her long, black hair, reaching her waist, suddenly began to sway gently. At first, it resembled black waves, rising and falling, and then it parted, looking like wriggling tails.

Outside, fireworks shot into the night sky, their dazzling explosions illuminating the entire city of Lin'an.

Luo Zijun arrived at Chujian Bookstore and found that only Xiao Lan was there. She then remembered that tonight was New Year's Eve and Chujian should be at home with her family.

After leaving Chujian Bookstore, he strolled along the road.

When he arrived at the Grand View Garden, he found it quiet and the lanterns hanging at the entrance were already extinguished.

Aunt Shu, who was guarding the gate, hurriedly came out to greet him and told him, "Tonight, the old lady sent Master Zheng over and took the young ladies to the Rongguo Mansion for dinner. They haven't returned yet, and there are only a few maids inside. If you want to see the young ladies, I will have the maids go and call them back."

Luo Zijun said, "No need, let them stay there and keep the old lady company."

After all, they are family. No matter how many conflicts there are, the bond of blood cannot be severed, especially since Lord Zheng personally came to invite them.

Although Jia Zheng was a hypocrite, he wasn't a bad person, and he treated the girls quite well.

Grandma Jia is getting old and could pass away at any time. It's only natural to let the girls go back and have some fun on New Year's Eve.

"I'll go in and take a look around myself."

Luo Zijun told Aunt Shu to go and rest, and then went into the Grand View Garden to wander around, thinking about the departure for the second year of junior high school.

As they walked into a garden, they suddenly saw a familiar figure sitting in the pavilion ahead, talking to three maids.

The figure was draped in a snow-white fox fur coat, with a slender and delicate figure, possessing a pure and refined beauty, and an elegant and charming appearance. Who else could it be but Lin Daiyu?

Luo Zijun deliberately concealed her footsteps and quietly walked over, intending to give them a fright.

Just as he was about four or five meters away from them, Lin Daiyu, who was sitting by the railing, suddenly looked at him with a change in expression.

"who!"

At this moment, Zijuan suddenly turned her head and shouted, a gleaming dagger suddenly appearing in her hand.

"Young Master Luo...?" Lin Daiyu was stunned when she saw who it was. She quickly stood up, her pretty face showing undisguised joy.

"Young Master Luo, what brings you here?"

Zijuan also put away her dagger, her face full of surprise.

The other two maids, Xueyan and Chunxian, also quickly bowed.

Luo Zijun was somewhat surprised and walked over, saying, "I originally wanted to sneak over and startle you when I saw you talking, but you found me. I heard Tan Chun mention that Zijuan practices martial arts. Miss Lin, how did you find me?"

Upon hearing this, the group burst into laughter, covering their mouths.

Zijuan quickly pulled Xueyan and Chunxian aside and said with a smile, "Young Master Luo and Miss are talking, so we'll go make you some tea."

With that, he took the two maids and left.

Only two people remained in the pavilion.

Two faint blushes immediately rose on Lin Daiyu's cheeks. She lowered her head slightly, her long eyelashes fluttering, and said shyly, "I don't know either..."

Luo Zijun sat down on the stone bench next to her and asked, "Did you hear my voice just now?"

Lin Daiyu thought about it carefully, then shook her head: "It seems...there isn't..."

Luo Zijun stared at her for a while and said, "Miss Lin, could you please raise your head and look at me so I can see your eyes?"

Lin Daiyu gently bit her lip, slowly raised her head, and looked at him shyly with her beautiful eyes, her cheeks turning even redder.

Luo Zijun stared into her pupils for a moment, then a thought struck him, and he asked, "Miss Lin, have you been practicing the soul cultivation method that I taught you that time? Have you made any progress?"

When he first saw that her spirit was weak, he secretly taught her a method of cultivating the spirit, and now it seems that it has already had some effect.

Lin Daiyu blinked her watery eyes and whispered, "Yes, I cultivate every night, and I always sleep very well afterward. The next day, I feel great..."

"When you cultivate, do you ever feel light and airy, as if you're about to fly?"

Luo Zijun asked again.

Lin Daiyu's eyes widened immediately, and she nodded, saying, "Yes, the night before last, I... I felt like I was flying, and then I... I looked down and saw... I saw another version of myself..."

Luo Zijun quickly asked, "And then?"

Lin Daiyu blushed and said shyly, "Then...then I was so scared that I fainted..."

Luo Zijun: "..."

“Miss Lin, what you’re doing is called astral projection! Since you can already project your soul, it means that your soul has been cultivated to be much stronger than that of a normal person. You will no longer get sick because of a weakened soul.”

Lin Daiyu looked at him gratefully and said, "I...I do feel much better, and my spirits are much higher. I haven't coughed at all."

Luo Zijun looked at her as if she had discovered a rare treasure and said, "It is very difficult for ordinary people to cultivate to the point of soul separation. Moreover, your soul was very weak before. The fact that you were able to cultivate to the point of soul separation in such a short time means that you have a very good talent for soul cultivation."

"Oh……"

Lin Daiyu gave an "oh" and blinked her big eyes, looking blank, as if she didn't know what this meant.

Luo Zijun thought for a moment, then stood up and said, "Let's go to your room."

"what……"

Lin Daiyu seemed startled, her face burning as she looked at him.

Luo Zijun then realized what was happening and explained, "It's cold here. You've only just reached the stage of soul separation, so you need to stay indoors. I need to examine your soul first before I can teach you the next cultivation methods. In the future, you'll also be able to travel at night, travel during the day, and even control objects and divide your mind..."

Lin Daiyu was completely bewildered, but she knew he was going to teach her cultivation.

"Um……"

Without further hesitation, she stood up, her face flushed, and said to the distance, "Xueyan, go and tell Second Sister and the others that I have something to do and won't be going."

Three maids hid around a corner not far away, afraid of disturbing the two of them as they were talking.

Xueyan quickly agreed and prepared to leave.

Lin Daiyu suddenly said shyly, "Xueyan, don't...don't talk nonsense."

Xueyan smiled and said, "Don't worry, Miss, I know."

She knew, of course, that what was happening here couldn't be told to anyone, and that her young mistress was going to take Young Master Luo to her room was even more of a secret.

Zijuan and Chunxian carried lanterns and came over to lead the way for the two.

Luo Zijun, noticing the two maids who kept glancing at him, deliberately asked, "Zijuan, didn't you just say you were going to make me tea? Why are you hiding around the corner? Where's the tea?"

They all chuckled.

Zijuan blushed and smiled, "There's no hot water here, but when we get to our Xiaoxiang Pavilion later, Young Master Luo can drink as much as he wants."

Chunxian laughed in her childish voice, "There's more delicious food too."

This maid was the youngest, a junior maid, still quite young and innocent.

Of course, even the head maid Zijuan was still a child, not much older than Lin Daiyu.

Two young maids carried lanterns and lit the way ahead.

Luo Zijun and Lin Daiyu followed behind, walking slowly as if taking a stroll, towards Xiaoxiang Pavilion where Lin Daiyu lived.

The closer Lin Daiyu got to Xiaoxiang Pavilion, the faster her heart beat.

In the dead of night, she brought a man to her place and even wanted to enter her boudoir—something she would never have dared to imagine before.

But now, she no longer has that concern; she's just a little shy.

Seeing that she seemed very uncomfortable, Luo Zijun broke the silence: "Miss Lin, have you noticed that even without lanterns, your vision is much better than before in this dark night?"

Lin Daiyu nodded and said, "Yes, before I could not see anything in the room when I closed the window, but now I can see many things in the room clearly."

Zijuan suddenly said from the front, "Young Master Luo, that night I lost an embroidery needle. Several of us searched for a long time with oil lamps but couldn't find it. Miss found it under the table right away."

Chunxian said in her childish voice, "Last night, Miss was in the attic and said that we could see the Bai residence far away and even find where Young Master Luo lives..."

"Chunxian, shut up!"

Zijuan hurriedly covered her mouth.

Luo Zijun was taken aback and turned to look. The delicate beauty beside her was blushing deeply, her head lowered tightly, her teeth biting her lip, as if she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

"I...I didn't..."

She retorted shyly, her voice weak and barely audible.

Luo Zijun said, "Cultivating the soul does indeed allow one to see very far at night. Every night I take advantage of the darkness to look around, and I often look towards the Grand View Garden."

Lin Daiyu paused for a moment, then slowly raised her head, her pretty face burning hot, and looked at him.

Zijuan couldn't help but ask, "Young Master Luo, when you look at the Grand View Garden, where do you often look?"

Luo Zijun said, "We usually look at the room where Miss Zijuan lives."

The air fell silent for a moment.

The group suddenly burst into laughter. Ziju blushed and covered her mouth, laughing, "Young Master Luo would never look at me!"

That smile instantly dispelled much of the awkward atmosphere.

But then Chunxian spoke up in her childish voice, "So Young Master Luo often visits our Xiaoxiang Pavilion, not Sister Zijuan. Then it must be our young lady, right?"

"..."

(End of this chapter)