Chapter 1: Family Slaughter
The moon hangs high in the sky.
The bright moon in the sky shines as bright as daylight.
August, in a couple of days it will be the mid-autumn festival. (TL: I say August but it’s really just the eighth month, I thought it would be better to say August instead of the eight month.)
The hanging lanterns compete with the glow of the moon.
Yet the nights here are still so sultry that it is hard for people to fall asleep. But the light rain that just fell completely swept away the heat in the air and also made the air this night become exceptionally fresh.
The frogs clamored in the pond, the summer crickets chirped in the night, the fragrance of sweet olives covered this old street. The sweet olives after a shower mixed with the scent of soil was especially intoxicating. (TL: Sweet olives)
Too bad in this sweet fragrant air it is mixed with wave after wave of a fishy smell.
That is the smell of blood, the smell of fresh blood.
The dogs on the street barked furiously, seemingly warning people of the abnormality here.
Such a beautiful night makes it truly unable for people to connect it with murder. A dark moon and high winds are a night for murder, but the night right now it honestly too silent, too beautiful.
…I am a dividing line…
Bodies laying in every direction covered the courtyard.
In the low-lying areas of the courtyard the fresh blood merged with the rain water forming one after another little ponds.
There are a lot of people that died. Looking at their attire some of them are just regular workhands, and occasionally some of the ones with more luxurious clothes are the owners of this courtyard. On a flight of stairs, a young woman was down in a pool of blood. She’d already stopped breathing for a long time, the fatal blow is on her back by a sharp object that pierced her heart when she was running away, dying on the spot.
In the woman arms is a baby still in swaddling clothes whose s.e.x cannot be determined.
The murderer clearly didn’t have the slightest bit of mercy in his/her heart. Right at the infant’s chest a ma.s.s of blood gradually expanded on the swaddle blanket…
That place, is the baby’s heart. He was also pierced through the heart by a sword just like his mother.
Strangely though, that child that had received a mortal wound was actually still alive.
The child in the swaddle blanket had clear and bright big eyes, only right now in this pair of beautiful eyes radiated a deep sense of despair and confusion.
This is a pair of eyes that made the hearts of all people break, so bright, so cute, so mesmerizing. If not that this pair of eyes was radiating a deep despair and confusion, then not a single person would not like a child who possessed a pair of eyes such as these.
But there was also n.o.body that could believe that an unworldly infant could have such a pair of eyes that could talk. In this pair of eyes there revealed too many feelings, this is definitely not what an infant can possess.
But it is the way it is, appearing on the infant’s face.
Able to possess a pair of eyes with such rich emotion, of course he is not a baby. He’s called Ye Feng, he comes from another world.
Ye Feng used his little hands to tightly clutch the sword wound on his chest. Unfortunately his strength is too weak, crimson red blood still stubbornly bubbled out. Feeling one’s own life slowly tick away is such a horrifying matter.
“Death” itself is not painful, what’s painful is that period of waiting before dying.
Right now Ye Feng is thoroughly tasting this pain, this horror.
If he really was a baby how great would that be. Slowly dying like this, at most he would just feel a bit uncomfortable, right? Maybe he would feel pain, be he definitely wouldn’t be so scared… How can a newborn baby understand fear and feel regret and attachment to a never before experienced life?
That dog on the street barked even more crazily.
The desire to survive had already gradually faded. Even if it was just a dozen minutes ago, Ye Feng had still hoped that this crazy, noisy dog could use its furious barking to attract one or two people…
Even a watchman would have been okay.
But, a dozen minutes have pa.s.sed by. Yet Ye Feng who sensed that the loss of his vitality had reached the end felt that, turns out when you’re waiting to die, time pa.s.ses by so slowly, so slow that he’d already given up the hope to survive.
Fate, always likes to play a little joke on you when people start to ignore it.
Right when Ye Feng had already given up hope and prepared to calmly accept dying again. In a place that little Ye Feng couldn’t see, on his tender chest a red light slowly appeared. This red light was so weak and because of the obstruction of the clothes it could not be seen… That is a series of words, the very first row of words are 4 words that never changed… Heavenly Ethereal Library Pavilion… Below it are a string of lines like a computer game’s program, constantly flashing different words:
“Sensed unknown vital energy, absorbing…”
“Completed linking with host, Jin Yong martial arts data…”
“Martial arts loading complete, all features unlocked…”
“Host’s vital energy is dropping too quickly, life support system initiated, consuming energy…”
Following, the wound that pierced through his entire lung started to slowly heal, his speed of losing blood decreased… Only, all of this was silently happening while Ye Feng was completely unaware.
But this unknown healing process only occurred for a moment and then the weak red light started to flicker non-stop: “Heavenly Ethereal Library Pavilion system energy too low, about to enter sleep mode…”
1, 2, 3. After silently flashing 3 times the red light swiftly vanished as if never having appeared before. Everything returned to its original appearance. And Ye Feng’s wound that was originally about to recover started to slowly seep out bright red blood again…
Hope, when you most need it, arrives late; And when you’re about to give it up, arrives unexpectedly.
After a series of chaotic footsteps the entrance door was pushed open with a loud squeak.
With a clatter something fell onto the ground.
“Oh my G.o.d…” Seems like the person that came also fell onto the ground.
After a moment, a horrified cry pierced the night sky.
“M… Murder — Come, hurry up — Murder –”
The shrill cry not only overshadowed the croaking of the frogs, even that rabid dog on the street also tucked its tail between its legs and hid in fright.
Hearing the sounds around him of footsteps running over, Ye Feng relaxed his mind and almost fainted.
Although if he faints at this time he might truly be not too far away from dying.
Forcibly holding back his tiredness and sleepiness — That is the call of death. Sensing that a decent amount of people had walked near the courtyard, Ye Feng used all of his strength yelling, raising up high his tiny arms and yelling loudly: “Help, save me, I don’t want to die, I’ve only just time-travelled — ” (TL: I say time-travelled but I actually mean appearing in a different world.)
But what came out of his throat was just a series of babbling crying sounds.
Detective Huang who had just walked into the courtyard lead a bunch of officers from the county and shakily searched through the bodies. And then in a series of infant crying noises he found a heavily wounded infant.