Chapter 6: Master, Here's My Filial Piety (2)
At the peak of Qiongming,
Within the restricted zone.
Bai Lian, who had gone to inquire, looked at the stone bed in dismay.
It changed.
The original stone bed has vanished, and now a new wooden bed has taken its place.
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"That bed is too firm," stated An Lan. "I don't appreciate it. Presently, I prefer things that are softer."
Bai Lian nodded.
Exactly.
The wooden bed has a soft mattress on it.
After being accompanied by An Lan for 500 years, the stone bed was shattered in a terrible battle in the game.
Bai Lian took a small bench and a small tea table out of her chest.
She sat at the tea table and ate watermelon while talking to An Lan.
Anyway, Bai Lian asked An Lan random questions to keep her occupied and stay with her.
"How can Thousands of Flowers bloom?"
"%$"
"Where does the boundary lie between the virtual and the real?"
"@＃"
"What is the thing you hate the most, Master?"
"Water chestnut."
"What is your favorite color?"
"Blue… and white."
"What are your three sizes?"
Bai Lian gestured.
An Lan was on high alert and asked, "What are you planning to do?"
Bai Lian said to her Shifu, "I am going to make a dress for you."
In the game, she has seen An Lan's role card at least a hundred times, but it is too small to find all the information related to An Lan on it.
Apart from height and weight, there is only a meager "A" on the role card.
Naturally, An Lan's birthday was also recorded on the role card.
August 17th.
It will be next month.
Perhaps An Lan cannot recall, but Bai Lian still remembers it vividly.
An Lan hesitated for a moment before saying, "I am not entirely certain."
She pulled out a tape measure and was about to wrap it around herself when Bai Lian intervened, taking the tape from her hands.
"…"
OK.
I was misunderstood, but I didn't feel the need to explain myself.
An Lan raised her hands voluntarily.
"Measure it."
Bai Lian had no ulterior motives and wished to avoid another expulsion by An Lan.
If she repeated the mistake once more, Shifu would be furious as it's not easy to heal the emotional wounds caused by recklessness.
So, very calm.
A warm breeze blew inside the cave.
An Lan adjusted the temperature control magic array yesterday, which is why the temperature changed.
As she sat on the edge of the bed, she noticed two "cute rabbits" hopping around in front of her.
Humph.
What's the point of becoming bigger? Doesn't it affect one's ability to move?
An Lan chose not to point it out as she didn't like to interfere. Perhaps, Bai Lian assumed that as a sign of maternal instinct.
Oh, poor little Bai Lian!
After a moment, Bai Lian placed the tape on the bed and asked An Lan, "Master, could you perhaps sit sideways?"
"What are you about to do again?"
Even though An Lan inquired, she still obeyed Bai Lian's command.
She sat on the edge of the bed with half of her hips facing the entrance of the cave while her body was slightly tense.
If Bai Lian dares to do anything unusual to her, she will push Bai Lian down to the ground, and then expel her from the Qiongming Peak!
"Your hair is a mess."
Said Bai Lian.
The bright sunlight shone on the mirror in front of the cave, illuminating the entire cavern like a diamond.
As Bai Lian lifted An Lan's black hair that had fallen behind her head, countless scenes from the game flooded her mind.
In the game, during most of the lines related to An Lan, "she" would insert her hand into An Lan's hair. However, during one instance, "she" suppressed An Lan to the bed while laughing evilly.
"Master, allow me to serve you!"
Bai Lian attempted to take on An Lan's perspective.
At that particular moment, An Lan was likely desperate and lost.
Following Yan Xiyi's death and falling out with Yan Yue, she found herself isolated in her own world.
Is this okay?
Certainly not!
However, in the "Shifu's game line" special, it is completely distinct.
The peach blossoms outside the window were magnificently showcased in this game line.
It's early morning.
An Lan sat in front of the dresser as "Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian" meticulously combed her hair.
Counting, one, two, three…
This warm picture will remain fixed on your computer screen forever, as long as you don't press the space bar.
The ending is not good.
[This way, even if I were to die, I would die feeling warmth.]
As An Lan closed her eyes in the arms of Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian, the last words she recalled were those spoken before her death, when she saved Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian.
Then the screen went black.
A dialog box appeared on the screen, torn and disrupted.
[Ah! Ah! Ah!]
As several rows of trembling blood-colored characters emerged, the words "bad ending" quietly appeared in the lower right corner of the screen.
This time, things will be different.
Bai Lian retrieved the comb.
She had her index finger in close contact with her hair and was breathing slightly. It felt very different from watching computer-generated images than it did experiencing it in person!
Simply brush it into Shifu's regular hairstyle.
Shifu, this is my way of showing filial devotion!
Bai Lian envisioned the future.
She thought that one day she could leave behind all her troubles.
She pictured herself playing the piano, An Lan accompanying with the flute, and the younger Martial Sisters providing their musical support.
But this future is still far from being reached.
In the silence, An Lan slowly relaxed her body.
It seems like she doesn't have to break up with Bai Lian.
Yes!
She let out a sigh of relief.
Although Bai Lian has many shortcomings, such as teaching only at night and running around for her Martial Sisters all day long.
However, she is still a very good disciple and there is a comforting scent about her. If you lie in bed and breathe in the light fragrance, you can easily fall asleep.
The taste lingered in An Lan's memory.
Then, when Bai Lian wasn't paying attention, An Lan secretly stashed the fragrance in her pillow.
Shashasha.
Bai Lian's gentle fingers danced on An Lan's head, sending shivers down her spine. An Lan closed her eyes, savoring the sensation with delight.
A rush of dusty memories flooded her mind.
By the way, did she have a good relationship with anyone in her previous life?
She made an effort to recollect.
But…
No, she couldn't recall having any friends in her previous life.
Did she forget something?
"…"
An Lan frowned.
…
July.
As the weather began to cool, Jue Yunzi quietly set foot on the road towards the location where he would confront his Guafeng Disaster.
An Lan, who was a member of the Duxian sect, was selected to be the accompanying escort.
One reason for this was that An Lan was strong.
The second reason was that An Lan frequently left the sect, so even if she were not a member of the Duxian sect, she would not draw attention from outsiders.
It's early morning.
Bai Lian nodded at An Lan.
The downfall of the Youming Ghost Clan can be considered averted potential crisis for the Duxian Sect.
If the Duxian Sect's enemy dares to attempt a sneak attack on the Sect Leader this time, they will have to face An Lan first. Jue Yunzi would be free from any worries with An Lan's protection.
This way, she would be able to teach younger Martial Sisters in the next few years and work towards a better future.
"Shifu, you protect me this time, and I will protect you next time!"
Bai Lian was not worried that An Lan would be hurt by those people.
The only thing those people relied on was the mysterious Yin Yuan Immortal Mirror, which they used in the game to numb people's souls and break into the Duxian sect.
However, An Lan possessed the soul of a Heavenly Lord, rendering her impervious to the effects of a hundred Yin Yuan Immortal Mirrors.
After An Lan disappeared from view, Bai Lian returned to her room and pushed the door shut.
An Lan's birthday is still one month away from today.
This will be sufficient for her to create a family portrait and sew a gift for An Lan.
