Chapter 15: Under the Faint Purplish Red Moon
The sky at daybreak was just leaving the darkness of the night, the light was clean and pure, I was riding on a furry white cloud and comfortably moving towards the Four Stars Palace.
I rode to the back door and stretched my hands to give a light knock, but the door obediently opened even without me pushing it. Two or three sika deers at the pond turned to look at me, when they realised it was me, they lost interest and turned back their attentions to the person in blue robes nearby.
The person in blue-robes was sitting with his back facing towards me. Although his back had the colour of the blue in the lake, it made one think of the lost moonlight in the chinese ink paintings, clear but lonely, all-encompassing and moist. At this moment, his sleeves were half-raised as he scooped up water from the pond, as if washing the little sika deer that was huddling next to me.
When the little sika deer saw me, it immediately turn up the whites of its eyes, it stiffen its neck, it stuck out its tongue, and it flipped on the floor as if it died.
The blue-robed person was surprised, his hand paused and he turned towards me. His gaze was clearer than water, more languid than the clouds, this was Night.
"Mi Er..."
I quickly walked two steps to Night's side. I stretched my hand to touch below the nose of the little sika deer, there was no breath at all. I pushed its legs, it was hard, stiff and could not be moved. I turned my head to Night, "It died! Did you kill it? Why did you kill it?"
Night was stunned, his face was full of confusion, unconsciously he tried to explain, "It's not me..." When he regained his awareness, he said, "Mi Er, don't be anxious, I will check." When he finished speaking, he stretched his hand and there was a silver glow around the neck of the sika deer.
I quickly stood behind his back and twisted my finger, the little sika deer's ears immediately started to move, its soul which appeared to have vanished earlier appeared to have bounced back. It happily jumped up. Night was not prepared, he was so shocked by the corpse suddenly jumping alive that he took a step back.
I lowered my head and patted the little sika deer that was huddling at my feet. I praised it, "Not bad not bad, you have gained about half of my skills! Tomorrow I will change your meal, I wonder what good food should I give you..." I paused to reflect, "Perhaps, some cabbage." The shining light in the little sika deer's eyes immediately vanquished.
Night was astounded into silence, "So it was Mi Er, you...!" He broke out into laughter, his laughter was hearty and immediately brightened up everyone's feelings. Although Night was someone who smiled, and often he would not speak but smile first, he was gentle and elegant, but I always felt that his smile lacked something. Today, his smile and laughter was to my satisfaction.
"To read ten thousands of books is no better than having one skill on you. I see that the little sika deer is weak and it may be bullied by other creatures in future, so I imparted my special skill to protect it. In heavens or hell, there are hundreds of strange skills, but none can beat my stance of "fake death". It is easy to learn and easy to do, you only need to lie down stiffly and straight," I patiently explained in detail what happened to Night. I even asked him, "Night, would you like to learn?"
Night gave me a soft gaze, the tips of his mouth rose up, he smiled with the warmth of the spring wind. Some strands of his hair broke loose from the grape stem hair clip and swept down his forehead, under the soft rays of the sun, he stretched up his hand and stroke my cheek, "I will not learn, and I will not let you use. As long as you stay with me one day, I will protect you to be safe and happy one day, I will never let you have the chance to use ... ah, your special protecting skill."
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