Chapter 5: The Bored Pillow

Although Fan Xian was only four years old on the outside, he was a mature soul on the inside, and the blood and light and corpses of his first day in this world were firmly imprinted in his mind, so he had always had a great deal of unease in his heart, knowing that his unclear and ambiguous birth would one day bring him trouble.

It seemed that today this trouble had finally come.

The sneak attack didn’t work, naturally he couldn’t repeat the same trick, on one side he was pathetically sobbing with the intention of confusing that night person, on the other side he was rapidly turning his brain, wanting to find a way to escape from life.

If he called for help, the other party would surely kill himself in a very short time, and seeing that the other party did not do anything at the moment, he was obviously knocked out by the “father” that he had called out carelessly.

Fan Xian’s brain turned surprisingly fast, once he saw that the sneak attack did not work, relying on his own innate advantage of super young age, looked at the nightwalker, wailed: “Dad, Dad ……”.

Crying on one side, one side of the heart is nervous and incomparable began to calculate how to escape themselves.

“No need to pretend, Young Master Fan.” The tone of the nightwalker’s speech was indifferent, but it didn’t seem to be dangerous, “It seems like you’re really smart, knowing how to protect yourself at such a young age, but you should know very well that I’m not Lord Earl.”

After saying these words, the nightwalker compared the knife in his hand before leaning towards the four-year-old Fan Xian.

While Fan Xian’s face remained innocent and tear-filled, his heart contracted tightly as he sobbed, “Then who are you, Uncle?”

“I was sent by your father to see you, so don’t scream oh.”

The nightwalker’s eyes were slightly brown and looked a bit ugly, while the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes revealed his age, and the tone of his voice reminded Fan Xian quite directly of those old grandfathers who tricked little girls into seeing goldfish.

But Fan Xian didn’t show it, still perfectly playing the hint of shock, a few hints of surprise, and a little bit of anger that a four-year-old should have.

“You’re not dad!”

Then as if he didn’t see the knife held in the other’s hand, he wiggled his little butt and climbed onto the big bed, cooing, “Don’t even know what daddy looks like.”

The Nightwalker smiled grimly and made his way over to the bed.

Suddenly, the little boy on the bed twisted his head to look behind Nightwalker, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes and he called out, “Mommy!”

This was a very cheating move of sounding off, if any other person had cast it, I’m afraid it wouldn’t have fooled that Nightwalker, after all, the other party was also a master who independently owned a laboratory in Kyoto.

But the one who performed this move was a four year old boy, so the nightwalker simply believed it, and as soon as he heard Fan Xian call for his mother, an extremely shocked look appeared inside the nightwalker’s eyes, and he violently twisted his head to look back.

Behind him was naturally the tightly closed door and the thick night color.

“Bang!” A crunching sound resounded in the bedroom.

The nightwalker lay on the floor with his head covered in blood.

Fan Xian held the half-broken porcelain pillow in his hand, looked at this fellow on the ground with a palpitating heart, weighed the remnants of the pillow in his hand, clenched his teeth together, raised his little arm, and ruthlessly smashed it down towards the back of the other man’s head.

This is a muffled sound, the force with a great, even if the night person is a generation of masters, suffered this pillow, I’m afraid that a moment and a half will be difficult to wake up.

Outside came the big maid’s voice: “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, sister, broke a cup, come back tomorrow to get it.”

“How can that be? What if you stub Young Master’s foot?”

“I said tomorrow!”

Hearing the young master, who had always been gentle and sweet and innocent, lose his temper, the maid stopped her mouth and didn’t say anything else.

Fan Xian walked back to the closet and dragged a winter quilt out of it with great difficulty, then with a forceful tear of both fingers, he tore the quilt surface into strips of cloth, twisted it, and tied the unconscious nightwalker on the ground up firmly and solidly.

It was only at this point that he realized that his back was completely wet.

A trace of fear surged into his heart – whether in his previous life or in this life, this was the first time he had ever intended to kill someone, although he didn’t know if he had killed the other party or not – he had taken too much of a risk, if the other party was really a martial arts expert, his previous blow would have surely cut short his own life.

Probing his hand under the nightwalker’s masked black scarf, he tried, realizing that the other party was still breathing, and for some reason, Fan Xian’s mind surged with the idea of killing and exterminating the other party.

Then he realized that after he was reborn, his character seemed to have become much tougher, and he had not hesitated even though he had been so ruthless just now.

He himself did not notice that this was because in the heart of the child now called Fan Xian, he was already someone who had died once, and his rebirth in this life was extraordinarily precious, so he would not allow anyone to harm his life.

It was so simple to realize that life was heavy only after one had been drunk, and only after one had died did one realize that life was heavy.

Holding that small knife in his hand, thinking and thinking, Fan Xian still didn’t make up his mind to kill this unconscious nightwalker on the ground, suddenly he thought of someone, and with a joyful color appearing on his face, he quietly pushed open the door of his room, ran to the backyard and burrowed out through a dog hole, and came to the grocery store outside of that grocery store on the opposite corner of the Earl’s Mansion.

“Pa pa pa pa pa ……” He gently knocked on the door panel of the grocery store, the sound small enough that it didn’t reach far in the quiet late night of Tanyu.

But Fan Xian knew that the person inside must be able to hear this knocking, and although the other person had pretended not to recognize him for the past four years, when it came down to it, Fan Xian could only think that this person could be trusted.

“Who?”

A voice came from the grocery store that was flat to the core, without a hint of emotional fluctuation.

Fan Xian thought to himself that this person was really still the same as he was back then outside of Kyoto, speaking and doing everything in a single-minded manner, and after his eyes rolled twice, he said softly, “I’m Fan Xian.”

As expected of Fan Xian, the wooden door of the grocery store opened silently, and the blind teenager just stood in the doorway like a ghost, startling Fan Xian in turn.

Fan Xian looked at the person in front of him who had sent him to Tanyuu Harbor, looking at the other person’s cheeks that didn’t seem to have changed even a bit in the past four years and the piece of black cloth over his eyes, and wondered a bit in his heart, could it be that none of these people would ever grow old?