Chapter 37 – The Secret of the Box (II)

“Where are the bullets?” At this moment, Fan Xian was like a girl having a beautiful dream who woke up and realized that she was still sleeping on the woodpile in the kitchen, and asked Five Bamboos in a somewhat irritated, lowered voice.

Five Bamboo’s reply was honest, but made others hear it wonderfully, “What’s a bullet?”

Fan Xian was furious, so he had to give Uncle Five Bamboo another description of what a bullet looked like, its size, length, and usage, and then said with anticipation, “Uncle see that mother has used this, right?”

Five Bamboo shook his head, “As I said, I forgot something.” While Fan Xian was feeling slightly disappointed, Five Bamboo suddenly spoke up, “But I remember those things you mentioned, and back then, they seemed to think they were of no use, so when they carried you away, they were all thrown away in the cellar of the Taiping Buyeon.”

Fan Xian’s temperament had actually long been tempered to be very calm and collected, but when he heard this, he still couldn’t help but want to rush up and hug this lovely blind man and kiss him big time.

There was a letter in the second compartment of the box, which was sealed extremely well, so when Fan Xian flicked the thin letter, no dust fell off.

“Five Bamboo Kai.”

Fan Xian’s heart didn’t know what to feel, so it turned out that this box wasn’t reserved for himself, but for this person beside him. He forced a smile and handed the letter to Five Bamboo, seemingly forgetting that the other party was blind.

Five Bamboos refused to take it, saying coldly, “Miss let me read it, but also to say it to you, so read it directly.”

Fan Xian laughed and tore open the envelope, then began to read it, and after reading a few lines, his face became a bit tolerant. Originally thought that the box was a divine soldier’s suicide note, really a very unoriginal thing, can not help but look down on the mother’s tactics somewhat, did not expect to really see this letter, only to find that the woman called Ye Qingmei, really have to look down on the world’s whiskers …… breath.

The handwriting is not beautiful, than Ruo Ruo sister’s words to be much worse, and even seems to be some rough scribbling, the tone of the letter is also very strange, and the words inside the words before the words, I think it is not written within the same time.

“Lovely little bamboo bamboo, kiss a …… sister really like you ya, many times I want to introduce you to the room daughter-in-law, the result is that you are always cold. Old mother I …… well, be gentle, old sister I really angry. You went to that temple to fight, and I figured you still couldn’t win and had to escape back like a dog again, so I wrote something to make fun of you.”

When Fan Xian saw this, he couldn’t help but glance at Five Bamboo, to think that such a handsome Zongshi level expert, where was the shadow of a dog? The letter went on to write:

“What about me? I gave someone some aphrodisiacs while you were gone, and I succeeded in borrowing the seed, but I just don’t know if I’ll give birth to a baby daughter or an asshole son in the future. This box is the only thing I have left in this world, Lao Mao said that he had influenced the area around Beijing in his life, remember, I also said. I’ve come to this world, but I’ve only left this box behind.”

Seeing the two words “Borrowed Seed” and the four words “Asshole Son”, Fan Xian nearly fell off the stool, it turned out that his own life was not only bizarre, but also quite a romance, it’s just a pity that the letter didn’t say clearly who the object of the borrowed seed was, this is a great question in Fan Xian’s heart nowadays.

The following are the original words of the letter from Fan Xian’s mother, Ye Qingmei, who had once left endless shock in this world:

“Quite sad isn’t it? Probably there is no one else in the world besides you who can open this box, and who taught me to be so gentle and kind as to teach you the five strokes that are useless in this world? Cute little Zhu Zhu doll ah, old mom really wants to hug you to sleep, you come back quickly ah.”

“I put the box back in its usual place, you should know where it is, hehe, if you open the box and see this letter, then of course you know where it is, old mom seems to be talking nonsense again.”

“I’m just curious now, will I have a daughter or a son? If it’s a daughter it’s fine, if it’s a son it’s his father’s turn for a headache, and men ah are too ambitious, hell knows what they’ll do.”

“Okay, okay, I admit that I am also ambitious, but want to make this world a little better, such a small woman’s good wishes, should I use the word ambition to describe it?”

“Why does it feel like I’m writing my last words? Screw it, bah bah bah bah, it’s so unlucky.”

“Well, who knows? Consider it a last word, it’s written smoothly anyway, remember, don’t use this broken gun, a big knife to cut ants, not much power. After reading this letter, destroy this box, don’t let those idle people in the world know about old mother’s glorious life, they don’t deserve it.”

“Old Mother has come, seen, played, been the richest man, killed princes, pulled out the old emperor’s beard, borrowed the sunshine of this world to be brilliant, just about to unify the world, but I don’t care about Old Mother, how? My precious daughter ah, asshole son ah, I guess how are not as tossable as I can, live peacefully is good.”

“Alas …… will I be able to go back to that world after I die of old age in the future?”

“Dad, mom, I miss you guys.”

“Xiao Zhu Zhu ah, actually you don’t understand what I said, you don’t know where I came from. I am lonely, people come and go in this world, but I am still lonely.”

“I am lonely.”

“Old Mother is lonely.”

After reading the letter, Fan Xian was silent for a long time, then smiled and asked softly, “Mother is not from this world, do you remember?”

Five Bamboos spoke somewhat sluggishly, “I seem to remember a little.”

“Mother said that you went to fight with the people from the temple at that time, was it that fight that made you lose part of your memory.” Fan Xian’s hand slowly slid around the edge of the box.

“It should have.”

“If you hadn’t lost that part of your memory, this chest should have been opened by you, and after opening it, would you have told me all of this?”

“I suppose not.”

“Hmm.” Fan Xian nodded, “I guess it’s the same, maybe you’ll find a small mountain village that no one knows about and then accompany me as I slowly grow up.” A smile appeared on his face, “Maybe that would be nice.”

He then sighed and shook his head helplessly with a smile, “Too bad you can’t start over with anything.”

“Why aren’t you curious that I can open this chest?” Fan Xian teased Five Bamboos, wanting to see the shocked expression he showed after realizing that he was also a soul from another world.

“Why would I be curious?” Five Bamboo remained calm, only suddenly feeling that the young master was just as verbose and boring a type of human as the young lady.

Feeling idiotic, Fan Xian turned to ask, “Did her death have anything to do with the temple?”

“I don’t know.”

Fan Xian was silent for a moment, then continued to look at the chest. There was a note attached to the top of the last layer of the chest, and he compared the difference in height between the inside and outside, which should be very thin, and uncovered the note to look at it, but froze when he took a look at it. Only to see the note written above:

“Hey, if it’s Five Bamboo, after seeing that letter, you should immediately go and destroy this box, you actually want to continue to read it, honestly, who are you? How did you open this box?”

Old mom was indeed a person with a crystal heart, and Fan Xian, momentarily lost in thought, replied in a daze, “I am your son.” Naturally, she couldn’t hear this reply.

The note was short, and there weren’t many words written on it. It ended with just a warning.

“Guess it’s either my daughter or my son. Read what’s underneath when you’ve messed with someone’s life, remember!”

Looking at the very exaggerated exclamation point, looking at the hollow circle underneath the exclamation point, his mother’s last orders, a prudent warning, Fan Xian didn’t dare to disobey, and very honestly pasted the note back.

“I’m going out for a walk.” Fan Xian said this bracketed sentence to Five Bamboo, and left the house, head down, walking into the lingering early fall night rain. The box couldn’t be safer with Five Bamboos, and he wasn’t too worried.

Only after Fan Xian’s somewhat disheveled figure disappeared into the rain did Five Bamboos slowly come out from the corner and sat down somewhat woodenly beside the table. His fingers stroked over the guns in the case and on the table before landing on the letter, his fingers gently tracing back and forth across the envelope, unsure of what he was thinking.

A faint rustle sounded between his fingers and the letterhead, a rustle between the rain and the garden grass.

Inside the house was dark, and Wu Zhu was alone, sitting beside a box, the black cloth on his face all softened, a very gentle look emerging on his face.

Fan Xian walked alone on the rainy night street, letting the rain wash his face and drench his body. From time to time, a trace of a smile appeared on his face, which turned into a faint sadness in an instant, and then a moment later, he was calm again, and he didn’t know how many kinds of suspicions were fermenting, intertwining, and rushing in his heart at this moment.

Ye Qingmei, this glorious name, seemed to have not truly entered his life, entered his mind until today. He had understood many things at this time, where his mother had come from and what she had done in this world.

Tanyuu’s grandmother had said that before Imamu’s father took the throne, the most likely people to take over the throne of the Qing Kingdom would have been those two princes. Instead, those two princes had died in a somewhat absurd murder case.

After reading that letter, Fan Xian naturally knew clearly that those two princes who were always on guard against assassination died under the sniper rifle of his old mother.

It was also the same as saying that today’s Qing Dynasty royal family was completely dependent on mother in order to have this world. Mother had built the Qing Yu Hall and established the Supervisory Court, providing the most fundamental everything for the strength of this country.

It could even be said that without Ye Qingmei as a person, there would be no present day Qing Kingdom.