Lily shook her ears and looked puzzlingly at Hao Ren and Vivian. "What are you two talking about? The glittering feather's from the goddess? Is it for me?"
"No, you don't have amnesia." Hao Ren put his hand on Lily's head and pushed her away. "It's for Vivian to treat her narcolepsy and amnesia. Can you please take the garbage in the kitchen out?"
Lily grunted and ran to empty the trash. Hao Ren then turned to Vivian. "Is this thing working? How does it feel now?"
"I felt a little hot just now, but the sensation's gone now." Vivian touched her chest, and took out some stuff that was on her—a Mahogany sword, a cross, a Bagua mirror, a sacred stone,a Bodhi-seed and a dazzling array of stuff as if she had just gotten back from traveling. "It's probably more useful than these things..."
Hao Ren looked at Vivian's six-pounds worth of sacred objects, rolling his eyes. Hopefully, all these amulets would not make her develop "drug resistance" in her body.
'What the goddess is giving is definitely better than your six pounds of scraps." Hao Ren coughed twice. "Why haven't you thrown them away? They're obviously useless."
Vivian ticked the objects back into her clothes—God knows how she did it. "At least psychologically, they make me feel better!"
At this time, as Big Bluey had completed his mission and found no further business to attend to, he made a buzzing sound before turning into a beam of light and disappearing into the air. Hao Ren said, "I didn't expect to get a reply from Raven 12345 so fast. I thought it would take her a few days before she would give me any reply, but here she is, sending this."
"But, the amulet seems to only dampen my drowsiness, it's just a palliative approach." Vivian blinked. "I'll still feel nervous until the underlying cause of my drowsiness and amnesia is found."
Of course, this problem needed to be solved. However, both Hao Ren and Vivian had no clue at the moment: routine physical examination would not detect the problems. Vivian had lain in the medical pod and the routine examination had confirmed she was as fit as a fiddle, and as an otherworldling which specialized in blood magic, Vivian knew her physical state well, the lethargy and amnesia she experienced was definitely not a physical condition. Hao Ren suspected that this was related to occultism and might even be related to The Plane of Dreams—the home of all otherworldlings. Obviously, this was not a problem that could be solved in a day or two.
Moreover, Hao Ren was also concerned about the descriptions he had read from Vivian's manuscript: Before she fell asleep, Vivian had portrayed some weird scenes, such as the earth under the blood-red moonlight, distorted monsters, enemies which were between alien and human shadows. These scenes had appeared repeatedly in the manuscripts, and Vivian's account of them was very vivid and certain. Although she would forget these scenes after each waking up, but judging from the manuscript these things had indeed happened.
However, Vivian was quite certain that except the bloody moon, the distorted and other monsters mentioned in the manuscripts did not actually exist. There were no such otherworldlings on earth. There had no similar wild creatures in the ancient times.
They had only appeared in the manuscripts—where did the things Vivian saw right before she slept come from? Was it real or just an illusion?
The truth might have been buried the long river of history. Even the other ancient ones might not be able to answer: Vivian was a lone wolf and she always found some quiet and secluded places to sleep in, she could not find any former friends who had witnessed the scenes depicted in the manuscript with her.
Y'zaks and Nangong Sanba were also very curious about what happened to Vivian. Hao Ren and Vivian told them what they had read in manuscripts in the basement yesterday. The husky had heard the story too but she was not good in reasoning, so she went into the kitchen instead. Vivian had also showed the original manuscript. Of course, nobody at the scene could interpret the lost ancient texts, she did that just to show off her own literary heritage, that she could single-handedly create such literary relics.
"I'm sorry to hear such thing happened to you," Y'zaks scratched his head. "I'm not good at this complicated and sophisticated knowledge... Demon is only good at simple and crude problem-solving. When it comes to curse and spiritual issues, it's out of my depth."
"I have read some articles about the ancient times in my father's collection, and books similar to the encyclopaedia." Nangong Sanba recalled the half-baked demon-hunter education he received in the past. "The 'Encyclopaedia' had record of all the otherworldlings and exotic beasts that had appeared on Earth. There had no mention of the monsters mentioned in this manuscript, especially the illustrations at the end of the manuscript... in my humble opinion, these things look more Like a children's graffiti, pure imagination, don't look like it was born out of evolution."
"Encyclopaedia of the demon hunters?" Vivian immediately became interested. "I have heard of such a book. Its records of otherworldlings are even more comprehensive than the records the otherworldlings themselves have. Do you have it?"
Nangong Sanba smiled embarrassingly. "It has long since disappeared with my old house. And to tell the truth, I also don't remember much of the contents of the book. Although I like books, my father didn't let me into his study room. The training of the demon hunters was very onerous, there was not much time for books—"
Before Nangong Sanba could finished, he was smacked on the head by a snake's tail. Wuyue said, "Let's not embarrassing yourself; since when did you not after the many editions of The Golden Lotus every time you ventured into father's study room? And you have the nerve to say that father hadn't allowed you into his room…"
Everyone: "….."
Holding a small screwdriver in hand, Y'lisabet was passing by and overheard their conversation. She stopped in her track and asked curiously, "Uncle Ren, what is The Golden Lotus?"
Y'zaks quickly carried away his daughter under his armpit. "Kid shouldn't ask so many question, you know. Now, go and read two classical literatures, while waiting for the dinner."
Y'lisabet's cry echoed in the room. Hao Ren wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and murmured, "It's not easy to be a demon princess, eh?"
"In short, this manuscript is strange. From the professional perspective of a demon hunter, the texts sound strange." Nangong Sanba rubbed its head. "I'm very sceptical of each of Vivian's encounters before her hibernation."
Hao Ren and Vivian nodded spontaneously. The latter kept the manuscript and said, "Thing won't be sussed out anytime soon. Anyway, I've a talisman keeping things under control now; there won't be a no problem. We have time, at least a couple of hundred years. By then we'll be able to suss it out."
To Hao Ren, a couple of hundred years seemed like an eternity. He did not feel the urgency at all. So he got to his feet and about to go to feed the cat. But he noticed something strange with Rollie.
The cat-maiden had just come out of the washroom, and sitting like a statue in the living room while eyes gazing into the direction of the washroom, motionless. Hao Ren took a gander of her and was shocked to discover the maiden was in tears.
"Silly cat, what's wrong with you?"
Rollie glanced up at Hao Ren, suddenly started to bawl as she grabbed his trousers. "Poop scooper, are you going to die soon? Please don't die!"
The silly cat's bawl had everyone scared. They came up to her, some checking out Hao Ren, some checking out the cat. Vivian patted Rollie's head and asked, "Why did you say so?"
The cat maiden lifted her finger and pointed in the direction of the washroom, tears kept running down her cheeks. "I just discovered that I could use the toilet…"
Hao Ren was a little puzzled. "So?"
The cat maiden wiped her tears and said, "So you are going to die, you poop scooper, aren't you?"
Hao Ren finally came to his senses. He jumped to his feet and raged, "Is that what you see me? A poop scooper."
When a cat became human and possessed the logic of a human being but still retaining a cat's worldview, it made your blood run cold.
Lily shook her ears and looked puzzlingly at Hao Ren and Vivian. "What are you two talking about? The glittering feather's from the goddess? Is it for me?"
"No, you don't have amnesia." Hao Ren put his hand on Lily's head and pushed her away. "It's for Vivian to treat her narcolepsy and amnesia. Can you please take the garbage in the kitchen out?"
Lily grunted and ran to empty the trash. Hao Ren then turned to Vivian. "Is this thing working? How does it feel now?"
"I felt a little hot just now, but the sensation's gone now." Vivian touched her chest, and took out some stuff that was on her—a Mahogany sword, a cross, a Bagua mirror, a sacred stone,a Bodhi-seed and a dazzling array of stuff as if she had just gotten back from traveling. "It's probably more useful than these things..."
Hao Ren looked at Vivian's six-pounds worth of sacred objects, rolling his eyes. Hopefully, all these amulets would not make her develop "drug resistance" in her body.
'What the goddess is giving is definitely better than your six pounds of scraps." Hao Ren coughed twice. "Why haven't you thrown them away? They're obviously useless."
Vivian ticked the objects back into her clothes—God knows how she did it. "At least psychologically, they make me feel better!"
At this time, as Big Bluey had completed his mission and found no further business to attend to, he made a buzzing sound before turning into a beam of light and disappearing into the air. Hao Ren said, "I didn't expect to get a reply from Raven 12345 so fast. I thought it would take her a few days before she would give me any reply, but here she is, sending this."
"But, the amulet seems to only dampen my drowsiness, it's just a palliative approach." Vivian blinked. "I'll still feel nervous until the underlying cause of my drowsiness and amnesia is found."
Of course, this problem needed to be solved. However, both Hao Ren and Vivian had no clue at the moment: routine physical examination would not detect the problems. Vivian had lain in the medical pod and the routine examination had confirmed she was as fit as a fiddle, and as an otherworldling which specialized in blood magic, Vivian knew her physical state well, the lethargy and amnesia she experienced was definitely not a physical condition. Hao Ren suspected that this was related to occultism and might even be related to The Plane of Dreams—the home of all otherworldlings. Obviously, this was not a problem that could be solved in a day or two.
Moreover, Hao Ren was also concerned about the descriptions he had read from Vivian's manuscript: Before she fell asleep, Vivian had portrayed some weird scenes, such as the earth under the blood-red moonlight, distorted monsters, enemies which were between alien and human shadows. These scenes had appeared repeatedly in the manuscripts, and Vivian's account of them was very vivid and certain. Although she would forget these scenes after each waking up, but judging from the manuscript these things had indeed happened.
However, Vivian was quite certain that except the bloody moon, the distorted and other monsters mentioned in the manuscripts did not actually exist. There were no such otherworldlings on earth. There had no similar wild creatures in the ancient times.
They had only appeared in the manuscripts—where did the things Vivian saw right before she slept come from? Was it real or just an illusion?
The truth might have been buried the long river of history. Even the other ancient ones might not be able to answer: Vivian was a lone wolf and she always found some quiet and secluded places to sleep in, she could not find any former friends who had witnessed the scenes depicted in the manuscript with her.
Y'zaks and Nangong Sanba were also very curious about what happened to Vivian. Hao Ren and Vivian told them what they had read in manuscripts in the basement yesterday. The husky had heard the story too but she was not good in reasoning, so she went into the kitchen instead. Vivian had also showed the original manuscript. Of course, nobody at the scene could interpret the lost ancient texts, she did that just to show off her own literary heritage, that she could single-handedly create such literary relics.
"I'm sorry to hear such thing happened to you," Y'zaks scratched his head. "I'm not good at this complicated and sophisticated knowledge... Demon is only good at simple and crude problem-solving. When it comes to curse and spiritual issues, it's out of my depth."
"I have read some articles about the ancient times in my father's collection, and books similar to the encyclopaedia." Nangong Sanba recalled the half-baked demon-hunter education he received in the past. "The 'Encyclopaedia' had record of all the otherworldlings and exotic beasts that had appeared on Earth. There had no mention of the monsters mentioned in this manuscript, especially the illustrations at the end of the manuscript... in my humble opinion, these things look more Like a children's graffiti, pure imagination, don't look like it was born out of evolution."
"Encyclopaedia of the demon hunters?" Vivian immediately became interested. "I have heard of such a book. Its records of otherworldlings are even more comprehensive than the records the otherworldlings themselves have. Do you have it?"
Nangong Sanba smiled embarrassingly. "It has long since disappeared with my old house. And to tell the truth, I also don't remember much of the contents of the book. Although I like books, my father didn't let me into his study room. The training of the demon hunters was very onerous, there was not much time for books—"
Before Nangong Sanba could finished, he was smacked on the head by a snake's tail. Wuyue said, "Let's not embarrassing yourself; since when did you not after the many editions of The Golden Lotus every time you ventured into father's study room? And you have the nerve to say that father hadn't allowed you into his room…"
Everyone: "….."
Holding a small screwdriver in hand, Y'lisabet was passing by and overheard their conversation. She stopped in her track and asked curiously, "Uncle Ren, what is The Golden Lotus?"
Y'zaks quickly carried away his daughter under his armpit. "Kid shouldn't ask so many question, you know. Now, go and read two classical literatures, while waiting for the dinner."
Y'lisabet's cry echoed in the room. Hao Ren wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and murmured, "It's not easy to be a demon princess, eh?"
"In short, this manuscript is strange. From the professional perspective of a demon hunter, the texts sound strange." Nangong Sanba rubbed its head. "I'm very sceptical of each of Vivian's encounters before her hibernation."
Hao Ren and Vivian nodded spontaneously. The latter kept the manuscript and said, "Thing won't be sussed out anytime soon. Anyway, I've a talisman keeping things under control now; there won't be a no problem. We have time, at least a couple of hundred years. By then we'll be able to suss it out."
To Hao Ren, a couple of hundred years seemed like an eternity. He did not feel the urgency at all. So he got to his feet and about to go to feed the cat. But he noticed something strange with Rollie.
The cat-maiden had just come out of the washroom, and sitting like a statue in the living room while eyes gazing into the direction of the washroom, motionless. Hao Ren took a gander of her and was shocked to discover the maiden was in tears.
"Silly cat, what's wrong with you?"
Rollie glanced up at Hao Ren, suddenly started to bawl as she grabbed his trousers. "Poop scooper, are you going to die soon? Please don't die!"
The silly cat's bawl had everyone scared. They came up to her, some checking out Hao Ren, some checking out the cat. Vivian patted Rollie's head and asked, "Why did you say so?"
The cat maiden lifted her finger and pointed in the direction of the washroom, tears kept running down her cheeks. "I just discovered that I could use the toilet…"
Hao Ren was a little puzzled. "So?"
The cat maiden wiped her tears and said, "So you are going to die, you poop scooper, aren't you?"
Hao Ren finally came to his senses. He jumped to his feet and raged, "Is that what you see me? A poop scooper."
When a cat became human and possessed the logic of a human being but still retaining a cat's worldview, it made your blood run cold.
