Bringing some shocking pranks to the Cultivation World
Chapter 67 - 67 60 Wacky Wacky

67: Chapter 60 Wacky Wacky 67: Chapter 60 Wacky Wacky Looking at Tang Wan, who was hanging from the house beam, Guo Lingyun and Hou Jue sat in solemn silence, afraid that they had unknowingly offended the old scholar and would end up hanging there as well.

Though it wouldn’t be fatal, it was extremely embarrassing.

Raising his head to glance at Tang Wan swinging like dried cured meat, Guo Lingyun sat up even straighter.

He was still puzzled as to what Tang Wan had done to anger the old scholar, prompting him to abandon the reserve typical of a literati to personally hang her from the beam.

Unable to suppress his curiosity, Guo Lingyun quietly moved closer to Zhou Li and, seizing the moment when the old scholar and Hou Jue were discussing zombies, he whispered:

“Zhou Li, where did Miss Tang offend the old scholar?

Was it a matter of etiquette?

Or was there a slip in addressing him?”

“Ah…”

Zhou Li glanced at Tang Wan, who was merrily swaying above their heads, and leaned in toward Guo Lingyun to murmur, “The old scholar is broad-minded, and he doesn’t care for excessive formalities either.”

“Then why punish Miss Tang?”

“Mainly because she breathed.”

“Ah?”

“It’s nothing.”

Zhou Li waved his hand and chuckled reassuringly, “The old scholar never holds a double standard.

He simply targeted Tang Wan for what she did, let’s not ask too much about the reason.”

“Lord Guo need not worry.”

As if he had overheard the conversation between Guo Lingyun and Zhou Li, the old scholar smiled and shook his head, saying:

“It’s just a little joke between the old man and the young lady, don’t take it seriously, don’t take it seriously.”

For some reason, the Hundred Household felt a chill rising from the bottom of his heart, instinctively reminding him that it was best not to ask any further.

So, he obediently shut his mouth and said no more.

“By the way, may I know who this is…?”

The old scholar’s gaze fell upon the Jinyiwei Thousand Household.

From the moment the Jinyiwei member entered, the old man had paid him considerable attention.

He vaguely sensed Demon Qi around this person, yet his face bore a nauseatingly righteous glow, which puzzled the old scholar.

“I am a Jinyiwei Thousand Household from the Imperial Capital.

Just call me Qianhu.”

Qianhu was just about to say his name, but for some reason, he didn’t.

He felt a little uneasy but didn’t pay it much mind.

“Lord Qianhu, there’s no need for formalities.”

The old man gestured with his hand.

Although Jinyiwei was not ranked within the civil hierarchy, if one were to really consider it, the person was still a Fourth Rank official, and what’s more, a military official.

“As an elder, it would be disrespectful of me, as a younger, not to show proper respect.”

Typically, a Qianhu, upon hearing an elder speak like this, would probably take the easy way out and address the elder as an equal.

However, Qianhu at this time was overwhelmed by a ‘saintly man syndrome’, akin to insisting on offering his seat to an elder while on a high horse – how could he just respond casually?

Qianhu stood up once again, bowed with clasped hands, and performed a deep bow as befits a junior, “Old scholar, we are here to trouble you.

It is my incompetence that has caused you to be inconvenienced, please allow me to bow once more as a junior.”

Watching the Jinyiwei Thousand Household in front of him with a righteous face, the old scholar didn’t know how to deal with the situation.

He coughed awkwardly a few times, then said to Qianhu:

“Lord Qianhu…

there’s no need to be like this.”

“It’s okay, Lord Qianhu is just like that.”

Zhou Li, seemingly used to it, commented, “Over the top with his ‘saintly man syndrome’; just understand it.”

After a brief moment of awkwardness, the old scholar regained his composure and was about to ask Hou Jue about zombies when a rapid knock came from the wooden door.

“Ah, here we go again.”

Rubbing his forehead with a bit of a headache, the old scholar seemed quite familiar with the sound of the knocking and sighed before responding, “Come in.”

After the old scholar finished speaking, the wooden door inscribed with poetry was pushed open directly, revealing the figure behind it.

Brown hair, a thick brown beard, a bulbous nose, and intelligent eyes that conveyed a clear lack of wit.

The man entered, his somewhat portly figure struggling to pass through the front hall to face the crowd.

“A foreigner?”

Seeing the man’s obviously foreign features, the crowd was somewhat stupefied.

Similarly, the brown-haired man had not expected so many people to be inside the house; he paused after entering.

Turning to the side to face the old scholar, he opened his mouth and said,

“Asidile huh a de.”

?

Observing the bewildered expressions on everyone’s faces and looking back at the innocent foreign man who seemed to want to express something, the old scholar sighed, saying helplessly,

“He is a Saxon who arrived at the Imperial Academy Mansion some days ago, planted a bunch of strange flowers, and I have no idea what for.

Unfortunately, he also has an order from the Imperial Academy Order in Nanjing City.”

After showing a token inscribed with [Foreign Envoy, act at your own discretion], the old scholar continued with a headache,

“Some days ago, all the foreign language professors from the Academy went to play in the Capital City, leaving not a single soul who could communicate with this foreigner.

And he keeps planting those weird flowers every day, forcing me to have Director Li lock down the city to prevent an invasion of foreign species—such a headache.”

Upon hearing this, Guo Lingyun, Qianhu, and the others also indicated they didn’t speak any foreign languages and were unable to communicate with him.

Just as the old scholar, like always, was preparing to use sign language for communication, Zhou Li suddenly stood up and looked sternly at the foreign friend.

“hey”

Zhou Li looked at the man in front of him, the man who bore an uncanny resemblance to that iron-clad zombie of his memories, and asked solemnly,

“are you good Malaysia?”

“what?”

The man paused and then was overcome with immense joy.

Although he didn’t quite understand what this ‘Malaysia’ was that the youth in front of him was talking about, he could tell that what was being spoken was indeed a foreign language.

In fact, Zhou Li could speak English, and his level was quite good.

After making a joke that no one but himself understood, Zhou Li began to communicate fluently in English with the man.

After a while, Zhou Li’s expression began to grow odd.

After the conversation ended, Zhou Li turned to Li Kuan, asking with difficulty, “Director Li, do you think it’s illegal for a pea sprite to be violated?”

“Ah?”

Soon, with the help of Zhou Li, the man finally had a normal conversation with someone else for the first time after a whole month of living through sign language.

This man’s name was Dave Britz, a Saxon, from what would be known later as England.

Dave was a member of the “Spiritual Plant Hybridization Research Organization” from England, and a professional botanist.

Dave came to Da Ming because during a business meeting between England and Da Ming, he had met the love of his life.

Since then, Dave thought of that person day and night, and at one point, even lost his passion for living.

Ultimately, to find his beloved Giant Mushroom, Dave decided to travel far across the seas, to live in Da Ming under the guise of a researcher.

“Hang on, what’s that now?”

Guo Lingyun paused, somewhat confused, and asked, “Did I hear that wrong?”

“You heard it right.”

Zhou Li shook his head, his expression numb as he said,

“The man likes Giant Mushrooms.”

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