The Rebirth of the Cultivation Leader Qin Zhao as a Celebrity
Chapter 289 - 287: Chu Yan’s Long Legs Are Perfect for Riding a Tricycle

Chapter 289: Chapter 287: Chu Yan’s Long Legs Are Perfect for Riding a Tricycle

The next morning, early on, Chu Yan asked a neighbor to borrow a tricycle.

"Qin Zhao, I’ll take you out for breakfast."

After freshening up, Qin Zhao came out, looking at him perplexedly.

"We could eat at Bai Fen’s house."

"No, get on quickly."

"..."

Chu Yan went over, pulled Qin Zhao over, and even set a small stool on the back seat of the tricycle for Qin Zhao to sit on while he pedaled to take her to town for breakfast.

"The breakfast in town is definitely more delicious, I just glanced at what Bai Fen made, and even a pig would shake its head. I think you definitely wouldn’t like it."

Qin Zhao yawned, "So are you a pig?"

"Were you sleeping with a pig last night?"

"..."

Qin Zhao instantly woke up, even feeling a bit like smacking him.

Chu Yan started pedaling the tricycle with his long legs, and they moved quickly; it wasn’t long before they left the village.

The Bo People already faced quite challenging conditions, so Bai Fen was very frugal. Breakfast was just the leftover vegetables and rice from last night reheated, with plain boiled rice soaked in hot water.

If absolutely necessary, Chu Yan could eat such a breakfast too.

But he knew Qin Zhao was picky with food and might not like it, so he wanted to take her to town. Moreover, he didn’t want Qin Zhao to have to share a meal with Bai Qi.

The village was very far from the town, involving a long winding mountain road.

After pedaling for over half an hour, the speed of the tricycle hadn’t decreased at all, and Chu Yan didn’t appear to be struggling.

He suddenly said, "When I was in elementary school, my mom would pedal a tricycle like this to take me. In the very beginning, we didn’t even have a tricycle, and I had to walk to school every day.

Because it was far, I had to set out before it got light."

If there was rain or snow, it could take two to three hours on the road.

"Are the conditions around your home similar to the Bo People here?"

"Hmm, it’s a bit better now."

After earning some money, he donated quite a bit to his hometown. Now the transportation there was much more convenient, with schools and hospitals, even school buses specifically for picking up children.

"Qin Zhao, during the Spring Festival this year, I’ll take you back to see my mom," Chu Yan said gently, as the speed of the tricycle slowed down.

"Sure."

Before their wedding, Qin Zhao had asked Chu Yan if he had any relatives who would be coming to the celebration. He said no, as his only relative had passed away.

Pedaling a tricycle to town would take at least three to four hours. But Chu Yan was stronger, so it only took an hour and a half, and the two of them ate wontons and buns at a breakfast shop in town.

When they went back, they also brought some food for the others. Breakfast was kept in Tengshe’s Storage Space, and when they arrived, it was still hot when taken out.

But releasing the little guy, Tengshe, meant Chu Yan had to fork over a hefty sum for breakfast money.

Beep, beep, beep.

Chu Yan pedaled the tricycle to the entrance of the village, followed by an electric three-wheeler coming from behind.

The electric three-wheeler passed them and then stopped ahead.

"What did you go out for?"

Qin Zhao: "Wow! That one is electric!"

Seeing Bai Qi’s handsome face with a bright smile, Chu Yan’s temples twitched. He couldn’t help but turn and knock on Qin Zhao’s head, giving her a glare.

What’s so great about an electric one?

He could pedal the tricycle fast, faster than an electric one!

"We went to eat breakfast. If we’d known you had an electric tricycle, we would have used yours."

"I see. Well, you should have told me yesterday; I happened to go to town. If you had said something sooner, I could have taken you for breakfast this morning."

"What did you go to town for?"

Qin Zhao looked at the stuff on the electric three-wheeler; they were big red boxes adorned with the red character for happiness, seemingly marriage-related items.

"I’m preparing to get married, buying some things for the wedding."

Hearing his explanation, Chu Yan’s expression softened a bit.

"You’re getting married? With whom?"

Bai Qi, however, didn’t pay attention to Chu Yan and drove his electric tricycle into the village.

Chu Yan rode on his small tricycle to the neighbor’s house, parked it, then picked Qin Zhao up and carried her down.

He asked with some dissatisfaction, "What were you ’wow’-ing just now?"

"Just admiring his electric tricycle, what else?"

"Is it because I’m not cycling fast enough? You have to admire him?"

Qin Zhao stared at him for a while, realizing this guy was truly prone to illogical jealousy, acting childish beyond belief.

However, as she saw the sweat on Chu Yan’s forehead, she didn’t get mad at him this time.

Instead, she took out a tissue, and gently wiped it off for him.

"Alright, alright, you’re the greatest, happy now?"

Chu Yan was finally satisfied and took Qin Zhao by the hand; together, they delivered breakfast to Shangguan Jing. Then they asked him to distribute the rest of the breakfasts to the other team members.

Returning to Bai Fen’s house, they found the courtyard filled with those large red boxes used for marriage celebrations.

"What did you buy these for? Where’s the bride?"

"You’ll know when the time comes."

"You’re getting married, how come you didn’t tell me earlier?"

"Don’t you know now?"

"Who is she? Someone from our village or from somewhere else?"

As they walked in, they overheard Bai Fen and Bai Qi talking. Seeing Qin Zhao and Chu Yan, Bai Qi stopped talking and turned back to his room.

The two of them also returned to their room, their faces etched with confusion.

"Did Bai Qi decide to get married on the spur of the moment?"

"It seems so, but who is he going to marry anyway?"

Chu Yan had asked casually at first, but now both of them felt something strangely amiss about the whole affair.

Around noon, Qin Zhao and Chu Yan went to look for Shangguan Jing.

Coincidentally, all the members of the archaeological team were there with him.

"Did any of you encounter anything strange last night?"

Remembering the human-skinned puppet from yesterday, Qin Zhao inquired.

"Nope, all was normal."

"We didn’t come across anything unusual."

Everyone indicated that they hadn’t encountered anything odd.

"I did."

Qin Zhao shared the incident about the human-skinned puppet with them.

"Where’s that puppet? Let me see it."

"It’s gone."

"Gone?"

"Mm-hm. Disappeared from our room right after dinner."

The group exchanged puzzled glances, knowing that Qin Zhao wouldn’t be talking nonsense. If it wasn’t nonsense, then the situation was truly too eerie – what could be controlling such a puppet?

"Could it be related to that mysterious Decline Cliff?"

"No idea."

Shangguan Jing felt increasingly that the matter was serious, "I contacted the rescue team yesterday; they’ll arrive this afternoon. We’ll head into the mountains then to have a look."

Qin Zhao glanced around the room and noticed Shangguan Qiu wasn’t there.

"Where’s Shangguan? Didn’t you call her over?"

"I sent her to take care of something else."

Shangguan Jing lit a cigarette and said to Qin Zhao, "Can you describe what the human-skinned puppet looks like? This thing reminds me of a very old Evil Technique."

Qin Zhao took a piece of paper and drew a sketch of the puppet.

"Its eyes were made of some black mineral with waves of Spiritual Energy pulsating through them, while its face was painted with bright red blush. The hair on its head was styled like the hair buns of ancient people.

I looked closely and realized the hair in the puppet’s bun is real human hair."