SWDnovel Chapter 68 I am Qingque's half-sister!
Chapter 68 I am Qingque's half-sister!
Chang Letian, just now Qingyuan said that with so many people around, she couldn't be too close to Bailu, so she was going to take Bailu back to Dan Ding Si (Jinren Lane) first.
Therefore, the only people who came to Fu Xuan to assign disciples were Ting Yun, Walter, and the three little ones.
On March 7th, holding the cryptic picture, he looked at it from left to right, full of doubt:
What does this mean? It's just one picture. Does it mean we should meet at this place?
It looks like a kidnappers meeting in a movie...
"Stop joking," Walter's calm voice interrupted her wild imagination. "Let's go."
Following the directions in the picture, the group finally stopped in front of a bustling mahjong parlor.
"Is this it?" March 7th peeked out, even more confused. "A card room? What kind of 'trouble' could there be here that requires a meeting to resolve?"
At Qingque's place, a fierce battle raged around a square table.
"Qingque, hurry up! If you wait until you get this move, we brothers might be sitting here until we die."
A woman of the Vidyadhara tribe with delicate features tapped her fingertips on the table, her tone half joking and half urging.
A fox-man standing nearby, noticing Qingque deep in thought, spoke up: "I heard that the Grand Diviner's blessed land has also suffered a calamity? Qingque, how come you still have the mind to play cards here?"
The Qingque who was called out looked up from the card and sighed: "Oh dear... even if the sky of the Grand Diviner is really going to collapse, isn't there still the Grand Diviner to hold it up?"
Although she's not very tall, her abilities are top-notch. And I'm not here just to fool around,"
She lowered her voice, feigning mystery, "I am here on the orders of the Grand Diviner to await the arrival of our 'distinguished guest'."
Time is precious, so I call this "working while slacking off"—it's highly efficient!
As soon as she finished speaking, Walter Young walked over with the three little ones.
On March 7th, he spotted the only card table inside and muttered, "Judging from the photos, this should be the place."
Before she could finish speaking, a frustrated exclamation came from Qingque's side: "Huh?! What kind of joke card did I draw...?"
At the same time, perhaps sensing that someone was watching, Qingque subconsciously turned her head.
In an instant, the air seemed to freeze.
March 7th and Xing's eyes widened instantly as they stared at the face that was almost identical to Qing Yuan's, their minds momentarily blank.
Even the composed Walter Young showed a hint of surprise in his eyes behind his glasses.
"Qingyuan?!" March 7th was the first to recover, her voice rising, filled with disbelief and a hint of annoyance at being "deceived."
"Didn't you say you were going to send Miss Bailu back to the Dan Ding Division? What are you doing here playing cards?!"
Even Xing frowned, a rare occurrence for her, and said in a serious tone, "It's one thing for you to be playing cards... but why didn't you invite me?"
"Huh...?" Qingque was stunned by the sudden question.
She tilted her head, looked at these unfamiliar "distinguished guests," vaguely understood something, and quickly waved her hand to explain.
"Wait, wait! Distinguished guests, this must be our first meeting, right? I think... you might have mistaken me for someone else?"
Walter Yang was the first to regain his composure. He adjusted his glasses, looked at Qing Que, and spoke with a hint of scrutiny, but more out of understanding of Qing Yuan's consistent style of doing things:
Qingyuan, important matters need to be addressed.
"You arrived here early, so have you already met with the person you were supposed to contact?"
Qingque was completely bewildered, even forgetting the hand she had almost formed.
The woman opposite her, however, hadn't forgotten, and swiftly pushed her tiles forward, exclaiming, "I won!"
"Ah—! Just a little bit more!"
Qingque sighed, but also took the opportunity to completely withdraw from the card table.
She stood up, scratched her cheek, and tried her best to show the train crew a sincere expression that said, "I am really a legitimate contact person." "Um... distinguished guests, I think you have really misunderstood."
My name is Qingque, an ordinary diviner of the Taibu Si. I am here by order of the Taibu Si to wait for and guide the passengers of the Star Train.
"I... am the contact you're looking for."
Seeing that her expression seemed genuine and that she had mentioned Fu Xuan, Walter Yang's doubts lessened slightly.
Considering that Qingyuan, though playful, has never failed in important matters, perhaps this is some kind of "surprise" she arranged or has some other deeper meaning?
He didn't press further, and nodded, saying, "In that case, I'll trouble Miss Qingque to lead the way."
Not long after they left, the real Qingyuan walked over dejectedly, like a sparrow soaked by the rain.
She had planned to take Bailu to Jinren Lane for a feast, but she accidentally let it slip on the way and was reported as a villain who intended to abduct the Dragon Girl.
After explaining for a while, she managed to escape. Bai Lu was then taken away by the physicians from the Dan Ding Division who had rushed to the scene. She had no choice but to listlessly try to rejoin the main group, still pondering:
How interesting would it be if we ran into that "Bluebird"?
"Qingque? Why are you back again?"
The fox-man card player who had been playing with her earlier spotted her and asked suspiciously, "You didn't just send them away casually and then sneak back to try and turn the tables, did you?"
Even if we lost one game, it shouldn't be this bad!
Oh open!
Qingyuan's eyes lit up, and she almost burst out laughing.
To make it easier to walk on the fairy boat, she deliberately used her long hair to cover her iconic abundant flower, so that she could indeed be indistinguishable from the bluebird.
As for the divine eye between her brows? She usually hides it, and it's not something that can be detected by the naked eye.
"Ahem!" Qingyuan straightened up instantly, cleared her throat, and a dramatic expression mixed with emotion and mystery appeared on her face.
She glanced around at the curious card players at the table and announced in a tone reminiscent of recounting an ancient legend:
"Fellow card players, to be honest, I am not Qingque."
I am her... her long-lost, half-sister!
The card players: "...?"
Ignoring the stunned gazes of the crowd, Qingyuan immersed herself in her impromptu script, her eyes gazing into the distance:
Years ago, our father, a wandering merchant traversing the galaxy, was passing by a blue planet when…”
Thirty minutes later, Qingyuan took another step forward on her path as a fictional historian. Satisfied, she stopped and dusted off non-existent dust.
"In short, that's how it is, everyone. Until we meet again!"
With a graceful bow, she turned and left amidst the bewildered stares of her fellow card players, who seemed to be asking, "What is all this about?", concealing her accomplishments and fame.