Everyday the protagonist wants to capture me

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Chapter 36 Who’s knocking on the door?

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Chu Yu was silent for a moment, thinking ten thousand things in a split second, his heart full of worries.

What did this mean? In front of these people, is that what … must be done in this location to break the array?

What the ****! What kind of bad taste is this? Shizun, can’t you have a normal boyfriend?!

Seeing that the expression on Chu Yu’s face was a bit strange, Xie Xi, who had been staring at him unblinkingly, looked briefly at the stone slab for a moment then said: “What is written on it is ‘antique’?”

Ah!

With a shocked look on his face, Chu Yu once more took a closer look. He nearly coughed up blood. The calligraphy was blurry and the person who wrote had a dishonest style so that at first glance the characters looked like ‘tongue kiss, but if you looked more carefully, it said ‘antique’ …

WT*!

Chu Yu seemed as if he had the ability to hear the hysterical laughter of the fujoshis that must be happening right now in the comment barrage. He rubbed his forehead and coughed. He kept his expression completely neutral: “Yes, antique … what antique could it be?”

(TN: Here, take a look and judge for yourself:

古物 – antique; antiquities
舌吻 – tongue kiss; actually “French kiss” but I don’t think they have France in Xianxia)

Lu Qingan also came over and silently examined the scribbled handwriting on the stone slab. He took the slate into his storage ring and whispered: “Follow me.”

Chu Yu had yet to stand up to catch up with Lu Qingan when he was suddenly lifted up by Chu Sheng and practically carried away in his embrace. This behavior, like a mother who was overprotective of her child, gave Chu Yu some complex feelings. He looked at the protagonist who was still standing there smiling as before, with an indulgent look in eyes. Chu Yu felt inexplicably distressed.

The protagonist had been so young when he lost his parents and he has never experienced the persistent loving care of his relatives. In contrast, the Chu family never hid their overprotectiveness and stubborn love for Chu Yu. When Xie Xi was watching this, how could that child feel good in his heart?

With the group following behind him, Lu Qingan went to the coffin in the center of the main hall. He didn’t need to speak since they all knew that the coffin had a secret. They looked at it and saw that there was a hole under the coffin. Looking at the size of that hole, it was just big enough to for a sword be inserted into it.

Lu Qingan pulled out Bu Heng from his waist and inserted it.

Immediately, a pale red light shone brightly around the sword and slowly three characters written like dragons flying and phoenixes dancing, lively and bold calligraphy appeared above the sword’s hilt – antique lake.

Chu Yu kept his face expressionless: “…”

Antique Lake?

The lake outside is called Antique?

Shizun what is going on with your good gay friend’s brain cells?!

There was clearly a split second when Lu Qingan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. He pulled the Bu Heng sword back out. He seemed to be in a trance as he remembered something in the past, but very soon his rare smiled faded away and he resumed his usual expression that was bleak and cold as snow.

Chu Yu was silent.

Just as Chu Shuangtian lost his Dao companion, Lu Qingan also lost a good friend and with his temperament, he probably has only ever had a few friends. It’s enough to make him feel sorrowful for a few hundred years.