chsdbacks Chapter 446 Can Still Work with Left Hand
Chapter 446 Can Still Work with Left Hand
After the words "Yu Lin Hong" were written on the back of the boat without lights, the black water outside the door did not continue to drag Mo Chengyue's shadow, nor did it crawl into the small box in Manager Hu's arms. Instead, it flipped back from under the broken boat and wrapped itself up along the wet red threads under the seventh red wedding dress.
The seventh eye, whose half-face was lying on the edge of the broken ship, immediately twisted. The red line under its eye, which was originally trying to burrow into Mo Chengyue's palm, was pulled back by the black water. The half-eye that belonged to Ah Sui was also stuck in the middle of the eye path by the old silver aura of the silver hairpin, and it could neither move forward nor backward into its own hands.
"Mo Chengyue!"
The voice of the Seventh Eye tore through the girl's soft tone, and a cold, damp voice burst forth from beneath the wrecked ship.
"You've attracted the attention of those upstream!"
Mo Chengyue's right palm was still hanging outside the threshold, the ink characters on his palm were entangled by the cold red aura, and the strokes of the name that should have been continued below the blood letter were pressed down by the account name on the back of the ship's nameplate. He used his left hand to press the Rain Flower Sword against the talisman ash and looked up at the Seventh Eye.
"Don't jump to conclusions; the accountant turned the page himself."
The seventh eye's upper half was held by a silver hairpin, and the red thread below it struggled in the black water. The thin threads below the red wedding dress were entangled one by one by the unlit boat, and even the black mud at the bottom of the broken boat was dragged out with wet black marks.
"You have to feed it the remnants of the Frost Valley for it to overturn!"
"I simply handed over the evidence."
"Those are old marks on the hull, none of your business!"
"When you took my handwritten note, you didn't even ask me if you wanted to close it."
Shopkeeper Hu protected the small box and the white paper lamp, pressing his shoulder against the lampshade to prevent light from leaking to his feet, while the silver hairpin remained close to the base of the red line under his seventh eye.
"Mo Chengyue, the black liquid went onto her."
"I saw it."
"Should I continue cutting?"
"Cut."
"If it drags her away, its eyes will be dragged away too."
"So hurry up and cut, don't let your eyes follow you."
Upon hearing this, the seventh eye protruded from the edge of the wrecked boat, its old silvery light swirling wildly in the black water, and the girl's sobbing voice emerged again.
"Sis, do you really want to watch it drag me down?"
Shopkeeper Hu's hands had slowed down when she heard the sound. The lampshade touched the edge of the small box, and the old silver light in the soul-sealing talisman gently retracted. She immediately stuck the lamp back to the side of the box.
"Ah Sui is in the box."
The seventh eye seized that pause, its soft voice drawing ever closer.
"Sister, it wants to collect my debts, and it will also take my eyes. If you don't save me, it will never get my eyes back."
Manager Hu didn't lift the tip of his silver hairpin, his lips moved, and in the end he only managed to squeeze out his childhood name.
"Ah Sui, let's go back to shore."
Mo Chengyue watched as the red line under the seventh eye was burned open by the old silver aura. He pushed the tip of his sword with his left hand toward the edge of the black water, and the talisman ash spread along the sword, blocking the stream of black water that wanted to smear back onto the root of the line.
"Don't respond to her."
Manager Hu stared at the box lid.
"I know."
"If she says she can't get her eyes back, just ask yourself one question."
"What do you want to ask?"
"The eyes are on her face, but whose name is the debt under?"
The marks left by the red thread on Manager Hu's wrist were still bleeding. She hid her palm in her sleeve to avoid the blood touching the hairpin.
"The account is under Yu Lin Hong's name."
Mo Chengyue said, "Yes, that's why she's more anxious than you."
The seventh eye was pierced by those words. Large bubbles rose from the black mud beneath the red wedding dress. The wet red thread tried to break free from the dark water of the unlit boat, but was held back by the three words on the back of the boat's sign. The more it struggled, the deeper it sank into the dark water.
"We will collect waterborne vessels without lights, but not those from Xuan Shuang Valley!"
Mo Chengyue turned his right palm outward again, and the ink characters on his palm and the frost patterns in the blood ash lit up at the same time. The black water outside the threshold flowed along the edge of his blood letter towards the ship's nameplate.
"Then tell it not to collect it."
The seventh eye gritted its teeth.
"You think the accountant listens to you?"
"Of course it won't listen to me."
Mo Chengyue picked up the broken corner of the talisman from the ashes. The half-frosty pattern on the broken corner was soaked with his blood, and the remaining traces of the character "谷" (valley) were exposed in the cold red water.
"It listens to the account."
Shopkeeper Hu's face tightened when he saw him take out that piece of broken talisman again.
"Do you want more?"
"If the fire isn't strong enough, the pot won't boil."
"Your right hand is already like this."
"My right hand is temporarily out of work, but my left hand can still be used."
"Can you just shut up?"
"Shut up or you'll be charged."
The seventh eye sternly interrupted.
"You dare show it to it again!"
Mo Chengyue lifted the broken corner of the talisman, and the ash fell from the edge of the broken corner. The exposed frost-like moisture drew a thin line of cold water next to the name of the Yulin Red Tent on the back of the unlit boat sign.
"What's the rush? The accounting office hasn't stamped it yet."
The seventh eye looked at his palm with its half-eye, and the red line under its eye retracted when Manager Hu was distracted. Manager Hu immediately pressed the silver hairpin down.
"Don't run away."
The seventh eye twitched on one side of its face, its soft voice mixed with its natural tone.
"Sis, if you add to his bill, Ah Sui will end up being listed as well."
Manager Hu did not look up.
"Ah Sui, the light is on the shore."
The seventh eye sneered.
"Is this the only sentence you know?"
Shopkeeper Hu used his shoulder to block the box lid, and the yellow-white light of the white paper lamp stayed close to the edge of the soul-sealing talisman, stabilizing the old silver light.
"Enough."
Mo Chengyue pushed the broken corner of the talisman onto the blood-ash line. The frost-like moisture in the broken corner was drawn by the talisman ash and sent little by little along the gray line of the threshold to the back of the unlit boat sign.
Below the three characters "Yu Lin Hong" on the back of the ship's nameplate, the wet black wood grain begins to recede inward, like an account book being re-examined with a pen. The previously sunken stroke of blood is now partially exposed again, before being separated by a frosty white watermark.
The seventh eye stared at the ship's nameplate, his voice tense.
"You can't let it see the water outlet."
Mo Chengyue said, "That means there's an account at Shuikou."
"Hongfeng Ferry is the ferry crossing for the red lantern boats."
"The ferry crossing is the ferry crossing, and the Soul Nail Array is the Soul Nail Array."
The red line under the seventh eye was pulled by the black water, and the old silver aura in half of her eye was almost dragged out of its socket. She shrieked.
"That era is long gone!"
Mo Chengyue caught it immediately.
"The accountant said the formation is ruined."
The boat sign was silent, but the wet black characters on the back sank down. Next to the three characters "Yu Lin Hong," a ring of nail marks soaked in water emerged. These nail marks were not the light wires of the Red Lantern Boat, nor the eye path of the Seventh Eye, but rather they came from the depths of the water mouth, carrying the chill of Xuan Shuang Valley.
Manager Hu dared not read the boat's nameplate aloud, but only caught a glimpse of the nail marks out of the corner of his eye, and flicked the silver hairpin in his hand downwards.
"Did it really see it?"
Mo Chengyue stared at the ship's nameplate.
"I can see the water outlet."
What is a "shuikou" (水口)?
"The tent path below Red Maple Ferry."
"Speak like a human being."
"Someone used the water from the red lantern boat to set up the Soul Nail Array on the shore."
The Seventh Eye immediately retorted.
"nonsense!"
Mo Chengyue looked at her.
"You just said the formation is useless."
Seventh Eyes' face was pressed against the edge of the broken boat, with wet, black watermarks sliding down half of her eyes. She tried to hide the red line under her eyes into her flesh, but it was pressed down by Manager Hu's silver hairpin.
"I'm referring to the old red lantern district."
"The accountant isn't picky about food; it will divide it up itself."
"Mo Chengyue, you will regret this."
"You've all been taking turns saying that; can't we come up with a new account?"
Manager Hu gritted his teeth and used the silver hairpin to break the water film along the base of the red thread.
"Her thread came loose."
"Don't touch your eyes."
"I didn't touch it."
"Don't let blood stain your hairpin."
"It's hidden."
"Don't shine the light on your feet."
"I'm not like you, whose right hand would defect to the enemy on its own."
Mo Chengyue was silenced by her remark, and the Rain Flower Sword in his hand was almost dragged out by the black water. He pressed the spine of the sword back into the talisman ash.
"Manager Hu, now is not the time for internal strife."
"If you don't inflict any new wounds on me, I'll say less."