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You Were Born a Nobleman, Chapter Thirteen: To Be Chang'e, One Needs a Rabbit
At the peak of Peacock Mountain, Kong Xuan sat on the highest and steepest rock, with the wind gently blowing through his long hair and white robes. From a distance, Lang Ye felt as if he were sitting in the moon, solitary, cold, captivating all beings, transcending the world. Shu Que Wu Pan
"Come out, if you keep staring at me like that, I might think you've fallen in love with me." His voice was clear and resonant, like the moonlight atop the mountain, carrying a chill.
"I was just thinking that if you want to be Chang'e, you still need a rabbit."
A huge shadow leaped onto the moon, and Lang Ye howled at it, feeling refreshed afterward, truly free to move as he pleased!
"Stop howling, Lang Ye, did you finish the task so quickly?"
"Of course! Do you think it takes three to five years? By then, that little wolf cub might have already had two litters."
"The Black Wolf King still has his former might; hurry up and tell me!"
Lang Ye didn't waste time and briefly recounted the events, emphasizing the words Divine Maiden at the end.
Kong Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, his brilliant golden pupils sparkling like crushed starlight in the night: "Why is it Divine Maiden?"
"I don't know; that's just how it was written on their parchment. Besides, Divine Maiden suits you perfectly."
Kong Xuan crushed a stone and said, "Lang Ye, you're asking for death."
Lang Ye's wolf-like eyes glowed eerily green. "Hmph, what’s so great about being a woman? I'm just a guard dog now."
"I see you really enjoy following that little fool."
"Shut up, Softy is not a fool; she's just a crybaby."
"Hmph, Softy, Lang Ye, your names are truly disgusting!"
"Kong Xuan, I'm going to make you sick!"
Lang Ye moved faster than he could speak and lunged at Kong Xuan. Kong Xuan lightly dodged to the side, and Lang Ye bared his long sharp teeth. "Kong Xuan, are you messing with me? How could you have lost your spiritual power?"
"Lang Ye, you brainless fool! If I had my spiritual power, I would have transformed into human form long ago. Even if I've lost my power, I am still the Peacock Great Ming King!"
A shadow of a peacock spreading its tail seemed to be imprinted on the moon, truly magnificent!
Three days later.
Tang Zisu, wearing an intricately patterned floor-length gown, felt like she couldn't even walk. She touched her flat little belly and asked Softy with a pained expression, "Softy, when will it be over?"
"Almost there, just hang in there a little longer."
"Well, soon I'm going to eat wild vegetable meat buns, braised pig trotters, and red-braised pork..."
"Okay, okay, don't talk. The skin-on braised pork I made will be ready for you to enjoy when we get back."
Tang Zisu felt spiritually fulfilled as she continued to participate in the silly ritual with the clan leader, clutching her empty stomach.
Their ritual was not held in a shrine but in the ancient and mysterious Infinite Cave.
Due to insufficient funds in the village, several Shamans were part-timers—some were woodcutters, some hunters, and one was a matchmaker. They wore strange clothes and had their faces painted in various colors, resembling American turkeys. Tang Zisu dared not laugh and could only hold it in, feeling like her insides were tying themselves in knots.
With fruits and flowers arranged and incense and paper horses lit, it was time for Tang Zisu to recite the incantation.
Damn it, why didn't Softy tell me about this part?
Tang Zisu stood at the cave entrance with a stiff upper lip. Remembering a bit of the Ksitigarbha Sutra she had read, she casually said, "Om, Bolo Molin Tuning, Svaha." As soon as she spoke those words, brilliant light burst forth from the cave entrance. Tang Zisu nearly wet herself; damn it, why didn't anyone mention that this place had voice-activated lights!
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