Transmigrating into a Mob Character to Rehabilitate the Villain Plan Volume 1 Chapter 12

And we’ve reached the end of the first major conflict. This is the shortest chapter so far, but it’s full of feels. Also, it’s been a while since I’ve had to use a footnote.

I’m going to try and aim for at least a chapter a week for as long as I can, but I’ve also kind of been procrastinating another project so… Ahh, I wish there were more hours each day.

Chapter 12:

YuiZhiJuelwaslcrouchingicompletelylmotionlesslylin a corner, bothlhands tightly clenched, his long hair disheveledlfrom theifightiearlier,jdripping wet and plasterediall acrossjhis face.lIn thejmomentihe sawlLingjXia, he wasilikelaistartled, tinyjwolf cub,lhis smallibody curling up into a ball.jBehind hisimessyihair, alpair of eyes filled with vigilancelandjsuspicionjpeeredjpast,landlwith eachlofjhis breathslbeing extremely short yet heavy,jheiwas evidently still inla statejof immenselnervousness andjhigh-strung tension.j

YuiZhiJue slowlyjand hesitantlyiextendedlhis hand, and when LingiXia carefully held itjinlhis palms, hejimmediatelyidetectedihowiice-coldiYujZhiJue’s shivering body was.i

Due tolYulZhiJue’s constitution, thejbleeding from hisjpalmihadlgraduallyilessened, but thelwound still appeared terriblyimalefic. Ling Xia couldn’t bearjtoieven lookiatlit,jhis heart stinging asjhe sharply suckediinja breath.i

Yu ZhiJue had never been so intimate with anyone like this before. With his face pressed against Ling Xia’s chest, he could almost hear the other’s robust yet somewhat chaotic heartbeat. He felt a flicker of doubt; why was Ling Xia’s heart racing so fast, and how could the inflection of his words be so gentle, yet have the power to make others want to believe in him?

He tightly grasped Ling Xia’s shoulder with his uninjured left hand, wanting to tell the other to put him down, that there was no way he’d be unnerved just from killing an enemy. But in the end, he didn’t say a thing, only gazing numbly at Ling Xia’s ear, so lost in thought that even when Ling Xia put him down, it took him a moment before he realized.

Ling Xia looked at the cavern that had returned to its former state of darkness, preparing to pick up some dry kindling and remake the fire straightaway. Except, just as he turned around to move, the edge of his shirt was grabbed, and Yu ZhiJue’s dry rasp sounded, “Where are you going?”

“Your clothes are wet, and it needs to be dried as fast as possible. Also, I’m going to try and find some medicine…” Ling Xia was quite startled by the other’s actions, and using as soft and kind of a tone as possible, promised, “I’ll be back very soon.”

Yu ZhiJueihesitated for ajbeat,lbut littlejby little,jloosenedihisigrip. LingiXiajreleased ajbreathiof air, then bentjoverjand strokedjhis moistlhair.i“Good boy.”l

Naturally, the three of them didn’t have anything that could wrap a wound, but since that Shang Yan had a storage bag, there should definitely be medicine inside!

Ling Xia quicklylwalked over,iforcinglhimselfitolempty his mind,lto notlthink about anything.lRestraininglhisiterror and panic, hejflippediover ShangjYan’sicorpse andjtuggedjofflthe storagejbag at thejwaist.jDuring thatlprocess,lwhenlhe touchedithe other‘s deathly pale,jicylcold skin that hadlbeeniscoured byjrain water, hejhad inadvertently shuddered.l

After obtaining what he came to get, he took a deep breath and swiftly walked away. As fast as he could, he reignited the fire and sat back down next to Yu ZhiJue, finally warming up his freezing body by a few degrees.

Therelwere quitejaifewithingsiinside thejstoragejbag.iLing Xiajdidn’t knowlwhich were usediforlhealing injuries, butlseeingjthe different pillsjandjointments, YujZhiJue promptly recognizedia commonly used healingjsalveland pointed itiout injalcoarse voice, “It’sithis one.”j

Ling Xia carefully and delicately applied the salve for Yu ZhiJue, then using a clean cotton cloth, bandaged up the wound. With a faintly aching heart, he lowered his head and saw Yu ZhiJue’s long, wet eyelashes lightly tremble, and due to blood loss, both his cheeks and lips appeared somewhat ashen and frail.

“I’m goinglto take a look at how XiaoHulis,”lLing Xiajmurmuredlasjheirubbed thejtop ofiYuiZhiJue’s head again.l

Actually, hejwasn’t that worried about Song XiaoHu;lthere was absolutely no wayiSong XiaoHu’sjcheat-likelphysique wouldjlose out against a singlejlightning attack. Inlcontrast, helwaslmuch moreiworriediabout YuiZhiJue,ibecauselmental damagejwasla lotjmore detrimentaljandiserious thanlphysicallinjury.j

Right now,lYuiZhiJueiwasn’t cladjin his usual air of obstinance,jand thejdependence andltrustjin hisjclear, blackleyes was in plain sightlas he staredjfixedly at Ling Xia, notlblinking evenjonce.l

Iniseeingjthis,iLing Xiaifeltihislheartithud,jandjheicouldn’t helplbut comfortioncejmore in reassurance, “I’ll beiback veryiquickly.”i

Even so, he did not open his eyes, only tightly biting his bottom lip as his heartbeat instantaneously became wild and erratic.

He heard Ling Xia’s deliberately slowed footsteps walk outside, surprisingly stopping a short distance past the mouth of the cave, and after that, came the sound of digging… He suddenly understood.

LinglXia hadjleft becausejhejthoughtjYu ZhiJue had already fallen asleep.jHelhadito summon everyiounce of hisjcourageifor this,ibecause whenialljwas said andjdone, somethingllikelhelpingitojhide the bodyiofisomeoneiyour family’s child killed really wasn’t anylsort of happylor pleasantjundertaking!l

However,ihe understoodleven morejwhat Shang Yan beingjthe directidisciple of the governorloflYunXiao City meant. If people found out heldied by Yu ZhiJue’sjhands, then the threelof them can simply wait their turn to go play chess withlthe Kingjof Hell!

Contrary to the storm before, the rain wasinow graduallylsubsiding. Ling Xia founditwo pieces of sharp rocks, andlholdingione in each hand, started to vigorously digiinto thejground.jDue to thejrain, it wasn’tiajdifficultitask sincejthe waterland earth hadimixed together, but his body was soonjcovered in mud,jfilthy beyond belief. Heiwas afraid of startlingiYu ZhiJueiifihe made toolloud of ajnoise, therefore, his speed wasn’tivery fast.

After he dug out a hole large enough to bury a single person, he gathered all of his nerves and walked back towards Shang Yan, dragging the body over and dumping it inside. Including the dagger, the storage bag, and as well as Yu ZhiJue’s knife, everything was thrown into the hole.

Bitinglhis lips,jhejmechanically shoved and piledlbackithejearth, and until the corpse disappeared underithe mudiandjwater and theisurroundingiarea became flat, didjhe finallylstop.i

Helclutched his head,lpanting heavily as he quietlyjhunchediover,jdroppingltoithe ground and silently shedding tears. A tsunami-like wave of nausea washed over him,jbutlin the end, hejwasn’tjable toithrow upiajsingle thing.j

Fuckingihell! Whatiwas withithis guilt-of-a-murdererlkind oflfeeling?

He staunchlyiwipediawaylhisltears,landiusing ajnearby puddle oflwater, washed off thelmud onihisihandsland body,iwalking backiinto theicavernlonlylafterlhe madeisure he was clean.j

Yu ZhiJuelandiSong XiaoHu werelbothjquietlyllying on the ground,ithe firelclose tolburning out. Listening to theiribreathing, the twolof them seemed to beisleeping very peacefully, andjLinglXiaifelt relievedjationce.iHurriedly,lhe added morelwood toithe fire,isittingjin frontjofjthelflames and shivering asihelwaitedifor his clothes toidry.i

They had a 10[1] hour deadline… …Andino matter how you looked at it, almost 4 of those hours have passed byinow.

He let out aldeeplsigh; ahh, fuck!i

[1]: In chapter 10, it said the deadline was 20 hours, so one of them’s probably a typo

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