Rebirth Of Chen An

Chapter 158: Bye-bye

Translator: Flying Lines

Ding Sheng didn’t sleep well last night, not at all.

With his professional training, he was more alert than ordinary people. The first half of the night was actually okay; but in the second half, he felt someone constantly trying to get closer and nestling against him.

The high and mighty Old Fox wasn’t very high and mighty in his sleep. Not that he was ungentlemanly, well, he just kept pushing himself on Ding Sheng.

At first Chen An slept with his back towards Ding Sheng and gradually edged closer to him; in the second half of the night though, he turned around and wrapped himself around Ding Sheng like an octopus.

Well, Ding Sheng could handle a bit of cuddle. Yet the Old Fox didn’t stop at that; he kept rubbing against Ding Sheng, not with his back this time, but with his cheeks. The young man was driven to the edge of his mental reserve and could in no way fall asleep even when he shut his eyes. When finally he was about to fall asleep, it was already morning.

“What were you up to last night, with those dark circles under your eyes?”

The perpetrator had no idea he was the reason for Ding Sheng’s lack of sleep. With his fair share of food, drink and sleep, master Chen stretched his neck, extended his limbs and got off bed with a big yawn.

Ding Sheng bit his tongue and said nothing. If he’d known that Chen An was in the habit of cuddling people in sleep, and rubbing his cheeks, his legs, or his arms against people, he’d have taken the floor without a second thought.

After they had a simple breakfast in their room, Chen An asked Hehua to bring him two local outfits. He and Ding Sheng changed into these clothes, and except for the short haircut, they would do very nicely in a martial arts movie.

The haircut was a problem. Chen An thought for a moment, seeing it was nearly autumn outside, he again asked Hehua to bring them two cloaks. They could cover their head when they go out and pass as former monks who had newly resumed secular life.

“Uncle Chen, are we leaving?”

Ding Sheng asked curiously when he saw Chen An packing up their belongings; they’ve only stayed in the town for less than 24 hours.

“Didn’t they say the Kill-All General was coming to town? We’ve attracted too much attention here; everyone now regards us as gods with divine powers. If the General comes, there’s bound to be trouble. So we’d better leave before trouble knocks on our door.”

Ding Sheng nodded and helped Chen An with the packing.

As saviors of the townspeople, Chen An and Ding Sheng could easily get most of the supplies they needed. They asked the merchant for a horse and carriage, loaded it with water, food and other necessities.

The most important two items for travelers: friends and money.

In this place, the bank cards and credit cards they carried with them were no use at all. And without friends, they needed to bring as much money as possible.

“Where shall we find the money?” Ding Sheng also knew they needed money, but he had no idea where to get it.

The townspeople had been pretty much milked dry before, and Ding Sheng didn’t have the heart to accept their silver, so among all the gifts they sent yesterday, he only took the fruits and other food.

“Hehua, where’s the corrupt official’s house?” Chen An didn’t plan to take the people’s money either, and there wasn’t much fun in taking the merchant’s money, so he was going to focus on the official.