Original subtitles

Timing and Subtitles Brought To You By The Ever Night Again Team @ Viki

[Ever Night 2]

[Episode 4]

Stop eating the pear.

I'll buy you a whole basket after you've fully recovered.

Sharing the pear?

Oh, no. The last leaf has fallen.

Sang Sang!

Sang Sang! Sang Sang!

What's wrong with Sang Sang?

She has gone to another world.

Another world?

Instead of treating her, why have you sent her to another world?

Don't worry. She's still alive.

- Sang Sang! - She has gone into the chessboard.

This is fantastic! Where is this place?

It feels so comfortable here!

Who are you?

I am you.

Come over here.

Follow me.

Follow me.

Follow me.

Chessboard?

These two foolish children...

Sang Sang, at last, I've found you!

Who are you?

What? Who am I?

You don't remember who I am anymore?

I don't know you.

You dare to not recognize me? I'm your Young Master!

My Young Master?

It's Young Master!

♫ The nightlight is clear and distinct ♫

♫ My mood is deep and somber ♫

♫ Gracefully, boundlessly, persistently, hurriedly, reluctantly ♫

♫ We spoke intimate words from our past ♫

♫ My thoughts of yearning are unfulfilled ♫

♫ Glancing back closely, being heartless is better than being affectionate ♫

♫ My youthful beauty and black hair are gone ♫

♫ Weeping tears and wine hasten one to drink ♫

♫ Who would come and listen to the tune under the moon when drunk ♫

What's wrong?

I fell asleep just now.

I fell asleep, too.

It was such a comfortable nap.

- You have recovered? - Yes.

- Really recovered? - Yes.

That's miraculous!

And you just slept!

Bao Shu, you should return to the Suspended Temple.

Junior Uncle, that chessboard is a magic object left behind by the Heaven Pillar.

Ning Que went into the chessboard.

I want to know if he really is the Child of Hades.

Bao Shu, no matter what the reasons are,

those are just your selfish motives.

Don't let your hatred blind you.

Your son, Daoshi, is already dead.

That is the karma between him and Ning Que.

I was born and brought up in the Suspended Temple.

I only cultivate with the Pure Bell.

It can subdue all evil spirits in this world.

If Ning Que really is the Child of Hades,

he will wake up to the sound of the bell.

To find out the truth is my obsession.

It has nothing to do with him killing Daoshi.

Bao Shu, look at this Heaven Pillar.

It is considered a pure land in this world.

You should not be thinking of killing in a place like this.

What is the teaching of Heaven Pillar Sect?

It is mercy.

But Bao Shu, I can't see any trace of mercy on you right now.

It's so sad.

Do you know how she was able to break through the game?

Do you know why she was able to break through the game?

Because of her courage?

Wrong, wrong, wrong.

It is because the chess game could not imprison them at all.

Why would they even need to break through the game?

Is it possible Little Junior Brother really is...

This world has many rules.

Or should I say this world is established by rules?

There are life and death. The cycles of the sun and the moon,

cold winters and warm springs.

Death is the only way to eternity.

And eternity is the ultimate rule that transcends even time.

Who can actually break this rule?

Only death?

Or the eternity of time?

Where exactly does the problem lie?

You all only see a glimpse of time,

yet dare to vainly attempt to break the rule of eternity.

Ridiculous. Absolutely ridiculous.

Even if he broke out from the chessboard of Heaven Pillar,

I will still fight him.

Junior Uncle does not care about the people in this world, so I will do it then.

Bao Shu, I will not allow you to stir up a tumult in Lan Ke.

Junior Uncle, forgive me for not obeying you this time.

Leave the Ghost Bell here.

Junior Uncle!

I will have people send this bell back to the Suspended Temple.

Once Thirteenth Teacher and the Daughter of Light leave,

you can still go back to the Suspended Temple and be the Bell Holder.

- Junior Uncle! - What are you trying to do?

Bao Shu,

don't tell me you are going to disrespect your teachers and ancestors for this bell,

and start a fight with me?

I dare not.

Time to sleep.

Ning Que, I'm not a good person, am I?

If the Daughter of Light is not a good person, then who is?

Am I really the Daughter of Light?

Young Master.

One minute it's Young Master, next minute it's Ning Que. What exactly is it you want to do?

Since little, I risked my life to raise you.

You went all the way out to make me worry about you.

You are very proud of it, aren't you?

I... I am not proud of it.

It is just that I think I'm probably not worthy of you.

I'm not all that good.

We've used up all our money.

We still owe Fourth Brother Si and Third Brother Chang seven hundred taels of silver.

If we can take out some of the dividends from the gambling den,

maybe we can pay it off by next year.

But I just think that it's not very good to owe people money.

So I'm thinking, how about renting out the Old Writing Brush Shop?

Not renting it out.

I had my father categorize the gifts that the emperor

and princess gave us into a book.

I've put the book

in the last drawer of the box of winter clothes in the West Wing room.

If you need money, you can sell these things.

Not selling.

I also know that Uncle Wu borrowed gambling money from you.

But you didn't even tell me how much it was exactly.

I also have some private purse money.

I think we two have been quite careful in our entire life. You have even saved some private purse money?

I do admire you for that.

I really should recommend you to His Majesty to be the Minister of Revenue.

I have a total of two thousand and one hundred taels of silvers of private purse money.

I have Jian Dajia keeping it.

I know you have never been keen to sell your calligraphy.

If you really have an urgent need for money, then use my private purse money first.

What else do you think about besides money?

Shoes and socks. I have made enough of them to last you for several years.

But my needlework is not very good. Just make do and wear them, okay?

Under the bed of the Old Writing Brush Shop,

there is a small black case.

You must not forget that. Those are things that for some particular reason,

you were determined to throw away but are actually very precious things.

I know.

No, you don't know.

Those are the letters written to you by Miss Bookworm Maniac.

You threw them away right after reading them.

I picked them all up again.

Now, you have more than ten of them.

What? You actually dare peek at my letters?

- You think you have what it takes to do anything? - I didn't read them!

- You really think you've got what it takes? - I really didn't read them!

- You really think you've got what it takes? - Young Master, I didn't read them! Stop tickling me!

I really did not read them. Whoever read them is a little dog.

With things like letters, you only need to read them once.

Who would take them out and read them over and over again?

What I originally envisioned was

when Young Master and I are all old,

we will lay on the bamboo armchairs in the Old Writing Brush Shop and bask under the sun.

At that time, I will pull out your little black case.

I will read each letter, one by one to you.

You will definitely find it so interesting.

Sadly, now it looks like

I might not be able to grow old with you.

You little silly billy. Why are you always thinking about all this nonsense?

Let me tell you. We have already met with Master Qishan.

He can heal your illness really quickly.

If he is the Child of Hades,

how would Master Qishan not know?

How could he have made it out of the chessboard alive?

Master Qishan is getting on with age and his old eyes are blurred.

He should've surrendered the magical chessboard a long time ago.

Shut up! Stop spouting nonsense here.

Senior Brother, the Shrine Leader invited you to bring the Ghost Bell here,

was exactly to find the Child of Hades.

Junior Uncle has already confiscated the Ghost Bell.

What?

What did you say?

Confiscated!

Without the Ghost Bell, how can we confirm the identity of the Child of Hades?

How are we going to explain that to the Shrine Leader?

Perhaps, the opportunity is not right this time.

So, we will just let Ning Que happily be with his little maidservant

and have her illness treated here in Lan Ke,

then go back to his Tang Empire Academy?

Are you going to let this despicable person who killed Daoshi

keep living arrogantly in this world?

Senior Brother, this is our only chance,

the chance for everyone in this world.

Senior Brother.

I will definitely make Ning Que stay here on this Tile Mountain.

Senior Brother, as long as you have the determination to ring the bell,

I, Qu Ni, will certainly help you get that Ghost Bell back!

Definitely.

You just wait!

I'll take it back.

[Lan Ke]

What a big force of yin cold energy.

Feels like it is from the abyss.

When this cold energy flares up, it must be very painful and unbearable.

I wonder how this little girl endured through it all these years.

Master, what can we do to get rid of this yin cold energy completely?

I don't know where this cold energy originated from.

It's very deep.

It has been with the little girl for more than ten years.

It has long seeped into her marrow and blood vessels.

It is too hard to separate now.

Master, you must have a way,

Or Fu Zi would not have sent us from thousands of miles away to find you.

I am overwhelmed.

I wonder if the little girl is willing to

learn the Heaven Pillar's cultivation from me.

Why does she need to practice Heaven Pillar's cultivation?

Could it get rid of the cold energy completely?

Heaven Pillar's cultivation can't erase the cold poison in her completely.

It can only control it.

Control it?

So according to you,

she can live even with the yin cold energy inside her?

Yes.

What I can do

is just to help her control the cold poison that is inside her,

so that she would not feel the pain of the cold energy anymore.

As for birth, aging, sickness, and death,

those are not under my control.

Young Master, I want to cultivate the Heaven Pillar's teachings.

Please, Master, impart to Sang Sang the Heaven Pillar's teachings.

Teacher, I respectfully greet you.

I didn't expect that I actually would have such an unusual disciple

in the last years of my life.

I initially thought my heart would never be disturbed by worldly matters again.

But now, I actually feel a little excited.

Little Thirteenth! How dare you!

How dare you switch the Jiujiang double steamed wine that I hid at the Repenting Cliff!

That wine is even older than you, you little rascal.

Master, this is Fu Zi's private collection. A gift for you on our first meeting.

Good, good.

It's good to change tastes sometimes.

It's okay to change tastes, but to change it to plain water?

What does that mean?

Well?

It's good wine. It's good wine!

But of course! It's a twenty-year-old Jiujiang double steamed wine.

I can't believe that Fu Zi could bear to give this to me.

Back in the day, when I asked for just a cup of ten-year-old Jiujiang double steamed wine,

he was already so stingy about that!

Forgive me, Teacher. Little Thirteenth will not dare to steal your wine again.

Seeing that Little Qishan has saved Sang Sang,

I will forgive you for using my collection as a gift to him.

Thank you, Teacher.

Master, thank you for curing Sang Sang.

This is for you. I hope you have blessings as boundless as the Eastern Sea, and longevity as enduring as the Southern Mountains.

May you live for a hundred years. No, make that ten thousand years.

- I will finish it first as a sign of respect. - Good.

I have to save such good wine.

I'm not getting this for free.

Here is a book of scriptures. I'm giving it to you.

Thank you, Teacher.

You have to read it thoroughly.

Study it well.

Since when are you interested in calligraphy?

Can't I?

Looks like you have really recovered from your illness.

You are actually arguing with me. Come let me have a look.

Not giving it to you.

The letters you wrote to Miss Shanshan,

I've never read them.

I've never hidden anything from you. Since I dare to let you mail my letters,

it means that I'm not afraid to have you read them.

Previously, you said that it was private.

I've never ever read them.

Okay, okay. You're all grown up.

You even have private things now.

I won't read them then. Who cares?

Come and drink your medicine.

Time to sleep.

I want to write some more.

Okay. Go and write.

You can't peek.

5. Young Master saved Sang Sang from a pile of dead bodies. 6. Sang Sang has a "cold" illness. Young Master...

I would like to see what you have been writing.

1. Young Master has a podao called the Yuan Thirteen Arrow.

2. Young Master is the Thirteenth Teacher of the Two-Story Building in the Tang Academy.

3. Young Master is the master of God Startled Formation.

4. Young Master is the disciple of Great Expert Yan Se.

5. Young Master saved me from a pile of dead bodies.

6. Sang Sang has a "cold" illness.

Young Master warms my feet for me.

7. Young Master likes the hot and sour noodles soup I prepare for him.

8. Our first home was in Wei City.

9. Our second home was at the Old Writing Brush Shop in the capital city.

10. Young Master writes great calligraphy.

He wrote the chicken soup note for me.

Young Master is the most important person in my life.

This last item, I can never, ever forget.

Even when I die, I can never forget it.

Sang Sang, what did you actually experience while in the chessboard?

Why did you write about such things?

Did you forget something?

Good morning, Master.

Now that I am old, I sleep less.

Since you're out here, let's have a chat.

- Okay. - Have a seat.

Master, I want to ask you something.

Go ahead.

What exactly did Sang Sang go through in the chessboard?

Didn't you go into the chessboard with her?

You know what I'm asking.

Master, actually, what I want to ask you is,

am I actually the Child of Hades?

If I am, will it get Sang Sang into trouble?

Ning Que...

A predictable future is not the future.

Is it possible that the future can be changed?

Let's say that if a future is possible,

then the corresponding is impossible.

Since it is not confirmed,

then why can't it be changed?

This is a little complicated.

If you think it's too complicated, don't overthink it. Just let nature take its course.

As long as Sang Sang can live a good life, I can accept any type of future.

I am going to give you a book.

Consider it a gift for the fate between us.

Master, I get sleepy whenever I read.

I've thought of it, so I picked an interesting one.

You will not get sleepy when you read that book.

Master, this is for children. Can you give me some other book?

In my eyes, you're just a wimpy kid.

I've not been a wimpy kid for a while now.

Heaven Pillar Palm Print? Why did Master want me to learn this?

I'm not from the Heaven Pillar Sect.

Teacher, you summoned me?

Guanhai, come in.

Guanhai,

take this Ghost Bell back to the Suspended Temple. Make sure nothing happens to it.

I will obey your order.

Also, only my Lan Ke's people can deliver this bell.

Don't let it end up in other people's hands.

Yes, Teacher.

Tomorrow is the Ghost Festival.

Tomorrow will be a day of victory for the whole world.

I wonder if all those people at the Ghost Festival will be able to hold Ning Que back tomorrow.

After all, Qishan cured Sang Sang's illness.

Ning Que has also gained back his birth object.

No worries. No worries.

Everyone present tomorrow should be very clear in their heart that

as long as they personally kill the Child of Hades,

their names will certainly be immortalized,

and be glorified for eternity.

I'm very worried.

What if Ning Que is not the Child of Hades?

- What should we do then? - He has to be the one.

If he is not, how are we going to break the Tang Empire?

How are we going to destroy the Tang Academy?

Are all these people heading to Ghost Festival?

These poor stupid people.

Do they really think the Ghost Festival is something that should be celebrated?

A thousand years ago, Heaven Pillar went into an eternal rest.

The Ghost Bell was left behind to find the signs of Eternal Night.

It's just that after a thousand of years, why would the ordinary people of this world

still care about a legend that is purely imagined?

In this world, there still has to be someone that would step out

and protect the Light.

Many years ago, I used to believe that there was such a person in this world.

But in the end, he was also destroyed by just an arrow.

You should stop bringing up your Long Qing.

He is just a useless thing.

Just a smelly bug.

This time, our Ghost Bell will definitely make Ning Que

show his real self.

You are saying that this time, we will be able to get proof that Ning Que is the Child of Hades?

In Heaven Pillar Sect's law,

the Head, Master Bao Shu, will personally prove who is the greatest scourge in this world.

Ning Que has to die.

Such a small stinky bug.

[Lan Ke]

- What are you holding in your hand? - Give it back to me.

- What is this? - It's mine.

Why do you keep holding on to this black chess piece?

What's the use of it? I should just throw it away for you?

Don't... Don't!

Careful.

Tile Mountain. Lan Ke.

Master Qishan.

He was so powerful.

Little Qishan.

Sang Sang, all thanks to Little Qishan, you are way better now.

I'm well now. Which means we can go to the Ghost Festival!

After the Ghost Festival, we will head back to the Tang Academy.

Okay! We will go feed the Big White Goose!

We will go bring the Old Yellow Cow out to graze!

Teacher! Sang Sang has been healed by Little Qishan!

Fu Zi, you can stop worrying!

We're coming home!

Greetings, Master Qu Ni.

Guanhai, are you escorting the Ghost Bell?

Yes, I am. Teacher asked us to escort the Ghost Bell back to the Suspended Temple.

The journey to the Suspended Temple is very long.

You should use today

to get ready for the Ghost Festival.

Give the Ghost Bell to me, and I will help you

deliver the Ghost Bell back to the Suspended Temple.

Teacher's order was to have us escort it.

He didn't instruct me to give it to you or anyone else.

So, please forgive me for not obeying your order.

The Ghost Bell originally came with us, the people of the Suspended Temple.

You people of Lan Ke shouldn't interfere.

You should start following some rules.

Master, you have your rules, but I only listen to my Teacher's orders.

I hope you can understand, Master, and let us

escort this Ghost Bell back to Suspended Temple.

Ghost Bell!

Even though you are one of the last disciples of Master Qishan,

your pathetic cultivation is too poor.

Let's go!

You're here.

Teacher.

Both of you gained something while you were here, right?

I no longer fear the cold. I feel much better.

I just don't understand why you had me read the Heaven Pillar Sect's manuscript?

Serendipity.

Not fearing, keeping still in deep meditation, destroying the demons, and letting go of your obsessions.

I didn't realize that in such a short time,

you were able to fully understand the meaning behind my Heaven Pillar's Four Great Hand Prints.

Thank you, Master, for enlightening me. I really did feel a lot quieter and peaceful in my heart.

Then that's good.

Time sure flies. Tomorrow is the Ghost Festival.

Are you ready?

The Ghost Festival is a once in a lifetime experience. Of course, we wouldn't miss it.

Furthermore, we have already achieved what we came here for.

Sang Sang has almost recovered from the cold illness.

I have also almost gotten rid of my inner demons.

Forget about the Child of Hades. Who cares about him?

I will ignore everything else. I promised Sang Sang that once she is healthy,

I will take her to the Ghost Festival and enjoy ourselves.

Yes, since you are here, stay and enjoy it.

You are truly worthy to be Fu Zi's student.

You've been away from Fu Zi for quite some time now, haven't you?

Teacher, we want to celebrate the Ghost Festival first before we go back.

- Must you go to the Ghost Festival? - Yes.

Okay then. Leave immediately after celebrating the Ghost Festival.

Yes.

Timing and Subtitles Brought To You By The Ever Night Team @ Viki

♫ Time is like a shuttle; Spring goes, autumn comes ♫

♫ Sighing for the withering and blossoming of flowers ♫

♫ Whose problems have been buried by time ♫

♫ If this dream is like a bird ♫

♫ Unable to fly across the vast seas ♫

♫ Afraid that after daybreak, memories are empty ♫

♫ Even if love is the weakest existence ♫

♫ Still willing to disperse all the haze ♫

♫ Who's waiting for who ♫

♫ And who can bear to blame the other ♫

♫ Time is fleeting; Where does it go and where does it come from? ♫

♫ I bear no grudge for ♫

♫ Slipping into dirt for you ♫

♫ I am not afraid to accompany you ♫

♫ To leap over mountains and seas ♫

♫ Hearing the wind and rain outside the window raise their glasses to drown their sorrows, so satisfying ♫

♫ Who can understand the hardships that are hard to pour out? ♫

♫ Letting time fly hurriedly, using one lifetime to wait ♫

♫ Not fearing the past and the future ♫

♫ Time is like a shuttle; Spring goes, autumn comes ♫

♫ Sighing for the withering and blossoming of flowers ♫

♫ Whose problems have been buried by time ♫

♫ If this dream is like a bird ♫

♫ Unable to fly across the vast seas ♫

♫ Afraid that after daybreak, memories are empty ♫

♫ I bear no grudge for ♫

♫ Slipping into dirt for you ♫

♫ I am not afraid to accompany you ♫

♫ To leap over mountains and seas ♫

♫ Hearing the wind and rain outside the window raise their glasses to drown their sorrows, so satisfying ♫

♫ Who can understand the hardships that are hard to pour out? ♫

♫ Letting time fly hurriedly, using one lifetime to wait ♫

♫ Not fearing the past and the future ♫