Flying Dust Chapter 85.1
“Sect Master, there is one more thing.”
“What?” Jun Wushuang folded up that paper note.
“Master Manor Lu has not left and is still waiting for you here, seemingly having important matters that he wants to discuss with you.”
“Then you go and ask him to come in.”
“He is right outside the door.” Leng Yufang walked over and opened the door. Lu Qingmo smiled at her and walked in.
“Sect Master Jun’s face is looking much better.”
“Thank you for your concern, I wonder what matter you want to discuss with me.” Jun Wushuang gestured with his hand to the side seat.
“Do you know that Feichen’s sister, Qu Xiruo, was taken to the Western Regions by Wen Qianliu?
“I know. Is Lord Manor Lu wanting to go to the Western Regions to retrieve her?”
“That’s right. I think Sect Master Jun also knows that Feichen will definitely go to the West Region for his sister. He Yunfeng has already suffered internal injuries and relies on Bai Jingxi’s medication to last for a while. If he goes to the West to fight Kemoluo head on, I am worried that …”
Jun Wushuang reached out and pressed his hand over his eyes, lowering his head and laughing, “Manor Leader Lu, do you know what I admire the most about you? You can be jealous of your enemy (love rival) on one side and wish him well on the other.”
“Feichen and He Yunfeng are very happy together, aren’t they? I naturally want him to be by my side … If he’s not happy by my side, I’ll be sad. Besides, when we meet Kemoluo, it’s not only He Yunfeng who is in danger right?”
“I know. When do you want to leave?” Jun Wushuang asked with a straight face.
“The sooner the better, we’d better be able to solve this matter before they do.”
“Then how are we going to find the Blood Worshipping Sect without He Yunfeng’s guidance?”
Lu Qingmo placed a small bamboo tube on the desktop, “There are two Gu Worms in here, given to me by Bai Jingxi. They can help us find where the Blood Worshipping Cult is. These two worms can survive without water or food for half a year.”
Jun Wushuang tapped his finger on the edge of the bamboo tube, “That’s enough, see you in the morning.”
After Lu Qingmo left, Leng Yufang came in, “Sect Master … Blood Worshipping Cult is very dangerous, even He Yunfeng’s cultivation has been wounded, I am afraid that you are going to bode ill rather than well.”
“Aunt Leng, I rarely want to do things on my own, let me go this time.” Jun Wushuang got up and patted her on the shoulder, “If anything does happen to me, the Mirror Water Sect will be in your hands.”
“Wushuang …” Leng Yufang clasped his wrist, he is sometimes well behaved and sometimes eccentric and unreasonable, his likes and dislikes are unpredictable in fact, his bones are as cold as ice and frost, Mo Feichen is the only spark in his heart, Leng Yufang knows that he can’t stop him, “You can’t! Leng Yufang knew she couldn’t stop him, “You can’t have any contingency, you must come back.”
“I know, I’ll go see my father.” Jun Wushuang smiled and walked away, just like a gust of wind that could not be caught.
Wen Xin sat there, a posture he had maintained for twenty-two years.
Jun Wushuang brought a comb with him this time and brushed his loose hair behind him.
“Father, I’m going to go to Blood Worhipper Sect tomorrow.”
“Father … I often wonder what would have happened if I had been a simple Xiushui Palace disciple when I met him. Or what if I was the Master of the Mirror Water Sect? Would we be any different?”
“But the result would still be the same, right? Because no matter what, he was in love with He Yunfeng before we met. How unfair ah, because that person met him earlier.”
The dark hair band wrapped around Wen Xin’s hair as he tied it up.
“Father, Master Wu Liang said that I was too obsessed. But in fact, where He Yunfeng and Lu Qingmo did not obsess? But they are both obsessed by being good toward him. So I also want to be good to him. As long as he is well, since he feels more happy being with He Yunfeng then I will … let them together.” Jun Wushuang let out a breath of air as he said these words, “How relaxing.”
In the end, his hands were held, and Wen Xin’s dark eyes coalesced to look at him, “Wushuang, do you really think if he is happy you would also feel happy?”
“Father … father … How you are awake?” Jun Wushuang’s mood changed from surprise to delight as he hugged Wen Xin, “Father, am I dreaming?”
“You recite the ‘Clear Heart Wise Mantra’ to me day in and day out, how could I not be awake? It’s just that I want to see you ‘awake’ as well, only if I’m not awake will you keep coming to me and telling me what’s in your heart, only then I can understand my son.”
“Father …”
Wen Xin pulled Jun Wushuang away so that he could look at him face to face.
“Listen, the real heart demon is not from practicing kung fu, but was originally here with you.” Wen Xin pressed his palm on Jun Wushuang’s chest, “When you let go, nothing can make you ‘enter the devil’.”
“This son remembered it already.”
“Good.” Wen Xin clasped Jun Wushuang’s wrist and said with a straight face, “You said that you went to the Western Regions for him rather than in order to have him, and that you wanted him to be happy, right?”
“Yes.” Jun Wushuang smiled faintly.
“Then compared to having him or protecting him, which do you choose?”
“Protecting him. I once thought that I would rather have him broken … than not having him, but now I think that even if he is not in my hands, it may not be bad for him to be held intact in someone else’s palm.”
“Then remember what you said to me at this moment, give up and being fully is not decided by what you get not in your hand but what you have in your heart. Father hopes that you can come back safely from the Western Region.”
After saying that, Jun Wushiang only felt that Wen Xin was holding his wrist and his veins were surging, rushing in his inner strength, “Father—— what are you doing?”
“I will give you my sword seed, hope you make good use of it, we both have the same internal heart method, once it enters your qi sea, it will be compatible with your qi veins – my sword is both your sword!”
“Father …” Jun Wushuang frowned, he wanted to push the sword seed out of the meridian, Wen Xin without the sword seed will soon die of exhaustion and weakness.
However, Wen Xin’s sword seed fell into Jun Wushuang’s sea of qi with a burst of energy.
In a flash, he only felt his limbs and bones filled with internal energy, and Wen Xin fell backwards, Jun Wushuang pulled him to a stop, “Father! Why are you doing this!”
“Silly child, didn’t you call me ‘Father’? This is what a father should do.” Wen Xin’s face darkened, “I want to see Yu Fang… can you let her in?”
Jun Wushuang nodded with tears in her eyes, “Aunt Leng! Aunt Leng! My father wants to see you!”
Leng Yufang came in and looked at Wen Xin in Jun Wushuang’s arms and said incredulously, “Sect Master?”
Leng Yufang ran over to him, in three or two steps and took him into her armsm
Wen Xin stretched out his hand towards her, “Yufang … come over here a little… let me see you …”
Leng Yufang took three or two steps and ran over to him, embracing him in her arms and gripping his hand tightly, “You’re awake? You’re really awake?”
Wen Xin smiled, “Yes, I am awake. I’ve been in a daze my whole life, and I’ve only been awake for such a short time.”
“Sect Master …”
“Call me ‘Big Brother Wen’, just like when you hadn’t yet joined the Mirror Water Sect.”
“Big Brother Wen.” Leng Yufang pressed her head against Wen Xin.
“If there really is an afterlife, I, Wen Xin, will definitely treat you well.”
Leng Yufang laughed softly, “Big Brother Wen you are so stupid, Yufang doesn’t want the whole in the next life, this moment in this life is already enough.”
Wen Xin slowly closed his eyes and slept in her arms forever.
Walking out of the Mirror Water Sect, Lu Qingmo stood under the moon, fade in the light wind.
Jun Wushuang smiled lightly, “In the past, I hated Brother Lu to the bone, but I never thought there would be a time when I would do the same thing with you.”
Lu Qingmo’s eyebrows soar, “If both of us can come back from this trip, what are your plans?”
“Have a drink with you?”
“And … if one day we can stand together in front of Fei Chen ….”
Jun Wushang wrapped his hair around his ear, turned on his horse, and said aloud, “I will not force him to choose again.”
Lu Qingmo also smiled and steered his horse away.
The morning sun opens up the fog and spreads over the quiet mountain.
Mo Feichen and He Yunfeng stood on the side of the pallet, looking at the bottom of the misty valley, “Yunfeng, in fact, I feel that this entire Jiiang Hu and martial arts are like flowers in a mirror or the moon in the water—an illusion; the more you pursue, the more there is nothing.”
“He he, then tell me what do you think is true?”
Mo Feichen bent down, yanked down a few green grasses, and in a couple of tries, made a grasshopper and stretched it in front of He Yunfeng’s eyes, “This one.”
He Yunfeng laughed, and took the grasshopper, hanging it on the road trek.
At a distance, the fences were filled with grasshoppers, some of which had withered and yellowed over the years, rising and falling in the wind.
“Feichen, come here! Let’s have a drink!” Yu Jin shouted as he sat on a wooden wheelchair. The wheelchair was designed by Mo Feichen and customized by a carpenter under the mountain, although it looked very bulky, Yu Jin could go to some places without steps on it.
“Oh ou!” Mo Feichen ran over, “How old is this wine?”
“You, this forgetful!” Yu Jin knocked a chestnut for him, just like when I was a kid educating Mo Feichen, “When I left Kun Yun Mountain, didn’t you say that if I came back one day, we should have a drink together? So after you left that day, I bought a bottle of wine and found a place to bury it.”
“Really? It’s been hidden for six or seven years, so it’s good wine, right?”
“Yes, I asked Li Du to dig it up for me, but we’re not drinking it today.”
“Why? Aren’t you already back?” Mo Feichen touched his nose, does Yu Jin still want to enter Jiang Hu again, role-playing the Four Famous Constables, Wu Qing (Heartless)?”
“This time it’s because you’re leaving the mountain villa to go to a far away place,” Yu Jin smiled and looked towards the direction of the mountain gate, “so I’ll hide that altar of wine and make sure to wait for you to come back to unseal it again.”
“Okay.” Mo Feichen nodded.
