Chapter 477: Can't Stand the Thoughts
Chapter 477: Can't Stand the Thoughts
When she recalled the past, there was not much complexity on her face.
Perhaps all the memories can no longer stir up any waves in my heart.
How can a person with a dead heart care about anything else?
Chu Qing only spoke up at this point:
"So, since then, you became 'sick' and started chasing after the escaped scholar?"
"Ah."
The woman opposite nodded:
“That was a rather vague memory. I would be lucid sometimes, but after being lucid, I would feel severe pain.
“And then I fell into confusion again…
"And in that confusion, I couldn't think of anything else except killing him.
"Until the monk finds us again."
"A month ago?"
“About a month ago.
"I was captured by a monk when I was still ignorant, but he still had a compassionate look on his face, which left a deep impression on me.
“But I can’t quite remember how the two of them fought.
"I just remember..."
Her voice suddenly became low, and the sadness and pain in her eyes were almost condensed into substance:
“When he was seriously injured and dying, I was actually happy in my heart.
"After years of grudges, I feel relieved...
"But this relief turned into heart-wrenching pain in an instant, and past memories emerged one after another, like thousands of arrows piercing my heart.
"The monk told me with a compassionate face that this was not what he wanted, but he had to do it.
“I wanted to die with him, but my martial arts skills were far inferior to his.
"Finally, he knocked me unconscious... When I woke up, the monk was gone. Only his body was left lying there, all alone... It was a desolate sight."
By this time she had exhausted all her strength.
He sat there dejectedly. Although his body was supported by bones, all his energy had been drained away.
Chu Qing asked softly:
"Do you know what the scholar who escaped for his life discovered? Something that could change the world?"
"I have no idea……"
The woman shook her head.
Chu Qing asked again:
"What's the reason for killing him if he's not a monk?"
"I do not know either."
The woman sighed:
“What I know is really limited. I only know that it was the monk who killed him.
“And this matter, which was not played by the monk, would not be glorious.
“I also know that… with my abilities alone, I will never be able to help him get revenge in this lifetime.
“I don’t have such ability, but you do, sir!
"He has never harmed anyone in his life. He bears the title of one of the Three Immortals of Freedom, but because of me, he has not had a single good day.
“When something happens, he will step up to help, regardless of whether he is capable of doing it or not.
“A person like him…should not die like this.
"So, I can only ask the Third Young Master to avenge my husband! Kill him and he is not a monk!"
Chu Qing was silent.
Regardless of whether or not to kill the monk, he was very interested in what the escaping scholar had discovered.
And who is the man with eyes as bright as stars in the story?
Because he had something to do and could not stay for long, he resorted to tricking the wife of the fugitive scholar, causing her to lose herself, forget her past, and repeatedly hunt down the fugitive scholar.
He thought he could use this opportunity to kill the scholar who was escaping for life, but he didn't expect that the scholar who was escaping for life not only did not die, but instead got the word "escaped".
But after all these years, where did that person go?
His idea failed to come true, so why didn't he do it himself?
The woman opposite seemed to have thought of something. She took out a book from her arms, placed it on the table, and gently pushed it in front of Chu Qing:
“I know it doesn’t make sense to hire someone to do something for nothing.
"This is what he has learned in his life, called [The Way of a Gentleman], and it is a unique skill he learned from the books of sages.
"Although you are a master of martial arts, you may not be interested in this martial art...
"However, this is the most valuable thing I can take out.
"Please show some mercy, Third Young Master."
She raised her eyes and looked at Chu Qing, and for the first time, there was caution in her eyes.
[Trigger the commission: Assassinate not a monk! ]
【Do you want to receive it? 】
"【The Way of a Gentleman】."
Chu Qing reached out and took the secret book, flipped through the contents, and then nodded silently:
"A scholar who escapes for his life is indeed a scholar who escapes for his life. What a gentlemanly way! I will grant your request, Madam."
After saying that, he chose to receive it.
In any case, the monk has now entered Chu Qing's field of vision.
No matter what this person's purpose was, based on Chu Qing's somewhat superficial impression of the scholar who escaped, this person really should not be killed.
Not to mention that there is a conspiracy behind the monk.
Chu Qing will find out who is behind him, and it is time for this old monk to die.
Seeing this, the woman finally breathed a sigh of relief and her face suddenly turned pale.
She stumbled to her feet and bowed to Chu Qing:
"Thank you very much...thank you for your help, sir. I will take my leave now."
"Your injuries..."
Chu Qing spoke.
The woman waved her hand:
"He who has no heart cannot live."
Chu Qing was silent again... He wanted to say that with his ability, if he wanted to save her, she could survive.
But this woman was unwilling to be saved by Chu Qing.
Can a person live without a heart?
A heartless person...cannot live.
Her heart is dead, and she has no desire or idea to live. She is now a heartless person, so she cannot live.
Even if Chu Qing could save her life this time, she would still die.
She staggered out of the room and walked out along the road to Tianyi Gate.
She walked with great difficulty, and every step seemed as if she was enduring the pain of being cut into pieces by a thousand knives, but her steps were very light, as if there was something or someone in front of her that she had longed for... waiting for her.
If she only took two more steps forward, she would be able to rush into that man's arms and make a promise for three lifetimes.
She walked out of Tianyi Gate and into the desolate mountain roads where few people had ever been.
Finally, she came to a half-margin. She turned over and sat down, with the starry sky above her head and a tablet in her hand.
I reached out and touched it gently, and tears flowed unstoppably from the corners of my eyes.
She hummed an unknown tune, and finally leaned against the tablet and murmured:
“Don’t be afraid… don’t be afraid, if the road is too dark, just wait for me.
"Let's go together."
As soon as he finished speaking, his head drooped and he was dead.
At that time, the night sky was full of darkness, the evening wind was silent, and there were only waves of desolation...
Beitang Zun came to her, stretched out his hand to test her, and finally turned back to look at Chu Qing:
"She's dead."
"With her injuries, she won't die if she wants to live."
Chu Qing walked forward slowly:
"Unfortunately, she is determined to die, and no human power can change her. Even if you have monstrous means, you can't save someone who wants to die...
"Forget it, forget it, find someone to collect the body.
"Then take him and bury him together with the scholar who escaped.
"They share the same bed and the same grave in life, and their true love is worth it."
After he finished speaking, he turned and left. Beitang Zun nodded and began to clean up the mess.
Inside Tianyi Gate, Chu Qing went directly to Wu Qianhuan's room.
It was still early and there was no one in Wu Qianhuan's room. She was chatting with Liu Zhaohua and Qin Yuqi, and the three of them got along very well.
Chu Qing sat quietly in front of the bed waiting, and what came to his mind was the expression of the scholar's wife before she died.
There was a look of relief on his face... not fear of death.
Chu Qing shook his head slightly, but the scene could not be shaken off.
After waiting for nearly half an hour, Wu Qianhuan finally returned to the room. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Chu Qing sitting there and was immediately surprised.
She quickly turned around, peeked around, and after making sure that there was no one there, she bolted the door.
When she looked up at Chu Qing again, her eyebrows were raised:
"Where did you come from, you scoundrel? Why did you come here in the middle of the night? Did you see that I am as pretty as a flower and have a natural beauty, and plan to... steal my beauty?"
Chu Qing came back to his senses after hearing her words, a smile appeared on his lips, and he grabbed Wu Qianhuan in the air with his five fingers. Wu Qianhuan cried out "Ouch", and was caught in his arms:
“What the girl said is right. From the first moment I saw you, I was attracted by your extraordinary beauty.
"I can't sleep because of thinking about it. I toss and turn, and I just want to get close to her."
"You are such a pervert, you are so bold and ruthless. Today I will rid the world of this evil!"
Wu Qianhuan shook her arm, freed herself from his arms, and pointed her finger like a sword at his heart.
However, Chu Qing took advantage of the situation and grabbed the tip of the sword, and with a pull, Wu Qianhuan fell onto his legs.
Chu Qing raised his legs, allowing Wu Qianhuan to arch her body, and brought down a palm, which was then heard with a "pa" sound.
Wu Qianhuan immediately whimpered and turned to look at Chu Qing with a moist look in her eyes.
Chu Qing smiled and let down the bed curtain.
……
……
Two hours later, it was already late at night.
Wu Qianhuan curled up in the quilt with a tired look on her face:
"What's wrong with you? You seem to be worried..."
Chu Qing took a strand of her hair and sniffed it. After hearing this, he was silent for a moment before saying:
"Qian Huan, if one day something unexpected happens to me.
"What will happen to you?"
Wu Qianhuan was stunned, raised her head, pulled the hair out of Chu Qing's hand, and stared at Chu Qing with a serious look:
"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and say it, bad things don't work, good things do."
Chu Qing had no choice but to do as he was told.
Wu Qianhuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, but she was still very angry, with a pouty face:
"How old are you? Why are you talking nonsense for no reason?
"We are in the process of mixing honey and oil, you must not let your imagination run wild... Did something happen?"
Chu Qing nodded and recounted what happened tonight.
Wu Qianhuan was stunned when she heard this:
"The scholar who escaped for his life died?"
Before she met up with Chu Qing, she had teamed up with the Escaping Scholar, the Green-Shirted Drunkard Zhou Rui and others in order to kill Chu Huaifeng.
It was also that night that she met Chu Qing again.
The heart that was hanging in the air finally settled down.
Chu Qing nodded:
“It wasn’t the monk who killed him… Just now, the wife of the scholar who was escaping also died.
“She was injured but not fatally.
“She died because…she didn’t want to live anymore.
"So Qian Huan, if something unexpected happens to me one day, you must never follow this person's example."
Chu Qing spoke seriously, and the playful look on Wu Qianhuan's face disappeared.
She also looked at Chu Qing seriously:
"No."
"Ok?"
"I will never agree to that!"
Wu Qianhuan looked at Chu Qing, and as their eyes met, she spoke a resolute word:
"If you were to die in an accident, I would immediately commit suicide and go to hell with you.
"Chu Qing, remember this, no matter where you go, you can't get rid of me!"
Chu Qing first stared at her for a long time, his eyes concealing an unprecedented seriousness.
Then he let out a breath and said with a smile:
"Are you relying on me for the rest of your life?"
"Well! What? You've eaten it all up. Are you going to be irresponsible now?"
Wu Qianhuan rolled her eyes, and there was less heroic spirit and more charm between her eyebrows.
"Of course not."
Chu Qing held her in his arms.
Wu Qianhuan's somewhat muffled voice came from his arms:
“So, if you don’t want me to die, you should live well.
"May he live forever, may everything go well for him.
"But no matter life or death, I will follow you, no matter when..."
"it is good."
Chu Qing sighed softly:
"Then let us depend on each other for life and death."
"Ah."
There was no conversation that night, and three days passed in the blink of an eye.
On the eighth day of June, there is a grand event in Nanling in front of Tianyi Gate.
Two gangs, three halls, five schools and one village, with many masters gathered together.
Chu Qing was dressed up by Wu Qianhuan today like a groom, wearing a red suit.
Wu Qianhuan also likes to wear red clothes, but when she was choosing, she also picked one for Wenrou.
The three of them dressed like this are really eye-catching.
In addition to the many masters from all over Nanling present at the venue today, there are also seats on the high platform.
With Chu Qing's current status, he naturally has a place on the podium.
When seeing this, the masters from the two gangs, three halls, five schools and one village present couldn't help but have different expressions on their faces.
Some are wary, some are solemn, and some are admiring...
Tian Fengzi started with a well-worn rhetoric, explaining what the Tianxie Cult has been doing since it appeared in the world.
He also told everyone directly that the purpose of convening this martial arts conference was to fight against the Tianxie Cult.
But after saying this, he was met with a cold snort:
“Isn’t what Sect Leader Tian Fengzi said a bit exaggerated?
"You say that the Tianxie Cult is so amazing, but why have we never seen it?"
Chu Qing looked in the direction of the voice and heard Lan Shuyi reminding him:
"He is Bai Fangjun, the leader of the Tianshui Gang, the best gang in the world."
Tian Fengzi raised his eyebrows:
"Boss Bai, do you want to say that I am exaggerating?"
Bai Fangjun smiled faintly:
"Master Tian Fengzi will not easily exaggerate. I am just afraid... that someone will instigate me and I will become a stepping stone for others.
"Otherwise, why are all the things I heard about the Tianxie Cult related to this person?"
Chu Qing was delighted. Although the words were not very clear, they seemed to be directed at him.
Sure enough, the next moment, Bai Fangjun looked at Chu Qing:
"Third Young Master, is there really such a thing as the Heavenly Evil Cult in the martial arts world?"
Chu Qing was about to speak, but suddenly he heard the sound of breaking wind, and figures suddenly came from all directions, with large numbers and powerful momentum!
Bai Fangjun's heart skipped a beat and he couldn't help looking around, cursing inwardly.
Could it be that this evil cult can't stand the constant talking?
Just thinking about it, it comes?
(End of this chapter)