Chapter 77 First Release "Isn't he afraid that I'll run away...

The man's figure gradually moved away, leaving only Shen Sheng and Wen Yu standing and sitting there.

His words floating in the wind were like the spring breeze blowing on willows and filling the branches with new buds, making Shen Sheng blush. Shen Sheng held the book in one hand and kept scratching the back of his head with the other. It was a long time before he remembered Wen Yu beside him.

Shen Sheng did not follow the man's footsteps. Instead, he turned back to Wen Yu and sat down cross-legged again.

Wen Yu and Shen Sheng had just exchanged a few words. The slight interaction that had been established with great difficulty came to an abrupt end after that man's action.

A subtle silence hung between the two of them, and neither of them spoke first to break the silence.

The man clearly came to ask him to eat, but he was indifferent and instead sat down. What did that mean?

Wen Yu raised her head. The inky black sky was like a taciturn friend, silent with her, unable to answer the doubts in her heart. Wen Yu stole a glance at Shen Sheng from the corner of her eye.

Is he afraid that he will run away?

Come to think of it, just because he was willing to untie himself, it didn't mean he was stupid enough to ignore the boss's orders and let himself go without permission.

His tone and demeanor just now clearly showed that he took the scarred man very seriously, and one could even say that he had great faith in him and was willing to protect him in every way.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Wen Yu blinked her eyes. Seeing Shen Sheng looking over at her, she raised her eyebrows and gestured in the direction he was leaving. "Didn't he ask you to eat?"

Before Shen Sheng could speak, Wen Yu was worried that he might have some concerns, so she quickly continued:

"If you're worried, just tie me up again."

Just tie her up. If she can be alone for a while and recuperate for a while, it may be more beneficial for her to circulate her spiritual power.

But Wen Yu hadn't even thought of her wishful thinking before Shen Sheng's words gave her up.

"I'm not worried at all. My wife is worrying too much." Shen Sheng changed the subject and the sound of turning pages of a book rang out. "It's just that all the brothers have to eat right now, so it's very crowded."

"I don't like crowds, so I'll go after a while, and I can bring some back for my wife."

As he was speaking, Shen Sheng seemed to remember something. He raised his head from the pages of the book and stared at Wen Yu hesitantly.

"My lady, are you hungry? I'll go now..."

As he spoke, he stood up without even putting down the book in his hand.

"Hey——" Wen Yu hurriedly spoke out to stop him, she didn't mean that.

If he were to go, he would certainly have the opportunity to recuperate, but if he didn't go, wouldn't it be more advantageous for him to gather information?

"No need, no need. Just follow your arrangements and I'll go with you."

Wen Yu waved her hands repeatedly. If she asked him to go over and was seen by the boss again, and someone else came to see her, the situation would be different.

"Ah? Well... okay then."

Shen Sheng paused at the words and stopped where he was. After hearing Wen Yu's words, he sat down hesitantly and unfolded the scroll he was holding between his hands.

For a moment, there was endless silence again.

What's more, even the birds in the mountains and forests returned home to their nests and stopped singing, making the night seem quiet.

Wen Yu turned her wrist, trying to concentrate the spiritual power on her fingertips, but the spiritual power still dissipated all over her body, rushing across Sichuan like a torrent, difficult to gather.

She couldn't help but sigh, Master, Master, please give me even a little bit of your divine energy. I am waiting to be saved.

Wen Yu looked up at the deep and invisible top of Houchun Mountain. The layers of grass and trees looked like green snow waves hidden in the moonlight, and it looked blurry and unclear.

Could it be because this place is too far away from the Wutong Ancestral Temple?

This can’t be done, Wen Yu thought to himself.

Since her spiritual power couldn't be restored for the time being, she had to find a way to continue the conversation. She had to get Shen Sheng to say something more.

The night wind blew gently, twirling a corner of the page in Shen Sheng's hand. Wen Yu looked in the direction of the sound, and then her eyes turned -

Delusion and flaw.

It is true that after searching for a needle in a haystack, it was finally found without any effort.

Looking at the words "Wang Xia" written on the rolled-up page, Wen Yu suddenly had an idea.

She was really grateful for the eight boxes of classic poetry collections that Song Lin had sent her some time before he passed away. They were now useful and made her late night reading worthwhile.

Thinking of this, Wen Yu's mind turned -

I just don't know... Is Song Linsheng back home safely now?

Wen Yu paused and stopped thinking.

"Are you reading the previous work 'Wang Xi'?"

Wen Yu's voice was like pearls falling to the ground and ripples on a quiet lake, stirring up the silent night.

Shen Sheng moved upon hearing the voice. He first looked at Wen Yu with a slightly suppressed look, then closed the page and carefully looked at the inscription on the outside, as if confirming something.

"Have you read this, my lady?"

Shen Sheng's face changed several times, and finally turned into a joy of seeing a close friend.

He stood up and moved towards Wen Yu, then stopped at an appropriate distance, leaned forward, and handed the scroll to Wen Yu.

Wen Yu saw this, but she was in no hurry to take it. If she took it directly, how could she prove that she had "read this article"?

"Jade from Jingxiu must have some tiny flaws." Wen Yu's eyes flickered, as if she was thinking, "The pearls from the Lilong... also have some minor flaws." [Note]

"I remember there was such a sentence, is it true or not?"

"Yes, yes, that's exactly the sentence." Shen Sheng hurriedly responded, his voice more lively than before, "My lady has read this sentence."

The famous works of the ancient sages are like stars, shining brightly in the long river of history. They are countless and endless to read.

Therefore, most poems are overshadowed by the dazzling light and are rarely mentioned.

He usually loved to collect some obscure poems and essays to read, but few people read them and even fewer could discuss them with him.

Today, this lady has actually read this article and can even recite a few lines of it accurately.

Shen Sheng was overjoyed and was ready to make Wen Yu his close friend.

When Wen Yu heard him nod repeatedly, she couldn't help feeling a little proud.

Of course, Wenyu had a photographic memory, and her memory was very reliable. She was absolutely certain that these two sentences were from Wangxia's article, and asking if they were was just to get his attention and approval.

"Yes, this sentence is profound and simple, and the writing is clear and elegant. I like it very much."

In this world, no matter how good or beautiful an object, thing, or even emotion is, nothing is perfect and completely satisfactory.

When water is full, it overflows; when the moon is full, it wanes. In time and everything, leaving a little room for improvement is the ultimate perfection amidst imperfection.

"That's right, that's right!" Shen Sheng echoed repeatedly, as if Wen Yu's words hit the nail on the head. "Even jade pieces made by a famous master like Jing Xiu can't be guaranteed to be flawless..."

Then what people see, whether true or false, real or fake, the things they see and the people they know, cannot be perfect.

This is also Shen Sheng’s attitude towards life.

He was actually able to talk with this new woman today, and for some reason he felt a sense of familiarity with her. He was not a person who thought too much, so even though the head of the family's attitude seemed unclear, he did not have any other opinions about this woman.

Now that they share the same interest, Shen Sheng feels more at ease.

"How could my wife read this? It's really fate."

Wen Yu laughed softly, her brows gleaming with a hint of cunning. "I was just flipping through a few pages in my spare time. I'm not taking the imperial examination. But it's fate that we can read the same chapter."

"Exactly. Exactly."

Shen Sheng withdrew his hand, holding the open page of the book, and his eyes wandered over the ancient and profound text again and again, as if looking at the most precious treasure in his life.

"What about you? What brought you to this volume?"

Wen Yu asked softly. She leaned over to look at the scroll in Shen Sheng's hand and saw tiny annotations between the lines. She thought it was written by Shen Sheng.

This person's habits are somewhat similar to Song Linsheng's.

"Me? I've been studying since I was young, hoping to pass the imperial examinations and serve my country." Shen Sheng paused, "It's just that I haven't been able to achieve my wish yet."

Passed the imperial examination? It turns out he is really a scholar.

"Then why don't you stay home and study? It's hard to find free time if you're running around like this now, right?"

Wen Yu stretched his neck to glance back and then quickly crouched down. The rough man who was drinking and eating meat with relish in the back was now eating and drinking and talking at the same time, making it very lively.

She glanced again at Shen Sheng, who was thin, with regular features, sitting alone under the carriage frame in front of her.

"I see that you and those brothers are somewhat... different. Why are you working with them?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Sheng looked up at Wen Yu, and then followed her gaze to the firewood pile where everyone was gathered behind him.

That place was bustling with people coming and going, and it seemed like another world compared to his side.

"I... I'm ashamed to say that my parents are not home, and I have no family." Shen Sheng seemed to be embarrassed. He closed the book and held it in his hands, squeezing it again and again. "If I were to study at home, I'm afraid that leisure time would be easy to find, but food and clothing would be hard to find."

Wen Yu choked, her throat felt dry, and she was unable to speak.

How could she forget that this was the mortal world, not the immortal realm? The jade palaces and palaces of heaven were naturally magnificent and peaceful, so why would anyone worry about food, clothing, shelter, and transportation? Not to mention that the immortals had reached such a state of spiritual mastery that they didn't even need to eat. Even if they did need to, it would be a simple matter of a wave of the sleeve...

Let's not talk about the myriad wonderlands in heaven for now, let's just talk about the human world. Even though she met Song Linsheng this time in the mortal world, she forgot that in this mundane world, people are like dots, and it's impossible for all the people in the world to be Song Linsheng.

Song Linsheng was born into an extraordinary family and came from a noble family. The servants who followed him closely, the boxes and cabinets of silks and satins, and the spacious house with deep gates and courtyards were all the result of the accumulation of his ancestors for generations.

However, in this world, there are many ordinary people, and many people are in the same situation as Shen Sheng.

Wen Yu felt that she had said something out of turn, and her heart was filled with bitterness. She had taken it for granted and actually asked such a question as why not eat meat porridge.

Could she... actually sense so many emotions?

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it..." Wen Yu spoke timidly, his tone sounding extremely unnatural.

"It's okay, that's the truth." Shen Sheng's expression had returned to calm. He didn't seem to take Wen Yu's words to heart, and there was no trace of embarrassment. "I've never been ashamed of my background, nor do I feel offended."