Chapter 14: A prodigal son who returns is worth more than gold.
(fourteen)
The sea of clouds was rolling, and at the highest point of the fairy mountain, colorful auspicious clouds and purple mist like jade belts hung on the peach tree. Two little children with hairpins were kneeling, holding jade plates full of fruits. In front of them, two people were playing chess.
"I won, I finally won!"
Suddenly, an old and vicissitudes-of-life voice of ecstasy came from the silent mountain top, and the crows on the cliff immediately scattered.
The outcome of the chess game was set in stone, but Shen Changyi's expression remained calm, his fingertips gripping the chess pieces as if condensing the morning dew.
The old man sitting opposite raised his hand, plucked a grape from the jade plate held high by the child, and put it into his mouth. He stared at Shen Changyi meaningfully, "I haven't beaten you many times in the past three years. Is it because of your wife this time?"
Shen Changyi said nothing, but pursed his lips shyly.
He has always been easy to guess, but most people keep their distance from him as if he were a god, so no one dares to guess.
The kneeling child secretly glanced at Shen Changyi and whispered, "Master Sword Immortal, have you made your wife angry again?"
As soon as the words fell, the old man laughed mercilessly, "Why else could it be? Tell me why you are so dumb with your words. You can't even say anything to please the lady. I am much better than you in this aspect."
Hearing this, Shen Changyi finally couldn't help but speak, "I didn't make her angry."
The old man snorted and pointed at the chessboard, "Your mind is in turmoil. You played such a bad game, and you still refuse to admit it."
"Shang Lu is not angry with me." Shen Changyi repeated again, his eyes fixed on the chessboard, but his mind had already drifted back to Shutong Pavilion. His voice became lower and lower, "Shang Jun, Shang Lu said she doesn't hate me anymore."
The smile on Shangjun's face froze for a moment, and he stepped forward in disbelief, "Is this true? Did you dream she said that?"
"She said it herself."
The corners of Shen Changyi's lips curled up slightly. In the past few days, whenever he thought of Shang Lu's words at that time, his heart beat fast, and Shang Lu's appearance always appeared in his mind involuntarily.
Shangjun glanced at him, gathered the chess pieces on the board, and said in a faint voice, "Don't get carried away. She just said she doesn't hate you, not that she likes you."
It is not a good sign that a dignified sword immortal is distracted and in a state of confusion because of a single sentence.
Maybe Li Shanglu has come up with some evil tricks to harm him again. Last time she said she would cook for Shen Changyi, but as soon as Shen Changyi left, Xie Du found out that she was in contact with the evil cultivator and wanted to poison Shen Changyi. Fortunately, Shen Changyi was fine in the end.
He had clearly warned Shen Changyi long ago that the woman was not a good person, but Shen Changyi never listened.
"Your sincerity is a good thing, but..." The Lord frowned and remained silent for a long time before speaking, "Don't forget that you still have a love tribulation in your life. I know you don't like me mentioning this. Even if you got away with it last time, it's destined and there's no way to change it."
Shen Changyi frowned slightly, picked up the long sword at his side, stood up and said goodbye, "I'm going back."
Sure enough, he didn't want to hear about it when it was mentioned.
Looking at his back gradually disappearing in the clouds and mist, Shangjun sighed deeply.
Changyi, oh Changyi, you will die in her hands sooner or later, why don’t you believe it?
The little boy spoke worriedly, "Sir, should we help the Sword Immortal and test his wife?"
The Lord was silent for a moment, then he produced a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, and wrote a letter. "This matter should be handled by Sect Master Ming Zhou, and the effect will be better than mine."
After writing, he condensed flames at his fingertips and burned the letter. Soon, the letter paper appeared in the hands of Sect Master Ming Zhou.
If the woman really wanted to be nice to Shen Changyi this time, then they could rest assured.
As the saying goes - a prodigal son who returns is worth more than gold.
*
The sect master's hall tomorrow.
Since coming to Mingzhou Sect, Li Shanglu has never stepped into the main hall except for visiting the Sect Master on the first day, and has rarely seen the Sect Master and Xie Du.
Today, the sect leader suddenly invited her to have tea. Li Shanglu always felt strange and had a bad premonition.
As for Shen Changyi, he was sent out to exorcise demons again and had not returned for two days and two nights. It seemed that he was sent to a very far place.
Entering the main hall, Li Shanglu immediately spotted Xie Du, who was seated in the upper seat. She looked around but couldn't find the Sect Master, so she frowned and asked, "Where's the Sect Master?"
Xie Du made tea himself without looking at her. He said calmly, "The Sect Master suddenly had something to do. I will entertain the Master's wife."
This bastard disciple...his tone is still so uncomfortable.
In the entire Mingzhou Sect, the person Li Shanglu least wanted to see was Xie Du.
He was like a shadow. Whenever Li Shanglu saw his face, his heart ached and he felt weak.
She gritted her teeth and followed the cleaning disciple to sit down, took the teacup, and out of the corner of her eye she saw Xie Du stand up from his seat and slowly walk towards her. As he approached, cold sweat gradually broke out on Li Shanglu's back.
The man stopped in front of her, leaned over to pour her tea, and said slowly, "Master's wife, how are you these days?"
Tea flowed out from the spout of the kettle without a sound. Li Shanglu stared at him vigilantly, his eyes fixed on the long sword at Xie Du's waist.
She remembered that she had said that Xie Du was not allowed to wear a sword in front of her. As soon as Shen Changyi left, this bastard disciple became unscrupulous.
As if sensing her gaze, Xie Du lowered his eyes and looked at her, saying with a half-smile, "Disciple just came back from exorcising demons, and I forgot this rule."
He slowly drew the sword from his waist, and the friction between the sword and the scabbard made a deep and cold golden sound, which made people feel cold all over.
Li Shanglu followed his movements and watched him place the sword on the small table in front of him. The pure black sword was stained with a sticky dark liquid, and the smell of blood hit his face.
His breathing suddenly stopped, Li Shanglu was unable to move, and his hair stood on end.
Xie Du's leisurely and playful voice came from his ears, "Master's wife, you are shaking."
Li Shanglu felt extremely uncomfortable and just as he was about to get up and leave, a hand pressed down on his shoulder.
She couldn't help but get angry and said, "Let go."
Xie Du stared at her intently, as if trying to discern some evidence from her face, and said coldly, "I had no intention of offending Master's wife. This was the Sect Master's order."
"Just say it straight and don't touch me." Li Shanglu shook off his hand and looked away angrily.
Xie Du straightened up, looked down at her, and said calmly, "The Sect Master said that a group of demonic cultivators somehow learned of the relationship between Master and Master's Wife. They're worried that they might target Master's Wife again, so starting today, I will help Master's Wife cultivate her character."
In fact, the Sect Master's original words were, "Du'er, the last time the demon cultivator bewitched Madam Sword Immortal, this must not happen again. You and Master's wife should cultivate your character together. This will also help you become closer. Remember to speak well of your Master to Master's wife."
Xie Du completely ignored the second half of the sentence. He had no intention of improving his relationship with Li Shanglu, nor did he intend to improve the relationship between Li Shanglu and his master.
This woman will kill Master sooner or later.
If there is a first betrayal, there will be a second one. He hates such people the most.
Previously, his disgusting "father" had colluded with the evil cultivators to betray the sect master, causing the sect master's foundation to be mostly destroyed. Later, that man knelt down and apologized with tears. After the sect master made up his mind to forgive him, he discovered that he had betrayed them mother and son again.
The lessons of the past were still fresh in his mind. He did not believe that people who had connections with the evil cultivators would suddenly change for the better, nor did he believe that the betrayers would turn over a new leaf.
It's all fake, it's all disguise.
Li Shanglu looked at him in astonishment. The thought of practicing with Xie Du made him feel sick. "I don't need your help."
"It's the Sect Master's order. Sorry." Xie Du savored her expression with satisfaction and pushed the teacup toward her. "Master's wife has no choice but to obey."
Li Shanglu took a deep breath and was about to refuse sternly, but he saw Xie Du's fingertips lightly tapping the hilt of the sword, and the threat was obvious.
"Master's wife seems to be very afraid of my sword." He said nonchalantly, "Could it be that Master's wife has been injured by this sword before? It's really strange, how could I not know about it?"
Li Shanglu's throat choked, but she saw Xie Du suddenly approach slowly, looking at her intently, and spoke coldly,
"Or did Master's wife dream of committing a heinous crime and being killed by me?"
In an instant, his heart felt a phantom pain and tightened. Li Shanglu had difficulty breathing and covered his chest in unbearable pain.
Seeing her sudden change in expression, Xie Du frowned slightly, "What's wrong?"
Li Shanglu was speechless and breathing hard. She didn't know that the fear of being killed had penetrated into her bones. The scene haunted her like a nightmare and never disappeared.
"...Are you okay?" Xie Du was startled and felt a little bewildered for the first time. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead. "You have an old illness. Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
He tentatively patted Li Shanglu's back, trying to help her calm down, but Li Shanglu pushed his arm away.
Seeing that her complexion was getting worse and worse, Xie Du became really anxious. He took out a plump and snow-white pill from his storage ring, threw it into the tea to dissolve, and handed the teacup to her lips without saying anything, "Drink it quickly." Li Shanglu choked several times before swallowing it. Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, and it took a long time for her to calm down.
Seeing her calm down, Xie Du breathed a sigh of relief, his palms already soaked with cold sweat.
"I was just joking, is that serious?"
Li Shanglu stared at him hatefully, pushed his shoulder away, and stood up and left without saying a word.
Xie Du had no choice but to follow her. He wanted to get his sword, but when he thought of Li Shanglu's expression just now, he pinched his forehead and put the sword back into the storage ring.
If either his master or the sect leader knew what happened today, he would be dead.
Who knew that Li Shanglu was so easily frightened, as if she had really been hit by his sword. He was obviously so unreasonable, violent and willful in his daily life, but he was so timid.
"Master's wife..."
Xie Du chased after him and saw that Li Shanglu had not gone far. Just as she felt relieved, she saw a familiar figure standing in front of her.
Shen Changyi lowered his head and looked at Li Shanglu. The two seemed to be talking about something.
After a while, his sword master raised his head and his eyes slowly fell on Xie Du.
Xie Du's breathing stopped suddenly. He felt that it would be better for him to get sick like Li Shanglu, otherwise he would be doomed.
He walked up to them with his head held high, "Master, I am guilty..."
Chen Changyi suddenly interrupted him, his voice very calm, "Since it is the order of the sect leader, it cannot be disobeyed. It just so happens that I have returned from exorcising demons, so I will personally help her cultivate her character."
Xie Du was stunned for a moment, and his eyes moved to Li Shanglu beside him.
It turned out that she didn't tell her master.
"Yes," Xie Du withdrew his gaze from Li Shanglu, feeling unspeakable, "Disciple, I'll take my leave."
Before leaving, he paused slightly, turned back, and handed a porcelain white medicine bottle to Shen Changyi.
"Qingxin Pill." Xie Du looked away unnaturally, "Master's wife seems to be having some mental problems, maybe this pill will be useful."
Heart disease?
Shen Changyi frowned slightly and did not accept the medicine bottle.
"unnecessary."
Xie Du seemed to be hesitant to speak, and finally turned around and left, his back looking a little gray.
After he left, Li Shanglu's body finally recovered some temperature and the sweat on his back stopped.
She originally wanted to complain, but then she felt that it was too easy for him.
Kneeling as punishment would not teach a bastard like Xie Du a lesson. Fortunately, Shen Changyi came back in time today, otherwise she didn't know how he would be treated. She must make him taste her pain twice as much.
For example... if Shen Changyi gets a little jealous, Xie Du's fate would be very interesting, right?
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