48 Chapter 48 Zhang Youjin & Liu Youfu
Chapter 48 Zhang Youjin & Liu Youfu
However, everyone looked at Zhao Tong speechlessly.
De Yuan recounted his journey so much, which was also a reflection of his inner thoughts. At this point, the only one who would still think of going back to kill the Northern Snow Blade was probably Zhao Tong...
Judging from Zhao Tong's personality, he would probably go back to kill Saibei Chuixuedao.
Zhao Tong's thought process must be different from everyone else's.
This is really a headache.
Zhao Tong's expression was not good.
how?
This shouldn't be the first thing a great demon like them should think of?
What's wrong with fighting back?
Sure enough, only Deyuan smiled and said "Amitabha," then continued, "When I was recuperating in Qingcheng, I did have this thought in my mind all along: to kill those two villains, Saibei Chuixuedao and Bamian Pozhensan. It was this thought that sustained me..."
Zhao Tong finally felt relieved.
Wang Sumo also discovered that Deyuan was very understanding and considerate of Zhao Tong's feelings.
If it were someone else, they might not be able to get along with Zhao Tong; and Zhao Tong might not respect the other party or listen to them.
Wang Sumo rested her chin on her hand and looked at the two of them, seemingly understanding why Liao Chen had entrusted Liu Henshui to Liu Guang Sanren back then. Only Liu Guang Sanren at that time could get along peacefully with Liu Henshui at that time and subtly influence him, perhaps just like Deyuan and Zhao Tong now.
Wang Sumo remained silent.
Deyuan continued peacefully...
At the beginning of my recovery, these were indeed the only two thoughts in my mind.
First, heal my injuries and then kill those two villains, Saibei Chuixuedao and Bamian Pozhensan, to avenge myself.
Secondly, she went to find Chen to thank him for saving her life.
But injuries are easy to heal, but full recovery is difficult.
Every time Liuguang helps me open up my meridians, it feels like I've walked through the gates of hell. Liuguang also tells me every time that if I want revenge, how can I not even endure this little bit of suffering?
I know he's trying to provoke me.
But I also know that if it weren't for Liuguang Sanren, I probably wouldn't have made it through that period.
For most of the day, I was exercising to repair my muscles and tendons, feeling like thousands of ants were gnawing at my bones, causing excruciating pain. For the remaining half of the day, Liuguang Sanren took me to see the flowers and plants he grew. In addition to vegetables, he also grew flowers and plants.
He also let me grow flowers and plants, telling me not to underestimate them, and that my wounds would heal once they bloomed.
I didn't believe it at first either.
But every day, I would go with him to water these flowers and plants, move them to a safe place during heavy rain, and move them back out when the sun was shining. I don't know when it started, but these flowers and plants seemed to become the hope in my heart.
Besides growing flowers and plants, she would also go with him to treat villagers, do farm work in the fields, or chop firewood.
I didn't know he had so many things to do every day, so treating me was just one of them, just as important as growing flowers and plants, seeing doctors, working in the fields, and chopping wood.
During my time at the Qingcheng Taoist Temple, he took care of me, but he did not treat me with any special favors.
I gradually got used to these days when I was no longer in the spotlight; they were peaceful and without much excitement.
Yet it is full of insight and warmth.
One day, Liuguang asked me, "What kind of feeling do you get from growing these flowers and plants?"
I said it's alright, it's pretty good-looking.
He suddenly whispered, "When you're at your wit's end, think of yourself as one of these flowers and plants, lazily basking in the sun, greedily absorbing water, growing strong in the gentle breeze and sunshine. Make up for the lost time and nurture yourself anew in your own way."
Looking at him, I felt as if I had been struck by lightning.
When I saw the flower bed again, with all the flowers and plants I had grown thriving and facing the sun, the flowing light had indeed healed me...
Holding the letter in my hand that was addressed to "Northern Snow Blade", I suddenly remembered a long time ago when Liu Guang asked me, half-jokingly, "If you encounter the Northern Snow Blade and the Eight-Sided Formation Umbrella again, what will you do?"
I might have been confused in the past, but now I smile with relief.
— We'll deal with the bandits when they arrive.
As for the Northern Snow Blade, we'll talk about that when we see it.
The fact that Liuguang Sanren left me this letter means he believes I have been cured.
A person may get sick physically or emotionally.
Liu Guang knew that the Northern Snow Blade and the Eight-Sided Formation-Breaking Umbrella were my deepest wounds, and that I would have to face them one day. But he didn't accompany me, which meant he believed I already had the ability to heal myself.
So, I embarked on my journey to the northern frontier.
Compared to my previous trip from Jiangnan to participate here, when my mind was filled with the desire to win and the idea of being the best in the world, this time from Qingcheng to the north, I saw different scenery and different customs along the way. I saw people struggling in the mud, and I also saw devout believers hanging red ribbons on trees.
I've encountered passing caravans and listened to their interesting stories about their trade routes; I've also met women in labor and delivered babies during difficult births, and when everyone else was afraid of future criticism and avoided me, I was there; I've also helped herders in the north search for lost flocks of sheep during torrential rains...
Life offers many different landscapes, all of which you'll encounter on this journey to the northern frontier.
Oh, I also took on an apprentice along the way.
His name is Zhang Youjin.
Bai Cen crossed his arms. "Wow, what a festive name!"
Because I was immersed in Deyuan's story, I felt emotional when I heard the names of the characters, as if they were real people around me, and I would comment on them.
But Wang Sumo glanced at him.
Bai Cen snapped out of his daze and quickly made a shushing gesture with his hand, meaning that he would shut up, he would shut up right now, immediately.
Wang Sumo turned around and continued listening.
Seeing Wang Sumo's serious expression, Bai Cen found it somewhat amusing.
But as soon as he smiled, he saw Wang Sumo turn her eyes to look at him.
Sigh, does he really have eyes in the back of his head? He always manages to catch me red-handed.
Deyuan saw this and continued gently, "He was a child who grew up in a bandit's den."
That day, he went down the mountain for some fresh air and ran into me.
I suddenly had a whim and tied him up. He argued with me the whole way, wanting to go back to the mountain, but I pretended not to hear him. I asked him, "What's so good about the mountain?"
He couldn't explain it, but he was stubborn. He had grown up in the mountains, and he felt he should stay there.
I asked him, "And then?"
He proudly declared that he would become the most powerful bandit, leading a band of bandits to plunder the mountain's gold and silver treasures, and also marry several beautiful wives.
I thought of the past, and I also thought of the old bandit.
The old bandit was a bandit his whole life. He didn't know what was good, but he knew what was bad, so he told me to run, to run as far away as possible. That was his greatest kindness and courage.
I think I suddenly understand how he felt when he looked at me back then.
I am the path he came from; he has no way back, but he hopes I can.
I told Zhang Youjin, "If you want gold and silver treasures, you don't necessarily have to become a bandit, nor do you necessarily have to lead a whole mountain of bandits to burn, kill, and plunder."
He frowned at me and said, "Why are you so ill-intentioned?"
I couldn't help but laugh.
He asked me, "Are you telling the truth?"
I nodded. It's true.
He frowned. "Can you teach me?"
I told him that I was going to the northern frontier and we could travel together. I could teach him martial arts, teach him to read, teach him to get rid of his habit of swearing and petty theft, and also teach him to ride a horse.
He and I sat together by the fire at night, listening to the stories of passing merchants; when he held the newborn baby in his arms and the baby cried out, he cried out along with it. He had never seen his mother, but that day, he knew how difficult it had been for her to raise him in this world; together we helped the herders find their lost cattle and sheep in the pouring rain, and then the herders slaughtered the sheep (sheep: And I should die, shouldn't I?).
The journey to the northern frontier, with its frequent stops and starts, took almost half a year.
But these past six months have been another fulfilling and unique period in my life.
Once we arrived in the northern frontier, as agreed, Zhang Youjin and I parted ways.
I asked him where he wanted to go, and he said that he had heard a lot about Jinwei Escort Agency along the way. He wanted to try his luck at Jinwei Escort Agency and become a bodyguard. Maybe one day he could own an escort agency that was as famous as Jinwei Escort Agency, and then he would be rolling in money.
I smiled and said okay, then let's part ways here.
Although he was stubborn, he still said, "Why don't we wait until we get back from the north? It won't make a difference if we wait another month or two."
I declined. Every journey has a beginning and an end; only with a beginning and an end can a journey be complete.
He may have understood, or he may not have. As his small figure walked away, he suddenly asked me, "Master, I haven't asked your name yet?"
I called him "Master" the whole way, but he still didn't know my name.
At this point, Deyuan smiled gently and continued, "I told him that my surname is Liu and my name is Liu Youfu."
Everyone around: "..."
The young boy smiled broadly. Zhang Youjin and Liu Youfu, what a coincidence!
Then we'll meet again someday.
The young boy exclaimed joyfully, "Master, once I open my own security escort agency, you'll be Liu Youfu, the renowned master of Zhang Youjin!"
I couldn't help but laugh.
However, he still managed to steal all my silver, then slipped me a note—"Master, this is your start-up capital, a share for the escort agency." Signed: Zhang Youjin.
As the sun set, I stood at the foot of the mountain, watching the young man's figure bathed in the afterglow of the sunset, so much like "myself" back then, walking a path once more.
At that moment, I suddenly felt that the Northern Snow Blade and the Eight-Sided Formation-Breaking Umbrella were no longer important.
Because of my journey to the northern frontier, I became known as "Liu Youfu".
Why didn't you think of such a good name as Liu Youfu, but instead thought of Liu Henshui instead?
Generally speaking, different mindsets lead to different states of mind.
But since we've already traveled a long way to the northern frontier, let's go and see the Snow-Blowing Blade Sect there.
When I passed through Feilu City, I unexpectedly saw my own reflection in the mirror outside the bronze mirror workshop. In just two or three years, I had transformed from Liu Henshui, an arrogant, ruthless bandit who wanted to dominate the martial arts world, into the calm, gentle, and tolerant "Liu Youfu" before me, whose hair was half white.
This sight unexpectedly stirred a deep joy within me for the first time.
I could not choose to be Chu Jiu, nor could I choose to be Liu Henshui, but I could also be Qingcheng and Liu Youfu.
In my current state, neither the Northern Snow Blade nor the Eight-Sided Formation-Breaking Umbrella should recognize me, but suddenly none of that matters.
As Liuguang Sanren once said, "A person in the martial world doesn't have to be in the martial world all the time. There is a martial world outside of it. This is your own martial world."
I suddenly understood the true meaning of that sentence.
When I reunited with Yin Liunian, the swordsman from the northern frontier, amidst mountains and rivers...
[Author's Note]
Another single update today. The doctor informed me that my family members can be discharged after the typhoon. I'm tidying up the house.
I really love this book, and everyone loves it. I'll keep writing it well.
See you tomorrow! [clasped hands]
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