Chapter 169 The Real He Huai'an
Chapter 169 The Real He Huai'an
Despite having gone through the whole story countless times, she and Bai Cen had already gone over it all.
There are omissions and additions every time.
She was already absolutely certain, but in front of another person, even if that person was Lu Wenqu, she was still unsure how to convince him that the current He Huai'an was not the same He Huai'an...
Besides Lu Wenqu, there are so many disciples from Qingyun Manor.
In the eyes of these people, He Huai'an was a gentle and refined young master. Who would believe He Huai'an's background?
Beyond Qingyun Manor lies the vast world of martial arts.
How many people would actually believe such unbelievable things?
Over the past few decades, given He Huai'an's character and methods, how many sects in the martial arts world have been as loyal to him as, or even more loyal to, Qingyun Manor?
Even if we told everyone in the Eight Treasures Pavilion about He Huai'an's true nature, what difference would it make?
If we rashly tell the old man that this person is He Huai'an...
The old master will face He Huai'an directly, dealing with the past grievances and grudges of the Kunlun Sect. But after all these years, no one knows how unfathomable He Huai'an's martial arts skills have become.
In fact, no one has ever seen him make a move...
If the old man were to rashly go to He Huai'an, one can imagine the consequences.
Even so, it's like throwing an egg against a rock.
In the martial arts world, how many people would believe such unbelievable things?
He Huai'an will still be there, playing the role of the eldest son in Qingyun Manor, and using Qingyun Manor as the best pretext, slowly replace Old Master He, Master Huo, and even He Lingyun.
At that time, if he had another miraculous encounter while falling to the bottom of the cliff, obtained a spiritual treasure, suddenly opened up his meridians, and gained decades of internal energy, people in the martial arts world would be willing to believe it...
He Huai'an has been taking each step too steadily.
Wang Sumo rarely had such a chaotic state of mind.
After a moment of stunned silence, Lu Wenqu suddenly lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice, "I believe he is not He Huai'an..."
Wang Sumo looked at him, but it was disbelief in Wang Sumo's eyes.
Lu Wenqu frowned, seemingly struggling internally for a long time, before looking at Wang Sumo and saying, word by word, "I believe you, Sumo, because I am He Huai'an."
Wang Sumo opened her eyes wide in surprise.
Lu Wenqu whispered, "I am the real He Huai'an. When I was little, I got separated from Ling Yun. It was a rainstorm that day, and we were swept away by the crowd. Walls were collapsing everywhere, and I was buried under the rubble. It was my master who saved me. I had a fever and was delirious. My master took me to find a doctor and took care of me along the way. When I woke up, I was no longer there..."
Because of his sincere emotions, Lu Wenqu's eyes were still misty.
"I begged my master to take me back, and he took me back. I searched everywhere for Lingyun. I saw the vast expanse of collapsed city wall, and I dug everywhere in the mud, until my hands were bloody and mangled. I even went to the place where the government had piled up unidentified corpses to look at them one by one, but I found nothing, I found nothing. The adults around me said that there were many more that couldn't be dug out and could only remain underground as soil..."
As he spoke, Lu Wenqu's throat tightened with emotion.
“I was young then. My master comforted me, and I stayed in the city for half a month until I finally confirmed that I could no longer find He Lingyun. I had no relatives or friends, and I didn’t know where my great-uncle was or where to go. So, I left with my master. There was an accident along the way when I was targeted by my master’s enemy. The enemy heard my master call my name, so my master made me change my name to Lu Wenqu.”
"Day after day, year after year, my childhood memories of He Huai'an have gradually faded away. I've also gotten used to my master calling me Wenqu. I'm the last disciple of Tianxiang Sect. Before my master died, he entrusted Tianxiang Sect to me and told me about the sect's history. After my master died, I wandered the Jianghu, trying to collect rare spices. Later, I met you at Bazhenlou."
Lu Wenqu looked at her. Wang Sumo knew about this part, but Lu Wenqu didn't say much. "After we separated, I met Ling Yun. Even though we hadn't seen each other for ten years, the moment I saw him, I felt an indescribable sense of familiarity. Until he was drinking water by the stream, and I saw the birthmark on his body, I froze. I knew then, he was A Guan..."
Lu Wenqu pressed his hands to his nose: "I always thought he died in that rainstorm. If I had known he was still alive, I would have stayed to look for him. I felt so guilty when he told me that his brother had been very good to him. During that rainstorm, his brother dug him out of the collapsed ruins. He was lying there, and his brother took him everywhere to find doctors. He was sick for several days, and his body was so badly burned that he was barely recognizable. It was his brother who took care of him the whole time."
Wang Sumo exclaimed in surprise, "That, that person..."
Lu Wenqu took a deep breath: "That person was He Huai'an, who later became known as He Huai'an. He was about my age, while Ling Yun was younger and had been ill. At first, it seemed strange, but gradually, we came to believe that he was his older brother. The other party didn't say he had mistaken him for someone else. It was Ling Yun who told him he was going to find his great-uncle. I told him to find his great-uncle when I was there, but I had no idea who his great-uncle was or where he was. I only knew that my grandfather had told us to find his great-uncle..."
“We were both young, and we wandered around and suffered a lot. We were separated in a rainstorm and when the city wall collapsed. I’m sorry to A-Guan. But He Huai’an took care of him. A-Guan told me that when he couldn’t walk, his brother carried him on his back; when he encountered people with ill intentions, his brother stood in front of him. Moreover, his brother took him to Qingyun Manor and found his great-uncle.”
Lu Wenqu's eyes were filled with tears, and he couldn't help but laugh at himself: "I was thinking at the time, why didn't I think that Qingyun Manor and Old Master He would be my great-uncle? And why did I lead Lingyun through so much hardship? But the other party, the later He Huai'an, dug A Guan out of the collapsed city wall, gave A Guan food and clothes, and also took him to Qingyun Manor."
"The first time I met He Huai'an, I saw He Lingyun talking to him. I suddenly realized that in Lingyun's heart, the person who had been by his side all these years, fulfilling his responsibilities as an older brother, was He Huai'an. They are both doing well now. Although Lingyun is still as mischievous as when he was a child, he has an older brother who cares about him, cleans up his messes, and is familiar with him. They are also by his great-uncle's side..."
"Isn't this what we wanted in the first place?"
"Then we have everything now..."
“I don’t know who He Huai’an is, but I’m so grateful that he rescued A’Guan from the collapsed city wall at that time. He also took A’Guan to Qingyun Manor and found his great-uncle, ending the hardships A’Guan had endured when he was with me. He is more suitable to be an elder brother than I am, and A’Guan is also close to him. Since everything has a happy ending, why should I interfere?”
"Isn't it good now?"
"Ling Yun is good, and Uncle is good too, so what does it matter who the real He Huai'an is?"
“I am Lu Wenqu. My master saved my life and raised me. I must carry on the Tianxiang Sect for my master. I can be Lu Wenqu, not He Huai’an. But if the person opposite me isn’t He Huai’an, where would he be?”
"And so, I decided to bury this secret in my heart and never tell anyone else. So you know what happened next. The chicken gizzard was just a cover. I wanted to stay at Qingyun Manor with Lingyun and my great-uncle for a while longer. But the forbidden drug of Tianxiang Sect surfaced. Right there in my great-uncle's garden, someone dug something up in the ground under the free-range chicken. Everything in this was related to my great-uncle. Master Huo was teaching Lingyun the Qingyun Sword Technique. I told Lingyun that I was going to go after them."
"But I never imagined that the person I would finally meet after chasing him would be He Huai'an..."
“He has dealings with the military, he has a masked man in black by his side, and that look in his eyes—he’s definitely not a gentle, refined, and unassuming person.” Lu Wenqu said in a deep voice, “No matter how he rescued Ling Yun in the first place, his approach to Qingyun Manor, his approach to his great-uncle, and his becoming the eldest son of Qingyun Manor were all for ulterior motives. He’s not as gentle and unassuming as he appears on the surface.”
Lu Wenqu looked at her and said, "This person is dangerous."
Lu Wenqu said in a deep voice, "But he certainly doesn't know that I am the real He Huai'an..."
Upon hearing this, Wang Sumo also reached out and covered the tip of her nose.
So that's what she couldn't figure out all along.
How did Junior Uncle become He Huai'an?
If Junior Uncle is He Huai'an, then what about He Lingyun?
Now, Lu Wenqu's words have completely made her understand the connection.
Although she didn't know why He Huai'an would save He Lingyun, Lu Wenqu's use of "A-Guan" reminded her of the only person on Kunlun Mountain who would drink and talk with her junior uncle...
Perhaps it was by chance, but when He Huai'an discovered He Lingyun's identity, he had already planned what to do next.
Qingyun Manor, the Longevity Gentleman Sword, the Kunlun Sect has declined, and in today's martial arts world, where is there a place more worthy of respect than Qingyun Manor?
Of course he could find Qingyun Manor.
Lu Wenqu was only an eight or nine-year-old child, and he was also taking care of He Lingyun, who was a few years younger than him. They had trouble even getting enough to eat and wear. Where could they possibly find Master He?
But He Huai'an is different.
He is not an eight or nine-year-old child; he is a smart person with enough experience and maturity, as well as skill.
He Huai'an could certainly find Qingyun Manor and Master He, whom Lu Wenqu could not find.
And you can find it at just the right time...
The masked man in black reminded Wang Sumo of the Netherworld Messenger in Bewitching Town.
Perhaps He Huai'an has more to offer than just Qingyun Manor; he simply wants to do things quietly without causing too much of a stir.
Just like in the Kunshan Sect, he only wanted to take the Kunlun Ring in a quiet place, but he ended up having a deep connection with the old man from his youth...
That part was probably unexpected for He Huai'an.
The junior uncle died in front of the old man.
The old man buried him himself.
From that time on, He Huai'an severed all ties with the old man.
That brief but unavoidable encounter in the Enchanted Town also involved summoning the steward, who quickly called him away.
Wang Sumo took a deep breath. If the old man didn't know the truth and didn't go to He Huai'an, He Huai'an would take the initiative to avoid the old man.
But if the old man knew the truth and went to find He Huai'an, and confronted He Huai'an directly...
Wang Sumo covered the tip of her nose with both hands, her mind a complete mess.
In He Huai'an's eyes, Lu Wenqu was already dead.
If He Huai'an doesn't know that Lu Wenqu is the real He Huai'an, then Lu Wenqu is safe; but once He Huai'an knows Lu Wenqu's true identity, Lu Wenqu will definitely be the first person he wants to kill.
Bai Cen's senior master, Layman Yu An, is also here.
The truth about Bai Cen's poisoning back then will gradually come to light.
In the garden, Wang Sumo sat on a swing, her feet on the bluestone slabs of the ground, kicking them absentmindedly.
But the closer we get to the truth, the more frightening it becomes...
[Author's Note]
Take a breath, sob sob, I feel like I still have so much to write. I really want to finish it in the next couple of days, but I can't, sob sob sob sob.
I need to write the ending carefully; there are so many important parts.
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