Moonset Cool Night (1)
She is a loner who doesn't like to get along with others, but her exceptional talent in swordsmanship quickly arouses the jealousy of others. After Li Zhaoyue rescues her, the two become reluctant friends.
"What happened to you later..." Yue Jinhuan probably knew the ending and lowered his voice intentionally.
Li Zhaoyue had already walked into the house, lit a candle, sat in front of the window, looked at the moon that was slowly becoming clearer in the night sky, and nodded.
When people are young, they are always extremely proud. Even though they know that the other person is not wrong, they always cannot lower their heads.
"I only now understand that sometimes words can become a sharp weapon to hurt people." Li Zhaoyue watched the bright moonlight falling from the sky, casting a dreamy veil over everything.
"I don't need you to remind me all the time what I should and shouldn't do. I have my own ideas!" He Shuyu pushed Li Zhaoyue's hand away and said loudly.
"I didn't. I just think there's nothing wrong with Yiziyuan. Why do you have to go to Jinxiantai?" Li Zhaoyue looked at her in confusion.
A few days ago, Su Zi, the head of Jinxiantai, came to Yiziyuan to discuss matters with Zhu Ming. He took a fancy to He Shuyu who came to find Li Zhaoyue, and asked her if she was interested in joining Jinxiantai and starting as an outer disciple.
"Yi Zi Yuan?" He Shuyu muttered in a low voice, pointing in the direction of the Art Court, and said bitterly: "Are you saying that I should continue to stay here, shrouded in your glory?"
Li Zhaoyue was shocked and stunned by her words, unable to speak for a long time.
"Everyone knows that Zhu Jianxian's only disciple, Li Zhaoyue, is a good friend of He Shuyu. Everyone envies me, thinking I've climbed the ladder. From then on, I've been on a meteoric rise. No one can truly see my own efforts." Her eyes seemed to redden, and her voice suddenly rose. "But why? Why should my efforts be labeled with such a stigma?"
He Shuyu's eyes were dazed for a moment, and she didn't know what she was thinking about. She raised her head stubbornly, her eyes full of defiance.
Li Zhaoyue looked at her incredulously and explained, "But I've never felt this way, Ayu. The relationship between us never needs to be measured by others. I... I've never thought of you this way..."
Her incoherent excuse was like a knife, piercing He Shuyu's heart. Suddenly, another voice rang in her ears.
Cold, ruthless, and irresistible.
“Nobility is the most ridiculous lie, but you must be noble.”
Yes, it was clearly someone else's fault. Li Zhaoyue was so good to him, so it was wrong to vent his anger on her. He Shuyu thought sarcastically, with waves of unspeakable sadness rising in his heart.
It was her fault for being jealous, and it was also her fault for wanting to leave because she couldn't bear it. He Shuyu's life was ruined by the word "noble." So she raised her head, and with almost numb eyes, she looked at the vibrant, yet fragile person before her, and said helplessly, "Li Zhaoyue, I'm like the moon, hanging in the sky all day, but only shining in the dead of night. The rest of the time, I don't even have the chance to be seen."
"But...but I didn't mean that. I'm doing this for your own good..."
"Enough!" He Shuyu covered her ears in exasperation. "It's for my own good, and it's for my own good." She laughed softly.
Li Zhaoyue noticed that her eyes were particularly sad, and subconsciously wanted to hold her arm, but was pushed away again.
"I just don't understand," she looked at He Shuyu, "why do you want to give up everything in Yiziyuan and start from scratch? Isn't that just asking for trouble?"
"You'll never understand."
The candlelight flickered, He Shuyu pulled himself out of his memories, rubbed his eyes, and continued to look at the files piled on the desk.
Since the rumors of the Floating Island's fall were confirmed, panic has gripped both the human world and the world of immortal cultivation. The Black Cult, leveraging the Black-clad Men's ability to grant any wish, has become increasingly rampant, leading to a series of bloody incidents. Even within the world of immortal cultivation, a frenzy of divination and premonition has swept the world, and feng shui has regained its popularity.
A piece of white clothing swayed in from the doorway. Wang Kun, holding a folding fan, walked slowly to the table and stood still.
"Senior Sister He, what is the matter that you want me to come here for this time?" He straightened his chest and asked with a smile on his face.
Wang Kun has been doing very well these days. The Feng Shui prediction technique that he has practiced for a long time has been widely recognized, and there is an endless stream of people coming to him for divination.
He took the opportunity to make a lot of money.
He Shuyu looked at him and asked, "I'm looking for you in the name of Jinxiantai, and I'm asking you to investigate the whereabouts of the man in black."
Wang Kun shook his fan and said nothing.
"You found his whereabouts in Yiziyuan that day. Although he may have leaked it on purpose, it was of great help to Jinxiantai's investigation." He Shuyu stood up, took out something from a wooden box, and said.
Wang Kun's eyes widened suddenly.
"This is?"
In He Shuyu's hand was a compass made of star stone! This kind of compass could maximize the power of the user, and besides divination, it could also be used as a weapon.
It’s a priceless treasure! Wang Kun’s eyes lit up.
"If you can successfully catch the man in black, this thing will be yours." He Shuyu said.
Although he had helped several nobles from large families with divination in the past few days and collected a lot of good things, treasures of this level were simply hard to come by. Wang Kun agreed without thinking and asked with a smile: "When do we start? How about now? It's evening now, and it will be midnight soon."
He Shuyu glanced at the candlelight on the table and shook his head: "Wait a few days, take this thing back first, I will let you know when I need it."
Are you going to give him the treasure now? Wang Kun was overjoyed and quickly took the compass out of the box, thanking him as he walked out.
There was no wind in the hall, yet the candlelight on the table flickered ever more violently. A shallow ripple, like a ripple on water, spread outward from He Shuyu's center. The hall was completely silent. He Shuyu stood there, his ears as if covered by a thick membrane, his thoughts sluggish.
It was as if space itself was warping, and she was warping with it. Ding-dong—like the sound of dripping water—the strange feeling of isolation suddenly vanished.
A pair of pale, withered hands gently rested on her shoulders.
He Shuyu turned around, and the first thing that caught his eye was a pair of eyes. They were faint and distant like the bright moon in the sky.
It's He Kongzhi.
Seeing that she was looking at him, He Kongzhi turned the red rope in his hand and greeted her with a smile.
"What are you doing here?" He Shuyu's attitude towards him was very cold.
He Kongzhi didn't care about her attitude at all and said, "My parents missed you, so they asked me to come and invite you home."
He Shuyu sneered and looked at him suspiciously with his arms folded.
He Kongzhi smiled gently: "Even if you don't want to see me, you should go back and take a look."
"After all, you haven't been back for more than ten years since the day you were kicked out of the He family." He still looked like a gentle brother, his voice clear and pleasant, but with hidden sarcasm.
He Shuyu knew that his visit this time was definitely not just to ask her to go home, so she kept silent.
"Don't you miss your parents?" He Kongzhi laughed, touched her head lovingly, then moved all the way down and placed his fingers on her fragile neck.
It was clearly a pair of hands pressing against her neck, but it felt colder than a weapon.
"Just say what you want to say. I don't like beating around the bush." He Shuyu said coldly.
He Kongzhi laughed heartily and looked at her with admiration: "After these few years out there, you've definitely grown some brains."
"If you want to warn me not to tell anyone about what I saw you and Su Zi that night, I promise not to tell anyone." He Shuyu didn't like his sarcastic look and said, "It won't do me any good to tell anyone about it."
"Why think so much? I'm just conveying my parents' words and inviting you to come home and talk." He Kongzhi withdrew his hand and said seriously.
He Shuyu looked at him suspiciously, but when he saw that he looked sincere and showed no signs of lying, he reluctantly believed him. He Kongzhi had a clear purpose in his actions, and since she was an outsider, he probably wouldn't put any extra effort into dealing with her. After all, she was his biological sister.
"Don't you even trust your own brother?" He Kongzhi looked at her as if she were a child and asked.
He Shuyu pursed his lips and hesitated, "How long will it take to go home this time?"
Seeing her let down her guard, He Kongzhi's brows relaxed: "Come back whenever you want."
He Shuyu thought her brother didn't tell the truth. But going back wouldn't hurt. If the He family was truly connected to the Lou family, then they were definitely connected to Zhu Ming's situation. She might discover something new if she went back.
"Okay, I'll go back with you." She agreed.
He Kongzhi turned the red rope in his hand and smiled slightly: "I will pick you up tomorrow."
*
It was that dream again.
The earth cracked, the sea surged back, and everywhere was filled with fiery red magma. Not a single living thing remained on earth; the entire land was lifeless, engulfed in flames.
In the sea of fire, a white-haired girl lay, her fair skin covered in horrific burns, and tears of blood slowly flowed from her face, covered in black ash.
Those eyes, clear as dew yet still misty, became lifeless under the burning flames.
"I see you, Li Zhaoyue." She suddenly said, staring straight ahead. Her eyes were filled with hatred, and in a trance, Li Zhaoyue remembered the eyes that had appeared in her previous dream, hiding behind the door and peeking out from the broken window.
After saying this, she suddenly laughed wildly, and her sharp laughter went straight into Li Zhaoyue's eardrum. Its strong penetrating power made her temples hurt.
"You can't kill me! You can't kill me!"
"I will stick with you forever, Li Zhaoyue! Don't even think about getting rid of me!"
"Don't even think about it!"
The girl's bloodshot eyes suddenly widened, and her body, which had been trapped in the flames, was pulled out with great force. She screamed and rushed towards her. Li Zhaoyue was unable to move, and could only watch as she attacked him with a grim smile.
"Ah!" A scream came from the dark room.
Li Zhaoyue suddenly sat up in bed, her chest heaving, a testament to her nervousness. The window was open, and a gentle night breeze blew through her long hair, bringing a chill down her back. She took a deep breath, only to discover that her back was drenched in sweat. Cold, pale moonlight streamed in, illuminating the bronze mirror beside the dressing table. Inside, Li Zhaoyue saw a young girl, her face trembling with fear.
Click——
There was a sudden noise outside the window.
"Who?!" Li Zhaoyue's mind went blank and he shouted loudly.
She stumbled to the window and saw a dark shadow sprint past and quickly disappear in the distance. She rubbed her aching head and slipped to the ground.
Why did the dream just now feel so real? Why did that person see me? Why, why did I hate her so much?
All the questions were circling in his mind, and for the first time, Li Zhaoyue felt unable to fall asleep.
At this moment, Yue Jinhuan's voice suddenly appeared: "Did you dream about 'her'?"
"She?" Li Zhaoyue asked, "What she?"
Yue Jinhuan did not answer her question, but said seriously: "Let's go, it's time to go to Fengling Hall."
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