Chapter 47 Family
Its winding shape makes it hard not to associate with certain things.
Qingjue felt that when he closed his eyes, he could see black maggots wriggling inside.
Yun Yuelin originally wanted to say that Liu Chun's was definitely better.
In fact, Liuchun has many other local specialties.
During the day, Jie is not picky about anything and eats anything. He remains unmoved even when people talk about dead bodies while he is eating, and his emotions are quite stable.
So he didn't quite understand this point. Seeing the two adults looking troubled, he assumed it was because the things he brought didn't suit their tastes.
“Indeed,” Xie Zhoujian said, “it was my oversight. The two gentlemen are still recuperating. How can they eat such dry food? Let’s just forget about it.”
Those who cultivate immortality have long since abstained from grains at their level of cultivation. Eating is merely a way to savor the taste; food and sex are basic human needs.
Therefore, it won't have a major impact on the body. Qingfeng is the best herbalist of this era, so as long as she takes good care of herself, she'll be fine.
Jie Zhoujian has grown into a handsome young man, with delicate and dashing features. His eyes, when slightly lowered, reveal a hint of grievance.
Qingjue's heart skipped a beat, but he quickly broke free from his psychological shadow: "...No, no! I really like it. Eating a little bit is definitely fine, right, Chunhua? The fish here must be more delicious than those in our lake, right? Eat up, what are you standing there for?"
"..." Yun Yuelin looked incredulous.
He clearly saw that Qingjue had definitely thought of the same thing as him.
This stinky fox is even playing the double game.
If he were the only one to refuse, wouldn't that be admitting that Liuchun's food was inferior to Quanzhang's, and would also make it seem like the Yun family hadn't been hospitable enough?
It turned out to be a provocation.
Okay, okay, you cunning fox, fine, I'll eat you then.
In the end, they forced themselves to eat a little, but Jie Zhoujian, mindful of their poor health, didn't give them too much. After putting the food away, the two of them inexplicably felt much better breathing.
“Speaking of which,” Qingjue quickly changed the subject, “I’ve always come here to rid the country of evil, and I haven’t had a proper chance to explore Liuchun. You live by the sea and have towering mountains that reach into the clouds. The people here live in peace and contentment. There must be a lot of interesting things here.”
When talking about Liuchun, Yun Yuelin felt a strong sense of belonging and pride, and made no secret of her confidence in her own territory: "Of course, the waters of Quanzhou and Zhangzhou are clear and tranquil, Liuchun overlooks the vast expanse of the sea and sky, and there is also a lot of trade with the Western Regions with merchants coming by boat. There are always many new things every year."
Wangbeihai is the most famous port in Liuchun, a prosperous and thriving place. The Dead Sea that Qingjue saw before was at the lowest point of Wangbeihai, and the feeling there was completely different from that of the Dead Sea.
It was precisely because it was on the very edge of Liuchun that the Yun family disciples rarely patrolled that area, which was almost deserted, that the Jie family, in conjunction with the Li and Zhao families, chose that place as their stronghold.
Qingjue breathed in the unexpectedly fresh air on the mountain and marveled at this spiritual world. The oxygen was not thin at all at such a high altitude; on the contrary, it made people feel comfortable.
Yun Yuelin added, "Cangshan is just a corner of Liuchun's scenery. Father has already sent word that the people at the foot of the mountain will hold a celebration banquet in a few days. You should join in the fun before you leave."
“Okay,” Qingjue said, “then we’ll drink together…”
Jie interrupted during the day: "Master, you must not drink alcohol."
"..."
Behind Yunjia Mountain, in the cold and damp mountain prison, Yan Shiqun and Wen Tianyu were talking.
These past few days, they and several disciples of the Yun family have been taking turns guarding... or rather, interrogating the suspect.
Wen Tianyu was far more ruthless than he appeared, and Yan Shiqun was also very proactive. In addition, they were furious because they had severely injured Qingjue and several friends this time.
Zhao Laosi may look big and burly, but he was actually the first one who couldn't hold out and confessed everything he knew.
Jie Nanfeng and Li Shuyu... or rather Li Wei, these two were much more stubborn, refusing to open their mouths no matter what torture they were subjected to.
The scene Wen Tianyu saw at the bottom of the valley was too fragmented, and he only remembered the key points. The other information was scattered and could not be used as any useful clues.
“We don’t know if they have any backup plans or what their next move is,” Wen Tianyu said. “Zhao Sansi talked about some things inside the Zhao family. It seems he doesn’t know as much as Xie Nanfeng and Li Wei. He’s more like a henchman from the Zhao family.”
“Aren’t you surprised?” Yan Shiqun said, “Although these two usually use aliases and code names to communicate, they don’t hide their surnames. Even if you don’t see their real names, can’t we still find out about their families?”
“Indeed, the Zhao family faction has always been ambitious. If they are confident that their plan will succeed, it is reasonable for them not to hide their surname. However, the Li family changed hands decades ago, so there is no reason to release Li Wei and ruin their reputation…”
Yan Shiqun scratched his head in frustration and said, "What a hassle. If it weren't for the rules, I would have burned them all."
Wen Tianyu crossed his arms and nodded seriously: "Mm."
Yan Shiqun paused for a moment, then turned her head to look at him with a slightly frightened expression.
He said it casually, but this person didn't seem to be just making a casual remark.
A figure came down from behind the mountain. Aju said while holding up oil paper, "Senior Brother Wen, Master has woken up!"
Wen Tianyu and Yan Shiqun exchanged a glance, and the former said, "Really? That's great, is Master alright?"
Qingjue's method was too risky. Although Qingfeng had said that the situation had stabilized in the past few days, they couldn't help but be worried.
"I'm basically fine now, except for having some nightmares while I'm asleep. I feel great when I wake up," Aju said, spreading out the oil paper. "Look, Brother Jie went downstairs and bought some food. He asked me to share some. Are you all done with your work?"
Wen Tianyu nodded: "More or less. Let Master decide the next step. Let's go up and find Master and Linglai together."
Yan Shiqun casually picked up a small dried fish and put it in his mouth: "I bet a small dried fish that our restless master is definitely not in the room."
Aju laughed heartily; the dried fish in his hand was still steaming hot, and half of their portion had been sprinkled with chili powder.
Jie Zhoujian was always very considerate. Knowing that he was with Qingjue, the group wasn't in a hurry to look for him and went to the room to find Ruan Linglai first.
Ruan Linglai, with one arm in a sling around her chest and a splint in between, was idly playing with a teacup in the room.
Even if she's in good health, she'll need to rest for ten days to half a month after injuring her bones. She sighed and wondered how she would explain it to her parents and brother when she got back.
In fact, during her years of cultivation in the Qing family, she had never suffered any particularly serious injuries. With Qing Jue protecting her, the others had all grown up in a safe and comfortable environment.
They were all very talented, so they learned quickly and were already able to handle most things without Qingjue's help.
This situation is the most serious, and it is not the same as the work of demons and monsters. The slightest mistake could endanger hundreds or thousands of lives.
Ruan Linglai gradually became bolder as she grew up. She used to be a crybaby, but as she grew up, she just became more concerned about saving face.
Actually, she was worried that something had happened to everyone. She was so angry that she beat people up without regard for her hand injuries. She was also crying while beating them. After she came back, Qingfeng and the other female cultivators comforted her for a long time.
She was afraid that her master would never wake up, afraid that such days would never come again, and afraid that one day they would all go their separate ways.
The girl, now of marriageable age, was sensitive and had been frowning for two days. When Qingfeng came to change her dressing, she saw her looking depressed. She smiled, put down the medicine tray, and said while removing the gauze, "What's wrong with our little princess?"
"Senior Sister Qingfeng..." Ruan Linglai only reacted after the person sat down in front of her, and said a little embarrassedly, "I, I didn't do anything..."
“I’ve watched you grow up since you were a child. I don’t know you, but surely the Immortal Lord knows you? Should I call the Immortal Lord over to take a look now?”
Ruan Linglai pushed herself up from the table and stood up: "Is Master awake?!"
"Why are you still so easily agitated? Sit down quickly, we need to change your dressing."
Ruan Linglai obediently sat down.
"The Immortal Lord has already woken up and is in high spirits. He is currently spending the day with him, enjoying the scenery outside. You should change his dressing first."
“Alright,” Ruan Linglai said, her mood improved halfway after knowing that Qingjue had woken up. Looking at her hand, which was difficult to move, she said, “Senior sister, please don’t call Master, otherwise he will scold me again before his injury has healed.”
Qingfeng said helplessly, "No, no, change your medicine yourself, and go find him when you feel better."
"Senior sister is the best!"
“You’re just as sweet-talking as Aju,” Qingfeng said, glancing up at her as she continued working. “So, what happened just now?”
"It's really nothing..." Ruan Linglai still felt it was a bit pretentious, and said softly, "It's just... I'm worried about what will happen if we're not together anymore one day."
"Don't overthink it," Qingfeng said, carefully bandaging Ruan Linglai's arm. "Brothers and sisters who grew up together are family without blood ties. Even if they are separated for some reason, they will always care about each other. How can family ties be so easily severed?"
"I'm just a little scared... Isn't Senior Sister scared?"
Qingfeng could understand Ruan Linglai's words. She was also infected with the Gu poison and had witnessed the Yun family disciples struggling and the heart-wrenching separation so close at hand.
"Yes, I am afraid, but more than fear, I believe," Qingfeng said as she tidied up the medicine residue on the table. "After all, if even our Immortal Lord can't solve this problem, then probably no one else can. The Immortal Lord will definitely save us, and didn't you all go to help him?"
Ruan Linglai thought about it and agreed. Her master was the most powerful, but the rest of them were not bad either. There was no obstacle they couldn't overcome.
Qingfeng looked at her amusedly: "You're happy now?"
"Um!"
She really is a sensitive and optimistic young lady.
There was a knock on the door, and Aju's voice came: "Senior Sister Linglai! Is your hand feeling better? We're here."
"I'm much better now! Come in!"
Qingfeng tidied up the medicine tray, nodded to the children outside the door, and left after being given some food.
Several children were sitting together talking when, after a while, another person walked in from outside.
Surprisingly, the visitor this time was the head of the Yun family.
Wen Tianyu opened the door and said, "Patriarch Yun? May I ask what brings you here?"
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