Chapter 139 Something's Wrong:
Don't you remember?
"What?"
"You really don't remember?"
"..."
In the detached courtyard of Wuqing Dao Palace, Shen Bingsi sat cross-legged on a couch, with Lu Yingqi and Rong Xie sitting around him opposite. After Xiaozhi brought tea, she hid in a corner of the room to spy on the situation.
After Rong Xie woke up from the nightmare, he was not affected mentally. Apart from the depletion of spiritual energy, which made him feel weak, everything was normal. In fact, his mood had improved a lot. Perhaps it was because he had vented all his worries and fears in the dream and now that he knew the situation couldn't be worse, he felt more at ease.
Now the person who's causing the problem is Shen Bingsi.
After seeing the precognitive dream, Shen Bingsi lost control of her emotions, buried her head in Rong Xie's arms, and cried for a long time. The two of them almost couldn't escape the dream.
Rong Xie didn't know how much Shen Bingsi had understood, or what impact those understandings would have on him. Shen Bingsi's reaction was intense, much like his own when he was tormented by the mental obstacles created by his master in the illusion years ago.
But those mental obstacles were either fake or things that had already happened. Shen Bingsi knew this, and once she vented her breakdown, it would pass.
This time, however, he saw the "future".
It's not a fabricated "future," but a "future" whose signs and patterns can be found if you think about it carefully.
This was the first time Rong Xie was worried that Shen Bing Si's Dao heart would waver.
Therefore, he repeatedly hinted to Shen Bingsi that these were all dreams, that they were fake, and that she should forget about them after waking up.
Whether Shen Bingsi listened or not, after waking up, he was still in low spirits, but he didn't mention what happened in the dream, nor did he discuss it with Rong Xie, as if he really didn't remember what happened in the dream.
That would be best, but Rong Xie was still worried.
Just then, Lu Yingqi and Xiaozhi returned from their shopping, so Rong Xie asked Lu Yingqi to take a look.
In front of Lu Yingqi, Rong Xie asked Shen Bingsi if she remembered what happened in her dream. Shen Bingsi neither said that she remembered nor that she didn't remember.
He didn't say anything unnecessary, nor did he express his feelings; he just sat there in silence.
Lu Yingqi released his spiritual power to test Shen Bingsi, and Shen Bingsi did not resist.
After a short while, Lu Yingqi withdrew his spiritual power, turned to Rong Xie, and slowly shook his head.
"What do you mean?" Rong Xie asked, puzzled.
Lu Yingqi called Rong Xie out and said that the two of them had just left the door when Xiao Zhi ran out right after them.
“Judging from his condition, Shen Bingsi is normal, conscious and emotionally stable,” Lu Yingqi said. “A wavering Dao heart wouldn’t look like this—did something happen in your dream that triggered him?”
“Hmm…” Rong Xie didn’t know what to say.
“I understand, it must be a precognitive dream,” Lu Yingqi nodded.
"Huh?" Rong Xie was startled and looked at Lu Yingqi in surprise.
"Just as you foresaw that I would die between one and two hundred years, you also foresaw your own or Shen Bingsi's future, right?" Lu Yingqi speculated.
It must be said that Lu Yingqi's prediction was very close to the truth.
"You once mentioned a world-destroying demon," Lu Yingqi continued to speculate, "Could it be that in this dream, Shen Bingsi failed to defeat the world-destroying demon, and the human world was destroyed?"
"More or less..." Rong Xie felt that if he continued to guess, Lu Yingqi would guess everything. "This matter has greatly affected him. Although I told him in my dream that it was all fake, I'm worried that it will still affect his Dao heart."
“It seems not at the moment,” Lu Yingqi said. “I heard that the Grand Elder of the Spirit Mirror Sect is particularly skilled at severing thoughts, and sometimes he can even cut off memories that affect his Dao heart. Perhaps Shen Bingsi did that.”
Rong Xie had indeed seen Shen Bingsi use the Heaven-Severing Blade many times. After using it, Shen Bingsi would become absolutely calm and emotionless, and sometimes she would even forget some things. In some ways, she was similar to the current Shen Bingsi.
However, for some reason, Rong Xie still felt vaguely uneasy.
"Can we stay here for another night? I'm worried about Bing Si..." Rong Xie asked Lu Yingqi.
“Yes, it’s alright,” Lu Yingqi said.
"Thank you, Senior Brother Lu!" Rong Xie breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at Xiao Zhi, who was constantly casting concerned glances at him, and smiled at him.
“Young Master Rong has only just recovered, it’s alright for him to stay here a few more days,” Xiao Zhi said, looking at Lu Yingqi for confirmation. After receiving Lu Yingqi’s confirmation, he said.
"Thank you, Xiaozhi, but I'm still worried about his condition. I'd like to send him back to the Spirit Mirror Sect to see his master or the sect leader," Rong Xie said, revealing his plan.
As they were talking, the door to the guest room opened, and the three of them turned around.
Shen Bingsi had put on his outer garment at some point; his official robes were imposing and dignified. Apart from looking somewhat tired, he appeared perfectly normal.
"Rong'er, let's go," Shen Bingsi said.
Rong Xie's eyelids twitched slightly. Shen Bingsi was still calling him by the name from his dream. Although he would use this name when he was in a good mood, it was mostly when no one was around. Now that Lu Yingqi and Xiaozhi were standing here, Shen Bingsi acted as if she didn't see them and continued to use this name.
"Are we leaving now?" Rong Xie asked. "You just broke free from the nightmare spell, don't you want to rest for a bit?"
"No need," Shen Bingsi said.
"Where are we going?" Rong Xie asked again. "Do we need to take a carriage? To Chongyuetai..."
"Let's go back to Huanxue Manor," Shen Bingsi said resolutely.
"What?"
Rong Xie hadn't heard the name Huanxue Manor for a long time.
For a moment, he thought that Shen Bingsi had gone too far with the Heaven-Severing Blade, severing too many memories, including his departure.
However, Rong Xie quickly dismissed this guess, as Shen Bingsi clearly remembered that he had just helped him break free from the nightmare spell.
“But…” Rong Xie hesitated, “Madam Mei’s case is not yet finished. Captain Zhao and the others are still waiting for me at the Lu family in Qinghe. Even if this matter is over, I still have to go to Lanyuan to apologize to Steward Wang. I haven’t asked for leave for so many days. Steward Wang must be going crazy with worry.”
Shen Bingsi lowered her eyes, lost in thought.
“Even if all these things are settled, I should go back to Lanyuan. My household registration documents, all my belongings… are all there.” Rong Xie said tactfully. He didn’t want to upset Shen Bing Si too much. In fact, all he wanted to say was that he had already moved out of Huanxue Manor, and going back wouldn’t mean going back to that place.
"Go back to Huanxue Manor first. I have something for you, it's urgent. After that, you can go wherever you want and do whatever you want," Shen Bingsi said.
Rong Xie looked at him in surprise, and finally said, "Alright."
Six months later, Rong Xie returned to Huanxue Manor.
He didn't expect to be back so soon...
It was Shen Bingsi who brought him back by flying on her sword. Just as Lu Yingqi said, Shen Bingsi's Dao heart had not wavered, otherwise he wouldn't even have the ability to fly on a sword.
This time, however, the Victory Sword did not conjure a small house; there was only a sword clasp to secure Rong Xie's body. Winter was about to end, but the wind in the high sky was still biting, so Rong Xie had to take out a stack of heat-preserving talismans and stick them on himself and Shen Bingsi.
Shen Bingsi did not refuse. He sat down next to Rong Xie and accepted whatever Rong Xie offered him.
Rong Xie thought that he sat down because he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything. Since he didn't say anything, Rong Xie couldn't bring up the matter of foreseeing things in the dream, for fear of triggering his mental block. At such a high place, if Shen Bing Si's Dao heart wavered, they might fall down.
Rong Xie remained tense until the Shengxie Sword landed in the familiar valley. The calm lake reflected the pavilions and towers of varying heights, and several plum trees were in full bloom, with a familiar fragrance wafting in the air.
Rong Xie's eyes welled up with tears. He jumped off his flying sword, took a few quick steps forward, and stared intently at the familiar gate of the manor.
He could deceive himself by not seeing fashion, thinking the outside world was wonderful. But when he finally saw it, he realized how much he missed Huanxue Mountain Villa. There was no other place in the world that could give him such pure peace and longing.
"What are you going to give me?" Rong Xie asked.
"Let's go in first." Shen Bingsi sheathed her flying sword and stepped into the manor first.
Rong Xie stood in front of the door for a moment. He didn't know if he would have the determination to come out after going in. Huanxue Manor was a huge haven of gentle comfort and a bewitching array. Once he stepped in, he might be stuck in the mud and never want to go back to Lanyuan again.
"Brother Rong?"
Just as Rong Xie hesitated, two heads peeked out from in front of the manor gate.
Shen Yan and Long Shaoye.
Both of them stared at Rong Xie in surprise. Long Shaoye even rubbed his eyes and muttered, "Yanzi, are we hallucinating?"
Rong Xie knew there was no way to avoid going in this time, so he sighed and said, "Just pretend you're hallucinating. I'm just here to grab something and then I'll leave."
"What? You traveled all this way just to pick up something?"
"Could it be—" Long Shaoye glanced into the room, "that the head of the manor forced Brother Rong to come back?"
"No, not exactly," Rong Xie thought to himself, but it was pretty much the same.
Rong Xie entered Huanxue Manor and habitually inspected every plant and tree in the courtyard, as well as the neatness of the eaves and corners of the houses.
The three children instinctively felt guilty. They hadn't expected Rong Xie to come back so suddenly, and they hadn't had time to tidy up. Luckily, it was snowing in winter, so there was no need to maintain the lawn, and at first glance, there didn't seem to be any major problems.
"Brother Rong, we... didn't specifically clean it up either..."
“You’ve taken good care of yourselves,” Rong Xie said with a smile. “Much better than I expected.”
“That’s because—Brother Rong, you wrote back and explained everything in great detail,” Shen Yan replied.
"But Rong-ge, just how badly do you imagine we've done?" Long Shaoye complained from the side.
Rong Xie laughed: "When you have something you love and have to sell it to someone else, you'll understand how I feel."
Rong Xie and the three children chatted and laughed as if they had never left Huanxue Manor.
When they arrived at the central gate, Shen Bingsi was standing by the gate, dressed in a black official robe, holding the Shengxie sword, his eyes fixed on the ground in front of him.
The three children fell silent and involuntarily stopped walking.
Shen Bingsi raised his head, drew a line on the ground with his Shengxie Sword, and instructed the three younger ones not to step across the line without his permission.
Then, he extended his hand to Rong Xie: "Rong'er, come here."
His tone was gentle, but Rong Xie's discomfort still lingered.
Rong Xie walked towards Shen Bingsi, who took his hand and led him to the backyard.
The central gate descended behind them, the bolts automatically engaging, and a layer of golden light rose where the Shengxie Sword had slashed, cutting off their escape route.
"Bing Si, what exactly are you going to give me?" Rong Xie couldn't help but ask, "Why... do you still need to lock the inner gate?"
“Spiritual power.” Shen Bingsi looked ahead without turning to look at Rong Xie. “Even if you are no longer by my side in the future, you should still have spiritual power to protect you. Foundation Establishment… no, at least cultivate to the Golden Core stage, so that you can fly on a sword and go to any place.”
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