Chapter 480 Loneliness
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When the last leaf on the top of the old locust tree was blown away by the cold wind, Long Qiqi's most "favorite" season had already arrived.
The biting cold wind from the mountain blew three times, and snowflakes began to fall from the gray sky, falling on the ground, on the trees, and on the waterside, quickly creating a world of ice and snow.
Today, it has been almost half a year since the sect's defense battle. Lu Junxing's injuries have finally recovered. At this time, he decided to leave Danfeng and go out for a walk.
“Although your body is fine, you still have to be careful when you do something serious.” In the pavilion in the middle of the lake, seven or eight people were eating hot pot. Qin Ran said to Lu Junxing, “So I personally suggest that you don’t leave the sect. It’s too dangerous.”
“It’s not dangerous, so I won’t go.” Lu Junxing used the serving chopsticks to put meat into the pot. After putting one plate of meat in, he replied to Qin Ran, “I want to go out and gain some experience while my strength is limited. It will be meaningless to go out again when my strength is restored.”
He looked at the meat in the pot, the color faded from bloody, his eyes became deep, and he recalled, "When I first left the mountain gate, I was already invincible among my peers in the sect. When I went out, I was unrestrained and arrogant, and no one could stand it. As long as I had a little reputation, I would take up my sword to challenge. There were also many people who couldn't stand me. Maybe one day when I was drinking tea under a roadside teahouse, thirty or fifty people would suddenly appear and challenge me. That's how I walked and fought all the way to the end of the Immortal Relics Land, and I never lost.
"But as I became stronger and stronger, and it became harder and harder to lose, I found that I was afraid of failure. When I was weak before, even when I fought with very strong people, all I saw was victory. I found that I thought I was a strong person who could not fail, and I lost my original intention. This was fatal to me.
"I want to take advantage of my injuries and my strength to look at the world from a new perspective. At the same time, I want to seek failure."
Qin Ran took the fish out of the pot and put it in a bowl. He watched Li Shiyin pick out the bones for him and said to Lu Junxing:
"Practice is to cultivate the mind. I didn't expect that you, Lu Junxing, would have these problems. Since you are here for practice, the doctor will allow you to leave the hospital."
"Thank you, uncle master!" Lu Junxing was sitting there, smiling and clasping his fists towards this side.
Seeing his expression, Qin Ran couldn't help but laugh. He reached into his Qiankun bag and took out a pot of fine wine, threw it to him, and said, "Now that your injury has healed, whether you drink or not is none of my business."
"Hahaha..." Lu Junxing opened the wine flask, sniffed the aroma of the wine intoxicatedly, and laughed, "Little Master, your peach blossom wine is so fragrant, I love it so much."
After he said that, he and the others poured wine, "Come, let's drink."
While others raised their glasses to toast, he raised his wine jug to clink glasses.
After clinking glasses, he tilted his head back and drank from the pot, gulping down most of the pot.
"Haha, how great!" It seemed as if wine was his soul and the source of his life. As soon as he drank the wine, he immediately became more energetic, like a dead tree coming back to life with more vitality.
The injury is not healed, but I am alive again after having wine.
“Thank you again, Junior Master!” He held the wine pot and clasped his fists towards Qin Ran. “Lu Junxing was originally dying, but it was Junior Master who forcibly brought me back to life. Junior Master is proficient in the way of alchemy and can attain the status of a medical immortal.”
"We are all from the same school, why do we have to be so polite?" Qin Ran frowned.
"Master Junior, you can save me or not. Since you saved me, it is a great favor." Lu Junxing replied, "I will remember it in my heart."
Qin Ran heard this and took out two bottles of wine from his Qiankun bag. He threw one to Lu Junxing and opened the other himself. He poured the wine to Lu Junxing and said sternly, "You, Lu Junxing, are a flying dragon that roams the world. How can I use favors to restrain you? You are free and easy, and you enjoy taking revenge. Is there anything that can't be solved by a glass of wine?
"If there is, then it's a pot. This pot can hold everything. Come, it's all in the wine."
"What's in the pot?" Lu Junxing's eyes lit up, he opened the cork, clinked his lips with Qin Ran's, and laughed, "Master is indeed a straightforward person, but I am stingy."
After clinking glasses, the two men each held a wine jug and drank the wine in one breath.
It was freezing cold outside and the lake was frozen. They put down their wine jugs, smiled at each other, opened their mouths and exhaled wine. The white smoke floated into the dark sky under the light of the pavilion in the middle of the lake.
"Master uncle has a good alcohol tolerance!"
“It’s OK.”
In the pavilion in the middle of the lake, some people were enjoying the snow, some were roasting by the fire, some were eating meat, and some were drinking, one cup after another, one pot after another, until the second half of the night, when everyone was drunk.
After drinking the last pot of wine, Lu Junxing threw away the pot, picked up a wooden sword carved by Qin Ran and hung it around his waist, then walked down the mountain crookedly on the hard snow.
Qin Ran stood up drunkenly from the stove, saw the mess of cups and plates on the table, reached out to tidy them up, but fell headfirst.
Fortunately, Li Shiyin stayed by his side and hugged him in time.
She held him horizontally in her arms, walked on the snow, step by step, towards the cabin, slowly disappearing in the lights of the pavilion in the middle of the lake, and disappearing into the darkness.
The darkness squeezed the light, and the light supported the darkness, barely illuminating the pavilion in the middle of the lake.
There was still a little white tiger left in the pavilion. He was leaning against a pillar, sitting on the ground with his legs apart like a human. One of his front paws held an elbow that was frozen cold, and the other held a jug of unfinished wine. He stared with dazed eyes, watching people leave one by one, and his unclear mind felt an inexplicable loneliness and sadness.
His tiger mouth opened and closed, as if to say: "Am I the only one left?"
The sky and earth were covered with snow, and pitch black was everywhere. He was indeed the only one there, the Xuanming Spirit Tiger.
How long has it been since Qin Ran got drunk?
He has never been drunk since he came into this world.
Perhaps only someone like Lu Junxing is worthy of him getting drunk once.
But the feeling of being drunk is not good. It does not mean that monks will not get drunk. Monks have their own wine, and monks can get drunk, and monks feel uncomfortable when they are drunk.
Fortunately, his wife was a powerful swordsman, not a delicate fairy. She held him in her arms like a princess, with his face resting on her soft chest and his hands on her shoulders.
He shouted indistinctly: "...Shiyin...Shiyin..."
"Shion...where are you..."
"Shiyin, the master is drunk..."
"...Hehe, I'm not drunk..."
“Shiyin…Shiyin…Shiyin…” He shouted, and his voice gradually faded away. He didn’t know why he started crying.
"Shiyin, Shiyin, where are you? Master is so scared..."
Li Shiyin carried him back to the room and gently placed him on the bed.
She squatted in front of the bed, holding his head, leaning against his ear, and whispered softly: "Shiyin is here, Master, Shiyin is with you. Wherever the master is, there is Shiyin."
Qin Ran finally felt relieved. He hugged Li Shiyin, leaned on her arms, and slowly fell asleep again.
"Master, be good. Master, I'm not afraid..."
The cold light of snow reflected in from the window. She covered her master with the quilt, sat on the bed, hugged her master, looked down at her master's face, and murmured, "I only care about you, too."
"…You are my swordsman."
When Qin Ran woke up the next morning, his head still hurt. He took the hot hangover soup cooked by Li Shiyin, walked out of the cabin, and walked to the river on the snow.
There was a thin layer of ice on the surface of the river. He looked upstream and saw that the pool over there was frozen. There was a person standing by the pool, a man, looking up. The waterfall was also frozen. The frozen waterfall was as unrestrained as the flowing waterfall. It looked very spectacular and extremely beautiful.
There is a woman in white beside the waterfall, admiring the spectacular ice waterfall from a close distance.
Qin Ran drank the sobering soup while walking to Dong Zhongyuan's side.
He stood beside him and looked up. From this position, he could see Tushan Youyou's white skirt. With the white skirt as a limit, looking inward, he could see Tushan Youyou's flawless calves, but not her thighs; looking outward, the skirt blocked half of Tushan Youyou's face, but her eyes that could fascinate the world were still visible, and she looked even more hazy and beautiful.
So this is the perspective of a bootlicker. He nodded and learned his lesson.
They stood there for a long time. Qin Ran drank the sobering soup mouthful by mouthful. Tu Shan Youyou never even looked at them. She kept looking up at the beautiful scenery of the waterfall.
"Did you see that? There is no good end for being a bootlicker." Qin Ran held the bowl in both hands and said to Dong Zhongyuan.
"Huh?" Dong Zhongyuan was stunned.
Qin Ran pointed out to him, "If you were standing on top of the waterfall, even if she didn't like you, she would still look up at you, and maybe she would like you after looking at you for a while. But if you were standing at the bottom of the mountain by the pool, even if she liked you, she would still look down at you. Besides, she doesn't like you."
"Hmm!" Dong Zhongyuan opened his eyes wide.
"To pursue a girl, you need to let her know that you like her. It's easy. Just a glance is enough. The hard part is how to make her like you." Qin Ran said, "Why should she like you? Are you handsome, rich, capable, have a good personality, and high cultivation? No matter what, you have to know what she likes and then prescribe the right medicine. Just looking at her and just liking her is useless. You have to take action."
"What does she like?"
Qin Ran spread his hands: "How should I know?"
Dong Zhongyuan suddenly realized something. He thought for a while and then bowed to Qin Ran. “Thank you, Junior Master. I’m going down the mountain now.”
"What are you going to do down there?"
"To find out what I really like."
Qin Ran smiled and patted Dong Zhongyuan on the shoulder, saying, "Be careful."
"Yeah." Dong Zhongyuan turned and left, also leaving Danfeng.
"Do you understand feelings very well?" Halfway up the mountain, Tu Shan squatted down slowly, supporting his chin with one hand, and looked at Qin Ran with a pair of tender eyes.
There is no sense of looking down on others.
Qin Ran looked back at her and smiled, "I lied to him. In fact, I don't understand anything. I only believe in two-way love, like me and Shiyin."
“Heh!” Tu Shanyou sneered, looking at Qin Ran for a while, and then asked, “Why didn’t you let me take action during the battle?”
"You are Danfeng's trump card..." Qin Ran replied, "If Daojianmen fails to hold, you will have to hold Danfeng and let us escape."
Tu Shan Youyou agreed with this reason. She nodded, got up and went back to the cave.
Qin Ran looked at the snow-covered world for a while, then returned to the cabin with the bowl in his arms.
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