Chapter 50050 It’s over, it’s really over!
Breaking up San Sheng Mu and Liu Yanchang required more than ordinary means. After writing two scripts for the teahouse owner, I began to conceive of a script about San Sheng Mu and Liu Yanchang, one that would also involve Little Nezha and me. I only told him halfway, but Little Nezha, listening, immediately dragged me to Mount Huashan to meet San Sheng Mu.
Seeing his excitement, I couldn't help but pour cold water on him. "In the name of what? Friends? Why would you bring your friends to see the Goddess of Mount Hua?"
Little Nezha was puzzled, "What's the big deal? You have so much junk in your head. If I introduce you to Sister San Shengmu, maybe she won't need Liu Yanchang's spiritual comfort anymore!" He shook his head proudly, and the Hun Tian Ling behind him swayed to his rhythm.
I:……
Paths never before imagined emerged.
But not happy at all.
"Aren't you afraid that I might pollute the spirit of your Third Holy Mother?"
Little Nezha snorted, unconcerned. "I'm not afraid. It's better than getting involved with Liu Yanchang. Besides..." He glanced at me, his tone a bit grudgingly affirmative, "You're not that annoying."
I:"……"
This affirmation still doesn't make people happy.
The next day, I had Little Nezha change his attire and wander around Liujia Village, gathering useful information—any information at all. I, in my original form, dived into the river near Liujia Village, searching for fish to gather information. Wherever there were fish, I could tell what was happening there. My fish network was extensive.
After nightfall, little Nezha and I squatted in a corner at the foot of Mount Hua, where the mountain wind whistled and simulated the script before the opening.
"Listen," I whispered, feeling the mountain breeze blast against my neck. "I'm going to run up the mountain like crazy, and you're going to chase me. Look a little aggressive, but not too aggressive, or you'll burn me to a crisp." I glanced with lingering fear at the quietly burning Wind Fire Wheels at his feet and continued, "The key is to create a tragic atmosphere of 'a weak, helpless, and pitiful little demon being mercilessly hunted down by the vicious little overlord of heaven.'"
Yes, this is my script.
Little Nezha squatted on the ground, his hands supporting his cheeks. The Hun Tian Ling unconsciously drew circles on the ground. He listened very attentively: "I understand! It's just the same as the posture we usually use to subdue demons and monsters, right?"
"Yes, but don't let your acting get too addictive and kill me!" I warned him. I was really afraid he'd turn me into a grilled fish if he got angry. "Also, after the Three Holy Mothers rescue me, you can go back to the inn. I paid for the room, don't waste it."
"Got it." He clearly didn't care about the rent. The Three Holy Mothers' matter was more important than the rent. He rubbed his hands excitedly, his eyes sparkling.
I always have a bad feeling.
I checked the time and it was almost time. I took a deep breath and plunged into the dark, dense forest beside the Huashan Trail. Underfoot were a tangle of tree roots and slippery moss. My running was slow and my footsteps were shallow. My deliberately heavy breathing, which sounded like a rooster being strangled, made me feel extremely embarrassed.
"Monster! Stop!" Little Nezha's clear, childish voice was like thunder, instantly shattering the silence of the night and sending the birds in the forest flying in panic. Then, two balls of blazing fire streaked through the darkness like meteors, bringing with them scorching heat waves and a piercing sound, crashing down almost right on my heels!
"Boom!" Gravel and soil splashed, and a burnt smell mixed with the smell of soil spread.
This damn kid is serious!
I was so scared, my adrenaline was surging. I didn't even need to act. I just rushed up the mountain with all my might! I felt the hairs on my back stand up, and the heat was burning my skin!
"Prepare to die! Today I will grind your bones into ashes!" Little Nezha's tone was full of violence. The Hun Tian Ling turned into a red silk thread that tore through the night sky. With a "snap", it hit a pine tree as thick as a bowl next to me. With a crisp "crack", the pine tree broke, and the fallen treetop almost knocked me down!
"Help me! Little Lotus!" My scream came from the bottom of my heart. It was hoarse and filled with tears. It echoed in the silent valley, making it particularly creepy. "Little Lotus! Three Holy Mothers! Help me!"
My lungs felt like they were about to explode, and my throat was filled with the taste of blood. Nezha's Wind Fire Wheels were hot on my heels, like two will-o'-the-wisp flames lashing out at me. His Hun Tian Ling occasionally lashed out at nearby rocks and trees, sending shards of stone and wood flying everywhere, creating an extremely menacing atmosphere of pursuit. Driven by him, I panicked and had to climb a steep cliff, practically using both hands and feet.
Finally, the scene became clear.
The cool moonlight streamed down like mercury, illuminating the ancient temple nestled against the mountain ahead. Its soaring eaves and brackets cast a serene and solemn outline in the moonlight. On the small platform before the temple, a figure in white clothing, as white as snow, stood quietly, as if waiting for the moment. The moonlight gently fell upon her, casting a halo of holiness around her. It was the Goddess of Mount Hua, her brows furrowed slightly, clearly startled by the tremendous commotion at the foot of the mountain.
"Monster! See where you can escape!" Little Nezha's roar echoed perfectly. The Wind Fire Wheel hovered above my head with an all-consuming power, and the Hun Tian Ling, like a venomous snake poised to strike, pointed directly at my back. The ferocious expression he managed to force onto his baby face in the moonlight looked... well, a little painfully so.
I seized this critical moment and, using my last bit of strength, rushed onto the platform in front of the temple.
"Fairy, help me!" I pointed my trembling fingers at the majestic and murderous little Nezha in the air, "The little demon has never harmed the people. That little devil is unreasonable!"
The Third Holy Mother's gaze fell calmly upon me, with a composure as profound as a mountain. She first glanced at my terrified, disheveled appearance, then raised her gaze to the murderous little Nezha soaring in mid-air. A subtle, knowing hint of helplessness seemed to flicker across her eyes, as clear as a cold pond.
"Little brother Nezha," her voice was like a clear spring under the moon, instantly calming the restlessness of the night, with a strange soothing power, "Why is there such a noise in the middle of the night in my quiet place of cultivation?" Her tone was gentle, but with unquestionable majesty.
Nezha abruptly stopped mid-air, the flames of his Wind Fire Wheels receding slightly. He tried to maintain a fierce expression, but his eyes were already darting around guiltily. "Uh... Third Sister, I'm chasing this suspicious, evil creature! She's cunning enough to escape here! Sister, get out of the way! I'll finish her off!"
"Doing evil?" the Third Holy Mother repeated softly, her gaze returning to me, her expression calm and unwavering. Then she shook her head slightly, speaking gently, "Brother Nezha, you see her aura is pure; I'm afraid she's never been stained by blood. Heaven is merciful, and since she's fled here, it's fate. Don't continue to call for her to be killed."
I've never been involved in bloodshed... I feel a little guilty.
"But sister! She..." Nezha wanted to argue, his little face flushed red, and he tried hard to act unwilling.
"Alright," the Third Holy Mother's voice was still gentle, yet it carried an irrefutable determination. "The night is late and the dew is heavy. Please do not disturb the tranquility of Mount Hua. Brother Nezha, will you stay overnight on Mount Hua?" She turned to me, her eyes calm and filled with a reassuring strength. "Relax here. Nezha will not hurt you again."
I lay on the ground, my heart still pounding, half from the lingering fear of running wildly, and half from the fear of being looked at by the calm gaze of the Third Holy Mother. The plan seemed to have succeeded? Just looking at her eyes, I always felt that my acting skills were full of loopholes in front of her. No, I have to think about how to make up for this flawed acting! I buried my head even lower, and said in a voice full of relief after surviving a disaster: "Thank...thank you for your mercy, Your Majesty!"
Nezha did not spend the night in Huashan. He left after saying, "I will come again tomorrow. If you have the ability, you will never leave Huashan in your life!"
I was still in shock, and I felt as if I had experienced the same thing as the monsters in White Tiger Ridge. At this moment, a pair of hands helped me up.
"May I have your name?"
I raised my eyes and whispered, "Ayu. The A of Tai'a, the Yu of Yu Meiren."
"What a nice name. Come with me." Her voice was still clear, with a soothing power, and she turned and walked towards the inner hall of the temple.
I followed her carefully, my heart beating wildly in my chest!
The inner hall was simpler and quieter than I'd imagined, with moonlight streaming through the window lattices. The Third Holy Mother led me to a side hall, which contained only a stone couch and a stone table.
"Sit down," she gestured for me to sit on the stone couch. Before I could react, she gently raised her hand, a cool, moonlit halo swirling around her fingertips. The halo slowly spread, transforming into a stream of light as fine as stardust, gently enveloping me.
In an instant, a wonderful thing happened. In the blink of an eye, my body was clean as before, and even my mental fatigue and shock were mostly soothed away by this pure power.
"That's amazing, Fairy Sister! Thank you, Sister!"
I thanked him joyfully, but in a split second, this concern was like a mirror, and a huge sense of guilt overwhelmed me like a tide. I sat on the cold stone couch, head lowered, fingers tightly clenched on the corner of my clothes that had just become clean.
"Sister..." My voice was dry and hoarse, almost squeezed out of my throat.
The Third Holy Mother looked at me quietly, the moonlight outlining her beautiful silhouette, her eyes were calm, without questioning, without reproach, only a kind of calmness that came from seeing through the world, and an unfathomable tolerance beneath that calmness.
"Sister... have you seen through it?"
The Third Holy Mother's eyes moved slightly, as if a small stone had been thrown into the lake, causing tiny ripples, but she still looked at me calmly.
After a long while, she said, "If it really was the demon that Nezha wanted to kill, how could it have the chance to escape here?"
I lowered my head in shame. "I'm sorry, Fairy Sister, I lied to you. It was the little boy named Nezha who said that if I listened to him, he wouldn't kill me again... I have little magical power and can't defeat him."
Suspicion flashed in the eyes of the Third Holy Mother, as if she could see through me: "What does he want you to do?"
I raised my head, looked her straight in the eye, and said, "He said his beloved sister fell in love with a worthless mortal, and he thought that mortal had bad intentions, so he asked me to break you up..."
This is true, without a trace of falsehood.
Sorry, little Nezha, I have to sell you out for the sake of my plan.
The Third Holy Mother frowned slightly, "What does he want you to do?"
I lowered my head and said, "He asked me to tell my sister about the deeds of that mortal. My sister doesn't know that I was a carp spirit that had recently transformed from a nearby river. The laundry women in Liujia Village knew everything about their neighbors, so I knew a lot. Then Nezha found me and asked me if the scholar surnamed Liu had any shameful past..." I lowered my voice.
The Third Holy Mother was silent for a long time.
Moonlight streamed across her plain white dress, and her expression was lost in the shadows, making it hard to discern. Her silence seemed especially long and oppressive at this moment.
Finally, she spoke softly, her voice expressing neither joy nor anger, but a melancholy that pierced the heart:
"You're making such a fuss just to separate me and a mortal scholar?"
I pursed my lips and didn't dare to speak.
"But who fabricated the story between me and that scholar?"
I suddenly looked up, looking at the Third Holy Mother in disbelief. The shock on my face was not fake at all. No? She and Liu Yanchang... don't have that kind of relationship?
Seeing my bewildered expression and wide-eyed expression, the Third Holy Mother was startled for a moment, then couldn't help but chuckle. This smile imbued her with a touch of earthly freshness.
"Silly girl," her voice carried a hint of a helpless smile, but her eyes gradually became distant and heavy. "My mother, Yao Ji, married my mortal father and gave birth to the three of us siblings. But what happened in the end..." Her voice trailed off, filled with an incurable pain. "The laws of heaven are strict, and mother was suppressed under Peach Mountain. My second brother split the mountain to save her, but even that couldn't change the ruthlessness of heaven. In the end, mother still..."
She didn't say anything else, but the deep sadness was already in the air.
"I witnessed it all." The Third Holy Mother's gaze returned to me, her clear eyes etched with the vicissitudes of life and profound understanding. "The gap between immortals and mortals is like an abyss flowing with the blood and tears of loved ones. If I followed in my mother's footsteps and had a child with a mortal..." Her voice trembled slightly, carrying an indescribable resolve. "How miserable would my child be? Born with original sin, he would have to endure the wrath of Heaven, face worldly prejudice and rejection, and even... possibly repeat the mistakes of his grandmother and uncles. How could I bear to let him endure this suffering?"
She paused, looked at the bright moon outside the window, and said in a calm but decisive tone:
"So, I've never considered marrying any mortal. Those rumors are nothing more than wishful thinking by the mortals below the mountain, or fabrications by bored people. I'm cultivating here, guarding Huashan and protecting the people. All I desire is peace and tranquility. Besides, I don't want to embarrass Second Brother."
From the words of the Three Holy Mothers, I guessed that this was probably another parallel world. In this world, Chenxiang might not have been born.
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Having received the answer I was looking for, I bid farewell to the Three Holy Mothers and descended the mountain. Unexpectedly, upon reaching the foot of Mount Hua, I saw little Nezha sitting unassumingly on the sturdy branch of an old tree, legs crossed and toes tapping. His face wore a look of vengeance, particularly eerie in the moonlight.
I:"……"
Oh no, he must have found out I betrayed him! Wait, I didn't say anything bad about him!
Little Nezha saw me at once, and the smile on his face instantly turned dangerous. Before he could ask, I immediately frowned and took the initiative, raising my voice several degrees:
"Where on earth did you hear that rumor, kid?! The Three Holy Mothers and that scholar have absolutely nothing to do with each other! It's completely false!"
Little Nezha: ???
The accusatory look on his face froze instantly, replaced by huge astonishment, his mouth slightly open, as if he had not expected me to say such a thing. He was about to ask what was going on -
“Whoosh! Whoosh!”
Two balls of blazing fire shot out from the shadows behind him without any warning, heading straight for little Nezha on the tree!
"Hmph!" Little Nezha reacted incredibly quickly, snorting coldly. He instantly vanished, leaving only a faint red shadow. Not only did he dodge, but the agile Hun Tian Ling, as if alive, instantly wrapped around my waist, yanking me aside!
Boom! Two more fireballs came crashing down, sending dirt flying and leaving behind two charred pits. Heat waves lashed towards them.
What a close call! Thank you for remembering to take me with you, saving me from the tragic fate of being roasted like a dried fish on the spot.
"Are you all okay?"
A figure descended from the sky and landed steadily not far in front of us. Beneath its feet were dazzling, colorful Hot Wheels.
“…Nezha?” This wind-fire wheel is unique.
He murmured "hmm" in a low voice, and his sharp eyes swept over me and little Nezha, finally locking onto the top.
"Who are you talking about?!" The little Nezha next to me turned around and glared at me like a cat whose tail was stepped on, with an extremely ugly expression.
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, a red silk thread shot out from the shadows again. Nezha also summoned his own Hun Tian Ling, and the two Hun Tian Lings began to fight in the air.
Little lotus?
"Nezha, what exactly happened?"
When little Nezha heard me call out "Nezha" again, he immediately glared at me and yelled angrily, "Hey! Fake! I'm asking you!"
Nezha glanced at little Nezha coldly and ignored him.
His eyes were fixed on the direction from which the red silk was shot, his brows furrowed as he explained to me in a deep voice, "Little Lotus...suddenly went crazy."
I:? ? ? ? ? ? ?
Little Lotus? Crazy? How did these two words get connected? My cerebellum instantly felt like it had been struck by a sledgehammer, completely shrunken.
"Little Lotus? Is that the one your lover has?" Little Nezha next to him blurted out faster than he could think.
Upon hearing this, Nezha glanced at me with a very complicated look.
I:…………
From the shadows, a red-robed youth emerged, riding on a wind-fire wheel and holding a gleaming fire spear. He raised his chin slightly, looking down at the two Nezha with a kind of arrogance that looked down on the world, and said in a cold voice:
"Which of you two will go first? Or...both of you?"
Little Nezha was amused by this arrogant attitude and rubbed his hands together: "This guy is very arrogant!"
Nezha nodded expressionlessly, his tone cold but with recognition: "I agree with this."
I:…………
It’s over, it’s really over!
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