Chapter 190 Our Cabin (Part 2)

Returning to Chengyuan Mountain was a decision Wen Yu made after careful consideration.

Senior Sister Lingyun sent them a letter, and inside the envelope was half a jade pendant sent by the master. It was the rule of the disciples of Chengyuan Mountain to return the jade when seeing it, and it also meant that... the master wanted to see him.

Wen Yu specifically asked Shen Yu. Shen Yu was polishing jade at the time. He glanced at the half of the jade pendant hidden in the envelope and said it was okay.

Wen Yu knew that he had complicated thoughts. He pondered for a while and finally chose an early morning at the end of the month to go to Chengyuan Mountain.

Shen Yu had not been to this place for many years. The nine thousand stone steps leading to Chengyuan Mountain seemed to have no end. The cold wind blew on his face, stinging his cheeks and blurring the appearance and character of a certain person in Shen Yu's memory.

I don't know why Gouqiu Tousheng also followed here. It has been in seclusion for cultivation recently and rarely goes out. But today it specially took time out to come to Chengyuan Mountain with Shen Yu.

They took the small path and didn't meet any acquaintances along the way, but they did hear some news.

After the fall of Yue, Mu Yuyi escaped capture and summoned secret guards to restore his country. The shadow sent by Sheng to strangle Mu Yuyi was no match for him. Mu Yuyi pierced the enemy general's heart with a sword and broke through Yanmen Pass.

Shen Yu stopped walking when he heard the voice. He looked at the servants who were talking next to him, and for some reason he had a vague guess in his mind.

"This Mu Yuyi is truly a genius! So many people went to catch him, but he managed to carve out a bloody path. He can be considered to have fulfilled his duty..."

"How did he die in the end? Who killed him? Tsk tsk tsk... If I cut off his head, I guess His Majesty will make me a marquis, right?"

"Who could have killed him... He committed suicide! I don't know why he suddenly went crazy. It is said that he stabbed himself in the heart more than ten times, and the flesh was rotten. He was really cruel to himself."

"Really? How could this happen..."

The voices gradually faded away, and Shen Yu walked on the road, his thoughts drifting away for a moment.

The shadow sent to strangle Mu Yuyi...

Mu Yuyi pierced the visitor's heart with a sword...

Shen Yu lowered his eyes.

Mu Yuyi didn't recognize Ying Shiqi until the very end. One of them didn't tell anyone, and the other didn't recognize him. In the end, one died and the other went crazy, and they both went to hell.

It's really sad.

Feeling warmth in his palm, Shen Yu withdrew his thoughts and looked up at Wen Yu.

Wen Yu was looking at him with a frown: "What's wrong?"

Shen Yu smiled and said, "Nothing, let's go."

Wen Yu held Shen Yu's hand tightly. He had never had a good impression of Mu Yuyi, so he just listened casually and didn't care about the reason.

Gouchu Tuosheng still followed Shen Yu's side, covering its own spherical body, and sensed that the several soul fragments that had merged into its body were activated.

They are no longer mechanically integrated, but are gradually producing certain emotions that only humans have - slowly taking shape.

The ball turned around and looked at the thousands of stone steps on Chengyuan Mountain, then accelerated and rushed up.

Wen Yu chose a dense forest as the place for the meeting with the master of Chengyuan Mountain. Shen Yu stood outside the forest. He looked inside for a moment from a distance of several hundred meters, and then put on the pure black mask on his face with one hand.

It lay on Shen Yu's head, no one knew what it was thinking. It just stood on the stone steps with Shen Yu, motionless, like two stone sculptures that had already become stiff.

Wen Yu still had some connection with Chengyuan Mountain, but Shen Yu could not enter it again. Everything here had been separated from him in the last life, and in this life, Shen Yu was unwilling to spend the energy to go deeper.

Wen Yu stayed in the forest for a short time. After only about ten minutes, he walked out and said, "Let's go. It's going to rain soon."

Shen Yu was holding an oil-paper umbrella in his hand. Hearing this, he looked behind him and saw the old Taoist in white clothes, with dust fluttering around him, his figure half-hidden in the dense forest.

He withdrew his gaze, turned and left.

"Pick up the jade——"

Another voice sounded from behind them, with a thick scent of moist earth. It seemed so familiar from many years ago, yet strange because so much time had passed.

Shen Yu didn't move. It started to drizzle and he opened the oil-paper umbrella with one hand.

The bright red paper umbrella blocked the water drops falling from the sky. Mo Qianyu stood on the mountain path and looked down. He saw one of the two men standing upright with an umbrella in his hand, and the other one was wearing a half-black jade mask. He turned his head and looked at him when he heard the voice.

Mo Qianyu's throat was dry, and the figures of the two of them were reflected in his pupils. After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice: "...Be careful on the road."

The man looked away. Raindrops fell densely, creating dust and blurring their receding figures.

Finally left.