Chapter 50 Chapter 50 Then don’t blame her for driving him crazy. …
She listened from a distance and just smiled.
Huide seemed delighted to hear this and offered comfort. "That's perfect, perfect. That's perfect. Huang'er and you grew up together, we know each other well, and we've admired each other for years. Although you later returned to the mountains to practice martial arts, and we haven't seen each other for many years, the affection we shared as a young man hasn't faded with time. I'm at peace with myself. Huang'er is a bit willful, so I hope Huaijin will take good care of him."
Gu Zhi didn't say yes, nor did he say no, he just nodded silently.
She chuckled, lowered her head, and took out a paper bag from her sleeve. She slowly opened it in the sweet mountain breeze, pinched her index finger and thumb together, and picked out a candied date... which was sparkling with a little light and stuck with sugar threads.
The man who was surrounded by three layers of disciples finally spoke again after a while, "Uncle Master, about what happened on the mountain, that Asong..." But he raised his eyes unexpectedly for a moment, and the man who was handling it calmly suddenly fell silent.
Their eyes met, and she slowly put the candied date into her mouth.
He was stunned for a moment.
The man in the tree smiled deeply and secretly sucked his fingertips.
He suddenly dropped his eyes.
Huide asked in surprise, "What's wrong, Huaijin? Why are you suddenly out of breath?"
He lowered his head with difficulty, the corners of his eyes tinged with a deep red. "Nothing's wrong, but I've been practicing recently, and my meridians are a little blocked, making my breathing uneven." He added, "A Song followed me for many years, and I'm heartbroken that he died before my eyes. A few days ago, A Song's relatives came up the mountain and are temporarily staying at the foot of the mountain. I've sent people to provide them with condolences and comfort. If they want to leave some of A Song's relics, I hope my uncle will allow it."
Huide patted him on the back and sighed, "Of course. I have an impression of your servant. He is indeed a loyal and dutiful person..." He continued to comfort him with a few more words.
Nan Qiongshuang swung her legs on a branch, her long hair lifted by the fragrant breeze. Li Xuanbai saw her long black hair cascading down like a waterfall, wrapped around her body in the dense grass. He came over, tucked her hair behind her ear, and rubbed her earlobe, laughing. "What's going on? This brat is going down the mountain to marry a young lady from the Hengshan Sect. I heard that only a good-tempered man like him can handle such lawless behavior."
She flicked her small round earrings and said, "How about we get married on the day he gets married?"
"What's wrong with that?" She lowered her eyes and picked up another candied date.
Li Xuanbai laughed and played with her hair. "You said so."
She said calmly, "Yeah."
Huide's voice came faintly, "Don't worry about what's happening on the mountain. Yaojie will handle the trivial matters, and I will also make the final decision on the major matters. There's no need to rush back to the mountain. Stay down there and get along well with Huang'er."
Gu Zhi just remained silent and nodded respectfully.
"I would also like to ask, since Huai Jin's heart belongs to Huang Er, what do you think about the wedding date?"
He lowered his eyes coldly, "These matters naturally have to be handed over to the elders for the final decision to be made."
"So, what should we do next? Have you thought it through? Should we take Huang'er into the mountains? Or should we discuss it after you have achieved your cultivation and come down the mountain? That would mean we would have to wait for years in vain."
Nan Qiongshuang listened in the tree, and held the crystal clear candied date up to the light in the thin sunlight filtered through the shadows of the tree.
Gu Zhi didn't answer, but inexplicably, his gaze cast towards the trees and clouds for a moment.
Li Xuanbai came over and sat close to her. "What are you holding?" He said, "I want one too."
She looked calm, holding the candied date, and watched him come over and bite the date and her fingertips together.
"Is it tasty?"
Li Xuanbai savored it for a moment, "A little too sweet." Suddenly, he looked towards the crowd under the tree, as if realizing something, and laughed, "What's that expression?"
Huide was shocked and asked, "Huaijin, your breathing has been rough during your training recently. Why are you shaking again?"
He lowered his eyes for a long moment, his breathing breaking and trembling. "It's true... there have been too many things going on lately. I'm exhausted and haven't had a good rest in a few days."
Huide looked at him for a long, concerned look, then sighed, "Your face is completely devoid of color. Well, I punished you too much the other day, and I regret it now. When you return to the mountain someday, bring Huang'er with you. Madam, the young master, I'll grant your permission, and it won't be considered a violation of the rules."
He just remained silent.
Huide patted his back in a soothing manner and said, "Go down the mountain."
He nodded: "Yes." He never looked back at the sea of trees.
Suddenly, a flute sound was heard, like a thin, sharp, and drifting bamboo leaf, cutting through the air from afar, bleak and cold, melancholy and sad, winding and circling, hanging over everyone's heads.
Everyone looked up suddenly and saw a woman in white clothes and black hair sitting on the top of the giant tree. Her sleeves hung down, and there was a purple bamboo flute at her lips. Her ten fingers moved slightly, and she looked at the crowd below with a smile on her face.
The tune played was "Yangguan Qu".
Gu Zhi stood among the crowd, and with just one glance, he understood what she meant from a distance.
She came to say goodbye.
She hadn't seen him for so long, and she hadn't missed him. He was going down the mountain to get married, but she came here to see him off, smiling and playing a tune for him.
He even recognized the purple bamboo flute.
——Li Xuanbai’s “Playing with the Mountain Moon”.
He never showed his favorite thing to others easily, and he carried it with him every day, but he actually gave it to her.
She actually kept the thing that she put in her mouth and blew.
He didn't know where the murderous intent in his chest came from. He had a cold expression, not wanting to look at them for even a second, and calmly bowed to everyone:
"Then, I will go down the mountain."
The mountain gate slowly opened with a dull and heavy rumbling sound, and his snow-like figure flashed sideways and disappeared into the narrow gap in the door.
Nan Qiong Shuang's eyes were deep as she put the flute into her sleeve.
In fact, she could guess Gu Huaijin's intention in sending her to Lingjue Pavilion.
He was going down the mountain. He couldn't protect her without her. If he didn't settle her under Li Xuanbai's watchful eye, she would be eaten alive by Huide and Song Yaojie alone on the mountain.
However, she still couldn't understand. Huide asked him to go down the mountain. Was this the only way he had?
He clearly saw that she was frightened by something, but he threw away his gentlemanly manners, hugged her and tried to coax her gently, but the next day, he pushed her away again.
After hearing Huide's words, he agreed to go down the mountain to marry a wife, and even sent her a long way to keep Li Xuanbai company.
Was this obedience due to his self-control and responsibility, or was it because she... didn't matter at all?
Although what happened today was because he broke the precepts to save people and had to respond out of guilt, but the young leader of Yishan is not young anymore, and if she doesn't believe in his own marriage, he can't say a word.
She sneered, slowly closed the paper bag and put it back into her sleeve.
She knew what Li Xuanbai was here to show her today.
As for this Gu Huaijin.
When he came back, she would only stay in the mountains for about seven days.
Time was too short, she had to add fuel to the fire.
What's more, his indecisiveness and timidity are really annoying.
Well, when they meet again... don't blame her for driving him crazy.
*
During the days when Gu Zhi was not in the mountain, several cases there were said to be still being investigated in an orderly manner.
But Nan Qiongshuang knew in her heart that when she fell into the well, since Wu Dao said there was no murderer, then there was no murderer; as for Asong, he died at the hands of Wu Dao, so it would be impossible to find any loopholes, otherwise Wu Dao would have spent fifteen years in the Wangsheng Gate in vain.
After investigating the matter over and over again, she gradually let it go. After all, the only person on this mountain who really cared about her life or death was Gu Huaijin - Li Xuanbai, as he had not been tested, did not count.
She was too lazy to care and just hoped that Song Yaojie would stop bothering her with excuses.
I heard that Song Yaojie has been very busy these days. It seems that while investigating the case, she also took the initiative to undertake the renovation of the Hualongtan Underground Palace and opened the abandoned life gate.
Even Li Xuanbai has been very busy recently. It is said that the annual mountain competition will be held on the mountain soon, so he has been practicing martial arts from dawn to dusk.
It's funny. She has been in the mountains for a long time. Every time she sees Li Xuanbai, he is either jumping up and down to annoy Gu Huaijin or hiking in the mountains for fun. In such a long time, she has never seen him practicing martial arts.
Therefore, when Li Xuanbai collapsed on the Arhat bed with a sigh and told her that he could not go hiking tomorrow, she laughed so hard that the longan she was peeling between her fingers rolled off.
"Young Master Li, do you still have time to cram for exams?"
The candlelight was dim, swaying in the wind. Li Xuanbai lazily turned over and looked at her, "I'm so annoyed. My whole body aches."
She couldn't stop laughing.
It was the same when she was training hard in the Rebirth Gate. She cheated every day, and only caught up with the competition a few months before the test. She practiced hard, crying bitterly and wishing she could kneel down and slap herself in the face.
She turned a page in the storybook and asked, "How many days are left, Master Li?"
Li Xuanbai raised his index finger with his dying breath.
"A month?" she was surprised.
Li Xuanbai nodded painfully.
She burst out laughing, covering her lips and said, "Look on the bright side, there are still thirteen months left."
"What thirteen months?" He seemed truly exhausted, even blinking slowly. "One month is enough for me to win the championship. I heard that this year's loser is still outside the mountain and can't participate. Doesn't that mean the title of martial arts champion must be mine?"
Her expression suddenly darkened.
Once Gu Zhi goes down the mountain, he won’t be back for a month, so she really doesn’t have much time left.
"So?" She laughed. "What would you do if the first flower fell to someone else?"
Li Xuanbai clenched his fist and tapped the table, causing the colorful porcelain fruit plate to tremble slightly. He pointed his finger to the ground as if making an oath, "Absolutely impossible. I'll make you a bet."
"Bet?" She smiled and peeled a clear longan and handed it to him. "What's the bet?"
He weakly grasped the edge of the narrow table, sat up inch by inch with deep hatred, and took the longan. "I bet—" he pointed his finger at her, "If I win, I promise to fulfill any request, without excuses."
She smiled, opened his white jade fan in the candlelight, and waved it leisurely, "I won't." She tapped her fingers on the narrow table twice and raised her eyebrows, "You win, make me a promise and listen to me."
A pair of eyes, cunning and unpredictable, fearless.
Hearing this, Li Xuanbai glanced at her with a half-smile.
She didn't try to avoid him, but just put the fan on her chin and smiled at him.
The room was dim, the lights flickering, the two figures were reflected on the wall, only their eyes reflected a little bit of tit-for-tat sparks.
Such dim light made her eyes, lips and nose almost transparent, and her crystal-like face was dark and gorgeous.
It is so strange and beautiful, it must be either a ghost or a monster.
After a long time, Li Xuanbai sighed, spit out the longan seeds, placed them on his palm, and threw them into the small disk with a "dang" sound.
He sighed, and said lazily:
"OK."
Across the narrow table, he closed his eyes and rubbed his brows with his slender fingers helplessly, "I'm really giving you a hard time."
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