Chapter 10: Going Down the Mountain

Han Jing returned to his residence in despair. He tossed and turned in bed at night, feeling extremely worried.

He had been here for three years and could feel the sincerity of his master. It was one thing to secretly help his adoptive father, but it was another to watch his second senior brother and eldest nephew die without helping them.

They both look mature and steady on weekdays, but unexpectedly, each one is more outrageous than the other.

It seems necessary to do something to divert the godfather's attention.

My adoptive father is pretending to be crazy and is under strict supervision by my second senior brother, so he cannot contact anyone from outside. But he is different. He can come and go in Yuding Villa at will. As long as we add more fuel to the fire, there is no need to worry that my second senior brother will not hand over my adoptive father.

Han Jing did not sleep all night and got up early the next day. He changed into neat clothes as he usually did when he went to the brothel and left the villa with a frivolous smile.

"Which acupuncture point is the meeting point of the three yang meridians of the hands and feet and the governing meridian? If it is hit, it will cause unconsciousness."

Shen Yingxue pointed at the center of her eyebrows.

Jiang Hanfeng's voice remained calm: "After being pressed, I became aphasic, dizzy, and unconscious. Which acupuncture point is this?"

Shen Yingxue pondered for a moment and touched the back of her neck.

Jiang Hanfeng was like an emotionless machine asking questions: "Which acupuncture point will cause blood stagnation and dizziness after being hit?"

Shen Yingxue: “…”

Shen Yingxue was annoyed, blinked at him, stood up from her seat as if she hadn't heard him, stretched her back, and said to herself: "Let's play a martial arts movie today."

Jiang Hanfeng is definitely not a qualified questioner! The symptoms after those acupoints are so similar, and some of them overlap. Who knows which one he is talking about? Shen Yingxue thinks Jiang Hanfeng should reflect on himself.

Shen Yingxue is like a cat, with very poor obedience. It's okay at the beginning, but she will get bored after learning for a long time.

Shen Yingxue had her back to him, her head swaying back and forth. She didn't look as majestic and cool as she did when they were fighting, but she was still very cute.

Jiang Hanfeng said helplessly: "Let's stop here today. There's no need to be petty. I won't make things difficult for you."

Shen Yingxue started watching the movie and said without turning her head, "You are the one who is being petty."

Jiang Hanfeng didn't want to get angry with a madman. He had never been so close to anyone before. When facing Shen Yingxue, he couldn't help but talk to him. Even if they just chatted for a few words, he would feel at ease.

Maybe he had been talking about Shen Yingxue for too long. It was a pity that Shen Yingxue was not in a normal state at the moment, otherwise they would have definitely drunk and talked happily, speaking freely and having a great time.

"Let me take you out for a walk." Jiang Hanfeng said.

Shen Yingxue has lived here for more than a month. Every day, he would either be in a daze or speak incoherently in words that he couldn't understand. Jiang Zhiyi said that Shen Yingxue could see some hallucinations and his world was different from that of ordinary people.

Jiang Hanfeng knew a little about medicine, and knew that it would be no good for him to leave him alone. However, due to his special status, it was not convenient for him to move around in the villa. Until now, Jiang Hanfeng suddenly had an idea and thought that he could take him out for a walk.

Shen Yingxue has been very obedient these past few days, and has no violent tendencies. Even when she is in a bad mood, she is sad alone and rarely loses control completely.

Shen Yingxue just read the beginning and didn't pay attention to what Jiang Hanfeng said.

Jiang Hanfeng walked forward, ignoring Shen Yingxue's wishes, and pulled him up, "Go change your clothes first... There are many people in the martial arts world who know your appearance, so you have to cover it up to avoid causing any disputes."

As for Jiang Hanfeng himself, his daily life was very regular. Apart from enlightenment, he practiced swordsmanship. Only a few senior executives knew him, so there was no need to hide too much.

Jiang Hanfeng changed Shen Yingxue's clothes. Seeing that he was still staring blankly ahead, not knowing what he was thinking, he reached out to adjust his hair crown, then found a mask and put it on his face.

"Han Jing bought this at the Lantern Festival temple fair a few years ago. Now it can be used for a purpose." The mask covered the upper half of Shen Yingxue's face, revealing his delicate chin and hollow eyes.

The look in his eyes now is nothing like before. If there weren't many people outside who knew that Shen Yingxue was crazy, even without the mask, it would be hard to associate him with the leader of the Demon Cult just based on his temperament.

Shen Yingxue changed into Jiang Hanfeng's white clothes with green bamboo leaves embroidered on the cuffs. The red mask had intricate patterns of gold and black interwoven. He was fair-skinned and tall, and even with his face covered, he could still be seen as a handsome man, though his movements were a little hesitant, as if he had been injured.

When Jiang Hanfeng took Shen Yingxue away, the Yuding disciples who didn't know the truth cast curious glances at him. Some of the brave ones bowed in front of him and asked him politely, "Second Master, is this your guest?"

Jiang Hanfeng had a cold expression and simply ignored him.

Yuding Villa is located in the rich northwest area, and it is only two hours' walk from the center. The villa is indeed built on the mountain. After going down the mountain, you can see a wide road, connected by several small roads leading to nearby villages.

Jiang Hanfeng did not ride a horse, nor did he ask anyone to prepare a carriage. He just walked with Shen Yingxue, slowly moving forward.

There were pedestrians on the road, all of them were residents from nearby villages, and a few servants from the mountain manor. A few of them recognized Jiang Hanfeng and greeted him from a distance.

Shen Yingxue couldn't bear to watch the TV show anymore, so she turned it off and looked around.

"I once thought about inviting you to come over for a sword fight and a discussion, but our status is different, so it's never appropriate." Jiang Hanfeng noticed that Shen Yingxue had come back to her senses and wanted to chat with him again. He spoke in a flat tone, as if he was just saying it casually, "I thought we would fight to the death when we met, and there would be no time for a calm communication. I didn't expect you to show mercy to me and not take my life."

"Why don't I remember?" Shen Yingxue was very curious about the past. So far, the only memory he had of the original owner was the young man sitting in front of the waterside pavilion with a gorgeous scabbard in his hand. Thinking of this, Shen Yingxue paused, "Where is my scabbard?"

"It's in my room." Jiang Hanfeng soothed, "It's safe there, it won't get lost. You'll be able to see it when we come back, don't worry."

"I'm just asking casually. You don't have to coax me like a child." After Shen Yingxue finished speaking, she looked at Jiang Hanfeng and herself inconspicuously. Only then did he notice that there was a hard object stuck on his face. It seemed that he had worn it for too long and didn't feel cool.

Shen Yingxue raised her hand and touched it.

"Don't take it off." Jiang Hanfeng said, "If you feel uncomfortable, we can buy a suitable one when we get to the town. You can't take it off now."

"Oh." Shen Yingxue finished speaking and urged him: "You haven't told me how I let you go."

He actually didn't know the name of the person in front of him, and the same went for his face. Sometimes it was very clear, sometimes it was blurry, and sometimes it would be blurred into something else like the lotus, and even his voice might change.

The only thing that could confirm his identity was the original owner's miraculous intuition.

Shen Yingxue knew very well that this person was his new guardian, that he had no ill intentions and was more reliable than his adopted son. He was someone he could rely on, so he was more casual when speaking to him.

Jiang Hanfeng was very happy that Shen Yingxue took the initiative to ask about this. He recounted the scene of the righteous sect besieging the Demon Sect six years ago, and told Shen Yingxue about her state and his own psychological activities. Shen Yingxue exclaimed in admiration: "I didn't expect that I was so powerful before..."

The next moment, a very strong emotion suddenly arose in his heart.

That emotion did not belong to Shen Yingxue. It seemed to come from deep within this body. It was very strong. Even without words or other things to express it, Shen Yingxue could feel the deep meaning here.

The situation at that time was not as Jiang Hanfeng described.

"Did you remember it?" Jiang Hanfeng saw Shen Yingxue stop and asked expectantly.

"It's very strange." Shen Yingxue said, "Sometimes I feel you are very familiar, as if I have seen you somewhere before, and sometimes you seem very strange to me."

“When did it feel familiar?”

"Scabbard...you, you look like that person..." Shen Yingxue said intermittently.

"Is it Zhiyi?"

Jiang Hanfeng and Jiang Zhiyi have the same surname, but they have no blood relationship at all, and they don't look alike. But what a madman sees may be different from what ordinary people see.

Jiang Hanfeng sighed in his heart. It seemed that Shen Yingxue was still more impressed with Jiang Zhiyi, and even he seemed like Jiang Zhiyi's substitute.

Shen Yingxue frowned and thought for a while, "Who is Zhiyi?"

Jiang Hanfeng curled the corners of his mouth imperceptibly.

He didn't want to answer Shen Yingxue, so he raised his hand and touched his hair. "Do you want to go see the flowers or watch magic? If you want to watch a show, there's a good place to go."

"Let's watch a play." If the play is not good, you can still watch TV quietly.

They walked along the main road and entered the city. Jiang Hanfeng grew up in Yuding Villa and was very familiar with this place. He took Shen Yingxue through a small alley and came to the bustling street market.

He was afraid that Shen Yingxue would get lost, so he held his hand tightly. Shen Yingxue felt as if she had returned to the time when she was with her last guardian, and was a little confused about who the person in front of her was.

He was a little panicked.

If he cannot dispel the doubts of the right path and justify this identity, will he have to live with the mosaic forever? It is daunting to think about a life without self and unable to take care of oneself.

Shen Yingxue was just lost in thought when someone patted his shoulder. He came to his senses, turned around and looked back, and saw a robot cat in a light yellow robe standing in front of him.

Shen Yingxue immediately put her worries behind her and narrowed her eyes. "It's you."

The robot cat was overjoyed: "It's really you? I've been looking for you for a long time!"

Jiang Hanfeng also looked over, his face as cold as ice: "Who are you?"

The robot cat's eyes passed over the two people's intertwined fingers, with a tough attitude and no concessions. "Who are you? Why are you with my master?"

Jiang Hanfeng suddenly thought of something, and his cold expression was filled with disgust and aversion. "Are you the traitor who betrayed your master? You call Yingxue your master, but you should also see if Yingxue is willing to be your master."