The Third Candy (End)
After staying in the Jiashi Sect for a few more days, Li Fengyi took the initiative to find the leader and said he wanted to say goodbye.
The leader looked at Li Fengyi and asked with a smile, "Are you so sure that I will let you go back alive?"
"I'm not sure. Even if you want to kill me, I'm powerless to resist." Li Fengyi said calmly, "I just think that Si Miao brought me back to Jiashi Sect to detoxify me. I have met her master, and I haven't properly talked to my master about her. It's reasonable for us to go back. Besides, I have to make a final decision about my identity."
Li Fengyi expressed his thoughts clearly.
The leader was somewhat surprised to hear Li Fengyi's words. She wasn't afraid of the Jiashi Cult being exposed. If the righteous sect dared to come, the leader was also confident that they would never return. She was just worried that Wu Simiao would be sad after being deceived.
And what Li Fengyi had said to Wu Simiao in Li Chunge before and what he said today seemed to be from the heart.
"How do you want to make a decision?" the leader asked.
"I went back this time just to explain to my master." Li Fengyi paused, "Besides, there are probably a lot of rumors about me in the martial arts world right now. Whether I'm dead or alive is up to them. But whether I'm dead or alive is not important. I can't die in the Jiashi Sect, and I can't die after Wu Simiao takes me away. So, please rest assured, I won't let this matter involve Simiao in the slightest."
"I underestimated you." The leader looked at Li Fengyi with some admiration in her eyes. She didn't say anything else. She waved her hand and let Li Fengyi and Wu Simiao leave the sect.
Wu Simiao and Li Fengyi were sitting in the carriage they came in. When they came, Li Fengyi was in pain and unconscious in the carriage, but now she was in a completely different state. She and Wu Simiao were sitting on the shaft of the carriage together, chatting while looking at the scenery.
"What did you say to my master? She let us go so easily." Wu Simiao asked with some confusion.
"He said he would take you to see my master." Li Fengyi said with a smile, "He also said he wanted to make peace with my identity."
"Break up..." Wu Simiao instantly realized what she was talking about. "You don't have to go this far. That was your master and your sect from childhood. Wouldn't you be sad if he left like that?"
"I went out to travel early, and my master's sect is not a place I must be attached to. And even if there is no master's sect, my master is still my master, so what difference does it make?" Li Fengyi said, looking at Wu Simiao's serious expression, he raised his hand to ask her to stop frowning.
"But I don't want to see you like this." Wu Simiao said softly.
"I still have you. During this time, we'll travel the world together, doing justice and doing good. When we get tired, we'll find a place to rest. When we want to settle down for a while, we'll return to the Jiashi Sect. The leader should still be willing to take me in."
"Feng Yi..." Wu Simiao murmured, her voice like a sigh, disappearing in the rumbling sound of the wheels.
They drove along like this, stopping and starting frequently, and it was quite peaceful. Along the way, Wu Simiao and Li Fengyi also heard a lot about what happened after the martial arts conference.
For example, the fact that the young leader assassinated Li Fengyi at the martial arts conference was not covered up. It was just that the person who poisoned Li Fengyi was actually the female hero Xiao from the Huanhua Sect, and the young leader was unaware of it. There was also the situation where Sect Leader Jing questioned the leader at the martial arts conference, and the leader was furious and punished the young leader and broke off their engagement. For another example, after the martial arts conference, the young leader went into seclusion and did not go out. The Huanhua Sect left in embarrassment and was ashamed to face people, while the fairy was abducted by a witch from the evil sect and her life and death are unknown.
Wu Simiao was about to release poisonous insects to kill them after hearing such nonsense, but Li Fengyi stopped her.
However, Wu Simiao still held a grudge and put laxatives in those people's tea.
Two months later, he arrived at the Yunsheng Sword Sect in the east.
Li Fengyi didn't want to make the matter known to everyone, so he didn't go through the main gate. Instead, he and Wu Simiao climbed over the wall and entered the yard under the cover of night.
The Yunsheng Sword Sect also had patrols at night. Li Fengyi was very familiar with the patrol routes and easily brought Wu Simiao to the door of Sect Leader Jing's room.
Sect Leader Jing hadn't gone to bed yet, and the lights were still on in the room. Wu Simiao held Li Fengyi's sword and leaned against the window to listen, but heard no human voice.
Just as Li Fengyi raised his hand to knock on the door, Sect Leader Jing's voice rang out from inside the house, "You're back, come in."
Li Fengyi's hand that was knocking on the door paused for a moment, then he pushed the door open, glanced at Wu Simiao, and walked into the house with her.
Sect Leader Jing was sitting at the table reading a book in the candlelight. She glanced at Li Fengyi and Wu Simiao who had walked in and put down her book. "I was wondering why there was a strange aura around you. It turned out to be the Saint."
"Master Jing." Wu Simiao greeted Master Jing formally.
"I should thank the Saint Maiden. I should have come in person to express my gratitude, but I think Sect Leader Wu probably wouldn't want to see me." Sect Leader Jing said, standing up and walking over to Li Fengyi, placing his fingertips on her wrist to feel her pulse. "The Saint Maiden has come from afar, so she's a guest. Logically, you should be treated with tea. But I think you probably don't want others to know about your visit."
"Master, to me, she is no longer a guest." Li Fengyi said this bluntly.
Sect Leader Jing was stunned, but not too surprised. She just looked at Li Fengyi and Wu Simiao with a complicated expression.
Sect Leader Jing actually had some guesses in his mind a long time ago, but he didn't expect Li Fengyi to be so open about it, which was a little unlike her.
Wu Simiao spoke at the right moment, "I heard from Feng Yi that you enjoy studying sword techniques and tasting wine. This is the sword manual I've found over the past few years. While it may not be as exquisite as the ones you've collected, it does have some unique features. As for the wine, it's not convenient to bring it in right now. I have a few jars of Drunken Spring Brew that I haven't had the chance to drink. I've hidden them in the wine cellar, and someone will deliver them to your door in a couple of days."
This saint who was so aggressive in the Wulin Alliance now treated her kindly and humbly. Sect Leader Jing naturally knew why. She also knew that Li Fengyi and Wu Simiao came here not just for this matter.
Although the children of Jianghu are unrestrained, they still have to be sensible. However, the rumors about Li Fengyi now...
Sect Leader Jing sighed. She looked at Li Fengyi and asked, "Have you made up your mind?"
Li Fengyi didn't hesitate. He lifted his clothes and knelt in front of Master Jing. "Master, I am unfilial and cannot carry the future of Yunsheng Sword Sect."
"Master won't be able to see the future of the Yunsheng Sword Sect even after a hundred years. It's best if you find your own path."
"Master..." Sect Leader Jing's words instantly made Li Fengyi's eyes red, but she still spoke softly, word by word, "Disciple, I'm here to return the sword."
Sect Leader Jing closed his eyes and nodded, looking towards Wu Simiao's arms. The Cen Shuang Sword in Wu Simiao's arms was still tightly wrapped in cloth. Since being brought into the Jiashi Sect like this, Li Fengyi has never touched this sword again.
Wu Simiao listened to Li Fengyi's words and handed the Cen Shuang Sword to Sect Leader Jing.
Sect Leader Jing took the sword, peeled off the cloth, and looked at the inscription on the sword. After a while, he said, "If it weren't for the great reputation of the Cen Shuang Sword... well, you can go."
"Master... Yunsheng Sword Sect is very busy, so I hope you take care of yourself. The road ahead is long, so I, Li Fengyi, bid you farewell." Li Fengyi said, touching the ground with his forehead and kowtowed three times to Sect Master Jing before standing up.
Wu Simiao helped Li Fengyi up and bowed to Sect Leader Jing, "Sect Leader Jing, goodbye."
Sect Leader Jing closed his eyes and nodded, and only opened his eyes when he could no longer hear the footsteps of Li Fengyi and Wu Simiao.
The window on one side of the house was open. At this time, the moon was bright, the sky was cloudless, and the stars were dotted. I think it would be worthy of the travelers.
After leaving the Yunsheng Sword Sect, Wu Simiao and Li Fengyi did not return to the Jiashi Sect. They had met each other while traveling. If Li Fengyi had not been infected by the Yin Chaofeng, they would have continued to roam the martial arts world after the martial arts conference. Now it has only been delayed for a few months before they can return to the right path.
Post station.Tea stall
"I heard that the fairy from the Yunsheng Sword Sect... was actually rescued by a witch from the Demon Cult?" People from the martial arts world sat down in scattered groups at the tea stall and chatted with each other, and their voices easily fell into the ears of Wu Simiao and Li Fengyi.
"Yes, that was Yin Chaofeng, who actually solved it."
"The Demon Cult is very adept at these things."
"Hmm?" Wu Simiao, who was sitting in a corner of the teahouse drinking tea, raised her eyebrows slightly. She and Li Fengyi exchanged a glance. "How come I became a miraculous doctor in just one month?"
Li Fengyi picked up the teacup, but smiled without saying a word.
Wu Simiao saw Li Fengyi's expression and realized something. She moved closer and asked, "Do you know what's going on?"
"Hmm..." Just as Li Fengyi was pondering, two owl calls were heard outside the tea shed.
It was already bright outside. Li Fengyi didn't find the owl's cry strange at all. Instead, he stood up, put the tea money on the table, and pulled Wu Simiao up. "Let's go."
Wu Simiao had many questions in his mind, but he still obediently followed Li Fengyi into the carriage and drove away.
Li Fengyi sat in the carriage, took out a stick of incense from his arms and lit it. The incense head with sparks stuck out of the carriage. Soon a white owl caught up, flew to the window of the carriage, and spit out a wax pill from its mouth. Li Fengyi took the pill with a handkerchief and extinguished the incense.
The owl that spit out the wax ball suddenly rose high and disappeared in the shadows of the trees and clouds.
Li Fengyi withdrew his hand, crushed the wax ball through the handkerchief, took out the letter inside, and after seeing the content of the letter, a look of understanding appeared on Li Fengyi's face.
Only Li Fengyi and Sect Leader Jing knew about this method of communication in the Yunsheng Sword Sect, and it was estimated that no one would use it again after this time.
She sat on the shaft of the cart with the letter she had just received, took the reins from Wu Simiao, and handed the letter to her.
Wu Simiao lowered her head to read the letter. The more she read, the uglier her expression became. After reading the entire letter, she snorted coldly, "Looks like someone is going to have trouble sleeping. I'll keep them awake every night too."
The first part of the letter, which was widely known in the martial arts world, stated that the fairy had been struck by Yin Chao Feng during the martial arts tournament. Fortunately, thanks to the intervention of the Demon Cult Saint, the Yin Chao Feng had been neutralized, and her life was safe. The rest of the letter addressed the circumstances surrounding Li Fengyi's poisoning. It recounted the story of the Young Alliance Leader's early involvement with Lady Xiao of the Huanhua Sect. However, Li Fengyi's fame within the martial arts world and their childhood engagement to the Young Alliance Leader were significant, and the pressure from their parents to break off the engagement made the Young Alliance Leader increasingly dissatisfied. Before the competition, the Young Alliance Leader accepted the weapon, unaware of the Yin Chao Feng taint. However, due to his actions with Lady Xiao at the martial arts tournament, the breaking of Li Fengyi's engagement with the Young Alliance Leader was less likely to be speculated.
After leaving Jiashi Sect, Wu Simiao and Li Fengyi heard a lot about the follow-up of the martial arts conference. Wu Simiao did not expect that this news was actually released by Master Jing.
Wu Simiao had an idea, and her eyes returned to the first line of the letter, "When did you tell your master about this?"
On the day they went to see Sect Leader Jing, Wu Simiao and Li Fengyi hadn't separated at all, and they had only spoken about the same things. When had this arrangement been made? Wu Simiao couldn't figure it out.
"Actually, there's no need to say it out loud. My master knows our relationship. He wouldn't let you bear those unfounded responsibilities." Li Fengyi said, "If the situation were reversed, your master would do the same."
Hearing Li Fengyi say this, Wu Simiao thought about his master's love for him and nodded, "That's true."
"Okay, your business is done. It's time to do my business." Wu Simiao said, turned his horse's head, and rode towards Xiuxi Villa.
Li Fengyi sat next to Wu Simiao. She opened her lips to say something, but finally followed Wu Simiao.
Forget it, with her by Wu Simiao's side, she won't let him go too far.
After all, she did it for me, Li Fengyi thought.
Half a month later, the weather became sunny.
The young leader, who was originally in seclusion for cultivation, was tied up and hung on the archway at the entrance of the market at the foot of the mountain.
It was a big market day that day, and the "handsome figure" of the young leader was noticed by all the people who came to the market - he was only wearing an undershirt, and his hair was sloppily tied into a slanted bun with a belt. On the undershirt was a meridian map painted with red paint, which exactly corresponded to the major key points of the martial arts practiced by the young leader.
By the time the people from Xiuxi Villa received the news and rushed down, the market entrance was already surrounded by a massive crowd. They squeezed through the crowd and were stunned by the sight of the young leader's beleaguered appearance. Besides the meridian diagram on his shirt, the words "Acting on Behalf of Heaven" were scrawled across his face in large, blood-red ink.
The same fate as the young leader was suffered by Lady Xiao from the Huanhua Sect.
After all, Lady Xiao was a woman, so Wu Simiao didn't go too far and even remembered to dress her neatly. The Huanhua Sect was far from the downtown area, so Wu Simiao hung her at the entrance to the sect and inserted a silver needle into Lady Xiao's wrist. The needle was identical to the one used by the Young Alliance Leader, minus the Yin Chaofeng.
The four words "acting on behalf of heaven" were also written on Ms. Xiao's face.
As soon as these two incidents happened, people quickly associated them with the previous martial arts conference, so the most common comment was "served it right."
As for the more important issue, due to the prestige of the Wulin Alliance Leader, that was the end of it. However, after the Young Alliance Leader and Lady Xiao were rescued, they suffered from nightmares every night and could not rest. This was a secret that no one else knew.
In the forest, the long whip in Wu Simiao's hand was tightly wrapped around the neck of the man in black, and the man's cheeks had begun to turn red and congested. The long sword in Li Fengyi's hand was also pulled out from the chest of another man in black. There were seven or eight men in black lying beside them, all of them had no breath, leaving only the one alive in Wu Simiao's hand.
"I haven't done anything good like this in a long time. I just embarrassed them, without shedding a drop of blood." Wu Simiao sneered, holding the whip, "Don't you think your leader Zhao hasn't lost face enough?"
Wu Simiao made no attempt to conceal her revenge, leaving traces that would easily reveal her guilt. She longed for the Wulin Alliance to issue a wanted notice, creating a scene of great fanfare. However, it seemed the Wulin Alliance leader also knew the dishonorable nature of the matter, so he only dared to secretly dispatch his men to hunt her down.
"Go back and tell your leader that I don't mind turning the red paint on your young leader's face into a tattoo. He knows I mean what I say." After Wu Simiao finished speaking, he released the long whip in his hand. The man in black breathed in and out vigorously. He didn't dare to stay for long and left like a fly.
"If the young leader came here in person with his men, I would think more highly of him." Li Fengyi said as he wiped the blood off the sword with the black-clothed man's clothes.
"He's very scared." Wu Simiao said sarcastically, and then she turned her gaze to Li Fengyi's sword.
Ever since returning the Cen Shuang Sword to the Yunsheng Sword Sect, Li Fengyi had no more requirements for weapons. He just randomly picked this sword from the blacksmith shop and spent only one or two taels of silver.
"Shall I change your sword?" Wu Simiao said, "I still have a few pieces of black iron. We can draw a pattern together when the time comes."
"When you first start practicing sword, you will feel that the sword has its own shape. But gradually, it doesn't matter what kind of weapon you use. I use the Cen Shuang Sword because I'm used to it. Now I have changed to something else, and my sword intent has not changed, so there is no difference." Li Fengyi shook his head.
When a person's swordsmanship reaches a certain level, the sword she uses can no longer bring her any help. The difference between swords is only the weight when used.
"But that sword is too unsuitable for you."
"I use the Cen Shuang Sword, and many people only recognize Cen Shuang Sword and don't know who I am. So how can there be any question of worthy or unworthy?"
"Then..." Wu Simiao made another decision in her mind after hearing Li Fengyi's refusal. "Okay," she said.
After Wu Simiao issued that threat, Zhao Shuangyi did not continue to send men in black.
Wu Simiao and Li Fengyi continued to drive the carriage around the world, and soon a pair of knights called the Red and White Immortals appeared in the Central Plains martial arts world.
This pair of knights defeated bandits and killed tyrants, saved the poor and helpless, and helped the poor and needy. They came and went without a trace and never left a word. What's even more amazing is that no one who has seen this pair of knights can describe their appearance. They only know that they are two women, one in red and the other in white - this is how they are called the Red and White Fairies.
Now Wu Simiao and Li Fengyi are staying in a teahouse. The teahouse is the property given to Wu Simiao by the leader. The tea picking business is good and there is a surplus every year.
Wu Simiao came here mainly to take away the black iron in the warehouse. There were three pieces of black iron in total, and one piece was enough for Wu Simiao now.
When Li Fengyi said that he didn't need a new sword, Wu Simiao thought of a new use for the black iron. If Li Fengyi didn't need a sword, she would use the black iron to make a dagger.
The people in the teahouse were all arranged by the leader, and there happened to be a blacksmith. However, Wu Simiao did not intend to let anyone else make the dagger this time. The dagger was small and would not take long to make, so Wu Simiao planned to do it himself.
The blacksmith was surprised to hear Wu Simiao's request, but he could only meet the Saint's request. However, before forging iron, the blacksmith did not forget to tell Wu Simiao: "Saint, forging iron is tiring and easy to get hurt. You must be careful."
"Don't worry, I will learn how to swing the hammer from you first, and then we will officially start after I finish drawing the pattern." Wu Simiao said.
The blacksmith didn't expect that Wu Simiao was not just talking, but actually had plans, so he stopped talking and started teaching from the basics.
When Wu Simiao was learning blacksmithing, Li Fengyi seemed to have his own things to do. He was often not in the teahouse, leaving early and returning late like Wu Simiao. Both of them had things to do, but they were able to go in and out together.
In the afternoon, Wu Simiao returned to her room and sat lazily on a chair, rubbing her shoulders. Her arms were sore from swinging the hammer for two days. Every inch of the hammer felt heavy, and it was more tiring than when she practiced martial arts.
"Boss, what dishes are the kitchen preparing tonight?" Aunt Wu walked in from outside and asked.
"You guys just cook your own meals, I'll take Feng Yi out to eat." Wu Simiao said.
Although she was so tired that she could fall asleep as soon as she touched the pillow, Wu Simiao didn't want Li Fengyi to see it, because this was a surprise she had prepared.
So when Li Fengyi came back, Wu Simiao had already adjusted her state and jumped in front of Li Fengyi with a smile, "Let's go out to eat today. There is a noodle restaurant here that is especially delicious. I'll take you there."
"good."
The day came to Qixi Festival.
Wu Simiao had never observed the Qixi Festival during his time in the Jiashi Sect. When Li Fengyi was in the Yunsheng Sword Sect, Qixi Festival wasn't about needlework, but rather martial arts competitions. Later, when Li Fengyi went on tour, he completely forgot about all festivals.
The servants in the teahouse did not celebrate the festival, but they asked the kitchen to prepare some festive food, such as snacks and crispy candies, and placed them on plates, which was quite appropriate for the occasion.
Qixi Festival is the day when the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meet. It usually rains in previous years, but this year the weather is sunny from morning to night, and there is a sparse moon and stars at night.
Wu Simiao rarely gave Li Fengyi gifts. The dagger had been made long ago and she carried it with her, but she didn't know how to start the conversation.
Just as Wu Simiao was thinking, she heard Li Fengyi say, "A Miao." As she spoke, she handed a brocade box to Wu Simiao.
Wu Simiao was a little slow to react, and let Li Fengyi pull her hand up to hold the brocade box, "Open it and take a look."
"What is this...?" Wu Simiao opened the box and saw what was inside. His expression changed from blank to surprised. "Feng Yi, you..."
Inside the box was a red tassel that could be tied to a whip, with a round pearl on the tassel, and there were also bottles and jars inlaid with gems.
"The gift for you may be a little rough." Li Fengyi has always been calm and indifferent, as if she would remain calm even if the sky fell. But now, seeing Wu Simiao pick up a porcelain bottle and look at it, a rare expression of nervousness and anxiety appeared on her face.
The porcelain bottles are made of black glaze, and each bottle is painted with insects with different patterns using silver ink. The lids are inlaid with gems of different colors according to the different patterns.
"This, was done by you? You have been doing this these days?" Wu Simiao's heart suddenly felt sore and weak.
"You brought me back to the Jiashi Religion and detoxified me. It was also because of me that I suffered so much. These things are not even one-tenth of what you have done for me. I know these are far from enough. But I will do my best to treat you well." Li Fengyi said, taking Wu Simiao's hand and placing it on his heart. Wu Simiao could feel Li Fengyi's heartbeat getting faster and faster.
Li Fengyi looked into Wu Simiao's eyes. She slowly approached Wu Simiao and placed a kiss on his lips. Li Fengyi pressed her forehead against Wu Simiao's and said seriously, "I am willing to plant the love Gu..."
Wu Simiao didn't let Li Fengyi finish his words. She tilted her head slightly and blocked Li Fengyi's unfinished words with her lips.
The two kissed for a long time, and even their breathing became rapid.
Wu Simiao and Li Fengyi slowly separated. Wu Simiao looked at the red lips of the person in front of her with a helpless expression, "You make my gift look so shabby."
"You have something to give me too?" Li Fengyi said in surprise.
Wu Simiao nodded and took out a dagger from his arms.
Li Fengyi took the exquisite dagger handed to him by Wu Simiao, and felt her body temperature on his palm.
"My hands are not that dexterous, but this dagger can be sharpened and used to kill people with blood," said Wu Simiao.
"I can't bear to touch it." Li Fengyi said softly. The dagger was made of black iron. The handle and scabbard were carved with delicate patterns. The curved lines just fit Li Fengyi's hand. Such a thing could not be made without careful work.
Practicing martial arts is not like forging iron. No wonder Wu Simiao didn't let him touch her for a while.
Li Fengyi's eyes were so soft that they seemed to be dripping with tears, and his heart felt a little bitter. "I still made you suffer."
"I originally wanted to make a sword for you, but you didn't want it, so I only have the dagger left." Wu Simiao rubbed Li Fengyi's cheek and said with a smile.
"That's enough."
The next day, the weather was sunny and cloudless, and two people rode away from the teahouse on horseback.
The horses galloped along the official road, and the breeze blew up the corners of the clothes of the people on horseback.
The two men, one with a black-glazed porcelain hanging from his waist and the other with a dagger hanging from his waist, ran towards the sunlight, one in red and one in white.
【-end-】
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