Chapter 79 World 4 (6)
When Bao Shan pushed open the courtyard door, Xie Wenying was wiping the blade of his sword with a dark cloth. The cloth looked old and seemed to be the same color as the bandages Xie Wenying wore on his arms during martial arts training. The stone bench Xie Wenying sat on was small and exquisite, while his figure was upright, like a pine or cypress, and he seemed to be huddled in the narrow space, looking a bit out of place.
Xie Wenying heard the sound and looked in the direction it came from. The first thing she saw was dark hair, drooping lightly like willow branches sprouting in early spring. Baoshan gently raised her eyes, revealing long, slightly curled lashes and sparkling eyes. Xie Wenying was so fixed on those watery eyes that her heartbeat suddenly slowed down a few beats. She stared at the soft black hair in a daze.
Such soft, beautiful hair should be carefully nurtured, adorned with gold and jade, to be truly worthy of its beauty. However, amidst the three thousand strands of precious fan's black hair, not even a hint of gold or jade jewelry, not even a hint of vibrant color, only a slender peachwood branch inserted diagonally. While it appears exceptionally elegant, it is inevitably too bland.
Upon learning that Xie Wenying was leaving the mountain, Baoshan's eyes, once filled with joy, suddenly lost their luster. Although she tried her best to conceal her disappointment, her slightly drooped brows still revealed her melancholy.
Bao Shan's crow-feather eyelashes fluttered slightly as she softly instructed Xie Wenying, "...Senior Brother Wenying, be careful along the way."
The rest of the words were impossible to utter.
After all, she and Xie Wenying had only met a few times at Yunning Peak. In Xie Wenying's heart, she was probably not as good as her familiar fellow apprentices.
Xie Wenying couldn't explain how he felt. Since arriving at Yunning Peak, he had gone down the mountain for training quite a few times. When he was young and left Yunning Peak for the first time, his master still missed him and gave him careful instructions. Later, he became the eldest senior brother on the mountain of Yunning Peak, and when he went down the mountain again, he no longer received so much care and concern.
After all, he has martial arts skills, so nothing will happen to him.
But now, when Xie Wenying heard the gentle and soft advice again, she felt the tips of her ears getting hot and soft, just like the first time.
But when Xie Wenying thought that such earnest instructions came from a sixteen-year-old girl, she couldn't help but laugh.
As the cold wind blew, Baoshan covered her mouth with a handkerchief and coughed softly a few times. Her already fair skin became even more crystal clear and fragile, as if it had melted into the snow on the ground.
Xie Wenying took a few steps closer to her and asked, "Can you use the medicine?"
He remembered that there was a porcelain bottle of pills in the bag that Baoshan brought to Yun Ningfeng.
Bao Shan was stunned for a moment, then shook her head gently, her soft hair flying everywhere as she moved.
The peachwood branch was short to begin with, and once the hair was untied, it became even harder to hold it in place. The previously tied bun unfurled, and the branch fell to the snow with a thud. Baoshan leaned over to pick it up, but Xie Wenying was one step ahead, having already snatched it up in her palm.
He lowered his head and looked at the palm of the treasure fan. It was too white, and the blue blood veins were faintly visible.
Xie Wenying put the peach wood branch stained with snow water back into Baoshan's palm, and their skin inevitably touched each other.
It was as smooth as the finest white jade, yet with a chilly edge. The instant they touched, my heart skipped a beat. Xie Wenying frowned and asked, "Are your hands so cold?"
Bao Shan seemed to have gotten used to it and said softly, "It's just an old ailment... These minor illnesses don't require medicine."
Her voice was so soft that it seemed as if it could be blown away by the wind.
Bao Shan clenched the peachwood branch, her soft palms stained with a few drops of icy snow water. She thought to herself: If I had taken medicine just because I was cold, I would have become a medicine jar long ago, not even needing to eat every day. I would only need to take pills of various sizes to fill my stomach.
Xie Wenying obviously understood her implication. He frowned, untied his cloak after a moment, and draped it over Baoshan's slender shoulders.
Xie Wenying waved his warm palm in front of Baoshan's eyes. He casually tied the laces and sighed, "It's a little cold today."
The precious fan trembled slightly, and there were shimmering lights in the eyes.
It wasn't until Xie Wenying left and his figure gradually faded away that she called out, "When will you be back, Senior Brother?"
"By then, a white crane will deliver the message in advance."
Bao Shan tightened her grip around the ties in her hand. Her cloak still held the warmth of Xie Wenying, like the rising sun in winter, warming her whole body. She spoke softly, her eyes trembling slightly, "Can I come pick you up when Senior Brother Wenying returns?"
Xie Wenying was slightly startled, then nodded gently and said, "Of course."
There seemed to be a glimmer of light in Baoshan's eyes, and the bright joy made Xie Wenying a little overwhelmed.
"Then Senior Brother Wenying must come back soon."
Watching Xie Wenying's figure gradually disappear in the white snow, Bao Shan finally withdrew his gaze, returned to the house, and lit the red, sparking charcoal. Soon, the room was bathed in warmth, and Bao Shan's slightly stiff body gradually returned to normal.
If you want to get into a man's heart, you can't just worry about him secretly.
The only way is to express this concern openly and show it in the sun, and turn your concern into a man's concern.
Today, Baoshan is worried about Xie Wenying and is waiting for his return at Yunning Peak.
After Xie Wenying came down the mountain, he was busy with nothing but fighting violence and helping the weak. He thought the world was so boring.
Moreover, someone like Xie Wenying, who has seen a lot of human indifference, will become as cold-hearted as iron.
When you are overwhelmed with many things and fall asleep bored, you will inevitably have a lot of thoughts and toss and turn when you think of a delicate and beautiful woman who is worrying about you.
By then, the one he was worried about was not the precious fan, but Xie Wenying.
Bao Shan sat on the couch, covering her legs with Xie Wenying's cloak. The warmth from her legs made her sigh: The Great Luck One is truly different. Any ordinary man, even the most steadfast, would have pulled her into his arms the moment she felt cold, and even then, he would have uttered obscene words like, "Since you're cold, let me warm you up," "Is it cold out here? Why am I so horny? Come and touch me if you don't believe me." Only a gentleman like the Great Luck One would resort to the foolish method of untying the cloak.
After leaving Yunning Peak, Xie Wenying first went to the nearby town to solve the urgent problem of banditry.
He has always been straightforward in his thinking and decisive in his actions. He never bothers to think of any clever tricks or schemes to make the bandits surrender.
Xie Wenying followed the townspeople's advice, picked up his sword, and went to the place where the bandits gathered.
He was alone with only one sword, facing the vicious bandits who were described by the townspeople as "doing all kinds of evil" and "full of crimes", but he was not moved at all and only wanted to end the battle quickly.
The long sword flashed a bright white light. When Xie Wenying stopped again, the blade was already stained with blood. Blood beads gathered at the tip of the sword and then fell to the ground with a plop.
His long eyebrows were slightly tightened, and there was no fluctuation on his face, but in the eyes of the bandits, he looked like a deadly Shura.
If the many disciples of Yun Ning Peak were here and saw this scene, they would definitely not be able to tell that the swordsman before them, who treated life and death as nothing, was their senior brother from Yun Ning Peak—
The eldest senior brother who is obsessed with martial arts but not too harsh on his disciples.
As time passed, the sun changed from orange to dark red.
Only after hearing what he wanted did Xie Wenying put away his sword, stand up and walk out.
The sun was setting in the west, and the slightly round sun with a faint orange glow was about to fall completely behind the mountain. The dark red sunlight was scattered on Xie Wenying's body, making his figure very long and thin. He didn't look like a person, but more like a sword.
A cold, emotionless long sword.
Xie Wenying called the townspeople who had been waiting outside the door and had never shown up, and told them that the matter was resolved and that they could tie up the remaining bandits and send them to the authorities.
If it were any disciple on Yunning Peak, even if they had justice in their hearts.
But when faced with the townspeople pushing him out, while they hid behind him and refused to even lend a helping hand, he would definitely feel depressed, or even resentful, and reflect on whether he had done the right thing: he helped the townspeople so much, but the townspeople were so indifferent, was it wrong?
Despite the numerous bandit problems, it was natural for the townspeople to be afraid. However, this was too heartless. By simply standing by and watching, were they treating the Yun Ning Peak disciples as mere tools to eliminate the bandit problem?
But Xie Wenying wouldn't do that. He didn't think there was anything wrong if the townspeople didn't help him.
A useless person will only get in the way, so how can you help him?
Xie Wenying felt that this was just right. He eliminated the banditry and the townspeople found peace.
It was only when the townspeople opened the gate and saw the tragic scene before them.
His heart suddenly started beating wildly. He walked up to Xie Wenying and asked him anxiously if he wanted to stay and rest for a while.
Xie Wenying noticed the fear in the townspeople's eyes and was curious. But he didn't ask, only saying, "No need."
Xie Wenying left the small town and went to another small town, which was very busy and bustling with traffic.
Xie Wenying stopped for a long time in front of a stall displaying a wide variety of hairpins and selected a jade hairpin for Qu Linglong. The vendor carefully put the hairpin away and placed it in a box.
Xie Wenying picked up a white peach and mutton-fat jade hairpin, her eyes slightly fixed.
This jade hairpin looks like a freshly ripe peach, with a pink and red skin and a juicy and delicious inside.
Below the white peach, there are two small bells strung together with a silver bead chain, which jingle when shaken.
Xie Wenying held the white peach-colored jade hairpin and, for some reason, suddenly thought of the precious fan on Yunning Peak. Her complexion was as white as snow, unlike the white peach. But the rosy hue on her cheeks perfectly resembled the small, lovely white peach.
Xie Wenying thought of the peach wood branch that was tainted with coolness.
Compared with her cloud-like hair, it is too rough and simple.
Xie Wenying bought the white peach and mutton-fat jade hairpin and asked the vendor to put it in a box.
In addition to the bandit problem, Xie Wenying did not return to Yunning Peak immediately. He still had to wait for the selection of fellow disciples for training.
Xie Wenying arrived at the agreed location. A breeze blew over him. He looked into the distance and saw three or four figures walking towards him together.
Those people also noticed Xie Wenying's figure and their pace obviously quickened. Before they even reached Xie Wenying, they called out loudly, "Big Brother, long time no see."
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