Chapter 78: Blue Moonlight (Part 7)
Holding the umbrella under his neck, Chen Wenjian helped Su Lanshan to his feet. He reached out his slightly trembling hand and felt his breath. Feeling the faint breeze brushing against his fingertips, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Fortunately, I'm still breathing."
Chen Wenjian took off his coat and covered Su Lanshan's head with it. He held the umbrella in one hand and held him with the other hand. He stood up steadily and returned the same way.
The gentleman was injured, and he didn't bother to look for anything related to Bai Yueguang. He just wanted to go home as soon as possible to check on his injuries.
Chen Yunli fell on Su Lanshan's shoulder, touching the slightly beating pulse on the side of his neck, and was also worried and anxious.
Fortunately, Chen Wenjian took note of the road conditions, and the return journey was much faster than the outward journey. When they rushed back to the bamboo house, Su Lanshan's barely hanging on was still breathing.
By the time I helped Su Lanshan treat her wound and changed her into clean clothes, nearly half an hour had passed.
The man is still unconscious, but his breathing has stabilized a lot. I just don't know if such a serious injury to the back of his head will leave him with irreversible sequelae.
Chen Yunli stayed at the edge of the basin, watching Chen Wenjian wring out a hot towel to wipe Su Lanshan's cold cheeks and hands.
He frowned and said, "Sir, you are seriously injured. The medicine I have can only treat superficial wounds. I will need to call a doctor tomorrow to treat you."
Chen Yunli flapped his wings and angrily said, "His injury was undoubtedly caused by the Lu family's grandfather and grandson. They killed someone just to cheat, and the person they killed was their own mentor. They even had the heart to leave his body exposed by the river. How heartless!"
"As for the murderer, you'll have your own story when you wake up. If it was really Lu Heng who did it, the teachers in the academy will not let him off."
Chen Wenjian put down the towel and tucked the corner of the quilt for Su Lanshan. The candlelight flickered in his eyes, but it was cold and terrifying.
Seeing that he looked unhappy, Chen Yunli flew towards him and rubbed his cheek comfortingly.
He asked, "Mr. Su is the chief examiner for this exam. Now that he's injured like this, he won't be able to invigilate tomorrow. Should we inform the other professors in advance?"
"As it should be." Chen Wenjian touched Chen Yunli's tentacles, his expression and tone softening. "Mr. Zhu Fang lives in the academy and is one of the two deputy examiners. I'll go tell her right away. I'll also tell her about Lu Heng's plan to cheat."
Zhu Fang was the female teacher who gave morning lessons to Chen Wenjian and other disciples on the day Chen Yunli first entered the academy. She was gentle, smart, and fair, and she and Su Lanshan were friends who were more than just acquaintances.
"Do you want me to go with you?" Chen Yunli asked.
"No, you stay and look after Mr. Gu Su. I'll be back soon."
Chen Wenjian carried him to the bedside, picked up the lantern and umbrella, and before leaving, he seemed to remember something and turned back and said, "Mr. Su's clothes and accessories are all on the table. Can you help me find which one is related to Yun Li?"
Chen Yunli was stunned for a moment, then quickly agreed after he realized what was happening.
He flew to the window and watched Chen Wenjian's figure disappear at the intersection leading up the mountain before turning back.
Su Lanshan was in a deep sleep, but his condition was stable. Chen Yunli confirmed that his injury would not relapse for the time being, so he stopped beside the clothes he had taken off and sensed them one by one.
The clothes, shoes, and socks definitely weren't it, the hair crown wasn't it, the waist belt and the jade pendant hanging on it weren't it...
Huh? What is this?
Chen Yunli's heartstrings trembled slightly, as if he had sensed something, and he unknowingly dug out a small object buried under his coat.
It was a jade knife, as long as a palm and as wide as two fingers, without a sheath or blade. It was not made of top-quality jade, but it was polished to be extremely smooth and delicate.
The blade of the jade knife is smooth, and six tiny words are engraved on the handle: An Unknown Swordsman in History.
The handwriting is not very good-looking, which shows that the sculptor's craftsmanship is average, but from the treatment of line details, it can be seen that he was very attentive.
It's like a handmade gift, simple and unadorned, yet filled with deep affection.
That's it.
A voice in his heart told Chen Yunli, and he thought about it carefully, and finally flew to the six engravings on the hilt.
To be precise, it is these six words.
…
"...That's what's going on. Mr. Lao will be invigilating for Mr. Su tomorrow, and he'll also be keeping an eye on Lu Heng while he's marking the papers."
In the elegantly decorated room, Chen Wenjian explained the whole story to Zhu Fang through the screen. The noisy sound of rain made his words even more absurd and disturbing.
Zhu Fang walked out from behind the screen, holding a scroll of bamboo slips in her hand. The bamboo slips had been deformed by her tightened fingers.
Her face was as gloomy as water. "I already understand this matter and will investigate it myself. How is Senior Brother Su now? Is he seriously injured?"
"The master suffered a severe blunt force injury to the back of his head. When I was applying medicine to him, I found a fragment of an inkstone in his hair. That must be the weapon that injured him."
Chen Wenjian paused and said tactfully, "If it was really Lu Heng who did this, he injured you and then dumped you by the river. He was determined to kill you. I'm afraid his mind is twisted and beyond redemption. If you, Mr. Zhu Fang, want to seek his help, please... don't go alone."
Hearing this, Zhu Fang smiled slightly and put the bamboo slips back high on the bookshelf.
The wide sleeves slid down, revealing her slender arms. The muscles that bulged and appeared faintly as she moved were not strong, but full of strength.
"Don't worry." She said calmly, "I'm not a weak scholar like Senior Brother Su. Back when I was traveling alone around the world, catching bandits in the mountains and plains for rewards as travel expenses, that brat was still a baby."
Chen Wenjian: “…”
Awesome sir!
"Go back and rest. It's raining so hard, be careful on the road."
Zhu Fang took down a candle from the candlestick and replaced it with the half-burnt candle in Chen Wenjian's lantern.
"No matter who the murderer is, I will avenge Senior Brother Su with interest!"
Chen Wenjian bowed and said, "Thank you, sir. I'll take my leave."
…
It was already late at night when Chen Wenjian returned to the bamboo house in the rain. Chen Yunli was dozing off on the jade sword. When he heard footsteps, he immediately woke up and pounced on him.
"How is it? Did it go well?"
Chen Wenjian gently held him in his arms, suppressing the fatigue from the continuous journey and said, "Well, Mr. Zhu Fang has taken over this matter. We just have to wait and see the results. By the way, have you found the thing that made you feel something?"
"I found it. It's this." Chen Yunli guided him to pick up the jade knife. "To be more precise, it's the six words on the hilt. Do you think it has anything to do with your Yunli?"
When the name "Yunli" was mentioned again, Chen Yunli felt a natural sense of numbness.
Chen Wenjian didn't notice this. He curled his four fingers around the jade knife, and his thumb pressed right on the six words on the handle. He rubbed it lightly with his fingertips and realized something was wrong.
"There's nothing underneath the jade knife. The mechanism to unlock it lies within these six words."
As he spoke, he pressed the inscription on the handle with a little force. He didn't know which line he touched, but the blade instantly fell off the base of the handle and was about to fall to the ground.
Chen Yunli rushed over quickly and hugged her, and as his body sank, he was also dragged into a free fall.
Fortunately, with his buffer, Chen Wenjian reacted in time and caught him and the blade together.
"Are you okay?" Chen Wenjian casually put down the separated handle and blade and nervously checked Chen Yunli's condition. "Are you scratched?"
"No, no, the Jade Knife has no edge, don't worry."
Chen Yunli rolled over in his palm, flapped his wings, and flew into the air again with great energy, still full of vitality.
"Look what's inside!"
"You, next time you encounter this kind of situation, you don't have to force it. If it breaks, I will apologize to the gentleman."
Chen Wenjian poked his tentacles with a stern face, and waited for him to mumble a response before picking up the jade knife again.
After a careful inspection, Chen Yunli discovered that what Chen Wenjian had just said was inappropriate. The blade was solid and was indeed made from a whole piece of jade. Only the handle was hollowed out, and a thin roll of cloth was hidden inside.
The cloth was made of gold threads and had been kept there for who knows how long, yet it looked as new as ever.
When Chen Wenjian unfolded the letter, he saw a small portrait made of silver thread on it.
She has long eyebrows, peach-like eyes, a straight nose, thin lips, and delicate features.
It is a very handsome face. It is not stunning at first glance, but there are almost no flaws to be found.
There is a row of messy words next to the small statue: I miss you so much no matter how far away you are.
Chen Yunli suddenly widened his eyes: Oh... this face looks so familiar.
"This is……"
Chen Wenjian's eyes flickered, his hands holding the cloth trembled slightly, his emotions fluctuated violently, but he couldn't tell which emotion was more important.
He clearly already had an answer in his mind, but he still couldn't help but look at Chen Yunli, wanting to get confirmation from him.
But when Chen Yunli recognized that face, his whole body went numb—his scalp was numb with embarrassment.
What should he say? What could he say?
It's said that this face once belonged to me, but unfortunately, I'm only the original form now, so you can't see it. And since I can sense this small portrait, it means the person above is most likely the white moonlight in your heart... the small portrait of Yun Li, who shares my name?
No, if he thought of one more word, he would dig out a Songfeng Academy from the ground with his toes.
"Uh..." Chen Yunli asked back, "Who do you think this statue is?"
"I think..."
Chen Wenjian paused for a moment, his eyes moving meaningfully around him several times: "The person up there looks like you."
Chen Yunli: “?”
He asked in panic, "What? Why do you feel that way?"
"I've seen you in human form in my dream. The person in the small statue looks similar to you, but he's dressed more simply, and there aren't so many fancy decorations on his shirt." Chen Wenjian said with a smile, becoming more and more certain.
"...I'm a butterfly, so what if I'm a little fancy?" Chen Yunli crossed his wings. "I know what you're thinking. Give up. I can't look like that in real life, so I can't confirm it for you!"
"If you can't change it in reality, then come into my dream again." Chen Wenjian said gently but firmly, "Dream-making is your innate ability. Don't tell me you can't use it."
It's really annoying to deal with smart people. He himself doesn't even remember his talent for dream creation, but Chen Wenjian is more familiar with it than him.
Fortunately, he had a plan. Chen Yunli had a way to get over the wall. If he couldn't avoid the fact that he "looked the same as Bai Yueguang", he had his own way of defending himself.
Thinking of this, Chen Yunli turned around, and silver dust fell from Chen Wenjian's head, bringing him into a dream in an instant.
It was still the dream space where black and white blended together, but the originally messy ink marks had become neater. One could see that the lines had become regular, and the frequency and rhythm of the flow had also become much lighter.
The rain in the dream stopped, but a river appeared under my feet. Chen Wenjian came by boat, and wherever he passed, there were swaying ink lotus flowers.
The boat stopped in front of Chen Yunli. Chen Wenjian lowered his head and looked at him. There were violent ripples in his eyes, and the calm river surface began to roll.
"you……"
Chen Yunli walked on the mirror-like water surface, and ripples spread out in circles from under his feet.
He looked down and saw the person reflected in the water. He was wearing a green shirt, with blue-green vines entwined in the intricate hem, cuffs and lapels, intertwining and tangling a handful of long hair that hung down in front of his chest.
The exquisite and gorgeous ornaments are pinned on the temples, close to the earlobes, with tassels of different lengths and highs hanging on the sides. With a slight movement, they reflect colorful light.
...What kind of appearance did the system design for him?
Chen Yunli took a deep breath. Chen Wenjian's gaze was so strong that he couldn't ignore it, so he could only take the initiative to meet it.
"That little portrait... probably belongs to Yunli. As for why it appeared in the jade knife that Mr. Su always carries with him, you'll have to wait until he wakes up before asking him."
Chen Wenjian asked slowly: "So?"
"I was born from historical records related to him. Fate has its own plan. It's not surprising that I transformed into his appearance." Chen Yunli put his hands on his hips and raised his head, speaking with confidence. "What do you think?"
Chen Wenjian was stunned for a long time, then suddenly chuckled.
"Heh...hahahaha...fate has its own arrangements. Good, good, what a good arrangement."
Chen Yun turned away with a look of relief.
He really didn't mean to lie, but Bai Yueguang's story would most likely begin in the next link, and he didn't know it now. He couldn't just claim it without any evidence, right?
Chen Yunli was lost in thought when the dream space beneath him suddenly collapsed and dissipated. He turned back into a butterfly, and Chen Wenjian opened his eyes in front of him.
Chen Wenjian stuffed the small statue back into the hilt, restored the jade knife, and put it back in its original place.
"Are you... okay?" Chen Yunli looked at his expression cautiously.
"It's okay, I'm very happy." Chen Wenjian smiled brightly, indeed full of joy, without any reluctance.
He opened his palm towards Chen Yunli and said, "I'm sorry to have to ask you to sleep on the floor with me tonight. Come, let's get some rest."
Chen Yunli asked hesitantly, "Are you really okay?"
Chen Wenjian had no choice but to grab him into his palm.
"sleep."
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