Chapter 56: Smoke rose from the ancestral grave. The girl took good care of me...
Qing Guiyu turned around, pulled out a bamboo flute from his side, and was about to rush downstairs.
But as soon as she moved, the cold golden wire wrapped around her body instantly tightened. The wire blades seemed slender and fragile, but they were covered with powerful internal energy, locking her firmly in place. Even the circulation of her internal energy was blocked by the cold energy.
She turned around suddenly and looked at him angrily.
Young Master Jin Sheng remained leaning against the door, the blood at the corner of his lips drying slightly. The clamor of swordplay downstairs seemed blocked by an invisible barrier. His gaze rested heavily on her face, which was now more vivid with anxiety and anger.
"Miss Qing," he said, his voice still gentle, "You know this injury is on your left shoulder. If you use your internal energy any more, you might damage the tendons. Your future acupuncture and qigong exercises will be affected."
He paused, his eyes sweeping over her body. "Besides, those people down there aren't necessarily all that kind. Xinglinwu has been coveting Yaowang Valley's foundation for a long time, and these greedy people from the Cao Gang aren't good people either. Their fight right now is just dog-eat-dog."
Shen Jiansheng tilted his head slightly, as if listening to the battle downstairs. "The more brutally they kill, the more peaceful the world will be."
Qing Guiyu looked at him in disbelief at his mean and ungrateful appearance.
"No," she said, looking at him intently. "The shopkeeper is innocent, Shen Yansheng, and you want to be an ungrateful beast. Do it yourself."
She turned her head eagerly, and a few strands of hair brushed across his face.
Before the Qing Nang Jue internal energy could be activated, his arm was grabbed by him. Shen Jiansheng sighed softly.
"Look," he said embarrassedly, "Miss Qing is always like this. Why can't you let me hide you properly..."
Although he said this, Shen Juansheng did not stop her anymore. He turned around and obediently stepped aside, even bowing slightly and making a "please" gesture.
He took her by the hand and opened the door for her.
The strong smell of blood and sweat hit me. The lobby downstairs was a shambles. The Cao Gang and the Xinglinwu gang were locked in a chaotic scuffle. Tables and chairs were overturned, dishes were shattered, and a man lay on the ground, blood splattered across the filthy floor. The proprietress huddled behind the counter, pale and trembling with fear.
The sudden appearance of a young woman from this remote inn brought a momentary pause to the chaos. Several eyes were cast towards her and the excessively handsome yet solemn young man in black robes beside her.
"Wow! There really is a pretty girl hiding upstairs!" A burly man from the Cao Gang wiped the blood off his face and grinned.
The sallow-faced scholar from Xinglinwu also took the opportunity to take a breath and looked at the two men with a twinkling eye.
Chen Juansheng took a step forward, covered her behind him, raised his hand, and slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his lips. His eyes swept across the whole room calmly and slowly, with no expression on his face. However, a thin layer of ice seemed to have condensed in the mist of his beautiful peach blossom eyes.
So everyone could only see him standing at the top of the stairs, holding the somewhat old handrail. He was indeed a young man with elegant demeanor and exquisite appearance.
"Tsk, this pretty boy..."
"It's not easy to run a shop." Chen Juansheng seemed not to notice the expressions on everyone's faces. He spoke slowly and calmly, "It's wrong to disturb my wife's rest."
Some people were puzzled by his extraordinary demeanor and stopped for a moment.
"Did you hear that?" Shen Jiansheng said softly, his tone still gentle, "Mother said that my wife and I are scholars and understand reason."
He took a step forward, his black sleeves fluttering in the wind, the hanging golden threads gleaming with a sinister cold light in the dim light.
"You all are fighting like this," he said with a somewhat indifferent expression, "and it's delaying my wife's recovery. It's really... unreasonable."
These words were somewhat sarcastic and harsh, so how could the people below tolerate it?
Someone put down his sword and pointed at him.
"Little pretty boy, take your lovely wife back to your room! If you keep talking nonsense, I'll kill you too!"
Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the icy film beneath her eyes seemed to be melted a little by the sunlight. Although her face was still pale, the gloomy and oppressive aura around her miraculously eased for a moment.
Qing Guiyu was beside him and saw this Young Master Jin Sheng clearly. The corners of his lips seemed to be unable to suppress the slight curve upwards.
"That's quite right," he said, lowering his head and repeating, "I should have been spending more time with my sweet wife."
He gently bit the six words "my delicate wife" and suddenly smiled. This smile diluted the blood stains on his lips, but added a bit of creepy color.
Young Master Jin Sheng was cunning and treacherous, and Qing Guiyu's heart sank. He was afraid that he would do something unimaginable and hurt many lives, so he quickly grabbed his sleeve from behind.
"Don't kill anyone," she whispered a warning, moving closer and shaking his sleeve.
However, this kind of intimate feeling that sounded like a warning seemed to make Shen Juansheng very happy.
"Yes." He also imitated her, tilted his head and whispered, "Yes, my lady."
Seeing him so arrogant, the Cao Gang man roared, and the nine-ring knife in his hand vibrated loudly, and slashed towards the stairs with the sound of wind.
Shen Juansheng raised his hand,
An almost invisible golden line arced in the air, like a flash of light, and pierced through the several copper rings on the nine-ring knife in his hand.
The last two smaller copper rings broke with a sound, and the half of the broken ring shot out with huge force, and with a "snap" sound, it was deeply embedded in the wooden pillar next to it.
The heavy Nine-Ring Knife was knocked out of his hand by this casual blow, and hit the ground with a "clang", with the blade deeply embedded in the floor.
The man took three steps back, then sat down on the ground with a puff.
The entire inn was deathly silent.
Everyone was stunned by this miraculous, ruthless and precise move.
The man sitting on the ground reacted and subconsciously touched his neck. At this moment, everyone was thinking, what if that silk blade came directly towards his vital points?
The black robe with golden thread has a thousand changes in the mysteries of heaven.
Young Master Jinsheng.
"Jin... Young Master Jinsheng?!" The scholar from Xinglinwu turned pale, his voice changing tone. Everyone gasped, their grip on their weapons unconsciously tightening.
Everyone was terrified, but the young man in black nodded and responded calmly,
"The sound is sinking."
The scholar had a sharp eye and quickly said, "Chen Tianji, it was us, Meng Lang, who disturbed the Madam. It's just..."
However, Shen Jiansheng seemed not to hear his "just", his attention was completely attracted by the sentence "disturbing the lady".
He thought for a moment, "I'm not happy that you're all here."
The young man in black clothes glanced at Qing Guiyu stealthily, and suddenly smiled with his lips pursed, "I feel a little happy again now."
Everyone looked at each other in confusion, unable to understand what this master of destiny meant by being both happy and unhappy.
For a moment, I felt that it was really hard to predict the future.
The secrets of heaven are hard to predict.
Qing Guiyu didn't have time to care about his fickle temper. Thinking about Lu Guiyan, he pushed him aside and said anxiously,
"You all just mentioned Lu Baiyi's betrayal. May I ask, friends, are there any casualties among Lu Baiyi and Medicine King Valley?"
The scholar from Xinglinwu rolled his eyes and said, "Madam, you're talking about Lu Baiyi? We only heard he left, Yaowang Valley never mentioned him, and we haven't heard of anyone dying. With Lu Baiyi's swordsmanship, how could anyone easily injure him?"
Qing Guiyu felt relieved, his expression relaxed and he smiled.
Shen Juansheng frowned.
Most of the Cao Gang members had witnessed the fierce battle between Shen and Lu at the Gang Leader's birthday banquet. Some of them were smart and good at observing people's expressions. Seeing the expression on Young Master Jin Sheng's face, they quickly agreed.
“It must be that Wuwang Sword is shameless, ungrateful, and has betrayed his master. Hehe, Lu Baiyi, Lu Baiyi, how can he compare to Shen Tianji?”
Qing Guiyu got angry when he heard this, and started playing the bamboo flute beside him, anxiously wanting to argue with him.
"How dare you say that about my brother!"
The man was so frightened that he froze, "Ah... is it your Madam's senior brother?... Well, of course, of course it is..."
He looked both ways, hesitantly, and tried for a long time, but couldn't figure it out.
The fact that Young Master Jin Sheng was infected with the love poison was known to everyone in the martial arts world.
This was further confirmed, and everyone felt that the rumors about the love Gu were extremely complicated among these three people.
Chen Juansheng looked at her question, frowning, and stroking his chin with his hand. He suddenly spoke, "Just now, everyone was fighting, shouting and killing, causing chaos. The dust and blood disturbed my wife's rest and polluted her eyes and ears."
He took a step forward and stepped on a piece of porcelain that had broken down the stairs, making a subtle but heart-pounding crisp sound.
"These worries," Shen Juansheng's gaze fell back on the group of Jianghu people, and he smiled slightly, "must be cleared away."
He looked at the Cao Gang members again, his eyes sweeping over their weapons and badges. "Brothers Zhang, Ma, Zhao, and Xiahou from the Lintang of the Cao Gang." He then nodded to the Xinglinwu scholar, "Mr. Cao, the 'Mighty Virtue and Wonderful Hands' of Xinglinwu."
These people were originally third- or fourth-rate characters in the underworld, with surnames such as Zhang, Ma, Xiahou, etc.
The Tianji Pavilion is always known to have a comprehensive grasp of world news. Young Master Jin Sheng is the head of the Tianji Pavilion and is well-informed. He suddenly pointed out the names of all the people.
Hearing this, everyone broke into a cold sweat. The "Tianji Pavilion bait," the "connections to the Northern Frontier," they'd just been discussing... the real culprit was right before their eyes. Young Master Jin Sheng's ruthless methods and sinister plots were a well-known faction in the martial arts world. He said, "Clear all the troubles," but even if he could escape now, who would dare bet that they wouldn't be the one to be swept away in the future?
Even if he didn't hurt anyone, it was enough to scare people to death.
Young Master Jin Sheng pondered for a moment, and everyone's scalps tingled. Finally, he spoke softly.
"My wife was frightened by you all and is in a bad mood now. I am also very troubled. I beg you to apologize."
He continued to speak to himself, his tone becoming increasingly gentle. "How about this, everyone say, 'I apologize for disturbing the lady.' But..."
He changed the subject, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes curved slightly, the light flowing in them was almost pure and kind.
"Since you want to apologize, you should at least show some sincerity. You have been around the world for a long time, so you must understand some of the ways of the world."
He leaned forward slightly, lowering his voice, which was as intimate as if revealing a secret, yet was clearly heard by everyone.
"My wife has always been kind-hearted and cannot stand the sight of blood. She loves to hear... well, stories about harmonious couples and equal respect for each other. When you apologize, you might as well tell me about me and my wife..."
He paused, as if a little embarrassed, a faint blush on his ears, but his eyes were surprisingly bright, full of anticipation, "How did you become so respectful to each other, a match made in heaven?"
“…”
Everyone was completely surprised by his request. They were all stunned for a moment.
After a while, everyone thought of his love Gu and looked strange.
Qing Guiyu looked at the happy expression on his face with a headache, wishing she could find a hole to crawl into, but she was worried that he would be cruel, so she could only cover her brows helplessly.
But Young Master Jinsheng remained calm, his lips pursed in a smile as he slowly raised his hand, entwined with the golden thread. In the sunlight, the thin gold thread gleamed with a dangerous indigo luster, a faint light that flowed quietly between his fingers, as if brimming with life.
He turned his gaze to the Cao Gang members, urging them silently.
The man with the Nine-ring Knife who was leading the group gritted his teeth, glared at his brothers behind him, and said in a rough voice, "...I'm sorry! Shen Tianji, Madam Shen! It's us, a bunch of rough guys, who were blind and disturbed you two! The young master and the lady are obviously... a match made in heaven! We are wrong today!" He said this while holding his breath, his face flushed.
Someone took the lead and the atmosphere suddenly became subtle.
A big man from the Cao Gang at the back said in a muffled voice, "Mr. Shen... Madam! Shen Tianji is absolutely great with you! Good! Good husband!"
He grumbled and was at a loss for words, so he could only say "good" repeatedly, and finally he could only give a thumbs up.
Shen Juansheng turned sideways and nodded at him.
"My dear Madam, please be magnanimous!"
"May you have a happy marriage and a baby soon!" Someone added in a panic.
Mr. Cao from Xinglinwu turned pale and blue, feeling that all his life's learning had been insulted. However, he had no choice but to hold his nose and speak as politely as possible.
"Mrs. Shen...Mrs. Shen Tianji was frightened. We were reckless and hope you will forgive us. The couple is deeply in love and truly a match made in heaven."
"Well," Shen Juansheng suddenly showed some excitement when he said this, and her beautiful eyebrows and eyes became brighter.
He leaned forward slightly, interlaced his fingertips, and asked gently,
"The disciples of Xinglinwu are indeed well-educated. In your opinion, sir, how did this younger generation become a perfect couple?"
His sudden question left Mr. Cao stunned. With no other options, he could only bite the bullet and continue, "Chen Tianji... a match made in heaven... a match made in heaven! Their love... their love is stronger than gold! They are equals in status! They play the zither and the qin in harmony! They support each other through thick and thin! Their love... their hearts are in love! They will... be together forever! It's... so enviable."
He spoke incoherently, racking his brain, and recalled his life's knowledge, pouring out all the beautiful words he had known in his life about loving couples. When he talked about "envy", the corners of his mouth twitched.
When everyone saw him like this, they immediately started talking, saying insincere and awkward nice things like "The love between the young master and his wife is as deep as the sea", "They are a perfect match made in heaven", "I apologize for the offense I caused today", etc., for fear that if they were a step late, their nice words and sentences would be finished by others first.
As the conversation grew long and drawn out, I suddenly heard one of them say,
"Madam Shen's ability to gain... the favor of the young master... is... a blessing from her ancestors!"
"——What are you talking about?" Shen Juansheng frowned, his tone heavy, the golden thread swaying between his fingers, his eyes moving, "You said it the wrong way around, let me say it again."
The man who was speaking was so frightened when he saw that Young Master Jin Sheng looked unhappy that he quickly tried to find a way to make up for it.
"Yes, yes, Mr. Shen can win... win the favor of the lady, yes, it's a blessing from our ancestors!"
These people used to be very good at cursing others, but now they are also very fluent in saying nice things.
Since Lu Guiyan was safe and sound, Qing Guiyu felt relieved. Looking at the absurdity in the room, he couldn't help but turn around and burst out laughing.
Suddenly she felt a chill on her body, and when she turned around, she saw that it was Chen Juansheng who was holding her in his arms.
"Miss Qing is going to look for someone," the young man in black clothes leaned his head against her neck, his breath brushing against hers, his voice flowing softly into her ears, and he said seductively,
"Take me with you and keep Chen Juansheng under good care." He pursed his lips and smiled, as if he was thinking about something. "Wouldn't it be great if fewer lives were lost in the martial arts world?"
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