Chapter 5 A Guest Arrives from Afar
The man had been lying in the inn for more than ten days, and Jiaoran heard that all his fellow brothers were very upset.
He came to Huiyingmen to challenge Bu Yue, a tough opponent. He thought he would suffer some hardship and be driven out, but he didn't expect that the master would be so kind as to let him stay and take care of him regardless of the past grudges. Especially, the master's wife would often go to his room to take care of his daily life. How dare the defeated general of Bu Yue be so rampant?
It was snowing heavily in Mianyuan. The yellow sand and wasteland outside the gate were covered with white snow, which made the border even more desolate and bleak. Vultures sometimes stood on the branches of dead trees waiting for a passerby who was almost dead.
No matter how big the world is, the imperial army cannot reach this place. What is more effective than the emperor's words are the couple of the Xiu Tu governor. The emperor's envoys came here a few years ago, but the governor still ignored them.
The guests at Huiyingmen Inn had already eaten and drunk their fill and were listening to some music downstairs.
Under the square wooden corridor is a round platform made of sunken wood. It was brought down from the mountain stream a few years ago by Senior Brother Wen Yue, the strongest man in the sect. People who know the value of it often offer to buy it.
The sunken wood was cut into two pieces, and the small piece was used to make a desk for Jiaoran. Originally, it was intended for her to write and read, but Jiaoran carved strange patterns all over the desk, such as pigs, cows, horses, and dogs, without even writing a single decent word.
Later, Senior Brother Wen Yue went to help the Wanma Escort Agency in Jiangnan and rescued a woman on the way. The woman acted pitifully, saying that she had injured her arm. Although Wen Yue had been taught countless times by his master about the dangers of the martial arts world, he had never imagined that a sick and dying woman would hold the tip of a sword to his throat.
A group of people robbed the dart. Before leaving, the woman shot an arrow from about 70 to 80 feet away, piercing Wen Yue's stomach and leaving a wound as big as a copper coin. When his fellow disciples from Yingmen found him, he had bled to death and his arm had been bitten by a wild dog.
The snow fell particularly heavily that night, and each snowflake was like a mat.
The uninvited guest from afar passed behind the guests who were listening to the music and slowly went up the stairs to the martial arts room. Few people noticed his light steps, as if he was a wandering soul in the mortal world.
He was wearing a cloak and the night was dark, so no one could see his face clearly.
The fire in the martial arts room was still burning. Aunt Yi was sitting on a chair teaching Jiaoran how to distinguish between the Soul-Stirring Rope and the Apricot Blossom Hook. Jiaoran picked up one, looked at it for a long time, and shook his head.
The sect leader and Bu Yue and Sui Xing were sitting cross-legged on the thick and dense carpet playing mahjong. Four or five other fellow disciples were standing around watching. Only Zhu Xing was sewing Bu Yue's clothes that had been torn in a fight some time ago. She was good at needlework and would look at Bu Yue and smile foolishly from time to time. When Bu Yue turned around to look at her, she had already lowered her head and smiled shyly, thinking that he had not seen her.
Bu Yue touched the concave domino point in his hand, recalling that when he left, Zhuxing was still a little tail that only followed behind him. She was completely different from Jiaoran, whose personality could make him angry. She was sweet-mouthed and caring.
If she didn't practice well, she would ask her senior brother to give her a break. If she fell from a tree while practicing light kung fu, she would ask him to check if she was hurt. Now that she is back, he sees that she has grown into a graceful young lady. He feels something is wrong with her, but he can't put his finger on it. He calls her senior brother less often, but she is still as lovable as ever.
There was a sudden knock on the door of Wu Fang.
The man knocked three times.
The chattering crowd fell silent for a moment. The crackling charcoal in the furnace made Jiaoran's shoulders tremble with fear. The martial arts room was located in a compartment within a wing room. Logically, no one would find it. If it were another disciple, they would surely call out first.
Bu Yue pointed at Zhuxing with his chin to open the door. He put down the dominoes and prepared the throwing knife.
She put down the clothes in her hand, bit off the thread with her teeth, folded Bu Yue's clothes and placed them on the chair.
Before anyone could see the person's face, Zhuxing, who had opened the door, was the first to exclaim joyfully, "It's Senior Brother Feiwu!"
Yi Bingfeng and his wife heard it, and looked at each other at the same time, both of them were shocked.
Didn't he die a long time ago?
This person walked in.
The various weapons and ropes hanging on the walls of the room were very conspicuous under the light. Of course, the man's face and figure were also clearly visible in the room.
It was indeed him, Feiwu.
Madam Yi asked all her disciples to go out.
Suixing, Shunguang and Zhuxing Buyue all stood up, not knowing what was going on.
"Stop." He stopped Jiaoran.
Jiaoran looked at his parents blankly, and saw that his father's eyes were full of expectation, but his mother had a gloomy look on her face. She stopped at the door.
Bu Yue leaned over to her ear and whispered, "Be careful, Junior Sister. Look at Master's wife's face. Senior Brother Fei Wu might be here to marry you, Junior Sister."
Jiaoran replied silently, and really wanted to spit.
Several people went out, leaving only the family of three and the guests.
Madam Yi smiled instead of getting angry, "I never thought that the disciple who passed away many years ago would now become a phoenix chick that is hard to find in the martial arts world."
She only knew that Lan Mo said that the headmaster would come to visit in person soon, and she never expected it would be him.
Feiwu was not an orphan raised by Huiyingmen since childhood. He entered the sect at the age of twelve. Huiyingmen never accepted children of such age and could not raise them well.
He knelt on the mountain and begged Yi Bingfeng to accept him as his disciple.
The year he joined the Yingmen Society, it snowed heavily and the mountain was blocked by snow, so he couldn't go down even if he wanted to.
I thought he would be scared when it got dark. A twelve-year-old child would definitely be afraid of wild beasts in the mountains and run away secretly.
But he knelt for a whole day and a whole night. The next day, when his disciples opened the mountain gate, they saw that he had frozen stiff. Fortunately, he was still alive and knelt straight at the door to ask for a meeting.
The couple made an exception and accepted him in, teaching him martial arts.
Feiwu only said at that time that he came from Chang'an, and even Yi Bingfeng could not find out his life story.
When Zhou Zhi taught him martial arts, he found that he had some basic skills, so he learned much faster than other children.
He was so stubborn that no one could figure out his origins.
Feiwu killed three people in total for the sect. When he killed the third person, the disciple who was traveling with him returned to the sect to report that Feiwu had failed to carry out the order and had his neck chopped off by the other party. He saw it with his own eyes.
When the news reached their family, the couple felt very sorry. They thought that such a promising martial artist, with such a strong character, would surely achieve great things in the future.
The Phoenix Cub bowed and said, "I'm sorry to bother you so late at night."
Everything had changed on the snowy night he arrived. Jiaoran's memories of the previous sixteen years, whether happy or sad, became as light as a feather compared to what happened afterwards.
Before this, she had never thought that there would be a day when she would leave Huiyingmen.
The turmoil in the martial arts world and the turmoil in the imperial court will one day fall on her.
In this world, she didn't know that Huiyingmen was just a branch where she landed temporarily. One day, she would fly far away. The end of the world was too far away. She also didn't know that she would go against her mother's expectations and become the kind of person Jiaoyue least wanted to be.
How should I recall this snowy night? Jiaoran still remembers it vividly many years later, as if that night is still imprinted in his mind.
The snow on the phoenix chick fell onto the blanket as he walked and was melted by the warm fire. As he approached, Jiaoran felt a chill coming over him.
Many years later, Jiaoran connected the misfortunes of the second half of her life. The betrayal, loneliness, despair, pain, and separation were just like the cold wind from this uninvited guest, approaching her in the small inn and finally slowly swallowing her up.
However, she also had to thank the heavy snow for welcoming him.
If it weren't for him, she might never understand that some people, if you are destined to meet them, you can't avoid them.
And those secrets that you want to bury, no matter how thick the snow is, once the sun comes out, the snow melts into water and is hidden in the spring, and can be seen at a glance.
She was only sixteen years old at the time and she just wanted to prove herself, gain recognition from her fellow students, and the approval of her parents.
She wanted to prove that if she was not a waste, she would be able to complete this first small task successfully. She was a member of Huiyingmen and should be able to complete this insignificant task.
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