Chapter 223 No Matter How Long

The evil spirit formed by thousands of years of evil thoughts spread throughout the entire Mozi Village. The three-color flags symbolizing heaven, earth and man were flying in the wind. The fierce wind blew towards him, lifting the white hair in front of Jiang Wu'e. The cold and sharp evil spirit streaked across his face, leaving several long and thin blood marks immediately.

Amid the screams of the crowd, Jiang Wu felt as if his soul was pushed out of his body. Countless noisy and chaotic negative emotions flooded into his brain like the sea, making his mind go blank. He froze there completely, allowing the surging murderous energy to tear through his red robe, cut his skin, and stain the red robe thoroughly.

Han Zhong, who was outside the crowd, suddenly changed his expression. He was about to move forward without paying attention to the sand and stones blown by the strong wind, but someone grabbed the corner of his clothes.

He suddenly lowered his head and met Jiang Yue's indifferent and calm childish face.

"Qiling Mountain was once the true residence of gods, where the remains of the ancestors of the Siming clan rested for generations. It was the burial place of the earthly immortals, a place of spiritual beauty and good fortune. However, he used it to bury the Emperor's evil spirit, which resulted in a body of accumulated evil spirits, turning this sacred mountain into a place without life. Only the thousands of evil creatures attracted by the Emperor's evil spirit remained, causing every generation of the Siming clan to have a bad end in the past thousand years. This was the real evil cause that led to his soul being shattered by the heavenly calamity, and it was also the evil consequence of you taking him away from Qiling Mountain a thousand years ago out of your own selfishness."

"This is the repentance he should have completed thousands of years ago. It is also the only way to remove the curse. No one else can interfere."

The tender and clear voice of a child spoke plainly without any emotion, but it made Han Zhong feel a chill on his back. He thought of the girl named Jiang Mi who died at the hands of Jiang Wu. It was from the moment she appeared in Qingshui Bay that Jiang Wu left Linhai in search of something.

At that time, Zhou Yannan and he both thought that Jiang Wu was looking for his burial place in his previous life, but in fact Jiang Wu was looking for this Qiling Mountain.

The fierce wind made it impossible for everyone to open their eyes. Even the equipment set up by the program crew was blown all over the place. Yang Chen was so anxious that he used his body to protect the equipment.

The strong wind lasted for half an hour before it gradually stopped. Everyone slowly put down their arms and saw Jiang Wu still standing there, but with many hair-like bloodstains on his face and neck. The red robe on his body became darker in color, as if it was soaked in water.

There was inexplicable silence all around, as if afraid of disturbing something. At this moment, a loud eagle cry was heard in the distance. It was from the direction of Mozi Mountain, and a small white dot was flying towards here from afar.

It was an extremely rare pure white eagle, flapping its broad and strong wings and flying towards them. It held a purple flower in its mouth and presented the flower to Jiang Wu in front of everyone's astonished gazes.

Jiang Wu slowly stretched out his hand, and the white eagle opened its mouth, and the flower in its mouth fell out, but Jiang Wu fell backwards at this moment.

Just as the flower branch was about to brush against his fingertips and fall, someone behind him pulled him into their arms. A bony hand held his hand and caught the flower.

It was a purple iris. Its petals looked like a bird spreading its wings, but its color was very much like the evening purple of the mountains at sunset, the most gentle color Jiang Wu had ever seen.

Jiang Wu raised his eyes and looked towards the Mozi Mountain in the distance. He knew that the purple irises on the hillside were blooming again.

…

The fact that Jiang Wu fainted in public really scared everyone. Fortunately, Yan Zhishan said firmly that he was fine, he just fell asleep, so they did not rush to send him to the hospital.

On the afternoon of the third day, Jiang Wucai slowly opened his eyes, and Han Zhong was lying beside him. His high brow bones and nose bridge made his face look particularly three-dimensional. His eyebrows were black but not thick, and the curve at the brow peak seemed somewhat sharp. His originally sharp eyes had softened a little because of sleeping. There was a light shadow under his eyes, and it was obvious that he had not slept well in the past few days. His lips were thin on the top and thick on the bottom, and he pursed them lightly. The sunlight from the window shone on them, outlining a beautiful outline.

Perhaps because she was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable, she did not hug him, but only held his hand, interlocking their fingers. There was something hard on his wrist, it was the reincarnation knot tied with the soul-attracting bell. Jiang Wu asked him not to take it off, but he kept wearing it.

Jiang Wu got out of bed quietly. When he passed by the mahogany table beside the bed, he saw that the wild flowers in the simple clay vase on the table had been replaced by purple irises.

He stared at it for a while, and when he was about to leave, the hem of his clothes hooked on the copper handle of the drawer, pulling the drawer out halfway, revealing a file bag inside.

There was Huayue's logo on the file bag. Jiang Wu vaguely remembered that Zhou Changming did bring a file bag when he came to Mozi Village, but he thought it was urgent official business that needed Han Chong's handling, so he didn't ask about it.

He turned around, opened the drawer and took out the file bag. His hand immediately felt a small square box-like object in addition to the paper documents. He opened the bag and took a look. Inside was a black velvet box and a letter.

…

It was already afternoon when Han woke up. He was not fully conscious yet, and subconsciously reached out to touch his body, but found nothing. His heart skipped a beat, and he woke up instantly. He ran out of the room without even having time to put on his coat.

As soon as he walked out of the main room, he saw Jiang Wuzheng being pulled aside by the program crew to chat about something. His heart settled down and his pace slowed down.

Jiang Yue was also sitting under the eaves. She saw with her own eyes how he ran out in a hurry and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

Han Zhong also saw him, "Did you remember?"

Jiang Yue looked lazy and said, "I had a little dream."

He dreamed that he seemed to have a talking little creature, which peed all over him the moment it met him, chattered and asked questions all day long, and even played with his toes for a long time. He was obviously the smartest and most talented one in the God's Favored Clan, but he only learned what he liked and didn't learn anything he didn't like, so he became the only member of the God's Favored Clan to be killed by lightning.

"He's very smart, and he learns very quickly if he likes something."

Han Zhong didn't say anything, waiting for his next words.

"Instead of thinking about what's good for him, it's better to let him be."

“…”

Han Zhong's eyes paused slightly, he had suffered a lot and seen people's hearts, so he felt that the world was too bitter and didn't want Jiang Wu to experience it again, so he said nothing, but gave Jiang Wu everything he had and what he thought was the best in the world. He thought he had arranged everything for Jiang Wu and would not let him suffer at all, nor would he suffer because of worldly emotions. But in the end, Jiang Wu still tasted all the bitterness and saw people's hearts in places that he couldn't see. Compared with resenting Yu Gaoyang and others for what happened in the Zhaixing Tower that year, he resented his own self-righteousness more.

He said in a deep voice, "I hope he needs me."

Jiang Yue didn't say anything after seeing him like this. After a moment of silence, she suddenly asked, "Do you have money?"

Han Zhong was stunned for a moment, and replied, "Some."

Jiang Yue hummed with satisfaction, "That's good, I can't live a hard life."

Han Zhong: “…”

The apprentice fell asleep on a cemetery in the park, but the master was so delicate.

Half of Mount Mozi can be seen from the yard. The clouds above have almost dispersed, and it looks no different from an ordinary mountain.

"His soul is recovering, don't worry, it just will take a little longer." Jiang Yue suddenly said.

Han Zhong's eyes widened, his heart beating wildly, "...Really?"

"Yeah." Jiang Yue responded, her eyes were always on Jiang Wu, her peach blossom eyes drooped, looking a little listless.

Han Zhong thought he was feeling unwell, and was about to ask, but Jiang Wu was already walking towards him, so he quickly went to meet him, "Are you still sleepy? Do you have a headache? Why didn't you call me when you woke up?"

"I'm not sleepy, and I don't feel any pain. You just look very tired." Jiang Wu answered all the questions, then faced Han Zhong's gaze and walked forward to hug his waist.

The yard was silent for a moment, and the next second, there were coughs one after another, as well as the sound of busyness that was trying to be covered up, and of course there were also people who were openly eating sugar.

Han Zhong was also startled by the hug, but he subconsciously felt that he was in a bad mood, so he put his arms around him and asked, "What's wrong? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

"No, I found a way to repair my soul."

"What method?"

Jiang Wu let him go and put his hand on his chest. "Do you remember the soul imprint I left for you? You can use it to nourish my soul."

Han Zhong didn't quite understand what he said, and he was worried, so he asked, "How do you keep warm?"

Jiang Wu paused, "Have you heard of double cultivation?"

Han Zhong's ears turned red after a long time. "...Is it what I thought?"

"Of course not." Jiang Yue said in a mocking tone, "What are you thinking in front of a child? It's a soul contract."

“…”

Han Zhong coughed lightly and said, "I will study hard."

In short, Jiang Wu's soul problem is what worries him most at the moment, and he is willing to do anything to solve it.

It was almost evening, Jiang Wu took his hand and said, "I want to watch the sunset."

Han returned and held his hand, "Okay."

The two walked out hand in hand. The program crew who were packing up the filming equipment in the yard watched in amazement. They had never imagined that this rich young man would be serious with Jiang Wu, and was unexpectedly affectionate, just like in a TV drama.

"I really didn't think they could get along at first," said Guan Qi.

Bi Yan smiled and said, "They both deserve it."

Only Ji Ruoxuan secretly glanced at He Yunxing standing beside him, but was caught by He Yunxing. He couldn't help but smile awkwardly.

He Yunxing did not react and said calmly, "He treats Jiang Wu very well."

He was telling the truth. From the day Han braved the wind and rain and drove a helicopter to the mountains alone to find Jiang Wu, he knew that Han was always protecting Jiang Wu with his life.

There may be many people in this world who love Jiang Wusheng, but no one can resist being embarrassed in front of Han Zhong's love, at least he can't.

Ji Ruoxuan heaved a sigh of relief after hearing that, and patted him on the shoulder to comfort him, "There are always beautiful women in the world. You are so outstanding, there must be someone who likes you."

Guan Qi was speechless. He is a top-tier movie star with dozens of times more fans than you. How can you be so ashamed?

Before she could even open her mouth, she heard Ji Ruoxuan laughing again, "But there's definitely no one as good as my Brother Jiang! Hahahaha!"

Everyone: “…”

Ji Ruoxuan amused himself for a while, then glanced at Jiang Yue and said with envy, "That's great. If I was born twenty years later, I could also be Jiang Ge's son and inherit the Han family's hundreds of billions of assets. I would be born right at the starting line. It would be awesome."

Guan Qi glanced at Jiang Yue without saying anything. She had just asked casually that day, but she didn't expect Jiang Wu to actually agree to adopt the child. Even Mr. Han had an attitude that said, "Anything is fine as long as Jiang Wu is happy." It was simply outrageous.

But she always felt that this little girl...boy was a little weird and too old. Wei Changxian's child was also seven years old this year and was playing in the mud at the entrance of the village. Jiang Yue was holding a cup and drinking tea in the sun, but she surprisingly looked like Jiang Wu.

Jiang Yue yawned and ignored their gazes. Her eyes fell on the slowly setting sun in the distance. The conversation from two hours ago echoed in her mind.

"The reincarnation knot and soul brand can indeed allow you to establish a soul-soul pact, but the body of accumulated evil will lose its memory every time it reincarnates. Once or twice is fine, but what about nine, ten, a hundred, or a thousand times? Can you tolerate him forgetting every hundred years and looking at you like a stranger?"

"The Emperor Jade contains his soul memory. I will take the jade to find him."

"Love may last for one lifetime, but it is a curse for generations to come. Aren't you afraid that he will get bored, tired, and not want to continue reincarnating and repeating the same life?"

“…”

"Once he regrets it, he can choose not to recover his memory, but what about you? What will you do? Continue to wait for death like in your previous life, or destroy yourself?"

"Um."

The sunset gradually reached its most beautiful and shortest moment. Countless bright rays of light blended into the most beautiful purple, dyeing the distant mountains at dusk into a gorgeous and timeless appearance.

Jiang Wu watched the rays of light trace and disappear on the face of the person beside him, and then met those dark eyes, which seemed to contain the most gentle and beautiful galaxy.

"Like sunsets?"

"Um."

"Then I'll watch it with you from now on."

"How long?"

"As long as I live."

"good."

The mountains where the gods live will bear witness to our vows. Reincarnation will not hinder our connected souls. As long as my name, which represents the spell, is sounded, we will meet again.

I will look forward to every first encounter of ours, no matter how things change.