Chapter 158
When Nan Yan regained consciousness, she felt as if she was in a swaying state, and she had the urge to continue sleeping.
She slowly opened her eyes and heard a familiar voice above her head, "Yanyan, you finally woke up?"
There was a hint of anxiety and joy in his tone, as if he had finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Nan Yan was very familiar with this man's voice.
She raised her eyes slightly and saw Murong Tuo outside the carriage. He was pulling the curtain with one hand and pulling the reins with the other hand, as if he had noticed the slightest movement in the carriage. Then he turned around and looked at her with a burning and surprised look.
Nan Yan stroked her swollen forehead and asked subconsciously, "Where is this place?"
She shook her head vigorously to keep herself conscious, and then seemed to have thought of something. As soon as she sat up, she subconsciously reached out to open the car curtain, but she saw a green forest and weeds outside. She had no idea where she was.
Nan Yan obviously hadn't reacted yet. There was a trace of confusion in her eyes and her brows were slightly wrinkled. "Stop, why am I here? And you, why are you here too..."
Seeing that she could not even stand steadily, and was almost kneeling at the window, and hearing her anxious shouting, Murong Tuo pulled the reins tightly, stopped the carriage, and then reached out to support her, explaining in a soothing tone, "Don't be afraid, Yanyan, don't worry, we have already left Xuancang Sect, it was that demon... no, it was Yu Liuyun who asked me to take you away. Now the Xuancang Sect is not peaceful, there are constant disputes on the top of the mountain, and many people are taking advantage of the fire to rob. Can I take you away? Let's go to Jiangnan, okay? I heard that Jiangnan has beautiful scenery..."
"I'm not going to Jiangnan." After hearing what Murong Tuo said, Nan Yan almost subconsciously shouted at him.
She turned her head and took another look outside. The scene was not familiar to her, and a trace of panic and anxiety appeared in her eyes unconsciously. She quickly remembered what happened yesterday evening. Her face, which was originally rosy due to deep sleep, turned pale almost instantly.
It was Yu Liuyun who drugged her and had someone send her away, but this time he didn't abandon her, but because the Xuancang Sect was besieged by the people brought by Zhao Xiuyan.
Thinking of this, Nan Yan's memories became clearer and clearer. She suddenly rushed in front of Murong Tuo, grabbed his collar tightly with both hands, and asked anxiously, "Where are they? Why are you sending me away alone again? Why you? Where is my husband? Take me back quickly, I want to go back..."
Murong Tuo subconsciously protected her body that was rushing towards him. This was the first time that Yanyan threw herself into his arms so recklessly, but he wanted her to be sent to another man. How could Murong Tuo be willing to do that?
He reached out and held her arm tightly, their warm body temperatures passing through their clothes. Murong Tuo looked down into her eyes, then shook his head decisively, "No, we can't go back. Senior Brother and Yu Liuyun are both completely crazy. They are now provoking a fight between the two sides just to kill each other. It will be dangerous for you to go back. You can't go back, Yanyan."
Nan Yan couldn't control her emotions for a moment after hearing this. She yelled at him angrily, her nails almost digging into his flesh, causing a stinging pain.
She shouted anxiously, tears almost coming out, "I want to go back! Xuancang Sect is my home, one of them is my husband, and the other is the person I love. How can I watch them killing each other and do nothing?"
"Take me back, Murongtuo, please, I beg you, I can't leave, I want to go back..."
"Yanyan, don't be like this..."
Seeing her out of control, Murong Tuo's eyes instantly turned red. He held her wrist tightly, trying his best to calm her down, and coaxed her in a low voice, "Yan Yan, can you come with me? Can't I come with you?"
"If you don't want to go to Jiangnan, I can take you to Saibei, and I can also take you out to sea. We can go to an island in the outer world."
"Let's find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, then build a two-room wooden house, raise a few chickens, ducks, cats and dogs, and plant some fruit trees in the yard. When the fruits are ripe, I will climb up the trees to pick them, and you will direct them from below. We can also go to the lake in midsummer in a small boat to pick lotus flowers. During the day, I will work in the fields, and when I come back at night, we will stay cool under the trees and count the stars..."
"Yan Yan, will you come with me? I am no worse than you, my brother. I will love you and take care of you and stay with you forever. Please, come with me, okay?"
Murong Tuo lowered his head, a hopeful look in his clear and bright eyes, and his eye sockets were slightly moist.
He held Nan Yan's hand very tightly, the temperature was so hot that it seemed to burn through the skin. His eyes were fixed on the face of the person opposite him, unwilling to miss any expression on her face.
This time he finally spoke out all the thoughts that had been buried in his heart for a long time, without anyone disturbing him. He had never had the chance to do so before, but now he could finally speak out.
He offered her his heart with all his heart, without reservation, and gave it all to her, just hoping that she would look down at him.
After hearing those words, Nan Yan stared at the person in front of her in a daze. She seemed a little dazed, especially after seeing the genuine and genuine look in his eyes.
Nan Yan's eyes flashed with guilt. She closed her eyes, but finally gently shook his hand away, shook her head and whispered, "I'm sorry, I already have someone I really like, and I've promised him my whole life. I can't go with you anymore."
She curled her fingertips and slowly pulled them away from his palm.
Murong Tuo felt as if his heart was also being pulled away by her, his face turning paler by the second. He was a little unwilling, so he chased after her again, holding her fingertips and entangled them, "Yan Yan, I don't mind whether you have me in your heart or not. As long as you are willing to give me a chance, I don't mind anything."
"I will treat you very well, even better than my senior brother. I will listen to you and never bully you. I will change my temper and become mature. If you like someone like my senior brother, I will learn to be like him. I beg you, please give me a chance and come with me, okay?"
He was a little anxious, so anxious that he was incoherent. He looked at her closely with a pleading look in his eyes.
But the person on the other side still pushed away his entangled hand. Not only that, Nan Yan mercilessly gave him another fatal blow, "I'm sorry, even if you can imitate him, you will never be his, and the person I like is not you."
She shook her head, her tone more serious than ever before.
At this moment, Murong Tuo suddenly felt a little pathetic. It turned out that all the things he had done were useless from beginning to end. The person she liked had never been him.
He had planned so much, done so many impulsive things, and took her away from his senior brother, causing her to be snatched away by Yu Liuyun. In the end, the two of them had completely fallen out, and now they were fighting a decisive battle on the top of the mountain, but in the end, it was all in vain. The person she liked had never been him.
There seemed to be a layer of hazy mist gathering in Murong Tuo's eye sockets, making his vision a little blurry. His eyes felt both pale and sore, and he couldn't help but want to close his eyes.
But he couldn't bear to let her out of his sight. He knew that the person she liked now was not him, but he still felt unwilling. He looked at her in pain and despair, and asked her in a hoarse voice, "Yanyan, if, that night... the person you were with was me, would you have liked me a little bit?"
He wanted to know, if it wasn't for what his senior brother did to her, if he and his senior brother were at the same starting line, would she treat them the same way, would he be able to get a little bit of her mercy?
Nan Yan raised her face, her eyes were slightly moist, and the corners of her eyes were slightly red. She shook her head at him, "Murong Tuo, there are no ifs in this world, and I don't want to lie to you. From the beginning, the person I relied on to get close to was Senior Brother Zhao. If it wasn't him that night, I wouldn't... be willing."
Nan Yan finally couldn't hold back her tears and shed them.
She reached out and grabbed his wrist again, her eyes filled with pleading and anxiety, "So, I beg you, take me back, I can't... I can't just watch them kill each other, I can't see either of them die."
Better to die together.
Murong Tuo finally understood. It turned out that no matter what he did, the ending was determined from the beginning. From the beginning, the person she relied on was her senior brother. Perhaps it was determined from the first time the three of them met.
Clearly, he was the one who grabbed her first at the beginning, but in the end, she accidentally fell into his senior brother's arms. Perhaps from that moment on, he had already lost without realizing it.
Murong Tuo raised his hands to cover his eyes, with moisture dripping from between his fingers. After a long while, he turned his body to the side. His face looked dim and pathetic in the light and shadow. She heard him say in a hoarse voice, "Okay, I understand. I'll take you back."
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On the other side, the Xuancang Sect Mountain was in chaos at this time. The fight between the two men caused quite a stir, and both sides attacked without mercy.
Zhao Xiuyan ordered people to search the entire Xuancang Sect, but still could not find Nan Yan. From the initial forbearance and restraint to the complete loss of control now, all the new and old grudges can finally be completely put to an end today.
Zhao Xiuyan gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, staring at the man in front of him with a cold and murderous look, "Yu Liuyun, you are still seriously injured and you can't hold out for long even if you resist. And I will not let you leave alive today. I only want to ask you one question, where did you hide Yanyan?"
"If you tell the truth, I will leave you with an intact body today. Otherwise, I will
Zhao Xiuyan stared at the obviously injured person not far away, his eyes becoming increasingly cold and mocking. Zhao Xiuyan used to believe in showing mercy when possible, but now, even if he just wanted to cut the man in front of him into pieces, it would not be enough to relieve the resentment in his heart.
Yu Liuyun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his fingertips, then looked back at the man in front of him, a sneer suddenly appeared in his eyes, "Zhao Xiuyan, neither you nor I are worthy of mentioning Yanyan's name. We are both idiots, and we have both made her sad, so neither of us is worthy of being with her. You said you loved her, but didn't you choose someone else in the end? With a person like that, what qualifications do you have to protect her for the rest of her life?"
Hearing this, Zhao Xiuyan's eyes suddenly darkened, and it was obvious that he was out of control. His emotions became unstable again, and his breathing became much faster. His usually cold eyes stared at the person in front of him, and a trace of resentment appeared in his eyes.
"Shut up, it's because you lied to me."
"What qualifications do you have to say such things? You have been deceiving me from the beginning to the end. You used Pianran as a bargaining chip. It was you who said you wanted to destroy her. All of this happened because of you."
"If it weren't for you, Yanyan and I would have lived happily together and we would have gotten married soon. It was you who ruined everything for everyone. It was all because of your selfishness."
He forced a silent grudge out of his throat, and endured the endless murderous intent surging in his chest.
Yu Liuyun raised his eyes, a sneer of sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth, "But you still chose someone else, didn't you? You still let her down. Do you know how sad she was that day? She was expecting you to take her away, but you turned around and looked for your fiancée without hesitation."
"You've disappointed her as much as I have."
His eyes were dark, but he couldn't help but smile. It was a weird smile. "So, I'll let someone else take her away. I'll never see you again in this life. This is what Yanyan promised herself. For the rest of your life, you'll be like me, forever drowning in guilt and regret. Don't even think about seeing her again."
Hearing this, Zhao Xiuyan seemed to be unable to control his out-of-control emotions any longer. His chest heaved violently, and an endless panic suddenly arose in his heart.
He stared at the person who was speaking.
His fingers tightly gripped the hilt of the sword, and at this moment he could no longer suppress the murderous intent and anger in his heart, "You lied to me! You are talking nonsense. Yanyan can't leave with anyone else. She said that she would love me and marry me."
"Oh, do I have to lie to you?" Yu Liuyun raised an icy arc at the corner of his mouth and looked at him coldly, "Do you think everyone in this world will stay there and wait for you to regret it? Yanyan has a gentle personality but a firm heart. You hurt her heart, do you still think she will wait for you all her life?
"Shut up, it's you, you're the one who's causing all this trouble, you're the one who ruined our peaceful life, you're the one who deserves to die the most from the beginning to the end. I'll kill you and then go find her, I want you to never disturb my and Yanyan's peaceful life again in this life, and don't even think I'll give up Yanyan."
There was a hint of bloodshot in Zhao Xiuyan's eyes.
He tightly gripped the long sword in his hand and began to attack madly towards Yu Liuyun on the opposite side. Originally, he had the upper hand. Yu Liuyun was still seriously injured and exhausted, so he could quickly deal with him.
But just during the conversation, his mind was disturbed, his breath was unstable, and his emotions were in a mess. All he could think about was whether Yanyan really didn't want him anymore, whether she really left with someone else, and would never forgive him again?
When he was distracted, Yu Liuyun on the opposite side saw through his weakness. He launched a swift and fierce palm strike with murderous intent, using almost all his strength, and struck heavily at his chest. If this palm strike had really hit him, Zhao Xiuyan would have been injured if not killed.
Just at this moment, there was a scream from the side, trembling and calling his name, crying and begging, "Husband, don't..."
Yu Liuyun was distracted for a moment, he seemed to hear Yanyan's pleading and crying voice. In fact, she had never called him husband again since she came back that day. Now, in order to prevent him from hurting the person she loved, she called him husband again, and still in that pleading tone.
With the remaining light of his eyes, Yu Liuyun caught a glimpse of a pale figure rushing towards him from not far away without a care in the world.
He was unwilling to do so, but in the end he couldn't bear to see her sad, so he forced himself to resist the backlash of his palm.
The palm that was originally aimed at Zhao Xiuyan's chest shifted slightly and finally hit his shoulder. This time, he only used less than 10% of his strength. He was unable to retract his strength in time, so his strength backfired, and his blood and qi surged in his internal organs, and he spit out blood uncontrollably.
Yu Liuyun retreated with his whole body, his breathing unstable, but he didn't expect that the moment he withdrew his hand, Zhao Xiuyan opposite him had completely lost control. He gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, his eyes dark, and stabbed towards his heart without hesitation.
“Puff——”
The sound of a long sword piercing flesh was heard.
Bright red blood splashed out, and the warm liquid splashed onto Zhao Xiuyan's brow, inadvertently dyeing his eyes red.
Originally, the sword was meant to pierce Yu Liuyun's heart, which would have definitely taken his life, but it was blocked by a soft and slender figure halfway.
Zhao Xiuyan was stunned for a moment. At that moment, it seemed as if all the blood in his body had solidified in an instant.
He looked at the woman standing opposite him blocking Yu Liuyun.
The long sword pierced her entire soft body almost unhindered. The tip of the sword touched the chest of the man behind her, only piercing a layer of his flesh and staining the collar of his chest red.
He lowered his head again and looked at his palms.
“Cough cough cough…”
The sound of Nan Yan's cough rang out softly.
Zhao Xiuyan finally reacted, and the blood drained away from his face in an instant. He held the hilt of the sword in his hand, and he seemed to be unsteady on his feet, and the sword in his hand was shaking.
"Yan, Yanyan..."
The hilt of the sword in his hand was shaking, and he hardly dared to look at his hand.
Then he threw the sword tremblingly, and there was a clang, the sound of the weapon falling to the ground.
He didn't know whether he was crying or regretting. He was shaking all over and threw himself towards the person on the ground without a care. He seemed to have gone crazy.
At this moment, Zhao Xiuyan was completely panicked. He felt as if his heart was also torn into a big hole by the sword. He was scared and frightened, so scared that his heart almost stopped.
His emotions had completely collapsed. He pressed his fingers tightly on Nan Yan's wound, and tears flowed uncontrollably.
"Yanyan, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
"Why, why did you rush over here?"
He had no idea when she rushed out, without any hesitation, and stood in front of the person opposite her.
Why, why do you do this?
Why would she protect someone who had hurt her even at the cost of her own life? Does she love her husband so deeply?
Nan Yan finally regained consciousness from her confused state. The mountain where the Xuan Cang Sect was located was indeed under siege. As soon as she and Murong Tuo came back, they dispersed in the chaos.
She took the opportunity to look over and happened to see that scene.
Nan Yan felt a slight numbness in her chest and blood kept flowing out. She leaned against the chest of the man behind her and was hugged tightly by him. She seemed to be able to feel his tears dripping on her face. Then she coughed a few times and raised her eyes to look at the pale-faced Yu Liuyun in front of her.
At this moment, Yu Liuyun could no longer care about anything else. He mobilized all his strength to protect her heart and called her name in a trembling voice, "Yan Yan, hold on, hold on..."
But she gently held his fingers. She shook her head, swallowed a breath, and a large amount of blood gushed out of her mouth. "No, no need, keep it to yourself..."
Seeing the blood flowing out of her mouth, Yu Liuyun almost collapsed. He suppressed the pain in his chest and tried to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth with trembling fingers, but the more he wiped, the more blood there was.
Yu Liuyun held her fingers tightly, tears falling heavily on her face. He hugged her shoulders tightly, "Why? Didn't I let someone take you away? What are you doing back?"
"Why did you rush over? Who told you to rush over? I deserved to die, but why did you block me? Didn't you know you would die?"
Nan Yan groped her way to his face, and with difficulty and powerless, she lifted it up to wipe away the tears that seemed to flow endlessly. Her tone became somewhat sad, "You also know that you will die, so why do you two... still want to fight to the death like this?"
"You two... one is my ex-husband, and the other is the person I like..."
"Do you know that if one of you... gets killed by the other, I will never be able to rest in peace for the rest of my life... If I stay with the rest of you, I will feel guilty for the rest of my life..."
She swallowed her breath as she said this, and turned her head with difficulty. It took a lot of effort for her to finally see Zhao Xiuyan, who was so panicked and frightened that he had completely lost control.
His eyes were red, and he just kept calling her name over and over again. Fear, regret and guilt were almost overwhelmed. He accidentally hurt the most important person in his life, he hurt his sweetheart, he hurt Yanyan.
Nan Yan reached out to stroke his eyebrows, her eyes were far-sighted, and she originally wanted to give him a gentle smile, but she accidentally started coughing, and the blood she coughed out almost soaked her dress, and the blood was getting more and more.
Because of the pain, she grabbed his sleeve tightly, tears rolled down her eyes and sank into her temples, wetting a strand of hair, "I don't blame you... I have never blamed you, Brother Zhao, I have waited for you for a long time..."
When Zhao Xiuyan heard what she said, tears kept falling from his eyes. He felt pain in his heart, so much so that he almost stopped breathing. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I hurt you, and I made you sad. It's my fault, it's all my fault, please hit me, you can punish me in any way you want..."
Nan Yan shook her head. She tried to reach out and touch his face. Tears welled up in her eyes. "No... I don't blame you. I always knew what kind of person Senior Brother was. That's why I liked you... I just felt a little disappointed. I waited for you for so long that day... But, as long as you comfort me, I'll be fine."
Nan Yan finally showed him a pale smile, and stroked his eyebrows with her fingers, "I like the way Senior Brother Zhao smiles gently. Don't be sad. Look at you...what have you become now? Your eyebrows and eyes are much darker. You don't look like the Senior Brother Zhao I liked before..."
"I like you the way you were before..."
She tried to raise her head to kiss the corner of his lips, her hands tightly wrapped around his neck, and whispered in his ear, "Do you remember that night when you said you would take me to Wuxia Mountain to see the crabapple blossoms... When the flowers there bloom, they will be connected in pieces, looming in the clouds. You promised to take me to see it..."
"Take me home...Xiu Yan."
Her tears fell again.
"I...I want to go home with you..."
After she finished speaking, she turned her head and looked at Yu Liuyun who was still holding her and refused to let go. A look of hope slowly appeared in her eyes. She opened her lips slightly and said in a weak voice, "Let me go...husband."
Yu Liuyun almost lost all ability to refuse. He just felt as if the lump in his heart had been dug out by someone. Tears fell one by one. Facing Nan Yan's pleading look, he finally let go with trembling fingers.
I'm sorry, it's all his fault. He was too selfish. He harmed everyone. But why wasn't he the one who died? He was the one who deserved to die the most.
Nan Yan couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth.
She reached out her hand to the person opposite, and Zhao Xiuyan hugged her tightly into his arms, almost pressing her deep into his heart. He held her carefully, "I'll take you home, we'll go to Wuxia Mountain to see the crabapple blossoms, I'll take you back to Qingzhou, we'll go home, please hold on, okay? I'll take you to see a doctor first, I'll find a miracle healer to save you, Yanyan, don't die, please don't die..."
Zhao Xiuyan didn't know what to say. He had never hated himself so much as he did at this moment. He actually hurt the most important person to him with his own hands.
Nan Yan tried hard to climb onto his neck with both hands. She buried her head in the crook of his neck. The warm liquid flowed into Zhao Xiuyan's neck. Her lips opened and closed slightly, and her voice became weaker and weaker. "Well, I won't die... I'm very happy, Xiuyan, you finally came to take me home, I will hold on..."
"But, Xiuyan, can you hold me tighter? I feel a little cold."
The more Zhao Xiuyan listened, the more painful it became. His heart felt like it was being cut by a knife, and holding her body seemed to use up all his strength.
"Xiu Yan, I'm a little sleepy..."
Her eyelids became heavier and heavier. She tried hard to open her eyelids to look at him, but she couldn't. The sound became softer and softer, until it was almost inaudible.
She said softly, "Xiu Yan, I'm going to sleep for a while. Can you wake me up when we get home?"
He also said, "Zhao Xiuyan, actually, Lin Pianran is also a good girl..."
"Forget about me..."
The last sentence sounded regretful and hesitant, as if he was reluctant to let go but had no choice; his voice was barely audible.
Zhao Xiuyan staggered while holding her, his knees bent and he fell heavily to the ground, almost falling down. He carefully protected the person in his arms to prevent her from getting any harm.
"I don't want to. How could I forget you, Yanyan, don't say that. Don't say that. I won't forget you. Don't push me to others. Please."
Zhao Xiuyan tried to explain, "I just owe Lin Pianran, I just want to end the past between her and me. The person I like is you, the person I care about has always been you, Yanyan, don't push me away, don't leave me..."
It’s a pity that the person in my arms can no longer hear anything.
The fingers that were originally clinging to his neck also slipped from his shoulders as he moved, and hung weakly at his sides.
Her eyes were completely closed, and even the blood on her lips seemed to have lost its luster and turned dull.
At this moment, his sweetheart completely disappeared, lying in his arms, accidentally killed by him.
Zhao Xiuyan only felt a pain as if his chest was shattering and his head was being stabbed by countless needles, making him feel as if he had been hit hard. He wailed in pain almost uncontrollably, feeling hopeless and miserable.
…
After that day, the melee on Xuancang Mountain finally died down. It didn't last long before the leaders of both sides came to an end.
After Zhao Xiuyan left, no one knew where he went, and no one knew what happened between him and Xuancang Sect leader Yu Liuyun. But that day someone heard someone crying miserably on the mountainside, the sound of tears and blood, like the cry of a trapped beast.
Later, someone mentioned that they had seen him at the foot of the mountain, but he looked as if he had suffered some serious injury. He was in a daze, talking to himself, and no one knew what he was saying. He was also seen holding a woman covered in blood in his arms, and heading south, which seemed to be the direction back to Qingzhou City.
After Yu Liuyun cleaned up all the remnants of the Xuancang Sect, he gave up the position of Sect Leader. On the day he left, he went to the yard where his wife once lived, took away all the things his wife had used, and then disappeared completely.
As time passed, the world returned to its former peace.
I don't know how much time had passed, so long that the impression of the previous cult leader gradually faded in most people's minds, and finally existed only in the mouths of some storytellers, becoming a legendary story, and it was no longer possible to tell whether it was true or false.
One winter day a few years later, a few young students were too playful to practice swordplay and instead of going out to explore and hunt for treasures, they went outside to have a snowball fight in the middle of winter.
As a result, a young man accidentally stepped on empty air from the mountainside and rolled into the deep valley like a snowball. Fortunately, the snow was thick and he was wearing a lot of clothes, so except for a painful buttocks, he did not suffer any serious injuries. Then, they found a dilapidated wooden house in the valley.
Several young people immediately became interested, thinking that some peerless master was living in seclusion there, so after a lot of searching, they actually found an unknown corpse in the snow in the deep valley.
The corpse had long since decayed beyond recognition.
However, next to the corpse stood a woman's cenotaph, and next to the cenotaph stood a small wooden house. In front of the wooden house stood a crabapple tree. The crabapple tree was covered by heavy snow, and all the green leaves had fallen off, waiting to bloom again next year.
"Brother Yan, didn't you say that martial arts masters usually stay in deep mountains and forests or cliffs and valleys like this? Here, besides a corpse, there is only the cenotaph of an unknown woman. There is no secret manual of peerless martial arts at all."
"Oh, I was just saying that. That's all from TV. Bah, it's all from the storybooks. Look, what's written on this cenotaph? Yu something, Yan something?"
"I thought that my brother Yan was an outstanding scholar in modern times, but in this evil ancient times, he became an illiterate who can't even recognize all the words. Alas, is there any powerful person named Yu among you?"
The younger brother beside him scratched his head and thought, "Brother Yan, you are talking nonsense again. It seems that it says "wife of the Yu family". I don't recognize the two characters at the end. I don't know who the powerful person is, but I heard from my father that our predecessor seemed to be surnamed Yu, but he had a bad temper."
Brother Yan used a branch to poke at the pile of bones that had already rotted beyond recognition. "That must be it. This pile of rotten bones is probably that of your leader surnamed Yu. This cenotaph is probably that of his wife."
The younger brother held his head in thought, then looked at him with a puzzled look, "Brother Yan, what is a wife?"
"Wife means daughter-in-law, which means his wife."
The younger brother slapped his head and looked at the light, "Oh, now that you put it that way, we understand."
"My father also said that the leader's wife was very beautiful, kind and gentle, but unfortunately she died in a great battle while trying to save the leader."
"Really? Then why is there only a cenotaph here and not even a proper grave? Could it be that he was cuckolded, a tragedy like Yang Dingtian?"
The younger brother made a bitter face and looked confused, "Who is Yang Dingtian? Brother Yan, you are saying something we can't understand again."
Brother Yan gave him a look of disdain, dropped the branch, clapped his hands, and then said with pride, "Alright, alright, today's work was in vain. I didn't find the martial arts secret manual, but instead I dug up a bunch of old stories."
"Hey, those guys over there, stop looking and come over here. Since we've met, it's fate. Let's just bury these bones with his wife's grave. It's a good deed after all."
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