Chapter 35
Cassel wanted to go down the mountain, but he didn't rush down recklessly. He is a little devil, and he still remembers what Barbatos taught him before.
So, he took Yuanqi Pavilion as the center and went down the mountain one kilometer each time. He would look at the area within a kilometer radius, then run back, draw the map, and remember it clearly.
It took him half a month, and he finally arrived at the main gate of Yundian on a sunny afternoon. It was already the coldest time of the year, and the entire mountain range was covered with snow. It looked as if someone had splashed a layer of moonlight on it, and it even reflected some light under the sunlight.
Cassel, wearing a robe and boots, stood at the door and saw the first person other than Bai Yi who had been "confined" for more than two months.
The disciple guarding the gate obviously saw Cassel. He frowned, drew his sword and walked over, looking at him warily, and shouted: "Who dares to trespass into Yunding?"
Cassel gathered his clothes, pointed his hand towards Yuanqi Pavilion, and explained: "I came from that side."
The disciple was startled, and then taunted: "You know what that place is. Even if you lie, you should know your limits. Leave immediately and don't disturb the peace of Yunding!"
Cassel's eyes widened. He didn't understand. "I didn't lie."
The disciple was about to say something when a gentle voice like jade came from the side:
"——What's going on?"
Before Cassel could react, he saw the disciple put away his sword, saluted and said, "Senior Brother Danrong."
Cassel didn't move. He did not salute, but just straightened up and looked at the man. He had a sword on his waist, and a beautiful tassel hung on the hilt. It was blue-green. He was dressed in white and had a gentle expression, even his eyebrows and eyes were gentle, just like most of the angels Cassel had seen.
He was alert at first, but then relaxed. It's not a real angel, so what is he afraid of? Besides, even if he is a real angel, this is the top of the cloud, he can still run away!
The gatekeeper disciple told the man named Danrong everything that had just happened word for word, and finally accuses Cassel of impersonating him.
Cassel couldn't clear himself from the blame, so he couldn't help but say, "I really didn't lie to you."
The disciple frowned in disgust and said, "How could the Sword Master and the Holy Hand allow an outsider to enter?"
"I have seen this young brother," Tan Rong interrupted the disciple and said softly, "He is a relative of Sword Master's mother's clan. I met him last time."
Cassel was stunned.
Cassel was invited to sit over. He did not refuse. After all, they were at the top of the cloud and would not encounter any real danger.
Danrong made a cup of tea for Cassel and handed it to him. The tea had a faint aroma and was steaming. Cassel fanned himself with his hands, and when the steam dissipated, he looked down and saw the tea leaves unfolding in the dark green tea.
"My name is Danrong," Danrong said softly, "The head of the sect is my master. I have heard from my master before that the distant relative of the Sword Master is handsome, and today when I see him, it is indeed true."
Cassel didn't say anything, but the little wings hidden in his robe fluttered slowly twice. He could tell that this person was praising his good looks.
Tan Rong smiled and said, "If I remember correctly, your real name is Cassel, right?"
Cassell was a little skeptical: "How do you know my name?"
"Before Sword Master went into seclusion, he met my master once and specifically mentioned you, hoping that my master would take care of you." Tan Rong smiled faintly, "But my master has also been in seclusion recently, so he asked me to wait here for someone named Cassel."
Cassel hesitated for a moment: "Then how do you know what I look like?"
In response, he chuckled. He covered half of his face with his sleeves, and said with a smile, "Brother, the outer robe you are wearing is the Sword Master's favorite, no matter the material or style."
Cassel: "..."
Cassel didn't quite believe him, but what he said made sense, and Cassel couldn't find any fault with the way he did things.
He returned to Yuanqi Pavilion and stayed there for several days. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and ran to the mountainside again. Unfortunately, he met Danrong again. Danrong still likes to wear the blue-green sword tassel, and this time even her belt is blue.
He still greeted Cassel gently, and his expression and actions were just like the little angel Cassel met at the beginning. Cassel touched his nose, feeling a little restless.
After a few interactions, the two finally became more familiar with each other.
It suddenly started snowing heavily outside. The mountain was covered with snow. Cassel lay by the window and reached out to catch the snow outside.
Tan Rong was right behind him, and she reminded him with a smile that he would get sick if he did that. At the same time, go forward and close the window.
Cassel dragged a stool and sat at the table, holding the cup in both hands, and said: "You haven't finished the story last time. You said that the scholar went to Beijing to take the imperial examination and asked his first wife to wait for him, but the prime minister's daughter wanted to marry the scholar... Then what?"
Through what he saw and heard, Cassel gradually came to understand the vocabulary of this world. He slowly began to accept it and tried to use these words to express himself.
Tan Rong put down his sword, sat in front of Cassel, and said: "Then, the scholar married the prime minister's daughter and abandoned his first wife."
Cassel didn't understand. Barbatos said that only people who like each other can be together. In the words of this world, it means that the man marries the woman in a formal ceremony and they are in love with each other. But in the story of Tan Rong, there is no love between the prime minister's daughter and the scholar.
He thought so, so he asked naturally.
Tanrong's voice was still gentle: "Because the scholar is emotional."
Cassel's hand holding the teacup froze for a moment, he looked up and asked: "How did you get emotional?"
"Affection is the simplest thing in the world," Tanrong half covered his face, and slowly, word by word, as if he wanted to engrave each word into Cassel's mind, he said, "If you want to make someone fall in love, gather all the beauties in the world and let them throw themselves into your arms, or find this person, the one he cares about the most, and do it like in the storybooks..."
Cassel looked up at him, his eyes full of shock: "How do you know so much?"
"It's written in the storybook," Tan Rong came back to his senses and said with a smile, "You can read it casually after practicing swordsmanship."
Cassel put the teacup on the table and tilted his head to look out the window. The snow shows no sign of stopping.
"Nothing," Tan Rong said, "It's snowing heavily today, why don't you rest here for a night? I'll take you back tomorrow when the snow stops."
Cassel still shook his head and refused: "Forget it. I have something else to do today."
"Is that so?" Tan Rong smiled, "Then wait until the snow is lighter, and I'll give you a ride."
Cassel nodded in agreement. He sat on the stool and listened to Tan Rong continue telling stories, most of which were stories about human beings, but every time when it came to the crucial moment, he stopped talking, and this time was no exception.
Cassel listened carefully, and when he heard that the scholar's wife was imprisoned, Danrong said that the snow outside had stopped and they could go.
Cassel looked out the window and indeed, the snow had stopped. But... he turned around and looked at Tan Rong, and mustered up the courage to say: "The story is not over yet..."
"Come back tomorrow," he said. "In a few days, there will be a competition in the Immortal Realm. Master told me to go all out. I heard that the Sword Master might show up this time."
Cassel was confused. After the Sword Master appeared, didn’t Nie Wuhen have to go into seclusion for half a year? It's not even three months yet, how can he possibly participate in the Immortal Realm Martial Arts Competition?
He bit his lip and refused to say this, but Tan Rong kept talking about the martial arts competition in the fairy world, and said that he especially admired Sword Master and asked if he could meet Sword Master.
Cassel hesitated. His thoughts were inexplicably blank for three minutes. When he came back to his senses, he saw Dan Rong smiling bitterly and saying, "Nothing. I know Sword Master is busy."
Cassell put down his cup and said honestly: "I really don't know."
He just smiled calmly and said nothing.
Cassel pushed the door open and went out. He took an umbrella and went out, holding it open. Behind him, the disciple named Danrong was standing at the door to see him off. The orange lights were the only bright color on this snowy night.
Tan Rong told him to slow down, and Cassel nodded in response, then turned around and walked forward with one deep step and one shallow step.
The snow is too deep. The heavy snow had been falling for a long time and had now sunk to the ankles. Cassel stepped on the snow, making a squeaking sound, like a mouse gnawing on wood chips.
After walking for a while, my boots were all wet. Looking up, I saw white all around. There is no moon, no stars, not a single light. Besides the cold, there was also the biting wind.
He couldn't see the road.
Cassel stopped and looked back. There are no more footprints of the time when I came. But just now, no snow fell.
The surroundings fell into endless silence.
All is quiet except for the cold.
"After more than two months of waiting, I finally got him out. I was still thinking, if he didn't come out, should I snatch him away?"
The candle flame flickered, emitting a faint light. A large shadow fell, revealing two figures on the wall. A cool breeze blew and the shadows swayed. One of the shadows turned sideways, revealing pointed ears, and underneath it was a long fish tail.
"Demons can't enter the Cloud Peak." The strange voice replied, "My lord, according to your method, will the Lord Demon come back?"
"No one knows better than me." Ji Chuya sneered. He sat on the chair and tilted his head to look at the bead in front of him - in the bead, there was a scene of Kassel returning home in the snow.
"The fox demon said that Nie Wuhen was in love, but he didn't know it and was so bold as to want to practice the ruthless way. Ah, he really doesn't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. We have to force him out within half a year. The sooner we force him out, the more likely he will fall into evil. Chen Zhufeng, if you want your Lord Demon to come back, you have to seize the opportunity. This guy named Cassel is the key."
Chen Zhufeng tilted his head, no longer as elegant and gentle as before, his eyes were full of calculation. He recalled the mind-reading skill he had used on Cassel without making a sound, and he raised the corners of his lips slightly and said, "That's natural."
"This guy is so easy to deal with. In three months at most, I can force Nie Wuhen to come out of seclusion. If I skin Cassel alive in front of him, he will definitely become possessed."
Ji Chuya sneered, he reached out and touched the bead, and said: "The left protector of the demon clan is really a lunatic. But I am satisfied. Lord Left Protector, I will wait and see."
But before he could finish his words, the beads in front of the two men suddenly emitted a dazzling light. In an instant, it was as bright as daylight, making it so bright that the two men could not open their eyes.
The two of them looked unhappy: "Not good!"
But it was too late.
The beads exploded instantly. Everything seemed to be frozen at that moment. When the two of them recovered, the room was in a mess, and there was no bead.
The person trapped in the bead had long disappeared.
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