Chapter 263: Didn’t he come back again?
Yu Chang, who has always been highly alert, is no exception at this moment.
The intoxicating aroma in the room and the lively reunion could not influence him. He was like a detached bystander, always forcing himself to stay awake.
"Yes." Yu Chang was very frugal with his words, but his expression was extremely gentle. "Someone."
Wen Yu held the tea bowl, waves of warmth rising from her fingertips, gradually seeping into her skin and going straight into her heart.
The overlapping past and the passing of time inevitably gave her a sense of unreality, but the atmosphere around her suddenly brought her back to reality and even created a strange connection with the past.
"I'll go invite him in." Yu Chang said briefly and was about to leave.
Holding Yu Chang with one hand, Wen Yu placed him directly on the bench beside him and poured him more tea.
"Sit down." Wen Yu raised her chin slightly, "Have some tea."
Yu Chang is not her servant, so how can he always stand behind her and run things for her?
His eyes fell on the goose yellow teacup, and Yu Chang's face warmed up. He was completely different from when he looked at Su Jianbai just now.
"That's right." Yu Chang obediently picked up the teacup, but seemed to have misunderstood. "I don't have to go in person to invite him."
After saying that, Yu Chang flicked the wall of the cup with the back of his finger, and the tea inside began to sway.
At the same time, outside the house, the north wind was howling and the snow was falling, and the situation seemed to be even bigger.
The sound of someone jumping down from the roof was not concealed at all and fell directly into the ears of everyone present.
"I see you're still so annoying."
I heard his voice before I saw him.
Although hundreds of years have passed quietly, this straightforward and impulsive temperament can still be seen in some traces of the past.
Wen Yu raised her eyebrows imperceptibly.
When he comes in, she doesn't know how he will cause trouble for Yu Chang, whether he will cry and make a fuss or chatter incessantly, and she can't control him.
The cold wind blew and the door opened wide.
The gusts of cold air seemed to have finally found a gap in the defense, rushing in and breaking the warm heat in the room into pieces and dispersing it.
Wen Heng raised his sleeves to hug Wen Bao, while Song Zhuo held up the hem of his fox fur coat and stood in front of his sister Heng.
"Auntie—" Chen Zhizhi exclaimed and rushed to Wen Yu, fearing that something might go wrong.
Su Jianbai moved and immediately stood shoulder to shoulder with Chen Zhizhi. The two of them had an inexplicable tacit understanding.
"Eh—" Wen Liangyi remained calm and looked towards the door in surprise and joy, "Second Uncle!"
The man who came was tall and handsome, his black robe fluttering in the wind, and he looked a little disheveled. The thick layer of fallen snow on the ends of his hair made him look even more...
Wen Yanzi stepped into the room, casually flicked her sleeves, and the door behind her closed automatically.
He was familiar with all the young people in the hall.
And he was even more familiar with the culprit behind this snowstorm.
Wen Yanzi glanced at Yu Chang indifferently, but her expression was not as happy as before.
But it is not difficult to see that what he just said was directed at Yu Chang.
Wen Yu's eyes moved slightly, and she glanced at Su Jianbai, who was crouching beside her but peeking out. She also said that this furry fox had some of Yan Zi's former style.
But now, Yan Zi... is very different from before.
Although she expected the person to be Yanzi, she never thought... it seemed that this was not the Yanzi from three hundred years ago.
Thinking of this, Wen Yu paused.
She is not Wen Yu from three hundred years ago, right?
Yu Chang stopped what he was doing, and the sound of the wind outside the house stopped immediately. It seemed that he finally had some free time, and he began to drink his tea slowly and leisurely.
He didn't take Wen Yanzi's scolding to heart.
When he was in Guanwuyuan before, he and Wen Yanzi seldom met, only a few times in total, but he didn't know how he had offended this little Baiyang so much.
But he didn't care.
"Second Uncle—" When Wen Liangyi saw who it was, he was overjoyed, "Second Uncle, it's really you!"
As he spoke, he took two steps at a time and rushed in front of Wen Yanzi.
When everyone saw him, Chen Zhizhi and the others greeted him and said, "Greetings, Second Uncle."
Wen Yanzi glanced around the hall and nodded in response. When her eyes fell on Wen Liangyi, she couldn't help but rub his fluffy hair.
Then, without saying a word, he walked straight past everyone and towards Wen Yu.
Having shed her youthful spirit, Wen Yanzi, who has now matured, has a subtle mature tension that is beginning to emerge.
As he walked forward, his high ponytail swayed slightly behind him, making him look very energetic.
She was indeed completely different from the timid, stupid and aggressive Wen Yanzi in Wen Yu's memory.
It is both familiar and unfamiliar, nothing more than that.
"I sensed your presence nearby, so I followed you to see for myself."
Before Wen Yu could speak, Wen Yanzi spoke first.
In three hundred years, tonight was the first time he felt Wen Yu's aura.
No one knew where the woman had gone, so he had a hard time finding her.
"I..." Wen Yu pondered, thinking about how to answer.
She had been working in the Reincarnation Department and had never returned to the human world, so naturally there was no trace of her.
But she suddenly appeared today, and Wen Yanzi happened to be able to detect her aura? What kind of cultivation must this be...
Wen Yanzi was tall, and standing in front of Wen Yu, he was no longer the boy who used to hang around her shoulder. At this moment, he lowered his eyes and looked at Wen Yu without saying a word. There was even a hint of condescension in his silence.
Looking at the living Wen Yu in front of her, Wen Yanzi felt angry and resentful, and inexplicably felt a lot of grievances.
At that time, Yu Chang and Wen Yu were missing, and there was no place suitable for him in the entire Jiangyang Prefecture.
Fortunately, Chi Huangjun later found him and said that Wen Yu had found a place for him to study under a master, but he wanted to see Wen Yu again, but he was never able to.
They disappeared for hundreds of years without leaving behind a single word.
"As long as you're still alive," Wen Yanzi glanced at everyone in the hall calmly, and finally signaled to Wen Yu, "Since you've returned to Jiangyang, you can handle these matters of blessing your descendants. I'll take my leave first."
Before she finished speaking, Wen Yanzi turned around and left without even waiting for Wen Yu's response, without a trace of hesitation in her steps.
It was as if something was chasing him from behind and he was in a hurry.
"Wait!" Wen Yu put down his teacup and stood up suddenly. "Is the story between you and the Hidden Spirit God really true?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Wen Yanzi stopped in her tracks.
The fact that he went to Canglingxian Mountain to learn from a master was originally an opportunity that Wen Yu asked Huang Jun to find for him.
It's no surprise that Wen Yu knows the Lord of Hidden Spirits.
But... she asked this as soon as she opened her mouth, and it was hard for him not to guess that Wen Yu had heard something.
He and the Hidden Spirit God...
Seeing Wen Yanzi pause and freeze in place, Wen Yu suddenly felt certain.
The rumor is probably true.
"Yan Zi..." Wen Yu stepped forward and called in a low voice.
She didn't know how Yan Zi had been living in Cangling Fairy Mountain during the past hundred years, and whether she was happy. Now she wanted to ask something... but it was even more difficult to open her mouth.
In the silence, Wen Liangyi pulled Su Jianbai aside and asked bluntly, "What is the Hidden Spirit God? Who is the Hidden Spirit God?"
"Why don't you ask your second uncle?" Su Jianbai pushed Wen Liangyi away impatiently and leaned towards Chen Zhizhi.
Wen Liangyi's curiosity went unheeded, and Wen Yu's questions were equally unanswered.
Wen Yanzi kept silent for a while, then walked away without hesitation, like a gust of night wind blowing out the door.
The slightly swaying door leaf gradually closed, isolating his figure from everyone's sight, and no corner of his clothes could be seen anymore.
Wen Yu looked thoughtfully at the direction Wen Yanzi left—her hurried steps and swaying hair seemed to...
Escape in panic.
"I see that his cultivation is improving and his internal strength is improving." Yu Chang shook his head gently, blowing on the tea in the cup. "You don't have to worry."
His words were like a light on a snowy night, calming Wen Yu down a little while she was lost. She turned around and—
Wen Heng and Chen Zhizhi led a group of brothers and sisters, staring at her with bright eyes.
"Yes, Auntie, don't take it to heart." Wen Liangyi apologized and tried to smooth things over. "Second Uncle... Second Uncle has always been like this, coming and going like the wind."
"Yes, yes..." Wen Heng echoed, "Aunt, please take a seat."
Wen Yu looked at everyone's slightly awkward smiles and couldn't help but nod in response.
Let him be.
After she has dealt with matters on this side, she will make a special trip to Cangling Fairy Mountain to apologize to Yanzi, and take the opportunity to visit the Cangling God, who has only been heard of but never seen.
She actually had no connection with the Lord of Hidden Spirits, but she had heard her master talk about him before.
On the Cangling Immortal Mountain, there lives a God named Cangling, who has immense powers and a high level of cultivation. The most important thing is that he has no disciple yet.
This was also the reason why she later thought of asking General Chi Huang to send Wen Yanzi to Cangling Immortal Mountain.
Wen Yu looked around and saw Zhizhi, Song Zhuo, Wen Liangyi, Wen Heng and Wen Bao.
Everyone in the past had their own ending, even Lord Jia and Yang Sheng had their ending. The only thing I haven't heard of...
"What's the news about Lord Mu?" Wen Yu turned to Chen Zhizhi and asked.
"This..." Chen Zhizhi's face tensed, and he answered hesitantly, "Linyuankou is deserted..."
After she finished speaking, she did not forget to check Wen Yu's expression to see if she wanted to continue.
"Later, Uncle Xiyan bought Linyuankou and handed it over to Sister Wenzhu to manage." Chen Zhizhi thought, but couldn't seem to think of anything special.
"That's right." Wen Heng had some impression of her when she said that. "I've been to that house at Linyuankou before."
Linyuankou is the most famous architectural complex in Jiangyang. The people who once lived there were either rich or noble, and the houses they left behind are also exquisite and extraordinary.
"It's true that the building is deserted..." Wen Heng recalled carefully, afraid of missing any details, "but there is still a packet of silver wrapped in red cloth on the table in the hall."
"What?" Wen Yu suddenly had an idea and remembered the past.
"Silver pieces wrapped in red cloth." Wen Heng seemed startled by Wen Yu's sudden question, but he still answered truthfully, "My mother said no one had touched it and it has been carefully kept in its original place."
"I know that!" Wen Bao, who had been listening obediently, continued, "The amazing thing is—"
When he said this, Wen Bao stretched out his hands and grabbed, then walked around in front of everyone in a pretentious manner.
"Even today, hundreds of years later, the red cloth seal is still intact and has not decayed—"
Wen Heng couldn't help laughing and hugged his little sister in his arms.
When Song Zhuo saw this, he spontaneously walked to Wen Heng's side to help her.
As for Wen Liangyi, he was not surprised at all. He had heard Wen Bao talk about this matter countless times, so it was nothing surprising.
Su Jianbai was even more indifferent and kept aloof.
It was just an ordinary little trick to keep things from rotting. He could do it to that extent, so it didn't seem new to him.
Among the people present, only Wen Yu and Yu Chang remained silent.
After a brief eye contact, they both remembered an incident that happened at that time almost at the same time.
It is a custom in Jiangyang Prefecture to wrap small amounts of silver in red cloth and give them to close women during the Girls' Day on the first day of September.
Song Linsheng once gave it to Wen Yu when they were touring the river at night.
Yu Chang also received a red envelope from Xi Yan.
The red cloth seal that Wen Heng mentioned is at the entrance of Linyuan Garden, so it must have been left by Lord Mu.
But who did he want to give it to? And why didn't he give it to him?
If I ask now, I have no idea of the answer.
"He never came back?" Wen Yu murmured.
"Lord Mu?" Chen Zhizhi tilted his head slightly, his doubts evident. "No, no one knows where he went after that."
After he finished speaking, Chen Zhizhi seemed to remember something and quickly added.
"Even when my father was working in Jiangyang Prefecture until he resigned, he never saw this Mu Jingli again."
Wen Yu remained silent and did not ask any more questions.
All the old friends have withered away, like white flowers leaving a tree.
Except for Yanzi, all the friends at that time were mortals, and their fate would probably be... to be buried in the dust.
His chest was heaving up and down, with an inexplicable airflow rushing through it, making Wen Yu feel suffocated.
For no reason, she really wanted to know where Lord Mu ended up.
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