frightfiction Chapter 271 Silent Night
Chapter 271 Silent Night
After midnight, the area at the foot of Shouyun Mountain in the southwest of Chu State fell into deathly silence.
But in this strange silence, there are surging and turbulent undercurrents.
The Fire Stove House, which originally belonged to the Danxia Sect, became a gathering place for the disciples of the Siyou Sect.
Outside the Jiazi courtyard, the long-vacant kitchen and kitchen were filled with dust, and the huge pot rack on the stove was already covered with rust.
The moonlight streamed quietly through the broken window coffin. The dark white animal bones piled up in the corner of the wall were trampled by insects and rats from time to time, making an eerie creaking sound - which was extremely clear in the quiet night.
The damp, rotten wood, the sunken vegetable oil... mixed with the unique fishy-sweet smell of rust makes people want to vomit.
The night wind blew through the hall, blowing the boning knife hanging on the beam.
It trembled and rippled, and its sharp cold blade cut through the night wind, making a whimpering sound.
As the mirror-like blade flipped, half of a woman's face was reflected.
……
……
Xie Yihan wrinkled her nose slightly and looked away.
She whispered, "We need to arrange for people to renovate this place. The disciples can't just eat fasting pills for every meal."
The man hidden in the shadows slowly approached.
"The dishes at Miaoshanju in the city are very good. We can directly hire the entire restaurant to Siyou Sect." Wang Teng thought for a moment and replied.
The woman looked back in surprise and said teasingly, "You want to eat it yourself, right?"
Wang Teng grinned, holding the soft and tender body in front of him tightly in his arms, biting a bloody mark on her delicate white ear: "I will discuss this matter with Liu Pan tomorrow."
Xie Yihan smiled helplessly, then broke free from her husband's arms and returned to Courtyard No. 1, Jiazi with him.
The old courtyard gate behind him closed, and the dust-sealing formation that obscured his spiritual consciousness opened...
The expressions of the two men gradually became solemn.
Wang Teng took a deep breath and stared at his wife: "I really can live here forever."
"This Siyou Sect is actually related to the Changsheng Sword Sect."
"Most of those servants are from the Changsheng Sword Sect. They belong to different factions but don't know each other. They are obviously selected."
Xie Yihan nodded slightly, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly.
"Being able to select disciples from the Changsheng Sword Sect, the person behind Zhao Qing must have a very deep background."
"besides……"
"And I've heard of Senior Sister Luo mentioned by those servants."
"He is the only direct disciple of the Changsheng Sword Sect's leader. Rumors have been circulating since the early years...that after Luo Xian condenses her golden elixir, she will succeed him as the leader of the Changsheng Sword Sect."
"Now, she is also in this Siyou Sect!"
Wang Teng looked puzzled and asked, "Luo Xianning?"
"Why haven't I heard of this person?"
"Yihan, where did you learn this..."
His words stopped abruptly.
The woman looked angry and glared at him fiercely without answering.
Naturally, she learned the secrets between these major clans of the Chu State when she was imprisoned by Pei Jin. With Pei Jin's cultivation and status, he would always know more than these lesser cultivators.
Xie Yihan examined her husband's dejected expression from head to toe, her delicate body pressed against his as she whispered, "Now that we have plenty of spirit stones, I'll buy him a top-grade foundation-building pill..."
"Shopkeeper Jiang has one in his hand. He bought it at Songshanfang a few years ago. It has a 70% effectiveness in helping cultivators build their foundation."
Seeing that her husband was still upset, the woman pursed her lips and leaned over to rip off her shoulder...
Wang Teng shook his head and sighed, then took his wife into his arms and said with a smile: "It's not because of your past, but I'm thinking of Jiao'er..."
"This Jiaziyuan is equipped with an alchemy room. I will accompany you to make the elixir."
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The night wind was light, passing through the quiet Jiazi courtyard and rushing to the two long streets behind, carrying away the whispers of the servants.
Most of the people living in the C-shaped courtyards are female cultivators.
Half of them came from Songshanfang Xueyi Tower, and the other half came from Changsheng Sword Sect.
"The cost of last night's banquet must have been several thousand spirit stones, right?"
"Much more than that!"
"I wonder how much monthly salary this Siyou Sect will give us?"
"Don't worry, Zhao Zhushou will never treat us unfairly."
"Zhao is stationed there?"
"who is it?"
The little servant from Changsheng Sword obviously didn't know what the Blood-Cloaked Guard was.
A beautiful girl beamed with joy and said in a sweet voice, "You guys in Changshengfang's Huashu Lane should know about this, right?"
"We lived there before coming here. Even though Changshengfang was severely damaged, Huashu Lane was not damaged at all."
"These are the arrangements made by Zhao."
"Hua Shu Lane!?"
"I heard from my brother on duty that there is a Peach Garden restriction nearby, which is very difficult to destroy. It is the most expensive residence in Changshengfang."
"Ok!"
"Zhao Zhushou is... Sect Master Yue's husband!"
As they spoke, the two groups of female cultivators gradually became clearly separated.
"Shopkeeper Zeng said that if we work for Si You with peace of mind in the future, each of us will receive a Rejuvenating Pill next year."
"No matter how powerful your shopkeeper is, can he be compared to Senior Sister Luo!?"
"Silence!"
"somebody is coming……"
"nonsense!"
Amidst the clamor and laughter, a young man who had just stepped onto Bingzi Street blushed and whispered, "Junior Sister Ye... I'm here to see you."
The man's words were very gentle and full of magnetism.
The entire C-shaped courtyard fell into a dead silence.
……
Courtyard No. 1, Dingzi.
Shen Mo, Luo Xianning and Kong Yang sat cross-legged.
There was a hazy light curtain in front of them... floating up and down under the night sky.
In the light curtain, Zhao Hongning was putting on makeup in front of the mirror and occasionally chatting with them.
The woman leaned forward and carefully examined her brows, then uttered a frivolous laugh, "I've told you all along that you won't suffer any loss if you follow Zhao Qing."
Luo Xianning's eyes flickered as she asked doubtfully, "Sister Hong Ning has long known about Zhao Qing's close relationship with that lady?"
Hong Ning looked back slightly, smiled but said nothing.
Kong Yang frowned, carefully examining the scattered jade slips in his hand, and whispered, "When did you find out?"
"A few years ago, when we followed Ji Mengqingrao to Shouyun Mountain."
The woman in the light curtain looked over, her beautiful eyes gleaming with excitement as she added, "She and Zhao Qing are definitely not a master-disciple relationship..."
Shen Mo suddenly looked up and asked in surprise, "Did you sense it through the Seven Emotions Secret Technique back then?"
"If it's not master and disciple... then what is it?"
"This is impossible!"
Luo Xianning whispered, "That senior is at least at the level of a Spiritual Transformation cultivator, and his background is extremely profound."
"Even the Bodhi walker from seven hundred years ago had a close relationship with her."
"And Zhao Qing is just a foundation-building cultivator..."
"She personally admitted that she was Zhao Qing's master."
The light curtain rippled.
Her red lemon smoke eyebrows raised slightly, and a playful smile was on her beautiful face: "You have been deceived."
"Why all the fuss?"
Kong Yang still couldn't believe it, and there was a hint of envy in his words.
"How could a Divine Transformation cultivator possibly form a Daoist partnership with a Foundation Establishment cultivator?"
Yeah, how is it possible...
Shen Mo nodded in agreement, saying that this was simply a fantasy.
Only Luo Xianning bit her lip and remained silent, even feeling nervous...Master was about to become a god.
She looked back at Hong Ning's teasing eyes and changed the subject.
……
"The year of Guimao, spring."
"Zhao Qing once rented a house at Huanyu Pavilion, located at No. 36 in Huima Lane, Danxia City, for a month."
"In the spring of the same year of Guimao, Shouyun Mountain experienced its first beast tide."
Luo Xianning put down the jade slip in her hand and whispered, "This shows that Zhao Qing didn't know the lady in Shouyun Mountain at that time."
Kong Yang looked thoughtful as he took the fragmented jade slips from the woman's hand and looked at the hazy image in the light curtain.
"And a month later, Zhao Qing returned to Danxia Sect."
"From that moment on, he went from being an obscure servant in the stove shop to gradually rising to prominence."
"The Danxia Sect's annals record that Zhao Qing was originally a firewood collector, going to Shouyun Mountain every day... He met that senior in the spring of the Guimao year without a doubt!"
Zhongzhou, the Star-Breaking Holy Land, Tianxiang Tower.
Hong Ning took a slow step, lifted the thin quilt and leaned on the soft bed.
She looked helplessly at the light screen suspended in the room and wondered, "What's the point of exploring this?"
Kong Yang was excited and said hurriedly: "You have overlooked the most important point!"
"Miao Jian first arrived in Danxia in the spring of the Guimao year!"
"Zhao Qing and Miao Jian were close friends. They lived next door to each other, and Zhao Qing even used his brother's name to officiate Miao Jian's wedding."
"More than ten years have passed, and they still haven't lost contact."
"Miao Jian even went so far as to expose himself in public and give Liu Xian's remains to Zhao Qing for use."
"And the incident in the withered peach secret realm back then was also closely related to Miao Jian."
"Inside the secret realm, there is Shen Su, the master of the Moon Chasing Sword, and outside the secret realm, Shouyun Mountain is a cloud-cutting mountain!"
"If my guess is correct..."
"The lady on Shouyun Mountain is the one who raises the sword!"
Luo Xianning's expression changed instantly, and she frowned and said, "Miao Jian and my Changsheng Sword have a grudge."
"Why don't we go to Wanxiang Gate?"
"Since we are helping, we will help them till the end."
"Perhaps this lady gave us each one million resources with this intention, so that we can secretly take care of Miao Jian."
……
Zhao Hongning sighed softly, speechless for a moment, feeling exhausted.
After a long silence, she chuckled and said, "I'm tired. Let's talk about it another day."
The light curtain in front of him shrank in an instant, turning into half a piece of emerald jade, flapping its wings and blending into the night.
The woman stood up from the couch and slowly closed the window.
After she took off her boots and socks, she wiped her lips with her handkerchief and spat inwardly, "Isn't this stupid?"
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The night is lonely, and the stars and the moon are like frost.
My aunt and Shuyue held each other's arms and walked down Shouyun Mountain.
On the huge sect square, there were only two graceful figures that were getting longer and longer.
The long stone steps wind their way into the depths of the forest.
However, the various male and female monks who existed back then have now disappeared.
The pretty woman walked lightly and found an open space behind the stone steps. She turned around and smiled, "I stood here when we first met. It was raining that day."
Shuyue's face showed a look of reminiscence: "You also had a sachet hanging around your waist."
Zhou Xiaoyi chuckled and nodded, then she took Shuyue's slender waist and combed her hair: "You were wearing a light blue robe and standing next to Zhao Qing."
The woman's bright eyes curved into crescent moons as she smiled: "It's a dark blue robe, but the color has faded after washing."
"Our family was very poor back then." My aunt suddenly laughed.
Wang Shuyue shook her head slightly, her dark black hair fluttering in the wind: "My husband bought me a lot of new clothes, but I just haven't worn them yet."
She gritted her teeth secretly: "At that time, I was just afraid that Zhao Qing, a cultivator, would look down on me for not being frugal."
The two walked arm in arm across the empty square and headed towards the Dan Hall.
"What then?"
"later……"
"Later, I'm afraid Zhao Qing's cultivation will improve and he'll live longer than me."
Zhou Xiaoyi: ???
She looked at Shuyue in surprise, only to see disappointment in the woman's eyes.
"At that time, the fragment of Heaven's Dao had not yet given me spiritual roots."
"My husband is just a small servant, and he has no access to those strange methods in Yujing. Who would have thought that even without spiritual roots, there would be a chance to practice..."
"After that, I followed Zhao Qing to Huima Lane and stayed there temporarily. He never came home."
"But he takes good care of me..."
"I was too young at the time, and even thought about waiting to die with him in the beast tide, so that my life would not be in vain."
The woman looked at the many houses in the Dan Hall, then smiled and said, "This is it."
"Alchemy Room No. 80."
My aunt's beautiful eyes trembled slightly, and she used her powerful spiritual power to break the restrictions of the alchemy room and pushed the door open and walked in.
All you can see is a Dantai carved from bluestone.
An empty wooden table and a bed without bedding.
Under the window coffin, the yellowed porridge bucket had cracks and a layer of dust accumulated inside.
Shuyue followed closely behind, her eyes swept through the alchemy room, and she smiled and said, "I've only been here once."
"Zhao Qing let Qing Huan live here by herself at that time, and sometimes he would sneak over to keep her company while I was asleep."
She casually picked up the wooden lid of the porridge bucket, closed it and temporarily placed it on the altar.
My aunt laughed for no reason and whispered, "You were already asleep, how did you find out?"
"My husband never lies to me. Just ask him directly."
Shuyue took out two night pearls and a bronze mirror to illuminate the small alchemy room.
Zhou Xiaoyi used water magic, and the two of them carefully cleaned and wiped the entire room with silk handkerchiefs.
This is Qinghuan's bridal chamber. They plan to wait for Li Qingci to arrive at Shouyun Mountain and then let Zhao Qing and Qinghuan spend their wedding night here.
Big red lanterns were hung high above the eaves of the Dan Hall, and the yellowed window papers were removed and replaced with brand new window grilles.
My aunt sat in the alchemy room, taking out all the jewelry she had collected and carefully selecting them...
The only difference was that the bedding on the bed was not bright red, but the same thin rouge-colored quilt that she had used when she was in Shangchu Town.
Before they knew it, the two of them had stayed there until dawn.
The stars and the moon retreat, and the morning light fades.
The light spring breeze blowing from Shouyun Mountain sways the red lanterns in the yard.
The door of Alchemy Room No. 80 was tightly closed, and the air was filled with the sweet and slightly astringent scent of dew.
The bedding was messy. My aunt gently hugged Shuyue's delicate body and smiled in her ear, "Master, it's time to get up."
The woman lazily pulled the quilt over and said with a pout, "Shen Mo and the others are here, I won't go!"
"Then what will you do when we go to Mingshang Province?" my aunt teased.
Shuyue frowned and whispered, "How long will it take?"
"Two months round trip is enough."
"You have to stay with Qinghuan, otherwise she will be sad."
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Dingzimohao Courtyard.
Wang Teng arrived here early, asked Zeng Nianke to get the Siyou Sect membership, and took Liu Pan to assign tasks to the disciples.
"C1st Courtyard, C2nd Courtyard, tidy up the kitchen and the kitchen."
"C3rd and C4th Hospitals, travel around the Danxia area and drop this pill into all the wells."
"Courtyard C5, Courtyard C6, go to the hillside of Shouyun Mountain and tidy up the abandoned talisman workshop."
"Courtyard Yiyi, Courtyard Yier, follow Liu Pan up the mountain and cut down the willows."
"Yi Sanyuan went to Lu Niu County and asked ordinary workers, bricklayers and tilers, to come to Siyou Changju."
"Yi Si Hospital..."
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Until this moment, Gu Qinghuan, who had been crazy all night, fell into a deep sleep, with his hands tightly wrapped around Zhao Qing like iron shackles.
The white-haired girl pushed open the door, leaned over to examine the woman's face with a smile, and gently touched the corner of her lips with her slender fingers. She said casually: "When you go to Heyang Mountain, follow the Lanjiang River to the East China Sea."
Zhao Qing looked puzzled: "What are you going to the East China Sea for?"
Si He gently kicked the chains under his feet and played with Qing Huan's snow-white feet: "Lu Qing's Tian Qing Sword was thrown into the sea by me."
"But I have left a mark. I will use the Tai'a Seal to guide you in your search."
Zhao Qing: ???
If that's the case, why did you throw it away before?
Si He sensed his thoughts and kept silent.
Then he smiled and said, "Master, do whatever you want. You just have to obey."
"When you take me out of Shouyun Mountain, this chain..."
A hint of mischief flashed in the girl's bright eyes, and she casually wrapped the chain around her ankle.