Maybe it was the scent of tea that made people relax, or maybe it was Yi Qing Jue's voice that was intoxicating, but Yu Tianqing actually fell asleep amid Yi Qing Jue's words that were as flowing as water. And her sleep was so sweet that when she woke up, she had already changed.
The dim light came from an oil lamp at my feet. The oil lamp danced and flickered with the gentle breeze.
The sound of gurgling water reached my ears.
The shaking beneath him was steady and regular.
Yu Tianqing rubbed his swollen temples and slowly sat up. She opened the curtain, and the moonlight was like water, covering the lake. As far as her eyes could see, it was silvery white.
There is an old man sitting on the bow of the boat. His back is hunched and his head is lowered. Who is Chang Buyun? At this time, he was rowing the oar in his hand one after another. He looked very lazy, but the boat was sailing forward at a constant speed.
Yu Tianqing didn't expect that he would fall into the master's way.
"Manager Chang, where are you taking me?"
"Get out of trouble."
Yu Tianqing said, "Master is still here, I can't leave."
Chang Bu Yun said, "Then you have to go and talk to Master."
If Yi Qingjue was willing to keep her, why would he send her away in this way?
Yu Tianqing sighed and said, "Shop Manager Chang, Master needs me, and the rest of the people also need me. I'm here to help Master."
Chang Buyun said calmly, "I know."
"Then do you still want to send me away?"
Chang Buyun said as he should, "Of course, this is Master's order. If you don't accept it, go and argue with Master."
"..."
Yu Tianqing knew that there was no way he could persuade this stubborn old man.
She sat quietly on the bow of the boat, looking at the bright moon hanging in the sky, feeling the silence at this moment.
Chang Buyun continued to lower his head and rowed his oar slowly. The sound of the lake water being rolled up became the only sound at this time.
I don't know how long it took, but Yu Tianqing couldn't help but said, "It's really quiet here."
Chang Buyun said, "There are no people around, so it is naturally quiet."
Looking at the darkness on both sides of the Taiwan Strait, Yu Tianqing sighed, "How can there be such a place without hustle and bustle in this world?"
Chang Buyun said slowly with a thick voice, "It didn't exist originally, but now it exists."
"Oh? Why is this?"
Chang Buyun raised his eyes. Under the moonlight, these eyes looked particularly bleak. His voice was also extremely deep, "Because everyone is dead."
Yu Tianqing was immediately shocked.
Such language and tone were too heavy, and her heart felt as if a stone had been pressed down on her, heavy.
Chang Buyun said softly, "This river is called Wuyou River."
Yu Tianqing's breath shortened, and suddenly her nose felt sour, "...a very nice name."
"Indeed, in the past, both sides of the river were filled with women who came to wash clothes. Their laughter could often be heard. They talked about their children and men, laughed at each other, and helped each other. This was the only thing in this difficult situation. Joyfully. Now, listen..."
Yu Tianqing and Chang Buyun were silent for a while.
Chang Buyun said, "Did you hear that?"
"What?"
"The cry of the soul..."
Yu Tianqing was silent. After a while, she asked in a hoarse voice, "What exactly happened here?"
Chang Buyun said, "A few months ago, everyone here was captured overnight and never came back."
Yu Tianqing was suddenly surprised and said, "Captured? Captured by who?"
Chang Bu Yun said, "I don't know."
"I don't know? How could I not know?" Yu Tianqing asked in shock, "So many people disappeared overnight. Could it be that ghosts came and took them away?"
Chang Buyun said hoarsely, "Maybe it's a ghost."
Yu Tianqing asked again, "Then how did you know that they are all dead?"
Chang Buyun said, "Because all their bodies were thrown to the West Wind Crossing, and they were bleeding from all seven holes."
Even though Chang Buyun's voice was extremely calm, Yu Tianqing still felt the unimaginable tragedy in his heart. Her heart suddenly trembled, "So many people died like this, and there isn't any clue?"
Chang Bu Yun said, "Maybe."
"Why say maybe?"
"Because no one will care whether there are any clues."
"Why is this? Where is Peng Zemu? Isn't he the lord of the city in distress? Doesn't he care about his people?"
Chang Bu Yun said, "The war is coming, who cares about the lives and deaths of ordinary people?"
Yu Tianqing shook his head and murmured, "It shouldn't be like this."
Chang Buyun is still so calm, "The life of a person in a difficult situation is not worth mentioning."
"No, that's not the case. Life is priceless and everyone is equal, so how can it be insignificant?"
"The so-called value is the recognition of others. If no one thinks your life is important, it is naturally not worth mentioning."
Yu Tianqing said solemnly, "If a person is unwilling to respect the lives of others, then he must treat his own life carelessly."
Chang Buyun said, "Your statement is quite novel."
Yu Tianqing said, "This is the fact. Whatever you are willing to give, Void will give you something in return."
"It's a pity." Chang Buyun sighed, "There are almost no people in this world who are willing to believe in the so-called 'emptiness' you say."
"It doesn't matter." Yu Tianqing said, "They don't believe in the so-called 'void', but they will believe in the way of heaven."
While he was talking, the boat passed the turning point, and his eyes suddenly lit up. A handful of torches shone under the night sky, like balls of will-o'-the-wisps, dancing ghostly shadows on everyone's faces.
Yu Tianqing looked around at these unfamiliar faces and said in a deep voice, "Who are you?"
The people holding the torches were silent. After a while, the torches dispersed to both sides, making way for them.
A man waving a feather fan slowly walked out. He was gorgeously dressed. Under the firelight, the jade beads inlaid on his clothes reflected a low-key brilliance.
"Tsk tsk..." The man's voice contained a bit of joking, "The moonlight is like water, and the beauty is like a dream. In such a beautiful time, a beautiful lady like you has to spend it with a decrepit old man. It's really Such a waste of natural resources, what a pity, what a pity!”
Part joking, part ridicule, this unserious look seemed familiar to Yu Tianqing's memory.
"Who are you anyway?"
Listening to Yu Tianqing's question, the man seemed a little sad and said, "Miss Yu, it's been more than half a year since we said goodbye to the Daozhen Sect, but you can't help but be too unkind, so you won't remember me?"
A little reminder made Yu Tianqing suddenly realize. This person was the one who worked with Bai Yunshen to solve the problem of Daozhen Sect.
(End of chapter)
