Soon, the news that the Mojiao Sect funded the reconstruction of Shaolin spread all over jianghu. Thanks to the blessings of the Leader's wife, everyone in Mojiao could finally raise their brows and exhale their resentment. Whenever they encountered people who would scold them, the Mojiao, as vicious people, could just snort at them with their noses pointed to the sky as they exclaimed, "What are you cursing at us for? If you have the skill, why don't you rebuild a Shaolin Temple for us to see!"
Chu Changge once asked Murong Yunshu why she didn't write her name directly. And her answer is——my reputation is already good enough. I no longer need to buy any more reputation and fish for any praise——her response had always made the listener feel as awkward as she had done before.
Actually, Chu Changge knew very well why she did it.
"Thank you."
Murong Yunshu looked up at him strangely. "What for?"
"Thanks for everything." Chu Changge smiled and continued to wipe the sword.
Murong Yunshu raised her eyebrows, "Don't mention it." Then she looked at him with a smile with her eyebrows arched.
After Li Wunai's shaving ceremony, all the schools and sect leaders had long gone down the mountain. Only Murong Yunshu and Chu Changge left there for a short stay. Li Wunai's original words were——"Although the two patrons have no relationship with Buddha, by staying in the temple for a few more days, patrons can always get a little bit of the Buddha's qi. If patrons encounter danger in the future, it can turn misfortune into a blessing."
Chu Changge agreed to stay, not because he wanted to get some of the Buddha's qi, but because he still had questions in his mind——how did Li Wunai kill Fang Hongfei?
If Fang Hongfei was the same as Fang Hongfei four years ago, with Li Wunai's martial arts, he was no match for him at all. Since Fang Hongfei dared to return to the Central Plains to find his way to Jinling, his martial arts were bound to be as good as before. Under such a disparity of strength, for Li Wunai to win against Fang Hongfei, the founder of the Buddhist Sect, must have made his appearance. And if he did make his presence, the Shaolin Temple wouldn't have been destroyed four years ago......
"We're going down the mountain and heading north to the capital tomorrow. How about taking this opportunity to stroll around with me?" Murong Yunshu suddenly asked with a smile. Her smile was somewhat enchanting, laughing a little obsequiously, deliberately attempting to please him.
Chu Changge knew what she was up to without even thinking about it. He smiled and said, "There is no Bodhidharma altar here."
Murong Yunshu's raised her dark eyebrows. "Who said I was looking for the Bodhidharma altar?"
Chu Changge: "If you're not looking for the Bodhidharma altar, then are you looking for a scripture to recite in meditation with a Buddhist monk?"
"……"
"There is nothing else in Shaolin Temple except for these things."
"......" Murong Yunshu was dumbfounded by Chu Changge's question and stammered for a long time before concluding with a particular sentence with complete confidence, "I want to dabble myself with some Buddha's qi!" After saying that, she smiled smugly at Chu Changge.
Chu Changge simply raised his eyebrows and said earnestly, "Then, let's go to the Bodhidharma altar, where the Buddha's qi is the heaviest."
"Good. You know the Bodhidharma altar at......" Halfway through her sentence, Murong Yunshu suddenly regretted it and shut her mouth resentfully while ignoring a particular person who was holding back his laughter until his face was cramped. She looked left and right and then spoke incoherently, "The ground is so clean."
"Sweeping the floor is the true treasure of Shaolin Temple. It has been passed down for thousands of years since the founder, Bodhidharma. Of course, it will be clean." Chu Changge meticulously answered as he pretended to be earnest. Please read this chapter at xinshou blogspot com.
"......" Does he have to mention the founder, Bodhidharma?
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The two teased each other all the way and unconsciously came to a secluded sideyard of Shaolin Temple.
As Murong Yunshu looked at the small courtyard in front of her, she said, "Maybe this is where Bodhidharma had once practised his martial arts."
Sure enough, she hasn't given up yet. Chu Changge smiled helplessly, took her hand and walked inside. "Don't you want to go in and see?"
"I heard that if you sit on the altar of the founder Bodhidharma, you will be able to turn the misfortunes in your life into a blessing." Murong Yunshu said as she walked in.
"Since when did you become so superstitious?"
"After meeting you."
"......" Well, he admitted that he had been dogged by bad luck. But he never worshipped supernatural beings and still managed to turn the odds in his favour. "A kiss from me is more spiritual than sitting on the founder Bodhidharma altar." Chu Changge looked at her with a crooked smile.
"......" Murong Yunshu wanted to roll her eyes at him. But after thinking for a bit, she stopped her pace and grabbed him. She stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the face without any hesitation. Afterwards, she acted as if nothing had happened as she continued pulling him to walk inside without her face turning red or her heart jumping.
Murong Yunshu's series of actions dumbfounded Chu Changge, and it took him several steps before coming back to his senses. He suddenly stopped walking and brought her into his arms.
Murong Yunshu was stunned by his sudden actions, especially those breathtaking black eyes that stared at her quietly, making her even involuntarily breathe cautiously, and her heart beat faster. They looked at each other for a moment, and when she was just about to ask him what he wanted to do, she saw the corner of his mouth curled up, and a devilish smile flashed before her eyes—followed by a violent and wild kiss.
This kiss was longer than any other in the past. But Murong Yunshu did not feel the passage of time until his heat left hers. Only then did she realise that there seemed to be a long, long blank space in her mind.
Chu Changge looked at the flushed Murong Yunshu and smiled as he brought her into his arms once more. "The child is almost five years old, and you still look so shy. If I hadn't known you, I would have thought that I had forcibly kissed a virtuous woman." There was a bit of discontent in his voice, but his gaze was gentle.
Murong Yunshu also laughed wryly at herself. Yes, their child was almost five years old, and she still couldn't withstand his kisses. Every kiss was like the first time, so young and clumsy that she did not even know how to respond, allowing him to do whatever he wanted.
Every time Chu Changge kissed her deeply, Murong Yunshu had the illusion of turning into a little white rabbit, watching herself being eaten clean by him. The difference was that this kind of being eaten had no pain, only sweetness and happiness.
Their affection was so thick that their thoughts on each other became so sweet. Without any warning, Murong Yunshu felt a hollow under her feet, and her body lost its support as she went down.
"Yunshu!" Chu Changge shouted. He grabbed one of Murong Yunshu's hands and conveniently lay on the ground himself. At that time, Murong Yunshu had fallen entirely into the suddenly opened hole. "Don't be afraid. Give me your other hand, and I'll pull you up."
"Mm." Murong Yunshu stretched her other hand towards Chu Changge. What flashed in her mind at that moment was Huberg's prophecy——the shrike and the swallow flying in different directions disaster.
Could it be that this was the disaster that Huberg had said?
No, it was not. This was just an accident. The sudden collapse of the ground was due to the age of this Buddhist temple, which had nothing to do with supernatural beings.
Murong Yunshu waved away the uneasiness in her heart and let herself remain as calm as possible.
Chu Changge was afraid that the sudden force would strain Murong Yunshu's arm muscles and bones as he patiently pulled her upward bit by bit. When Chu Changge could grasp Murong Yunshu's shoulders, he was about to pick her up with a flourish, but as soon as he pushed, he heard her gasp. "What's wrong?" Chu Changge asked nervously.
Murong Yunshu's face was pale at this time, and her brows were wrinkled with pain. "My foot seems to be caught by something."
Chu Changge was shocked at his words. Could there be someone underground? This thought made him also knit his eyebrows. He suppressed his anger and spoke deeply, "This humble self and his wife were merely taking a walk here and have no intention of invading this place. No matter what you are and want, please let go of this humble self's wife first."
There was no answer coming from inside the hole.
Chu Changge's brow knitted tighter, and he was about to jump down into the hole to find out what was going on when he saw Murong Yunshu shaking her head at him.
What do you want to say? He asked with his eyes.
Murong Yunshu let go of her hand as she relied on the other to stabilise the body, while the free hand struggled to write on his hand.
Chu Changge concentrated on feeling the strokes in his hand. When Murong Yunshu stopped, he repeated the strokes in his head.
Left-slanting downward stroke, vertical stroke, horizontal-starting right angle character stroke, horizontal stroke, vertical stroke......
Fake hand.
Chu Changge cried out in shock, "Fang......" Just as soon as he opened his mouth, he immediately stopped. The enemy was in the dark, and he was in the light. He should not beat the grass and startle the snake.
Murong Yunshu nodded slightly towards him, indicating that his guess was the same as her.
Chu Changge thought about what to do next when he suddenly felt Murong Yunshu fiercely pinch his hand and say one word with her lips——pull. Chu Changge was stunned for a moment, then quickly picked her up and laid her flat on the ground. "Are you hurt? Is there anywhere you feel uncomfortable?" Chu Changge asked while nervously checking Murong Yunshu's leg. When a mass of that dark red blood came into his eyes, his pupils were instantly dyed red.
Seeing that Chu Changge suddenly clenched his fist and stared at her leg without saying a word, Murong Yunshu immediately realised that things might be worse than she imagined and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"
"There's poison on his fake hand." Chu Changge tried to restrain the rage running through him as he said, "Just now, when he was holding onto you, he just wanted to stall for time, letting the poison attack your heart."
Murong Shu's heart sank when she heard this. "You mean the poison has spread from my legs to my whole body?"
Chu Changge nodded his head. Fang Hongfei didn't even give him the chance to seal her acupuncture points to stop the spread of toxin. [+]
At this time, a panicked voice came from the doorway——"How did you get here?! This is the forbidden area of the Shaolin Temple!"
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Li Wunai shivered. Even in the three hottest periods of the year, he could feel the cold air from the inferno devoid of any life. After a few moments of contemplation, Li Wunai said with his palms together, "This monk is being merciful. Since Patron Fang is willing to put down his butcher's knife......"
"Whether you want to believe it or not, I can just chop you up and flood the Shaolin with blood at once!"
Li Wunai did not dare to look at the man, who had suddenly jumped up and grabbed the clothes around his lapel. No, this man was more like a beast. At this moment, Chu Changge had utterly lost his mind, and his bloodshot eyes were more ferocious and bloodthirsty than any beast. He was sure that if he spoke one more irrelevant word, in the next second, he would be torn into pieces by Chu Changge.
"The antidote." Chu Changge said coldly.
"What antidote?" Li Wunai did not understand. He suddenly glanced at Murong Yunshu sitting on the ground and immediately understood. "What poison did she get?"
Chu Changge didn't answer his question and repeated, "The antidote."
Li Wunai: "You don't even tell me what kind of poison she has, so how can I get the antidote for you?"
"It was Fang Hongfei who hurt me." Murong Yunshu said.
Li Wunai's heart sank as he said to Chu Changge, "I didn't know he had poison on him. And I used four iron chains to lock him up. He should no longer have the ability to hurt people......"
"I will settle this score with you. Right now, I just want the antidote." Once again, Chu Changge coldly interrupted him.
Li Wunai nodded. "You let go of me first. I'll go down and see what's going on. I will bring the antidote to you if he has the antidote in his hand."
"Without the antidote, I will kill all the monks in the world and let the whole Shaolin be buried with them!" Chu Changge said as he let go of his hand.
Li Wunai couldn't say even half a sentence of rebuttal. If Murong Yunshu truly lost her life, even if Chu Changge didn't personally raise his hand to strike at them, Shaolin Temple still would have no face to stand on the jianghu any longer.
Noob Translator's Musing
The story is going to be a bit dark from now on...
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