Shaojun riding the sea

Chapter 216: Fenglou is from the same clan as us?
"So, Master, your poison is not untreatable. As long as you can find Junior Master Youming, you will be saved!"

Shi Xuanling looked at Madam Wan excitedly. Ah Sheng could immediately send someone to the imperial city to find the person, and she would stay by the master's side. Even though she could not cure the poison that Zuo Chong had given her for the time being, she could use all her life's knowledge to prolong the master's life for a few more days. As long as she could hold on until Junior-Master-Uncle You Ming arrived, the master would definitely be saved. God would definitely not be that cruel!
Seeing Shi Xuanling's chest heaving and her eyes burning with hope, Madam Wan patted her hands and sighed, "So the person you were talking about... is Junior Brother You Ming."

She smiled faintly: "Then I may know more than you do. Junior Brother You Ming and I are from the same school. It is true that he has the ability to save people. He is indeed worthy of the title of Miraculous Doctor. Moreover, he is willing to study and solve the strange poison technique of his brother Zuo Chong, but——"

Madam Wan said this, shook her head, with a bitter smile on her lips: "But you forgot that Junior Brother Youming is not a great immortal who can bring the dead back to life. Little Bell, you have clearly seen that Master's broken body is now... now it is no different from a dead person, why do you still insist..."

"No, Master, you can't give up!" Shi Xuanling shuddered and suddenly clenched Madam Wan's skinny hands. She was afraid and anxious: "How do you know if you don't try? Maybe it's not too late. I will give you acupuncture tonight. I still have the blood of extreme yin in my body. These can temporarily delay the onset of the poison. We will definitely be able to hold on until Junior Master Youming..."

"It's useless, little bell, it's too late..." Madam Wan coughed violently a few times, her brows furrowed, as if she was enduring great pain, and every word she uttered was so difficult: "If Junior Brother You Ming could rush to Yunzhou Island to treat me before New Year's Eve, then I might still have a glimmer of hope. But now the poison has invaded my heart and lungs. You are also proficient in medicine, and you should know my condition better than anyone else. Now, let alone my Junior Brother You Ming, even if a god really came to the world, he would be powerless to save me..."

"No, Master! There will always be a way, there will always be a way..."

Shi Xuanling shook her head desperately, tears glistening in her eyes. Her body trembled more and more violently. Her strong heartstrings seemed to finally break in the face of the cruel reality. She buried herself in Madam Wan's arms and sobbed:

"Master, I don't want you to leave me. I don't have a mother anymore, and I sent A Yue away with my own hands. I don't want to watch my loved ones leave me one by one. Please, don't abandon me..."

The girl's cries echoed sadly in the empty hall. She was still wearing her gorgeous wedding dress. In order to rush to meet her master, she didn't even have time to change. But this vibrant red color now looked so dazzling under the light, and so... ironic.

The bride wearing this wedding dress should obviously receive the best blessings in the world, but she seems to be cursed. She is constantly losing, suffering, and being ruthlessly played by the will of heaven.

Listening to the desperate cry of the girl in her arms, Madam Wan couldn't help but moisten her eyes. She reached out and touched the top of her little disciple's head, choking with sobs and saying hoarsely:
"Good boy, don't be stubborn. Life and death are determined by fate. No one can escape it. Take it easy. Master is already satisfied that he can see you one more time before he dies. It's a pity that Master can't protect you any longer. Your fate is difficult to understand and unavoidable. Where will your future go? Master can't figure out the answer no matter how hard he tries..."

"But..." Madam Wan paused, a ray of light suddenly overflowed from her deeply sunken eyes. She said thoughtfully: "Little Bell, there is a person who may be able to solve your doubts and give you some guidance. You should go to him early tomorrow morning. Don't delay. Do you hear me?"

"Wha, who?"

Shi Xuanling raised her head with tears in her eyes. Madam Wan looked at her steadily and said, "Master of Feng Tower, Feng Shuxing."

"Yes, it's him?" Shi Xuanling was caught off guard. A figure sitting in a wheelchair suddenly appeared in her mind. He had a head full of white hair, but a cold and elegant face of a young man, and there was a spiritual creature on his shoulder that she could not see through.

He is in charge of Fenglou, and is unfathomable. Although his legs are disabled and he cannot walk well, he seems to know everything in the world. He is such a mysterious and powerful person... But what does he have to do with her? Why did the master ask her to find him?
Shi Xuanling was puzzled: "The person my master asked me to find... is actually the owner of Fenglou?"

"Yes, it's him." Madam Wan nodded and whispered to Shi Xuanling, "In fact, he has been treating me all these days and delaying the onset of the poison in my body. If it weren't for him, I'm afraid I would have died of the poison before New Year's Eve, and I wouldn't be able to welcome the new year with Ah Sheng and his son, let alone meet you tonight..."

"So that's how it is." After hearing Madam Wan say this, Shi Xuanling felt extremely grateful to Feng Shuxing. She nodded and said, "Then I must go to Fenglou to thank him in person. He has saved me from danger several times before. He is truly a rare and kind person in the world. I will go to Fenglou to find him tomorrow morning. But why did Master say, why did he say... that he can help me solve my doubts and give me guidance?"

"Because, besides being the owner of Fenglou, he has a more important identity."

Madam Wan suddenly pressed down on Shi Xuanling's shoulders, stared straight into her eyes, and said in a low voice: "Little Lingling, you may not believe it even in your dreams, but Fenglou...Fenglou and I are from the same clan, and we are connected by blood. We are all descendants of the Feng family!"

"Wha, what?"

Shi Xuanling's pupils suddenly shrank, her face changed drastically, and her heart suddenly began to beat wildly: "Feng Lou, Feng Lou is from the same clan as us?"

Madam Wan nodded, confirming this earth-shattering news again. She looked solemn and definitely did not look like she was joking.

Shi Xuanling was getting more and more confused: "How, how could this happen? Didn't High Priest Feng take all his people away from Yunzhou Island? Didn't all the survivors hide in the Qingli Mountains under different names? How could there still be..."

"No need to ask more." Madam Wan stretched out her hand and gently covered Shi Xuanlingyu's lips. She leaned closer to her and spoke in an inaudible voice:

"You will know all the answers when you meet Feng Shuxing in person tomorrow. The missing records in Qingli Mountain are all hidden in Fenglou. Feng Shuxing will lead you through the fog and take a closer look at the grievances and disputes from hundreds of years ago."

Madam Wan said this, took a deep breath, and her eyes were filled with infinite compassion.

"I only hope that he can find a way to resolve your fate, to save you and the Feng family. I only hope that God will have mercy on us and protect our people, so that the hexagram of our demise will never come to pass..."