Grudge Breaker

Chapter 350: Sang Pu's Return
"What did you say!"

"…Who do you think she is?"

Mo Tingfeng's head was buzzing. He never expected that the ominous mist spirit that rose from the Marrow Washing Hall today would appear here!
Zhuang Yuheng had an extremely complicated expression. Things had become more and more beyond his imagination and out of control. He even subconsciously hoped that Song Weichen had been set up like Gu Cangyue, and his mind had been tampered with by evil magic, but...

"Lao Mo, I have performed the spell carefully and tested it. There is no possession, it is not hysteria, and it is not the work of a demon."

"She is Weiwei, but she is also... not Weiwei."

Zhuang Yuheng's words made Mo Tingfeng's heart sink. Thinking of the performance of "Song Weichen" in the mist just now, was she really here to say goodbye to him?
"slight……"

Mo Tingfeng's whole body was stiff. The person he wanted to see was right in the room. His long-cherished wish had finally come true, but why was he in so much pain? His heart was in turmoil, and his legs seemed to be weighed down by a thousand pounds, making it difficult for him to walk.

Doesn’t he want to see Sang Pu?
of course not.

Mo Tingfeng had thought more than once that if there was even a slight possibility in this life, he did have a lot of things he wanted to ask Sang Pu in person.

But now he regretted it. He didn't want any reunion across a thousand years. He just wanted the lively Song Weichen to come back.

Seeing his distraught look, Zhuang Yuheng moved his lips but said nothing. He just reached out and patted his shoulder, then left with an inaudible sigh.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew in front of the side hall door, blowing down all the magnolias on the tree.

The wind blew the curtains in the side hall up and down, layer upon layer, just like the night he and Sang Pu first met in the other courtyard a thousand years ago - the sound of her "Guangling San" was still lingering in his ears, and the servant had already come to invite him. He followed the servant all the way through the winding corridor towards the Qin Pavilion in the middle of the lake. The many gauze curtains on the corridor bridge danced lightly in the wind, half-covering and making it impossible to see the future.

I still remember that the boy said that the girl praised his handwriting on the visiting card as being very well written, "with the spirit of the vast sky and the ambition of a swan."

Swan?

Mo Tingfeng lowered his eyes. He didn't want to be a Kunpeng or a swan, nor did he want to soar to the sky. Now he just wanted to quietly watch over the little liar who accidentally broke into the dream world and protect her eternal peace.
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"Mr. Mo, how are you?"

Mo Tingfeng didn't know when he entered the side hall until he heard this clear greeting and came back to his senses. It was clearly the voice of that little girl, but it was more quiet and graceful than usual, like the sound of pearls and jade, falling to the ground with a loud sound.

The veil fluttered gently, and a slender figure emerged from the shadows. It was still the same little face as white as jade, with clear almond eyes, long eyelashes like butterflies, and slightly curled cherry lips. She was born with a delicate and lively appearance. But the charm between her eyebrows reminded him of everything——

This is not Song Weichen.

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"Sang Pu..."

Mo Tingfeng's throat tightened and her voice was so hoarse that it was unfamiliar to herself. A thousand years had passed since she had glanced at him hastily at the door of the Prince's Mansion on her wedding day.

He had thought countless times that if they were to meet again, he would pour out his heart and confess all the longing and regrets that had accumulated for thousands of years. But at this moment, Sang Pu was standing in front of him, and he was speechless. All he could think of was the little liar who chased him for the "year-end bonus" with a playful smile and spoke crooked words.

People's hearts have always been fickle. It turns out that she has never been the one who switches sides between Qin and Chu.

"Mr. Mo, you don't feel anything strange when you see me again?"

In a trance, "Song Weichen" was already within reach. Compared with his confused mind, she seemed excessively clear-headed, just like she had been a thousand years ago, with cold eyes that soaked him thoroughly like a handful of snow water.

A word to awaken the dreamer.

Yeah! What on earth is he doing?
Song Weichen was seriously injured and in critical condition. He finally woke up but turned into Sang Pu from his previous life. He was not in a hurry to find out the truth of such a strange thing, but let himself drown in his past emotions, truly tying his own hands.

If Sang Pu's return to the soul was a trap, he would not have the slightest ability to resist.

Mo Tingfeng ah Mo Tingfeng!
You have really lived like a dog in these thousands of years!
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After some self-mockery, Mo Tingfeng regained some sanity. Sang Pu was full of hidden meanings when she spoke. It was obvious that she knew something about the inside story. Just when he was about to find out, she seemed to sense something and took the initiative to speak.

"I have indeed met Miss Song."

Sang Pu told the story of Shu Di's encounter with Song Weichen in an orderly manner, but she concealed the fact that she herself died in the secluded attic less than a month after marrying into the prince's mansion.

The more Mo Tingfeng listened, the more solemn his expression became. It turned out that after not seeing Sang Pu's reincarnation for a thousand years, his soul had been deliberately trapped in a place of half life and half death before it left his body and reached the underworld. What was the purpose of the man with a voice as shrill as a rat's bite?
However, Mo Tingfeng agreed with Sang Pu's judgment. This man had planned for a thousand years, not for Sang Pu, but to let the reincarnated Song Weichen meet him in the dream world. Therefore, all the major events after her appearance - the disappearance of Bai Pao, the awakening of the soul of Nian Niang, the ghost husband Huang Hu and the soldiers' scattered souls surviving in the illusion array and causing endless harm, must be related to this person!
Even... the death of the resentment-breaker Lu Chi, the appearance of the necromancer, the disappearance of Ruan Mianmian, and even the fact that Gu Cangyue's mind was controlled by the contaminated dream bud, may all be related to this person.

Even Mo Tingfeng couldn't help but feel frightened when he thought of this. What kind of giant net was this? What on earth did he want to cover in it?
And at this moment, this man asked Sang Pu to "resurrect" on behalf of Song Weichen. What was his evil plan?

Every detail is shrouded in mystery.

Although he didn't know what he wanted, Mo Tingfeng was very clear that this person didn't want his and Song Weichen's lives right now, but had other intentions.

This also means that this person will not let Song Weichen die easily, she must still be alive!

Thinking of this, Mo Tingfeng felt the embers in his heart begin to ignite again.

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"Sang Pu, you just said that after the fog appeared in Shudi, you realized that your body disappeared, and your consciousness merged with Weiwei. Could it be that her consciousness is still in her body, but she is just sleeping? Weiwei is weak and seriously injured, so this is not impossible."

In response to this, Sang Pu just shook his head lightly.
"Although I can't feel Miss Song, I know she will be back soon."

She used the word "know" instead of "believe", and her certainty made Mo Tingfeng a little uncertain.

"Why?"

Sang Pu smiled slightly when he heard that, like a solitary Epiphyllum bud on a cliff high on a mountain suddenly blooming, breathtakingly beautiful.

Sang Pu naturally would not tell him that although she could not feel Song Weichen's presence, she had been feeling her "gradual disappearance" all the time since she woke up, and Mo Tingfeng's analysis just now was reasonable. The culprit who had trapped her for thousands of years must have other intentions and would not let Song Weichen really die.

Therefore, the moment she "completely disappeared" was the time when Song Weichen returned.

But how could Sang Pu say this in front of Mo Tingfeng, whose heart and eyes were filled with Song Weichen? How could he tell him that every moment and every breath he took while meeting him today was a real countdown between the two of them.

"Sir, can you trust Sang Pu?"

Her question without any reason made Mo Tingfeng stunned. There was more than just "trust" between him and her. Was this a problem?

"Well, since you trust me, why don't you put everything aside for now and deal with it with 'the present'?"

"Be calm?" Mo Tingfeng was startled again and repeated it subconsciously. He always felt ashamed in front of Sang Pu. Her mental state and level of clarity were something he could never achieve even if he lived for another thousand years.

"Yes, be careful."

"Mr. Mo, although I don't know what happened, my presence here today means that there is still a past relationship between you and me, and there is still cause and effect to be resolved."

"All things are empty, but cause and effect are not empty."

"Although the situation is full of mysteries, everything in the world has its own cause and effect. When you have no clue, you might as well regard the 'conspiracy' as part of the cause and effect, go with the flow, and wait for it to reveal its true self."
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Sang Pu looked at the sky outside the door and saw that it was already Si hour, and there were still six hours left before Li hour.

"Master Mo, do you still remember the appointment to play pot-tossing?"

These four words made Mo Tingfeng's heart tremble violently. All the past events came to his mind vividly. His eyes were filled with tears and he couldn't utter a word. He just nodded heavily.

Sang Pu seemed very satisfied with his reaction.
"Six of the tasks have been completed, and there are still two tasks left. The card for one of them was thrown into the fire basin on the day I married into the Prince's House, so it doesn't count. The only thing left is one. I wonder if you are willing to fulfill it today?"

The person in front of him had the same voice and appearance as Song Weichen, and was talking about what had haunted him a thousand years ago. Mo Tingfeng couldn't say no.

"it is good."

Sang Pu smiled and asked again the same question he had asked Mo Tingfeng a thousand years ago.
"Mr. Mo, aren't you afraid that I want you to accompany me to kill people, burn houses, rob houses, and become a bandit?"

The answer he gave a thousand years ago was still ringing in his ears. Mo Tingfeng felt bitter in his heart, but every word came from his heart.

"Sang Pu, in this case——"

"I will kill people, burn houses, and become a bandit for you."