Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 1579 (One Thousand Five Hundred and Seventy-Nine) Turbulent Times

During this period of time, before Wu Xunsheng, no one else had seen Chen Wenyuan, and no one else had gone to Jingxi Mountain. After Chen Wenyuan had been quiet for a while, he met Wu Xunsheng, who handed over the box containing Liu Fangyan to him. Later, under the influence of the things left by Shan Xiajing and Liu Fangyan, he confided in him again and found that he felt comfortable after talking to Wu Xunsheng, which made him feel like his heart was gradually opening up. It was the third day after Wu Xunsheng went to Jingxi Mountain. Chen Wenyuan talked with Wu Xunsheng a lot in these days, and his mood was changing little by little.

Hearing Wu Xunsheng talking about how he had dealt with the aftermath, he felt a hint of warmth. He spoke to Wu Xunsheng with this warmth and saw that Wu Xunsheng was listening attentively. He suddenly felt that it might not be a bad thing if he had gone out and met other people in the past few years.

Chen Wenyuan thought: Although the outside world will bring me too much pain, those pains are not brought to me by people like Wu Xunsheng. I have tasted the pain brought by the darkness of this turbid world. Why did I refuse to let people who need the things growing on Jingxi Mountain take those things away? Will there be people like Wu Xunsheng who can listen to me? Will there be people like Xia Jing? Will there be people like Xia Jing's brother? In fact, now that I think about it, even those who advised me not to learn magic, including Su Chen who had the same dream as me but later advised me to give up the dream, are also poor people like me who are helpless in the face of the black torrent of prejudice in the same turbid world. In this turbid world, if the poor people don't give each other a little warmth, will this world become more desolate?
Seeing that Wu Xunsheng was still looking at him and listening to him seriously, Chen Wenyuan said, "You should water the snow-cold grass first. Today is the last time. You can get the snow-cold grass down tomorrow."

Wu Xunsheng began to water the snow-white grass.

Chen Wenyuan started playing the Lianqing Shakuhachi again.

Wu Xunsheng listened while watering the plants. He felt that the sound of Chen Wenyuan's shakuhachi had changed a little compared to the day before. He couldn't tell what the change was, and he didn't know if it was his own illusion, but he felt that the sound seemed to have a hint of warmth.

After Wu Xunsheng finished watering the Snow Cold Grass this time, Chen Wenyuan said, "I will come here with you tomorrow morning to get the Snow Cold Grass. I really regret it. If I hadn't cast a curse on the Snow Cold Grass in the first place, you wouldn't have to pay the price that you shouldn't have paid when you got the Snow Cold Grass." After saying that, he sighed.

Chen Wenyuan thought: The pain I experienced in my early years was not caused by this person in front of me, but because I had cursed the Snow Cold Grass, I transferred that pain to him... The world plays tricks on people, it plays tricks on me, and it plays tricks on him...

Before Wu Xunsheng could say anything, Chen Wenyuan asked, "Besides coming to get what you need, do you have any other wishes? Tell me, and if I can do it, I will try my best to satisfy you."

Wu Xunsheng said: "Master Chen is willing to give me something, I am already very grateful."

Chen Wenyuan said: "Because of what I did before, you will pay a price that you shouldn't pay when you get the snow cold grass tomorrow. I still can't estimate the severity of it. If you don't let me do something to compensate you, I will be uneasy for the rest of my life. Don't push it, I will voluntarily fulfill one of your wishes, just ask!"

(End of this chapter)