I just want to repair a flute [Martial Arts]

However, after seeing off Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou, before the two of them started talking about the peach forest, they received letters from the old man and Yuan Suiyun's father Yuan Dongyuan.

"For me?" The old man's letter was not just a letter, but also a painting scroll in a sandalwood box. Yun Chuxiu didn't understand what it meant, so he unfolded it and was shocked. "...Master?!"

In the scroll, there was a young man standing among the flowers with one hand behind his back, looking handsome and holding a wine jug with a smile on his face. He looked like his master Xiao Donglou, yet he was so unfamiliar. This was because Yun Chuxiu had never seen him in his youth and full of vigor, nor had he ever seen him standing normally. When he came to Xiao Donglou, he had already become the man he is now, a figure on the shelf who could only move with the help of others.

...But how did he and the old man know each other?

He carefully examined the scroll and realized that the painting should have been painted many years ago, but it had obviously been carefully mounted and preserved, so it still looked the same as it did in the past. On the right side of the scroll were four lines of poetry, the first two lines were "I wanted to tell you about my return in front of the wine cup, but before I could say anything, my face was already choked with tears." The last two lines were "The only thing that is affectionate is the spring moon in the courtyard, which still shines on the fallen flowers for the departed."

The old man's letter to him was very simple, with only three short words: "Is it him?"

This sentence was clearly a question, but it revealed an indescribable sense of certainty, which shocked Yun Chuxiu and made him feel that the matter was a bit terrifying. At this time, Yuan Suiyun also came over, glanced at the scroll casually, and then told him with certainty: "This was painted by the old man himself."

"No, you actually know him?!"

"Every year on my dad's birthday, my uncle would send someone to send a painting or calligraphy written in his own hand as a gift. For decades, rain or shine, the painting of winter plum blossoms he painted has been hanging next to my dad's desk." Gifts that can be bought with money are easy to come by, but none of them can express the deepest affection and meaning of such a handwritten painting or calligraphy. No wonder the two men, who lived in Guanzhong and Jiangnan respectively for many years and could hardly meet each other, still maintained such a deep friendship.

However, after hearing what he said, Yun Chuxiu felt dizzy and immediately understood the key point - the peach blossom forest! It must be the peach blossom forest! It turned out that not only him, but also his master, was once a Wuling person who mistakenly entered the Peach Blossom Spring!
He recalled the peach trees next to his hut. He used to think they were just random decorations, but now the more he thought about it, the weirder it seemed. Also, when he returned home, he jokingly claimed to his master that he had gone fishing, but in fact he was using the Peach Blossom Spring as a metaphor. What was his master's reaction at the time... Was it really what he thought? !
"No way?" He was holding the wooden box, and was pushed out of the house by Jiu in a daze. Jellyfish Yin Ji walked up to him and touched his wrist with the jade bracelet lovingly, which made Gong Nanyan, who was standing by, feel as if she was on fire. She kept her hand on the hilt of the sword at her waist, obviously trying hard to suppress the jealousy in her heart.

"No way?" Yun Chuxiu was still mumbling to himself, looking so stupid that he couldn't recover. Shui Ji Yinji looked quite disgusted, and couldn't help but curl her fingers and tapped him hard on the forehead. "Wake up! When you advised me at the beginning, you were very eloquent and had a lot of great principles, but why is it that you are completely useless when it comes to your master?"

"That's different!" Yun Chuxiu complained to her, feeling aggrieved. "It's just like my dad suddenly told me that I actually have another dad. Oh my god, and that dad is an old man?!"

He never dreamed that this day would come!

"That's true." Shuiji Yinji's thoughts were obviously not in line with his. "Sun Yubo is an old man who pretends to be righteous on weekdays. I didn't expect he had such a past. No wonder he didn't remarry after his wife passed away, and let others praise his deep love. Oh, if I were King Wanpeng, I would make this matter known to everyone!"

Yun Chuxiu's expression became strange again: He had always thought that the reason why his master never married was because of the injuries on his body. Could it be... that there was actually another reason? !
His mind was completely occupied by this matter, and he could not pay attention to anything else. He was completely pulled by the jellyfish Yin Ji to jump into the stream, and then through the secret passage under the water to cross a huge lake. After everyone jumped out of the water, they found that there was a quiet valley outside the lake. There was only a lonely mountain temple in the valley, which was hidden between the green mountains and green waters, and there was an indescribable sense of desolation. No one could have imagined that the entrance to the Shenshui Palace, which was beautiful with carved beams and painted buildings, would be such a small temple.

Hearing the noise, two girls in white came out of the temple and bowed respectfully to Shui Ji Yin Ji. Shui Ji Yin Ji just waved her hand to signal them to leave, took off Yun Chuxiu's wet cloak, threw it aside, and took his hand and said, "If you need to find me for something, come back by yourself and go to the temple to find someone, or ask someone to take the letter, or give it to them, and I will know naturally."

"Yeah." Yun Chuxiu came back to his senses and held her hand. "It's a little late this year. Wait until August next year. Godmother, don't stay in Shenshui Palace. Let's go to Qiantang River to watch the tide! Me, you, the woman behind you who keeps staring at me (Gong Nanyan snorted coldly), and Lao Yuan, let's go together. One river of Qiantang and two lakes of wine, three parts of Xizi and four parts of demons. Five cups of wine and lie down on the orchid boat, wake up with six hundred bridges behind you. Isn't it more interesting than Shenshui Palace?"

"Okay, you do make sense." Perhaps because her mood was very different from before, Jellyfish Yin Ji was actually aroused by his words. The Yellow River is winding and the waves are blowing from the horizon. The endless fallen leaves are rustling, and the endless Yangtze River is rolling. There are more famous waters in the world than Qiantang. Maybe she should walk around and look around, instead of guarding this windless lake, where it doesn't matter whether she lives or dies.

Even before being pulled onto the carriage of Wuzheng Villa by Yuan Suiyun, Yun Chuxiu still leaned out of the window and waved goodbye to her: "Godmother! Pick the flowers when they are in bloom, don't wait until there are no flowers left to pick. Don't waste your time for a momentary anger, or you will regret it later!"

As soon as he said this, not only did Jellyfish Yin Ji cough twice, still feeling quite embarrassed, but other disciples of the Divine Water Palace also looked at her with their eyes and noses, not daring to look at her for even a second.

After a long while, until the carriage had gone a long way, Gong Nanyan walked up to her with her eyebrows lowered and asked in a low voice: "Master Sister...you let her go too?"

Jellyfish Yin Ji was in a trance for a moment - before that, the one guarding this mountain temple was her most respected disciple in the past. But this mission was not a sign of respect for her, but a punishment for bringing an outsider into the Shenshui Palace, and this man sneaked into Yin Ji's room while she was in seclusion and tried to assassinate her.

So, I poisoned her to make her dumb, deaf, and blind, and shaved her head, letting her become a nun. I chained her and her disfigured, unfit lover in this temple, and she became the gatekeeper of the Shenshui Palace until a few days ago. If there had not been such a tragic precedent, how could the other disciples treat her with respect, never dare to disregard the rules she set, and never dare to cross the line!
"Yes, they left too." A few days ago, she came here alone and personally untied the shackles that had bound the disciples for half their lives, and watched them escape into the mountains. The backs of them walking away side by side no longer looked like two people, but rather like two wild beasts leaning against each other.

"I wonder if your elder sister will come back one day. She knows the secret passages in the Shenshui Palace much better than you do. Maybe one day, I will face her sword." Although she said so, Shuiji Yinji's tone was indifferent, as if she thought that this ending was also very good. "Nanyan, take this as my order and remember it well. If your elder sister really comes back one day, don't let others stop her, just let her come to see me! At that time, I will give her a chance for revenge."

"Humph." Gong Nanyan snorted coldly and answered as a matter of course. "If she really comes back, you may have to collect my body first."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Jellyfish Yin Ji couldn't help but scold her. "I'm not telling you not to fight her! You're still so young, don't always say these terrible things!" "Really?" Gong Nanyue glanced at her. The cold and beautiful woman in white suddenly raised her lips to her: "So, you don't want me to die, right?"

Jellyfish Yin Ji was frightened by her blunt words and couldn't help but coughing heavily several times: "...Don't talk nonsense!"

"You can continue to deceive yourself." Gong Nanyan didn't care. After experiencing the misunderstanding that caused the internal strife in the palace, she seemed to be more relaxed than before. At least before, she would not be too intimate with Jellyfish Yin Ji in front of outsiders because she was concerned about her feelings. Now she is unscrupulous and says whatever she wants, and doesn't care about other people's reactions.

Anyway, she is not even afraid of death, so what else in this world can make her afraid?

On the other side, on the carriage, Yun Chuxiu took off his coat that was soaked by the lake water, and said to Yuan Suiyun with a sigh: "I am not that familiar with the old man. Tell me, how did he know that I was the master's disciple?"

Yuan Suiyun lowered his eyes, took out a new set of clothes from the cabinet beside the chair and handed it to him, then asked nonchalantly, "I guess your Snow Condensation Skill is your master's famous skill? You did so many things for Shi Guanyin, it's only natural that the old man heard about it."

"That's not really the case. My master uses a sword, and I am the one who learned his famous sword technique. It's just that I am more suitable for the Snow Condensation Technique, so my master taught me separately." Yun Chuxiu said as he put on his clothes. When he was tying the belt, he found that the clothes were obviously too short. He looked down and realized that what Yuan Suiyun handed him was actually an apricot-colored long skirt.

"Damn it, Old Yuan, what do you mean...ah!" Before he could finish his complaint, he was pushed down on the seat of the carriage by Yuan Suiyun. The latter put the back of his hand behind his head to prevent him from hitting his head, and with the other hand he raised a finger to his lips and made a low hissing sound, signaling him to speak more quietly.

"You are the one harassing me, but you won't let me scream!" Yun Chuxiu was displeased. Yuan Suiyun looked at him, but slowly withdrew his left hand from behind his head, sat up straight, and grabbed his calf. "That's because I have a gift for you, and I believe you will like it."

"Brother, I think your attitude doesn't seem like you want to give me a gift..." Yun Chuxiu couldn't help but say this, while supporting himself with his elbows and trying to sit up - he heard two light clicks, and a pair of shackles made of fine iron had been handcuffed to his ankles. As Yuan Suiyun loosened his hands, the black chain fell heavily, almost pulling him off the chair.

"Old, Old Yuan, Young Master Yuan, how have I provoked you? What are you going to do?!" Yun Chuxiu was so scared that his heart almost jumped out of his chest. He quickly grabbed his hand and begged for mercy - God can testify that he and Yuan Suiyun have been getting along very well in the past two days, and the other party is in a good mood at the moment and does not seem to have any bad intentions. There is clearly a gentle smile in his slightly narrowed eyes.

So, why did he do that?

Yun Chuxiu couldn't figure it out, but he had to say that looking at the smile on Yuan Suiyun's face, his originally flustered heart suddenly calmed down. He couldn't help but hook his arm and asked complainingly, "No way, is your gift to handcuff me? A normal person would be scared to death at this time and would never be with you again."

"I wanted to use a more direct method." Yuan Suiyun said. His tone was so gentle and his eyes were so eager. No matter how you looked at it, it was like the intimacy between lovers. But what he said could make anyone who heard it feel creepy! "I think it would be better to just break your legs. In this way, you won't run around and disrupt my plans again and again. Anyway, it's easy for me, isn't it? After that, if you don't want to see anyone, we can go back to Bat Island, or... the manor where we lived last time. Don't you like it there? Hmm?"

As he spoke, he caressed Yun Chuxiu's slender calf nonchalantly, as if he was really thinking about where to start. Although it was such a terrible behavior, that serious look gave his beautifully contoured profile an inexplicable strange charm.

"Stop, stop, have you been thinking about such terrible things?!" Yun Chuxiu felt that he was not feeling well. So why, all along, he had a good impression of the other party even though he knew that he was very dangerous?

Alas, it’s all because Lao Yuan is handsome and elegant. Not only is he good at martial arts, he’s also very talented. Who can resist him?
"Brother, let's discuss this. Does one of us have to be disabled?" Yun Chuxiu said with a bitter face. "I want to go to many places with you. It's not worth it to be disabled!"

Hearing this, Yuan Suiyun's face suddenly showed his usual gentle and kind smile: "——Of course not."

"So, you have to be obedient and don't think about taking it off by yourself." He finally let go of her hand and said gently: "When we get out of Wuzheng Villa, I will naturally untie it for you."

Yun Chuxiu: "..."

Yun Chuxiu: "...Wait, are we going to Wuzheng Villa?!"

(End of this chapter)