I just want to repair a flute [Martial Arts]

Sun Jian kept his word and ordered his servants to harness the horses that day and accompany Di Yun back to Jiangling Prefecture. Yun Chuxiu was not very willing to ride a horse and wanted to take a carriage, but Sun Jian lectured him: "You were the one who agreed to accompany Di Yun back first, why are you still dragging your feet? Don't you know how to ride a horse?"

How can the comfort of riding a horse be compared with riding in a carriage? Yun Chuxiu was about to refute, but Yuan Suiyun stopped him and said softly to Sun Jian: "It's my fault... He is not in a good mood to ride a horse today."

Sun Jian: “…”

Sun Jian felt that he understood: "I really can't do anything about you, but you haven't seen each other for so long, it can't be said that it's your fault, Suiyun...Okay, let's just use the carriage."

He even apologized to Di Yun for this matter, which made the latter feel flattered. He couldn't help but ask with concern: "What happened to Master Yun?"

Sun Jian didn't have the nerve to say that they were reunited after a short separation. Last night was too much, so he could only cover it up by saying, "He is just too delicate. He stayed on the snowy mountain for so long this time. His family felt sorry for him and it was hard for me to say anything."

Di Yun didn't say anything, but thought in his heart, that Mr. Yun was so handsome, he looked like a girl, and it was obvious that he was not from an ordinary family, so it was natural that he was a little spoiled. However, when he was on the snowy mountain, he was not spoiled at all, he could even eat tree bark and grass roots. Shui Sheng still looked embarrassed, but Yun Chuxiu didn't react at all while eating.

Is it because you are back with your family that you become spoiled and want to make demands?
However, it is really great that his family can pamper him like this and fulfill his wishes without expecting anything in return...

They rode at full speed all the way to Jiangling. After entering the city, someone went to inquire about Ling Shuanghua's burial place. Not long after, they came back with the report: she was buried on a small hill twelve miles away from the east gate of Jiangling.

Sun Jian asked someone to buy hoes and shovels, and led a group of people to the east gate in a hurry. Di Yun arrived at the tomb and saw that the tombstone read "Tomb of beloved daughter Ling Shuanghua", but there were no offerings or flowers in front of the tomb, so he couldn't help but sneer.

Ling Shuanghua loved flowers the most during her lifetime, and it was because of flowers that she became connected with Ding Dian. Now that she is dead, her father did not even plant a single tree for her!
"My beloved daughter...my beloved daughter...do you really love this daughter?" He thought of Ding Dian and Qi Fang and couldn't help crying. Over there, Sun Jian bowed to the tombstone, picked up a hoe, and dug the grave with a few strokes, revealing the coffin inside. A smart servant wanted to open the coffin, but Di Yun kept shouting at him: "Don't touch the coffin! It's poisonous! Brother Ding...Brother Ding died like this..."

As he spoke, he couldn't help choking up. Yun Chuxiu on the side came over to take a look and said with interest: "Yes, it's the poison of Jinbo Xunhua, I want it!" As he said that, he stretched out his hand and slapped the coffin lid!
"Master Yun, you...!" Di Yun was so frightened that he was afraid that he would be poisoned to death like Ding Dian. Yun Chuxiu raised his hand to show him - there was a thin layer of ice on his palm, and he actually didn't touch the coffin at all. However, he didn't even look at Di Yun, but stared at the coffin with a very surprised expression on his face.

Seeing his reaction, Di Yun's heart skipped a beat and he looked inside the coffin. At this moment, the coffin lid was opened by Yun Chuxiu's palm, and the situation inside was clearly displayed in front of everyone. Miss Ling was not buried with anyone, she was only wearing a single piece of clothing, and her hands were strangely stretched upwards. Sun Jian asked in surprise, "Why did I see her hands on the coffin lid just now?"

Yun Chuxiu said, "You are not mistaken. Her hand was on the coffin lid just now. I think she was sealed in the coffin while she was still alive, which is why she struggled so hard. Ding Feng, go and see if there are any words on the coffin lid."

Ding Feng went to take a look and saw a few words written crookedly on the coffin lid: Ding Lang, Ding Lang, in the next life, we will be husband and wife again. Below this line of words, there are several rows of numbers, which are not clear, so he hurried to inform several young masters.

"She was buried alive," Yun Chuxiu said. Sun Jian said angrily, "Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs, how could her father be so vicious!"

"That's not the worst of it. After all, he hasn't driven the nails into the coffin yet, nailing her soul to the ground."

"Oh, I think it's because this girl is weak. He wasn't afraid when she was alive, so why should he be afraid of her when she's dead?"

Because more than half a year had passed, the body had already rotted and looked a bit hideous. Yun Chuxiu didn't take it seriously, he squatted down and used his hands to twist the head of the body: "Strange, why does her face look like it's broken?"

"…It was because her father forced her to marry. Miss Ling missed Brother Ding and refused to give in, so she cut her face with a knife." Di Yun said softly after a moment of silence. "Brother Ding said that his only wish in this life was to be buried with Miss Ling, so I promised him that I would send him back no matter what!"

He finally took out Ding Dian's urn from his arms, and solemnly placed it in Miss Ling's coffin, silently saying in his heart: Brother Ding, Miss Ling, I did it! I hope that you will be husband and wife in the next life, forever and ever, and stay together, and don't be separated by others and end up like today!

Then they closed the coffin. Sun Jian said, "We are here because of fate with the couple, so we should pay tribute to them." He ordered people to buy some paper ingots, paper houses, paper figures and other things, and burn them in front of the grave. He also placed steamed buns and cakes on the grave. Everyone lit a stick of incense in front of the grave, and then the ceremony ended.

Yun Chuxiu put his hand on Sun Jian's shoulder and said to him, "We are making such a big noise. Ling Tuisi is the prefect here. He must know about it, right?" Sun Jian said disdainfully, "Oh, if he dares to jump out at this time, I will dig out his heart and liver as a sacrifice for them. Isn't it better than those white papers? I'm afraid he can't afford to offend Suiyun and me."

Yun Chuxiu thought so too. Who would want to provoke these two giants for no reason? He felt that he had done a good thing and was satisfied. He went to the restaurant with Sun Jian to drink at night. Yuan Suiyun did not want to go with these two drunkards, so he called Di Yun over and said to him in a gentle voice, "Brother Di, where do you want to go next?"

He was a gentle and silent young man, without the arrogance of others who kept people at a distance. Di Yun was not afraid of him. He just said honestly that he still wanted to return to his hometown in Xiangxi to find his missing master. Yuan Suiyun pondered for a moment and said to him frankly: "I'll tell you straight, the number that Miss Ling carved before she died is actually the Liancheng Sword Art."

Di Yun was a little surprised. He didn't expect that he could see through the matter at a glance, but he nodded immediately: "Yes... Brother Ding told Miss Ling. He and Miss Ling agreed that as long as someone could help them be buried together, he would give them this sword technique as a reward, so..." That's why Ling Shuanghua carved the sword technique on the coffin with her fingernails before she died.

He felt that this time when they returned to Jiangling and buried Ding and Ling together, thanks to the help of Yun Chuxiu and others, they were also qualified to obtain the sword manual, so they did not hide anything. Yuan Suiyun immediately asked: "Do you know why there are always so many people in the martial arts world who want the Liancheng Sword Manual?"

Di Yun shook his head. Although he was beaten, imprisoned, escaped from prison, hunted, misunderstood, and persecuted because of this sword manual, he still didn't understand why so many people were so secretive about this sword manual and sword techniques, wanting to get it but also afraid that others would get it.

He also had a feeling that Yuan Suiyun was going to tell him the truth, and he couldn't help but feel nervous, but in fact the truth was so simple that it could be explained in one sentence. Yuan Suiyun said, "Because Liancheng Jue is related to a treasure from the previous dynasty."

Di Yun immediately cried out "Ah", looking somewhat bewildered. He wanted to say that, because of a treasure, Miss Ling died, Brother Ding died, and he almost died... Brother Ding also said that his master and his uncle killed their master for this, and now it seems to be true? Could it be that the treasure is more important than anything else, more important than human life? If a person has lost his relatives and friends, what can he do even if he gets the treasure?

He really couldn't figure it out. He wanted to tell Yuan Suiyun what was in his heart, but he didn't know how to say it. After hesitating for a long time, he finally asked, "Mr. Yuan...Mr. Yuan, do you want that treasure too?"

Yuan Suiyun unfolded the fan he carried with him, smiled at him elegantly, and whispered, "You have seldom walked in the martial arts world, so you probably haven't heard of the name of Wuzheng Mountain Villa. When you were on the snowy mountain before, you didn't have a place to spend money, so you probably haven't seen Chuxiu's family background."

He stopped there and before Di Yun could react, he smiled and said, "I just want to say that Liancheng Jue is actually the source of everything. If you want to know how many people are involved, or if you want to find someone, why not spread the news about this sword technique? People who understand will naturally understand what you mean, and then you will naturally get the result you want."

After saying that, he stopped trying to persuade her, and stood up, walked out of the room, and considerately closed the door, leaving Di Yun sitting there, staring blankly at the vase on the table. For a moment, he didn't know what choice to make.

——He didn't know that Yuan Suiyun went straight to another room after leaving the room. Ding Feng was waiting for him in the room. When he saw him walk in, he immediately clasped his fists respectfully and said, "Young Master, I have sent a letter to our people according to your instructions. They will inform the target Liancheng Jue at the right time and lead them to Jiangling City."

"Well done." Yuan Suiyun smiled and patted his shoulder in praise. "Tell them to hurry up and come over. Don't miss this great show!"

He had arranged undercovers in many sects, some of whom had already risen to high positions and had a certain amount of power, but as long as the leader was alive, how could the deputy legitimately ascend to the main position? Originally, he needed to design some "reasons" to make those people die in a logical way, but now he didn't need to.

They came to Jiangling to seek the treasure of the previous dynasty, and fought with others who heard the news, and died because of it - what an ordinary fight in the martial arts world! As long as they set foot in Jiangling, there would be no possibility of survival.

"In that case, I really have to thank Mr. Mei... If he hadn't designed this method of combining the sword manual and sword techniques to get the location of the treasure, how could I use it?" He muttered to himself, and after a little thought, he gave another order to his subordinates.

“The treasure is in the Buddha statue in the main hall of Tianning Temple in the south of the city. You can go and take a look first. You may also smear the statue with the poison of the Golden Wave Flower to vent the anger of Sun Jian and Asu.” Ling Tui Si is the prefect of this place and is also interested in the Liancheng Sword Manual. He might as well stir up the water a little more.

"Yes." Ding Feng agreed, and when he saw that he had no other instructions, he retreated quietly.

(End of this chapter)