I just want to repair a flute [Martial Arts]

Without paying attention to the fallen Meng Jiao, Yuan Suiyun supported Yun Chuxiu from behind and pointed at several important acupoints on his body to stop the bleeding. Then he slapped out with his palm, knocking out the long sword that pierced his chest.

The sharp weapon came out of the flesh, and the pain at that moment was simply indescribable. Yun Chuxiu groaned, closed his eyes and gasped for a while, then turned his head and gave him a forced smile: "Don't worry... I avoided the vital points and was not stabbed by him."

But he was already injured, and now he was even more injured. Yuan Suiyun glared at him, one hand on his back, inputting his internal energy to stabilize his injuries, and then wanted to pick him up and take him away, but Yun Chuxiu grabbed his arm, shook his head, and then knelt down on one knee beside Meng Jiao with difficulty.

Meng Jiao's pupils were already somewhat dilated, and he unconsciously spat out blood, staring at the empty night sky. Yun Chuxiu took out a bottle of medicine from his bosom, put it into his gloved hand, clenched it tightly, and then said lightly: "When we first met... I noticed your illness. This is the medicine I prescribed for you, but I just didn't know how to give it to you."

Because every time they met, they were either at loggerheads or parted unhappily, and they were never able to sit down and have a good talk. Yun Chuxiu clearly had a lot to say to him, but who knew that by the time he said it, it was already the end of Meng Jiao's life.

Aren't there many things in this world that are only revealed at the end?
"I have heard the name Meng Chen since I was a child. Uncle Hu and others always mentioned him behind my brother and me's backs, saying that he was gentle and considerate, had great martial arts skills, and was loved by the master... My brother and I were looking forward to meeting such a senior brother, but who knew that eight years had passed before we finally met."

He said to Meng Jiao: "Whether you believe it or not, Master has never gotten over the death of Senior Brother, and he has always been in agony. The reason why he is so tolerant towards me and Senior Brother is that he doesn't want us to follow Senior Brother's old path. That's why I hate that you always hate him so much."

But couldn't Meng Jiao hate him? Wasn't all the tragedy caused by the two peerless masters who refused to admit defeat? Yun Chuxiu thought about this and suddenly couldn't help but sighed: "Sometimes, don't you envy the dead more? You don't have to suffer for it anymore. The one who will be entangled by it is the one who survived..."

Before he could finish his words, his hand was grabbed by Meng Jiao.

Li Zixi, who was standing by, was startled and subconsciously took a step forward. But when he saw that Yuan Suiyun behind Yun Chuxiu had no reaction, he just held himself down and did not move forward.

Yun Chuxiu hesitated for a moment, but still held his hand. He originally thought that this was a last burst of light before death, but Meng Jiao stared at him and suddenly showed an expression that seemed to be crying but not crying.

"Meng Chen..." He called out his twin brother's name to Yun Chuxiu. "This life is so long... You, you dead bastard, you must not know... that I have an incurable disease."

"I've had a very hard time these days... If I had known this would happen, I would have died with you back then..." He closed his eyes and tears began to flow. "I, I hate it so much..."

"..."

Yun Chuxiu was silent for a long time. When he saw his eyes slowly drooping, he lowered his head and whispered in his ear, "Then let's go together, drink Mengpo soup together, and cross the Naihe Bridge... In the next life, we won't be brothers anymore."

"No, no, no..." Meng Jiao called out incoherently. "Brother..."

His hand finally dropped.

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When Li Zixi was moving Meng Jiao's body, a white jade bottle with a thin neck rolled out from his clothes. He pulled out the stopper and took a look, and immediately understood what was going on. After handing the body to Ding Feng, he took the bottle to see Yun Chuxiu.

Inside the carriage, Yun Chuxiu was leaning listlessly against Yuan Suiyun, unbuttoning his shirt and directing Yuan Suiyun to help him seal the acupuncture points with golden needles. Seeing Li Zixi coming over, he still managed to cheer himself up and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Oh my god, how am I going to explain to my master how you look like this?" Li Zixi was frightened when he saw his face, which had finally recovered and was pale due to blood loss. Yun Chuxiu waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "Let's keep it a secret for now. Anyway, we won't be returning to Jiangnan for the time being. Master and the old man have rekindled their old love, so they probably don't have time to take care of me. Let's wait until I lie down for a few days. When you go back, pretend to be injured, so that Master won't blame you."

Li Zixi thought to himself that he dared not lie to Xiao Donglou. Did he think his life was too long? However, he would never say this to Yun Chuxiu. He handed the white jade bottle to him and said to him, "This was found on Meng Jiao. I have seen it. It is human ashes."

Hearing this, Yun Chuxiu sat up straight with a start, but because the wound was too painful, he fell backwards immediately. Fortunately, Yuan Suiyun stretched out his arms and hugged him directly.

"It's Meng Chen, this must be the ashes of the senior brother!" He was still shouting, staring at the white jade bottle. "So they have been together all these years..." He fell silent.

Now, he killed Meng Chen. Although it was fate, the old hatred ended with death, and the new hatred was already imminent. How would Jiuyouhou react when he learned of Meng Jiao's death? He and Xiao Donglou had been rivals for decades. The duel back then was not a clear winner. Does this matter have to wait until one of them dies to have a result?

He was silent for a long time, and then Yuan Suiyun asked him, "What do you want to do now?"

"...I was thinking, although I don't think I did anything wrong, I still have to give Meng Jiao an explanation." Yun Chuxiu made up his mind and threw the jade bottle to Li Zixi. "Take it, burn Meng Jiao's body together with this."

"This...?" Li Zixi was a little surprised. "Aren't you going to bring the young master's...to the master?"

If the ashes are burned in one place, they will never be separated in the future.

"Master probably guessed it a long time ago, and I will apologize to him in the future." Yun Chuxiu curled his lips. "Since Meng Jiao doesn't want to be separated from him until his death...then let's not separate. In fact, I have always been thinking that if they had died together back then, perhaps there wouldn't be so many sad things..."

Since he had given the order, Li Zixi did not ask any more questions and immediately left. Yuan Suiyun pulled out the golden needle, wrapped him with the best golden wound medicine, and whispered, "Everything has been done as you wished, why are you still not happy?"

"...Meng Jiao must have the same strange disease as his elder brother." Yun Chuxiu said to him with some melancholy. "But I asked Hu Ju a long time ago. At least when the elder brother was still with the master, he was never afraid of the sun... His disease appeared after the duel. It was like retribution for killing his own brother! The master must have known that, so he tolerated him like this..."

He put on his clothes, slid down and lay on Yuan Suiyun's knees: "I think this world is great, there are many things worth seeing, there are Master and Brother, and you, so I don't want to die! But when I saw him, I felt that surviving is not an easy thing..."

"Who cares? It's quiet without someone harassing you." Yuan Suiyun always acted indifferent to other people's affairs. He stroked Yun Chuxiu's face and whispered, "I now realize that the shackles can still be used in many places. Let Ding Feng find them when we go back."

Yun Chuxiu: "..."

Yun Chuxiu pouted immediately and said coquettishly: "I don't want it! I have to stay in bed and rest now, and you don't even feel sorry for me..."

"Whenever you run around outside, nothing good ever happens to you." Yuan Suiyun tapped his forehead and said unhappily. Yun Chuxiu put his face against his thigh and quickly changed the subject: "It's not me who's looking for trouble, it's obviously trouble that always comes to me... You too, who was that person who stopped you on the road and offered you soup, did you fight?"

Yuan Suiyun said: "I was ready to fight him, but something strange happened."

Yun Chuxiu couldn't help but ask curiously: "What's the matter?"

Recalling everything he had just seen, Yuan Suiyun couldn't help but reveal an expression of great interest on his face: "Before I even started, he suddenly knelt down and begged me to beat him. Then the woman who was cooking the soup took a whip and started whipping him. While he was being whipped, he kept cheering. Because I had never seen anything like this before, I stood there and watched for a while before leaving."

"Huh? Is this why he came to you?!" Yun Chuxiu was confused and muttered to himself. Yuan Suiyun said calmly: "This is the first time someone asked me to do something like this. If I didn't want to come to you, I would have tried it myself."

Yun Chuxiu: “…” It seems that I must take a detour when I see that person next time!
Otherwise, I always feel that Lao Yuan, who was not normal to begin with, will become even more abnormal...

(End of this chapter)