Chapter 35

"Wow, this string of wind chimes is actually made of water chestnut, what a beautiful sound. Wu She, do you know about water chestnuts? They are strange-looking but edible and only found in Chu land." Xie Bi An said as he pulled out his money bag, "Boss, how much is this?"

"Twenty coppers."

"That expensive?" Xie Bi An retracted his hand that grabbed the money bag, "Boss, don't rip us off just because we're foreigners."

"Look at what you're saying, such a handsome gentleman, only fifteen for you, okay?"

"Ten, I’m buying them for my little brother, make it cheaper."

Fan Wu She looks distracted. When he heard the word "little brother", his ear bones twitched and he turned his face away, "I don't want this shit."

Xie Bi An laughed: "It's for Bo Zhu, you're too old to be playing with this."

Fan Wu She grabbed Xie Bi An's money bag, "It's too expensive, don’t buy it." After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Ugh ..." Xie Bi An chased after him.

"Mister, ten coppers will do, Mister! Eight! Seven!"

Fan Wu She walked away so fast that Xie Bi An ran for a while to catch up with him: "Wu She, what are you doing? He is selling it for seven coppers."

"How many things have you bought for Bo Zhu along the way?" Fan Wu She suddenly stopped in his tracks and stuffed the money bag into his Qiankun bag under Xie Bi An's gaze, "Why do you like to buy him these useless things so much?"

"Because Bo Zhu can't leave the Underworld."

"He can’t leave the underworld has nothing to do with you. It's not like you killed him."

Xie Bi An sighed, "Bo Zhu is the soul I collected. He was very pitiful in life, in his life ..." He paused. He did not say anything further and turned to say, "Why are you upset again? Is it because you think I didn't buy you anything?"

How could Fan Wu She admit it?

"You tell senior brother what you want ah. I’ve never seen you ask me for anything."

"Will you give me everything I want?" Fan Wu She looked at Xie Bi An slyly.

"You tell me. My salary is quite high, and I have some private offerings, so I can afford most things." Xie Bi An smiled, "You, child, are too competitive."

What Fan Wu She really wanted, how could he say. He was in an irritable mood, he casually pointed, "Buy that."

Xie Bi An turned to look at a shop that sold jade jewelry: "Which one do you mean? This one?" He walked over and picked up a string of jade pendants carved with heavy petals of orchids, "You have a good eye, Wu She, this is quite pretty."

Fan Wu She lived in a royal family since he was young, after that he ruled the world. He has seen all kinds of goods, how can he look up to this cheap stuff? He was just about to deny it when he suddenly noticed that there was an identical string next to it, only with a black and white string. He walked over and picked up the other string, "Why don't we each have one and hang it on our swords?"

When Xie Bi An looked at the other string, he sniggered and teased him, "Your sword is a pair with Pei Xue, and your soul weapon has to be named like two lines of poetry matching in sense and sound. Now even the jade pendant has to be paired with me. I see that you, who usually act like an old man, are actually a clingy person."

Fan Wu She looked askance at Xie Bi An, his thin lips lightly spat, "What if I only wanted to cling to you?"

Xie Bi An froze for a moment. The fox eyes of Fan Wu She, with their hooked ends, seemed to have been born for the purpose of compelling people. The thin eyelids opening and closing, playing with light and shadow within the pupil crystal, half covered by the fluttering eyelashes. The emotions in his eyes were like the dappled fragments of sunlight that split down between the leaves, dark and bright, cold and hot.

When he was gazed at intensely, Xie Bi An's heart skipped a beat as if he had stepped on a void, and his face burned inexplicably.

Xie Bi An quickly looked down and pretended to be examining the jade pendant: "I'm your senior brother, so if you want to cling, just cling. Haha, you really haven't grown up yet."

Fan Wu She looked at Xie Bi An's ear, which was so red that it was almost transparent, and his heart snickered. An unprecedented thought came to him. He thought, in this life, given a chance to start all over again, would it be possible for this person to like him?

Stop treating him like a little brother, stop treating him like an enemy, and to actually, like him?

This thought made Fan Wu She's heart palpitate and even feel vaguely heartbroken.

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In the end, Xie Bi An bought the pair of jade pendants and tied them to their swords.

Looking at the pair of trinkets dangling from his sword, Fan Wu She felt that all those rare treasures that had been presented to him in his previous life were not worth mentioning.

It was a bit cloudy today, and after being outside for a long time, the damp and chilly air was a bit too much for even the cultivators to bear. They found a small restaurant and ordered a pot of roast wine and a few small dishes with the intention of warming up their bodies.

Fan Wu She asked the waiter for a hand warmer and handed it to Xie Bi An, "Take it, your hands and feet always become cold in winter."

Xie Bi An was surprised: "How do you know?"

"... Your hands are all frozen red." Fan Wu She tugged Xie Bi An's hand, pinched the red fingertips, and shoved the hand warmer into his hand.

Xie Bi An held the hand warmer and that warmth traveled into his heart. He asked, "Are you cold? Put your feet near the fire to warm them up."

"My body is hot, I'm not cold." Fan Wu She looked around the small restaurant and noticed that there were several tables with disciples of Chunyang Sect, and some female customers were whispering and shyly sniggering at them.

Xie Bi An said, "Most of the disciples of Chunyang Sect are so handsome and physically fit that both ordinary women and female cultivators have their hearts set on them. Temptation everywhere, yet they still can withstand it, they are indeed extraordinary.

"If the heart of Dao is not strong, one will not be able to follow this path." Fan Wu She recalled what had happened a hundred years ago and was in a trance for a moment.

"The heart of the Dao, the heart of the Dao." Xie Bi An lamented, "Even a high-ranking cultivator of Chunyang Sect had abandoned his previous work for a demonic cultivator woman... It's hard to say which is more important, the heart of Dao or love."

Fan Wu She did not answer, he said in his heart: sometimes, one person can be worth all in the world.

The food and wine soon came, and Xie Bi An picked at the problem as he ate: "The food here is really average, we should ask around to find out which one is good first."

"Then let's change the restaurant."

"It's too wasteful. It's okay, we can eat several more meals."

A rush of footsteps suddenly hurried into the restaurant, and a disciple of Chunyang Sect called out, "It's not good, brothers, hurry back, the Cangyu Sect's people have found the Luojinwu."

"What's going on?!" The disciples of Chunyang Sect stood up one after another.

"I'm not sure exactly. I heard, I heard that the old demon woman is dying and has come to borrow the Seven Star Life-Sustaining Lamp."

The senior and junior brothers looked at each other and also followed the disciples of Chunyang Sect back to the Luojinwu.

Qi Meng Sheng, the head of Cangyu Sect, is a great master on a par with Li Bu Yu, Xu Zhi Nan and Zhong Kui. Although Cangyu Sect's techniques were always somewhat evil and had always been criticized by the orthodox immortal families, they had cultivated their weaponry to a superb level, and had guarded Shen Nong Ding for generations, so their position in Jianghu was unshakeable. They have maintained a delicate balance with the various sects in the Central Plains.

It is only natural that Qi Meng Sheng, who is from the era of Emperor Zong, is now approaching the end of her life, but no one thought that she would hit on the idea of the Seven Star Life-Sustaining Lamp.

The Seven Star Life-Sustaining Lamp is the magical treasure of Zhuge Kongming, the greatest treasure of Chunyang Sect. It is said that if the lamp is not extinguished after casting the spell, even if you are on the verge of death, so long there is one breath left, life can be sustained.

How could such a treasure be lent to outsiders? They could smell the murderous aura of the Luojinwu from a long distance away, so it was no wonder that these Chunyang Sect disciples all looked grave.

In his heart, Xie Bi An thought helplessly: why is it that everywhere they go these days, there is trouble?

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Edited on 21 Mar. 21 (Emzie)

 

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