Chapter 269 Dream into Spirit Wandering
Chapter 269 Dream into Spirit Wandering
Another year, the camellia blossoms filled the air.
Only this time, the mountain rain was pouring, and the white flowers were stained with blood. Everything was the same, but everything had changed.
The woman, clothes covered in blood, fell slowly.
Baili Dongjun withdrew his fists and stared at the woman in front of him in horror.
"Why is it you?" Baili Dongjun\'s voice shook a little. "How can it be you!"
The woman with the blood-stained clothes watched the blood on her body spread gradually, but there was no pain on her face. She just smiled with grief, her eyes on Baili Dongjun. "You killed me."
"You killed me again."
"And again." Baili Dongjun felt a slight pain in his head.
What\'s gone wrong? What’s gone wrong so subtly? Why would I kill her? Why did she say again!
"Have you forgotten? I’m already dead." Yue Yao still smiled. "I died many years ago, and I died because of you. Don\'t you find this all familiar?"
"We met, and we reunited. These are all familiar, aren’t they? Because we’re in a dream." Yue Yao reached her hand out and stroked Baili Dongjun\'s cheek.
Baili Dongjun\'s tears flowed involuntarily. "You’ve known since the beginning?"
"You drank the Meng Po soup. All things you’ve forgotten in the past can be remembered again, and those who have left will come back." Yue Yao put her hand gently on her chest, and the blood stains slowly faded. "Everything can be changed."
Baili Dongjun looked at the scene in front of him in surprise, unable to speak.
"Are you going to wake up, or are you going to continue being immersed in this grand dream?" Yue Yao asked quietly.
Baili Dongjun nodded. "I want to live in a world where you will forever be there. I have waited a long time for this day."
"Silly man." Yue Yao sighed. "I\'m already dead. I’m not in this world anymore. Life is a grand dream, anyway. After you die, that’s the great awakening. We will meet again one day, but that is not today. You should wake up now."
"No! I don\'t want to wake up!" Baili Dongjun shook his head. "After drinking Meng Po soup, I will forget everything after I wake up."
"Then that day will become a new beginning. Isn’t that great?"
"I used to think so too, but then, I met you again, and I don\'t want to wake up. A world that has Baili Dongjun and a world that doesn’t have Baili Dongjun is pretty much the same. It makes no difference."
"You’re already a grown-up. You’re not the kid from back then anymore. Don’t say such wilful words." Yue Yao waved her hand gently, and the blood stain started to spread again. She took a step forward. "Life is a grand dream, and death is the great awakening. When we meet again, I hope you…
"Won’t regret it!"
Yue Yao stretched out her hand and pushed hard. Baili Dongjun\'s body tipped backwards immediately and started to fall. He reached out his right hand and tried to hold onto her hand, but in the end, he grasped only air.
"Yue Yao!"
The affairs of one’s life was a grand dream, but how many cold autumns were there? How could our reunion end in yet another tragedy? But why did you advise me not to regret it? Don’t you know how much I have always regretted it all these years?
Baili Dongjun snapped his head up, opened his eyes, and his tears couldn\'t stop streaming. The reunion in his dream felt as if it was right in front of him, but now, he was back in this empty cave. He couldn’t help but feel a little despondent. Except…
"I didn’t forget." Baili Dongjun looked at his right hand and murmured, "Why do I still remember everything? Could the legend be wrong, or…"
"Shi… shifu." Tang Lian, who was standing to one side, watched as Baili Dongjun finally woke up. He was extremely surprised at first. He could tell that Baili Dongjun’s state of mind was somewhat disoriented, and he didn’t know if he should bother him for a while.
Baili Dongjun turned his head, looked at Tang Lian, and started. "My disciple, why are you here?"
"I came to look for you," Tang Lian replied hurriedly.
"Look for me? How did you know how to get here?" Baili Dongjun was puzzled.
"Senior Confucian Sword Immortal told us. By the way, the situation is urgent. Xiao Se and the others may be in danger right now!" Tang Lian said anxiously.
"Xiao Se?" Baili Dongjun frowned slightly. "You mean Xiao Chuhe who came to Snow Moon City that day? Why did he come here? He wants to cure his damaged meridians?"
"Yes, but Mo Yi…"
"Mo Yi has fallen and demonised." Baili Dongjun spoke in a low voice. "He has now entered a ghost immortal realm. Although we call him an immortal, he’s actually a ghost. I wanted to help him expel the demon, but he tricked me into drinking this cup of Meng Po soup first."
"Then we really need to get to them right now." Tang Lian looked at the cave entrance blocked by the fallen rocks and frowned. "Besides Xiao Se, Lei Wujie from Lei Clan Fort, General Ye’s daughter, Ye Ruoyi, and Qianluo are also there with him."
"Do you know what sort of place this is? You dare make the trip with just the few of you? Also, just a few stones here and you’re stumped?" Baili Dongjun glanced aside at him, and curled his lips wryly. "What a useless disciple."
Tang Lian hurriedly lowered his head. "Indeed, this disciple was useless."
"Ahh, my disciple is really stone-headed. Can’t even take a joke." Baili Dongjun tipped his toes, waved his long sleeves gently and the entire swath of fallen rocks were swept into ashes. He turned around and glanced at Tang Lian who was stunned. "What are you still looking at? Let\'s go."
"Shifu, did you drink Meng Po soup?"
"I drank it."
"How was it?"
"It\'s sweeter than I expected."
"Didn’t they say that after drinking Meng Po soup, you will let go of your former life? But, shifu, you don’t seem to have forgotten anything?"
"Yes, it\'s not exactly the same as what the legends say."
"Shifu, were you dreaming before? I heard you calling someone\'s name."
"That\'s not just someone."
"Who was that?"
"Your shiniang."
"Shiniang? How come I’ve never heard about having a shiniang?"
"Her name was Yue Yao."
In the pavilion on the mountainside, Xiao Se, Lei Wujie, Sikong Qianluo, and Ye Ruoyi were standing inside. Since a quarter of an hour ago, strange things started happening in the pavilion.
All the animals had abandoned the pavilion and ran far away. Those monkeys, cranes and squirrels all escaped in a frenzy. After a while, they realised that something odd was happening in the surrounding soil as well. Lei Wujie went to check and found that the snakes and scorpions had crawled out of the soil and were following the other animals to flee from this place. Some of the creatures were natural enemies, but they didn\'t seem to notice each other as they fled.
"What\'s going on?" Lei Wujie was puzzled.
Xiao Se considered his answer and said, "A natural disaster."
"Natural disaster? Is it an earthquake, or is the volcano about to erupt?" Lei Wujie looked around.
"Perhaps it’s something more terrifying than a natural disaster," Xiao Se said.
As soon as he said the words, a man in white floated over from the distance and landed slowly.
He still rode on the wind to arrive, confident and at ease. But, when Mo Yi raised his head, his eyes flashed with a tinge of demonic purple.
"The three-day deadline is up. I have come to take what I want."
"What is it?" Ye Ruoyi asked.
Mo Yi pointed a finger that was as slim as jade at Ye Ruoyi. "You."