Volume 2: A sudden change in the prison, a red-clothed man goes out to find a thief Chapter 151: Jianghu people once owed the court a favor
Outside the medicine cave in the deep valley, Li Si walked slowly into the cave entrance wearing a cloak. The temperature in the cave was much higher than outside, and this could be clearly felt just by stepping into the cave.
When Li Si reached the bottom of the cave, Hua Junjun was already waiting inside, with a wooden barrel the size of a person in front of her. She was lowering her head, silently preparing the medicinal soup in the barrel.
There is still some light from the top of the cave, so the light in the cave is not too dim.
"You're here." Hua Junjun must have felt Li Si approaching, so he put the last few herbs into the warm water, put down his sleeves and said.
"Well, the Valley Master summoned me, so I dare not not come." Li Si replied with a smile.
Hua Junjun just , picked up a piece of silk cloth, wiped his hands and said.
"The medicinal bath is ready, just lie down in it."
As she said this, she turned around and prepared some ointment for Li Si to apply.
Li Si looked at Hua Junjun's back in silence for a moment. The smile on his face faded a little. Then he seemed to sigh softly, took off his coat, and lay down in the wooden barrel.
Over the years, the two of them have not talked much. However, this is also related to their relationship.
Li Si has many friends around him, but they are mostly men. There are not many women with whom he has a deep relationship. If we really want to count them, Yun'er can be counted as one, Shuhu can be counted as one, and Huajun can also be counted as one. The rest, most of them have not been seen for a long time .
Yun'er naturally needed no explanation. Li Si was her elder, and the relationship between the two was very harmonious. There was nothing that could not be discussed.
As for Shu Hu Nu, the relationship between Li Si and her should have been based on gratitude at first, but later on, the two could be regarded as real siblings, at least that's what Li Si thought.
Finally, there is Hua Junjun. Li Si has never been able to explain his relationship with her clearly, or perhaps he doesn’t know how to explain it clearly.
When the two met for the first time, Li Si had just entered the martial arts world not long ago. He accidentally met Hua Junjun who was traveling down the mountain. The two got along well and decided to travel together.
After experiencing many things along the way, the relationship between the two became more familiar.
It must have been one night when the two were sitting together drinking. Hua Junjun, under the influence of alcohol and with a blushing face, hinted at her feelings to Li Si.
Li Si understood the deep meaning of this and was silent for a long time. He took out the wooden sign in his arms and told her that there was a woman he couldn't forget, which was considered a polite refusal.
That day, Hua Junjun left crying. Since then, the two have not seen each other for a long time.
Until one day, Li Si suddenly received a message saying that Baihua Valley invited him to do something, so he went. After arriving at Baihua Valley, he found out that Hua Junjun had become the owner of Baihua Valley and asked him to test medicine.
Perhaps out of guilt, Li Si agreed, but from that time on, his relationship with Hua Junjun became strange.
He never understood whether Hua Junjun had let go of the past, and he didn't know whether he should say something to persuade her to let it go.
After all, if she has already let it go, then saying something weird would just be wishful thinking.
And he himself really didn't want to harm Hua Junjun again.
Therefore, he and Hua Jun always kept a distance, which could be considered as friends, but never crossed the line. This was the only thing Li Si felt he could do, at least to express his thoughts.
Unfortunately, what he didn't know was that Hua Junjun never let go.
On the contrary, she had been waiting for Li Si to let go of his past.
But to be honest, Li Si himself couldn't let go, so what right did he have to ask others to let go?
Most people in this world are obsessed with it, and they are obsessed with it. Maybe they can't understand it, but maybe they just don't want to understand it.
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On Mount Wudang, white clouds are floating leisurely, and in front of the statues of the Three Pure Ones, incense is burning faintly.
A Taoist priest was holding a precious sword, leaning idly at the feet of the Three Pure Ones statues and dozing off.
It might be noon, when the sun was at its highest point outside the temple, that the bell on the mountain rang, breaking the Taoist's sweet dream and waking him up in a daze.
"Ha~" The Taoist opened his mouth and yawned, then rubbed his eyes and muttered to himself.
"Where does the sound of the bell disturb my sweet dreams? Can't there be a day of peace and quiet in this world? Oh, how foolish."
At this time, a young Taoist priest came running out of the door. He was in a hurry, the long sword hanging on his waist swayed with his steps, and the hair crown on his head was tilted to one side.
Seeing the Taoist priest who had just woken up in the temple, the young Taoist stopped and said, panting, pointing outside.
"Uncle Zhenqing, I finally found you. The Grandmaster asked you to go see him. He said he has something to tell you."
Judging from the young Taoist priest's address, it seems that the Taoist lying in the temple should be the Taoist Master Zhenqing of the Wudang Sect, also known as the Confused Taoist in the martial arts world.
"Master wants to see me?" The confused Taoist raised his eyebrows as if he was a little surprised.
This is indeed a rare thing, because his master is in seclusion all year round, and over the years, he can only see him at the annual meeting .
Could something big have happened? Thinking of this, the confused Taoist shook his head, stood up from the ground, patted his clothes and said.
"Okay, I'll go over there then."
Having said that, he casually walked out the door under the worried gaze of the little Taoist priest.
By the time the Confused Taoist arrived at the villa where his master was in seclusion, his other fellow disciples had also arrived. They were all sitting in front of an old man, waiting for something.
Seeing the confused Taoist come in, the eldest disciple Zhenxuan who was sitting in the first seat frowned and waved his hand and said.
"Zhenqing, where have you been? Come and sit down. Master has something to say."
"Yes." The confused Taoist responded lazily and walked straight to a seat in the corner and sat down.
After he sat down, Zhenxuan straightened his expression and bowed his head respectfully to the old man sitting there.
"Master, we are all here."
"Yeah." The old man opened his eyes, glanced at the disciples sitting below him, let out a sigh and said.
"I called you here because I have something that I want a few of you to do. This is a matter of great importance, so you must do it yourself and not rely on others."
After hearing this, the faces of all the disciples turned serious.
Because they all knew that since even their master said so, this matter must be a big deal.
Even the confused Taoist sitting in the corner seemed a little more serious.
Zhenxuan looked solemn, and sat with his head lowered. He responded to the old man, "Master, please go ahead."
"Okay." The old man stroked his beard, took out an envelope from his arms, and said to the disciples present.
"Just a few days ago, I received a letter from an old friend, saying that he saw traces of the Demon Cult again in the martial arts world..."
