Volume 4: Heroes Shed No Tears Chapter 116: Sad Sima Chaoqun
The moon is bright in the sky and the night is long.
Xiao Leixue took off the mask, revealing an extremely pale but angular face.
Dark eyes, flowing hair, he placed the box on the stone by the river.
Xiao Leixue put his hands behind his back and looked up at the bright moon, as if an emperor on earth was directing his beautiful country.
He suddenly asked, "Do you think I'm being hypocritical?"
Su Weiyun patted his butt, stood up and said, "No."
Xiao Leixue laughed at himself and said, "I'm always afraid that someone would say I'm hypocritical. I used to treat all the heroes in the world as straw dogs. I would kill them if I wanted to, and slaughter them if I wanted to. No one was ever worthy of my attention. I thought that people in the world were not worthy of my love."
Su Weiyun sighed: "But no matter what, your son is your son after all, you always have to take good care of him."
Xiao Leixue said: "I dare not, I am afraid I can't take good care of him. So I entrusted him to my father's third disciple, an old man who lived in seclusion in the mountains at the age of thirty with the 'Tears Sword'."
"My life is too dark, and I must let my son grow up among the mountains, rivers, grass, and sunshine, so that he can grow into a real man!"
Su Weiyun said: "But he will always come down the mountain, and you will always be his father. He will take you as an example."
Xiao Leixue said: "Yes, he finally came down the mountain with the Tear Sword. That Tear Sword, the most ferocious and peerless Tear Sword..."
Su Weiyun said: "Tears Sword, since you have that miraculous and unparalleled box, what does the Tear Sword mean to you?"
"No!"
Xiao Leixue said solemnly: "To be precise, the Tear Sword was created to restrain this box of mine!"
Su Weiyun smiled and said, "Fortunately, the person holding this sword is your son."
Xiao Leixue looked at Su Weiyun deeply, and then slowly said: " When my father forged the Tear Sword, he saw that it contained a very bad omen. He once predicted that the person closest to him would die under the Tear Sword in fate!"
Master Xiao is proficient in the art of sword identification, sword forging, and sword fencing, and no one in the world can match him.
——Master Xiao predicted that the Tear Sword was a vicious sword and that the person closest to Master Xiao would die by it.
Su Weiyun was stunned for a long time and said, "The closest person? You mean... yourself?"
"Maybe it's me. Maybe... maybe not."
Xiao Leixue suddenly said: "No more talking, I should leave now."
He picked up the box, put on the mask, and turned to leave. "I have failed in my assassination mission this time. Haha, this is the first time I have failed in an assassination attempt in more than 20 years."
Su Weiyun smiled and said, "What will happen after failure?"
Xiao Leixue smiled and said, "After failing, it means that from now on I am no longer qualified to be a killer."
"Wouldn't that be great?"
As the moonlight shone down, he slowly walked towards the west.
…
February 15th, afternoon.
Su Weiyun returned to Chang'anju Restaurant. People stayed and left, dishes kept coming in, and everything was normal.
The storyteller next to him was still talking with saliva flying and nonsense.
Su Weiyun also continued to be his chef.
No one would have guessed that just yesterday, he had a life-and-death battle with the world's top killer. It was thrilling and full of dangers.
When the waiter Xiao Zhang saw Su Weiyun coming back, he immediately asked, "Master Su, where did you go last night? My God, the restaurant was so busy last night, but we couldn't find you... Aren't you afraid that the boss will fire you?"
Su Weiyun smiled and said, "I'm not afraid."
Xiao Zhang said, "How can you not be afraid? You've only been in the restaurant for a month, and Boss Xiong can easily..."
He kept telling Su Weiyun the pros and cons, as if he was afraid that Su Weiyun didn't understand what he meant.
People are always like this, taking it for granted that other people's worries and anxieties must be the same as their own, but in fact they know nothing about other people's world.
Su Weiyun didn't say anything else and just concentrated on cooking.
…
The afternoon passed quickly and night fell again.
But tonight Chang'an Ju was not so busy and lively.
Because the moon is full tonight, there is a lively gathering on Chang'an Street and many people go out to attend the market.
The streets are filled with lanterns, and young men and women are falling in love and going on dates with each other.
The moon is above the willow trees.
Su Weiyun suddenly put down the spatula and sighed, "Since it's the full moon party, we should go to enjoy the lanterns and buy things. Why are we still staying here?"
He said something to the waiter Xiao Zhang, then really strode out.
The streets are brightly lit and bustling with activity, creating a joyful atmosphere.
In the teahouse next to Chang'an Residence, the storyteller was still telling stories nonstop.
Su Weiyun walked into the teahouse with a smile and asked curiously, "Storyteller, why don't you go out to the fair?"
The storyteller was already dry-mouthed and exhausted.
When he heard Su Weiyun's words, he showed helplessness on his face, and suddenly pointed to a tea table: "That gentleman wants to listen, I can't leave."
There were not many guests at the tea table.
In an inconspicuous corner, a big man was drinking one cup after another by himself.
Black shirt, white pants. Black and white are clearly distinguished.
Sima Chaoqun is clear about black and white!
Su Weiyun really couldn't have imagined that he would meet Sima Chaoqun here!
Sima Chaoqun happened to be looking at him.
He sighed, "So it's you."
Su Weiyun said slightly embarrassedly: "I didn't expect to meet you here."
Sima Chaoqun waved his hand in a grand manner and said, "Come on, you are a hero, come and have a drink with me!"
Su Weiyun said: "I have something else to do, so I won't stay any longer."
Sima Chaoqun suddenly asked, "Are you still angry about what happened to Wan'er last time?"
"Actually I don't blame you, because I already know the truth. She did come here on purpose... to harm you!"
Su Weiyun asked in surprise: "How did you know? Did she confess it herself?"
Sima Chaoqun said slowly: "I only knew about it because Zhuo Donglai told me. She and a man named Guo Zhuang under my command had been having an affair for a long time."
Su Weiyun asked: "Guozhuang?"
Sima Chaoqun said calmly, "Yes, but Guo Zhuang is already dead. He was sent to Luoyang by Zhuo Donglai to die. That's why Wan'er came to find you."
Su Weiyun slowly walked up to him and said, "What about Wu Wan?"
"I let her go."
Sima Chaoqun took a big gulp of wine and said, "It is true that I have been a little cold to her on weekdays."
Su Weiyun looked at him carefully for a long time before praising him: "Alas, you are really a hero."
Sima Chaoqun said: "What's the use of being a hero? He can't even keep his own woman!"
Somehow, Su Weiyun suddenly remembered the truth that the nameless master had told him when he was in a casino a long time ago.
——Only imperfect people like Qin Ge are often liked by others.
——And Sima Chaoqun was created too perfectly by Zhuo Donglai.
"I came here yesterday and drank all night, and I still felt it wasn't enough! Hahaha, I'm going to drink all night again today! Anyway, Zhuo Donglai is in charge of the escort agency, so there will be no problems."
"He even knows that my woman is having an affair. Hahahaha, he is so amazing. He is simply invincible!"
Sima Chaoqun shouted loudly, as if he was talking to Su Weiyun, but also as if he was talking to himself.
He seemed to have been knocked down, just like Zhu Meng had been knocked down before.
Su Weiyun said: "You...you really shouldn't do this."
Sima Chaoqun waved his hand and said, "Chef Su, I heard that you are very good at cooking. It's a good night, but how can we have wine without food? I wonder if you could do me a favor and make a few side dishes for me?"
Su Weiyun said: "Then...can I go cut some cucumbers to go with the wine?"
"good!"
After a while, Su Weiyun brought a large plate of fresh green cucumbers to the table.
The cucumber is delicately cut into eight slices, each placed in a square, green and juicy.
Eight cucumber slices are guarding a larger cucumber, standing in the middle.
Sima Chaoqun pointed at the plate of cucumbers and said with a smile: "A chef is a chef. He can cook such a delicious side dish!"
Su Weiyun was holding a bowl of green sauce in her hand.
Sima Chaoqun asked, "What is the name of this dish?"
Su Weiyun held the fragrant sauce on top of the dish and poured it down. The sauce was poured in the middle and then spread over the eight slices of cucumber.
"This dish is called ' Blue Dragon Out of the Sea'!"
