Flying Dust - Chapter 39-1

Flying Dust [Fei Chen]

Chapter 39.1

On that very night, more than half of the disciples of Mu Yun Mountain Manor were sent out to look for Dian Ling and his wife. If there was any sign of them, they were not allowed to step forward and provoke them but to send the message back to Wen Qian Liu for him to deal with them personally.

At the manor, two rooms prepared for He Yunfeng and Mo Fei Chen were not that far away.

Mo Fei Chen was lying on his bed, curled up under the quilt, without He Yunfeng beside him, he felt that his heart was a little empty, not knowing what he was thinking about at the moment or had he fallen asleep yet? There was a knock on the door, Mo Fei Chen jumped out of bed and opened the door to see He Yunfeng standing there with his coat on.

“Yunfeng…”, Mo Fei Chen said with a smug smile, “Look, you still want to be with me, only then you can sleep, right?”

He Yunfeng smiled lightly, “Actually, you are still worried (about me).”

“Of course I’m worried. I’m afraid you’ll be sad…” Mo Fei Chen closed the door behind him and nestled back into the bed as He Yunfeng followed him and squeezed under the quilt.

“You’re also worried that I’ll keep thinking about Lianyun and then ignore (treat you coldly) you.” He Yunfeng held Mo Fei Chen close to him as he leaned to his side.

“What’s that? I’m not even a little girl.”

“I will always think about Lianyun, I also can’t help it.” Mo Fei Chen couldn’t see his expression since he lowered his face, “But I won’t let you go either. I am exactly this egoist (selfish).”

“Then what if Luo Lianyun is still alive?”

“I would probably still drink wine and practice the sword with her, but I would tell her that I have taken on a young apprentice and I like him.” He Yunfeng’s voice was very calm.

“Then that will do!”

Mo Fei Chen would not ask what he would do if Luo Lianyun said that she also liked He Yunfeng. Perhaps it was precisely because Luo Lianyun had never fallen in love with He Yunfeng that He Yunfeng would fall in love with Mo Fei Chen. 

One did not live one’s whole life in a single straight line, so a person didn’t have to fall in love with just one person; you also didn’t need insist on making a choice, either because you don’t love anymore or it against one’s will (disloyal) that you have to give up one person. 

If He Yunfeng could not let go of Mo Fei Chen for forever, why should he himself bother to argue or bicker with Luo Lianyun? 

Within three days, a disciple had sent a letter saying that he had seen the Dian husband and wife in Qing Ping town. 

In the afternoon of the same day, Wen Qian Liu packed his outfit for the journey and rushed there with He Yunfeng and Mo Fei Chen, leaving Lu Qingmo to take over the role of the Manor Leader.

They met up with those two disciples in Qing Ping Town. Zheng Rixing would come to one of the medicine shops in the town every day to buy ginseng and after he was done, he would leave the town and go to a nearby village.

“The Dian couple whoever gets the sword seed, I’m afraid they can’t bear it with their current strength, therefore, they must use the first quality ginseng to nourish their qi. Beside that, they also need to train their internal energy in order to be able to use the sword seed and handle it very skillfully. However, even if they have the sword seed of Lianyun, the person will not be able to recreate the graceful bearing and the style of the thousand cloud’s sword from that time.” A sarcastic smile crossed He Yunfeng’s lips.

“Then shall we go now?” Mo Fei Chen asked.

“Of course we should go now, the sooner the better.”

Mo Fei Chen touched his nose and followed behind them. Dian Ling ah Dian Ling, this time He Yunfeng and Wen Qian Liu are going to personally take care of this matter, I don’t know if your little life can still be preserved!

They arrived at the village and saw a few scattered village houses. All of the people who lived here were hunting families, with hares and pheasants hanging on their fences, and only one house had herbs drying in front of its door.

Wen Qian Liu was just about to open the door and enter, at the same time, Zheng Rixing, who had brought back his ginseng, ran off at once. Mo Fei Chen smiled ‘He he’ however with a single step and the use of force, he then came up behind him and twisted his arm behind his back and tapped his silent acupuncture point.

A spiritual sword flashed out of the room and passed by Wen Qian Liu’s ear, but with a flick of He Yunfeng’s fingertips, an internal force dissipated the sword Qi into the air.

There was a crash sound coming from inside the house, Mo Fei Chen shouted, “Ai ya, he escapes.”

Wen Qian Liu rushed and chased after him and when He Yunfeng was about to step forward, Mo Fei Chen suddenly collapsed. It turned out that Zheng Rixing had a hidden weapon in his hand, the tip of which was filled with venom,so even if the poison was just a slight scratch on Mo Fei Chen’s palm, the poison would spread.

“Fei Chen! Don’t use your inner strength to suppress it!” He Yunfeng pressed his palm against Mo Fei Chen’s back and poured his inner strength into the wound, causing the poison to flow out of the wound. The poison that had entered the bloodstream flowed out of the wound. When the black wound gradually turned blood red, only then did He Yunfeng withdraw his inner strength.

Mo Fei Chen’s back was drenched in sweat while his lips were white, and his messy breath had calmed down again.

“Yunfeng… I’m sorry, I was careless.” He had no idea if Wen Qian Liu would be able to catch the Dian husband and wife now 

“You’re not experienced enough in Jiang Hu, so it doesn’t matter if you fall into the tricks of others. It’s good that I’m by your side.” He Yunfeng held him close to him. Just now, his heart almost stopped when Mo Fei Chen was poisoned, “This kind of poison called ‘Cui Xin San’.”

[催心散’ literally meaning: The medicinal powder that urge or speed up the heart]

“What an inelegant name.” Mo Fei Chen pursed his lips, his palm where it had been injured, still tingling

“This kind of poison is not that great, but the person who is poisoned cannot use their internal strength recklessly if there isn’t an antidote or someone else that can use their internal strength to force the poison out, they will die within a day.” He Yunfeng lifted Mo Fei Chen’s palm and looked at it, “I’ll take you to wash your wound, Zheng Rixing has already had his acupuncture points sealed by me, so don’t need to worry if he will run away.”

“Hn.” Mo Fei Chen was pulled up by He Yunfeng and the two of them walked to the stream outside the village to wash his wound, He Yunfeng cut off the lower hem of his clothes and bandaged his wound for him.