One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 178 177: Yun Yiqing
It's sunny today.

The sun is about to set and the sky is filled with sunset glow.

Zhao Fuyun didn't feel cold, but his body and mind couldn't help but tense up at this moment.

"You mean, my aunt Qing left something with you? Waiting for me to get it now?" Zhao Fuyun found it unbelievable.

Because if I didn't suddenly want to come here to take a look, then wouldn't I not know about the things Yun Yiqing left behind? This is too casual and irresponsible. Could it be that she expected me to come?

"Haha." The old man sneered and said, "Your aunt is a master of divination in our school. She saw you counting dates thirteen times under the tree and based on the weather, geography, and human nature, she calculated that you would come again, so she left the things with me."

"Your sect? What is it?" Zhao Fuyun couldn't help but ask. He knew very little about Yun Yiqing.

"You know nothing, kid. One day, Yun Yiqing will lead you into the ditch." The old man said with a sigh. Although his eyes were cloudy, they were inexplicably sharp at this moment, as if the turbidity was a muddy river and the turbid waves in it could swallow him up at any time.

"I am totally confused, please help me solve it, senior." Zhao Fuyun's attitude became more and more humble.

“When asking for help, you should have the attitude of asking for help,” said the old man.

Zhao Fuyun was silent for a moment, then said, "But please give me your instructions, Senior."

"I'm tired. Go pick some dates for me to eat," said the old man.

Zhao Fuyun looked back at the date. Under the setting sun, the date hanging on the date tree glowed like a flame.

The dates produced by this date tree can be said to be fire dates.

Zhao Fuyun looked at the jujube tree, then walked towards it. When he came under the tree, he couldn't help but count the dates carefully. There were only thirteen dates.

Over the past twenty years, there were more than seventy dates, but now there are only thirteen.

Or maybe it wasn't the same batch of dates from that year.

He climbed up the tree and picked two.

Although the old man only asked for one, he picked two.

When I took two dates into my hands, I felt a warmth, as if I was holding a warm charcoal, and I could smell a fragrance in my nose.

He slid down the tree and returned to the old man, then handed the date in his hand to the old man.

After the old man took it, he said, "I haven't eaten jujube for a long time."

Zhao Fuyun sat down beside him, on the ground beside him, at his feet. He looked at the jujube tree and said, "Could it be that you eat these jujubes to satisfy your hunger, senior?"

The old man simply ignored it. Although there was a hint of old age on him, he didn't have the smell of an old man.

He sat there and ate it bite by bite.

At this moment, Zhao Fuyun was actually quiet for a rare moment.

Not only because no one was talking here, with only the sound of the old man biting dates, but also because his mind was rarely quiet at this moment.

He killed the forty-third prince Zhou Xing together with the white snake in Panshe Mountain, just doing it casually.

They passed by, met an old acquaintance, and had a drink. In his opinion, the old acquaintance could barely be considered a friend, at least she didn't speak up when she had difficulties.

So he eliminated the difficulty for her, and he didn't think too much about the consequences.

Sometimes, people always want to be willful, and often only at that moment of willfulness do they reveal their truest thoughts deep in their hearts, without any weighing or consideration.

Think about it and go.

As for whether the white snake was the one in the grocery store, he didn't care, because the world is so big and he might never meet him again in the future.

Along the way, he did not have any extra thoughts and just followed his heart.

Originally, his heart was like dust mixed with blood and tears, forming a patina, tightly wrapped around it. However, this journey between heaven and earth was breaking a layer of carapace and washing away the patina of the mortal world.

Originally, he had no sense of security in his heart. He felt that the world was so big and there was no place for him to stay. This was still the case even after he entered the upper courtyard of Tiandu Mountain.

But after walking such a distance, wandering around and strolling, he felt much more at ease.

Sitting under this eaves at this moment, I suddenly felt a sense of calm.

The setting sun slowly sets towards the west.

The old man said, "Yun Yiqing is always in a rush and busy all her life. You are her nephew, but you can be so quiet. It's rare."

Zhao Fuyun looked at the fiery clouds in the sky. In the blink of an eye, the rosy clouds had dyed half the sky red, but soon they came to an end and began to retreat.

"What kind of person is she?" Zhao Fuyun asked.

"She is, of course, a busy person," said the old man.

"Yeah, she was so busy that she didn't even know her own sister had died." Zhao Fuyun seemed to be complaining, but of course he had no complaints in his heart, he was just speaking along the lines of this topic.

On the contrary, his heart was full of gratitude, but he didn't know what Yun Yiqing had been busy with before.

"When I met her, she was alone, without a younger sister. However, she did mention that her younger sister had chosen a stable life and married into a wealthy family, so she no longer had to live with her in the open air." The old man's voice was filled with reminiscence, as if he saw a woman who was so beautiful that even the flowers on the mountains could not hide her beauty.

Zhao Fuyun couldn't help but turn his head to look at the old man, wanting to see if what he said was true.

He saw memories and sighs on the old man's face, as well as a bit of nostalgia.

"What kind of person is she?" Zhao Fuyun asked again.

Obviously the old man’s previous answer did not satisfy him.

"She is an extremely smart person." The old man said, "She came to learn astrology from my master. She got the hang of it in a short time, and even more in a short time. In less than half a year, her astrology skills were no less than my master's."

Zhao Fuyun thought, no wonder she was able to predict that he would come here again more than 20 years later.

"Then do you know what she has been busy with over the years?" Zhao Fuyun asked.

"I don't know what he's busy with, maybe he's looking for something." The old man pondered for a moment, then said, "Or maybe he's running away from something, or hiding from someone."

Zhao Fuyun was even more surprised. Could it be that Yun Yiqing was really hiding from someone?

"Do you know where she came from?" Zhao Fuyun asked.

"You are her nephew, you don't know her background, how would I, an outsider, know?" the old man said with a sneer.

Zhao Fuyun really didn’t know Yun Yiqing’s background, let alone who else was in the Yun family.

When I was at the Zhao family, I often heard people scold my mother as a "wild woman" or a "witch".

The two sisters of the Yun family seemed to have no family and no origin in this world.

"What is her level of cultivation?" Zhao Fuyun asked again.

"When I brought you here, you were like a towering mountain to look up to. Although I cannot be sure, I can be sure that you must have reached the level of Infant Transformation." The old man sighed, "If it were not for this, how could a single word have trapped me for more than twenty years? Only when you came, I would have a chance to remove the 'imprisonment' she cast on me."

There was some resentment and some fear in the old man's voice.

"Senior." Zhao Fuyun stood up, bowed to the old man, and said, "I apologize to you on behalf of Aunt Qing."

"You don't have to do this." The old man sighed again and said, "This is what I owe her. I'll pay her back for what I owe her!"

(End of this chapter)