Dusk Returns to the Ruined Building

People always say that it is darkest before dawn. After a night of thrilling tossing and turning, Shen Yichen didn't know what time it was. The night sky was clear and the night was cold!

Shen Yichen went upstream along the Yunu River and did not see the Lu Jiayao sisters. The further he went upstream, the denser the woods became. The trees were towering and the fallen leaves under the trees were so thick. He could not see any road in the woods. The moonlight flickered in the woods. The woods beside the river were so quiet, and Shen Yichen seemed so lonely as he walked forward.

In a quiet woods by the Yunu River, a bonfire was burning in the silent forest. The Yunu River nearby had a drop in terrain here, forming a small waterfall. The sound of water flowing into the shallow pool became the only note in the silent forest.

Next to the campfire, a middle-aged man in blue clothes was grilling fish and drinking wine. The faint smell of fish drifted towards the Yunu River with the wind.

Shen Yichen, who was walking in the dark, saw the little fire from a long distance. He quickened his pace and soon came to the campfire. Although the man in blue was a little drunk, he also felt someone approaching, so he looked up.

"It's you!" They both spoke at the same time, their surprise evident in their words.

It turns out that this person is Sima Lifeng, the most amazing swordsmanship genius in Yingzhou Cangyun Sect in the past hundred years, who is trapped in love.

"Senior, can I sit down and rest for a while?" Shen Yichen asked respectfully.

Sima Lifeng drank the wine sip by sip without responding.

Shen Yichen sat quietly on a square stone opposite him, thinking: "Wasn't he already drunk yesterday afternoon? Why is he drinking again before dawn!"

"Senior, why did you come to this deserted place alone to drink?" Shen Yichen asked again cautiously.

Sima Lifeng took a gourd of wine from his waist and threw it to Shen Yichen.

"You came from the lower reaches of the Yunu River. Are you here for the treasures of Lingxu Mountain?"

Sima Lifeng did not answer Shen Yichen's question, but asked a question in return.

"Yes, I have nothing to do and want to join in the fun!" Shen Yichen took a sip of wine with a smile.

"Why are you running to the river instead of taking the ancient mountain path?"

"Ancient road in the mountains? I don't know!" Shen Yichen said speechlessly.

"No wonder I didn't see anyone along the way." Shen Yichen guessed that the Lu Jiayao sister must have turned to the ancient mountain road from some fork in the Yunu River. He only knew to go upstream along the Yunu River and didn't notice the existence of the fork in the road at all!

"Senior, are you going to Lingxu Mountain too?"

Sima Lifeng did not answer. He looked up and looked at the waterfall quietly. He was obsessed with only two things in his life. One was his love for Han Ningshuang, which he could not have; the other was his sword. He had not made any progress in sword skills and had not been able to break through the shackles for decades. He always felt that something was missing. He did not know whether his sword skills were not smooth because of his love, or he could not have love because his sword skills were not perfected.

He had been decadent for decades and had only recently tried to change. He sometimes wondered if he could break through the shackles of kendo and become a sword master, then he could get the love he had always dreamed of?

So he prepared to go to Lingxu Mountain, not to seek the inheritance of swordsmanship, but just to gain some insights and break through as soon as possible!

Sima Lifeng had no idea that it was not so easy to become a sword saint! The differences between good and evil, and the love and hatred between them, could not be resolved by a sword saint!

He is a lovesick man, and so is the Sword Saint of Lingxu Mountain!

After that, Shen Yichen stopped asking questions and just like Sima Lifeng, he drank and grilled fish. He was certainly not trapped by love, he just simply loved to drink. After more than ten years in the mountains, although the mountain springs were sweet, they could not compare to this nectar!

Just like that, a bonfire, two drunkards, some grilled fish, and they were speechless and only drank.

The more Sima Lifeng drank, the more he wanted to forget his love, but the more he drank, the stronger his love became! What about Shen Yichen? The more he drank, the more he loved it, and he thought to himself: "This is the most beautiful scenery in the world!"

Finally, Sima Lifeng drank all the eight gourds on his waist. When the dawn light shone into the woods, the two men had already fallen into the grass and were fast asleep!

At noon, Shen Yichen woke up slowly, shook his head, opened his sleepy eyes, glanced around, and did not see Sima Lifeng. He got up and stretched, and called out to "senior" a few times but no one answered. Sima Lifeng should have left.

When I arrived at the waterfall, I saw the water was clear and green. I took a bath on a whim and then continued upstream against the Jade Maiden River.

About an hour later, Shen Yichen was in trouble! Because the Yunv River was forked, or to be more precise, two rivers merged into the Yunv River, and the two rivers led to two different directions!

"These idiots didn't even tell me that the upper reaches of the Yunu River is where two rivers converge!"

Shen Yichen cursed!

This time, Shen Yichen wronged those people. How could they have imagined that Shen Yichen didn't know the road at all. He walked against the Yunv River and passed Xiangyun Villa for about 80 miles. There was a road leading directly to the mountains, which was the ancient road in the mountains mentioned by Sima Lifeng. It was the road leading to the peaks of the Manghuang Mountains and the ancient tribes in the mountains. It was built by generations for thousands of years, and Shen Yichen took one of the sections when he came out of the mountains.

Looking at the two rivers merging into the Yunu River, Shen Yichen said to himself: "This is going to be a stroke of luck! Master, Master, please bless this disciple with a better life!"

So we went upstream along the left side of the river.

As evening approached, the water in the river became smaller and smaller, slowly turning into a small river and finally a stream. Shen Yichen looked into the distance at the end of the stream and saw a man fetching water, so he quickened his pace and prepared to ask for directions.

When I got closer and took a look, my heart sank!

"Master, Master, is there really something wrong with the Feng Shui of Guanxing Mountain?"

Shen Yichen turned around and prepared to leave secretly. Coincidentally, the man who was fetching water turned around and prepared to carry water. He saw a person nearby. His back looked familiar. Besides, how could there be outsiders in this deep mountain except for his master and him? So he said,

"Amitabha, may I ask why you came to this deep mountain?"

Shen Yichen was so depressed that he had to turn around and say, "Master, how are you?"

That’s right, the person carrying water was the young monk from Fuchen Temple. Shen Yichen did remember that there was a stream opposite Fuchen Temple, but he never expected that the stream would eventually flow to the Yunu River!

What a trick of fate! After many twists and turns, he returned to Fuchen Temple. What made him even more upset was that the young monk actually said:

"Have you gone robbing again? Are you here to ask the Buddha to eliminate the disaster for you?"

The young monk recognized Shen Yichen and saw that he had changed his clothes!

Shen Yichen thought to himself: "Get rid of the disaster, get rid of your sister! If I hadn't taken the wrong road, would I have come to your Buddhist 'holy land'? What bad luck! But you are right, I robbed! I robbed, what can you do about it!"

A huge thunderous sound resounded through the sky, and then the sky was covered with dark clouds and heavy rain was about to come!

Shen Yichen jumped back in fright!

"Is this retribution? I said this to myself in my heart. I didn't mean to disrespect the Buddha!"

He quickly replied, "No, no, I bought this dress. I was walking nearby and saw that the weather was different, so I wanted to stay at Fuchen Temple for one night. Master, may I ask if it is convenient for you?"

"Amitabha, the donor has a connection with Buddha, please follow me." The young monk carried the water, walked in front, and went to Fuchen Temple!

Shen Yichen thought to himself: "What a fate! I don't know if it's my bad luck to meet you, or if I'm unlucky because I met you!"

"Boom" was accompanied by a loud bang, and a flash of lightning instantly illuminated the sky and the earth.

"Oh my God!"

Shen Yichen quickly ran behind the young monk, patted his chest and looked up at the sky. It had already started raining!