Gu Long's World: Starting with the Legend of Chu Liuxiang

The journey back to Baoding was fraught with difficulties, but it wasn't always bad luck.

For example, right now, Jiang Fengyue is drinking with You Longsheng.

When Jiang Fengyue met You Longsheng, she almost didn't recognize him.

He was riding his horse at full gallop when a disheveled swordsman with a full beard and loose hair appeared in the middle of the road.

Seeing the horse's hooves approaching, the unruly swordsman did not dodge at all, as if he was not afraid of the horse's hooves trampling over him.

Jiang Fengyue almost broke the reins before she could stop the horse.

He was about to sign in to this down-on-his-luck swordsman to see who this person was, but no matter how he tried to sign in, there was no response.

He dismounted and approached for a closer look, only to discover that the disheveled swordsman was none other than You Longsheng, the young master of Hidden Sword Manor.

How did he become like this after only half a month?

No matter how Jiang Fengyue asked him questions, You Longsheng just silently drank without answering.

Jiang Fengyue pondered for a moment. If You Longsheng became like this just because he was defeated by her, it would be too much of a blow for him to bear.

What can make a man dejected and颓废 (颓废 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it implies a state of being listless, dispirited, and decadent) is nothing more than the word "love".

Jiang Fengyue frowned and asked, "Lin Xian'er?"

Upon hearing this name, You Longsheng stopped drinking and knocked his wine glass to the ground.

His expression became agitated, and he asked frantically, "Do you know where she is? Do you know where she is?"

Jiang Fengyue said with a wry smile, "How could someone as small as Lin Xian'er turn you into this?"

You Longsheng said blankly, "You don't understand. You don't understand the feeling of a loved one suddenly disappearing in front of you, and you can't find them no matter how hard you look."

He shouted, "I've been looking for her, I'm going crazy looking for her. I feel that all the sword skills I've honed in the past twenty years are worthless compared to her."

Jiang Fengyue knew that no matter how hard You Longsheng searched, as long as Lin Xian'er refused to see him, he would never find her.

You Longsheng slammed his fist on the table and roared, "I only want her. I'm willing to pay any price to find her."

He was roaring, venting the emotions that had been building up inside him, not caring whether Jiang Fengyue was listening or not.

Jiang Fengyue was not only listening, but also secretly sighing in her heart. In fact, mastering swordsmanship was still useful. For example, why did Lin Xian'er choose A Fei instead of You Longsheng?

However, it is precisely because A-Fei's swordsmanship is far superior to You Longsheng's that A-Fei is more valuable to us.

Jiang Fengyue patted You Longsheng on the shoulder and sighed, "I don't know where Lin Xian'er is, but she might have already forgotten you exist by now."

You Longsheng murmured, "Impossible, she has already given me her most precious thing."

Jiang Fengyue shook his head helplessly. He wanted to say frankly that what You Longsheng considered most precious might be worthless to Lin Xian'er.

Because this most precious thing of hers could even be given as alms to ugly coachmen and lowly gatekeepers.

You Longsheng muttered to himself as he walked out, head down, not even looking where he was going. He bumped into several people along the way and was even slapped by one of the vicious ones.

He didn't care at all about the physical pain, because his mental world was being tormented.

Jiang Fengyue sighed repeatedly, paid for the wine, and got up to leave. You Longsheng was nowhere to be seen. In the bustling streets and surging crowds outside, who would care about an inconspicuous, down-on-his-luck swordsman?

However, fate always likes to play tricks on people, and Jiang Fengyue soon saw You Longsheng again.

……

Looking from afar, Jiang Fengyue saw what appeared to be a group of people walking towards her.

Only when he got closer did he realize that the people coming towards him were not a group, but only a few.

These few people, from a distance, looked like a group of moving mountains.

Jiang Fengyue had never seen so many fat women in his life. He estimated that these women combined would weigh at least a ton.

Their legs were thicker than an elephant's, and their red satin shoes required at least seven feet of cloth.

A group of six people were walking towards them. Four fat women were carrying a large wooden bed, and on the bed lay a woman who was even fatter and larger than the four below her.

When she was lifted high, she looked like a walking mountain of flesh.

Various foods were laid out on the wooden plank bed, along with leftover scraps, making it look like a garbage dump.

Jiang Fengyue hadn't gotten too close before he covered his mouth and nose, as if the smell could see through his eyes and into his mind.

The fattest woman was eating fried chicken, occasionally tearing it into small pieces and feeding it to the man next to her like feeding a dog.

The man didn't seem to resist; he swallowed whatever the fat woman fed him.

Compared to the women, this man was clearly much more normal. His thin, bony frame made him look like a monkey among the fat women.

However, upon closer inspection, this man also appears abnormal, as he is not only wearing brightly colored clothes but also has a thick layer of powder on his face.

Jiang Fengyue frowned, seemingly having guessed who this mountain of flesh was, and drew his sword, gripping it tightly in his hand.

"Check-in!"

"Signing in as the Greatly Joyful Bodhisattva has been successful, and you have gained the ability to rebound power."

"Disciple successfully signed in and gained one year's worth of internal energy."

"Disciple successfully signed in and gained one year's worth of internal energy."

……

The check-in messages of the several fat women flashed by, but the man's message was nowhere to be seen.

Jiang Fengyue already had a bad feeling. He looked closely and saw that the glamorous man with powdered face was You Longsheng again.

You Longsheng, You Longsheng, why are you always so unlucky?

Jiang Fengyue's lips twitched. He wanted to save You Longsheng, but the garbage heap and the mountain of fat meat made him feel uneasy. He was caught in a dilemma and had not yet figured out a way to get You Longsheng to come down on his own.

He just doesn't provoke those mountains of flesh, because they won't let him off the hook.

Because the Great Joyful Bodhisattva sits on a high seat, her vision naturally extends much further than that of her disciples.

She had already spotted Jiang Fengyue, and seeing the sword in Jiang Fengyue's hand, she wasn't afraid at all, but just laughed happily.

The Great Joyful Bodhisattva laughed and said, "Sisters, it seems we are really lucky today. We finally went out and found two handsome men."

She not only arrested You Longsheng, but now she also wants to arrest Jiang Fengyue.

Jiang Fengyue remained silent. In broad daylight, kidnapping is one thing, but why use the word "picking up"?

Upon hearing this, several disciples of the Great Joyful Bodhisattva looked up and spotted Jiang Fengyue.

Several disciples lowered the wooden plank bed to the ground, and even though they were very careful, the sound of the plank bed hitting the ground was still deafening.

With a loud "boom," the road surface seemed to shake a few times.

Upon hearing the instructions of the Great Joyful Bodhisattva, the disciples rushed towards Jiang Fengyue.

With each step, the ground trembled slightly.

Jiang Fengyue took a deep breath and swung the sword in her hand.