813 Someone Has Come to Changsan City (2/2)

Yu Lian was seated on the wheelchair. She held a brush and paper in her hands and was writing Hairpin-style Small Regular Script. Although she did not have a desk, her handwriting was just as neat.

When her eyes tired, she would look at the floating clouds before the precipice and look at Chang'an City in the distance. Sometimes, she would look at the narrow stone path above the precipice.

That stone path led to the cliff cave where Ning Que had once cultivated in seclusion. It was very dangerous to walk on and should there be strong winds, there was a chance that one might fall into the abyss.

Tang Xiaotang was on the stone path at this time. What she had to do was to use the blood-colored huge blade in her hand to cut the rock wall and widen the ladder surface on the stone path.

This was a very meaningful work that was, of course, also very difficult. The rocks between the cliffs were very hard. Even though she had practiced in the skills of the Devil's Doctrine since childhood and was very strong, the rocks were still very difficult to chisel.

What annoyed her most was that Yu Lian's cutting off the rainbow during the war in Chang'an had resulted in the destruction of the blood-colored huge blade she was holding.

She had been chiseling on the cliff stone path for more than ten days, but she had only finished less than one-tenth of it. She looked up and could not see the end of the steep mountain path at all. The trellis in front of the cliff cave looked like a small black dot.

The little white wolf dozed off between the stone ladders at the top, listening to the sound of chipping stones from below, and felt a little agitated. It did not worry that it would be injured by the stone shards because according to the speed at which Tang Xiaotang had worked in the previous days, she would still take several days before she would reach where it was.

Song Qian and Eighth Brother were playing chess while covered in bandages.

Beigong plucked the zither's string with one hand. It was the only hand he could move right now.

Wang Chi was brewing medicine in the courtyard, and the corner was filled with all kinds of flowers and herbs. Moments later, the old yellow bull arrived with a head full of wildflowers. Fourth Brother, Fan Yue, coughed as he discussed the God-stunning Array with Mu You as they poured over the map. Sixth Brother sighed repeatedly as he looked upon his furnace which had not been lit for many days.

The teachings were taught and those who educate educated. Those who were doomed to be tortured continued to be tortured. Scholars continued to read while those recuperating continued making progress. The back of the Academy's mountain was calm and warm.

Suddenly, Eldest Brother opened his eyes.

He looked at the stream and slowly raised the fishing pole in his hands.

There was not a hook on the line. Eldest Brother never needed a hook to fish, not even a straight one.

But when he raised the pole, there were three fish on the line.

The three fish hung from the line. They struggled even though there was nothing trapping them. Yet, they could not free themselves no matter how they struggled. Their tails wriggled, flicking water onto the stream that reflected the sunlight. It was a beautiful sight.

Eldest Brother's wrist turned slightly and the three fish were freed. They swam back into the stream.

He looked at the stream silently and suddenly said to Mo Shanshan, ”You go on reading. If there's anything you don't understand... continue to read. Ask me when I return.”

Mo Shanshan's expression was odd. She sensed that something had happened. She closed the book she was reading and walked up to Eldest Brother, saying, ”I'll go with you.”

Eldest Brother smiled at her gently and said, ”It is not anything important. It's just a little sudden.”

Eldest Brother left the edge of the stream in his wheelchair, leaving behind the mist gathered around the middle of the mountain.

His expression was unusually grave and he arrived quickly.

Yu Lian was even faster than him.

She was wearing a simple and elegant yellow dress as she sat in a wheelchair and looked in the direction of Chang'an City.

A cold breeze blew on the mountain path, rousing layers of yellow leaves that had gathered on the ground since autumn and raising the edges of her skirt.

Yu Lian said, ”I didn't expect that he'd really come.”

Eldest Brother said, ”Teacher has left, they'd naturally come if they wished to. What I don't understand is why they'd come.”

Yu Lian said, ”I don't understand either. It seems like we can only go and ask them directly.”

Eldest Brother said gently and firmly, ”I am your Senior Brother. I should go and ask.”

Yu Lian answered, ”Senior Brother, you're really slow now, so only I can go.”

Someone had come to Chang'an.

Nobody knew who it was.

Eldest Brother and Yu Lian knew, so they would go to meet that person.

Their expressions were grave and stern, and were even more serious than when they faced the Abbey Dean.

Who exactly was that person?