Chapter 2 Part1 (1/2)
Shangguan is so earnest~ still searching for Ah Zhuo with his last threads of hope~ To those of you supporting this story, thank you so much!!! The last part will be unlocked tomorrow!
Chapter 2.1: The Lights Wane
Why would she leave? Furthermore, where would she go?
These two questions continued to perplex Shangguan Qihua. He hadn't the faintest idea where she was or where she could be. Therefore, he could only search for her in a blind and frantic manner. He would be full of hope one day, only to lose hope the next. Back then, he had asked Ah Zhuo why she was willing to help aid him in his revenge. Ah Zhuo laughed and said, ”You humans need some ambitions in your life, the same applies for us demons.”
However, he had always been unaware of just what Ah Zhuo's ambitions had been.
After leaving the Hundred Li Slope, Shangguan Qihua went on to revisit all of the places that he had been to with Ah Zhuo. All of the mere gra.s.s and wood around him formed memories that had twisted around his thoughts, unable to be dissipated.
As he walked past the dense old forest, the Ah Zhuo in his memories giggled as she stomped around the small creek. As he lay outside the temple, hearing the rustling of the snowfall, the Ah Zhuo from his memories was seated on the other side of a bonfire giving him a breakdown of the highlights her that day. The dense and frigid air penetrated into one's heart, soaking into his memories and thoughts. As he pa.s.sed through the Red Light District in an alley shaded by willows, when he heard the falling and crescendoing of the singer's frigid voice groan, he could hear the Ah Zhuo from his memories singing, ”Between this yearning that penetrates the bone…”
Back then, Ah Zhuo definitely wouldn't have guessed that one day, the plain spoken and slow witted Shangguan Qihua would actually be living in yearning so deep that it would eventually penetrate the bone…
Everyday filled him with excitement and then disappointment.
In the twelfth lunar month of the eighth year of Emperor Wuzong's reign, Shangguan Qihua had arrived at Shaolin. He paid his respects to the master of the Shaolin, a bald monk who was just as gentle and tranquil as in the past. He inquired whether the monk had seen the girl in pink who had accompanied him here to the gathering where he had eliminated the master of the Demonic Sect.
The monk gently shook his head.
Shangguan lowered his eyes, ”Can I go to the terrace where I originally got rid of the demon?”
”Benefactor Shangguan, please do as you please.”
Two years earlier, after Shangguan Qihua and Ah Zhuo left the Hundred Li Slope, Shangguan devoted himself to his revenge scheme. He had money and martial arts, but no one who could follow him besides Ah Zhuo. Shangguan wanted to create an awe inspiring name for himself, so he wanted to recruit soldiers and buy horses, but his old background was not enough to gain human sympathy or support. Right when he was thinking about spreading out his sphere of influence, he just happened to see the a.s.sembly of the brave and chivalrous monks who had gathered to eliminate the master of the Demonic Sect of the wulin. They had summoned all kinds of people from the community to jointly discuss banis.h.i.+ng the Demonic Sect.
Shangguan Qihua hadn't yet thought of other methods of revenge when Ah Zhuo dragged his arm and said, ”Go, let's go.”
Shangguan was shocked, ”I, really am not brave and chivalrous…”
”Believe me, now you can sweep away the current wulin,” Ah Zhuo patted his shoulder as he said, ”Go, let's first buy some attractive clothes.”
Later, he wore some white clothing that fluttered in the breeze, that Ah Zhuo picked out for him. When the Eliminating the Demonic Sect a.s.sembly was halfway through, he appeared on the terrace in the center of the gathering. With his usual wooden face, he looked at his surroundings and saw that everyone around him were very prestigious great heroes with power that could shake the world. When he thought about how he was about to show off in front of these heroes, he felt like silently retreating a bit.
In due course, Ah Zhuo carried a Master of the Demonic Sect over and fiercely threw him onto the terrace, raising her voice to say, ”Ladies and gentlemen, my n.o.ble master is here to give everyone an introductory present.”
Shangguan Qihua had indeed caught this Sect Master. He only followed Ah Zhuo's directions and patted his head. Then, this Sect Master had fainted. Shangguan never knew that Demonic Sect people collapsed at the first blow. Or how his body had gained so much strange energy…
The moment Ah Zhuo finished speaking, the entire scene erupted into an uproar.
The first person to speak was still the Shaolin host, ”May I ask the name of this young hero?”
He slowly replied, ”Shangguan Qihua.”
In this group, some would recognize the name of the door keeper of the small sect, thus, they all began to perk their ears up in bewilderment. However, none recognized him. The host asked again, ”May I ask what sect this young hero is from?”
Ah Zhuo who stood nearby touched the corner of her mouth, and Shangguan quickly flashed his internal energy, emitting a cold laugh, ”Hmph.”