103 Weeping Skies (2/2)

Didn't you say we would be together?

Didn't you say after getting married, we would go to play in the mortal realm?

Didn't you say we would raise our children up together?

Didn't you promise you would never abandon me?

Didn't you say…..I love you?

The sky was finally shrouded by a black curtain, the full moon hidden by the clouds. I sat on the ground holding lifeless and cold Bi Qingshen Jun, crying. Crying until my voice has become hoarse, as if I'm letting all 300 plus years of tears out at once, venting out all the pent-up emotions.

I didn't know from when, but Xiaolin hesitantly came up to me. He squat down, and said, ”Miao Miao, don't cry anymore, Master Shen Jun will soon pass on.”

I shook my head, and tightly grasped onto Shen Jun's body. As if this was the last bundle of grass, if I just let go, he would be released into the river of oblivion.

”Miao Miao, be good, and let him go.” Yin Zi approached me and advised. I shook my head and folded my ears, not paying attention or listened to anyone.

Until the moonlight shone on Bi Qingshen Jun, his body radiated a silver blue light. Under this moonlight, his body turned back into that of a snake, undergoing rapid petrification, and turning to ash. No matter how I grab, I was not able to catch it, leaving me with only his empty armor.

Floating in the wind, the ash traveled far into the distance to somewhere unknown.

”No! Shifu, don't leave!” I cried and screamed, trying to capture the airborne particles. To keep the remaining traces of him. But to no avail…..

Miao Miao's one and only Shifu is gone. No husband, no happiness, no nothing.

Just floating with the wind, an endless stream of tears and unforgettable memories.

In the future, who would give me such tenderness to snuggle against?

In the future, who would hold my hands and teach me to write?

In the future, who would help achieve all my dreams for me?

In the future, who would give me those gentle kisses on the lips?

In the future, who would make bad tasting soup for me?

In the future, who can bring me out of loneliness?

You used your life to tell me your love, but what will I use to tell you, that I love you?

The sun and moon rose and fell, I don't how many times the white sky will turn into the dark night nor do I know how many orbits the stars and moons make. Lying down on the remnants of Bi Qingshen Jun's place. My stomach doesn't feel hungry. My wounds don't feel any pain, and my skin doesn't feel any warmth.

I didn't eat, drink, sleep, or speak. I just silently shed my tears. Xiaolin, Mo'lin, Jian Nan, Luo Luo, Blue Feather Goddess, Xiao Zi, Shao Zhong, Han Jing…..everyone that I've made friends with, demons or celestial beings, all came to see me, even the heavily injured Wawa, the quarreling Luo Sha and Bull Devil, and Ao Yun of the East Sea. They constantly spoke to me, but not a single word went into my ears.

”Miao Miao, stop crying, if you continue on like this, your eyes will go blind.” Yin Zi fiercely shouted inside my ears.

Out of reflex, my hands severely hit Yin Zi, sending him flying. But he does not give up and comes back again to ask, ”Do you want to die here?”

”Miao Miao wants to go look for Shifu!” I screamed, my ears covering my ears refusing to talk with him.

Yin Zi suddenly hugged me, with a tearful voice, he said, ”Miao Miao, I beg you, open your eyes and take a look around.”

”I don't want to!”

”Please.”

He was very firm and very persistent, I finally opened my misty eyes hesitantly. I took a look in all four direction, Bull Devil had been squatting under a tree with a depressed expression, Ao Yun sighed while having his head down, Jin Wen has been in a coma ever since, and Xiao Tian had been comforting the crying Wawa. Everyone else was either with a sad expression or was quietly wiping away their tears.

I then turned around to look at Yin Zi, he suddenly hugged me and cried. I've never seen him cry so pitifully and embarassingly, he said, ”Please, don't be like this, if you die, I will be very sad. Miao Miao, please, live on, okay?”

Seeing his sad expression, I finally broke out of my trance and remembered that I wasn't alone.

The sun slowly rose from the east once more, illuminating the earth. I eventually recovered from my frenzied state, telling Yin Zi, ”I'm sorry…..I'm sorry…..”

Yin Zi shook his head to tell me it didn't matter, and said, ”What do you plan on doing in the future?”

What to do? I was confused. My mind was still remembering the story Shifu had said to me in the past. He said that there was a Budha in the West where all your problems can be solved...

He could help Miao Miao make this painful transition, bring Shifu back, and bring back that happiness?

When I raised this issue with everyone, all of them were surprised. Some said it might work, while some said it wouldn't work, but there was no definitive answer.

As long as there's hope, one can not give up. I will go to the monastery in the West to see if there is a way for the Budha to save Bi Qingshen Jun.

But where is the West? Where is this monastery?

Everyone shook their heads to indicate that they've never heard of this mysterious place before.

As we were discussing who we could ask for directions, Ao Yun cleared a path and walked up to me. He reached forward to tidy my messy hair and then firmly said, ”The Dragon Tribe will occasionally go to the Monastery of the West to listen to its teachings. I know the way, so I can send you there, but if the request you've asked for is too hard, and the Budha gets angry, you must leave immediately, understand?”