SFS Chapter 89 Original Fate, Resentment, and Wish
Chapter 89 Original Fate, Resentment, and Wish
"Youyou, may I sit down with you?"
Wu You and Qiao Wanmian had just sat down when they saw Li Lianhua and the other two walking towards them, each carrying something in their hands.
"Oh, Li Lianhua, you're back? Let's sit over there, it's more spacious there."
The group walked to a spacious spot and sat down. Li Lianhua and the other two placed their belongings on the ground beside them.
"Waiter, bring tea, and also prepare some more fruits and snacks," Fang Duobing said to the teahouse waiter who was attending to the next table.
"Alright, sir, please have a seat. We'll be right there," the waiter called out, quickly finishing his tasks before heading downstairs to prepare.
"Li Lianhua, when did you arrive? Have you finished your business? Did it go smoothly?"
Wu You was a little curious. According to the plot, after the events at Cailian Manor, they should be going to Yuanbao Manor. Why did they come here?
"The Lion Soul was found at Cailian Manor, but he died ten years ago, and only his belongings were found. Fortunately, we also found my friend's body, and we gave him a proper burial."
Li Lianhua succinctly summarized everything that happened during her trip to Cailian Manor in just a few words.
"This is a good ending. But what are you all doing here? Fang Duobing, didn't you solve three cases and officially become a detective at Baichuan Academy? What are you doing here? And Afei, what are you doing here too?"
“Of course, it’s Li Lianhua who wanted to come find you. My trip to Baichuan Academy isn’t urgent. Li Lianhua said that Afei had something to do with him, so he came along. But they didn’t tell me anything about it.”
Fang Duobing still feels a bit depressed when he talks about this.
"It's good that you're here. You don't know, but a couple of days ago, Youyou had your room renovated and cleaned up. Now you can move in, and it'll be more lively with more people."
"Wu You, how did you know that Li Lianhua would bring us along, and that rooms would be prepared? Are you a fortune teller?"
Fang Duobing looked surprised; he had never seen Li Lianhua send a message to Wu You by carrier pigeon.
"What's the big deal?" Wu You said dismissively.
"I'm not a fortune teller, I'm just keeping an eye on things for Li Lianhua. As for the two of you, you're just a side thing, in case you come together, so you won't be without a place to stay, right, Sister A-Mian?"
“Ah, yes, that’s how it is.” Qiao Wanmian wouldn’t expose Wu You.
"Is that really how it is?"
"Sir, your tea and snacks are here."
Two waiters came forward, placed the tea and snacks they were carrying on the table, and then went off to do their work without disturbing the guests' conversation.
"Li Lianhua, you must try this, it's really delicious."
Wu You placed the chestnut pastry, the best snack she had eaten here in the past few days, in front of Li Lianhua.
"Okay, I'll try it."
Li Lianhua picked up a piece with her chopsticks, brought it to her mouth, and took a small bite.
The outside is crispy and crumbles when you bite into it, while the inside is very soft and chewy, with a rich chestnut aroma that immediately fills your mouth. The delicate flavor is indeed quite good.
"Here, have a glass of water, don't choke. Tea goes well with snacks too."
Wu You poured Li Lianhua a glass of water, and after it cooled down, she brought it to him.
"Don't worry, you won't choke."
Li Lianhua picked up the warm tea and took a sip. The aroma of chestnuts combined with the fragrance of tea made the dessert taste even more unique.
"The taste is indeed very good," Li Lianhua commented.
"Hey Wu You, you're only serving tea to Li Lianhua and Lady Qiao, not to us. We'd like some snacks to go with our tea too."
Fang Duobing looked at the two empty teacups next to him and Afei, as well as the teacups filled with tea by Li Lianhua and the other person opposite him, and muttered to himself.
"No matter how much food you eat, it can't shut you up. Look at Ah Fei next to you, he's almost finished a plate of snacks."
Wu You ignored Fang Duobing's complaints.
"Li Lianhua, hand the tea to Afei first, so he can moisten his throat and not choke."
Wu You handed the teapot to Li Lianhua, who then passed it to Di Feisheng, who was standing next to him.
Li Lianhua took the teapot and poured tea for Di Feisheng. Wu You turned her head and met Fang Duobing's even more resentful gaze.
"I asked the waiter to bring this tea, but I'm the only one who didn't get any. Sigh."
If someone else saw that expression, they would think he had suffered a great injustice.
"Here you go, drink up, drink more."
Di Feisheng slammed the teapot down on Fang Duobing's table with a loud thud.
Despite his illness, Fang was not bothered. He picked up the teapot, poured himself a cup, and drank it with relish.
Seeing him like this, everyone present wanted to say something to him, but in the end, they didn't say anything.
"Li Lianhua, why are you carrying all the dishes into this teahouse? Judging from the appearance, they must be from Lianhua Tower. Are you not planning to go back to your place?"
Wu You pointed to several vegetable baskets piled up next to her.
"We'll talk about when to go back later. Actually, there are still some that have just sprouted that I didn't take."
Li Lianhua replied, "Look, I've also brought the fox spirit with me."
The fox spirit, led by Li Lianhua, was eating pastries under the table, whimpering and wagging her tail happily.
“He didn’t have any left; he practically plucked all the vegetable baskets that were planted with vegetables from the ground.”
Di Feisheng tried to sabotage the situation from the side, earning a warning look from Li Lianhua.
A gavel rang out downstairs, and everyone looked toward the center of the stage on the first floor, where a storyteller was waving a fan and telling his story.
"Ten years ago, Li Xiangyi, the leader of the Si Gu Sect, challenged Di Feisheng, the leader of the Golden Mandarin Duck Alliance, to a duel on the East Sea because the second leader of the sect had been killed by the Golden Mandarin Duck Alliance."
That night, there was thunder and lightning...
"Li Xiangyi performed a dragon-like leap through the snow..."
"it is good."
"...The bright moon sinks into the western sea..."
"it is good!"
"...The Unfettered Swordsman..."
"it is good!"
"...Xiangyi Taijian..."
"it is good!"
"...The east wind blew again last night in the small building..."
"it is good!"
"...The flute's mournful sound drifts through the white poplar trees..."
"what."
"...stabbed towards the flute's flight..."
"it is good."
"...Li Xiangyi was slashed..."
"what!"
"...The two of them fell into the East China Sea and disappeared without a trace."
"Ugh."
Each time the storyteller on stage finished a segment, the tea drinkers upstairs and downstairs would...
They echoed each other.
Hearing this story of a hero's tragic end, the people present had different feelings.
"This storyteller is truly excellent; he is indeed worthy of being my master, Li Xiangyi. It's just a pity that I don't know where he is hiding now. I must find him."
Fang Duobing was full of confidence. Even though he had heard the news of Li Xiangyi's death for ten years, he still did not believe it. He firmly believed that Li Xiangyi was living somewhere, but he did not want to show himself or be disturbed.
"Yes, he told the story very well. The listeners enjoyed it, and everyone upstairs and downstairs loved it."
Li Lianhua echoed this sentiment.
"Pity."
"What's the pity, Afei?" Fang Duobing asked.
"nothing."
It's a pity that Li Xiangyi was poisoned by the green tea back then, and I only managed to defeat him by a fraction. If I had practiced my kung fu properly back then, would I have been able to beat him? Now, it's even more difficult to defeat him.
“Xiang Yi…” Qiao Wanmian was somewhat saddened and could not speak.
"What's so strange about that? Isn't this what people love to see?"
Li Lianhua: What are these? The death of Li Xiangyi?
Flying Flute: You want to see me die?
Fang Duobing: What does it matter to them whether my master lives or dies?
Qiao Wanmian: ......
"What people love to see most is the fall of the gods, the collapse of the altar, the breaking of the high walls, and the bright moon falling into the mud. Dragged into the suffering of all beings by the seven emotions and six desires, the moonlight is gone, and the world is stained with dust."
"In the end, the fire of the nine tribulations and eight tribulations burned them to ashes. They prayed to the gods but also hated them, worshipped the gods but also wanted to kill them. Heroes fell from grace, and beauties died young."
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These are amazing words, so reasonable, I can't refute them.
"Come, come closer, let me tell you about it."
Wu You beckoned mysteriously to the group.
"What do you want to say?" Fang Duobing was confused. He pulled up his stool and moved closer to Wu You, getting closer to Di Feisheng.
Di Feisheng glanced at him but didn't say anything.
"That was, of course, the East China Sea battle between Li Xiangyi and Di Feisheng."
"Tch, I thought you were going to say something, but didn't the storyteller just say it down there?"
Fang Duobing instantly lost interest.
Qiao Wanmian sensed that Wu You wanted to tell her some things she didn't know before.
Li Lianhua and Di Feisheng exchanged a glance, both having a bad feeling.
Di Feisheng: Li Lianhua, aren't you going to stop it?
Li Lianhua: There's no way to stop her, but I suppose she'll be more careful... I guess.
"Naturally, I'll reveal some secrets that are unknown to the general public in the martial arts world."
"Secrets? What secrets are there?"
Fang Duobing came over again.
(The author fabricated some background information and character settings, which are meant to mislead readers. If you find this unacceptable, you can skip this part.)
"On that Western sacred mountain, the birthplace of Buddhism, a place where many Bodhisattvas and Buddhas gather, the leader of the Buddhist mountain, the Tathagata Buddha, often recited scriptures and preached to many Buddhas there."
"Wu You, aren't you going off on a tangent? What does this have to do with the East China Sea War?"
Fang Duobing immediately sensed something was wrong with the opening. What did this have to do with Li Xiangyi and Di Feisheng?
Everyone else looked at Wu You as well.
"Good stories naturally have their own background and storyline; you'll find out later. Do you still want to listen?"
"Listen, listen, tell me."
"In the middle of the Buddha's chanting, there was a pond in which grew a blue lotus, the only one of its kind in the world, the Chaos Blue Lotus. After being baptized by the scriptures for tens of thousands of years, the blue lotus developed intelligence and transformed into human form."
"Before Qinglian took human form, a part of it was dug out to make medicine, which caused the inheritance to be broken. Qinglian could no longer cultivate the inheritance of its own Chaos Qinglian lineage and could only learn some other people's supernatural powers."
"The lotus can even transform into human form, Youyou. What is inheritance?"
Qiao Wanmian was very interested in this kind of story, as it was her first time encountering it.
"Inheritance is something that some races do. When they are conceiving their offspring, they seal their race's cultivation methods, the location of their sacred cultivation sites, and so on into the offspring's sea of consciousness. When their children grow up to a certain age, the seal will open, and they will be able to cultivate their race's supernatural powers."
"Just think of it as a family secret passed down by word of mouth. No one can take it away from you, and even if they do, they won't be able to use it for various reasons."
"That supernatural power is..."
Fang Duobing raised his hand, wanting to speak.
"I'll explain later, listen first."
"Oh." Fang Duobing lowered his hand with a wronged expression.
"Qinglian is exceptionally intelligent. Even if it's not his own magic, he can quickly grasp it and apply it to other situations to create spells that suit him. However, his experience is ultimately limited, and his cultivation level stops advancing after reaching the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm."
"Buddha said that he needed to go out and experience things to broaden his mind before he could regain the inheritance. So Qinglian traveled around and saw many people and things."
"During this time, he met a person, or rather a black dragon monster, who came from the Dark Forest."
"Legend has it that the Dark Forest has existed since ancient times, stretching for hundreds of millions of miles, never seeing the sun. It is extremely dangerous, and even gods and Buddhas dare not easily set foot inside."
"But that black dragon, relying on his cultivation as a Great Luo Golden Immortal, fought his way out of there. I've only heard that there's a wider world outside, and even more powerful people."
"The two started fighting as soon as they met because of some misunderstandings. Even though the Black Dragon was seriously injured and on the verge of death, he still fought with all his might and unleashed amazing combat power when fighting the Green Lotus. That was all he had honed in the mountains of corpses and seas of blood."
"The two later became friends after a fight and started traveling together. When Buddha heard about this, he stopped Qinglian's behavior."
"The reason is that as an ancient chaotic lotus, how can the Azure Lotus associate with demons from the lower realm? The black dragon is not even qualified to be the Azure Lotus's mount, and it has no reverence for the Buddha and is too bloodthirsty."
"Qinglian was very dissatisfied and spoke up in rebuttal. He knew what kind of friends he had made and wouldn't allow others to say so. The Buddha's majesty was challenged, so he banished Qinglian to the mortal world to experience the suffering of birth, old age, sickness, and death."
"When the Black Dragon saw that his once close friend had been banished to the mortal world by Buddhists, and regretted that he could not fight against the sacred mountain of thousands of Buddhas on his own, he also entered the mortal world, just so that he could continue to travel with him."
"Unfortunately, the Heavenly Dao has its own laws of operation. When immortals enter the mortal realm, they are bound by the power of these laws, unable to unleash their immortal power, and their bodies become increasingly weak."
"So, the black dragon also chose to reincarnate, drank the Meng Po soup, and washed away his previous memories."
Although it was all made up by Wu You, after this description, the whole story suddenly felt to have reached a new level.
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Lotus Tower Small Theater
Wu You: Happy birthday. Fang is often ill. Make a wish.
Fang Duobing: I hope my family is healthy and my friends are happy. I also sincerely hope that my master, Li Xiangyi, is doing well wherever he is.
Wu You: Let's blow out the candles and cut the cake.
Fang Duobing: Thank you for organizing this for me. Here, you can have the first piece of cake.
Wu You: It's no trouble. You should give the first piece to Li Lianhua. He likes sweet cream.
Fang Duobing: Li Lianhua, here you go, thank you for your companionship all the way.
Li Lianhua: Happy birthday, Fang Xiaobao.