pappabearbooks Chapter 574 Farewell
Chapter 574 Farewell
Two days later, Jiang Ci woke up.
Feng Xuanfu had been guarding the bedside for the past two days. The moment Jiang Ci woke up, a smile finally appeared on his slightly haggard face.
"Aci, you finally woke up."
Jiang Ci looked at General Feng in front of him, a hint of doubt flashed in his cold eyes.
"Great-grandfather, why are you here?"
"You little brat, you were seriously injured and unconscious for many days. I have been guarding you here the whole time."
"I'm injured..."
Jiang Ci looked around; everything around him looked so strange.
"Why am I injured? Where is this place?"
A dark light flashed in Feng Xuanyu's turbid eyes, and he felt relieved.
It seems that Yan Shu did not lie to him, this kid A Ci really lost his memory.
"Don't you remember? This is Qingyun Mountain. It was the old demon Wuji who led Kumu away. You were seriously injured when you fought with him there..."
Jiang Ci tried hard to recall what happened, but he just couldn't remember it clearly.
"Ah Ci, what have you forgotten? You don't remember anything that happened in the past two years, do you?"
Jiang Ci recalled carefully for a while and found that his memory of the past two years was very vague. It seemed that after Jiang Huan's death, many memories became intermittent.
"I remember that last year I followed the villagers from several villages to escape famine and went to Xinyang Prefecture. I entered the White Deer Academy and studied there. I also formed an army on the Qilian Mountains."
Feng Xuanyu asked tentatively: "Do you remember anything else, or important people?"
Jiang Ci pondered for a moment, then looked at Feng Xuanyu with cold eyes.
"That's about it. Why did I come to Qingyun Mountain after Kumu was injured?"
Feng Xuanyu's tense nerves relaxed.
"Taoist Wuji wanted to set a trap to harm you in Kumu, but you took advantage of their trick and used yourself as bait. Although you killed the two evil Taoists Wuji and Yuan'an, you were also seriously injured. Fortunately, the monks from Qingyun Mountain arrived in time and rescued you."
After hearing Feng Xuanyu's words, Jiang Ci fell into silence.
He had no recollection of these things. Why did he lose his memory?
Could it be that his brain was damaged during the fight with that old demon Wuji?
Feng Xuanchu was worried that the night would be long and he suggested, "Since you are awake, we shouldn't continue to disturb you in Qingyun Mountain. Let's go down the mountain early tomorrow morning."
Jiang Ci collected his thoughts and said, "You can arrange everything."
"Well, you should have a good rest. I will go and bid farewell to the head of Qingyun Mountain. After all, Qingyun Mountain saved your life, so I will prepare a great gift for you."
Jiang Ci nodded, and after Feng Xuanyu left, he called out to the shadow guard outside the door.
A shadow guard dressed in black immediately strode into the house.
"What are your orders, Master?"
Jiang Ci looked at the other person carefully: "I have never seen you before."
"My Lord, I was recently transferred to serve you."
Jiang Ci frowned slightly: "Where are the people who followed me before?"
"Huanying, Yingsi, Yingliu, Yingqi, they have all been sent out by the master to do their tasks."
Jiang Ci whispered to himself, "So I lost a lot of memory."
The shadow guard raised his head and glanced at Jiang Ci, but thinking of the sect leader’s warning, he could only lower his head silently.
Feng Xuanchui met with the head of Qingyun Mountain, Xuan Tai, with a generous gift.
"Thank you Qingyunshan for taking care of Ah Ci during this period. I have prepared a small gift for you. I hope you will accept it."
Xuan Tai looked behind Feng Xuanchui and saw a dozen disciples of Xuan Sect coming in carrying several boxes filled with gold, silver, jewelry, fine jade, agate and other items.
"Master Feng is too polite. Young Master Jiang once saved the life of a disciple of my Qingyun Mountain. It is a courtesy for us to take him in and stay in Qingyun Mountain to recuperate."
Nangong Yan, who was standing aside, added in a cold voice.
"We at Qingyun Mountain are unworthy of Sect Master Feng's gratitude. It was my Ancestor Xuan Ji and Miss Yan who really helped Young Master Jiang. If Sect Master Feng is sincere, he should go and thank them in person."
"Yan'er, don't be rude!" Xuan Tai waited for Nangong Yan to finish speaking before speaking out to stop her.
He and his daughter had the same idea, but as the head of Qingyun Mountain, there were some things he could not say.
Feng Xuanfu's face darkened slightly. He was ridiculed in public by a junior, and he was naturally furious.
"Miss Nangong is right. This sect master will go in person to thank Taoist Xuanji for saving Ah Ci's life and for taking care of Miss Yan. It's getting late, so this sect master won't disturb Sect Master Xuantai anymore. Goodbye!"
After saying this, Feng Xuanyu turned around and left with a sullen face.
Nangong Yan showed sarcasm on her face: "How could Jiang Ci have such a paranoid and arrogant grandfather? If it weren't for Master Xuan Ji and Miss Yan stopping me, I would have run to Jiang Ci and told him the truth in detail, so that he could see clearly what kind of person his grandfather is."
"Okay Yan'er, we are outsiders after all. Since Miss Yan has made a decision on this matter, we can't say much. You should focus more on your cultivation. Your senior brother has made great progress in cultivation recently. Yesterday, Dad heard that Master Xuanji gave that kid some advice in person. Don't wait until the day when your senior brother attains the great way and ascends to become an immortal, but you still have not achieved anything."
"Dad, do you think it's that easy to ascend to heaven? It's true that my eldest brother has some talent, but since the founding of Qingyun Mountain, there have only been two ancestors who have achieved the great Dao. I think it would be great if my eldest brother could take over your position and become a free and easy leader in the future."
Xuan Tai gave his daughter a blank look.
"How come you don't have any aspirations? Who in a sect doesn't want to become an immortal? Your father is still thinking about this even at his old age."
He decided to shamelessly go to Master Xuan Ji tonight to make himself familiar with him, and maybe he could get some advice from him.
Nangong Yan laughed twice: "Thinking is one thing, and strength is another. If you know it is impossible and still do it, you are overestimating your own ability. Okay, I won't say these useless things to you. My daughter will go and talk to Miss Yan."
Yan Shu has been bedridden these days and rarely goes out on his own initiative.
Nangong Yan knew that recuperation was just an excuse, and she didn't go out just to completely put an end to her thoughts.
next day
Jiang Ci followed Feng Xuanyu and left Qingyun Mountain.
The carriage was waiting outside the gate. Jiang Ci walked in front of the carriage and felt inexplicably empty.
He turned around and glanced behind him. The head of Qingyun Mountain, several masters, Ji Chuan, Nangong Yan and others had come to see him off. Jiang Ci's eyes passed over them one by one, and he always felt that someone seemed to be missing.
"Aci, what are you looking at?" After Feng Xuanyu said goodbye to everyone from Qingyun Mountain, he saw Jiang Ci standing there in a daze, and walked towards him with some concern.
"nothing."
"Then get in the car, we should set off."
"Ah."
Jiang Ci stepped on a stool and got into the carriage with the help of the shadow guard. At this moment, a young man hurried over.
"Mr. Jiang, wait a moment."
Jiang Ci lifted the car curtain and looked out, his eyes fell on the young man.
Feng Xuanfu's expression darkened slightly and he took a step forward on his own initiative.
"What does this young man want from Aci?"
The young man looked at Jiang Ci and said, "Master Jiang, you left something behind. I am here to return it to its original owner."
After he finished speaking, the young man held up an exquisite mahogany box and handed it to him. Jiang Ci glanced at the shadow guard, who stepped forward and took it, then turned back to the carriage and handed the mahogany box to Jiang Ci.
Jiang Ci opened the box curiously, and inside was an exquisitely crafted small-leaf red sandalwood bracelet.
Is this his? Why did he never remember having such a bracelet before? Is this another forgotten memory?
Seeing his puzzled expression, the young man explained, "That day, Master Jiang was severely injured by Taoist Wuji, and it was only because he took the first-aid elixir in the bracelet in time that he was able to save his life. There is an elixir in each bead of this bracelet. I was lucky enough to pick it up at Kumu Beach that sunset. This item is even more precious and I am returning it to its original owner today."
"Thank you, little master." Jiang Ci thanked him sincerely and held the bracelet in his hand.
Feng Xuanchu looked around, worried that Yan Shu would appear, and wanted to leave here as soon as possible.
"Take care, everyone. We'll say goodbye now!"
After he finished speaking, Feng Xuanfu bowed and said goodbye to everyone in Qingyun Mountain. Then he got on the carriage and slowly headed down the mountain escorted by a line of shadow guards.
At this moment, two figures were standing on the Moon-Watching Tower not far from the main gate of Qingyun Mountain.
"I stayed up all night last night to make that bracelet again. Why don't you give it to him in person?"
"No, that's fine."
Yu Xuanji sighed in his heart. Although his daughter had not shown any sadness in the past few days, he knew that this girl's heart was completely closed.
"Your mother's injury can't be delayed any longer. Daddy will take her away from here in two days. What are your plans next?"
Yan Shu pondered for a moment and said, "I plan to go back to Xinyang Prefecture in a few days. I have relatives and friends there, and I also have a business that I have been working hard on."
Before leaving this world, try to spend more time with family and friends. Three years pass in a flash, and she should cherish every moment of the present.
Yu Xuanji nodded: "That's fine."
Two days later, Yu Xuanji took Nan Wu away from this world. Before leaving, Yan Shu followed Yu Xuanji into his sea of consciousness and saw Nan Wu for the last time.
Nan Wu's breath was extremely weak, and she had to rely on Yu Xuanji's spiritual power to protect her body so that she could stay alive temporarily.
"Daddy, if fate is predetermined, is this disaster for mother also a predetermined disaster?"
Yu Xuanji looked at the unconscious woman on the bed with gentle eyes.
"Mortals care about consequences, while Bodhisattvas fear causes. The moment she brought you back to this world, the door of cause and effect had already been opened. Her hurting you was the cause, and her saving you was the effect. After this incident, your mother's fate in this life has ended. The next time you meet, she will be a different person."
Yan Shu seemed to understand, but did not ask any more questions.