Flying Dust

Flying Dust [Fei Chen] 

Chapter 32

Part 1

Lu Qingmo just waved his hand.

 

For an utterly excellent master of martial arts like Lu Qingmo, the drawback of six-year amount of cultivation (Nei Gong: internal energy) was enough to push him out of the top ten swordsmen, however he just waved his hand and recited the lines of poem recited by Mo Fei Chen in the boat that day, “People laugh at me for being crazy but I laugh at others for not being able to see through it, for being unable to see the graves of the great heroes in the five mountains where there are no flowers or wine and yet it can only be used as fields for farming.” 

 

Mo Fei Chen returned to that familiar little hut. In front of him was that same person he had missed for so long.

 

“It’s really good that I am still able to see Shi Fu again.”

 

He Yunfeng only closed his eyes, his lips seemed to tremble a little, but he suppressed his emotions, “Fei Chen, concentrate.”

 

Mo Fei Chen seemed not to hear what he was saying, but he began to trace He Yunfeng’s facial features while his head titled, the kind of elegance that couldn’t be found in other person in this world.

 

“My sword seed is broken and I’m going to die soon. I want to see Shi Fu for some more, so Shi Fu, why are you being so petty for?”

 

“Who said you would die? Although your sword seed is broken, it is not as serious as the injury this master received back then. With my inner strength and your own cultivation, it is not impossible to recreate the sword seed within ten years.”

 

“So… I’m not going to die?” Mo Fei Chen raised his eyebrows, a flash of joy welled up in his eyes. His heart also skipped a beat.

 

He Yunfeng once again frowned, “Concentrate, otherwise you want to put this Shi Fu’s life on the line as well?”

 

Mo Fei Chen hastily gathered his thoughts and followed He Yunfeng’s true qi, which had penetrated deep into his meridians, to retrieve the scattered fragments of the sword seed.

 

As the sky grew darker, He Yunfeng slowly withdrew his Qi, sweat seeping out from his forehead and nose.

 

Only at this moment,He Yunfeng opened his eyes and looked at his young apprentice, who was concentrating on his Qi. His expression was gentle as he flicked his finger on the space between his eyebrows.

 

“How does it feel to be in Jiang Hu this time?”

 

“Jiang Hu is the same as I thought it would be but at the same time is also not quite the same.”

 

“How is it different?” He Yunfeng’s smile was indifferent and calm, but no one knew that when Mo Fei Chen was brought in front of him, his heart was very empty, terribly empty.

 

He felt that he had made many decisions in his life. Many of them had caused him to be filled with grief as to wish one were dead such as not reaching out to took hold of Luo Lianyun when she fell in love with others, or not saying that he only wanted to die in her embrace when Luo Lianyun said she would seal him in an ice coffin. But none of those things were as desperate and in so much despair as seeing Mo Fei Chen’s breath draining away.

 

He already endured too much, so when he was lying in the ice coffin listening to this young man singing a song with out of tune voice, he had a premonition that this was the last time …he moved his heart. 

 

“The thing that’s not quite the same is maybe you already saw through it a long time ago or maybe you understood it a long time ago, but you still can’t help (control) it.” Mo Fei Chen slightly tilted his head and met He Yunfeng’s eyes, “In fact, Shi Fu is also like this. You don’t want to let me go yet why do you still let me go?”

 

A gust of wind blew by and the densely packed grass grasshoppers hanging on the windows sounded as its moved slightly. 

 

“If you have never left, you don’t know how to stay.” With a wave of his hand, the oil lamp on the table was extinguished. 

 

Mo Fei Chen, as if he were a young man, squeezed under the quilt, “Shi Fu, this time, am I considered to have gone out to (venture) in Jiang Hu?”

 

“Yes, it is count.”

 

“Standing outside Jiang Hu, I see Jiiang Hu, walking in Jiang Hu yet I don’t know what it means by Jiang Hu. Now I am out of Jiang Hu…(then) I saw you.”1[Flashback from Chapter 8:  “Hn.” He Yunfeng looked at him, “But Fei Chen, if you don’t enter Jiang Hu, you will never know what Jiang Hu is. When you stand outside Jiang Hu, you see Jiang Hu, however, when you enter Jiang Hu, you can’t see Jiang Hu.”   “Now you are already retired from Jiang Hu, then Shi Fu, what did you see?” He Yunfeng was stunned and touched the tip of his nose with his finger, “I saw you.” ]

 

He Yunfeng shivered slightly, this was exactly what they had said together before. 

 

“Shi Fu, from now on, don’t ask me to leave so easily anymore.”

 

He Yunfeng’s lips fell on Mo Fei Chen’s forehead, soft and moist, causing Mo Fei Chen to lightly fall asleep. 

 

1[Flashback from Chapter 8:  “Hn.” He Yunfeng looked at him, “But Fei Chen, if you don’t enter Jiang Hu, you will never know what Jiang Hu is. When you stand outside Jiang Hu, you see Jiang Hu, however, when you enter Jiang Hu, you can’t see Jiang Hu.”   “Now you are already retired from Jiang Hu, then Shi Fu, what did you see?” He Yunfeng was stunned and touched the tip of his nose with his finger, “I saw you.” ]