Flying Dust

Flying Dust [Fei Chen]

Chapter 48.2

 

Mo Fei Chen shrugged his shoulders, “Your sect master has used some method to seal the major acupuncture points in my body. Not only that I can not use my spiritual sword, I can’t even use my Qing Gong anymore.”

 

Yu Jin stretched out his hands and pressed Mo Fei Chen’s wrist, trying to use his own inner strength to open up his 

meridians, but it did not work at all, “This technique is from Jing Shui Cult’s secret manual, I’m afraid I can’t unlock it for you with my ability.”

 

“Then, Shi Xiong, do you have any other methods? How did you get into this valley?”

 

Yu Jin pulled out a cloth from his lapel.

It was the same cloth that Mo Fei Chen had tied to the bird’s leg,”I saw this tied to a bird near Jing Valley and thought that some disciple of the sect had secretly contacted another sect in the martial arts. I took it to look at it and saw that it was you. A few days ago, I heard that Lu Qingmo and your Shi Fu, He Yunfeng, had come to the sect to look for you. I thought that the Sect Master would not dare to hide you in the underground palace, so I searched around Jing Valley and looked down from the cliff face and only saw this house.”

 

“By logic, a closed valley is usually inhabited, so you guess that Jun Wushuang is locking me up here?”

 

“That’s right. The cliff was too high, so I used this rope.” The thumb-thick rope was wrapped around Yu Jin’s waist, “But you can’t use your kung fu right now so I also can’t take you out. The secret passage in the valley leads to the sect master’s room, and if he finds out once you get out…”

 

“I understand, how about this, Yu Shi Xiong, help me think of a way to inform my Shi Fu…”

 

“Your Shi Fu thinks you’ve been captured by the Bai Xue Cult and have already gone to Xi Yu.” Yu Jin sighed, “Is there anyone else? I can’t go up to Mount Kun Yun to find Wen Qing Yuan.”

 

That’s right, Yu Jin had already cut ties with Kun Yun Mount. 

 

“Lu Qingmo! You go and find him!”

 

“You mean Dang Xiao Sword, Lu Qingmo?”

 

“That’s right!” Mo Fei Chen’s heart ignited a trace of hope, “If it’s Lu Qingmo, he might even be able to help me to break open this blocked meridian!”

 

“Okay, it just so happens that the sect master will be sending me out again in the next few days.” Yu Jin got up and patted Mo Fei Chen’s shoulder, “You bear with it for a few more days ba…be flexible a little.”

 

Mo Fei Chen understood what he meant, that was to go along with Jun Wushuang. 

 

It hadn’t been long since Yu Jin went, yet Jun Wushuang already came with a food box.

 

Mo Fei Chen caught a glimpse of Yu Jin on the cliff, pulling the rope and climbing up. If Jun Wushuang saw this, he would be fine, but Yu Jin would definitely be in trouble. He secretly took a deep breath in his heart and told himself that he had to look natural and not to let Jun Wushuang turn his head back to look out of the window.

 

“What did you bring?” Mo Fei Chen watched as Jun Wushuang took out the pastries, some kind of lotus seed cake, chestnut shortbread, and a good selection of dishes, including pork knuckles in sauce and marinated pork belly, plus a plate of cucumbers salad with dressing. 

 

Jun Wushuang smiled as he looked at him, took his chopsticks and chewed a slice of pork belly.

 

“Is it delicious?”

 

“Hn.”

 

Jun Wushuang turned his head back and seemingly wanted to get the wine. Mo Fei Chen hurriedly took a slice and held it out in front of him, “Try it, why is this marinated meat different from the last time I ate it, is there something wrong with it?”

 

Jun Wushuang smiled and took a bite from the chopsticks and slowly tasted it. It was obviously such a natural gesture, but Mo Fei Chen found it particularly attractive.

 

“There’s a little bit of mountain ginseng’s flavor. If you don’t like it, I’ll ask the chef not to add it next time.”

 

“Mountain ginseng?”

 

“It’s not bad…” Mo Fei Chen looked at Jun Wushuang, but actually he was looking out of the window, Yu Jin had already climbed to the top of the cliff and collected the rope, then he could finally put his mind at ease, “Why put the mountain ginseng in?”

 

The corner of Jun Wushuang’ mouth once again raised into that somewhat wicked curve, his hand moving over from Mo Fei Chen’s waist down to his buttocks, “Because you don’t seem to last long as I do.”

 

Mo Fei Chen stepped back, sat down and began to eat. His mood became much better when he remembered that perhaps Yu Jin could find Lu Qingmo.

 

But Jun Wushuang was obviously not so happy, because tonight, an unexpected guest had come. As he entered his own room with the already prepared dinner and ready to open the secret passage, he discovered that there was another person in this underground palace. Jun Wushuang put down his food box and slowly turned around, stepping on the wall with one foot and smiling, “It’s really rare that a guest can enter without informing us first.”

 

A figure slowly stepped out from the light of the wall fire, “Jun Sect Leader’s underground palace is indeed very large, I searched for a long time before I found your room.”

 

“I still thought, who is it? So it’s Wen Manor Leader ah. You’re not at Mu Yun ShanZhuang preparing the great matter of the attack on Bai Xue Cult. What (noble errand) brings you here, to my place?”

 

The expression on Wen Qian Liu’s face was still warm, his eyes sweeping over the food box on the floor as he smiled, “So Mo Zhao Xia is really here and Qingmo has been fooled by you.”

 

Jun Wushuang’s eyes were full of mockery, “I’m not the only one who fooled Lu Qingmo ba, aren’t you Wen Manor Leader also doing the same thing? I’m afraid he always thought you were a bighearted and honest righteous sect leader, a good Shi Xiong.”