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In which someone is left hanging, both literally and figuratively.
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Ye You hadnât lost consciousness too thoroughly.
At least, he knew that he had been sent back to Shaolin by his Senior Brother, and in the midst of it, he suddenly seemed to have heard Miaomiaoâs voice, as if the other was guarding his side, moving restlessly to and fro. He wanted this person to shut up, but before he could open his mouth, he stopped being aware of anything at all.
When he awoke, he didnât know how long it had been, and right as he moved, he felt himself being pulled into a tight embrace. A familiar warmth enveloped him, and he felt his own heart warm up along with it, so comfortable that it made one simply want to drown in it.
He shifted over to that side before reaching up to feel the bandages on his face, but his hand was immediately grabbed.
Wenren Heng said, âDonât fiddle with it.â
Ye You said, âHow long was I asleep?â
Wenren Heng said, âA day.â
Ye You said, âWhereâs Cong Yun?â
âRan away,â Wenren Heng said, âAfter he was hit by your palm strike, he threw out two concealed weapons. Their men coincidentally caught up and so took him away. I had people chase him, but they werenât able to catch up.â
Ye You made a sound in acknowledgment and asked, âWhat happened afterwards?â
Wenren Heng held the otherâs hand and slowly played with it as he recounted the events.
After the incident happened, he had carried his Junior Brother back to Shaolin. During this process, he had also passed down an order to the shadow guards, telling them to continue acting out their play and let people believe that the beauty had gone missing. Although the possibility wasnât high that Cong Yun could still be tricked after all that had happened, they still needed to at least somewhat try.
And then afterwards all that was left was taking care of those injuries.
Wenren Heng sighed. âThankfully you had taken that medicine that made you immune to poisons ahead of time.â
Ye You laughed. âThey were the opponents, so naturally Iâd be more careful.â
Wenren Heng said, âMiracle Doctor Ji said that if you hadnât taken the medicine, you wouldnât have fallen unconscious, but your eyes will hurt for a few more days. They need to be taken care of for more than a month. If you had accidentally breathed it in, your internal organs wouldâve suffered damage.â
Ye You startled before then lightly letting out a breath. âDifficult to deal with, sure enough.â
With Cong Yunâs concealed weapon, if someone unprepared happened across it, then the person would definitely cover his eyes and roll around on the ground, but even if someone was prepared, the person would still be knocked unconscious, and so wouldnât have been able to run all the same. If Cong Yun had not suffered from a palm strike, and if his Senior Brother hadnât been coincidentally by his side, then heâd have been the one who was out of luck in the end.
He said, âI really hope that palm strike will be able to kill him.â
Wenren Heng knew that his Junior Brother had definitely used full strength, and it was truly difficult to say whether or not Cong Yun would actually survive. He said, âMiracle Doctor Ji said that heâll try to make some other antidotes. If Cong Yun really survived out of sheer luck, then take Miracle Doctor Jiâs medicine when facing him in the future.â
Ye You made a sound in agreement and couldnât help wanting to touch the bandages on his eyes once again.
Wenren Heng grabbed him and asked, âDo your eyes still hurt?â
Ye You said, âThey donât.â
Wenren Heng said, âLeave it. Weâll take it off after a few more days, to let them heal.â
Ye You once again made a sound in agreement and asked, âWhere is this? Are we still at Shaolin?â
Wenren Heng said, âYes, I was afraid that something else would happen, so decided to have us stay.â He tucked his Junior Brotherâs hair behind the otherâs ears and leaned over to drop down a kiss. âAre you still tired? If you are, you can continue sleeping. The sky hasnât brightened yet.â
Ye You said, âYou woke this early?â
Wenren Heng said, âI slept early.â
Ye You guessed that his Senior Brother had always been by his side, and upon feeling that the breathing in front of him had gotten a bit closer, he wanted to take the initiative to approach and request for a kiss. At this time, something suddenly flashed through his mind, and he abruptly sat up.
Wenren Heng hastily embraced him. âWhat is it?â
ââŠDemonic Medicine King.â Ye Youâs expression was somewhat subtle, as if he wanted to smile but was refraining. âIf Cong Yun and those people left quickly enough, then right now, Demonic Medicine King should still be hanging on a tree, wearing only a pair of underwear.â
Wenren Heng was speechless. He said, âLetâs talk about it when the sky brightens.â
Ye You nodded and once again laid down before then telling his Senior Brother why he had spared Demonic Medicine Kingâs life. Wenren Heng made a sound in acknowledgment before lowering his eyes and looking at the other, reaching out his thumb to stroke the otherâs face slowly for a moment. Now that Ye You couldnât see, his other senses had become sharper than before, and his heart quickly became itchy from this small, indistinct ambiguity. He said in a soft voice, âSenior Brother mnâŠâ
His words disappeared as anotherâs lips pressed against his, and he raised his head slightly, beginning to respond. Wenren Heng lingered in that kiss for a moment, and when they separated, he saw the other lick those lips and his own eyes turned slightly dark. He pinched the otherâs chin and kissed deep, while his hands slid downwards to untie the otherâs waistband.
Ye Youâs breathing quickly turned chaotic. Gasping for breath, he smiled and said, âI seemed to have heard your voice earlier.â
Wenren Heng said, voice hoarse, âWhat?â
Ye You said, âBe good and take me, or somesuch.â
Wenren Heng let out a laugh, grabbing the otherâs waist and pulling the person even closer. With a soft voice, he asked, âBeauty, will you take me then, hm?â
Ye You hugged his neck but said out loud, âI donât want to.â
Wenren Heng said, âEven if you donât want to, you have to.â
When he finished speaking, he pressed the person down and began kissing once again.
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The sky brightened.
Wenren Heng let go of the person who was once again asleep and went outside to call for the Demonic Sect members. He told them to go look for Demonic Medicine King in the back mountains.
Elder Hei asked, âWhich tree?â
Wenren Heng said, âDonât know.â
Elder Hei said, ââŠMadam, there are a lot of trees in the back mountains.â
Wenren Heng said, âThen why donât you send some people to search first, and Iâll ask Ah-You when he wakes up.â
Elder Hei also knew that it was best not to delay, so he obediently left. But, in the end, while Demonic Medicine King hadnât been found, they wound up finding a few of the white pieceâs subordinates who had also been hung up on trees by the Sect Master. They then tied these people up and went in the direction that these people had offered up in order to continue searching, but they still wound up empty-handed. It was only when the Sect Masterâs information was sent over that they managed to turn towards the right direction.
But since the Sect Masterâs eyes had been injured, the Sect Master wasnât able to help and could give them only a general idea of the area. Thus, it still took them until the afternoon to find Demonic Medicine King. They silently gave that person a look, their gazes traveling up and down his body.
Even with the many years that heâd been the scourge of Jianghu, Demonic Medicine King had never been this miserable before.
After autumn arrived, the weather had become colder. With his internal energy sealed, unable to be used, he had been stuck stiff here, freezing for an entire night as well as for most of the day today. He truly felt that, in the next instant, he wouldâve definitely slowly started turning into a mummified corpse.
Elder Hei already knew this personâs identity and politely said, âDemonic Medicine King, Iâve been looking forward to meeting you.
Demonic Medicine King could neither speak nor move, and could only maintain that somewhat pitiful position while silently looking at him.
Elder Hei also didnât expect that the other would be able to talk. As soon as he finished speaking, he took out an already prepared mask of fake skin and put it on the personâs face before then also taking out a skirt.
Demonic Medicine King, ââŠâ
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The setting sun dyed the mountain roads a layer of warm red, and after the common people finished lighting incense, in twos and threes, they went down the mountain in their own groups. At this time, when they raised their heads, they saw a sincere, considerate, and robust man pushing a wooden cart while madly rushing up the mountain, his entire face full of anxiety.
An old lady with her eyes closed was lying on the wooden cart. Her face was as pale as snow, looking full of some deathly illness, as if at any moment she would leave her mortal frame.
The man was shouting without pause, âMove aside, move aside,â kicking up rolls of dust in his wake, leaving a trail of dirt under the eyes of everyoneâs curious and sympathetic expressions. When he entered Shaolin, he tore open his mouth to roar, âIs the Master here? My old lady almost canât hold on anymore! Her last wish on her deathbed is to meet a senior monk of Shaolin! Someone, come quickly! Come quickly! Someoneâ-!â
In an instant, all of Shaolin was startled.
Upon receiving the news, Master Cihui hurried over. Looking at the old woman who was beyond help, he sighed and let out an, âAmitabha,â his heart full of unending sorrow as he promptly took them to a quiet place. He was right about to read some scripture for the old woman when he saw that man come to his side.
The man said, in a low voice, âThereâs no need to be so moved, Master. Take us to find Miracle Doctor Ji. This is Demonic Medicine King. The Sect Master had us bring him over.â
Master Cihui, ââŠâ
Why were all the Demonic Sectâs people like this?
Ever since learning that those household servants were people Sir Xiao had found from the Demonic Sect, Master Cihui had retained a deep impression of the Demonic Sect. And now that this matter had come out, he felt even more that the Demonic Sectâs people were very improper and, in his heart, thought that no wonder the righteous faction members would feel their heads ache whenever they even mention the Demonic Sect. With all the Demonic Sect members like this, he wanted to know even more how terrible that Sect Master Ye was, to make the righteous faction members grind their teeth whenever they talked about the person.
That man raised a hand and waved it in front of his face. âMaster? Master? Still there?â
Master Cihui didnât want to lower himself to the otherâs level and brought the person to Miracle Doctor Jiâs residence.
Wenren Heng and Miracle Doctor Jiâs people had already received the news earlier and were currently waiting for them.
Wenren Heng didnât want to expose his identity and so had disguised himself. Even seeing Demonic Medicine Kingâs amusing appearance didnât make his expression change at all, and he instructed, âFirst open his jaw. See if he has any tricks or poison in his mouth.â
Demonic Medicine King knew that this wouldâve happened sooner or later, so he wasnât the least bit surprised at this turn of events. He instead examined Wenren Heng but couldnât quite grasp this personâs real identity.
Wenren Heng didnât look at him and simply said, âThen look at his fingernails.â
Demonic Medicine King didnât speak.
Elder Miao and Miracle Doctor Ji were both members of the same profession, and they were naturally clear on where would be the best place to hide poison. They thus went forward to indicate which places to check.
The Demonic Sect members didnât question them, obediently searching the person from head to toe. And Demonic Medicine King was finally no longer able to keep his underwear. Of course, after they finished investigating, they put it back on him again.
Wenren Heng sat on a nearby stone bench. He shot that side a glance before waving a hand at Elder Miao.
Elder Miao expressionlessly looked at him. After hesitating for a while, the person finally scooted over to that direction very slowly.
Wenren Heng muttered a few words to him before saying, âMemorized it?â
Elder Miao made a sound in acknowledgment and suddenly felt that Wenren Heng becoming their Madam might not be such a bad thing after all. Wenren Heng was polite to everyone, always elegant and refined, and actually called him Elder Miao, not at all like Xie Junming and the Sect Master always calling him Miaomiao. This person was quite sensible!
He thereupon turned back after walking forward only two steps in order to add, with a very solemn tone, âI understand, Madam.â
Wenren Heng didnât know what this person had suddenly thought of, but he didnât have any desire to investigate further. He watched them finish feeding Demonic Medicine King drugs and setting poisonous insects, and after he was certain that this person wouldnât be able to pull any tricks, only then did he unseal those acupoints and leave with peace of mind.
Just as he entered the small courtyard, he stopped.
Ye You had come out of the room who-knew-when and was currently standing in the small courtyard. Bandages covered those eyes, covering up the sharpness from days past, contrasting against that delicate face, seemingly bringing out a rare sort of helplessness, leaving people wanting to pull the person into an embrace and tenderly dote on him.
Wenren Heng couldnât help but slow his footsteps.
Ye You sharply inclined his head. âWho?â
Wenren Heng didnât speak and continued walking forward. Ye You retreated half a step and called out for Elder Hei. Upon hearing the otherâs answering response, with the same tone as always, he could then guess that this was probably his Senior Brother and thus relaxed his nerves. He waited for a short moment before he perceived that his Senior Brother had arrived at his side. Wenren Heng pulled the person into an embrace, âWhy did you come out?â
Ye You said, âWanted to get some fresh air.â
Wenren Heng said, âIâll take you on a walk?â
Ye You said, âNo need.â
âThen letâs go eat.â Wenren Heng then pulled his Junior Brother into the room and, after eating, even helped the other take a bath. Taking the opportunity while the other couldnât see, he also took quite a few liberties.
Ye You said, all smiles, âAh, I couldnât tell at all, Senior Brother. I never imagined that youâd quite like me like this.â
âIâll like you no matter what you turn into.â As Wenren Heng spoke, he wiped the water off the otherâs body and carried the person over to the bed.
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Since Demonic Medicine King had now gone missing, and Cong Yunâs life and death was unknown, Ye You figured that the white peopleâs people probably wouldnât easily make a move. Thus, they stayed behind at Shaolin for two days. He then left together with his Senior Brother, hurrying to reconvene with the righteous faction crowd.
When the two reached a small county town and went to a restaurant to eat in the evening, they heard people in the lobby saying, âHave you heard? Thereâs no more hope for Sect Master Ye and Lady Tao.â
âThe two have always said they were just friends.â
âHow would friends act like they did? I definitely think there had been something there, but itâs only that Temple Master Xie ruined it.â
âThatâs true⊠I never wouldâve thought that those two monsters would actually develop that kind of relationship. Itâs possible that Temple Master Xie had his eyes on Sect Master Ye since a long time ago, and it was only now that he finally managed to win the person over.â
âThatâs right, or else why would he have gone to the Demonic Sect so many times before?â
âBut Temple Master Xie is also really incredible. Right as he succeeded in his pursuit, he even let Sect Master Ye love him until he was in that state, and itâs also a mystery how exactly that person managed it.
âWasnât itâŠâ
Ye You, ââŠâ
Wenren Heng, ââŠâ
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Special shout-out to my friend for letting me throw some words at her and going, â??? Whatâs the English equivalent of this?? Can you think of anything??â (LOL) I feel like the more easily Iâm able to read Chinese, the harder it becomes to try and convert it all to English.