Urbaner Blumentraum - Kapitel 269
"What's up?"
"I...I'm leaving now."
Feng Xuese was startled: "Go? Where to?"
Zhu Huihui said, "I'm going to find my mother, and I also need to go to the Blood-Seeing Tower."
Before Feng Xuese could speak, west Yeyan asked in surprise, "You're going to the Blood Pavilion? Do you know what that place is?"
"I know!" Zhu Huihui looked at him strangely. "Isn't it the home of the Twelve Zodiac Envoys?"
"Idiot!" Nishino En said coldly, "That's the most terrifying assassin organization in the martial arts world. If you want to go see Blood Tower, aren't you just courting death?"
"Is the Blood-Seeing Pavilion really that powerful?" Zhu Huihui was somewhat skeptical. Take the Twelve Zodiac Envoys for example; while their martial arts were certainly better than hers, all twelve of them combined couldn't defeat the great hero, and in the end, they were all killed.
Nishino En knew that she wouldn't understand even if he explained more, so this time he only replied with three words: "Very impressive!"
Zhu Huihui frowned. Although she didn't quite believe Xi Yeyan's words, she was always afraid of death and would stay as far away from danger as possible. "Alright then, I won't go." These words almost escaped her lips, but then she suddenly remembered how the Sheep Envoy had risked his life to hold off the enemy for her in the dense forest, and how the Snake Envoy, even after being buried alive, still struggled to get her to pass on the information about the two generals' families…
The Twelve Zodiac Envoys were willing to risk their lives for the sake of "loyalty and righteousness." If she were afraid of death and dared not do what she promised Fu'e, then the hero would not be able to see her clearly in the future.
The thought of being unable to see through Feng Xuese's gaze suddenly warmed her heart, and a surge of heroic spirit arose within her: "I must go! I promised the Serpent Envoy I would go see her daughter!" Although she didn't know where her mother was, she was still somewhere in this world. And the Serpent Envoy's daughter, if she knew that her mother would never come back, would be very sad.
Feng Xuese asked calmly, "Aren't you afraid of death?"
"I'm scared!"
"Are you afraid you still want to go?"
"Great hero, you once said something like, 'Where righteousness lies, the world will follow,' and I don't quite understand it, but I do know that if you promise someone something, you must keep it!"
Feng Xuese patted her head: "Good child!" This child has really become sensible.
Zhu Huihui waited for a long time without any further response, then said, "Then... shall I go?"
Feng Xuese said, "I'll go with you."
"You'll come with me?" Zhu Huihui said, "But Madam needs to treat your eyes."
"The Blood Pavilion is located at the foot of Purple Lotus Ridge in Snow Peak Mountain. It's not far from here, and if the journey doesn't take too long, it can be done in six or seven days," Feng Xuese said, holding her hand.
Although Feng Xuese couldn't see, Zhu Huihui still shook her head and comforted him, "Don't worry about me, hero. I'm not going to the Blood Tower to cause trouble. I'm going to deliver a message. They shouldn't make things difficult for me."
Sigh! What a fool the hero is! Nothing is more important than his eyes. Besides, why did she leave? Wasn't it because she was afraid that Mr. Chen and Mrs. Wan would be unhappy if they saw her, and that it would affect their medical skills?
Just as Feng Xuese was about to speak, Yan Shenhan, who had been silent until now, suddenly said, "Miss Zhu, when you go to the Blood Tower, I also have something to ask of you."
"What's up?"
“There’s a man named Tang Gu in the Blood Pavilion who’s a friend of mine. But we haven’t seen each other for a long time. Please give him my regards.” Yan Shenhan took off a jade pendant from his waist. “This was given to me by Tang Gu. Keep it with you, and the people in the Blood Pavilion will not make things difficult for you.”
"Great!" Zhu Huihui took the jade pendant, examined it. The jade was bluish-white, with a pure color. She didn't know much about good or bad jade, but Yan Shenhan was the young master of the Deep Ice Realm. Things he carried should be worth a lot of money, right? She immediately put it in her pocket and said happily, "When I see this person, I will pass on your greetings!"
"Thank you for your trouble!" Yan Shenhan nodded. "When you get to Xuefeng Mountain, take this jade pendant off and hang it on your waist. When the people from Jianxuelou see it, they will contact you."
Every organization in the martial arts world has someone specifically responsible for external liaison, and Tang Gu is the liaison for the Blood-Seeing Pavilion. Born into a branch of the Tang Clan in Sichuan, he possesses not only unparalleled skill in concealed weapons but is also eloquent, shrewd, and cautious, holding a very high position within the Blood-Seeing Pavilion. With his protection, no one would dare to harm this child.
You know Tang Gu, and you understand Yan Shenhan's character even better. He would never make such an arrangement if he wasn't extremely confident. After hesitating for a moment, he finally agreed and said, "Huihui, I'll send two people to take you to the Blood Pavilion."
Xuefeng Mountain isn't far from Dongting Lake; the journey would take a maximum of seven days if travel time is uninterrupted. Moreover, the entire route is within Fengxue City's territory, where ordinary martial artists wouldn't dare to act rashly. Furthermore, the people of Jianxuelou would likely show some respect upon seeing Yan Shenhan's jade pendant. The real concern is those elusive men in black; their assassination methods are difficult to defend against. However, things are gradually becoming clearer; Zhu Huihui is no longer of any value to assassinate, so they probably won't attack her casually.
"Okay." Zhu Huihui nodded. "Then I'm off." Without saying goodbye to everyone, she started walking away.
Madam Wan suddenly said, "Wait a moment!"
Zhu Huihui turned around in surprise, pointing at her own nose: "Me?"
Madam Wan nodded.
Zhu Huihui was pleasantly surprised that Madam Wan would speak to her first, and hurried over in a few steps: "Madam, is there something you need?"
Madam Wan looked at her; her rosy cheeks were full of joy, and her eyes shone with affection as she looked at her… Could such a lovely face really be related to that wicked woman?
She sighed softly, "I've come to see your injury."
Zhu Huihui obediently stretched out her right arm and pulled up her sleeve. Xi Yeyan saw that the slender arm under the sleeve was covered in dark and gray patches, making it impossible to see the natural color of her skin, and couldn't help but laugh. Zhu Huihui gave him an embarrassed glare.
Madam Wan, however, showed no disgust at the child's dirtiness. She placed her fingers on Zhu Huihui's wrist, concentrating on taking her pulse, her brows furrowing slightly: The child's injuries from a few days ago have fully healed, but her qi and blood are still noticeably abnormal, and the vigorous energy lurking within her body seems to have intensified...
Seeing that she remained silent for a long time, Zhu Huihui did not dare to urge her.
After a long while, the lady breathed a slight sigh of relief: "It's alright, you can go now."
"Yes!" Zhu Huihui was in a good mood when he saw that the madam seemed to dislike him less. He smiled at the master and madam and turned away.
As Madam Wan watched her retreating figure, her heart felt heavy.
She is a healer, and saving lives is her mission. Regardless of the relationship between Zhu Huihui and Yu Xiaoyao, she is still a child after all. She was completely baffled by that unusual surge of blood...
Mr. Chen gently placed his hand in his wife's hand.
Jianghu Tianhenqing II 11 2009-08-17 10:18 As dusk settled and a gentle evening breeze blew, the daytime heat had subsided somewhat, but it was still terribly hot.
Hua Hua was sleeping on the deck of the boat, her tail swishing back and forth.
Zhu Huihui leaned against the side of the boat, holding a large basket in her arms, sometimes frowning, sometimes smiling, and sometimes sighing.