Qingshan Wild Man Valley

Chapter 52

Naturally, Hongbao wasn't happy about it and stood in front of the door without moving. When I looked up, she stared at me, like a door god, blocking my way.

"What are you doing?" I took a step back, rolled my eyes, and raised my voice, "This is between me and that wild couple, what are you doing? Why are you meddling?"

"The master said he has taken care of everything for you... and is letting you go." The girl with red jewels frowned slightly, her words were cold, and she looked at people with a condescending gaze, as if she were superior to them.

"So what if I'm not leaving?" I said, hands on my hips. "Are you going to throw me out?!"

"Hmph." The girl in red snorted dismissively.

"What are you humming about!" I retorted angrily. "You think I don't know you're seducing a savage?!"

"You..." The young woman's face turned pale. "Don't push your luck!"

"I've already taken advantage of the situation, what can you do to me?!"

“The master said—” the girl stretched out her hand, “Please go ahead.”

"I won't invite you! You just listen to what your master says? Don't you know he's not sincere? He actually wants me to stay!"

“Self-deception,” Red Girl sneered. “Ridiculous!”

"What a joke—can't you see I'm heartbroken? What's so funny!"

"You're heartbroken...?" Red Girl was stunned. "You? You're heartbroken?" This time her face darkened, and she looked at me with utter contempt. Suddenly, she lowered her voice and said to me, "If you were heartbroken, where would you have been a few years ago? You would probably have been having a good time with that divine physician Xu Yi. You left the master alone, like a fool, seriously injured, and still risking everything to go to Shu to search for you. When he couldn't find you, he wouldn't go anywhere else. He stayed near the brothel for two years. Tell me, where were you then? Did you care that he was waiting for you foolishly? Did you ever care about him?!"

"I..." I took a deep breath, "How can you blame me for this? Do you think I wanted this?! Yang Guo could remain a widow for Xiaolongnu for sixteen years—why did he only wait two years? Why didn't he wait two more years?! You say he's pitiful, but he just used someone else as a substitute, what am I supposed to do?—Even if it wasn't intentional, how could it be fake that a living person was burned to death? How am I supposed to feel? Am I not heartbroken?! Am I supposed to just wait for him where I am—even if I almost died, I should stay by his side and wait for him to the death?!"

After I finished speaking, I felt dizzy. The girl in red had a sour face and glared at me fiercely.

“Since that’s the case,” said the girl in red, “it proves that you two are not destined to be together. Since you are not destined to be together, there’s no point in forcing it—”

"Bullshit about forcing things!" I spat in the woman's face. "If we weren't meant to be, would I have come here? And you, surnamed Shao, would you even be seeing me today if I didn't force it? Did you hear me? Did you hear me? Forcing things when we're not meant to be isn't the point. The point is I can't live without you, did you hear me?!" After shouting, I grabbed the girl in red and tried to ram the door, but someone grabbed me from behind by the collar and pulled me back to where I started, like a chicken.

Hongbao, the girl, lifted me up slightly, her loose hair swaying in the wind. Up close, her features were exquisite. To call her a beauty wasn't just about her striking, aloof beauty at first glance; a second look revealed that her eyes, nose, and mouth were individually perfect—truly perfect, with a sharp gaze.

The girl in red leaned closer to me, her voice growing softer and softer until it was barely audible, "Do you want to hear the truth?" she asked, looking intently into my eyes.

I remained silent, feeling like a grasshopper caught in her hand, utterly unsafe.

"You're nothing but a burden to him..." This time, Hong Gu Niang completely revealed what was on her mind. "He has his own path to walk, and your existence not only doesn't help him at all, but is also his biggest weakness right now..."

"But I—"

"Let me finish!" Red Girl interrupted me with a cold expression.

I felt a chill emanating from her hand gripping the back of my collar, so cold that my legs went weak and my back broke out in a cold sweat. "Tell me, tell me..." I quickly said.

“I’m asking you—” she said, feigning innocence, “What right do you have to go back to him? What have you done for him, and what can you do for him? With your mouth and a bunch of nonsense, can you help him get what he wants?”

"You—!" I clenched my fist inwardly, feeling the pulse pounding wildly in my wrist. My poor self-control and patience were nearing their limit.

But just then, Red Girl suddenly let go and stepped back to undress—"What are you doing?" I was horrified, remembering classic TV scenes, and saw the beautiful woman in front of me tearing at her collar—Oh no! I heard my heart skip a beat, and this time I was completely overturned. It turned out that what Bao Yaya Girl was thinking about wasn't the savage at all—but, me?!

"No, no, no..." I was about to yell that I didn't like women when I suddenly saw her well-covered, crimson collar being pulled down, along her fair, translucent neck, to her large, round breasts—"Ah!" I cried, "How..."

"See?" I painfully turned my eyes away, but the other person moved even closer. "These... I did them for him, I did them willingly—can you do it?!"

I couldn't utter a sound. The mottled reddish-brown scars on the two fat lumps had already disgusted me for today, tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow—even her breasts, which should have been fair and delicate, were covered with black scabs and white, tender flesh—those were burns from four years ago. So, four years ago, she had saved a savage, and after four whole years, with the limited technology of ancient times, her burns still hadn't fully healed?!

What should we do with that savage?! My first thought was of the savage's back. Xu Yi said it was badly injured. Was it like the mangled chest flesh before me? Had the dermis been burned down to the back, and when that piece of flesh healed—was it also horizontal?!

I lowered my head, my eyes as low as they could go. The already unbearable sight was compounded by the atmosphere of being forced to watch her triumphant sacrifice. I felt disgusted, yet I couldn't look away. Suddenly, Red Girl grabbed my hair and shrieked, "—Look!"

I resisted, my scalp tingling from being pulled. In the struggle, I saw her slender, beautiful eyes, a faint fierce glint in her deep, beautiful pupils—I was angry. Was I the only one who could pull hair? So I grabbed her hair with both hands, pulled off the golden duck hairpin on her head, and started pulling out her hair, tufting it out little by little, afraid that I wouldn't be able to pull it out if I pulled too much—of course, she was pulling out my hair in big tufts, so I could still pull it out.

So when a woman gets fierce, she's not called a woman, she's called a strongman... We were outside the savage's house, and we were able to fight silently and without making a sound. After a while, I was panting heavily when I slammed my head against the door. I had a sudden feeling that the other woman let go at that moment. Not only did she let go, but she also fell to the ground without any wind. Not only did she fall to the ground, but she also grabbed a gilded hairpin from the ground and slashed it across her arm. Her bare, jade-like arm was covered with a deep cut, but she didn't even blink as she watched the blood seep from the cut, the blood threads connecting and dripping to the ground.

I was dumbfounded. In just a moment, she was able to do so much, and the timing was perfect. She threw the gold hairpin at my feet, and with a "clang," the door beside me opened.

Chapter 64

The door slammed shut in front of me. I clenched my fist and imagined the lone man and woman behind it...

"I'm sorry..." I stood there without leaving, and I could hear a woman's soft voice coming from the other side of the door because the room wasn't well soundproofed.

"...It's none of your business..." the man replied weakly and helplessly, "It was her...she went too far..."

Was I going too far?! I slammed my hand on the doorframe, watching my hand turn red, but the solid wood door remained completely intact, without even a fingerprint—silence followed inside. Everyone knew I was lingering and eavesdropping on their private conversation…

"You damned savage...!" I gritted my teeth, turned around, and left—

Let's see who's better, you or me!

I rushed to Xu Yi's temporary medicine room. As soon as the divine doctor saw me, he jumped up from his seat and asked, "Did you get into a fight?" He walked towards me and asked the most important question.

"Mmm..." I hummed casually, then grabbed him and said, "Come with me!"

"Where are we going?" The miracle doctor couldn't hold me back and could only ask me, trembling, from behind.

"Where are you going...?" I asked, my eyes flashing with a fierce light. "To act!"

"What are we acting out?" the miracle doctor asked again.

"Aren't you annoying?!" I whirled around. "What kind of act is this, a man and a woman? Ever heard of jealousy and flirtation? Today you're playing my boyfriend!!"

...

I returned in a short time; the birds were still chirping in the woods, and the sunlight was still filtering through the leaves, dappled and dazzling—the only difference was that this time I was with a man, and my status had increased considerably.

It is only natural for Xu Yi to treat the savages, and it is perfectly legitimate for me to stay by Xu Yi's side.

Inside the savage's hut, the window was open, the heat was not intense, and a cool breeze blew in intermittently.

He said before that if I didn't leave now, I would never be able to leave... I understand, whether it's related to that valley or the treasure, he never gave up on what he wanted—whether he wanted to fill in the Savage Valley or blow it up, in his plan, that road should be blocked, or simply advertised to the world. And now that my way home has surfaced, perhaps it really will be as he said... I can never go back...

The savage has changed. He used to care about me, but he wanted me to be with him for eternity, so he'd rather I resent him—but this time, he made it clear: he'd rather drive me away than have me regret it later…

But the savage didn't understand. He was just an ordinary person. He wouldn't comprehend the mystery of traversing the Savage Valley. Even if he tried every means to make me return the way I came, or if he wanted to destroy the path, it wouldn't be so easy. It wasn't as simple as jumping from outside the pit into it. He had miscalculated.

When will he finally be able to calmly watch me choose my own destiny, instead of rushing to push me away and being afraid to keep me because I would ruin his plans?

There were only three people left in the room. The incense smoke curled gently. The wild man sat by the bed with his eyes half-closed, letting Xu Yi take his pulse, but he remained silent and did not look up, ignoring my presence.

It's said that love can't put food on the table, but if he's going to such lengths for revenge, it's not worth it and he's letting himself down.

Four years plus six years, it's been ten years since I started working on this project. I know it's almost impossible to get him to give up now... Actually, I've never deliberately asked him about his past or what he really wants to do, because my requirements are simple: don't go against your conscience. I'll support him in everything else...

Time, however, creates distance. He never asked where I went during those four years. He only found out later that I had never left. But why should he believe me? Such a long period of silence must have driven him to despair. In the end, he had to convince himself that I had completely disappeared from his era. I thought he was dead, so I left…

Once something has happened, it's hard to turn back. Sometimes, the human heart is more illusory than the most beautiful love. After despairing once, when another opportunity comes, there's no longer a way to open one's heart openly... That's reality.

“You are exhausted and weak…” Xu Yi raised his fingertips, slowly withdrew his hand, and sat up straight. “…Recovery will not be achieved overnight. You just need to remember that you must never overwork yourself or strain your mind in the future. Otherwise, your vital energy will be depleted and your yin and yang will be deficient. Even the most miraculous elixirs cannot make up for the lifespan you have lost…”

Xu Yi downplayed it in his words, but when he told me, it was a different story. He mentioned not getting enough rest, not getting enough sleep, not getting enough nutrition... internal and external injuries, new and old illnesses, and remnants of previous poisoning. The worst part was that he actually started cultivating internal energy again. This broken body was like an old car trying to install a rocket engine; he couldn't run it...

Moreover, although he manifests as excessive internal heat, he is extremely fragile internally. If it were visible, his stomach and intestines might already have a hole in them, so he can't be given medicine casually; he can't handle it...

"What are the signs of Yin and Yang deficiency?" I bent down and reached out to touch the savage's forehead. The movement was very natural, and the savage did not dodge. He just stiffened for a moment when I touched him. Before I withdrew my hand, he kept his head down and remained tense, not relaxing at all.

His hair fell down, and I brushed it aside and tucked it behind his ear. Then I turned around and glared at Xu Yi, "I'm asking you a question. What are the symptoms of yin and yang deficiency?!"

"Huh?" Xu Yi was putting away his needle pouch when he suddenly realized what was happening and responded. He then glanced at the savage and replied, "He's like this right now: pale-faced, cold limbs, weak and slow pulse, accompanied by dizziness, palpitations, shortness of breath, and fatigue. He's usually quiet and lethargic, and in severe cases, he might faint or appear to be dead..."

"That serious?!" I slid my hand down and grabbed the savage's hand. As he slowly raised his eyes, I said to Xu Yi in a low voice, "Thank you for your trouble."

Xu Yi replied without looking up, "It's alright." The next moment, he froze as I grabbed his hand.

I released the savage with one hand and gripped the divine physician tightly with the other, saying in a deep voice, "You, surnamed Shao, didn't you want me to leave? I've decided to leave now, but not to go back to the future. Instead, I've decided to go with Xu Yi to practice medicine and save the world, becoming a pair of medical heroes that everyone envies. That suits your wishes!"

The savage's body jolted, and he suddenly raised his head, no longer sitting still.

"What did you say?!" he hissed, his eyes reddening as he stared at me without blinking.

“I said…” I deliberately raised my hand, which was tightly clasped with Xu Yi’s, “Now I understand, out of all the men in the world, only older men make me feel truly safe. Actually, I don’t have much to say to you, I just wanted to let you know…” My words trailed off, because the wild man’s initially shocked, but more so angry, gaze had gradually calmed down. He looked at me silently, and after his expression turned completely indifferent, he smiled insincerely…

"Is that so?" The savage lowered his eyes and curled the corners of his lips. "...Whatever makes you happy..."

"You—!" I felt weak all over, trembling with rage at being seen through by the savage at a glance. I turned and shouted, "Xu Yi!!"

Xu Yi looked up somewhat absentmindedly, and I leaned down and kissed him.

The savage sat to one side, and I didn't know if he saw me or didn't even look at my face, but I pressed my lips tightly against the slightly parted lips of the divine healer with complete absorption—

Of course, the miracle doctor wasn't someone to be trifled with, much less someone to be forced into doing something. I kept stomping on him, kicking him, and reminding him: jealousy and provocation! The miracle doctor's eyes widened as he tried to back away. At that moment, I stretched out my hands, placed my palms on his withered cheeks, and stared intently into his eyes—to hold him in place!

But less than half a second later, the light in the doctor's eyes flickered—clearly, this move had gone too far. Xu Yi reached out and pushed me forward violently, and I was pushed to the edge of the bed. Then I stumbled backward and my back hit the savage. Before I could even turn around, the doctor, with his cold expression, got up without hesitation and turned to walk towards the door.

extra

At seven o'clock, the sky was a mix of red and blue. Sun Qingshan was blatantly spying on someone else from their window.

The savage picked up a secret manual from another sect, lowered his head, and focused intently.

Sun Qingshan, bored, bent down, picked up a stone, and hurled it into the house. The savage was hit on the forehead, looked up at the window, and looked helpless.

Sun Qingshan eventually fell asleep while reading. Shao Yanhe got up and went over, knelt down by the window, and used a copy of "XX Ultimate Skill" as a fan to cool the unconscious Sun Qingshan.

...

At the same moment, in front of the hidden low wall of the villa, the fake owner Gan Mo faced a wall covered with slogans such as "Red Treasure Duck, I, Qingshan, will not be afraid of you!" "Shao Yeren is mine!" "Shao Yanhe will not escape my grasp!" His brows were furrowed.

If that proud and defiant woman, Red Treasure Duck, were to see this wall of words, a fierce battle would ensue, and the hair-pulling incident would escalate further.

Speaking of the secluded Liangfeng Villa, anyone who manages to enter knows that there are two things to be careful about: one is the identity of the senior who lives here in seclusion, and the other is the aunt in red pomegranates, who is the real person in charge and whose word is law.

But recently, a third and fourth thing happened – the real Shao Qingyou returned, and the real great-aunt Sun Qingshan made her appearance. She immediately fought with Hongbao's leader bare-handed. Not only did she fight, but she also injured Hongbao's leader's arm, using the leader's favorite weapon – the Flying Duck Gilded Hairpin.

...

Actually, Hongbao Liuya isn't called Hongbao; she's called Durian. She abandoned that name more than ten years ago, and now she doesn't care about the long, ugly scar on her arm anymore, because she's already chosen her path and there's no point in looking back.

"But he didn't even thank you..." Song Guan brooded over it afterward, "It's all because of that Sun Qingshan!!"

“It was destined.” Liuya smiled. “Back then, you and I plotted to set the fire. Even though we managed to save the master from danger, it still…” The woman bowed her head, her smile filled with utter helplessness.

"So you're just playing along with him? Making that woman think he cares more about you and back down?" Song Guan was full of questions. "If you can't bear to part with Sun Qingshan, why are you going to such lengths to drive her away? I really don't understand what the Master of the Manor is thinking."

“How do you think…” Liuya sighed deeply, then suddenly turned her head and asked, “Can we survive to the end? Do you really believe that we can live to see the last person die…?”

...

These were questions and answers exchanged two days ago on Star Gazing Cliff. At this moment, Song Guan sat on the roof of Liangfeng Villa with a frown. The full moon overhead still had a slight imperfection, and the moon's rise and fall was but a blink of an eye. Recalling the scene at Star Gazing Cliff that night... the Han River was clear and bright, its light shining brightly, making his pomegranate-red robe appear cold and desolate in comparison...

Speaking of Hong Liuya's thoughts, Song Guan believed that Shao Yanhe was fully aware of them, but he did not cherish them, and had never even paid attention to them.

Even when he married Shi Shenghuan, Song Guan could see a hint of joy in him. But with Hong Liuya, it was probably a doomed fate. From the time they practiced Yin and Yang cultivation in the Chen Gang Hall to their conspiracy to rebel against the hall and seriously injure the hall master, Shao Yanhe treated Liuya as an object. He regarded everyone around him as an object, except for his own younger brother, Shao Qingyou, who always ruined his plans and hated him to the bone.

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