Bordertown Wanderer - Chapter 40
Chapter 40: New Hatred Piled on Old
Wang Dahong slowly walked away. After taking two steps, he suddenly turned around!
A flash of light from the bluish green sword. It was already piercing towards the left side of Fu Hongxue’s upper body.
No one could have anticipated this sudden change in events, much less a lover who was intoxicated with the embrace of his partner.
Fu Hongxue was tightly holding Cui Nong with both hands. His entire upper body was exposed, making it the perfect target.
Not only was this sword both quick and cruel, it was aimed precisely at the weak spot of the enemy.
In order to deliver such a thrust, this man clearly had trained for many years. He had totally released the power of many years worth of compressed hatred with this strike!
Not only did Fu Hongxue not see this strike, he didn’t seem to notice it whatsoever.
But Cui Nong happened to open her eyes at just this moment, happened to see the shadow on the wall.
Without even pausing to think, she suddenly used all her strength to push Fu Hongxue aside and use her own body to guard against this strike.
With a flash, the sword entered her back.
An indescribable pain. She felt as though her entire body had been mangled and ruptured.
But her eyes were still focused on Fu Hongxue.
She knew that after today, she might never see Fu Hongxue again. So right now, she wanted to continue looking at him as long as she could.
She gritted her teeth, not allowing herself to faint.
No one could possibly describe the expression on her face at this moment, nor could anyone understand it.
It wasn’t just sorrow. It was also gratification.
Because although she was about to die, Fu Hongxue would be able to continue living.
Because she finally was able to let Fu Hongxue know how sincere and how profound her love for him was.
The corners of her lips even seemed to carry a hint of a sweet smile within them.
Because although her life might have been mean and low, her death was a great and noble death.
Finally, her life had value.
Fu Hongxue collapsed onto the bed again. He stared at her, stared at her eyes, filled with both pain and comfort. Stared at her smile, which was miserable and yet sweet.
His heart was shattered.
Staring at him, Cui Nong finally managed to force out a single sentence.
“You must believe me, I really didn’t know who he was, or that he wanted to hurt you.”
Fu Hongxue said, “I…I believe you.”
He forcefully gnashed his teeth, but was helpless to prevent hot tears from gushing forth from his eyes.
Cui Nong smiled beautifully, then suddenly collapsed. Her beautiful, pale face had already turned a deathly black.
The short sword was still in her back.
The thin, sharp point had penetrated into a bone joint and become stuck there.
Wang Dahong wasn’t able to immediately pull it out, and so he could only release it and retreat, one step at a time.
He wanted to retreat, hoping that Fu Hongxue would forget about him, in the midst of his intense sorrow and pain.
Fu Hongxue truly didn’t spare him a single glance. All he did was spit out two words from between his ground teeth.
No one can describe the amount of hatred and bile contained within these two words. No one can even imagine it.
Beneath the lamp light, Wang Dahong’s honest face had become as hideous and as ugly as that of a demon.
But he stopped moving nonetheless.
Within Fu Hongxue’s voice, there was a power great enough to awe even gods and demons.
The power of hatred.
Wang Dahong suddenly grinned hideously. “You must know who I am.”
Fu Hongxue nodded.
Wang Dahong said, “I’m someone who has come to take your life!”
Fu Hongxue calmly said, “Are you also one of the assassins who were outside the Plum Blossom Convent that night?”
Wang Dahong said, “No. The only person I want to kill is you!”
Fu Hongxue said, “Why?”
Wang Dahong sneered, “If you can kill others, why can’t others kill you?”
Fu Hongxue said, “I don’t know you.”
Wang Dahong said, “You didn’t know Guo Wei either, but you killed him. You even killed that poor little kid.”
Fu Hongxue’s heart had already sank. “Are you here to take revenge on their behalf?”
Wang Dahong said, “No.”
Fu Hongxue said, “What are you doing this for?”
Wang Dahong said, “There are many reasons to kill. Hatred is only one of them.”
He smirked, then continued, “That kid had never harmed a single person in his entire life, and he definitely didn’t kill anyone. But now, he’s dead by your hands. What about you? How many people have you killed? Were all of your victims people who deserved death?”
Fu Hongxue suddenly felt as though his hands and feet were ice cold.
Wang Dahong said, “As long as you kill a single person, an innumerable amount of people will want to kill you! If you wrongly kill so much as a single person, then you never again have the right to ask others why they want to kill you!”
Fu Hongxue slowly stood up. Bending down, he lightly picked up Cui Nong’s hand.
Her hands used to be warm and soft. Only when these two hands were holding him could he temporarily forget that all-encompassing hatred, could his heart temporarily be at peace.
But now, her hands had turned cold and stiff.
He didn’t cry. He just stared stupidly at her, as though he had already forgotten Wang Dahong’s existence.
His pale face seemed to have become totally expressionless.
But his other hand was tightly gripping his sabre.
A pitch-black sabre. So black, it could break a person’s heart.
Anyone who saw that sabre would suddenly feel a bone-piercing cold rise up from the soles of their feet.
Wang Dahong saw the sabre. His hands and feet seemed to suddenly turn cold and stiff.
Fu Hongxue still didn’t even spare him a glance. “You can kill me. Anyone can kill me. But you should not have killed her.”
His voice was distant and strange, as though it were coming from a faraway mountain, or perhaps from the netherworld.
“I don’t care who you are, nor do I care why you have come. You killed her. So I will kill you!”
Wang Dahong’s face turned grey, but he continued to sneer. “Do you still have the strength to pull out your sabre?”
Fu Hongxue didn’t respond.
He only slowly rose to his feet, then slowly walked towards Wang Dahong, the hilt of his sabre gripped tightly in his hand.
A pitch-black sheath. Pitch-black pupils.
Those pitch-black pupils stared unblinkingly at Wang Dahong’s throat.
Wang Dahong’s breathing suddenly stopped, as though a pair of invisible steel hands had suddenly gripped his throat.
He no longer retreated, because he knew that there was no longer anywhere to flee to.
Although the sabre had not yet been unsheathed, his entire body seemed to have become enveloped by the sabre’s shadow.
The giant, dark shadow pressed down on his heart, forcing it to sink lower and lower, until it felt as though it had been pressed into the deepest layers of the netherworld, where redemption is impossible.
Fu Hongxue had already walked to him. Although his gait was strange and clumsy, so long as he was gripping his sabre in his hand, no one would ever consider him to be a cripple.
He seemed to have become one with his sabre.
Wang Dahong looked at the sabre. He suddenly let out a long sigh.
Fu Hongxue said, “You already regret it?”
Wang Dahong nodded. He glumly said, “I only regret that I didn’t listen to someone’s advice.”
Fu Hongxue said, “What advice.”
Wang Dahong said, “He advised me to first destroy your sabre.”
Fu Hongxue said, “Destroy my sabre?”
Wang Dahong said, “Although this sabre isn’t very special, to you, it holds a very special value.”
Fu Hongxue said, “Oh?”
Wang Dahong said, “Because this sabre is just like a crutch to you. Without this sabre, you’d be nothing more than a pitiable cripple. Only when you are gripping this sabre can you stand up straight.”
A flame seemed to be burning on Fu Hongxue’s pale face.
Wang Dahong paid attention to the expression on his face. “Obviously, I wasn’t the one who said these words, because I don’t know you, nor do I understand you.”
Fu Hongxue said, “Who said these words?”
Wang Dahong said, “A person.”
Fu Hongxue said, “Who?”
Wang Dahong said, “Why should I tell you?”
Fu Hongxue said, “Did this person tell you to come kill me?”
Wang Dahong said, “Maybe yes, maybe no.”
A very strange expression appeared on his face. He continued, “No matter what, you’ll never find out who he is, nor will you ever be able to guess…”
With these words, he all but admitted that someone had asked him to come here to kill Fu Hongxue.
He himself really didn’t have a good reason to kill Fu Hongxue.
Although there are many people in the world who will kill for no good reason, he definitely isn’t such a person.
Someone who could design such a thorough, intricate, and vile plan to murder someone, definitely isn’t that sort of person.
Fu Hongxue suddenly lifted his head up. His pitch-black pupils began to burn, as his fiery eyes gazed upon the man’s face.
But the expression on Wang Dahong’s face actually became calmer. He coldly said, “Why haven’t you drawn your sabre?”
Fu Hongxue was silent. After a long time, he slowly said, “Because I don’t understand.”
Wang Dahong said, “Don’t understand?”
Fu Hongxue said, “I don’t understand why you are willing to die on another’s behalf.”
Wang Dahong said, “Die on another’s behalf?”
Fu Hongxue said, “All you are is someone else’s tool. You aren’t worth me killing.”
Wang Dahong said, “Oh?”
Fu Hongxue said, “The person I should kill is the one who told you to kill me.”
Wang Dahong said, “If I tell you who that person is, you’d let me off?”
Fu Hongxue coldly said, “I told you. Someone like you isn’t worth me killing.”
Wang Dahong suddenly became silent. Clearly, he was considering.
Fu Hongxue’s offer really was quite tempting. Anybody would consider it.
So long as there is a chance to survive, I believe that no one really wishes for death.
Fu Hongxue didn’t rush him.
When someone is mulling over a decision, if you rush them or pressure them, you’ll often get results which are opposite of what you desired.
Fu Hongxue understood this logic as well.
After a long time, Wang Dahong suddenly said, “You should be able to tell that I’m not a gentleman.”
Fu Hongxue was silent, but tacitly agreed.
Wang Dahong said, “Someone like me would be willing to betray anybody in order to save my own life.”
Fu Hongxue coldly said, “I’m not stupid.”
Wang Dahong said, “So I have a question for you.”
Fu Hongxue waited for him to ask.
Wang Dahong said, “How can I know for sure that you are capable of killing me right now? Maybe you aren’t my match right now, in which case, why should I reveal the secrets of others to you?”
Fu Hongxue didn’t respond to this question.
He just quietly stood there, staring at the man. After a long time, he slowly said, “I should have chopped an ear off earlier to make you believe me.”
Wang Dahong said, “Oh?”
Fu Hongxue said, “But not only is a person like you not worth me killing, you aren’t even worth me drawing my sabre for.”
Wang Dahong said, “Oh.”
Fu Hongxue said, “But I need to make you understand something.”
Wang Dahong said, “What?”
Fu Hongxue said, “I don’t need my sabre to kill you.”
Wang Dahong laughed.
Naturally, he didn’t believe that Fu Hongxue would put the sabre down.
But just at this moment, just as he was laughing, Fu Hongxue put his sabre down, placing it on the table.
He seemed to have become determined to prove something. Even without this sabre, he could still stand.
Wang Dahong appeared very surprised. Just as the slightest hint of shock began to emerge on his face, a short sword appeared in his hands, a short sword which flickered with a cruel bluish green light.
With a flash, the sword pierced towards Fu Hongxue’s chest.
Wang Dahong obviously wasn’t a merchant, and ‘Wang Dahong’ obviously wasn’t his real name.
When he thrust with that sword, anyone could tell that he was a famous swordsman and an expert killer.
His sword techniques were venomous and fierce. Although it wasn’t filled with complicated and deceptive transformations, it was very effective at taking lives.
This sword struck out like the forked tongue of a venomous viper.
Fu Hongxue could no longer block with his sabre. The sabre was no longer in his hand.
But he still had his hand.
His hand was pale white.
With a flicker of his body, his pale white hand suddenly snatched at the sword.
He seemed to have forgotten that his hands were made of flesh and blood, not steel. He seemed to have forgotten that he didn’t have his sabre in his hands.
Was this because to him, his hand and his sabre had long since become one?
Was this because he never adopted the habit of being empty handed?
The sword dripped with poison. If his hand was even slightly nicked, he would immediately collapse.
Wang Dahong’s sword continued forward. Naturally, he wasn’t willing to change his move. He hoped that Fu Hongxue would grab his sword. The harder, the better.
Truly intelligent people will never take others for idiots.
Someone who takes others to be idiots will often discover at the very end that those others weren’t the real idiots. He himself was.
Wang Dahong thought that Fu Hongxue truly was an idiot.
Aside from an idiot, who would use his own hand to grab a sharp, poison-covered sword?
Perhaps his earlier agitation had resulted in mental problems.
Wang Dahong was about to laugh out loud.
All of this happened in the blink of an eye, so naturally, his laughter hadn’t actually come out yet.
He also knew that the speed of this strike was diminished, because he had used it previously.
Since he had missed his opponent with this strike earlier, he should have used a different one this time.
But right now, he was just waiting for Fu Hongxue to grab the sword.
Right at this moment, he felt his vision suddenly become blurry. The pale hand had suddenly struck him across his dark face.
At the very last second, Fu Hongxue’s attack had suddenly changed directions. The change was fast, unimaginably fast.
He only felt that everything in front of him had suddenly gone dark, and fainted. He could no longer feel anything.
Only when he regained consciousness did he realize that he had collapsed into one corner of the room. Blood still flowed from his nose, and his face felt as though it was being stabbed by needles. His left cheekbone had disintegrated, and the bridge of his nose had changed position.
When he was able to lift his head up, he realized that his sword was already in Fu Hongxue’s hand.
Fu Hongxue stared at this sword. Only after a long time did he turn to face him. He coldly said, “This sword isn’t yours, is it.”
Wang Dahong shook his head.
Fu Hongxue said, “You yourself use a longsword.”
Wang Dahong nodded.
When someone used to using a longsword suddenly switches to using a shortsword, their attacks naturally will suddenly become faster, but their positioning and use of force will no longer be so accurate.
He himself was very clear about this as well.
Fu Hongxue said, “That person gave you this sword as well?”
Wang Dahong nodded again.
Fu Hongxue suddenly tossed the sword to the floor. “If you want to give it another shot, you can go ahead and pick up this sword again.”
Wang Dahong shook his head again. He didn’t even dare to glance at the sword.
His courage had completely crumbled.
Fu Hongxue coldly said, “Why don’t you want to try again? Right now, I still don’t have a sabre in my hand. I’m nothing more than a pitiable cripple.”
Wang Dahong said, “You are not.”
He suddenly let out a long sigh. “Nor are you an idiot.”
Someone who takes others to be idiots will often discover at the very end that those others weren’t the real idiots. He himself was.
He finally realized this.
Fu Hongxue said, “Are you now willing to reveal who this person is?”
Wang Dahong suddenly let out another long sigh. “Even if I told you, it’d be useless.”
Fu Hongxue said, “Why?”
Wang Dahong said, “Because you definitely wouldn’t believe me.”
Fu Hongxue said, “I believe you.”
Hesitating, Wang Dahong said, “But can I believe you? You’d really let me go?”
Fu Hongxue said, “I’ve already said so once before.”
For some people, saying something once is more than enough.
Wang Dahong finally relaxed. “That person was originally your friend. No one knows more about your whereabouts than he.”
Fu Hongxue suddenly tightened his fists, as though he had dimly guessed at who this person was.
He had no friends.
But in this entire world, perhaps there really was a single person who could, with an stretch, be considered his friend, because Fu Hongxue was already beginning to experience the pain and anger of being betrayed by a friend.
But he still wasn’t willing to believe it, couldn’t bear to believe it. And thus, he couldn’t resist asking further.
“What is his name?”
Wang Dahong said, “His name is…”
Suddenly, a flash of a dagger.
Just a single flash, faster than a bolt of lightning. And then, all sound came to an end.
Wang Dahong would never be able to speak that person’s name, nor did he need to.
The dagger explained everything.
With a flash, the dagger plunged itself into Li Mahu’s arm.
With a flash, the dagger killed that innocent child.
Now, with another flash, Wang Dahong’s mouth was silenced.
Three daggers that looked identical, came out with identical speed, and carried an identical fearsomeness.
Naturally, all three daggers came from the same person.
Wang Dahong’s eyes bulged out. Opening his mouth, his tongue lolled out. His larynx had already been severed by this dagger. He died very quickly.
But he died with an everlasting regret.
Even in death, he couldn’t believe that this person would kill him.
Nor could Fu Hongxue believe it.
He wasn’t willing to believe it, couldn’t bear to believe it. But now, he had no choice but to believe it.
A dagger which cannot be seen is the most frightening type of dagger.
A man who is capable of hiding his true self is the most frightening type of man.
Fu Hongxue suddenly felt that Ye Kai the man was far more frightening than that lightning-like dagger.
The dagger was shot out from outside the window, but there was no one outside.
Night. Autumn night.
It was deep in the night. It was deep into autumn.
The rainstorm had come to a rest, and the dim light of stars was reflected in the puddles of water on the ground.
Holding Cui Nong, Fu Hongxue walked through the puddles of water, shattering the starlight. His heart also seemed to have been trampled upon, been shattered.
The wind was very light, so light it seemed like Cui Nong’s breathing.
But Cui Nong had stopped breathing long ago. Her warm, soft body had already become cold and stiff. Her boundless lovesickness for him, her boundless gentleness, had already been transformed into a pool of righteous blood.
But Fu Hongxue held her all the more tightly, as though he were afraid she might escape from his embrace.
But this time, she definitely wouldn’t leave. She totally belonged to him now. She would forever belong to him.
The spring water flowed down from the mountain peaks. The top of the hill he was on was right after the small bridge over the stream.
He walked forward without stopping. He walked through the pools of water, tread across the bridge, and passed through to the top of the hill, always seeking to go higher and higher.
The stars had become scarce. The earliest rays of dawn were about to set across the land.
He reached the peak of the mountain and knelt down in the midst of the rising sunlight. He gently placed her down.
The golden sunlight shone across her face, seeming to cover her dead, gray face with a holy light.
What she did in her life didn’t matter. Her death had washed away all the grime and filth from her soul.
What, in all the world, is more holy than giving up one’s own life for someone else? Is more noble?
Kneeling at the mountain peak, he buried her beneath the sun.
From now to the end of time, the first rays of the rising sun in the east would always shine upon her grave.
Sunlight is eternal. Just like love.
But sometimes, love grows dim, just like sunlight.
The sun rose, and then it set.
By the time Fu Hongxue left the mountain, it was already the second night.
After suffering through a severe illness, then receiving a blow which almost no one can withstand, what did he have left?
Aside from pain, grief, anger, and hatred, what did he have left?
There was fear.
A fear of being alone.
From now on, he would never, ever see her again. How could he possibly extricate himself from that eternal loneliness and solitude?
This type of fear is the only thing which no one at all can endure.
One can neither endure it, nor extricate one’s self from it. The only choice was to flee from it, even for just a brief period of time.
There was still wine for sale at the small town beneath the mountain.
It didn’t matter if the wine was bitter-tasting or sour. He just wanted to get totally drunk, even though he knew that after he awoke from his drunken stupor, his pain would be all the greater.
Being drunk definitely couldn’t solve anything. Perhaps there are people who might laugh at his foolishness.
Only people who have truly experienced loneliness and heartbreak will understand how he felt.
The lamp was still lit in the inn. Tightly grasping his sabre, he walked towards it.
He was drunk.
He had become drunk very quickly.
When a man is in poor health and in pain, he gets drunk very quickly.
The very last thing he could remember was the proprietress walking towards him from behind the counter and offering him a large bowl of wine in a toast.
This proprietress was around forty years of age. Her pudgy face was caked in rouge and powder. All she needed to do was laugh, and the powder on her face would fall into the bowl.
But she had excellent alcohol tolerance.
He only remembered himself offering her a toast as well, and then everything else was a blank.
His entire life had turned into a blank.
Only someone who has truly been drunk before will understand the situation.
It wasn’t a stupor. It was even worse than stupor. He had already totally lost control over his body. Even he himself would never know what terrible things he had done.
No matter how drunk you are, you will eventually wake up.
When he came to, he realized he was sleeping in a very dirty room, and on a very dirty bed.
The room was filled with a nauseating, vomit-inducing smell of alcohol and cosmetic powders. That obese proprietress was sleeping by his side. She was naked, and her fat arm was draped around him.
He himself was naked as well. He could even feel the warm, flabby flesh of her upper thighs.
He suddenly wanted to vomit.
What exactly had he done last night?
He didn’t even dare to think about it.
The corpse of the lover who had died for him had not yet grown cold, while he himself was sleeping in the same bed with a woman the size of a pig.
How could life suddenly become so base, so obscene?
He wanted to vomit. He wanted to vomit out his heart, place it on the ground, then trample it.
To put it in a furnace and burn it to ashes.
That pitch-black sabre lay with his clothes, discarded haphazardly on the floor.
He jumped up and dressed with the fastest speed possible, but suddenly felt a fat hand grab him.
“You’re going to leave?”
Fu Hongxue gritted his teeth and nodded.
On her face, covered in smudged powder and rouge, there was a look of shock and disappointment. “How can you leave? Just last night, you promised me that you would stay here with me for the rest of our lives.”
Loneliness. Terrifying loneliness.
When a person is both truly lonely and drunken, it’s as though he’s drowning in a pool of water. So long as he can grab onto something, he’ll never wish to let go.
But that which said person grabs on to will often make him sink even faster.
Fu Hongxue felt his entire body go ice cold. He wished that he had never come to this place.
“Come, come sleep. Let us once more…”
This woman was still tugging at him forcefully, as though she wished to pull him into her chest.
Fu Hongxue’s entire body began to tremble. With a burst of strength, he suddenly pulled free from her. Retreating to a corner, he tightly gripped his sabre as he said, in a shuddering voice, “I will kill you. If you say another word, I will kill you.”
This lonely, pale young man suddenly seemed to have transformed into a wounded beast.
She stared at him, shocked, as though someone had heavily struck her across the face. Then she suddenly began to cry loudly. “Fine, then go ahead and kill me. You said you wouldn’t leave, but now you’re leaving…it’s better if you just kill me now.”
Loneliness. Terrifying loneliness.
She was also a human being. She, too, understood how terrifying loneliness could be. When she was holding on to Fu Hongxue, she, too, was like a drowning person holding on to a piece of driftwood, believing that she would never sink down again.
But now, all hope had been transformed into disappointment.
Fu Hongxue didn’t even spare her another glance. He couldn’t bear to look at her, nor did he wish to look at her.
Like a beast escaping from its cage, he forcefully pushed the door open and charged out.
There were people on the street walking about. Everyone stared at him in surprise.
But he himself couldn’t see anything. He just charged forwards like a madman, rushing past the main street and out of the town.
When he came to a stop, he immediately began to vomit, vomit unceasingly. It seemed as though he were about to puke all of himself out.
And then he collapsed, falling beneath the withered and yellow leaves of a tree.
A gust of wind passed by. The yellow leaves fell upon his body.
But he no longer felt anything. He no longer had anything. Even his pain had turned into numbness.
He didn’t know what place this was, nor what time it was. He just lay there, as though he were waiting for others to walk over him.
Now, the only thing he had left was hatred.
Out of all the emotions known to mankind, perhaps hatred is the most difficult to discard of all.
He hated himself. He hated Ma Kongqun.
But he hated Ye Kai most of all.
Because towards Ye Kai, he didn’t just feel hatred. He also felt that he had been deceived, that he had been humiliated.
Perhaps this was because in the deepest recesses of his heart, he had always considered Ye Kai to be a friend.
If you have loved someone, when you hate them, your hatred will be all the deeper for it.
This sort of hatred was far fresher, far fiercer than the hatred he felt for Ma Kongqun.
It was far fiercer than any other emotion known to mankind!
Now, he had nothing at all. If it weren’t for this hatred, he might not be able to continue living.
He swore to continue living.
He swore to get revenge. On Ma Kongqun, and on Ye Kai!
After the rainstorm of last night, the earth was soft and moist. The muddy earth was fragrant and pregnant with life.
No matter what type of person you are, no matter how noble or common you are, the earth treats you the same.
You can always depend on it, have faith in it.
Fu Hongxue lay on the ground for a long, long time, as though he wished to suck in all the life force from the earth.
People had passed by and glanced at him. They sighed, then shook their heads and left.
He knew, but he didn’t move.
“He’s so young, but so useless. Why’s he lying here and pretending to be dead?”
“Even if a young person has received some setbacks, they should bestir themselves and be strong. There’s no point in pretending to be dead.”
Some sighed. Some mocked.
Fu Hongxue heard it all, but still did not move.
The pain and wounds he had suffered were too great. He no longer cared one whit about the ridicule of others.
Naturally, he would eventually stand up. But now was not yet the time. Because he was punishing himself, but hadn’t punished himself enough yet.
No matter what, his sabre was still in his hand.
A pale hand. A pitch-black sabre.
A person’s voice suddenly lightly cried out, “It’s him!”
It was a woman’s voice. A woman he knew.
But he still didn’t move. It didn’t matter who she was. Fu Hongxue only wished she would leave quickly.
Right now, he didn’t want to see others. Even less did he want others to see him.
But this woman refused to leave. Instead, she sneered. “How is it that young master Fu, who kills without blinking, is now lying here on the ground like a feral dog? Did someone break your heart?”
Fu Hongxue’s stomach suddenly contracted. He almost threw up.
He recognized this woman’s voice.
The person he least wanted to see at this moment was her, but she just had to appear at this moment.
Fu Hongxue tightly gritted his teeth. His hand clenched tightly over a fistful of mud, as though he were gripping his heart.
But Ma Fangling only coldly sneered again. “If you are in such pain over miss Cui Nong, it really isn’t worth it. She’s always been my father’s woman. Didn’t you know that?”
Her words were like a needle, or perhaps a whip.
Fu Hongxue suddenly jumped to his feet, glaring at her hatefully with his totally bloodshot eyes.
He looked both pathetic and terrifying.
If this was the past, Ma Fangling definitely wouldn’t dare to speak again, either out of pity or fear. She wouldn’t continue to hurt him.
But now, Ma Fangling had changed.
She used to hate him, fear him, but also have an indescribable shred of feeling towards him.
But now, she seemed to look down upon him. This young man who once hurt and wounded her was now totally unworthy of being taken seriously. It seemed as though so long as she wished it, she could lash him with a whip as she pleased.
Sneering, she continued, “To tell you the truth, I knew from the very start that she would throw you away, sooner or later, just like how she threw away Ye Kai for you. Aside from my father, she’s never respected any man.”
Fu Hongxue’s pale face suddenly turned red. His breathing became rapid. “You’ve said enough.”
Ma Fangling said, “You don’t like to hear the words that I have to say?”
Blue veins bulged on the hand with which Fu Hongxue gripped his sabre. He slowly said, “If you say so much as another word, I will kill you.!”
But Ma Fangling only laughed.
When she began to laugh, someone suddenly appeared by her side.
A very tall, very spirited young man in brocade cloth, who had an insufferably arrogant look on his face.
He definitely had reason to feel proud of himself.
Not only was he tall and vigorous, he was also extremely handsome. Beneath his sword-like eyebrows, he had a pair of shining eyes. The clothes he wore were gaudy and extravagant.
Anyone could tell that this was a peremptory, arrogant young man. If he wanted to do something, he would do it, heedless of the costs. Very few people could hold him back.
Now, he was staring at Fu Hongxue with those shining eyes of his. He coldly said, “What did you just say?”
Fu Hongxue suddenly understood why Ma Fangling had changed.
That young man wearing brocade repeated, “Did you say you were going to kill her?”
Fu Hongxue nodded.
The young man wearing brocade said, “Do you know who she is to me?”
Fu Hongxue shook his head.
The young man wearing brocade said, “She’s my wife.”
Fu Hongxue suddenly smirked. “Then if she says another word, you can go find yourself another girl to be your wife.”
The young man’s face sunk. In a fierce voice, he said, “Do you know who I am?”
Fu Hongxue shook his head again.
The young man said, “My surname is Ding.”
Fu Hongxue said, “Oh.”
The young man said, “I’m known as Ding Lingjia.”
Fu Hongxue said, “Oh.”
Ding Lingjia said, “Although you are rude, I can forgive you, because right now, you don’t look like you are capable of killing people.”
Fu Hongxue definitely did not look like he could.
He shut his mouth, as though he himself were admitting to it.
A look of self-satisfaction appeared in Ding Lingjia’s eyes. He knew that his reputation was enough to frighten many people, and so, unless he absolutely had to, he never actually attacked. He was always very proud of this.
Because this made him feel as though he weren’t a brutal, ruthless person.
But he still had to make sure that his new wife understood that he had enough strength to protect her.
Thus, he smiled and turned his head. He loftily said, “No matter what you wish to say, go ahead and say it.”
Ma Fangling bit her lips. “No matter what I say, it’ll be alright?”
Ding Lingjia smiled. “So long as I am by your side, no matter what you say, it’ll be alright.”
Ma Fangling’s face suddenly blushed red with excitement. She suddenly said in a loud voice, “I want to say that the woman this cripple loves is a *****, a worthless *****!”
Fu Hongxue’s pale face suddenly turned as white as paper. His right hand was already gripping the hilt of his sabre.
Ding Lingjia said in a fierce voice, “You actually dare to make a move?”
Fu Hongxue didn’t speak, didn’t open his mouth.
Things had reached the point where not even a single word needed to be spoken. Anyone should be able to tell that at this moment, there was no force on this earth capable of stilling his hand!
Ding Lingjia could tell as well.
With a sudden, loud roar, his sword left its sheath. The flash of his sword was like a dancing rainbow, piercing directly towards Fu Hongxue’s throat.
His sword was extremely heavy. This piercing strike carried with it a howling wind. His sword style was direct and forceful.
Although his attack wasn’t too fast, it was accurate and contained a tremendous power.
Offense is the best type of defense.
There were perhaps no more than seven people in the entire world that had enough strength to counterattack in the face of this strike of his.
But unfortunately for him, Fu Hongxue just so happened to be one of those seven.
He neither dodged or blocked. He didn’t even seem to move.
Ma Fangling didn’t make it out, but she seemed to suddenly see a flash of sabre light, as bright as a lightning bolt.
A flash of the sabre! Fresh blood suddenly flew out from Ding Lingjia’s shoulder, as though a magical and gaudy red flower had suddenly bloomed.
His sword flew out and pierced into a tree.
Ding Lingjia’s hand was still tightly gripping his sword. His entire right arm was now hanging down from the hilt of the sword, swaying back and forth.
Fresh blood was still flowing from it.
Ding Lingjia stared at the sword in shock, stared at the arm hanging from the sword in shock, as though he still didn’t understand what had happened.
Because this all had happened far too quickly.
When he suddenly realized that the arm swinging back and forth in front of him was his own arm, he suddenly fainted.
It seemed as though Ma Fangling was about to faint as well, but it wasn’t out of shock or sorrow over her husband being wounded. It was out of anger, anger born from disappointment.
She hatefully glared at the collapsed Ding Lingjia, then suddenly turned around and ran away wildly.
There was a brand new carriage by the side of the road. She rushed inside and forcefully ripped the door open.
Someone sat inside, unmoving. There was a hollow, numb expression on her beautiful white face. Only when a person has lost something which they treasure deeply will they have such an expression on their face.
Fu Hongxue saw this person. Recognized this person.
Why was Ding Linglin here? What had she lost? Where was Ye Kai?
Ma Fangling suddenly turned around and pointed towards Fu Hongxue. She said in a loud voice, “This person killed your second brother! Why don’t you take revenge for him?”
After a long time, Ding Linglin lifted her head up and glanced at her. “Do you really want me to take revenge for him?”
Ma Fangling said, “Of course. He’s your second brother, and my husband.”
Looking at her, Ding Linglin’s eyes suddenly revealed a blade-sharp cynicism. “Did you really consider my second brother to be your husband?”
The expression on Ma Fangling’s face changed. “What…what do you mean by that?”
Ding Linglin coldly said, “You should know what I mean. Even if my second brother had really died, you wouldn’t shed a single tear for him. You don’t give a damn about whether he lives or dies.”
Ma Fangling also suddenly seemed to have been lashed at by a whip. Her pale face had turned totally bloodless.
Ding Linglin said, “You want me to take revenge because you hate him, just like how you hate Ye Kai.”
She forcefully bit her lips, then continued, “You hate all the men in the world to the core, because you believe that all the men in the world have mistreated you, your father included. The only reason you married my second brother was to have him gain revenge for you.”
Ma Fangling’s gaze had become confused and chaotic. Her entire person seemed to have collapsed from insanity. Suddenly, she said in a loud voice, “I know that you hate me, because I told your second brother to take you home, while you would rather roam about with Ye Kai like a pair of feral dogs.”
Ding Linglin said, “Correct. I would rather roam about with him because I love him.”
She coldly looked at Ma Fangling, then continued, “And you, of course, know that I love him, which is why you are jealous. That’s why you had my brother force us apart. Because you love him as well. You love him to death.”
Ma Fangling began to laugh hysterically. “Me, love him? I only hope that he dies an early death!”
Ding Linglin said, “The only reason you now hate him is because you know that he will never love you.”
Her bright, lovable eyes were suddenly filled with a frightening expression. In a chilly voice, she said, “There’s a type of wild, venomous woman in the world who, when faced with someone she wants but cannot get, would use all her efforts to destroy it instead. You are such a woman. You should have died long ago.”
Ma Fangling’s maniacal laughter seemed to have slowly changed into bitter weeping. It was now impossible to tell if she was laughing, or if she weeping.
She turned her head and said in a hoarse voice towards Fu Hongxue, “If you want to kill me, why haven’t you made your move yet?”
But Fu Hongxue didn’t even glance at her. He slowly walked over to Ding Linglin’s side.
Ma Fangling suddenly threw herself to him, tightly hugging him from behind. “If you won’t kill me, then take me with you. I’ll go anywhere you want, do anything you want.”
Fu Hongxue’s body was cold and stiff.
Crying, Ma Fangling said, “As long as you’re willing to take me with you, I…I’ll even go with you to find my father.”
Fu Hongxue suddenly crooked his elbow and heavily struck her in the stomach.
Ma Fangling immediately bent over from the blow.
Fu Hongxue didn’t even turn to look back at her. He coldly said, “Scram!”
Ma Fangling finally gritted her teeth and stood up. She used to be a bright, cheerful, adorable girl, filled with confidence towards herself and towards life.
But now, she had changed. There really was a wild, venomous expression on her face now.
Whose fault was it?
Gritting her teeth, she glared at Fu Hongxue. One word at a time, she said, “Fine. I’ll scram. Since you don’t want me, I have no choice but to scram. But have you forgotten that day when you pawed at me all over, like a wild dog? Are you only capable of violating and forcing yourself on me when others aren’t around to witness it?”
Pain appeared on Fu Hongxue’s pale face, but he still didn’t turn his head.
Ding Linglin said, “Do you now feel regret that you didn’t accept him that day?”
Ma Fangling sneered, “No need for you to feel so self-satisfied! You think Ye Kai really likes you? If he really likes you, why would he let us take you away? Right now, maybe he’s already on a bed with some other girl. Maybe, it’s his old lover, Cui Nong.”
She suddenly began to loudly laugh in a maniacal manner once more, walking backwards with each laugh as she retreated into the thicket.
And then, her laughter suddenly halted. She could no longer be seen.
Ding Linglin lightly sighed. “She used to be a very pitiable girl. Unfortunately, she did everything wrong. The biggest thing she did wrong was that every single time, she found the wrong man.”
Fu Hongxue suddenly said, “How about you?”
Ding Linglin said, “I’m not wrong.”
Fu Hongxue said, “Ye Kai…”
Ding Linglin interrupted him. “I’ve known all along what type of person Ye Kai is. Even if he doesn’t like me, that’s alright. Because it’s enough for me to know that I truly like him!”
Staring at her, the pain in Fu Hongxue’s eyes grew deeper. After a long time, he slowly said, “But you left him.”
Ding Linglin said, “Only because I had no choice.”
Fu Hongxue said, “Why?”
Ding Linglin angrily said, “Because when I wasn’t paying attention, second brother Ding sealed the acupoints on my legs.”
Fu Hongxue said, “What, Ye Kai just watched as you were taken away?”
Ding Linglin sadly said, “He had no choice. Second brother Ding is my brother. What can he do to him?”
She blinked a few times. Her eyes began to shine again. She continued, “But I know he’ll find me sooner or later. Although he seems to be a person who cares about nothing, he’s actually a very affectionate, sentimental man. When I was taken away, I could tell that he was in even greater pain than I was.”
Fu Hongxue said, “Are you going to go look for him now?”
Blinking, Ding Linglin laughed. “There’s a type of person in this world who can never be found. All you can do is wait for him to find you. Little Ye is such a person.”
Fu Hongxue was still looking at her. A very strange expression had appeared in his eyes.
Ding Linglin said, “Although you injured my second brother, I don’t blame you.”
Fu Hongxue said, “Oh?”
Ding Linglin said, “It isn’t because I hate him due to him forcing me away.”
Fu Hongxue said, “Oh.”
Ding Linglin said, “It’s because although you chopped his arm off, you also let him realize what type of woman Ma Fangling is. If it weren’t for that chop of yours, perhaps she might have tormented him for the rest of his life.”
For a man to be joined in marriage with a woman who wasn’t true to him definitely is a very painful, very tragic thing.
Ding Linglin said, “You can go now. I don’t want him to see you after he wakes up.”
Fu Hongxue didn’t move.
Ding Linglin waited for a while, then couldn’t help but ask, “Why haven’t you left yet?”
Fu Hongxue said, “Because I am considering something.”
Ding Linglin said, “Considering what?”
Fu Hongxue said, “I’m considering if I should unseal your acupoints and let you walk with me, or if I should carry you away.”
The expression on Ding Linglin’s face changed. She cried out in alarm, “What are you trying to say?!”
Fu Hongxue said, “What I am saying is that I am taking you with me.”
Ding Linglin said, “You…you’re crazy!”
Fu Hongxue coldly said, “I’m not crazy, and I know that you definitely won’t go with me.”
Ding Linglin stared at him in shock. Then, with a wave of her hand, the golden bells around her wrist suddenly flew out, carrying with them a clear, melodious sound. They struck at Fu Hongxue’s ‘Receiving Incense’, ‘True Heaven’, and ‘Abstruse Crux’ acupoints.
They were very close to each other and her hand was very quick.
Ding Linglin’s lethal golden bells were considered one of the eight most terrifying hidden projectile weapons in the world.
Because not only were her movements quick and accurate, the bells she shot out later would often arrive first, while the bells she shot out first would often change direction, causing people to not know where they should dodge.
Fu Hongxue did not dodge.
A flash of sabre light. The three golden bells turned into six parts.
When the sabre flash re-entered the sheath, his hands had seized Ding Linglin’s wrists, carrying her away by the waist.
Ding Linglin cried out loudly, “You shameless cripple, let me go!”
Fu Hongxue didn’t hear her.
There was a wagoner in the wagon. There were pedestrians on the road. All of them stared in astonishment.
But Fu Hongxue didn’t see them.
He carried Ding Linglin towards a mountain in the east, a mountain surrounded by blue skies and white clouds.
The mountain wasn’t very high, nor were the clouds.
By the time they reached mid-mountain, they could already see the white clouds drifting about. They had already reached the clouds.
The wind blew across Ding Linglin’s golden bells, causing a ‘ding ling ling’ sound. But she made no sound at all.
Because no matter what she said, Fu Hongxue didn’t seem to hear her.
The expressions on her face had changed. Her shock and anger had turned into worry and fear. She didn’t know why Fu Hongxue had brought her here.
But she already realized that this pale-faced cripple was a very abnormal person.
“You’re only capable of forcing yourself on me when no others are present!”
When she remembered Ma Fangling’s words, she became all the more frightened. She was both cold and afraid. So cold, she shivered. So afraid, she trembled.
The summit was even colder.
Ding Linglin began to shiver even more.
Fu Hongxue set her down. Coldly staring at her, he suddenly said, “You’re afraid?”
Ding Linglin suddenly laughed. “Why should I be afraid? What is there to be afraid of?”
Although her laughter was forced, it was still very pretty. Smiling, she continued, “What, should I be afraid of you? You’re Ye Kai’s friend. A friend of his is a friend of mine. Why would I fear you?”
Fu Hongxue said, “What about his enemies?”
Ding Linglin blinked. “I don’t think he has any enemies.”
Fu Hongxue coldly said, “If he had enemies, they naturally would be your enemies as well.”
Ding Linglin said, “I guess you could say that, because…”
Fu Hongxue said, “Because you feel that the person who is most dear to you in the entire world is him.”
Ding Linglin laughed again. This time, her laughter was genuine. Her laugh was soft and sweet. When she thought of the feelings which she and Ye Kai shared, her heart was filled with a warm, sweet feeling.
Fu Hongxue said, “If you found out that someone killed him, what would you do to that person?”
Ding Linglin said, “No one will kill him. No one can kill him.”
Fu Hongxue said, “Hypothetically speaking, what if?”
Ding Linglin bit her lips. “Then I definitely wouldn’t let that person off easy. I’ll use every tool at my disposal to deal with him.”
Fu Hongxue said, “Every tool at your disposal?”
Ding Linglin said, “Naturally. Every single tool available to me.”
She continued, “Although I’m not a cruel, merciless person, hypothetically speaking, if someone were to kill Ye Kai, I would bite off every piece of flesh on their body, one mouthful at a time.”
The wind blew by, bringing the white clouds to their feet.
After saying these words, she herself couldn’t resist shivering again from the cold. An ominous feeling suddenly filled her heart.
Fu Hongxue didn’t turn around. His back towards her, he faced a tiny earthen mound.
The grass growing on top of the mound was young. Clearly, the mound was newly formed.
Ding Linglin said, “What type of mound is this?”
Fu Hongxue said, “A grave.”
Ding Linglin’s expression changed. “A grave? How do you know this is a grave?”
Fu Hongxue said, “Because I dug this grave with my own two hands.”
His voice seemed to be even colder than the chilly mountain wind. Ding Linglin wasn’t a delicate, fragile little girl, but she couldn’t help but shudder again.
After a long time, she gently asked, “Who is buried within the grave?”
Fu Hongxue said, “The person closest and dearest to me.”
Ding Linglin said, “You…you liked her?”
Fu Hongxue nodded. “The feelings I have towards her are even deeper than the feelings you have for Ye Kai!”
Ding Linglin forced out a chuckle. “I just hope she wasn’t killed by someone. Otherwise, how could they avoid having every piece of flesh on their body being bitten off by you?”
Fu Hongxue said, “She was killed by someone!”
Ding Linglin shuddered again, before mumbling, “The wind here is so cold.”
Fu Hongxue said, “No need to be worry for her. She’s no longer afraid of the cold.”
Ding Linglin said, “But I’m afraid.”
Fu Hongxue said, “Afraid of me?”
Ding Linglin said, “Not you. The cold.”
Fu Hongxue icily said, “I can bury you as well. Then, you’d never fear the cold again.”
Ding Linglin’s smile became even more forced. “No need to go to the trouble. I’m not dead yet.”
Fu Hongxue said, “But she’s already dead…since you haven’t died, why did she have to die? Why did she have to die?...”
He repeated these words over and over, his voice filled with hatred and resentment.
Ding Linglin said, “Everyone has to die, sooner or later. It’s just a matter of time. You don’t need to be too sad.”
Fu Hongxue said, “If Ye Kai died, wouldn’t you be sad?”
Ding Linglin said, “I…I…”
Fu Hongxue said, “You aren’t sad, only because you know that Ye Kai hasn’t died. Ye Kai isn’t sad, only because he knows that you haven’t died, but…but she has died…”
He suddenly turned around and stared at Ding Linglin. His eyes burned with hatred and rage. In a fierce voice, he said, “Why don’t you ask me who killed her?”
Ding Linglin’s heart seemed to be slowly sinking down. No sound could escape her throat.
Fu Hongxue said, “Is it because you already know who killed her?”
Ding Linglin bit her teeth, then suddenly said in a loud voice, “I don’t know…how would I know?”
Fu Hongxue said, “You should know.”
Ding Linglin said, “Why?”
Fu Hongxue tightly gripped his sabre. One word at a time, he slowly said, “Because Ye Kai was the one who killed her.”
Ding Linglin let out a cry, then said, “Impossible, absolutely impossible. I’ve been by his side this entire time. I can guarantee that he hasn’t killed anybody.”
Fu Hongxue said, “Were you with him last night as well?”
Ding Linglin could no longer speak. Last night, she had been taken away by Ding Lingjia and had not seen Ye Kai since.
Fu Hongxue stared at her, his eyes as sharp as daggers. “Do you know where he was last night? What he did?”
Ding Linglin lowered his head. She didn’t know.
Fu Hongxue suddenly took out a dagger, a slim yet sharp dagger, and tossed it in front of her.
“Do you recognize this dagger? Do you know whose it is?”
Ding Linglin’s head lowered further. She recognized this dagger. This dagger seemed to be pierced into her heart.
After a long time, she suddenly lifted her head up again. In a loud voice, she said, “I am Ye Kai, and Ye Kai is me. If you really believe Ye Kai killed her, you can just go ahead and kill me.”
Fu Hongxue said, “You’re willing to die for him?”
Ding Linglin said, “I’m willing.”
Her eyes shone brightly again, not revealing a hint of hesitation or irresoluteness. It was as though having the chance to die for Ye Kai was a very joyful thing for her.
Fu Hongxue stared at her. It seemed as though Cui Nong once again appeared before him. Right before her death, hadn’t her eyes been filled with this exact same joy? Although she didn’t say a single word, that pair of eyes still told him, without a doubt, that she was willing to die for him.
Up till the moment she collapsed, there was a hint of a warm smile on her lips.
Fu Hongxue’s fists tightened. He almost couldn’t resist the urge to unearth her tomb and dig her up so he could see her again.
But even if he did see her one more time, so what? Her short life had left him with eternal loneliness.
Ding Linglin said, “If you’re going to kill me, why haven’t you made your move yet?”
Fu Hongxue was silent for another long period of time, before slowing responding, “I don’t actually wish to kill you.”
Ding Linglin said, “You…what do you want to do?”
Fu Hongxue said, “Nothing.”
Ding Linglin said, “Why did you bring me here?”
Terror once again appeared in her eyes. She wasn’t necessarily afraid of death. What she feared was that shameful torment and humiliation.
Fu Hongxue was silent for another long period of time. He coldly said, “You said that he’d go looking for you sooner or later.”
Ding Linglin nodded. In a loud voice, she said, “Of course he’ll look for me. He definitely isn’t a heartless man.”
Fu Hongxue’s gaze was distant. He slowly said, “This is a very quiet place. If he can quietly die in such a peaceful place, then it must be said that heaven has done well by him.”
Ding Linglin’s expression changed. “You’re waiting for him to come?”
Fu Hongxue didn’t answer her. He just lowered his head and stared at the sabre in his hands.
A pitch-black sabre. Who knows how many people’s lives had been lost to it.
Ding Linglin’s hands began to tighten. She exclaimed, “But he doesn’t know that I’m here.”
Fu Hongxue said, “He’ll find out.”
Ding Linglin said, “How?”
Fu Hongxue said, “Because many people saw me take you to this place.”
Ding Linglin said, “So what if he does come? Are you actually going to kill him?”
Fu Hongxue was silent. His sabre was also silent.
Sometimes, silence was as sharp as a sabre. Sometimes, it could even kill.
Ding Linglin said in a loud voice, “Can you really be so heartless as to do that? Have you forgotten how much he’s done for you? If it weren’t for him, how could you be alive today?”
Fu Hongxue’s pale face once more seemed to turn translucent from pain. One word at a time, he slowly said, “Perhaps the reason he’s allowed me to stay alive is to cause me to suffer more pain and misery.”
Although death is terrifying, it is peaceful. Only the living experience pain.
Ding Linglin stared at his face. Her body suddenly began to tremble. In a quivering voice, she said, “He often says to me that although you perform terrifying deeds, you’re actually a kind-hearted man. When…when did you become so vicious?”
Fu Hongxue stared at the sabre in his hand. He no longer spoke, not even a single word more.
A thick mist suddenly arose at this moment, at the summit of the mountain. His pale face slowly became blurred and indistinct in the midst of the fog.
The sound of rain below the mountain seemed to be audible.
The mist at the top of the mountain was moist as well. Ding Linglin’s clothes slowly were soaked through. She was so cold, she began trembling nonstop. Not only was she freezing, she was also starving.
Fu Hongxue had already sat down. He sat there without budging, in the midst of that cold, wet cloud. Can it be that he was neither hungry nor cold? Can it be that he really had become totally numb?
Ding Linglin finally could no longer resist saying, “Maybe he won’t come.”
Fu Hongxue didn’t speak.
Ding Linglin said, “Even if he is going to come, no one knows when he’ll come.”
Fu Hongxue still didn’t speak.
Ding Linglin said, “What if he comes three days from now? Are you just going to wait here for three days?”
Fu Hongxue was silent for another long period of time, before coldly saying, “If he takes three years to come, I’ll wait for three years.”
Ding Linglin’s heart sank even further. “You…do you actually want me to accompany you here for three years?”
Fu Hongxue said, “If I can wait, why can’t you?”
Ding Linglin said, “Because I’m a human being!”
Fu Hongxue said, “Oh?”
Ding Linglin said, “So long as someone is a human being, there’s no way they can stay here and wait for three years. Perhaps they can’t even wait for three days.”
Fu Hongxue said, “Oh?”
Ding Linglin said, “If you really want me to wait here for three days, even if I don’t freeze to death, I’ll starve to death.”
Ding Linglin said, “Actually, there’s no need for you to wait for him here. You can go down the mountain and search for him. It’s better than just sitting here and waiting.”
Still no response.
Ding Linglin said, “Why aren’t you talking? Can it be that…”
Her voice suddenly broke off, as though cut by a sharp knife. She suddenly realized that Fu Hongxue was no longer sitting in the middle of the mist.
The sound of the rainstorm beneath the mountain hadn’t yet stopped. The mist at the mountain peak became even denser, even colder.
Perhaps it was because the mist blotted out the sunlight, or perhaps it was because night had fallen. The only thing Ding Linglin could make out was a gloomy, indistinct, deathly grayish color. There was no one here. There was no life here.
Ding Linglin shouted as loud as she could, “Fu Hongxue! Where did you go? Come back here!”
No one returned. No one responded.
Ding Linglin’s body shook like a dry leaf in a storm. Although Fu Hongxue was a terrifying person, when he was gone, it was even more terrifying.
She finally understood what a terrifying thing loneliness really was. Fu Hongxue had only left for a short period of time, but she was already almost unable to endure it.
If a person were to be this alone for his entire life, how could one possibly go on living? If Ye Kai really died, would she forevermore feel lonely like this?
Ding Linglin only felt her body become ice cold. Even her heart had frozen. She wanted to flee, but her legs were still stiff and inflexible. The acupoint sealing techniques of the Ding family had always been very effective. She wanted to shout, but she was afraid that all she would hear once more would be that terrifying echo.
It seemed as though the only person in the world left to keep her company was the dead person in the tomb.
Could it be that throughout his entire life, that person was also the only person in the world who kept Fu Hongxue company?
Ding Linglin suddenly felt an indescribable empathy towards this lonely, crippled young man.
Just at this moment, she suddenly felt an ice cold drop of rain fall on top of her hand.
When she lowered her head, she suddenly realized that this raindrop was a brilliant red in color.
It wasn’t rain! It was blood!
Bright red blood, dripping onto her hands.
Her heart was mangled by fear. She couldn’t resist turning her head, and as she did, her cheek suddenly touched someone’s hand.
An ice cold hand. The blood seemed to be dripping down from this hand.
Whose blood was this? Whose hand was this?
Ding Linglin didn’t take another look. Everything suddenly seemed to go dark.
Hell has always existed in the hearts of men.
If your heart no longer has any love in it, and is filled only with hate, then hell is in your heart.
If your heart no longer has any love with it, then you yourself are already in hell.