SWDnovel Chapter 70 Separation
Chapter 70 Separation
"Cough cough cough..."
The continuous choking sounds woke Chen Qinghe. He bent over and gushed out the water from his chest, but the loach remained circling around him.
After the two told Chen Qinghe their guesses, he looked at Mudfish, who was very close to him, with surprise and doubt.
"Senior... do you still remember the three of us...?"
The mudskippers playing in the water did not make the slightest movement, and it took a long time for everyone to be convinced that the mirage dragon had not awakened its innate wisdom.
"Since the senior has chosen you, then you should take good care of him."
Fang Hongxuan handed the already empty wine pot to Chen Qinghe and solemnly explained something to him.
"As the saying goes, 'A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime.' We must not let others discover anything amiss, otherwise, not only will we lose the life of our predecessors, but we ourselves will also be in grave danger."
Fang Hongxuan was not a man of many words, but his recent detailed explanation was in gratitude for the elixir given to him by the Mirage Dragon. In this sense, the two were now connected.
Suddenly, a rustling sound came from the woods.
Terrified, Tian Guangzu saw the three people huddled together and frantically thrashed into the muddy swamp.
Chen Qinghe, his eyes red, was about to attack him when Jian Shiqing stopped him.
"Those who do many evil deeds will surely perish. He is already doomed, so why should you risk your life? Just make sure he drowns; there's no need to do anything more."
"Save me! I can tell you a tremendous secret! It involves the Golden Core Venerable and the secret of immortality!"
Fang Hongxuan, however, grabbed a tree branch and hurled it at Tian Guangzu's face. The immense force dragged him firmly into the mud, leaving him no chance to struggle.
"Such noise disturbs the peace here."
This was, after all, a great achievement, yet he could only watch it slip through his fingers. Thinking this, Jian Shiqing remained silent for a moment, but did not utter a sound.
Greed is fleeting, and he knew that it involved a great deal of trouble, and that a slight misstep could lead to his utter destruction.
"What are your plans now?"
The Knight Asks
"Even though I wish to go to Sishui County to provide assistance, I am powerless to do so. I intend to return to Guihua County to report on this matter of the walking corpse in detail."
"As for that group of tattooed thugs and the remains of the plague demon, I will forget about them completely, and I hope you will not mention them again."
Jian Shiqing looked at Chen Qinghe, his eyes revealing an undisguised, albeit subtle, threat. He wasn't worried about Fang Hongxuan; after all, both were Demon Suppression Captains and naturally knew the inner workings of the Demon Suppression Division.
"I plan to return to Niujia Town first to bury my father, and then wander north. As for this matter, I will keep it to myself..."
"This matter is of great importance; the three of us should not linger here..."
The chivalrous voice
Jian Shiqing drew his spear and bowed to the three men.
"Then farewell."
"My comrade, I will never forget your kindness. If you ever need my help, just write a letter and I will definitely go to your aid, no matter where you are."
Fang Hongxuan returned the greeting without saying a word, only nodding slightly.
After watching Jian Shiqing leave, Chen Qinghe finally spoke.
"You didn't leave, is there something you want to tell me that you don't want him to hear?"
Fang Hongxuan initially wanted to inquire about Chen Qinghe's time travel plans, but the more he thought about it, the more pointless it seemed. After all, Zhuge Xu, who had arrived earlier, already stood at the pinnacle of this world.
Furthermore, the suspicious Heart-Eating Demon is secretly plotting, and knowing Chen Qinghe's past is no longer of much significance.
"The river is teeming with water ghosts; if you're alone, your chances of survival are slim. How about I accompany you on this journey?"
"That's great! I was just wondering how to ask you for help."
...
Another half day passed.
The sun blazed brightly, and the autumn wind rustled.
Breaking in two and collapsing, Menglong Mountain was suddenly hit by a fierce wind.
A colossal, towering phantom slowly emerged, appearing as a middle-aged man with a refined and scholarly face, sharply defined sideburns, ink-painted eyebrows, and eyes as captivating as autumn waves. Though his brows were slightly furrowed, he still exuded an air of elegance.
He wore a light blue long gown and a scholar's cap, exuding a refined and elegant air, perfectly embodying the attire of a scholar.
The middle-aged man stared at the nearly rotten pig-dragon corpse for a long time before letting out a soft sigh.
"A step too late..."
"Let's clean up this mess first."
As the phantom waved its sleeves, the clear sky, which had been cloudless for thousands of miles, was instantly covered with dark clouds, and a light drizzle instantly spread across the fields.
More clouds gathered around the phantom, and the rolling thunder clung to it for a long time without dissipating.
The rain didn't feel cold or gloomy; instead, it had a warm and cozy feel to it.
The warships carrying the surviving people of Chengjiang City erupted in a chorus of cries of grief and excitement.
Those who had been frightened and caught a cold recovered completely after being exposed to the rain for only a short while. The wandering corpses in this area were even hissing and emitting black smoke.
After the smoke cleared, they remained motionless, as if they were originally just skeletons lying on the ground.
The turbulent Menglong Mountain also flipped and rolled, its branches growing longer, covered in green shade, and the river meandering. In just a moment, it returned to its original state.
The zombie crisis that had kept the three of them constantly on the run was quietly resolved by the rain. Even though they were dozens of miles apart, the swordsmen on the warship could see it clearly.
"What kind of extraordinary power is this?!"
...
As for the salvage operation, Fang Hongxuan simply stood at the bow of the boat, and the drowned ghosts scattered like birds and beasts, showing no intention of gathering together.
To Fang Hongxuan's surprise, Chen Ming's body, which had been soaking in the water for several days, showed no signs of swelling and remained exactly the same as before he fell into the water.
Chen Qinghe held Chen Ming's body and wept bitterly, as if he wanted to release all the depression that had accumulated in his heart.
When the ship docked, Chen Qinghe, who had been crying until his voice was hoarse, silently carried the corpse on his back and walked towards his nearly collapsed home.
The streets, once bustling and noisy, have long since vanished, replaced by a lifeless and desolate atmosphere.
Large numbers of corpses gathered at the port, and the rotting, foul smell dissipated with the purification of the rainwater.
Seeing the place where he had lived for nearly twenty years turned into this state, Chen Qinghe felt a surge of sorrow and loneliness welling up inside him.
...
The wooden door creaked open as it was pushed open, and beams of sunlight, cleared after the rain, shone through the cracks onto the patched-up wooden table.
On the wooden table sat a plate of garlic-infused pork belly that had long since gone cold...
Chen Qinghe, who had just settled Chen Ming on the bed, saw this scene and his eyes reddened again. Tears fell silently down his cheeks.
"Be strong. From now on, you are the pillar of this family."
Fang Hongxuan, leaning against the door frame, sighed softly and then turned around.
Chen Qinghe wiped away his tears, his tone resolute, his eyes filled with hatred.
"I will not give up now. I will cultivate diligently until I am able to find the murderers here and make them pay with their blood!"
The figures of the man and his horse drifted further and further away, and even their words became somewhat indistinct.
"Do not let hatred blind you. Sharpen your weapons and prepare for battle... If fate allows, we may meet again in the future..."