Chapter 92: Absurd

I’m actually a little paranoid now. After all, the people of the Snow Mountain Sect have always been neutral, neither good nor evil, and they don’t get involved in disputes. Where could such a sentence have another meaning? I subconsciously prepared myself for it, and then I remembered that a few years ago, I wasn’t fighting in the Snow Mountain Sect?

So it is only natural that someone from the Snow Mountain Sect would remember me.

Seeing that I didn’t answer, but raised my eyebrows instead, the man didn’t care and turned to look at my master and said, “Jiang Lichun, I remember you too. You and your Li-surname senior brother caused a big commotion in our Snow Mountain Sect back then. I didn’t expect you to have the guts to come again.”

“Yes, it’s my junior brother,” corrected my master with a serious expression, but there was a hint of sadness in his expression that only I could understand.

Uncle Li, Master must have remembered him and the past when they were young. We Li people are not romantic in our feelings, but Uncle Li is the most romantic one because he is willing to leave so freely, which is also something to be envied.

Who else in our Li family has not faced life and death with regret? It’s not fear, it’s just regret.

The messenger didn’t care about the master’s serious correction. Yes, what did the Li brothers have to do with him? He turned around and said, “The point is, you still have the guts to come back… your brothers and sisters blew up several elders of our Xueshan lineage.”

As he spoke, the messenger from the Snow Mountain Sect couldn’t help but laugh twice. My master and I looked at each other in bewilderment. What was he laughing at?

But the messenger walked on, muttering to himself, “Master is interesting, and I’m not bad either… the quiet days of my Snow Mountain lineage are over.”

What peaceful days are over? I always felt that this messenger was different from those wooden messengers, and I always felt that he was higher in status. However, unless he is willing to say so, we will not be able to find out the reason… In just a few minutes, we have already reached the end of this cliff. Standing here, I once again saw the stunning scenery of the Snow Mountain School.

The green grassland wrapped in the mountains, the blue lake, the wind blowing… the horses… the mountain gate that almost hollowed out the entire mountain… it was full of an inexplicable grandeur and also full of an inexplicable sense of mystery.

However, I have seen the world where Taoist priests live in my hallucinations. That is a place where the mountains are truly beautiful and the water is clear, full of a kind of aura called the charm of immortals. So when I saw it this time, I still felt touched in my heart, and it was far from the first time I was shocked.

It was the master who stared at the scenery in front of him for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking. Was he shocked?

As for Qiangzi, he didn’t seem to be impressed by the scenery at all. There was a hint of confusion in his eyes, and a complex expression of disdain that no one could make out.

Master and I stood here in a daze, but the messenger was already leading the way down the rope ladder on the cliff, urging us on, saying, “The rope ladder is only for the people who come here. When it’s time to be collected up, you can jump off the cliff.”

The three of us heard this and dared not delay any longer. We quickly followed the rope ladder downwards.

When we got there, we waited as we had the last time. After a while, a carriage with an open top came to pick us up. I had been lucky enough to receive this kind of “VIP” treatment the last time, and it was the same this time. I thought that after all, this was the back door left by the Snow Mountain Sect for the major powers, and it was normal to enjoy VIP treatment.

The carriage pulled us toward the huge cave in the mountains, which was the entrance to the Snow Mountain Sect. I still remembered some trivial matters from the last time. The VIPs entered the mountain gate and went to the tent outside the mountain gate. The old and cunning smiling white old man, the the cunning and smiling old man, Wei Yu, who was a bit of a righteous man, and Jenny, who seemed to have some unclear relationship with the Snow Mountain clan… Finally, the glorious victory in the arena, the glory of being the best young man, the oppression and frustration, and the moving support of a group of people walking out.

Thinking about it, it seems that a lot of things happened here, and the ups and downs of those past events have now become a story.

If that is the case, what is there in life that is insurmountable? Thinking about this, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of my mouth, and I realized that it is also a kind of happiness to be enriched by memories.

The sudden change in expression made Sun Qiang, who was sitting across from me, feel puzzled and could not help but ask me, “Brother, what are you laughing at?” Before I could answer, Sun Qiang exclaimed, “Master Jiang, why are you crying and laughing?”

My master is crying and laughing? I couldn’t help turning my head. In this carriage, with my master sitting next to me, I naturally couldn’t see my master’s expression as soon as Qiangzi did.

“I’m not crying. It’s windy here and I’m just a little bit misty.” The master quickly wiped his face and then his expression returned to normal.

I knew that my master must have remembered something, just like me, so I didn’t ask any further. I just said to the puzzled Qiangzi, who was looking at the two of us, “This place is full of life, with rare herbs, strange animals, and exotic plants. Don’t you think you should be smiling?”

“What’s the big deal? It’s far from the times we used to have.” When Qiangzi said this, his expression suddenly changed, becoming proud, disdainful, aloof, and with an indescribable coldness and danger.

“Qiangzi?!” This time it was me who called Qiangzi inexplicably. At that moment, I felt that the person sitting in front of me was not Qiangzi at all.

A dangerous power is called, and at first you won’t feel it when it comes, until you think about it afterwards or have to wait a while before you subconsciously get goosebumps all over your body.

After I called Qiangzi, I suddenly sat up straight. My whole body felt the way I just described it, and the dense goose bumps instantly popped up. It felt like my hair was slightly electrified.

But this was not just my own illusion. After I had such a reaction, even the master sitting next to me suddenly sat up straight, as if in a defensive posture.

Then, the carriage stopped for a moment, and the two horses pulling the carriage in front of it both neighed, as if they were frightened. The messenger pulling the carriage in front of it had to make a great effort to stabilize the carriage. Then, he suddenly turned around warily and asked us in a low voice, “What are you doing?”

But at this time, the culprit, Qiangzi, opened his eyes dazedly, his eyes like those of a drunk who can’t make sense of things. He asked me and my master, “Master Jiang, brother, are we here? Why has the carriage stopped?”

It stopped, but it’s not because of you? I smiled wryly. Obviously, I was the most sensitive one in the sudden change just now. I felt that something was wrong with Qiangzi first, and then it was Master and the others… I was almost certain that the person who said that to me at that moment was not Qiangzi himself. Then it could only be…

Muyu!

I felt ridiculous when I thought of this possibility. I was sitting in the carriage, talking to the mythical beast of ancient times? I gently stroked the back of my hand… the goosebumps on it told me that this was all real…

“No, my brother’s spirit is very powerful, and he can’t control it well for a while. But it’s okay here in the Snow Mountain School. Forgive me.” But none of this is the point. Our master and I always cause trouble for the Snow Mountain School. This time, don’t come and give others the impression that you’re a troublemaker. I quickly explained, hinting that the Snow Mountain School is powerful and that there’s no need to be afraid of my brother’s little spirit.

Of course, the scope of this spirit is also very limited. Raising a ghost is also called a spirit. My silly tiger is also called a spirit. The general worship of child spirits is also called a spirit. The real little ghost is also called a spirit…

But the driver of the snow mountain line didn’t argue with me, just impatiently said, “This is a quiet place, so please control yourself a little.” Then he continued to drive the carriage toward the mountain gate.

I let out a long sigh. In fact, in my heart, I always felt that the Snow Mountain Sect had no ill will or hatred towards me and my master. Although before I came down the mountain, the messenger had jokingly said that my master dared to come, in fact, I really couldn’t feel that kind of ill will.

Why is that? Is it because Sister Jenny is probably an elder of the Snow Mountain Sect?