Waiting for you online - - - Chapter 17

Chapter 17

When Xie Bi An said to wrap wontons, he really wraps wantons. He said to punish him, he really punished him. After eating, he punished Fan Wu She to wipe all the insides and outsides of Heaven Master Palace.

When Fan Wu She heard that Xie Bi An had asked him to mop the floor, he looked incredulous: “You asked me to wipe the floor?”

“The Heaven Master Palace is not small, so it should be scrubbed for a day or two.” Xie Bi An smiled cheekily, “No spells allowed.”

The corners of Fan Wu She’s mouth twitched and he didn’t say anything for some time. Let a demon supreme who once conquered Jiuzhou and subvert the ghost realm to get on the ground to mop the floor with a rag?!

“This time is only a small disciplinary action. If you do not listen to your senior brother again and act recklessly in the future, there is a lot of work that can be done in the Heaven Master Palace, you know.”

Bo Zhu brought empty buckets and rags, gloating at the side: “Draw the water at the backyard. I’ve prepared 5 rags for you, should be enough.”

“…”

Looking at Fan Wu She’s reluctant look, Xie Bi An felt that he had found some fun as a senior brother. He smiled and said, “Master has gone to patrol Jiuyou, when he comes back in the evening, I will ask him to get a good sword for you.”

Fan Wu She saw Xie Bi An was about to leave, “Where are you going?”

“To practice sword ah.”

“Don’t go and visit Jiang Qu Lian by yourself.”

“Got it, I’ll wait for you to finish scrubbing the floor.”

The two of them abandoned Fan Wu She to go outside. Bo Zhu tugged Xie Bi An’s sleeve and shook it, saying cheerfully, “White master, what delicious food are you making tonight?”

“You just finished breakfast and now thinking about dinner.”

“Then what are you making for lunch?”

“Well … let’s go to the vegetable field and see.”

Fan Wu She looked at the back of the two people in a trance. When big brother was nineteen years old, he was also the same age as Bo Zhu, eleven or twelve years old. Their body shapes are similar. So that’s how they look in other people’s eyes…

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When Zhong Kui returned to the Heaven Master Palace, it was no surprise that he was again smelling of alcohol, and before he arrived, his laughter arrived first: “Ji Kang hid a jar of good wine, and I swindled him out, hahaha, feels good.”

Ji Kang is the central ghost emperor, and like Zhong Kui, he is fond of this cinnamon syrup and jade liquid, so every time Zhong Kui goes to inspect the Jiuyou, he will always have a few drinks with him.

Xie Bi An said with a smile, “Master drank beautifully?”

“Beautiful.”

“Master, disciple has something to report.”

“Hey, let’s talk about it tomorrow.”

“I want to say it now.”

Zhong Kui looked at his two disciples and narrowed his eyes slightly, “Are the both of you scheming on something?”

“Master, junior brother’s sword is broken, why don’t you give him a sword.”

“The sword is broken? What happened?” Zhong Kui, who wasn’t drunk easily, immediately sobered up upon hearing the words. Sword cultivator’s sword is not only just a weapon, but it also represents the will of the cultivator. If the sword is cut off by someone, the character will be humiliated, not to mention that it also signifies bad luck.

Fan Wu She wanted to speak but was stopped by a look from Xie Bi An. He said: “I took junior brother to the Fumenghui, wanted to investigate the case of Meng Ke Fei, but ended up encountering Guwu sword Song Chun Gui.”

“Song Chun Gui? That one-armed guy?”

“That’s right.”

“He cut off your sword?” Zhong Kui looked at Fan Wu She, “Why?”

“They also went to Fumenghui to investigate, and when they saw a suspicious person, they had to bring him back to Yunding for interrogation.” Xie Bi An said honestly, “It’s wrong for disciple to take my junior brother to Fumenghui, but it’s also wrong for Wuliang Sect to arrest people randomly.”

“You guys had a fight?”

“Yes.”

“Lost?”

Fan Wu She’s sword brows knitted: “Didn’t finish the fight.” The fact that he was inferior to Song Chun Gui in front of Xie Bi An had caused him to hold a grudge.

“You were able to fight with Song Chun Gui.” Zhong Kui laughed a little, “It seems that Master has underestimated you.”

“Junior brother’s sword skill is superior, using a broken sword and exerted the Zongxuan sword technique.” Xie Bi An’s words had some pride in them.

Zhong Kui’s expression changed: “What did you say? Zongxuan Sword?”

Fan Wu She said without changing his expression, “Before master, apprentice had studied under a casual cultivator in Mount Qingcheng.”

“He taught you the Zongxuan Sword Technique? Who is he, what is his name, where is he from, and where is he now?” Zhong Kui’s had completely sobered up, and his sharp gaze stared straight at Fan Wu She.

Xie Bi An was shocked by Zhong Kui’s sudden seriousness.

Only Fan Wu She looked as usual: “Master has never revealed his identity. After he raised me, he went off to travel the world. If it wasn’t for Song Chun Gui, I wouldn’t have known that this sword technique is called Zongxuan Sword.”

Zhong Kui’s gaze moved around Fan Wu She’s face as if trying to discern how much truth there was in these words, “Do you really not know what sword technique this is?”

Disciple doesn’t know.”

Xie Bi An asked cautiously, “Master, the Zongxuan Sword, is it impossible to practice?”

Zhong Kui pondered for a moment, “Does Song Chun Gui know your identity?”

Xie Bi An lowered his head, “He knows, it’s disciple’s fault.”

“Then it’s all the more important to make a trip to Yunding.” Zhong Kui stroked his beard, “You all know the origin of the Zongxuan Sword, right?”

“I know. Back then, with the destruction of the Song Clan, the Zongxuan Sword Technique was also lost for a hundred years, and most of the descendants of the Song Clan were living incognito and escaped liquidation, so it makes sense that someone secretly passed down this sword technique.”

“But Li Bu Yu won’t allow this sword technique to appear in this world. His family died at the hands of the Song clan. If he knows that someone exerted this sword technique, he won’t leave this matter.” Zhong Kui looked askance at Fan Wu She, “You come with me to Mount Shu and explain clearly, otherwise the consequences will be endless.”

“Yes.”

Xie Bi An originally wanted to ask Zhong Kui if he could learn the Zongxuan Sword from Fan Wu She, but now he didn’t dare to ask, “Master, Lord Li will not make things difficult for junior brother, right?”

“My disciples, he wouldn’t dare.” Zhong Kui once again gave Fan Wu She a deep look and stood up, “By the way, don’t you want the sword, follow me.”

Zhong Kui led the two people back to Zhuyeqing Hall. He first circled around in his study room, made a sudden realization, and opened a cabinet in the west, which had a bunch of weapons and magical weapons piled up horizontally and vertically. At a glance, it looked like a miscellaneous room.

Xie Bi An said helplessly, “Master, didn’t I organize it for you last year, why is it so messy again.”

“Oops, I can’t remember, probably because I drank too much and turned out to look at them and forgot to regularize it.”

“These are all good potions, weapons and magical weapons, you should treasure them more or less.”

Zhong Kui rummaged through the pile of things for some time and pulled out a sword. That sword was coated in black, the scabbard gilt in silver, embedded with precious stones. At a glance, it is worth a lot of money. He threw the sword to Fan Wu She.

Fan Wu She took the sword and pulled it out. This sword blade is like autumn frost, sharp and compelling, shining with cold silver. He said bluntly, “Good sword, thank you, master.”

“This sword is a pair with your brother’s sword, from Yushan Giant Spirit Village, named Ting Mo and Pei Xue. Both are good swords of the highest quality.”

Xie Bi An took off his own Pei Xue and compared it with Ting Mo, one was black and one was white, exactly the same shape.

Fan Wu She’s long and slender fingers lightly touch across the sword. The silver blade reflected his pair of beautiful and charming upturned fox eyes. This sword is naturally not comparable to the sword quenched by Shen Nong Ding, but it is still the best sword, and the most satisfying thing is that this sword and Xie Bi An’s are a pair.

Xie Bi An also said happily, “Great, junior brother, you should cherish this sword, it will accompany you for the rest of your life.”

Zhong Kui smiled cheekily: “At that time, the owner of the Giant Spirit Village intended to give me another sword, but I immediately fell in love with this pair of swords and asked for it, and he was heartbroken.”

“Master really has foresight.” Xie Bi An suddenly remembered something, “Oh, Master, it’s late, we still have to go to the Red King’s place, you should rest early.”

“Oh.” Zhong Kui yawned and suddenly reacted, “Why are you going to his place?”

“I met Red King at the Ghost Willow yesterday. He asked me to bring him some tea and wine.”

“Didn’t I tell you to have fewer dealings with him.”

“Disciple did not hang out with him, I ran into him at the Ghost Willow…” Xie Bi An thought about it, “He should be waiting for us there, maybe he is curious about junior brother.”

Zhong Kui grunted coldly, “Jiang Qu Lian do things sneakily, shady and unpredictable. What else did he say?”

“He didn’t say anything important. Disciple usually tries to avoid him, but he took the initiative to find me and I couldn’t brush him off. I was afraid that if I offended him, he would take the opportunity to make things difficult for junior brother.”

Zhong Kui looked at Fan Wu She: “He scared you?”

Fan Wu She said disdainfully, “He can’t scare me.”

“That man, no, ghost, he is always a ghost. A virgin boy with good roots like you is a great supplement to ghosts.” Zhong Kui pondered for a moment, and then dove into the messy cabinet. After some time, he pulled out a jingling and ringing thing.

It was a red-copper coloured rope chain, with a handle at one end and a spear at the other.

Zhong Kui said, “This is the soul hooking rope bestowed by the emperor. With it, you can travel between the human and ghost realms.”

Fan Wu She’s face was calm and unruffled, but a flash of joy passed through his eyes.

A soul weapon! This was exactly the first thing he needed.

Xie Bi An was a little flustered: “Master, the soul weapon is a magical weapon given by the emperor to the underworld generals, if official Lord Cui knows that you gave it to junior brother, I’m afraid …”

“Aiya, don’t be so afraid of Zi Yu, he doesn’t even eat people. Since Wu She has become my disciple, then it is also counted as a Yin servant, just wait for the emperor to come out and confer him a title.”

“Then, what kind of servant is he?”

Zhong Kui thought about it and suddenly clapped his hands: “Impermanence.”

“Huh?”

Zhong Kui laughed: “Right, you two can be impermanence together, one black and one white, one yin and one yang is the Dao. Who says only one person can be impermanence?”

Although Xie Bi An had been prepared for Zhong Kui’s jumpiness and unreliability for more than ten years, he was still scared to death this time. His master really treated the Underworld as his home, otherwise, how is he able to cross over the emperor to appoint as the Underworld General?

“In the future when you go harvest souls, you will have a companion, so master won’t be worried.”

“Master, this matter is not a child’s play. What if the emperor comes out…”

“That would be an unknown number of years later, why worry about that now.” Zhong Kui lazily stretched his waist, “you as a living person, in this underworld, you really need an identity, otherwise, it’ll be very dangerous. With this soul weapon, Jiang Qu Lian will not dare to touch you, and the big and small ghosts in the Underworld will also respect you.”

“Many thanks, Master.” Fan Wu She held that soul hooking rope, his heart surging.

With the soul weapon, he could travel unhindered through most of Jiuyou!

“However, the soul weapon is not an ordinary magical weapon. With a trace of the emperor’s divine thought attached, it can only be used to collect souls and travel through the Yin-Yang Monument. It must not be abused.” Zhong Kui said half-jokingly and half-seriously, “If you use it to cause trouble, don’t blame me for disregarding our master and disciple relationship and clean up the door*.”

“Disciple will remember.”

Although Xie Bi An was also worried, but when he thought about how much the emperor valued his master, almost to the point of indulgence, maybe that’s why his master was so carefree. And seeing that Fan Wu She was obviously happy, he couldn’t help but be happy for him, “Junior brother, since master has granted it to you, let’s give this soul hooking rope a name.”

Fan Wu She looked at him, the corners of his lips curved slightly: “Bieyanghong*.” A trace of affection in the depths of his pupils almost leaked out.

clean up the door* [清理门户]— to eliminate or rectify the members of the faction who had humiliated the reputation of the sect. To expel the saboteurs in the group or punish those who violated discipline in the group.

Bieyanghong*[别样红]—So…this is a “couple name” with Xie

Bi An’s Wuqiongbi [无穷碧]. Shui Qian Cheng came out with this from a poem

reference:

“接天莲叶无穷碧，映日荷花别样红“: The poem is a vivid depiction of the beauty of the West Lake in Hangzhou in summer, and is a classic work of singing about this scenery. The poem expresses the author’s admiration for the beauty of West Lake in June, and at the same time, the author is in a happy mood to send off his friend from the “different kind of red”. The reader can appreciate that the author is walking with his friend on the road while laughing and talking with him. Only with such a “laughing and joking” state of mind can one appreciate the poetic feeling of “the endless blue of the lotus leaves in the sky and the distinctive red of the lotus flowers on the sun”.