Chapter 46

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Yue Yuan stood at the classroom door, took a deep breath, and firmly held the letter containing the secret that his mother had given him.

At this moment, he was completely unaware that the Crimson Serpent Fairy, Li Mochou, had already left with her senior disciple, Hong Lingbo.

One could say that what happened on the roof was a surprise to both Yue Yuan and Li Mochou. Among them, the Crimson Serpent Fairy was particularly affected. After all, due to her cultivation of poison techniques, Li Mochou was extremely sensitive. Especially in that situation, what happened was a complete surprise to her.

For a moment, her heart was in turmoil, and after much thought, she chose to escape.

After what had happened, Li Mochou had a strange aversion to Yue Yuan. Otherwise, the Moon Deficiency Sword would have been drawn, or the Five Poison Palm would have been used. However, at that time, the Crimson Serpent Fairy was flustered. Although she slapped Yue Yuan and even pushed him off the roof, she was ultimately nervous and panicked.

On the road.

Looking back, Li Mochou glanced at the distant town, where the lights were dim. Seeing that no one was chasing her, she couldn't help but let out a long sigh, touching her face, which was no longer burning. Only then did Li Mochou calm her thoughts.

Riding a donkey with her disciple Hong Lingbo, the two headed towards Xiangyang.

...

In the room.

Yue Yuan, Cheng Ying, and Lu Wushuang sat around a table, a pot of hot tea in front of them. While sipping the tea, they chatted casually.

"Thank you, Daoist Yue, for taking care of my cousin during this time!"

"I will express my gratitude with this cup of fragrant tea!"

Holding the hot tea, Cheng Ying's expression was very serious. She knew that her cousin Lu Wushuang's safety during this time was due to Yue Yuan's efforts. Otherwise, with her cousin's limited skills, Cheng Ying could imagine what fate would have befallen her.

"Helping those in need is a matter of course, Miss Cheng, you are too polite!"

Faced with Cheng Ying's gratitude, Yue Yuan naturally did not fail to show proper manners. He raised his teacup, clinked it with hers, and drank the hot tea in one gulp, smiling.

"By the way, Daoist Yue, what was the tune you taught my cousin just now?"

Cheng Ying smiled gently. No matter how the other person acted, as long as her cousin was saved, the gratitude must be expressed and remembered.

In the world of martial arts, human relationships are also very important.

Hmph!

On the side, the limping girl was very dissatisfied with her cousin's approach, especially with what Yue Yuan said, which was completely contrary to the facts!

In Lu Wushuang's view, although he did help when he saw injustice, it was definitely not by drawing his sword to help. Instead, he bullied her all the way.

During this time, although Lu Wushuang did not say anything out loud, fearing some unknown punishment, she knew that Yue Yuan was treating her like a young Taoist disciple. In her mind, Yue Yuan was a master!

Compared to the fellow Taoists on Zhongnan Mountain, Yue Yuan was far too comfortable.

The most important thing was not this, but what made Lu Wushuang resent Yue Yuan the most was that he rode a donkey while she walked, claiming it was to practice lightness skills. Additionally, he told her ghost stories one night.

After being scared that night, Lu Wushuang was on edge for several nights, even the slightest sound around her would make her hair stand on end.

And now...

One was as beautiful as a flower, with a gentle smile.

The other was as gentle as jade, courteous and polite.

It was a completely harmonious scene, perhaps the ideal of mutual respect and affection.

For some reason, looking at her cousin and then at Yue Yuan, who were discussing music, Cheng Ying felt...

Cheng Ying, having learned from the eccentric Huang Yaoshi of Peach Blossom Island, naturally had a unique understanding of music. After all, Peach Blossom Island had several martial arts techniques that used music as an attack. Therefore, Cheng Ying, one of Huang Yaoshi's most talented disciples, was not lacking in this area.

She was quite proficient in music and had her own understanding.

As for Yue Yuan, being a modern person, he had experienced rock, pop, classical, Chinese style, and countless operas. In terms of theory, Yue Yuan was unmatched in this world.

Moreover, he was also quite skilled in many instruments. Although he was not an expert, his theoretical knowledge impressed Cheng Ying greatly.

Taking the sad tune he played earlier and the whistle tune "Huan Qin" that Lu Wushuang learned, the two began to discuss the instrument combinations.

"The tune you played earlier on the leaf flute, I think it should be accompanied by the erhu and bamboo flute to better express the emotions!"

Cheng Ying closed her eyes and pondered for a moment. She was very interested in the sad tune and expressed her opinion to Yue Yuan.

Indeed, impressive!

Yue Yuan's eyes widened as he looked at Cheng Ying, admiring her musical talent. After all, she had never heard the original tune but could still come up with the best combination based on her understanding. This gave Yue Yuan a deeper understanding of this quiet girl in the world of "The Return of the Condor Heroes."

"Very good!"

"What about 'Huan Qin'?"

Nodding, Yue Yuan's face showed delight as he asked about the cheerful tune he had taught Lu Wushuang.

"Hmm..."

Cheng Ying pondered for a while, analyzed it in her mind, and then said, "I think a cheerful tune like 'Huan Qin' should be played on the pipa!"

Hearing this, Yue Yuan did not speak but gave her a thumbs up, expressing his admiration.

On the side.

Lu Wushuang, who had been silent for a while, finally felt discontent. Her cousin and Yue Yuan's conversation completely excluded her. Although she knew that Yue Yuan's comment about her musical talent was just a joke, being left out still made her uncomfortable.

"By the way!"

"Do you know what I told my cousin just now?"

Blinking her eyes, Lu Wushuang had an idea to change the topic.

"Hmm?"

"What did you tell her?"

As expected, Yue Yuan was immediately drawn into the topic, and the conversation shifted to something else.

As a man, Yue Yuan was quite interested in the private conversations between women.

Then, with enthusiasm, Yue Yuan heard Lu Wushuang say, "I just told my cousin about the evaluation of the Crimson Serpent Fairy, Li Mochou, that I heard at the inn when we first met you!"

"Flash flood..."

"The evaluation was quite vivid!"

Recalling what Lu Wushuang had just said, Cheng Ying immediately covered her mouth and laughed, her eyes filled with amusement.

Uh...

I knew that women's private conversations would never be good!

It's the same in modern times and in ancient times!

"Miss Cheng, I apologize for the joke!"

But despite the inner吐槽 (tǔcáo, meaning "complaint" or "rant"), Yue Yuan's face showed no embarrassment. He had been able to talk and laugh freely with Cheng Ying, Wanyan Ping, and Yang Guo even with the slap mark from the flash flood on his face. This small situation was nothing.

"Then, Daoist Yue, what kind of water do you think I am?"

However, after a quiet, gentle laugh, Cheng Ying removed her hand from her mouth and asked Yue Yuan this question.

Hearing this, Yue Yuan was momentarily surprised.