Chapter 21: Finally seeing the Eastern Heretic, Huang Yaoshi

"You simply treat love as nothing. I have asked the blind." Li Mochou said dejectedly.

"Zhuang is a selfish person who always wants others to do this and that. You tell me, why should others accommodate me?"

"If I fall in love with an elegant, wealthy, beautiful, kind, generous, and clever girl, when her appearance is destroyed, she is seriously injured, depressed, and has little time left, I suppose I absolutely cannot be consistent, and at most have some pity."

"You are really honest, actually saying it so openly." Li Mochou looked at Zhuang Buran deeply.

"There is nothing that cannot be said to others." Zhuang Buran looked at the green lake water:

"Just because all who come are passersby."

Upon hearing this, Li Mochou couldn't help but feel that the green-robed youth, who seemed to be right in front of her, was actually far away in the sky.

"These words of yours, aren't they all what you thought before? What about now?"

"Your paranoia is just about love, wanting to be with your lover day and night, loving each other until old age. Zhuang is utilitarian and doesn't care about decades of wealth, peace, and happiness, or being invincible in the world."

Li Mochou's expression was strange, and she asked tentatively:

"Wealth and glory, invincible in the world, you don't want any of them. You wouldn't have the same delusions as those emperors and generals, wanting something like immortality?"

"What Zhuang wants, what does it have to do with you." Zhuang Buran said lightly:

"Later, I will walk my sunny road, and you will cross your single-plank bridge, so don't get in my way."

"Turning your face faster than turning a book. Could it be that I guessed it right?" Li Mochou's mood improved a little for the first time.

"You are always missing Lu Zhanyuan, and in your heart, you still have the thought of making him change his mind."

Zhuang Buran shrugged:

"It seems this is the power of the white moonlight."

"What do you mean?" Li Mochou asked suspiciously.

"White moonlight, the one you didn't get; regret, the one that didn't play well; other shore flower, the one you didn't dare to get; cinnabar mole, the one you got but didn't have enough of."

"Heart blood, the one you got after hurting your muscles and bones; fate tribulation, the one you got after hurting your muscles and bones; white rice grain, the one you got easily and found tasteless; mosquito blood, the one you got after paying only a little price."

Zhuang Buran turned and asked with a smile:

"Do you think Lu Zhanyuan is your white moonlight?"

"You..." Li Mochou's tone was strange: "Analyzing love to this point, I don't believe you are as heartless and unrighteous as you say."

"My head is full of love and love, Zhuang really doesn't know what to say."

Zhuang Buran's eyes flowed:

"I once experienced a dream that was like truth and illusion, dying and living hundreds of times, each time extremely decisive and ruthless, cutting myself into thousands of pieces, and from this, I realized the method of calming the heart and guarding the intention."

Li Mochou listened with her brows locked, very puzzled.

"Hibiscus white face, just a skeleton with meat; peony red makeup, a sharp blade for killing; hundred charms red face, don't know how many men have been sent away."

Zhuang Buran looked light and breezy.

"Pink skeletons are all white bones and flesh. It is not impossible to call this observation method the White Bone Observation."

"You even know the monk's mysterious White Bone Observation?" Li Mochou was astonished.

Zhuang Buran said in a somewhat troubled tone:

"Observing beauty as white bones, observing white bones as beauty, so there is no desire and no fear. Zhuang really doesn't know what it means to be moved by love now."

"The conversation is over, I'll go first."

He soared into the air, landed on a ferry, gave a few instructions to the middle-aged boatman, and the boat went far away on the big lake.

Li Mochou, standing on the side of Taihu Lake, was stunned for a while. Not knowing what she was thinking, she also jumped onto a ferry.

Before a water state, there were many fishing boats moored on the bluestone pier, and there were pavilions on the shore, and there was a huge manor.

The pavilions in the manor were exquisitely laid out, with paintings in the windows and gardens in the doors. If you jumped on the wall, you would find that the terrain was complex and the roads were winding, making people not know where they were.

At this moment, many people gathered in the manor, including the owner of the manor, Lu Chengfeng and his son, Guo and Huang, and the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan.

There were also an old man with white whiskers in a yellow short shirt and a woman with long hair draped over her shoulders, blind in both eyes, with long and sharp fingers and nails like hooks.

And Guo Jing was fighting with the old man with white whiskers.

"Rong'er, master, this old man's martial arts are mediocre. It would have been fine if he hadn't hit me just now, but after hitting me with a palm, he completely revealed his bottom line."

After Guo Jing finished speaking, he stood forward and hit the old man with white whiskers out of the door with a palm.

Not long after, a lazy and easygoing green-robed youth walked in carrying the old man with white whiskers:

"I didn't expect that Zhuang would receive a living secret manual that is barely passable upon arriving at your manor."

"Brother Zhuang, why did you come to Guiyun Manor too?" Guo Jing was surprised, his tone without any hatred for being injured earlier.

As soon as Huang Rong saw Zhuang Buran, she couldn't help but mock:

"You surnamed Zhuang, it's been many days since we last met. Could it be that you have become stupid? Can't you see that the old man in your hand is a liar?"

"The person nicknamed 'Iron Palm Water Strider' Qiu Qianren actually has an unknown twin brother named Qiu Qianzhang. Although the two are twin brothers, their personalities are completely different. One is talented, insidious, and vicious, and the other is unmotivated, lazy, and funny."

Zhuang Buran said while patting the old man with white whiskers a few times. He was immediately in unbearable pain, screaming repeatedly, and then tapped several of his acupoints, saying:

"You are an old Jianghu, so Zhuang doesn't need to say anything more."

"Understand, understand, the little one will listen to everything the young hero says." Qiu Qianzhang shrank his body and replied busily.

As Zhuang Buran swept his gaze across the crowd, Lu Chengfeng's expression was excited, and he hurriedly asked:

"May I ask which sect the young hero is from?"

"He is a martial arts genius who has no sect and is self-taught. Don't mistake him for anyone else." Huang Rong said coldly and sarcastically.

Zhuang Buran ignored it, raised his head and said loudly:

"Since Zhuang entered the Jianghu, I have learned the unique skills of the Western Poison, Northern Beggar, and Southern Emperor one by one. I wonder if I can learn the unique arts of the Eastern Heretic today?"

As soon as this was said, everyone's expressions were different, not knowing why he said this for no reason. Mei Chaofeng and Lu Chengfeng's expressions changed slightly. As disciples expelled from Peach Blossom Island, they considered themselves unqualified to represent the Eastern Heretic, but they also didn't want to weaken their master's prestige.

Among them, just as Lu Chengfeng wanted to speak, his eyes blurred, and he saw a green-robed monster guest soaring lightly, as if floating in the air. After a few leaps, he had already jumped into the door.

The visitor was tall and thin, wearing a green cloth robe, and his face was extremely strange. His two eyeballs seemed to be able to turn slightly, but apart from that, his muscles, mouth, and nose were all as stiff as wood and stone.

It was like a dead man's head mounted on a living person's body, making people feel a chill from their spine as soon as they saw it.

"Father!"

Huang Rong recognized the visitor immediately and threw herself into the green-robed monster guest's arms, crying loudly:

"Father, your face... how did it become like this?"

On the other side, Mei Chaofeng heard it, her body stiffened, and she stood in place with shame. Lu Chengfeng was both sad and happy, his emotions too excited, and he forgot that his legs were disabled, wanting to stand up and go over, but couldn't help falling to the ground.

And the green-robed monster guest, who was Huang Yaoshi, took off the human skin mask on his face and revealed his original appearance.

Suddenly, except for Mei Chaofeng and Ke Zhen'e, a strange look appeared on the faces of the others.

Similar robes, similar appearance. If the green-robed youth were not younger and taller than Huang Yaoshi, it would be no different from being the same person.

Immediately, Huang Rong finally asked the most confusing question of these days:

"Father, besides me, your daughter, do you have a son?"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 22 =====