Chapter 2803

Wu Feiyan hadn't come to pay respects before Lin Zhulu's cenotaph for many years.

Although she hadn't come for hundreds of years, she could still distinguish where Lin Zhulu's cenotaph was.

Even though the tombstone of that cenotaph had been destroyed by her, and even though those grave mounds had disappeared with the passage of time, she could still find the location of Lin Zhulu's cenotaph.

Although she knew that Lin Zhulu's body was not buried here, in Wu Feiyan's heart, she still regarded this place as the closest place to her senior brother.

Her mood at this moment was both sorrowful and remorseful, and there was even a bit of resentment.

When a thousand feelings welled up, the events of the past surged into her heart like a tide in an instant.

Back then, because Wu Feiyan turned love into hate and impulsively ambushed Lin Zhulu, and Lin Zhulu disappeared from her eyes in an instant, she concluded that Lin Zhulu must have been sent to Lin Wan'er by the ring given by their master. So she hurriedly left the mountain and headed to Diannan to search.

However, the journey from the Ten Thousand Great Mountains to Diannan back then was dangerous and long, and Wu Feiyan was one of the wanted criminals captured by the Qing court. By the time she went through all the trouble to reach Diannan, Lin Wan'er had already disappeared, and Lin Zhulu had already been buried.

It was only then that Wu Feiyan learned that her senior brother, whose cultivation was even higher than hers, had actually been stabbed to death by her.

In fact, at the very beginning, Wu Feiyan hadn't really wanted to kill Lin Zhulu.

What she had thought of was just snatching away the Eternal Evergreen Pill left by their master to Lin Zhulu and that ring whose use she didn't know.

Moreover, in her view, with Lin Zhulu's strength, even if he were stabbed in the heart by her sword, he would absolutely not die because of it.

After all, Lin Zhulu also mastered Qi. Although Lin Zhulu's cultivation wasn't high at that time and his Qi wasn't refined or abundant, he could completely use Qi to temporarily stabilize his injuries and then slowly use Qi to heal and recover. It wouldn't take more than a month or two, and he would definitely be able to recover as before.

When she arrived in Diannan and inquired from many sources to learn that Lin Zhulu had already been buried, she dared not believe it was true no matter what.

However, she verified it with many people through side inquiries before finally confirming that Lin Zhulu had indeed died, and it was his daughter who had handled the funeral for him.

At that moment, Wu Feiyan was filled with regret.

But even if she regretted it more, she couldn't bring the dead back to life, so she turned her regret into anger, feeling that for the sake of a woman who had been dead for many years, Lin Zhulu would rather die than accept her sincere heart.

Subsequently, she barbarically destroyed the tombstones of Lin Zhulu and Lin Wan'er's mother, and since then, she had never come here again.

Not coming didn't mean she had already let go of Lin Zhulu in her heart.

On the contrary, more than three hundred years had passed, and she still couldn't forget that handsome, dashing, and imposing man.

At this time, Wu Feiyan, kneeling before Lin Zhulu's cenotaph, whispered emotionally, "Brother Zhulu, Feiyan still clearly remembers the situation when I first saw you;"

"At that time, Brother Zhulu was thirteen or fourteen, and Feiyan was only twelve or thirteen, but I fell in love with you at first sight;"

"From that day on, Feiyan would hope all day long that you would come to the house to find my brother. That way, Feiyan could see you once, and outside my brother's door, eavesdrop on you chatting about the great affairs of the world..."

"Hearing that Brother Zhulu wanted to abandon literature for martial arts and join the army, Feiyan also learned from others to coil up my hair, dancing with swords and spears all day long, just hoping that in the future I could be by Brother Zhulu's side, fight side by side with Brother Zhulu, and help Brother Zhulu with all my strength."

"At that time, Feiyan even felt that in this life, I should always be by Brother Zhulu's side;"

"Wherever Brother Zhulu wanted to go, Feiyan would follow Brother Zhulu;"

"Whatever Brother Zhulu wanted to do, Feiyan would accompany Brother Zhulu to do;"

"Therefore, even if it meant letting Feiyan pick up a sword and fight the Qing army on the front lines, Feiyan would have absolutely no objections;"

"Feiyan thought so in my heart, and in reality, I indeed did so;"

"From the day Brother Zhulu and my brother founded the Anti-Qing Society, Feiyan was the third member of the Anti-Qing Society;"

"At that time, Brother Zhulu and my brother strongly opposed Feiyan participating in it, but Feiyan cut my hair to show my determination, saying that no matter what, I would fight side by side with you two:"

"At that time, Feiyan said it was for the sake of national righteousness, but in fact, Feiyan was just a woman; I didn't want to care about the country or national righteousness, nor did I care whether this country belonged to the Han people or the Manchus, and I cared even less whether the emperor's surname was Zhu or Aisin Gioro. Feiyan just wanted to follow Brother Zhulu, to be by the side of the man I loved:"

"If the man Feiyan loved said that this country should belong to the Han people and the emperor should be surnamed Zhu, then Feiyan would pick up a sword with him and fight the Qing army to the end;"

"If the man Feiyan loved said that no matter whose country it was, he just wanted to lay down his arms and return to the fields to live a stable life, then Feiyan would immediately throw the sword aside and be loyal to him forever, herding horses in the southern mountains for the rest of my life;"

Speaking of this, Wu Feiyan was already streaming with tears.

She burned the last sheet of yellow paper and choked up, "Brother Zhulu, Feiyan thought that my love for you would definitely move you given time, but only at the very last moment did Feiyan realize that, Brother Zhulu, you never loved Feiyan even a little bit from beginning to end..."

"Feiyan stayed by Brother Zhulu's side from the age of twelve until forty, twenty-eight years of time, countless battles on the front lines, nine deaths and one life. During this time, countless good men poured out their hearts to Feiyan, but Feiyan never looked at any of them even once!"

"Because, from the moment Feiyan saw Brother Zhulu, until the moment Feiyan drew my sword against Brother Zhulu, in these twenty-eight years, Feiyan's heart only had Brother Zhulu alone;"

"But I didn't expect that, even though Feiyan was this humble, Brother Zhulu still remained completely unmoved..."

"Feiyan feels resentment in my heart..."

At this time, Wu Feiyan was already sobbing and could not say another word.

Ye Chen dared not use Qi and could only see Wu Feiyan's hazy back heaving, as if she were crying, but he had no way to confirm it.

Lin Wan'er on the side, although she couldn't see Wu Feiyan's back clearly, could see the mottled firelight shining from the woods, and her expression and mood were exceptionally complex for a moment.

Originally, Lin Wan'er had thought that Wu Feiyan came here to vent her anger on her father.

But she never expected that Wu Feiyan would actually bring yellow paper and wine to pay respects before her father's cenotaph.

At this time, Wu Feiyan wiped away her tears, opened the jar of old wine, poured the wine onto the burned-out yellow paper, and whispered, "Brother Zhulu, in the past three hundred-plus years, Feiyan has witnessed the rapid development of this world with my own eyes. The more this is the case, the less Feiyan wants to die;"

"But if Feiyan cannot find the Hundred-Turn Thousand-Return Pill, or the method to refine the Hundred-Turn Thousand-Return Pill, then Feiyan only has one hundred years left to live!"

"And Brother's only daughter, Wan'er, has been hiding from Feiyan for these three hundred-plus years. Actually, Feiyan has no malice toward her. As long as she is willing to hand that ring to Feiyan, Feiyan naturally won't make things difficult for her. But if she continues to hide, then Feiyan's patience will gradually be exhausted. By then, if Feiyan does something that makes Brother dissatisfied, please don't blame me, Brother."

After saying this, Wu Feiyan paused slightly and added, "By the way, Feiyan plans to go to the Ten Thousand Great Mountains next to see if I can find the secret treasure left by our master back then. If I can find it, Feiyan can live in peace with Wan'er, but if Feiyan cannot find it, then I'm afraid I can only find a way through Wan'er..."

Subsequently, Wu Feiyan poured all the wine from the jar onto the ground and whispered, "Brother Zhulu, Feiyan is leaving. After Feiyan takes the Hundred-Turn Thousand-Return Pill, I will definitely come to pay respects to you again, Brother!"

As the wine in the jar was poured out completely, Wu Feiyan slowly stood up and stepped out of the woods.

She did not look again at those noisy young people who were sighing at the morning sun, and walked down the mountain without looking back.

She would never dream that Lin Wan'er, whom she had been looking for for over three hundred years, was right there among that group of noisy young people...