Back to the Countryside

Back to the Countryside

Chapter 78 :往事 

(The Past) 

Warning: Massacre, bloody description!!! 

 

He Ling was in a much higher spirits with the arrival of guests at home. After lunch, he wanted to go and help them clean up their room. Of course Qi Yue wouldn’t agree. With just one glance of him, both of them immediately shook their heads and refused He Ling’s offer, saying they could clean up themselves and didn’t need to trouble him.

 

To be honest, Yun Su had never even wiped a table since he was a child, so how was it possible for him to be able to clean the room? In the end, it was Shen Juming who had to do this kind of exhausting hard work.

 

He Ling was worried about this, as they didn’t look like people who know how to do these kinds of things, so was it really a good idea not to be concerned and leave them alone like this?

 

However, Qi Yue completely didn’t care at all, with Shen Juming around, it was unlikely for them to go so far as tearing his house down, if they couldn’t clean it up, then they didn’t need to stay here and just go back to the town!

 

To his disappointment, after a long time of ‘ping ping pong pong’ sound, both of them still managed to sort out the rooms they wanted to stay in. To be precise, Shen Juming was the one who cleaned it, Yun Su stood by and gave instructions.

 

“You’re so slow, my feet are freezing!” There was no fireplace or any kind of fire pan in the unoccupied room and it was extremely cold that Yun Su’s teeth were chattering.

 

“That’s why I told you to go and sit in the hall right? !” Shen Juming saw him shrinking miserably and reached one of his hands to touch his face, which was cold and icy.

 

Yun Su blushed instantly and hid his face in his fox-fur robe, so that he could not see him, “Shi Xiong is there, accompany Xiong Fu Lang! How could I dare to be so oblivious and go over there?”

 

Shen Juming couldn’t help but laugh. As the master of the valley’s grandson, the other party had always been a tyrant in the valley but it was only when facing Shi Xiong that he was like a rabbit that had seen a tiger, extremely well behaved! 

 

Seeing that he really believed the excuse he said, Yun Su was a little disappointed again. It was true that he was afraid of Shi Xiong but he also didn’t want to leave this man to be busy and do all the work alone. What a fool!

 

“Let’s go! It’s done over here.” Shen Juming didn’t pay attention to the other party’s expression. He led the person back to the central room. 

 

While they were working over there, He Ling had been sitting restlessly looking out from time to time, but his Xiang Gong was beside him and watching, not allowing him to move, so there was no way for him to help them.

 

He Ling was relieved to see people coming in. As they sat down, he poured some tea for them, “It’s freezing, isn’t it! Come on, have some hot tea! ”        

 

“This time, regarding the matter you guys have come to seek me, who else knows about it?” Qi Yue watched them drink their cups of tea before he opened his mouth to ask.

 

Shen Juming knew that he did not want too many people to know his whereabouts, so he put down his cup and said, “Shi Xiong, please be at ease! We have only mentioned this matter to the Valley Master. After all, we have to leave the valley for some time, so we still need to let him know.”

 

“Hn, stay here for a few days. You guys better return as soon as possible.” It was enough for them to stay here for a few days, as for anything else, he had made up his mind and would never agree to it. 

 

Yun Su held the warm cup with both hands and said hesitantly, “Shi Xiong, wouldn’t it be good for you just to take Xiong Fu Lang back to the valley to live? So why do you have to stay in such a … (place)?”

 

The latter words were swallowed back when the other party looked over at him. He was busy lowering his head and drinking the tea, secretly regretting in his heart why he had spoken so much? 

 

He Ling also only realized and understood at this time that the two of them had come not simply to pay a visit, but also to bring his Xiang Gong back. He lowered his eyes to hide the emotions inside it. 

 

He could see that both Shen Juming and Yun Su felt ‘it was such a pity’ for his husband for living in this village. He often felt that a man like him should have a more extraordinary life than to live in such a little remote village, by only being the countryman farmer. 

 

But if he let himself follow the other party out of this place and face the unpredictable life, would he really have the courage to do so?

 

Because of his thoughts wandering around, until he returned to his room and finished his dinner, He Ling was still a bit absent minded and almost bumped into the table in a daze but fortunately, he was pulled back by a hand. 

 

“What are you thinking about, you’ve been so distracted?” Qi Yue helped the person to sit on the bed and looked into his eyes worriedly. 

 

He Ling had a lot of words that he wanted to say to him, but in the end, he opened his mouth but could only ask him one question, “Xiang Gong, do you feel happy staying here?”

 

Hearing him ask this kind of question, Qi Yue knew that Yun Su’s words in the morning had caused him to let his imagination run wild so he took the other person’s hand and placed it on his chest, “How can I not be happy when I am with my Fu Lang?”

 

He Ling’s hand felt the beating of his heart. His heart was at peace but at the same time he was even more upset for him, “Xiang Gong, are you really sure that you don’t want to go back with your Shi Di? That is the life you should be having!”

 

“The life I deserve is to live peacefully with my Fu Lang for the rest of my life and to protect him.” Qi Yue caressed his face, gently rubbing his silky skin, his gaze gentle as water.

 

“If Xiang Gong is concerned about me, then there is no need!” The warmth of his palm made He Ling rub against him, “Wherever you go, I will go with you and wherever you are, I will also be there.”

 

He had thought about it carefully before. For himself, it did not matter where his home was, as long as he was with the other person and stayed together forever then no matter what kind of life they lead was a happy one.

 

Looking at him with only himself in his eyes, Qi Yue’s heart softened into a ball, he lowered his eyes and sighed, as if he had made up his mind and said softly, “Fu Lang, would you like to listen to my story?”

 

He Ling was stunned, the other man’s past was like a hidden wound that he was never willing to raise a topic about. He Ling was prepared not to probe into it for the rest of his life, but at this very moment, unexpectedly his Xiang Gong wanted to talk about it?

 

Qi Yue gently embraced him in his arms, patting the back of his shoulder with his palm and slowly spoke, “I was born into a medical influential family. My father and mother loved each other. As their only son, my parents loved me deeply and doted on me. At that time, like all children, I liked to be naughty, mischievous and always refused to learn the medical skills taught by my father meticulously, until that year when I was five years old …”

 

A middle-aged man with a gloomy expression came to their residence and asked his father to help him save his son and to provide critical care but his father refused. Because that man’s faction or sect had done many imaginable misdeeds and had a bad reputation in the Jiang Hu. Moreover, his son was not a good person either. He was a licentious man that had ruined countless girls and gers. This time, he had been seriously injured by someone who was seeking revenge on him.

 

His father had always been stubborn and he would not save anyone who he did not like even if a knife was put to his neck. That man seemed to know about this so when he was refused, he did not say anything more but turned around and left their house. 

 

But the matter didn’t end in such a simple way. That night on the same day, a group of masked men broke into their house. They killed everyone they saw, without mercy.

         

That night, his home was likened to Asura field, a field littered with corpses and a river of blood. The servants who had accompanied him to play, the housekeeper who had loved him dearly and treated him as his own grandson, were reduced to lifeless corpses.

 

His mother just barely managed to put him under the bed, so narrow that it could only contain him. The man whom he had seen during the day suddenly burst into the room, dragging his father who had only one breath left. He watched through the small gap in the draped curtain as he watched his parents being killed sadistically by his sword. However, he could not even utter a single sound.

 

At the time when a friend of his father, the Master of the Valley of the Poison Qi Valley (岐毒谷谷主) rushed over there, he was left alone, sitting blankly in front of the two already cold bodies. His stupefied face was fully covered in tears, as if he had lost his soul.

 

All those days since the first time he was brought to the valley, he had been like this, like a walking corpse. Until one day he raised his head and looked at the Master of the Valley who had come to visit him and said, he wanted to learn the skills, that he wanted to take revenge.

 

At that time, the Master of the Valley only deeply sighed as he didn’t say anything. After that, he took him with him and taught him personally.

 

Day and night without rest, the little person absorbed all that he had taught him. He even frantically tested the poison on himself, using countless kinds of □□ on himself and then solve it one by one, then the cycle came back again from the start

 

In those days, he had a very brutal nature. All the Shi Xiong and Shi Di who dared to provoke him met with his deadly blow and misfortune by chance. Fortunately, they were all saved in time and did not lose their lives and those who had suffered did not dare to seek and trouble him again.

 

When he was eleven years old, the Master of the Valley’s son and his daughter in law who went on a trip to handle some work were chased and killed, leaving behind the just five years old little boy. Looking at the other party and seeing how much he had aged in an instant, he was emotionally moved by the look on his face.

 

The master of the valley had always made an all-out effort for him but on the contrary, he had added a lot of trouble for him and had made him worry too much. He should not have been so ungrateful, thinking only of himself.

 

He wanted to avenge the murder of his family on his own. No one else was allowed to interfere or get involved in it. But for the revenge of the Master of the valley’s son, he had to make use of the power of Qi Poison Valley to seek revenge, otherwise, no one in the Jiang Hu would take them seriously anymore!

 

The master of the valley was still in the throes of losing his son, so as his personal and direct disciple, Qi Yue was in charge on his behalf, no one could argue with his decisions even if he was still a child, he was not to be underestimated. 

    

He led the disciples of the valley to uncover all those involved in the incident and strangled them all. The method was extremely ruthless and without mercy, making the Qi Du (Qi Poison) Valley which had never been involved in Jiang Hu matters become famous for once. Moreover it was a fearful one!

 

He had been a different person since then. He didn’t show off his own abilities like he used to. He started to put a smile on his face at some point, giving people a good impression at the first sight, he seemed to be very good to interact with. 

  

Of course, these were only the thoughts of the newest promoted disciples. However, those who knew that he had a lot of methods, only thought that he had become more and more unpredictable and extremely dangerous.

 

So many years had passed like this, after being completely wrapped up in his work and working so hard for so long, the time had come for him to make an end of it. On that day, without telling anyone, dressed in the entire white clothes, like a gentle and cultivated young master from the aristocratic family ; He led Mu Yan, who had accompanied him for many years, left the Qi Du Valley at a leisurely pace. 

 

“That man’s gang had hundreds of disciples up and down and I didn’t leave a single survivor alive.” Qi Yue placed his hand on the back of He Ling’s head and pressed him into his embrace, not daring to lower his head and look at his expression, “I put dozens of strange poisons on his body, all kinds of poison that mutually reinforce and neutralize each other, making him hopes for life but can’t live and even though he prays to die he can’t die, torturing him for three days and nights before taking his life.”

 

The moment his great revenge was avenged, he suddenly felt an emptiness in his heart; For many years he had only lived for revenge and when the goal that had supported him was complete, he began to feel at a loss and he didn’t know what path he should take. 

 

He let Mu Yan carry him on his back wandering aimlessly around, walking through one unfamiliar place after another, and meeting many kinds and types of people, until he came here and met his little Fu Lang. His heart was at peace, as if it were destined to be.

 

“In order to learn the art of healing and poison, I have saved and killed countless people, but I know deep down in my heart that the sins I have carried already far outweigh the merits I have accumulated.” He stared at the candle flame placed on the table, his gaze brightening and fading with the leaping flames, “Both of my hands are covered with blood, enough to throw me to the eighteenth floor of hell.”

 

He studied poison for revenge. He studied medicine for the sake of his heart that had been entrusted with (where his father placed his hope on him), that was something his father had wanted to teach him properly. Whenever he used it to save someone’s life, he would remember his father’s face. The other man smiled and told him that as a healer they should have a kind heart and that it was their duty to heal the sick and save the patients.

 

It was a pity that he probably had let his father down; he had no so-called benevolent heart and had committed countless sins. He had become the kind of man his father disliked the most.

 

Now he was telling all his cruelty to the person he loved the most. It was as if a weight had been lifted from his shoulders. If He Ling was afraid of him then perhaps he deserved this kind of punishment!