Dusk Returns to the Ruined Building

Chapter 1121 Love's Threads Unbroken Amidst the Misty Rain

Inside the Half-Love Pavilion, Shen Yichen was of course defeated. It wasn't that he was heartless, but rather that he had three hearts. Shen Yichen simply couldn't see through himself!

However, inside the Half Love Pavilion, it had become a painting, a painting of Shen Yichen by Mu Qingxue.

It wasn't Shen Yichen whom I met by sword, nor Shen Yichen whom I reunited with in Luowu, but the young man on the summit of Cangyu Peak.

When I first met you, you were a young man; we met on a mountaintop in the third month of spring!

In the painting, Shen Yichen has delicate features, a hint of cunning in his smile, and a touch of innocence beneath his tattered clothes.

Mu Qingxue wrote two words in the painting: Worry-free!

"Mu girl, are you sure this is him?"

Not only did Jian Chenqing question it, but Shen Yichen himself was also somewhat dazed. The person in the painting was himself four years ago, but Shen Yichen felt so unfamiliar with him.

"Amitabha Buddha, is it time that changes people, or the world that changes people? The chosen one, changes himself, changes others, changes the masses, changes the world!"

After Xiaoyou finished speaking, she slowly walked to the windowsill and murmured softly:

"The world has changed!"

Shen Yichen ignored Xiao Youxin's words. He looked at his past self and frowned in deep thought.

After a long while, Shen Yichen murmured:

What exactly do they want to remember?

Shen Yichen understood somewhat why there were two paintings in the house, and why his parents often seemed to be lost in thought.

His father and mother both wanted to remember their past selves, but they could never go back. Moreover, Shen Yichen vaguely felt that his parents' original intentions were reflected in those two paintings!

Mu Qingxue was also looking at Shen Yichen in the painting. This was not only the Shen Yichen in her memory, but also the Shen Yichen she wanted. This was also the beginning of her Wuyou Palace.

Wuyou Palace is not just Shen Yichen's brothel, but also a place where Shen Yichen is carefree!

Jian Chenqing gazed quietly at the two characters "Wuyou" in the painting. After a long while, she patted Mu Qingxue on the shoulder.

"Silly girl, sometimes being carefree can be a shackle!"

Jian Chenqing lived a carefree life in the Purple Rhyme Divine Pavilion for decades, but now she has entered the martial world again, and every step she takes is fraught with worry!

"You old hag, you don't understand me!"

"Perhaps. Let's go. The storm is coming to Luowu Ancient City. We need to leave here first. I'm hungry!"

Mu Qingxue slowly put away the painting, and she noticed that Shen Yichen was looking at her affectionately.

Mu Qingxue was slightly taken aback. She felt a little shy and lowered her head.

"Qingxue, it turns out that it really was love at first sight between us. The painting I made inside the Fuxi Path was of you on the top of Cangyu Peak!"

"Ugh, you...didn't you already tell me that?!"

"How about you two go to bed and put on another show?"

Jian Chenqing is really despicable!

Shen Yichen and Mu Qingxue cursed in unison:

"roll!"

The three of them left together.

Xiao Youxin wasn't in a hurry, and the three of them didn't seem to call him.

After Shen Yichen and the other two left, Xiao Youxin walked slowly to the round table. A wisp of white Buddhist light appeared in his hand, and with his eyes slightly closed, he drew a picture.

With just a few strokes, Xiao Youxin sketched out Shen Yichen's appearance. This painting is really strange; it has no heart or face, yet it is Shen Yichen!

When Xiao Youxin opened her eyes, her brows furrowed slightly.

"Why can't I see through him? How strange!"

Xiao Youxin wrote a line of words next to the portrait:

"Change yourself, change others, change the masses, change the world!"

Xiao Youxin put down her pen and shouted loudly:

"Sister Xue, wait for me!"

People say that spring is in full bloom in Luoyang, but when I came, it was drizzling!

Not long after Shen Yichen and his companions left Banqing Pavilion, it started raining in Luowu Ancient City.

A light drizzle fell continuously.

Pedestrians hurried along the street, and rain curtains rose from the roadside.

Jian Chenqing wanted to find a restaurant to have a big meal, but Shen Yichen and Mu Qingxue walked very, very slowly.

Shen Yichen and Mu Qingxue held hands under an umbrella in the misty rain; how could they bear to leave so quickly!

This is the kind of life Shen Yichen wanted in the martial arts world: amidst the everyday joys and sorrows of life, the two of them were curious about everything, eating whatever was sold on the street, feeding each other bites, completely ignoring Jian Chenqing and Xiao Youxin!

Jian Chenqing was initially angry, but gradually she accepted it. Looking at the two people smiling sweetly under an umbrella in the rain, Jian Chenqing's thoughts seemed to return to decades ago.

Murong Lubo and she once strolled together in the misty rain in the ancient city of Luowu.

"The colors of human life, the difficulties of love in this mortal world, senior, do you think they have a good future?"

"Little Youxin, why are you following the Chosen One? Changsheng Temple is a secluded Buddhist temple; it would never interfere in matters of the martial world!"

"Since Changsheng Temple is located in the martial world, how could it possibly be a place for secluded cultivation? The Buddha said, 'If I don't go to hell, who will?' The disciple my master has been searching for for a hundred years is definitely not someone I'm meant to sit in front of the Buddha, forever facing the green lamp!"

"Now that the Holy Monk Dilan has found his successor, why is he still wandering the martial world?"

"Amitabha Buddha, this is the reason and doubt that led me to enter the martial world. Senior, what is your purpose in returning to the martial world?"

Jian Chenqing didn't respond, because she herself didn't know.

"Hey, do you two even know how to eat?"

Jian Chenqing stepped forward and stopped the two foodies who were deeply in love.

Shen Yichen and Mu Qingxue were eating something called "love melon." Neither of them knew what it was, but it was very sweet.

Do you know why it's called the Love Melon?

Jian Chenqing slowly pried open a bright red, oval-shaped love melon with her hands, and then slowly pulled it to the left and right with both hands.

Shen Yichen and Mu Qingxue were surprised to find that many, many threads had appeared between the two ends of the silk gourd.

The silk melon truly has silk threads of affection!

It gets longer and longer, thinner and thinner as it's stretched.

"What are you standing there for? Start eating from one side, slowly, don't let the bond break!"

Shen Yichen and Mu Qingxue were taken aback upon hearing this, and were slightly embarrassed. However, the two of them still walked to Jian Chenqing's left and right sides, carefully took half of the love melon, and ate the love threads little by little towards the middle.

Jian Chenqing held an umbrella, which perfectly concealed all traces of her emotions.

Shen Yichen and Mu Qingxue gazed at each other affectionately, carefully moving closer to the center while eating.

The honeydew melon is so sweet, its sweetness has touched our hearts!

Jian Chenqing's smile contained both bitterness and sweetness. Back then, the love between her and Murong Lubo was very deep, and the length of the love thread was exactly the width of a long street.

It's a pity that the threads of love, though long, are hard to untie!

Just as Shen Yichen and Mu Qingxue's red lips were about to touch, a water sword flew over from the misty rain. It was initially a small sword, but by the time it reached the three of them, it had become a giant sword!

"Little Youxin, are you blind?! Aren't you going to help your Sister Xue?"

None of the three, including Jian Chenqing, could move. If they did, the bond between Shen Yichen and Mu Qingxue would be severed.

"Amitabha Buddha, the Buddha emphasizes following the will of Heaven and accepting fate. Everything has a cause and effect. A marriage that is forced will never be obtained!"

Xiao Youxin still made a move, clasping her hands together, and a protective white Buddhist light blocked the condensed water giant sword.

Shen Yichen and Mu Qingxue were delighted and quickly headed towards the center to eat.

It's a pity that the love threads of the love gourd have broken!

Shen Yichen and his companion were still affected and became somewhat anxious.

Shen Yichen and Mu Qingxue were both furious as they stared at the love melon hanging from each other's lips!

"what……"

Mu Qingxue roared, and demonic light surged around her.

"Water condenses and takes shape, from the Su family of Longyuan!"

"Miss Mu, how have you been? Since ancient times, good and evil have been opposed. Your actions are inappropriate!"

In the misty rain of the long street, a handsome young man carrying a floral umbrella walked by, dressed in purple, his beautiful eyes smiling.

Mu Qingxue was slightly taken aback!

"Su Guangchao!"

"Miss Mu, it's been two years since we parted ways at Beiming Mountain. Is the man you've been searching for him?"

Mu Qingxue smiled slightly!

"Yichen, this guy is pursuing me, what should I do?"

Shen Yichen was furious. Although he knew that Mu Qingxue was deliberately provoking him, Mu Qingxue was already his woman!

"Do you want him dead, or crippled?"

"Then it depends on how much you love me!"

"Mu girl, are you crazy? He knows nothing about the ways of the martial world, are you really going to trick him like this?"

Jian Chenqing reached out to stop Shen Yichen, but Mu Qingxue just stared at him quietly, showing no intention of giving in.

"Sister Qing, move aside! I must tell the world that Mu Qingxue is my woman!"

Upon hearing this, Jian Chenqing frowned, turned to look at Shen Yichen, and asked in surprise:

"You're thinking of telling the Ji family, aren't you?"