Chapter 247 Morning Light at the Mountain Gate
Chapter 247 Morning Light at the Mountain Gate
"Xiao Lu?" Wei Qingyi was somewhat surprised. Her cool eyes swept over Feng Xiao Lu's outfit, and her brows furrowed slightly.
"You're back! Why didn't you tell me beforehand!" Feng Xiaolu rushed over, grabbed Chen Anran's arm, and looked him up and down. "Huh? Junior Brother, why do you look a little pale? Didn't you sleep well?"
Chen Anran felt the warmth of her palm as her arm was held. Hearing this, she subconsciously avoided her probing gaze and said with a light smile, "It's nothing, just a bit bumpy on the road, I didn't get enough rest."
He had barely finished speaking when he felt Wei Qingyi's gaze fall upon him, a gaze tinged with reproach, as if to say he shouldn't have concealed the truth. Chen Anran turned his head slightly, giving her a reassuring look, indicating that he knew his limits.
Feng Xiaolu wasn't so easily fooled. She wrinkled her nose and moved closer, her nose almost touching Chen Anran's cheek, sniffing like a wary little animal: "Something's not right. You still have a faint smell of blood on you. Are you injured?"
Seeing that she couldn't hide it any longer, Wei Qingyi simply said, "I encountered an ambush on the way and suffered some internal injuries. I've already had Fellow Daoist Feng Changyuan examine me, and there's nothing serious. I just need to rest for a few days."
"An ambush?!" Feng Xiaolu's voice instantly rose, her grip on Chen Anran's arm tightened, and her eyes widened. "Who did this? Was it those evil cultivators from before? How dare they!"
The surrounding tourists were drawn to her startled breathing and turned to look.
Chen Anran quickly patted the back of her hand and lowered his voice, saying, "Don't get excited, it's all resolved. The mastermind is Fifth Master Liu from the Liu family in Xiangxi, and he's already been handed over to Shen Zui in the Miscellaneous Affairs Department."
"Fifth Master Liu?" Feng Xiaolu's expression changed. "The Liu family of Xiangxi? Why would he be targeting you?"
"It's all because of what those evil cultivators said in public when the earth dragon surged." Wei Qingyi's cold voice carried a hint of chill. "He mistakenly thought that Senior Sister had a special constitution and wanted to kidnap her, so he attacked us first."
Feng Xiaolu then realized what had happened, patted her chest in lingering fear, and said angrily, "That old bastard! How dare he plot against our Yunyin Sect! When my cultivation is higher, I'll definitely go to Xiangxi and demand an explanation!"
Zhao Mengmeng, who was listening nearby, was terrified and quickly tugged at Feng Xiaolu's sleeve: "Third Uncle-Master, please don't be impulsive. Master is alright now, the most important thing is for him to rest and recuperate."
Chen Anran nodded: "Mengmeng is right, this matter is over. Let's go back up the mountain first, so as not to worry our senior sister."
"Yes, yes, let's go back up the mountain!" Feng Xiaolu immediately chimed in, and then helped Chen Anran up the mountain. She hurried along, forgetting all about going to the internet cafe.
Seeing this, Feng Lie shook his head helplessly, thinking to himself, "Little Deer, your house is about to be robbed," and then followed after them.
The group walked through the bustling crowd and headed towards Yunyin Mountain.
On the way back to Yunyin Mountain, the crowds gradually thinned out. Passing through the antique-style archway at the outermost edge of the resort, a winding stone path leads uphill, flanked by towering ancient trees and the deep chirping of birds, isolating the noise from below.
Feng Xiaolu still clung to Chen Anran's arm, chattering on about the details of their trip to Lincheng, especially the ambush. When she heard that Chen Anran and the others had returned last night and were still receiving treatment at "Feng's Hundred Herbs Pavilion," she couldn't help but glare at Feng Lie with resentment.
"You, as the older brother, why didn't you tell me about this happening to my junior brother?"
Feng Lie was speechless after being glared at by his sister. His face turned pale and then red. He stammered, "I...we were just thinking that Fellow Daoist Chen needs to rest and we were afraid that if you found out, you would get anxious and upset, which would disturb his rest..." As he spoke, he stole glances at Chen Anran, his eyes full of pleading.
Seeing this, Chen Anran gently patted Feng Xiaolu's hand and said softly, "Third Senior Sister, it's not Feng Lie's fault. I told them not to say anything. The injury is indeed not serious. Look at me, I'm perfectly fine now." As he spoke, he deliberately straightened his back to show that he was no longer seriously injured.
Feng Xiaolu looked him up and down suspiciously a few more times. Seeing that his face was still a little pale, but his eyes were clear and his breathing was steady, she was slightly relieved. But she still said rudely, "Hmph, if you hide anything from me again, I'll tear your ears off!" As she spoke, she deliberately glared at Feng Lie.
The group climbed the stone steps, and the higher they went, the denser the spiritual energy became, and the fresher the air. Ancient trees lined both sides, and occasionally a squirrel would leap from the branch, curiously observing them.
After walking for about fifteen minutes, the gate of the Cloud Hidden Sect came into view, hidden in the bamboo forest ahead.
At the end of the stone steps leading to the mountain gate, the weathered plaque bearing the inscription "Yunyin Sect" hangs quietly in the morning light. Moss creeps through the cracks in the stone steps, and two stone kylins guard either side, their mottled claw marks bearing witness to the passage of time.
Su Wan stood under the old locust tree inside the mountain gate. She held a bamboo broom in her hand, seemingly sweeping fallen leaves, but she had stopped and was looking down at the group of people approaching from below the stone steps.
"Senior Sister!" Feng Xiaolu, with her sharp eyes, spotted Su Wan from afar and immediately waved, her voice clear and crisp, "Junior Brothers are back!"
Su Wan put down the broom and quickly walked down a few steps to greet him. Her gaze first fell on Chen Anran's face, carefully examining his complexion. "You're back. Was the journey smooth?"
Her voice was gentle, as always, but Chen Anran could hear the concern beneath that gentleness.
"Everything went smoothly, Senior Sister." Chen Anran smiled, straightened up slightly from Feng Xiaolu's support, indicating that she was alright. "Grandma Han's birthday banquet was very lively, and I met many fellow Daoists from all sides."
Wei Qingyi stepped forward and said softly, "Senior Sister."
Su Wan smiled gently at Wei Qingyi, "It's good that you're back." Then, she stepped aside to make way, "Don't stand at the door, come inside and talk. Have you had breakfast? I made some yam porridge, it's keeping it warm on the stove."
"I already used it at the hotel, Senior Sister," Chen Anran replied, following Su Wan as she stepped onto the last few stone steps and entered the mountain gate. The familiar fragrance of herbs and trees, along with the faint scent of incense, filled his nostrils, finally allowing his tense mind to completely relax. He was home.
The group walked through the front yard and headed towards the main room, which served as the living room. Feng Xiaolu was still holding Chen Anran's arm, chattering away about why the resort down the mountain was overcrowded.
It turns out that Wang Rui and his two friends called over a filming team from Xingrui Pictures and released a documentary and a series of short videos filmed at Yunyin Mountain while they were shooting.
Not only does it introduce the natural scenery of Yunyin Mountain and the features of the "Yunyin Immortal Traces" resort, it also intersperses many lighthearted and interesting daily scenes, such as Jiang Yun making small magical pendants in the "Spiritual Workshop", the Feng brothers identifying herbs in the Hundred Herbs Pavilion, Qi Lan playing with cats, the pet supply shop at Lingdang Stone, and the side hall halfway up the mountain where many statues of gods are enshrined...
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