Chapter 31: CH 29

Flying Dust [Fei Chen]

Chapter 29

Mo Fei Chen looked at him as Jun Wushuang sat down beside him, lifted one of his legs and took off his shoes. Mo Fei Chen tried to pull his leg back, but Jun Wushuang clasped his knee and squeezed it along the inside of his knee towards the heel.

“It won’t hurt anymore tomorrow morning.” Jun Wushuang’s tone was rarely relaxed, Mo Fei Chen did not say anything,so as not to provoke him.

The waiter knocked on the door and brought the food.

Jun Wushuang moved the table to the bedside, set the bowl and chopsticks for Mo Fei Chen and said, “Eat.”

Mo Fei Chen took a look at the one vegetarian dish, steamed osmanthus fish, crab tofu and a plate of sliced tripe in black bean sauce.

The porridge was still a bit hot, so Mo Fei Chen took a bite of the dish and then ate it up. Jun Wushuang paid for it, so it was a no-brainer not to eat it.

However, it seemed that the person who paid for the dish had no intention to move his chopsticks. Mo Fei Chen didn’t want to pay attention to him, only care or enjoy the food by himself, when he burped and put down his chopsticks, the dishes on his plate were all messed up.

Mo Fei Chen touched his mouth and lay down on the bed, turning his body over, his back facing the outside.

Jun Wushuang didn’t bother him and just ate the rest of his meal elegantly.

At night, when Jun Wushuang took off his outer garment and tried to sleep, Mo Fei Chen curled up in a ninth (九)character, so Jun Wushuang could only lie beside him on the edge of the bed. He did not push Mo Fei Chen, who was actually very nervous at the moment, for fear that he might do something to him.

Jun Wushuang only stretched out his hand to hold him and his forehead seemed to be resting on the back of his neck.

“Do you know why I’m called ‘Wushuang 1[無霜: Wu Shuang means frost-free or frostless]‘?”

Mo Fei Chen didn’t say a word,  ‘Whether your name was Wushuang or Pishuang 2[(white) arsenic; or arsenic trioxide (As2O3)],, you’re a bastard,anyway!’ 

“Shi Fu said that it was late autumn and the ground of Xiu Shui Palace was often covered with thick frost. I was left outside the palace gate and was seen by my Shi Jie3[Shi Jie :  Senior (female) fellow apprentice, in here is Senior martial sister] who took me in. Shi Fu held me, coaxed me, and I laughed. When the sun came out, the frost melted away. So Shi Fu gave me a name, it’s called Wushuang.”

Mo Fei Chen took a breath and didn’t make a sound. He suddenly remembered the back (figure) of the woman who had left her on the seat and turned her back many years ago. It turned out that Jun Wushuang and he were the same, they had both been abandoned.

“Fei Chen, I’m not a good person. I’m not a big-hearted person either. There are many things that others have that I don’t have. So I’ll be jealous and want to have it or I’ll let others not have it, so I don’t have to be jealous anymore.”

Jun Wushuang’s breath sprayed onto Mo Fei Chen’s skin, very deep and used too much force.

The next morning, he was called up by Jun Wushuang and the two of them continued their journey.

As the carriage passed the market, Mo Fei Chen looked out of the window and saw many stalls selling snacks, such as mochi cakes ah, taro shortbread ah, chestnuts roasted (in sand) with brown sugar and so on. He wanted it, but when he thought of Jun Wushuang driving in front of him, he didn’t want anything anymore.

He didn’t expect to see Jun Wushuang stopping a few times, he bought a lot of snacks. He seemed to know that Mo Fei Chen didn’t want to talk to him, so he just threw the snacks into the carriage, “When I used to go to the market with you, you could eat these things non stop.”

Mo Fei Chen pursed his lips, he never thought that Jun Wushuang could remember his many little habits clearly.

For example, when Mo Fei Chen was restless or overactive again he would threaten to tap Mo Fei Chen’s acupuncture points if he wanted to run away again, when he ordered food, he knew that Mo Fei Chen had to have meat and now, he even remembered exactly what he liked to eat.

Mo Fei Chen’s heart was suddenly in disorder, if only Jun Wushuang was a big girl, even if he was sometimes mean and sometimes being too bad, he probably would still be happy right now.

In the evening, they put up at the inn for the night again. Mo Fei Chen knew that Jun Wushuang did not want him to bear hardship and suffer, otherwise he would have been able to reach Ding Chan temple in the middle of the night without stopping.

At night, Mo Fei Chen was still being held by Jun Wushuang in his embrace which made Mo Fei Chen somewhat not know whether to laugh or to cry. Jun Wushuang was like a child who had a toy and would not let go of it even in his dreams. Unfortunately, Mo Fei Chen was in a hurry to pee, therefore he could not hold it in any longer.

He had just lifted Jun Wushuang’s arm, however, the other party unexpectedly already woke up, “What’s wrong?”

“I’m going to the thatch.” Mo Fei Chen stepped over the person who was blocking the door and headed for the door, not expecting him to follow him immediately, “No way, dude (Lao Xiong4[老兄 aka Lao Xiong is a familiar form of address between male friends, it means brother; man; old chap; buddy; mate, etc]), I’m really just going to the toilet!

The other party put his outer garment on his shoulder and said softly, “It’s cold, put your clothes on before you go.”

Mo Fei Chen was in the toilet, turned the water on and when he thought that Jun Wushuang was standing outside, he almost couldn’t pee.

He understood that Jun Wushuang was an absolute possessive person. 

Mo Fei Chen sighed and said, “Jun Wushuang, why are you doing this (and making yourself suffer)? I think Liu Feiying has high expectations for you in the Xiu Shui Palace and you might even be a Palace Master (Leader) in the future… A real man should be able to take what he wants and let go of it, what’s the point of pushing me so hard?”

“Xiu Shui Palace?” Jun Wushuang shrugged his shoulders and smiled. Under the silver moon, he looked incomparably gloomy and even colder, “My big Shi Jie, Liu Feiting is Shi Fu’s niece and according to the order of precedence, she will be the Palace Master of Xiu Shui Palace. Have you ever met a man who became the Palace Master? Even if Shi Fu wants me to inherit the sect, but if the other Shi Shu and Shi Bo don’t agree, what can she do? Look at Lu Qingmo, he is more way talented than Wen Qian Liu, but the one who inherits the Mu Yun ShanZhuang still his Shi Xiong, Wen Qian Liu?”

“Do these false reputations matter? Without Xiu Shui Palace, don’t tell me that you can’t even be Jun Wushuang? I’ve been thinking that you, this person, are not even an elegant gentleman who abides by the rules of etiquette, yet why do you have to pretend to be a good and well-behaved disciple in front of your Shi Fu and fellow martial artists?”

“That’s right! I am a person who differs from what it seems! What I want yet I can’t have it!”

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Mo Fei Chen stepped forward, patted him on the shoulder and said, “If you find yourself nobody in life, you might as well wear your hair long and set sail for fun tomorrow.”5[人生在世不稱意，明朝散髮弄扁舟 : Since the world can in no way answer our craving, I will loosen my hair tomorrow and take to a fishing boat.]

Jun Wushuang bowed his head and held his fingers tightly, “Then will you stay with me then?”

“Just forget it.” Mo Fei Chen shook his head. Only then did he realize how persistent Jun Wushuang was. He recited that poem for him merely because he wanted him to let go of Xiu Shui Palace and release him completely, so the person could live a better and relaxed life, “Tomorrow we still have to go to the Ding Chan Temple.”

When Jun Wushuang heard him say “we”, a big smile appeared on his face, “Okay, it’s too late now, then let’s go to sleep.”

Actually, what Mo Fei Chen was thinking was that once Jun Wushuang had finished what Liu Fei Ying wanted him to do, he could leave quietly, even if Jun Wushuang did come to Mount Kun Yun, he would have plenty of places to hide, not to mention he still have He Yunfeng!

The next day, at noon, they arrived at the Ding Chan Temple.

It was a thousand-year-old ancient temple at the foot of Mount Kong Ming. Unlike the Shaolin Temple in the other world, Ding Chan temple had a more ethereal atmosphere.

Each ancient tree has its own form and the angle of the temple’s eaves leaves a large shadow on the ground, with smoke and the sound of Buddhaghosa. Many of the disciples were sitting in the main hall, meditating with a clear expression, as if they were never disturbed by the worldly world outside.

Jun Wushuang and Mo Fei Chen were sitting in the Buddha Hall and then a little novice buddhist monk came to serve them two cups of tea.

When Wu Liang Chanshi entered, he nodded slightly and chanted, “Amitabha6[Amitabha means may Buddha preserve us]“.

Jun Wushuang recounted what they had gone through with Liu Feiying in detail and mentioned that Liu Feiying had given him the jade key.

When he learnt that Liu Feiying might no longer be alive, he simply said, “Everything is a destiny. I wonder what patron Jun’s plans are for that key?”

Jun Wushuang also bowed, “My Shi Fu intention should be to give the key to the Great master (Da Shi) for safekeeping. But before handing it over, this junior wants to be sure that the man is still in the temple and is being well guarded.”

Wu Liang Chanshi nodded, “Yes, you can but benefactor Mo must stay here.”

Mo Fei Chen nodded his head, this was just what he wanted, he planned and wanted to slip away while Jun Wushuang was away.

Before Jun Wushuang left, unexpectedly he whispered in his ear, “If you dare to run away, I will go to your Kun Yun Mountain and tell your Shi Fu and your Shi Xiong and Shi Di that you are mine.”

Mo Fei Chen grinned, “As for that? It’s not like you’ll be gone for too long.”

Only then did Jun Wushuang follow Wu Liang Chanshi.

But he mistakenly thought about Mo Fei Chen’s sense of shame and reputation, even if Jun Wushuang painted a pornographic picture of himself and him that night and sold it to the whole world, Mo Fei Chen didn’t care, as long as he didn’t care, it would be pointless for others to bring it up.

Although he said he was leaving, Mo Fei Chen Indisticly still felt a little worried about Jun Wushuang in his heart.

He saw a small bamboo grove outside the Buddha Hall, so he cut off a small section of bamboo when no one was looking and used his inner strength to split it into two bamboo tablets, using his fingers, he wrote on one piece, ‘人生在世不稱意’ and the other one reads, ‘明朝散髮弄扁舟’. 7[人生在世不稱意，明朝散髮弄扁舟 : Since the world was in no way answer our craving, I will loosen my hair tomorrow and take to a fishing boat.]

He only hoped that when Jun Wushuang saw the two bamboo tablets he left behind, he could let go of his obsession…and let things relax and take things less seriously for himself. 

The moment he put the bamboo plate on the table and was about to turn around to leave, he heard the sound of a fight coming from a distance.

The clash of swords Qi was so strong that even the Buddha Hall trembled with it.

Could it be that it was Kemoluo who came? It’s not possible ah! No matter what, this place is still the Ding Chan temple, does Kemoluo have the guts to do so?

“Go, quickly! Go and help the master! The villains of the Jing Shui Sect are here!”

A monk ran to the incense hall, he was about to inform his fellow monks who were meditating when suddenly the disciples of Jing Shui Sect, dressed in black, swarmed out from the eaves and outside the grey walls in all directions, the enemy turned out coming in full force or full strength. 

What’s going on? Mo Fei Chen pinned the bamboo tablet to his waist and ran with the flow of people to the place where the sounds of fighting were coming from.

As he watched, a powerful sword Qi streaked through the sky like a sword that broke through all restrictions. The Buddha Hall where Mo Fei Chen had just been was instantly reduced to nothing.

That was Jun Wushuang’s Shu Xin Sword! However, the power of the sword was simply incomparable to his usual one.

Moreover, who is he fighting with? Is it Leng Yufang?

Mo Fei Chen used his “Ride the Wind” to arrive at the Fu Mo8[伏魔 Fu Mo means overcome or defeat the evil spirit or demon] Courtyard.

Jun Wushuang’s sword Qi was surging, dragging up his white clothes and the person he was facing was Wu Liang Chanshi!

At this moment, Leng Yufang was carrying a man with knee-length hair and a blank face who seemed completely unable to move. .

Jun Wushuang sent another sword Qi bursting into the air, unexpectedly it was pointing at Wu Liang Chanshi!

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