When Yu Huan arrived at Duanqing Mountain, the rainstorm suddenly became more severe. Huge raindrops fell like beads that had broken off a string, and the strong wind blew the trees all over the place, bringing down all the mud and sand from the high places. The rain swept over the sky and almost covered up all traces in front of the Tianhun Stone.
In the mud and sand, in the storm that was blowing people to the point of being on the verge of collapse, Yu Huan could not find anyone.
He couldn't find Ruan Qiuping, either injured or dead.
A small hope suddenly rose in Yu Huan's heart.
… Maybe… Maybe it wasn’t Ruan Ruan who was struck by the thunderbolt.
This secret, faint hope was torn to pieces in an instant.
In the midst of a violent storm, a group of familiar fairies stumbled towards them from a distance.
They are Ruan Shengfeng, Xia Fushui and Li Xi.
The moment he saw Yu Huan, Ruan Shengfeng rushed over with bloodshot eyes, grabbed him by the collar, and shouted through gnashing teeth: "Where is my son?!"
Yu Huan staggered back a step, his face pale, and asked, "...Are you sure...are you sure it was Ruan Ruan who was struck by the thunder?"
"How can I not be sure?! Li said it all. Qiu Ping just went to ask him how to dissolve the marriage, and in the blink of an eye, forty-nine lightning bolts fell in front of the Heavenly Marriage Stone. If it wasn't my son who suffered the lightning, then who else could have suffered it?! It was you who suffered it?!"
Li looked at Ji: "I just talked to him not long ago, but I didn't expect... I didn't expect him to act so quickly. Ruan Qiuping said that you were the one who proposed to dissolve the marriage, and didn't let me go to find you, but I thought about it and was still worried... I went to find you first, but your mansion was sealed by the barrier, and I couldn't get in. I went to Yu Mansion to look for you, but you were not there. What's going on..."
After hearing this, Ruan Shengfeng pushed Yu Huan to the ground with one palm and angrily shouted, "Since you were the one who proposed to dissolve the marriage, why don't you take the blame yourself? Let my son take the blame instead?!"
Yu Huan was unexpectedly pushed down, half of his body fell into the mud. Heavy rain fell from above his head, soaking his black hair and white clothes. The white clothes that were never stained by dust were now covered with rain and mud, making him look extremely embarrassed.
He propped himself up on the ground with his hands, and his palms were pierced by a piece of gravel, blood gushed out, but he seemed unconscious, he just raised his head to look at Ruan Shengfeng and Xia Fushui, and said in a hoarse voice: "... I will go find him, I will definitely find him. Since he was struck by lightning, if he can leave here, it means he must be alive, and Ruan Ruan must be alive."
"Don't you know there is something called a teleportation talisman in the world?" Xia Fushui gritted her teeth and threw a piece of paper soaked in water at Yu Huan. "I know my son's skills and whether he can withstand the thunder. Besides, he has already written his will!"
On the piece of paper with black words on a white background, there were only a few large characters that had been blurred by the rain and were almost out of shape.
"I'm out for fun, don't look for me."
He didn't mention destroying the marriage registration, nor did he provide any instructions for funeral arrangements.
It's as if there's nothing left in the world worth reminiscing about.
In other words, he felt that nothing in the world should linger on him.
"... When he ran away from home at the age of six, he only wrote this sentence." Xia Fushui's voice was hoarse.
Yu Huan clenched the paper tightly, and his bloody hands soon stained the paper red. He said, "... I'll go find him."
Many immortals know the art of teleportation, but writing a teleportation talisman is very complicated, so people often buy and sell teleportation talismans in the trading forest.
The rainstorm came suddenly. All the fairies in the trading forest who had the skills of water avoidance and teleportation had already left, and the remaining ones with weaker spells were trapped here.
A vendor selling magic tools took the initiative to put up a rain shelter to cover the entire trading forest. The bustling crowd crowded together, talking about something at once.
The coffin vendor sat among them, eating melon seeds with an exaggerated look on his face, talking about the sudden forty-nine thunderbolts and the sale of a coffin today, and asserted that the two events must be related.
As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Xi, who was soaking wet and looking embarrassed, appeared in front of him, and scared him so much that the melon seeds in his hand fell to the ground.
"Who came to buy the coffin?" Yu Huan asked.
"I... I don't know. That person was wearing a mask and I couldn't see clearly."
"What mask?"
"It seemed to be white. Yes, it was a mask with white tiger patterns and a gold border. I remember it very clearly. It was very beautiful..."
It was the mask he bought for Ruan Ruan that time.
Yu Huan's heart sank.
"That person... did he buy a teleportation talisman?"
"It seems he bought it. He is holding a blue amulet in his hand..."
Yu Huan staggered around and went to look for Ruan Qiuping's grave.
Although the Ruan clan has fallen, it was once a rich and powerful clan with a history of more than 100,000 years. The Ruan clan has a cemetery in the north of Qingyao Mountain, where all their deceased ancestors rest. Even a hedgehog that Ruan Qiuping once raised was buried there. However, Yu Huan did not find Ruan Qiuping's grave here.
Yu Huan came to the Blood Cloud Plum Forest that Ruan Qiuping had mentioned was very beautiful, went to the Falling Shade Coast where Ruan Qiuping had mentioned it was easy to fall asleep, went to the back mountain where he practiced martial arts every day, and finally went to the Apple Tree.
The apple tree was burying his mortal remains. Yu Huan thought Ruan Ruan hated him and wanted to stay away from him, but he never expected that he would see the soil that was so soft that it collapsed next to the apple tree that had grown to half the height of his waist.
In just that instant, sadness and panic came over him, as if fine silver needles were piercing his heart. Sharp pain began to spread from his chest, and even his fingertips began to tremble uncontrollably.
Everyone says that he is a child of destiny. Yu Huanjun, who has boundless magical powers, has even forgotten to use his magic at this moment. He kneels on the ground, trembling all over, and tries to dig up the soil with his bare hands.
His hands were covered in mud, with gravel embedded in his palms and blood oozing from his fingertips. It was not until a bluebird flew over and chirped at him that he seemed to come to his senses and used magic to remove handful after handful of dirt.
It was not until the undecorated black coffin came into view that his breathing stopped and his hands stopped in the air.
Time seemed to be paused, the green ploughbirds stopped singing after landing in the loess, and even the sound of raindrops falling on the loess seemed to slow down and become slow motion. Yu Huan heard the heavy sound of his own heart, which stopped for a moment and then began to beat wildly again.
The sky was getting light, but the heavy rain was still going on.
The huge raindrops fell into my eyes, almost blurring my vision.
Yu Huan touched the coffin lid with one finger, then he remembered that it was raining heavily. He looked up at the sky and finally remembered to use the water-avoiding technique. He cast the technique on his whole body to ensure that not a drop of water would fall on the coffin.
Then he held his breath and slowly opened the heavy coffin.
In the dark coffin, Ruan Qiuping's face was as pale as ice and snow, his body was covered with black marks, his clothes were tattered, his eyes were tightly closed, and his pale lips were filled with a trace of solidified blood.
He carried Ruan Qiuping out tremblingly and gently checked his breathing and inner elixir.
He couldn't smell his breath, and his inner elixir was about to shatter.
… Active.
But he won't live long.
Yu Huan pressed her face tightly against his. The two cold faces pressed together gave off a faint warmth. Yu Huan hugged him like this, just like they had run and hugged each other countless times before.
The sky was already bright, and many fairies who were not well-informed were crowding in front of Ji's mansion with umbrellas. When they were arguing about whether the wedding should be held or not, they suddenly saw the two people walking slowly towards them at the end of the road.
Those are the two grooms at the wedding.
They were the hosts of today's feast and should have been wearing the most gorgeous clothes, but now their bodies were covered in mud and blood. One was dying, and the other was staggering, and they looked more miserable than anyone else.
The crowd was silent for a moment, then began to talk again. Yu's mother hurried over, her face filled with anxiety: "Yu Huan, what's going on? I heard that the Heavenly Marriage Stone... has Qiu Ping..."
"Mother, please help me find the Medicine Fairy." Yu Huan said.
"Okay, okay, I'll go right away...right away."
Just as Yu Huan carried Ruan Qiuping into the gate, the half-open door was suddenly kicked open.
It's summer water.
They seemed to have just returned from Ruan Xu's cemetery on Qingyao Mountain, and their heads were covered with the blue spring leaves unique to Qingyao Mountain.
She looked at Ruan Qiuping in Yu Huan's arms, then turned to Ruan Shengfeng and said, "... bring our son back."
Ruan Shengfeng went over and snatched Yu Huan back into his arms.
Yu Huan didn't know what was going on. Not only did the person in his arms get snatched away easily, but he also fell to the ground suddenly and got hit hard.
He fell without any warning, his face was pale and he looked very weak.
Ruan Shengfeng and Xia Fushui didn't look at him again, turned around and were about to leave.
Yu Huan leaned on a pillar beside him and climbed up from the ground with some effort. His voice was low and hoarse: "Uncle and aunt... Can you wait for a moment? I'll go get some medicine for Ruan Ruan's wound."
"No need!" Ruan Shengfeng turned his head and looked at him, saying viciously, "My son doesn't need you to worry about him!"
"Some medicines are hard to come by, but they are very useful for Ruan Ruan's current situation."
Ruan Shengfeng didn't want to listen to him and turned around to leave.
Instead, Xia Fushui turned around and looked at him, saying expressionlessly, "Then I'll trouble you to go get it."
Yu Huan lowered his head, said "I'll be back soon", and walked away with deep and shallow steps.
Ruan Shengfeng glanced at Yu Huan's back and said coldly, "What a bullshit Ji, he didn't do anything, but he is so weak, who is he pretending for? He is not the one who got hit by the thunderbolt."
Xia Fushui looked down at her son.
Although he suffered forty-nine heavenly thunders, surprisingly, her son now only has a slight fever and his breathing is very weak, but fortunately his inner elixir is not damaged. Everything is fine and he will be able to recover after a period of recuperation.
After handing the medicine to Xia Fushui, Yu Huan turned around and walked back into the house step by step.
He lay on the bed somewhat weakly, and suddenly found something in the pillow poking him.
He pulled the thing out and found it was a familiar notebook.
It was the record book of good deeds that Ruan Ruan had not allowed him to see.
Yu Huan opened the notebook and turned to the first page.
Today's good news record:
The first good thing: I got a new notebook
The second good thing: Yu Huan has been awake for two days and has no after-effects.
The third good thing: we confirmed our wedding was in five days.
The fourth good thing: Yu Huan laughed many times today, and I was so happy.
The fifth good thing: I said nice things to Yu Huan again today and he was very happy to hear them.
…
The tenth good thing: I got to spend the whole day with Yu Huan today and had a great time.
…
It was like a thin thread sawing at my heart, causing waves of pain.
Yu Huan couldn't look any further, so he just closed his eyes and held the book tightly in his arms.
The body temperature continued to rise and consciousness gradually became confused.
Soon, he fainted and fell into a dark and lonely world.