This startled reaction was particularly interesting and cute in An Qi's eyes. I can only say that Ji Lin got it right.
An Qi chuckled and didn't ask Fu Hua any more questions. She just threw herself into her arms like a little bird, revealing a contented smile.
"He is a considerate and sensible child. At least this time, his vision is not bad."
Cang Xiaoxuan watched from the side, nodded with a smile, and his already high opinion of An Qi quietly increased a little bit.
……
Taixu Mountain is a remote mountain far away from the human world. No one has known its exact location since the Seven Sons of Taixu. In addition, due to the long-term maze of shadows, this place has remained a corner that cannot be reached by civilization.
Therefore, it is particularly quiet and integrated into nature.
An Qi smelled the very fresh air, took a deep breath subconsciously, and then squinted her eyes comfortably.
"This is, Taixu Mountain?"
"Well, this is where I, Master, live. I have spent a long time here. Although most of my memories have been lost, I am familiar with this place and much of it has been integrated into my body's instincts."
"Is Master really immortal? Is it from practicing the Taixu Sword Qi?"
"No, it should be said the other way around. I first gained this terrifyingly long lifespan, and then I created the Taixu sword energy I have today."
Fu Hua replied, with a hint of sadness on her face.
Immortality is not a good thing. At least for Fu Hua, it is just endless torture. Even if her memory is incomplete, she can feel the lingering loneliness and pain.
Ji Lin suddenly bumped over at this moment.
"Welcome home, Iris!"
She kissed Fu Hua on the face without any hesitation.
Anqi turned her head immediately, her eyes suddenly widened.
Fu Hua's face turned red, and she tried hard to push Ji Lin away, but failed. She could only watch Ji Lin rubbing against her body, and then - she suddenly forgot the sad mood that she had just recalled.
"Ji Lin, don't be like this."
"What does it matter? We are all back home!"
"I know you were more open-minded back then, but things are different now. There are children here!"
"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot. Little Anqi, we haven't met formally yet. I am Ji Lin, one of Chiyi's best friends. We met last time. According to the rules, you can call me Shi Niang!"
Ji Lin puffed out his chest proudly, but still held Fu Hua's waist and rubbed her chest constantly.
'Shame on you! That's my master!'
"You are my lover too, there is no conflict!"
'Damn it, I'm so jealous, I also want to try Master's lips, but I already have Jizi.'
'I haven't even talked about you yet! Apart from that bastard Tachibana Yuki, you are the happiest one among us, hanging out with so many beautiful girls every day, but for me, I can only hug Akashi at this time to relieve my loneliness.'
The two looked at each other, one with his mouth open blankly, the other with a bright and brilliant smile, and they silently communicated their feelings to each other.
"Okay, what are you lingering at the door for? Come inside, it's almost time for breakfast."
Cang Xiaoxuan floated beside the wooden door and said with amusement.
Yeah, I'm home.
Fu Hua looked at the wooden house that looked like a Taoist temple, then glanced at Ji Lin, An Qi and Cang Xiaoxuan around her, and a different feeling suddenly emerged in her mind.
For many years, she had come here out of habit. The clean and simple courtyard and buildings gave her a cold touch, empty and deserted, like a vast prison that she could not escape from.
But now, it seems different.
Fu Hua took An Qi's hand.
"Come on, Anqi, Master will take you to see my home. In the future, this will also be your new home!"
Fu Hua extended an invitation to her beloved disciple, and her face, which used to be mostly indifferent and calm, now blossomed into a clear smile like a blooming lotus.
Cang Xiaoxuan's eyes moved, revealing a relieved smile in her eyes - after she left, Elmhead had experienced a lot, but now it seems that everything is not so bad. For Cang Xiaoxuan, this has already made her very satisfied.
An Qi was also moved by this beautiful smile and silently tightened Fu Hua's hand.
"Ji Lin, our coming to this world is indeed meaningful, right?"
'I think so too.'
An Qi and Ji Lin smiled at each other, then held Fu Hua's hands on the left and right and walked into the Taoist temple together.
Chapter 171 Listening to Fu Hua's stories from the past
Cang Xiaoxuan meets Chiyi again, and Taixu Mountain is happy to have a new baby.
These are all good news, so the house is particularly lively tonight.
Sisters Cang Xiaoxuan, Fu Hua and Ji Lin gathered around the exquisite bowl of dragon-carved tofu on the table, looking at it in amazement.
"Oh my goodness, little Angie, you have great skills! I just mentioned it casually, and you really carved it. It's true that people are incomparable."
Cang Xiaoxuan floated to An Qi's head, stretched out his little hand to touch it, and at the same time glanced at Fu Hua and Ji Lin.
Ji Lin's character is a hero and a rude country girl. He can split mountains and seas, but he is a complete blast in the kitchen. Fu Hua is the type who can cook, but her cooking is just average.
"...Xiao Xuan, if you have anything to say, just say it."
"No, no, I didn't think about the fact that the great Red Iris Immortal and Emperor Xuanyuan are far inferior to our little Anqi in terms of self-care ability!"
Cang Xiaoxuan had a smiling expression, and his little face was filled with lovable gentleness and sweetness, and there was no trace of sarcasm in his voice.
Then Ji Lin touched his head shyly, and Ah Lin also looked at his fingers behind her, blushing and lowering his head.
The two of them silently moved behind Fu Hua, avoiding Cang Xiaoxuan's gaze.
Fu Hua glanced at the two pitiful sisters behind her, her expression stiffened for a moment, then she shook her head with a bit of helplessness, as if she had long been accustomed to it, and defended her lesbian friends:
"Everyone has their own specialties. We cannot expect everyone to be proficient in everything. Ji Lin and the others are not talented in cooking, but this does not prevent them from becoming admirable guardians. Of course, An Qi is also very good at taking care of people, which deserves praise."
Fu Hua praised both sides, trying her best to take the feelings of her friends and disciples into consideration, and of course, she spoke from the heart.
"Red Iris (*^▽^*)!" ×2
Behind them, the two blushing sisters grabbed Fu Hua's arms, one on each side, and looked at her with starry eyes, just like a newlywed wife seeing her adored husband defending her in front of her mother-in-law - or like a kid taken care of by a stepmother meeting his biological mother.
Cang Xiaoxuan curled his lips and spread his hands and said:
"Oh, yes, yes, you are always full of big truths like this, and everything you say is right."
"Well! Anyway, let's eat."
Fu Hua coughed dryly, looked around at the charming girls around her, stretched out her hand to lead them to the dining table filled with delicious food, and revealed a happy smile that only she herself was not aware of.
The dinner was exquisite and rich, but not extravagant, with common ingredients, silently proclaiming a simple and unpretentious style. This style originated from Fu Hua. Although it was just a character that did not need much explanation for her, Cang Xiaoxuan regarded it as the tradition of Taixu Mountain, deeply engraved it, and adhered to it from beginning to end.
Perhaps, for a truly noble person, ordinary things are enough in terms of material things.
……
After dinner, in the quiet and cool mountain courtyard, An Qi, Ji Lin and A Lin sat in a row and listened to Fu Hua telling stories about the past.
"…Well, there's no need to be so formal, right?"
Fu Hua pursed her face in annoyance. Telling stories is just telling stories, but the three serious and expectant little faces in front of her always gave her a subtle sense of being on stage and telling stories.
Cang Xiaoxuan held a teapot that was bigger than her and poured tea for everyone. She fully understood Fu Hua's embarrassment, but had no intention of helping her out.
Fu Hua looked at the impatient eyes of her disciples and close friends, shook her head helplessly, let go of her reserve, and began to think about where to start.
"If I have to start from the beginning, it's a very long story. I don't know if I've ever told anyone about it before, but even if I have, I think it's only a few times. But since you want to know, there's nothing to hide."
Fu Hua lowered her eyes, a smile forming on her lips.
Then, many things that came to mind turned that smile into bitterness, and the eyes that once held a gentle smile dimmed.
Fu Hua spoke, with a feeling of loss and confusion, and said slowly:
"I once suffered from a great deal of mental stress due to hyperamnesia, so I chose to clear unimportant memories regularly and only keep the experiences that mattered to me in my heart. Later, some things happened, and I lost a lot of my memories in accidents and battles, either passively or actively. Until now, there seems to be not much I can tell you."
"But the cause of everything, the darkness and despair 50,000 years ago, is still my clearest memory..."
In order to make up for the concealment from An Qi and to meet Ji Lin and A Lin's expectations, Fu Hua described the past that has been engraved in her heart to this day.
Previous civilization, Thirteen Heroes, The End, Stigma Project, Spark Project.
It was just an approximation, not a very detailed introduction. Fu Hua herself couldn't tell whether she had forgotten it or didn't understand it in such detail at the beginning.
Despite this, the straightforward words have outlined a period of history that will linger in people's minds for a long time, and also revealed the extraordinary image of Fu Hua in her ordinary life.
Cang Xiaoxuan sat on Fu Hua's shoulder, holding his mini but warm teacup and drinking tea. Although he already knew all this, even more clearly than Fu Hua who had lost her memory. But when he heard Fu Hua talking about these things calmly, Cang Xiaoxuan gradually sighed and closed his eyes, silently sticking to Fu Hua's face.
"Xiao Xuan, I'm fine. It's all in the past."
"We are all family. It's fine if you want to deceive others, but you don't have to pretend in front of me. You know best whether it's true or not."
Cang Xiaoxuan scratched Fu Hua's face, her calm eyes showing some tenderness. She couldn't empathize with Fu Hua, but after spending so much time together, she already deeply understood the unresolvable pain.
"Xiao Xuan..."
Fu Hua's heart was touched.
The understanding gaze and the gentle companionship that goes without words.
Fu Hua was very familiar with what Cang Xiaoxuan brought, so she was easily immersed in it.
Pain is something that is completely different when shared with others or when endured alone.
Then, before Fu Hua could think more, two soft and subtle scents rushed into her arms.
"Master!!"
"Red Iris!!!"
An Qi and Ji Lin hugged her with tears in their eyes and rubbed Fu Hua's body hard, forcing her to work hard to stay sitting. She put her hands in the air, not knowing whether to push away or hug, and not knowing which one to hug first.
After a while, Fu Hua was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, and was frantically trying to comfort the two of them. The sudden intimacy completely pulled her out of those memories, and she no longer had time to feel sad.
"They say that good things come after adversity. It looks like this blockhead has finally started to change his ways after enduring so much hardship. Why don't you just move on?"
Cang Xiaoxuan, who escaped in time, sat on the Yin-Yang ball, swinging his chubby legs and glancing sideways at the eager Ah Lin.
Ah Lin lowered his head in embarrassment.
"No, I didn't catch up."
"It seems that although you are the same person, there are quite a few differences between you and Ji Lin."
"Hehe, sister is more direct than me."
"She's also more likely to cause trouble than you. Remember, don't learn bad things from her."
Cang Xiaoxuan instructed, glanced at Fu Hua who had a helpless smile on her face, and couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.
It would be so nice to have a lively and bustling atmosphere. Our Taixu Mountain has always been too deserted. However, it needs her to watch over it. If we just rely on our stupid brains, the Seven Sons of Taixu back then would be typical examples.
What kind of idiot stuff is this? How dare you challenge my immortal! If I had woken up five hundred years earlier...
Cang Xiaoxuan suppressed the anger in his heart and became thoughtful.
"It's not a big deal to keep rejecting invitations from the current regime and the contemporary martial arts world, but Red Iris Immortal, Emperor Xuanyuan and I definitely can't go. It's too easy to become a political signal. But as for little Anqi..."
Chapter 172: Your Anxiety Comes from Weakness
"Xiao Hong, our baby An Qi is now in your care. You must take good care of her. And little An Qi, have fun and don't feel stressed. Just think of this as visiting my friends for me."
"Okay, Uncle Master Xiao Xuan!"
An Qi nodded her head seriously, wearing a black and red Gothic lolita skirt, looking elegant, cute and super well-behaved.
Situ Qinghong twitched the corners of her mouth, and an awkward but polite smile appeared on her delicate face.
As an official representative of Shenzhou, her assigned task was indeed to invite members of the Taixu Mountain force to visit and exchange ideas - in name only it was an exchange, but the goal was naturally to bring this super-standard force that originally belonged to Shenzhou into the official camp.
Now, the members have indeed been invited, but what the hell is the little apprentice of the Red Iris Immortal! ?
This kind of thing has happened before. Cheng Lixue had been a guest at their place before, but the Red Iris Immortal had never shown up. Cheng Lixue herself kept silent about her master's attitude, making it clear that she was a junior and a vassal. In the end, she went to Tianming without saying a word and became a Valkyrie.
"Good fellow, this time it's the Valkyrie of destiny! Are you bringing back another little ancestor who can only be coaxed?"
Situ Jinghong smiled, and could only nod helplessly in acceptance as Cang Xiaoxuan pretended to be ignorant while smiling.
