Destiny-changing Rain - C36

Yan Wenqing had always searched for things in the forest at the bottom of the cliff, and also searched for a place to climb up the cliff. His life was in dire straits, but he did not give up any chance to save his life, because right now, his life was not only his, but he also carried Xiao Lan’s life. The forest was lush with trees and overgrown with weeds. At any time, a poisonous snake could attack, especially at night, where there would be many strange sounds. It was extremely eerie. He really wanted to leap onto the top of the tree and catch them immediately. When he saw a bird happily jumping up the tree, because of his weak body, by the time he climbed up, the bird was already nowhere to be found. Yeah, as long as it was a small bird, it would fill its stomach, no, he would have to feed the bird first. If only his master was here, then he would be able to catch these birds with his lightness skills. Right now, he really wished that his martial arts were more powerful, he could only blame himself for not learning martial arts from his master, maybe he could escape the bottom of this cliff with Xiao Lan. He raised his head and looked along the cliff, but couldn’t see the top of the cliff.

Yan Wenqing thought about how there was a rustling sound coming from behind him, then slowly turned his head around and suddenly discovered that there was a huge snake as thick as an arm coiled around a tree trunk, its eyes staring at him without moving, revealing sharp teeth, and its tongue stretched out and shrank, making people feel scared. Yan Wenqing’s calm feet slowly moved backwards, and the snake didn’t let go, and as his hand grabbed onto the grass beside him, the snake also let out a rustling sound as it slowly moved its body on the tree trunk.

After searching the entire forest, he would occasionally see a wild chicken flying in front of him. Thus, he could only watch it escape. Unknowingly, he had reached the edge of the puddle again. He tried to catch some fish in the puddle, but there was not even a shadow of a fish in the puddle. He picked up the stone under his feet and violently smashed it into the puddle, causing a lot of water to splash up, as if the water was mocking him. Helplessly, he turned his attention to the jujube tree. He raised his head and saw that there were only a few jujube leaves left on the tree. He almost wanted to cry. A gust of wind blew his wet hair.

He shouted towards the valley. That’s right, he could only use this way to vent the anger in his heart, maybe this was the only way he could have the courage to climb this tree. Lying at the entrance, Xiao Lan’s tears rolled down.

Seeing Yan Wenqing scoop back water with a leaf of grass, the green dates in his pocket and Yan Wenqing’s face filled with grief, Xiao Lan avoided his eyes. She was no longer afraid of seeing this kind of situation.

Yan Wenqing walked out of the cave at dusk. His back was so lonely and sorrowful.

Moonlight shone in through the hole, and from inside the hole he could see the stars in the narrow sky, so bright and so far out of reach. Yan Wenqing lay down in the moonlight and stared at the pitch-black stone wall above him, unable to fall asleep. In his mind, he kept turning the shadows, the giant birds flying above his head, the flying pheasants, the narrow sky, the cracked stone, the terrifying secret manual. That’s right, it had been lingering in his mind all night long. He would occasionally look at Xiaolan who was sleeping in the dark. She was lying on her back, and tears wouldn’t flow easily from her eyes. Those green dates were already unbearable for his stomach. He tried to find some edible plant leaves, but he didn’t dare to taste those unknown herbs. The ones he had seen before were sore and hard to swallow.

The first rays of the morning sun were always the first to enter the cave, because the cave faced east. Yan Wenqing picked up the dates from the ground and wiped them with his clothes before putting them into his mouth again. When he was about to put them in his mouth again, he hesitated for a moment. He had heard from his master that after Master Mo Yigao practiced “Butterfly’s Head”, he could shake the entire martial arts world and beat many masters, so he must have been able to catch those big birds and wild chickens. In order to survive, he had to think of every possible way, even if it was “Butterfly’s Head”, which would bring disaster to Wu Lin. He looked at the secret manual that was wrapped there, then turned around to look at Xiao Lan, whose face was still pale and thin from sleep. Putting the secret manual aside, he quickly got up and kneeled and kowtowed three times towards the outside of the cave. He held the secret manual and finally opened it after some hesitation.

On the first page of the manual, there were a few prominent red words written in red. Upon closer inspection, it was written in blood: I hope that the fated will be able to continue working hard for the rest of my life. Yan Wenqing looked at these words in confusion. Why did the grandmaster write these words? Didn’t the master say that this was a new work? The grandteacher wrote these words in the hope that a fated person could learn them.