Long Sorrow Song - C97

Ye Muhan pulled out all the rice grains, buried Ling Mumei, and then evenly spread the rice grains on the open space. There was no sound. Ye Han was sitting on the edge of the valley, and now the bright moon was shining down on the water. The full moon was actually shattered into thousands of pieces.

At this time, only Ye Mo Han was left in the valley. After his grandfather’s death, Ye Mo Han had been alone until he met Liu Yiyi. Liu Yiyi, the girl who had been brought in by his grandfather and used by Chen Shaochong, must have suffered a lot other than taking the cabbage. He decided that if he ever saw Liu Yiyi again, he must tell her that he liked her. If the conditions allowed, Ye Mo Han even decided to marry Liu Yiyi. As for Mo Xi Yan, her figure had just flashed through Ye Mo’s mind when he stood up and dived into the spring water. Ling Mumei’s death had caused him to be unable to sleep at all. He wanted to be able to use his hand in the water as soon as possible and leave this place as soon as possible.

The spring water was ice-cold.

Ye Mo Han did his best to relax in the water, and tried his best to pour his Qi into his legs. He slowly sank to the bottom of the spring, and the sound of the rising spring water beside his ears was like boiling water. Normally, Ye Mo would use his own Qi to submerge, and his speed would be much slower than this time. Ye Mo’s initial strength had been very effective, so he was happy. How could he have known that when Ling Mumei had transferred her Qi to him, she had already controlled his own strength. After entering Ye Mo Han’s body, she would not reject his Qi for a short period of time, thus affecting Ye Mo Han’s plan to leave the valley. The methods Ling Mumei used in passing down cultivation techniques could only be used for half a year at the maximum limit, and did not allow the two inner forces to repel each other. If the two streams of inner force were to start repelling him, Ye Mo Han would not be able to effectively channel all his inner force into his body, and not only would Ling Mumei’s power be reversed, even his own inner force would run rampant in his body. At that time, it would be a great test for Ye Mo Han.

Ye Mo Han stood at the bottom of the spring, slowly raised his right arm, the sound of water still ringing in his ears. Ye Wen used the frost power to walk all over his body. He could clearly feel something gathering towards his right arm, just like the spring water that was quickly gathering upwards. Ye Mo Han swung his right arm, and a stream of power started gushing out of it. Ye Mo Han couldn’t see its shape, but he knew in his heart that Ling Mumei was not lying. As long as there was a certain amount of energy in his body, he would be able to channel it without any techniques. Ye Wen continued to attack with his left hand, looking more and more proficient. The flow of the spring water was also changing due to his change in strength. The area of the pool water was not big, so Ye Wen continued to move forward with his inner strength. Not long after that, he touched the edge of the pool water. As time passed, Ye Mo Han could feel his feet moving backwards, and he secretly rejoiced in his heart as he waved his palms with all his might. The stronger the counterattack, the faster Ye Mo Han could move.

Two hours later, Ye Mo Han’s back was facing the front of the undercurrent, and he was thinking that this should be Ye Mo Han’s knees. Because from the knees down, Ye Mo felt that the water around him was very strong, and from time to time, he would even bump into some fish. In the past few months, Ye Mo had never been so close to this place. He immediately swayed his body in excitement, trying to get in. He never thought that his feet would no longer be able to stand firmly in the water and would be washed up by the spring water.

Ye Wen climbed onto the shore, and as the sky was about to brighten, sleep came over him and he entered the stone house. Lying on the straw bed, he fell into a deep sleep. Ling Mumei was already dead, but Ye Mo Han was still lying on the ground out of habit.

When he woke up the next morning, Ye Mo didn’t bother to grab the black fish’s belly and immediately dived into the cold water. In the past when he was training underwater, he would always stand at the center of the spring water according to Ling Mumei’s request. This time, Ye Mo Han went straight towards the undercurrent. He was prepared to enter the secret passageway to take a look and survey the area. After all, Ye Mo Han was just standing there, using his Qi to push his body forward. How was he supposed to move forward if he was lying flat on his back in the tunnel?

The leaf sheet cold calm, calm and quiet, sank to the front of the undercurrent. A powerful stream of water rushed towards him, almost causing his facial features to twist and distort. Ye Mo Han’s hands groped around the entrance. The tunnel entrance had been washed away by the strong currents throughout the year, but it hadn’t become particularly smooth. Ye Mo Han easily grabbed two small protruding rocks, and using force in his arms, he was like a fish in water, smoothly going into the dark tunnel against the current.

The moment he entered, the force of the torrent was more than two times stronger than outside. If it weren’t for Ye Mo Han grabbing a rock above him, he was afraid that he would have been thrown out of the water again. Ye Mo Han grabbed the stone with one hand, his body floating erratically in the torrent, swaying to retreat. Ye Mo Han’s other hand was stretched out, but he couldn’t reach the bottom of the tunnel even after a long time. He was slightly reassured, thinking that as long as he was at a certain height, he would be able to display his internal energy. Ye Wen’s cold legs sank into the torrent, gradually coming into contact with the bottom of the tunnel. Ye Mo Han released the hand that was holding the stone, and the Ye Mo Han, who had lost his strength, was swept back by the torrent. If Ye Mo Han didn’t stand on his toes, his hands would have grabbed at the protrusion on the ground to prevent himself from being pushed out of the undercurrent.

Ye Shuang Han crawled on the underside of the dark tunnel, the torrent of spring water was all resistance. Ye Wen Han attempted to crawl forward, but couldn’t find any more protruding stones, and everything in his reach was smooth and flat. If he were to maintain this posture, Ye Wen would not be able to hold on for too long because the strength of the water current was too great, causing Ye Mo’s chest to feel stuffy. If he was able to maintain this position for one and a half hours, he would probably only be able to stay two hours in the countercurrent. If he didn’t advance, he would have to follow the flow of the water and retreat. Ye Mo Han didn’t have a third choice.

Ling Mumei had said that it would still take six hours for him to push his body through the reverse flow. If Ye Mo Han couldn’t rest for six hours, then he could only use his speed to buy time. But could Ye Wen use his internal energy against the current? Ye Jianhan simply put aside his doubts and decided to give it a try. After Ye Mo Han entered this undercurrent, his desire to leave the valley was not as strong as before. He even began to miss this quiet and undisturbed place.

Perhaps many people had the same thought. When they were about to leave a place that they had hated for a very long time, they would feel reluctant to part with it. Perhaps this reluctance was due to spending a lot of energy in one place over a long period of time. It was a form of self-pity.

Ye Wen stretched out his arms, and his body floated back into the torrent. Ye Mo Han used the strength of his left arm, and a white Qi began to form faintly, without any pattern, like a snake squirming in water. Ye Mo Han grabbed the stone with his right hand, and swung his left arm backwards, drawing an arc in the water. The snake struck the bottom of the tunnel, and Ye Mo Han only felt his body move forward a little. Then, just as he raised his right hand, a violent torrent rushed out. Ye Mo Han was unable to keep his body fixed as he was sent flying upwards along with the torrent. Ye Wen laid down on the shore, took a deep breath, and let it out. For the first time in months, he entered the place he longed for. Although he was still unable to move forward in the secret passage, Ye Mo had the confidence that he would be able to leave this valley soon.

For the first time in a long time, Ye Jianhan examined the valley. There was water, sudden and untimely plum blossoms, and even the car-covered maple tree. The fiery red maple leaves were also growing fast. At this time, Ye Han realized that the maple leaves had not withered or the plum blossoms had not withered in the past year. Could it be that the four seasons are not here? The maple leaf and the plum blossom seemed to be competing, standing proudly in the valley. Maple leaves are red all the time, plum flowers are open all the time, the principle of cold leaf is really hard to guess. However, the fact that there was such a naturally formed valley was already astonishing. There were some things that defied the laws, so Ye Mo didn’t pay too much attention to it.

The leaf sheet was cold as it turned to look at the rice that covered the ground. In just a day, they had already begun to wither. Ling Mumei’s corpse might have also started to rot. As time passed, he would become one with the soil and Ling Mumei would completely disappear. And in this world, how many people would still remember him?

Who is not good at forgetting? But does one really need to be remembered to live? That would put too much emphasis on the eyes of others. To live freely and disregarded everything, that would truly be a carefree and carefree life. Everyone liked to live a carefree and carefree life, and Ye Mo Han was no exception. While thinking about this, he was very clear on the fact that he wanted to completely eradicate the Jade Pavilion. The jade pavilion built by Chi Feng had cost his father his life, and the pavilion built by his grandfather had nearly cost Ye Mo Han’s life. The three words “Emerald Jade Pavilion” seemed to have a deep relationship with Ye Mo Han’s family for three generations. Ye Mo Han had to re-enter the martial arts world to eradicate the Jade Pavilion and end it. At this time, Ye Mo Han was trying to destroy the Jade Pavilion, not because of the fate of the people in the world, but because of a mission of his own. When Ye Mo Han had heard Zhang Qingwu tell some of the truth about the Jade Pavilion, he had realized that he and the Jade Pavilion were enemies, even though the Jade Pavilion had been built by his grandfather.