The Husky and His White Cat Shizun - Chap 161
“Ye Wangxi is not a man at all.”
“…”
After a few moments of silence, there was suddenly an uproar!
All the guests in the hall turned pale. All of their gazes were focused on Ye Wangxi. Ye Wangxi lowered his head, closed his eyes, and did not make a sound.
Not a man?!
This handsome and tall young man was actually … actually a girl?
This sentence was like a drop of water into a wok, instantly setting off a hot wave of heat. Some people gasped, and then the buzzing of words exploded like splashing hot oil in the wok.
“Ye Wangxi is a girl?”
“Heavens … how could this be …”
“No wonder Nangong Si didn’t blame her just now. He obviously knew about this! Then just now, Song Qiutong … ”
“It’s all for the sake of self-preservation and framing others!”
“This is too sinister! It’s fine if you didn’t do it. Why do you have to accuse others just to clear your name? ”
“But I still don’t believe it. How could Ye Wangxi be a woman? I can’t tell at all … ”
A cold light flashed in Nangong Liu’s eyes. He stared at the man in black’s dark eyes and said, “Mister, don’t lie. Where did you get the evidence?”
“If you don’t feel guilty, then release the Nangong Si.” The man in black said, “Fortunately, although your son is wild, he is still a gentleman. He is not as cold and heartless as you.”
“…”
Seeing that Nangong Liu’s face was covered with a layer of greasy sweat, he clenched his fists and didn’t say anything, the man in black coldly said, “What? You release it.”
Nangong Liu flicked his sleeves and said, “It’s just disciplining an unfilial son. It’s not up to an outsider like Mister to tell us what to do!”
When he said this, although he did not admit that what the black-clothed man said was true, everyone’s heart was as clear as a mirror. Those who originally did not believe the black-clothed man’s words could not help but feel their hearts waver. They looked at Ye Wangxi’s handsome face again, trying to find traces of him being a woman.
At this time, someone in the crowd suddenly said in a clear voice, “Sect Leader Nangong, this is your fault.”
Everyone turned their heads. Mei Hanxue was wearing a fox fur coat, graceful and luxurious. She stood in the shadows of the lights with a smile and said, “Although Miss Ye’s heroic spirit is compelling, she is a woman. As a man, Sect Leader Immortal should have tender feelings for the fairer sex. As an elder, he should be magnanimous and benevolent. How could you bully a girl so as to not lose face for the Confucian Wind Sect? ”
As he spoke, he slowly walked to the front of the hall and said with a smile, “Little Nephew is not ashamed. I once met Miss Ye at the Peach Blossom Spring. At that time, I felt that she was valiant and heroic, different from Miss Ye. I liked her in my heart, but it was a pity that Little Nephew was not good with words and offended Miss Ye with my words, causing her to feel disgusted and reject me. After experiencing Miss Ye’s skill, I couldn’t help but sigh that Confucian Wind Sect really does produce heroes in large numbers. The female cultivators also have extraordinary skills. I even secretly cheered for Miss Ye’s sect. But today, seeing Sect Leader Immortal’s actions … Ah, I feel that the brilliant Confucian Wind Sect is not worthy of such a proud beauty. ”
“… Mei Xian Jun, you and Ye Wangxi have only met once. It’s normal for you to be mistaken.” Nangong Liu’s face was dark and gloomy, but he still bit his lips and said, “For the sake of Kunlun’s Treading in Snow Palace, I won’t argue with you. Don’t make a mistake again.”
His words were no longer as calm and collected as before.
The black-clothed man chuckled and said, “Young Master Mei’s dissolute reputation is well-known everywhere. If he can’t tell whether a person is a man or a woman, I’m afraid no one else in the world can.”
When Nangong Liu heard him say this, he couldn’t help but burn with anger. He said stiffly, “Mister, you just accused Ye Wangxi of humiliating Song Qiutong, but now you say Ye Wangxi is a woman. You’re twisting the facts back and forth. You’re simply trying to disturb our Confucian Wind Sect’s integrity and ruin our sect’s reputation!”
The black-clothed man said, “If I didn’t do this, how could I let Young Master Nangong see Miss Song’s true nature? If he marries the wrong person, he’ll be disgusted for most of his life. ”
“But what you just said clearly makes sense! Besides, if Ye Wangxi is a woman, how did the cinnabar on Qiutong’s wrist disappear? ”
“Why don’t you ask her yourself? Why are you asking me?” The black-clothed man sneered, “What’s more, there are thousands of male disciples in your Confucian Wind Sect. If Sect Leader Immortal has the time, he can interrogate them one by one. He’ll definitely be able to find a satisfactory answer.”
This matter was related to the Confucian Wind Sect’s face, so everyone kept silent. No one spoke, but the contempt and curiosity in their eyes couldn’t be hidden. Nangong Liu felt a prickling sensation in his back. He stood in place for a while, then suddenly turned to Ye Wangxi and shouted, “You, come here!”
“…”
“Tell me yourself, did Miss Song wrongly accuse you or not?” Nangong Liu stared at Ye Wangxi’s face. He was gambling, and he still held the most important chip in his hand. He knew that Ye Wangxi had deep feelings for his son, so he definitely didn’t want the Confucian Wind Sect’s reputation to be ruined. “Tell everyone, what is your identity!”
Ye Wangxi had always been very obedient. From childhood to adulthood, she had always been the most obedient chess piece on his chessboard.
He even clearly remembered that when Ye Wangxi was thirteen years old, she was ordered to come to the magnificent Confucian Wind Sect’s main hall.
The hall’s door was closed, and there were only the two of them inside.
He sat on the ice-cold throne and looked down. The thirteen year old girl had yet to grow up. She was wearing a small green jacket, and her braids were tied with satin. She also had a small silver bracelet on her wrist.
He smiled and said to her, “Wangxi, you already know the reason why I called you here today.”
Ye Wangxi knelt down and kowtowed, “Yes, Lord.”
“Your adoptive father was seriously injured many times before, and his muscles and bones were damaged. He is no longer suitable to be the leader of the shadow guards. You are his adopted daughter, and also Si ‘er’s childhood sweetheart. I don’t trust the others, but I trust you. ”
Ye Wangxi didn’t get up. She was still quietly lying on the ground. Her slender neck was exposed under her hair, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
Nangong Liu said, “You have outstanding talent, and your future is immeasurable. I have the intention of making you the leader of the shadow guards of the Confucian Wind Sect, and in the future, you will be in charge of one of the seventy-two cities. This way, you can not only share your adoptive father’s burden, but also become Si ‘er’s right-hand woman. From now on, he will be in the light, and you will be in the dark. Together, we will share the glory of the Confucian Wind Sect for a hundred years. ”
He paused for a moment.
“However, if you don’t want to, then it’s fine. Your adoptive father can still hold on for a while, and I will look for a more suitable candidate. In the end, this matter is too big of a sacrifice for you. I know what to do, so you don’t need to force yourself. ”
After Nangong Liu finished speaking, he changed his position on the high seat and waited calmly. This girl had no parents, and she had no one to rely on. He was completely confident in his heart. He waited for her to nod.
Finally, Ye Wangxi straightened her back. She looked at him calmly.
For a moment, Nangong Liu felt a chill run down his spine. It seemed that his scheme and fake smile had been seen through by this girl. But in the next moment, Ye Wangxi said, “My life was given to me by adoptive father. In order to repay his kindness, I have nothing to be unwilling to do.”
Nangong Liu was quiet for a moment. He sighed and said, “In the end, we have wronged you.”
Ye Wangxi calmly and indifferently said, “I should thank Venerable Lord for his favor.”
Nangong Liu changed the topic, “However, in the Confucian Wind Sect, men have always been superior to women. As for women, they have always been weak and powerless, full of womanly benevolence. In this world, only men can convince the masses, and only men are fit to lead a city. Wangxi, you are so smart, you should know what to do. ”
Ye Wangxi was silent for a moment. In front of Nangong Liu, with a cold expression, she took off the silver bracelet on her wrist and the ribbon on her braid. Then she took off her jacket, leaving only her white undergarment. After doing all this, she let her braid down, changed it into a ponytail, and tied it up high. The sun shone in and shone on her body. Her back was straight, and her expression was resolute. Although she still had the body of a young girl, her temperament was like pine and cypress.
“Not bad.” Nangong Liu did not leak anything. He reminded her, “In the future, you should dress like this. But don’t forget, you still have a voice.”
Ye Wangxi lowered her eyelashes. When she came in, she had already noticed that in front of her seat, there was already a pair of golden scissors.
She picked up the scissors and fiercely cut her throat.
Blood dripped.
“The old voice vanishes, never to change.”
She slowly spat out these eight words. Then she closed her eyes and threw the scissors in front of her seat.
The scissors were mottled with blood. Nangong Liu stared at it for a while and said, “Good, good. From now on, you will be the successor of the leader of Ancheng City. You will be Young Master Ye of Confucian Wind Sect. Even if it is Si ‘er, I will ask him to give you some lee- ”
Ye Wangxi opened her mouth, but it was a different voice of a young man.
“Please, Lord, from now on, don’t let my adoptive father suffer alone. I am willing to share his worries.”
Therefore, Nangong Liu knew Ye Wangxi too well.
For ten years, she had learned all the manners of a man. When she was young, she took secret medicine every day and endured the pain of the medicine alone. Only then did she grow into the figure and appearance of a man today.
In his eyes, she was a dog raised by Confucian Wind Sect. In order to repay the kindness of raising her, she would never betray him.
Ten years ago, she cut her throat and spilled blood, forever changing her voice.
Today, she would not disappoint him.
He bet that Ye Wangxi would help him.
As long as Ye Wangxi personally said, “I am not a woman,” then even if everyone didn’t believe it, what could they do?
The black-clothed man obviously thought so. He took two steps forward and stood in front of Ye Wangxi. He raised his hand to block her way and said, “Nangong Liu, Miss Ye has already exhausted her heart and blood for your Confucian Wind Sect. Now that you can’t quibble, do you want to use the rest of her life as a sacrifice?”
Nangong Liu was about to open her mouth to argue again. Suddenly, in the distant night sky, an orange-red dot of light rose into the sky and suddenly exploded. Someone had caught the Spirit Horn Deer again.
However, in front of the secret of Confucian Wind Sect, it didn’t matter who the deer was. No one cared who got second place. Everyone’s eyes were still firmly locked on the center of the main hall. There, tables and chairs were overturned, the table was broken in half, the mysterious black-clothed expert was between Nangong Liu and Ye Wangxi. Tonight’s groom was trapped by his father inside the barrier, and the bride was kneeling on the ground, her face full of tears, sobbing silently.
It was really too unexpected. From the accusation of adultery to the husband and wife turning against each other, to the fact that she was a woman, and now the Confucian Wind Sect’s Sect Leader refused to admit it. Perhaps in three to five years, this would be a hot topic of conversation in the teahouses and wine shops.
Who would care about those three pitiful deer?
Therefore, no one noticed that a dark red hole was slowly opening in the sky above the dense forest. It was not until the sound of fireworks suddenly rose and fell, and the earth shook, that the forest was so quiet that the birds flew away in fright, squeaking as they fled into the depths of the night. It was not until twenty communication fireworks exploded at the same time, illuminating the night sky into a sea of Asura blood.
The people in the Hall of Poems suddenly realized that something was wrong. They rushed to the guardrail to see.
“What’s going on?”
“Why did everyone’s fireworks explode at the same time?”
“Look quickly! Above the sky! What’s that? ”
“… Heaven’s Fissure!!!”
“It’s a Heaven’s Fissure!!”
In a split second, the hall was deathly silent. Then, there was an uproar of cries and screams, “A Heaven’s Fissure in the Ghost World! How could there be a Heaven’s Fissure in the Ghost World in the Upper Cultivation World?! ”
“It’s above the Hunting Forest Park!”
“Senior Martial Brother! My Senior Martial Brother is still there! ”
“Elder Sister –!!!”
The crowd was like fish in a pond, crowded together. Panic and shock were like bait thrown into the pond, stirring up waves of activity. At this time, they couldn’t care less about the sect’s scandal or the Jianghu’s secrets. Nangong Liu, probably in order to save face, used the Sound Amplification Technique to shout, “Gentlemen, don’t be alarmed. It’s just a Heaven’s Fissure in the Ghost World. Everyone is in the Confucian Wind Sect. Nangong Liu definitely won’t let the guests suffer the slightest harm!”
As he spoke, he waved his hand to summon his sword, stepped on the dazzling blue sword hilt, and stood on the sword in the whistling night wind.
“The Confucian Wind Sect’s five guards, immediately follow me to the dense forest to investigate. The rest of the elders and disciples, guard the Poetry Platform and ensure the safety of the guests!”
After he finished speaking, he led the five guards and hurried towards the direction of the Howling Moon Drill Ground as if to escape from the black-clothed man’s interrogation. He didn’t even want to clean up the mess of the wedding banquet.
“Why did it suddenly become like this?”
“Yeah, there has never been a Heaven’s Fissure in the Ghost World in the Upper Cultivation World. What, what’s going on?”
On the pearl-studded balcony, everyone was anxious. These cultivators in the Upper Cultivation World were used to living like princes. In the face of a sudden Heaven’s Fissure in the Ghost World, they were more afraid than responsible. It would be fine if they had to kill a lone big demon, but a Heaven’s Fissure was different. If it was the upper level of hell that cracked open and ordinary ghosts came out, then it would be fine. But if it was the same as five years ago in the Colorful Butterfly Town, where the Infernal Hell cracked open —
They shuddered, thinking that even a grandmaster like Chu Wanning died in that fierce battle. They couldn’t help but feel insecure. They crowded by the vermilion railings and looked at the scarlet crack in the sky in the distance.
Chu Wanning got up and said to Xue Zhengyong, “My Lord, the color of this crack is not right. After it cracks open, it’s very likely to be the lower levels of hell. I’m worried about Xue Meng and the others, so I’ll go and take a look. ”
After he finished speaking, he jumped up in his white robe and went straight to the railings. Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, he jumped on the blue tile roof and quickly went away.
“Chu Wanning — —!” Xue Zhengyong was about to call him, but Chu Wanning had already disappeared in the dark night.
He cursed inwardly and wanted to jump down as well, but his shoulder was grabbed by someone. When he turned around, he saw a grimacing Bronze Mask. The black-clothed man patted his shoulder and said in a low voice, “Uncle, you stay here and watch over Auntie. I’ll follow Shizun, so don’t worry.”
Xue Zhengyong was shocked, “Ran — —”
The black-clothed man raised his hand and gently pressed it to his lips, shaking his head.
“… …” Xue Zhengyong never thought that the black-clothed man would be Mo Ran. And Mo Ran didn’t wait for him to ask any more questions. He held the railings with one hand and jumped into the darkness like an eagle. His cloak billowed like ink, and not long after, he disappeared behind the same arched roof as Chu Wanning.
“Shizun!”
Mo Ran ran along the roof with his Qing Gong. He felt that it was too slow, so he summoned a sword that had a contract with him. Riding the sword, he quickly caught up with Chu Wanning.
He raised his hand and lifted his mask. The ferocious Bronze Mask was pushed to the side of his forehead, revealing a handsome face, “Wait for me.”
Chu Wanning’s eyes widened, “How come it’s you?”
“Come up, I’ll bring Shizun over with the sword. I’ll tell Shizun the details on the way.”
Chu Wanning grabbed his outstretched hand and jumped up, landing firmly on the sword. He wanted to let go of Mo Ran, but that thick and rough hand held him even tighter. Mo Ran was standing behind him. When he spoke, the unique burning breath of a young man brushed against the back of his ear. In the cold night wind, it seemed even hotter.
Mo Ran said, “This sword’s momentum is too strong, and it’s flying too fast. Shizun, hold on tight.”
The two rode on the sword. Chu Wanning asked, “Everything that happened in the hall just now, was it all calculated by you?”
“Yes. I’ve wandered the Jianghu these past few years, and I’ve heard many things related to the Song and Qiutong. ” Mo Ran said, “Although she doesn’t have the guts to commit such evil deeds as killing people and slaughtering cities, she’s definitely someone who hits people when they’re down. If she really marries Nangong Si and becomes the wife of the Young Master of the Confucian Wind Sect, I’m afraid that this sect will be much worse than it is now.”
Chu Wanning said, “The Confucian Wind Sect won’t be worse than it is now.”
After saying this, he frowned. He glanced at Mo Ran’s black cloak, and his heart was filled with doubt, “… Speaking of which, how did you know that Ye Wangxi is a girl?”
