Chapter 2 [002] See you again, but who are you (2)

I saw the young man in front of the gate with delicate features, handsome and fair skin, a high nose bridge, eyes bright as stars, gorgeous and clear black pupils, jade-like skin, flawless appearance, and a heroic spirit that belonged to the young man between his eyebrows, like a sword that had not been unsheathed, immature, but could not hide its sharpness.

The figure was extremely tall and straight, and she was wearing a white dress, a wide black belt with silver-edged patterns around her waist, and her jet-black hair was tied up high behind her head with a fiery red tassel-shaped hairband. At first glance, her temperament was absolutely extraordinary, as if she had stepped out of a painting.

The female disciples in the pavilion blushed so much that blood almost dripped out, and even some male disciples couldn't help but shed tears.

Surrounded by so many gazes, the young man continued with a smile, "Good afternoon, brothers and sisters. Excuse me for interrupting you. May I ask, is Elder Cang Yan here?"

It turned out that they were looking for Elder Cangyan. However, most of the disciples didn't know whether the elder was awake at this time.

Maintaining the heavenly fire all year round requires a large amount of spiritual energy, so Elder Cangyan basically has to sleep for ten hours every day.

The only person who could contact her was Cangying, her eldest disciple.

"Master, Junior Brother," a female disciple pointed to a corner of the attic and said with a slightly red face, "We also have to ask Senior Sister Cangying first."

Following the direction she pointed, the boy's eyes moved forward.

Suddenly I saw two figures sitting in a corner with an open window.

A man was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, looking focused and serious. There was an alchemy furnace in front of him, and he seemed to be refining pills.

Another person was sitting on the windowsill, looking into the distance, seemingly doing nothing.

The girl's dress was somewhat different from that of other disciples of Mount Sanqing.

Both her sleeves and skirt were short, and her exposed arms and legs were wrapped with bandages from her elbows to her fingertips, like a layer of protective soft armor. Her ponytail was tied high at the back with a simple white hairband. From behind, her figure did not look as slender as other female disciples of the same age, but rather looked quite strong.

The young man walked over, raised his hand and bowed, and asked, "Hello, Senior Sister. I am a new student from Sanqing Mountain. I would like to meet Elder Cangyan?"

Shi Qing had just finished a small circulation when she heard a young man's gentle inquiring voice in her ear. She turned around and her brown eyes met the young man's.

Only Cangying knows Elder Cangyan’s daily routine.

She was about to say the three words "Ask Cangying", but she keenly noticed that the gentle aura of the young man in front of her suddenly became a little colder after she turned around, and even his smile faded, as if he had seen someone he didn't want to see.

So just as she was about to answer, she paused for a moment.

Then, she heard the young man greet her in an extremely distant tone: "So it's Fellow Daoist Shi Qing."

"..."

The other party smiled again, and compared to the very natural gentleness just now, this time it felt strange: "It's been two years since we last met. I wonder how you are doing recently?"

Shi Qing: “…”

The phrase "how good have you been lately" indicates that the two people knew each other before.

But Shi Qing looked at him for a long time, but she couldn't remember this face.

So he calmly said two words: "Who are you?"

"..."

The smile on the boy's face seemed to stiffen a little.

After a while, he finally spoke, his words were more like gritting his teeth -

"I'm--"

"Zhongli Jin."

"hiss--"

Instantly! All the disciples on the first floor of the hall who heard the name had their eyes widened, took a deep breath, and looked shocked, as if they had seen a ghost.

*
It has been two years since the incident in Xuanxiao Sect.

The two years when his cultivation was destroyed and his spiritual roots were cut off were probably the days that Zhong Li Jin was most reluctant to recall in his life.

Even if his spiritual roots were reshaped now and he finally had the chance to embark on the path of immortality again, it would probably be difficult for the young man to return to his previous level.

It’s impossible to say that I wasn’t in pain, that period was too dark.

The fear brought to him by the evil cultivators, and the sympathy or abuse he suffered after becoming a cripple, all made him depressed for a time.

But fortunately, I managed to get through it.

Over the past two years, his father has devoted all the sect's resources to him, and has finally managed to repair his spiritual roots, enough for him to draw Qi into his body.

With the boy's current level of cultivation, he can only choose the path of alchemy. The Baicao Pavilion on Jinping Peak of Sanqing Mountain is known as the number one alchemy and medicine pavilion in the world of cultivation. The pavilion stores countless medicinal materials of various types.

So when he came this year, the first thing he did when he arrived at Sanqing Mountain was to visit Elder Cangyan at Jinping Peak.

He knew that he would definitely meet Shi Qing in Sanqing Mountain, but he didn't expect to run into him in Baicao Pavilion on the first day of climbing the mountain.

The girl had a familiar look, a familiar indifference and arrogance.

Even though her face had grown a little, her expression seemed to have never changed, and was exactly the same as when he saw her when he woke up from a coma two years ago.

He was also extremely rude when speaking: "Zhongli Jin?"

At that time, Zhong Lijin was still extremely weak. He thought that this fiancée he met for the first time was visiting him: "...It's me."

Unexpectedly, Shi Qing's eyes were filled with indifference, and he said bluntly: "Cancel the engagement."

"..."

As for Shi Qing, Zhongli Jin had only heard that she was being trained as the successor of Qing Pavilion in Sanqing Mountain, and that she was extremely talented and an extremely powerful swordsman. He had always wanted to compete with her, but before they actually met, he was defeated by the demonic cultivator.

On normal days, the two had never met each other. When Shi Qing came to cancel the engagement, Zhong Li Jin would not only agree, but would also sincerely wish Shi Qing a bright future and the two of them could become friends. However, at that time, Zhong Li Jin had not yet recovered from the pain of having his cultivation abolished, and Shi Qing's actions were tantamount to adding insult to injury. So at that moment, all the pain and despair in his heart turned directly into hatred and resentment towards the girl.

Before Shi Qing left, Zhong Li Jin choked up and said angrily: "Daoyou Shi Qing, even if I have fallen to the bottom now, who knows that I will not be able to climb the mountain again in the future?! I am breaking off the engagement today, and I hope you will never regret it!!"

……

Breaking away from the memories, Zhongli Jin suppressed his emotions. It was understandable that Shi Qing broke off the engagement two years ago. After all, they had never met before and had no emotional foundation.

If he talked about breaking off the engagement half a month later, he might be able to calm down a little.

As a result, that girl came on the third day after the accident, and the boy found it hard to understand her.

Therefore, to this day, I still feel resentment towards her and don't really want to meet her.

This encounter was really unexpected, but since he saw him, he might as well say hello. He admitted that the greeting was a bit sarcastic, but who knew that the other party would just say "who are you" and directly break his defense.

Who are you?

Who are you?
The smile on the boy's face was a little bit hard to hold back.

As expected, still so rude.

Zhong Li Jin was almost laughing out of anger. Two years ago, she took advantage of his misfortune and broke off his engagement, yet when they met again two years later, she had totally forgotten about him.

　Baby Shi Qing usually doesn't speak more than three words. If a sentence can be expressed in three words, he will never say more than that, so it may seem impolite, but there is a reason, haha.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)