Flying Dust - Chapter 52-1

Flying Dust [Fei Chen]

Chapter 52 Part 1

Mo Fei Chen swallowed a mouthful of saliva. They were all martial artists, but he didn’t know why he couldn’t train his body into a body like He Yunfeng or Lu Qingmo, even when Jun Wushuang took off his clothes, he didn’t look like a white boiled chicken like he thought he would. Thinking about this, Mo Fei Chen held up the hem of his shirt and suddenly wanted to make sure whether he had abs or not. 

Lu Qingmo suddenly laughed out loud as he saw that movement of him, “What are you looking at? Don’t worry, you won’t have a baby in your belly even if you sleep with me for one night!”

Mo Fei Chen could not help but blush when he heard him make this kind of joke.

“Come on, let’s wash up and then let’s go to eat.” Lu Qingmo picked up his outer garment and put it on smoothly, even the act of fastening his belt was quite elegant.

After having their breakfast, the two of them set off and arrived in a quite busy town in the afternoon. 

As Mo Fei Chen walked through the marketplace, he looked back at Lu Qingmo and said, “Why do I feel it is so unusually crowded today?”

“Hn.” Lu Qingmo also looked around, “It’s indeed really much livelier than the last time I came here.”

He casually found someone to ask and found out that it was the daughter of Qu Shaofeng, the leader of Yu Lin Sect, Qu Xiruo, who had reached the age of 16. Her father wanted to hold a martial arts competition (which invited the groom who later would live with the bride’s family) for her.

A martial arts competition for marriage? Mo Fei Chen laughed,’He he’, he had been in this world for a long time, but this was the first time he had ever seen a martial arts competition for marriage. Moreover, Qu Shaofeng’s Zhai Feng Sword was one of the ten most famous swords, so there must be many people who wanted to be his son-in-law.

However, Mo Fei Chen only wanted to go to Xiyu and find He Yunfeng as soon as possible, so it would probably be really a waste of time if he was going to watch the match.

Lu Qingmo seemed to understand that Mo Fei Chen must be thinking (missing a lover) of He Yunfeng at the moment, so he just smiled and said, “We won’t stay in this town for long.”

The two of them asked for two bowls of noodles with spiced corned egg at a roadside stall, and Mo Fei Chen ate it sparsely.

At this moment, a magnificent and gorgeous sedan was being carried past them. The sedan chair was made from the best quality agarwood tree and the carvings on it were very detailed. Mo Fei Chen had rarely seen such a rich and wealthy family sedan chair, so he ate the noodles as he watched it. 

When a gust of wind blew, Mo Fei Chen caught a glimpse of the woman in the sedan chair and was dumbfounded, kept saying (sth) over and over, leaving his half-smoked noodles hanging by his mouth until the sedan chair was gone.

Lu Qingmo hit his forehead lightly with his finger and said, “What are you thinking about?”

“Ah… I wonder whose family the sedan belongs to?”

“That is the sect master Qu Shaofeng’s family, the one sitting inside should be his wife, surname Mo.”

“Surname Mo? What is her name then?”

“You, this kid, how can you casually ask someone’s wife’s name?” Lu Qingmo shook his head, “Mo Qing Yan.”

Mo Fei Chen sneered and started to eat his noodles again in a big mouthful, in passing or conveniently taking away the spiced corned egg from Lu Qingmo’s bowl. 

Since she had already decided not to be the wife of the Mo family, why did she have to change her surname to Mo?

To be honest, Mo Fei Chen thought that he really could forget about Wu Qing Yan, the first person he met after he came to this world, and also the first person who abandoned him.

“What’s wrong?” Lu Qingmo observed Mo Fei Chen’s expression while tilting his head. 

“Nothing, I’ve never sat in such a nice sedan before.” Mo Fei Chen curled up his lips, and even though Lu Qingmo knew that what he said was not what he had in his heart or mind, he did not pursue the matter any further.

The two of them ate to full and then continued their journey.

Walking into a crowd of people, there were many people sitting in the trees, even the second and third floors of the teahouse and wine shop were filled with people.Mo Fei Chen and Lu Qingmo could only move forward through the crowd.

“Why…there are so many people here?” Mo Fei Chen was bored, his feet were being stepped on several times so he really wanted to use the ‘ride the wind’ technique. 

Lu Qingmo walked ahead of him, for fear of being scattered by the crowd, so he reached out and grabbed Mo Fei Chen’s wrist.

The sound of drums was heard from the far end of the hall, and it turned out that these people had gathered here to watch the martial arts competition. He also couldn’t blame these ancient people, there was no entertainment here in the first place. 

As soon as Mo Fei Chen looked up, he saw three people sitting on the highest upstairs. The one in the middle had stern eyes and eyebrows but a somewhat righteous look. He was around fifties, looked like, this was Qu Shaofeng, on his left side, sat a shy young girl as her eyes looked around at the crowd, while his right side sat none other than Wu Qing Yan…or she should be called Madam Qu. 

She looked more graceful than she did 17 years ago but did not look older, her eyes were gentle and her classical elegance was still there.

Mo Fei Chen swallowed his saliva and lowered his head, as if he was afraid that she would see him.

Group of people was packed and he was suddenly pulled forward, Lu Qingmo then grabbed him by the waist and leapt up from the crowd, stepping on the fence of the second floor of the roadside wine shop and leaping out of the crowd.

Everyone couldn’t help but look up, Lu Qingmo’s figure was so elegant that it was hard for people to look back for a long time. Mo Fei Chen, being led by him, had the illusion of walking through the clouds.

Qu Xiruo, who was standing by the fence, poked her body out and revealed a look of amazement, “Daddy…who is that person?”

How wonderful it would be to be his wife!

The tip of Lu Qingmo’s toe touched the ground, surprisingly did not raise even a bit of dust, he hung his head to look at Mo Fei Chen and smile thinly, “Like this, isn’t it we already out?”

Mo Fei Chen was dumbfounded.

At that moment, a figure arrived behind them and said in a loud voice, “So it’s Lu Qingmo, Dang Xiao Sword, it’s been a long time.”

Lu Qingmo raised his eyebrows and slowly turned around, pulling Mo Fei Chen with him, “Sect Leader Qu.”

“Today I am looking for a son-in-law (to take a man into the family as a son-in-law/ to invite the groom who will live with the bride’s family) for my daughter through a martial arts competition, I wonder if…”