Flying Dust - Chapter 58-2

Flying dust [Fei Chen]

Chapter 58 Part 2

Lu Qingmo smiled. When the millet wine came, Mo Fei Chen poured it into a bowl and was about to put it in his mouth, but Lu Qingmo took it away from him, “I’m your big brother right? So why don’t you pour the wine for me first?”

Mo Fei Chen finally understood Lu Qingmo’s eyes, immediately smiled and said, “Dage, drink first!”

Lu Qingmo held the bun in front of his nose and shook it. If Mo Fei Chen had done this, it would have been like a puppy sniffing a meat bone, but when Lu Qingmo did it, it was done quite leisurely.

“Let’s eat the steamed buns first.”

These words meant that the buns were okay and it was no problem for them to eat. Mo Fei Chen thought to himself that no wonder, Lu Qingmo was already a veteran1[老江湖: lit. Old Jiang Hu used to describe a much-travelled person/ well acquainted with the ways of the world] and that this shop was probably a shady shop, so it was a good thing they didn’t sell steamed stuffed buns, otherwise Mo Fei Chen would doubts if the stuffed bun filling was made from human flesh.

After a short while, a person in a blue unlined long gown (traditional garment worn by men) rode up to the tea shop on a horse, wearing a hat with a veil covering its face.This was the guy who had been following Mo Fei Chen and Lu Qingmo. 

That person placed his sword on the table and in a deliberately low voice told the waiter to serve buns and small dishes. When he was drinking tea, he didn’t even take off his bamboo hat. That person’s shoulders and waist were so slender that this brother must be a woman disguised as a man ah. Mo Fei Chen thought to himself, ‘What’s the matter with you, sister? Whether you are from Bai Xue Cult or Mu Yun Mountain Manor, I, this little brother definitely don’t know you.’ However, this guy was carrying a weapon with him, so he should not be a powerful character, otherwise even if he was like Meng Yu or Luo Qing Yu, those who can take out his spiritual sword naturally do not need to carry a sword on their back when they wandered around on Jiang Hu. 

Moreover, this woman’s fingers were so long and slender that she looked like she had never touched spring water.2[ 十指不沾阳春水: lead a pampered life] Mo Fei Chen suddenly wondered what her face looked like under that hat. Lu Qingmo poked his head into Mo Fei Chen’s ear and his warm breath echoed between his ears,

“It’s not like you haven’t seen her before. What are you looking at so hard for?”

In an instant, as if there seemed to be countless small hands tugging at Mo Fei Chen’s heart, moreover, with Lu Qingmo’s voice being inherently mature and bringing the teasing tone, Mo Fei Chen could only feel his face blushing red.

After all this time, it was his good younger sister, Qu Xiruo, who had come after him ah. 

But of course, she didn’t come for him, the copycatting version of big brother, but for the elegant and unrestrained Lu Da Xia. Unfortunately, she was not experienced enough in the world, so when she saw the beef stewed in soy sauce coming, she took a couple of bites and collapsed in a couple of seconds.

To put on a play, naturally they had to put on a complete show. Just now, Mo Fei Chen and the two of them pretended to drink a little. At this moment, Mo Fei Chen pretended to stand up to see what happened to the person opposite him before then he sat back down and collapsed on the table. Lu Qingmo also supported his head and then fell down.

That waiter clapped his hands as he came out, his voice was not as flattering as before since his tone raised quite a lot, “Hey——shop manager, you’re lucky today, you got three of them in one go. I think that horse drawn carriage is quite good. Moreover, the things inside are worth a lot of money.”

After saying this, that shopkeeper also came out and seemed to have torn off his beard. His voice sounded much younger than before, “Let me see what this gentleman has on him.”

Qu Xiruo’s plaited bamboo hat was taken off and a cry was heard, “Oh my, after all of this, she’s a girl, beside that, she’s really good looking.”

The waiter also ran over to her, “If this is sold in the Qing Yue House, it will get a good (selling) price!”

At that very moment, a cold male voice sounded out, “Can’t you see that the two brothers over there are pretending to be passed out?”

Mo Fei Chen pouted his mouth, ‘Who exactly had exposed them just like that?’ He had wanted to take the opportunity to scare them when that shopkeeper approached them.

“Who?” Both the waiter and the shopkeeper looked back at the same time. 

Mo Fei Chen and Lu Qingmo simply stopped pretending, sat up straight and watched that waiter and shopkeeper change their expressions from surprise to annoyance.

A man dressed in a scholarly appearance arrived quietly, carrying a bamboo basket on his back. Mo Fei Chen guessed that this person’s qing gong must be as good as his own and Lu Qingmo’s; when he walked, not even a little sound was heard from it.

His expression was cold and his gaze was that kind of empty gaze without anything in it.

“So it’s Bai Jingxi, Yao Shen3(藥神 literally means God of Medicine), I didn’t expect to meet you here. I am very honored to be able to meet you.” Lu Qingmo recognized who the other person was at one glance.

“Bai… Bai Jingxi?” That shopkeeper obviously panicked when he heard the name.

Mo Fei Chen also opened his mouth slightly. In every martial arts novel, there seemed to be a character of a divine healer such as Hu Qingniu4(胡青牛; Hú Qīngniú is a physician residing in Butterfly Valley. He is nicknamed “Jiansi Bujiu” (見死不救; jiànsǐ bùjiù; ‘watch you die and not save you’) for his odd practice of treating the cult’s members free of charge but not others regardless of whatever they are willing to pay. He helps a young Zhang Wuji slow down the effects of his injury caused by the Xuanming Elders, thereby preserving Zhang’s life and buying him time to find a way to heal himself. He also indirectly imparts his medical knowledge to Zhang Wuji. He is killed by Golden Flower Granny in revenge because he refused to save her husband’s life many years ago. However, in reality, it was beyond Hu’s ability to treat Han Qianye’s wounds. ], the immortal healer from the Butterfly Valley. Today, he finally met with the sword master of one of the ten famous swords, Gu Ling (孤淩)5[孤 meant (of a child) fatherless or orphaned or solitary; isolated; alone.  While 淩 : insult; bully/ rise high; tower aloft] Sword, Bai Jingxi. He is also Yao Shen (藥神: God of Medicine), who is ranked number one in medical skill in Jiang Hu.

“Lu Qingmo’s name and reputation are also very famous in Jiang Hu.” Bai Jingxi’s tone remained unhurried as before.

That shopkeeper’s eyes widened once again, “Dang Xiao Sword… Lu Qingmo…”

Without a doubt, they were in bad luck today.

Bai Jingxi raised his finger, the thin threads of sword qi landed on the acupuncture points on the necks of the shopkeeper and the waiter. They both collapsed immediately. Bai Jingxi patted the dust from his body and sat down beside Lu Qingmo, picking up the bowl of wine with the knockout drops  in it and took a sip into his mouth. 

Mo Fei Chen stretched out his hand to remind him, but when he thought that the other party was the God of Medicine, how could he take such a small amount of knockout drops into his eyes?

“Lu Xiong, can you tell me where are you going?”

“(Xiyu) The Western Region.”

“And this little brother?”

“Mo Fei Chen, this humble one’s sworn little brother.”

Bai Jingxi nodded, “Did Lu Xiong (Brother Lu) fight with Ye Su in Yu Lin Town?”