noffsinger Chapter 8: Preparing to Escape Down the Mountain Tonight
Chapter 8: Preparing to Escape Down the Mountain Tonight
Seeing this, Huixin hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, stretching out her arm to block Qingfeng, her tone resolute.
"Stop! With me and my senior sister here, you won't get away with this. It's not worth being punished for a moment of pleasure!"
Qingfeng took several deep breaths, suppressing his anger.
Huixin's words were true; with two people blocking his way, it would be even more difficult for him to make a move if he insisted on doing so.
Helpless, Qingfeng glared at Han Yi resentfully.
"Let's wait and see!"
He turned and left in a huff.
The two spectators, seeing Qingfeng leave, hurriedly followed him.
Mingyue turned around, her gaze gentle, and softly offered words of comfort.
"Junior brother, ignore them. Cultivation is the right path."
Han Yi, shamelessly, gave her a big hug, praising her beauty and compliments, which made Mingyue, who already had a good impression of him, fall head over heels into his sweet little mouth.
"They're utterly beasts!" Huixin couldn't stand it any longer.
"Come back to my residence with me." He forcibly dragged Han Yi to the rear courtyard.
Rows of houses lined both sides of the courtyard. Huixin walked to the left row and pushed open a door.
"This is where I live."
The room was extremely sparsely furnished, with only a single lamp in the corner, two beds side by side with just enough space for one person, and nothing else.
Han Yi frowned, thinking that the guards and stewards could not stay in the mountains, but Qin Yao had to serve him.
Living with his senior brother was inconvenient in many ways. He looked troubled and bit his lip lightly.
"Are there any private rooms in the temple? I have a personal maid who needs to stay and take care of me."
Huixin's face immediately darkened, and she said seriously, "Junior brother, once you enter the Xuanmen, you must sever your ties to worldly desires. Beauty is like a wolf or a tiger; it will only ruin your cultivation state of mind!"
Han Yi scoffed and said disdainfully, "Nonsense. Wine and meat pass through the intestines, but Buddha remains in the heart. Do you even understand this principle?"
Huixin spoke in a very serious tone.
"That's how our master taught us."
As night fell, Han Yi returned to his room and saw steamed buns and pickled vegetables on the table. He knew that Hui Xin had prepared them for him.
His stomach was empty, but because he was used to delicacies, he found it difficult to swallow this coarse food.
He took a small bite of the steamed bun, frowned, ate half of it, and then abandoned it.
Although I don't like food, I am grateful that Huixin immediately drew a picture of a cake.
"Sixth Senior Brother, when we go down the mountain in the future, I will definitely take you to taste all kinds of delicacies."
Upon hearing this, Huixin burst into laughter and patted Han Yi on the shoulder.
"Good lad, you know how to repay kindness. I'll protect you from now on."
The two chatted for a long time until Huixin started snoring.
The night was deep and all was quiet. Han Yi lay in bed, tossing and turning.
The man in the next bed, Huixin, snored loudly. On this summer night, mosquitoes were rampant, buzzing and biting him constantly, making him suffer terribly.
Lost in thought, he recalled the carefree life he had at the foot of the mountain and made up his mind to escape down the mountain that very night.
He quietly got up, his movements light and graceful. He glanced at Huixin from time to time, and seeing that she was fast asleep, he slowly got out of bed and landed silently.
He tiptoed toward the door and gently pushed it open.
The old wooden door creaked open with a piercing sound as soon as it was opened a crack.
He thought to himself, "Oh no!" This broken door is such a nuisance, it only ruins things.
Han Yi's heart leaped into his throat, so tense it almost stopped beating.
He hurriedly turned his head, his eyes flashing like lightning, quickly scanning Huixin's movements. Seeing that she had no reaction, he cautiously and slowly closed the door.
Fortunately, Huixin was fast asleep and unaware of what was happening, continuing to snore rhythmically.
Han Yi even suspected he was hallucinating, as the snoring not only didn't decrease but actually grew louder, which finally made his taut nerves relax a little.
Under these circumstances, Han Yi's courage gradually grew.
He took a deep breath and carefully opened the door again.
Having learned from past mistakes, this time he gritted his teeth, a resolute glint in his eyes.
He quickly grabbed the handle, yanked the door open a crack, and then dashed out like an arrow.
As expected, although the door creaked, the movement was quick and the sound was short, so it did not disturb Huixin who was fast asleep.
Unbeknownst to Han Yi, shortly after he closed the door, Hui Xin slowly opened her tightly closed eyes.
He frowned slightly, a hint of worry flashing across his face, but quickly regained his composure. He didn't get up to chase after them, but just muttered something under his breath.
“My dear junior brother, based on those few heartfelt words of yours, I’ll definitely come and collect your corpse when I wake up.”
After saying that, he smiled helplessly and closed his eyes again.
The Taoist temple was silent under the cover of night, with only the occasional sound of wind and the faint chirping of insects in the distance.
Han Yi tiptoed around the courtyard, searching for a way out. His steps were light and he made no sound.
After confirming several times that there was no movement around him, he crouched down and moved forward along the base of the wall. At this moment, his heart was beating faster and faster, as if it was about to burst out of his chest.
He felt both nervous and excited; the thrill made his palms sweaty.
He found a spot where the wall was relatively low, stretched out his arms, and tried his best to reach up, but he could not reach the eaves.
Left with no other choice, they quietly returned to the main hall and found a table. They moved the table to the foothold under the wall so that they could barely reach the eaves.
Just as he was worrying about how to climb the wall, he suddenly felt a mysterious force lifting one of his feet.
Without a second thought, he was overjoyed and used the momentum to leap onto the wall.
Unexpectedly, he lost his balance the moment he climbed the wall and fell straight down, landing on his back.
Fortunately, he managed to leave the Taoist temple. The moment his body hit the ground, a sharp pain struck him, causing him to grimace and contort his face. However, fearing that he would make a sound and wake his fellow disciples, he had no choice but to endure it.
The pain in his body had not yet subsided, and before he could get up, he saw a white figure leap out from inside the wall and land not far from him.