Chapter 124 of Ten Scenes Satin

Huang Zhonggui remained silent for a long while, then extended his right hand, palm facing upwards, and said, "Try touching my palm with your finger."

Zhao Wanyan, unsure of his intentions, did as he said and touched his palm. Upon contact, she felt his skin and flesh were as hard as ice, extremely stiff. Zhao Wanyan shuddered, shivering slightly, and quickly withdrew her hand, saying, "You...your body...why is it so cold?" Huang Zhonggui said, "The 'Taiyin True Qi' I cultivate is such a cold and yin martial art."

Zhao Wanyan whispered, "Isn't practicing such a skill painful?" Huang Zhonggui coldly replied, "Cultivating 'Taiyin True Qi' is indeed arduous, but when used on an enemy, they can suffer a hundred times more than I do. To kill those I want to kill, I've practiced any martial art."

Zhao Wanyan... When Yan heard him speak, his tone was as cold as ever, and she couldn't help but feel a chill. She said softly, "Brother Xiang's martial arts are very good, but he... he doesn't kill people indiscriminately. Mr. Huang, don't you think this... is a bit inappropriate?"

Huang Zhonggui slowly said, "There aren't many people I want to kill. The one I most want to kill, I haven't managed to kill yet.

When my martial arts are fully mastered, killing this person will be the day I die. Right and wrong, good and evil, will no longer be my concern."

Zhao Wanyan was suddenly startled and asked, "Why?"

Huang Zhonggui gazed at Zhao Wanyan and quietly said, "I'll ask you a question. Do you believe..." "After a person dies, they become a ghost?" Zhao Wanyan was taken aback, unsure of his intention. After a moment's thought, she said, "When I was little, my mother told me some ghost stories, but... I've never actually seen a ghost." Huang Zhonggui said, "If no one has seen a ghost, then after a person dies, they cannot become a ghost to seek revenge on their enemies. In that case, I'd rather become a ghost before I die." Although

it was already dawn, the light in the cave was dim. Huang Zhonggui's eerie words made Zhao Wanyan feel frightened, and she involuntarily took a small step back, whispering, " "I don't understand... what does this mean?"

Huang Zhonggui said, "Twelve years ago, this person came to where I live and killed someone. This person is to me what Xiang Yang is to you." Zhao Wanyan swayed, thinking, "So his beloved was killed by someone else, and he wants revenge."

But Huang Zhonggui's face was cold as he continued, "At that time, I didn't know any martial arts, but this person's martial arts were unfathomable. I wasn't killed by him and survived. I don't need to tell you the details."

He suddenly paused and stopped speaking.

As Zhao Wanyan listened to his recounting of the past, she vaguely sensed that he had experienced a great upheaval. However, Huang Zhonggui spoke without any emotion, simply recounting his story. Although Zhao Wanyan was soft-hearted, she couldn't feel his sorrow; instead, she felt pity for him and softly asked, "According to what you've said, your past must have been very tragic. Why... why do you seem... not to feel any pain at all?"

Huang Zhonggui replied, "Before, I lived in pain. For the first three years, I cried like any other mortal, haunted by hatred. From that day on..." "I desperately wanted to find this person, so I joined a sect, learned martial arts, rose through the ranks, and practiced even higher levels of skill. Finally, I reached a bottleneck I couldn't overcome. I suddenly realized that seeking revenge with ordinary martial arts was far too difficult, because that person's martial arts were once far superior to mine.

Therefore, I practiced this particular martial art."

As he spoke, Huang Zhonggui raised his right palm and slashed through the air. A sharp "whoosh" sounded, and a three-inch-deep knife mark appeared on the cave wall—the result of the fierce energy of the "Taiyin Blade." Zhao Wanyan was startled, her heart pounding. She whispered, "This skill is indeed formidable." Huang Zhonggui said, "Indeed, but this martial art is excessively cold and yin, defying the laws of nature. Deeper cultivation will damage one's own body. None of those who practiced this skill in the past lived past six years." Zhao Wanyan was even more astonished, saying, "Then you…you…"

Huang Zhonggui said, "I have cultivated the Taiyin True Qi for nine years; I should have died long ago. The day I began practicing, I changed my name to 'Zhonggui,' originally with this understanding." Zhao Wanyan thought, "Zhonggui?

What does that mean?" Suddenly, she realized, "Ah, yes, he is a ghost among men. He…he doesn't care about his own life at all." Understanding this, she felt a deep pang of pity, wanting to say something, but unable to utter a word.

Huang Zhonggui said calmly, "For nine years, my only purpose has been to kill this person. The deeper my martial arts skills, the more I find it difficult to live a normal life. It's better to be a ghost than a human. Without the constraints of emotions and desires, my martial arts skills will deepen, and only then can I kill him in my lifetime." Zhao Wanyan gently shook her head, thinking, "Isn't this too painful? If it were me, I... I couldn't do it."

After hearing Huang Zhonggui's words, she gradually understood his inhuman behavior. She saw that his eyes were empty and lifeless, reflecting only a gray hue even when he was looking at her. She unconsciously thought of Xiang Yang's eyes, which were always bright and spirited, even at the moment of their separation, his eyes still held an indomitable belief. They were completely different from Huang Zhonggui's, one alive and one dead. She couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions and sighed softly.

Huang Zhonggui asked, "What are you doing?" Zhao Wanyan whispered, "Nothing, it's just... I... I... I think you don't need to force yourself like this..." Huang Zhonggui remained silent, his body motionless. Seeing this, Zhao Wanyan said softly, "Mr. Huang, you don't really want to be a ghost, do you? Why...

hurt yourself like this..." Huang Zhonggui coldly replied, "Being a ghost is good. Staying in the world as Huang Zhonggui saves me from many unnecessary troubles." Zhao Wanyan gently shook her head and said softly, "You want to avenge your loved one, isn't that... isn't that a kind of emotion? This proves that you are still human, why do you have to..."

Suddenly, Huang Zhonggui's left hand reached out and grabbed Zhao Wanyan's throat. Zhao Wanyan was stunned. She could no longer make a sound, and felt like she couldn't breathe, as if she were tightly bound by a cold iron ring. Her face turned red from the suffocation, and she tried to pry it off, but her hands and feet were completely powerless.

She was anxious and terrified, but powerless to struggle. Her head was spinning, and she was on the verge of fainting. Just then, Huang Zhonggui slowly released his grip. Zhao Wanyan's body went limp, and she collapsed to the ground. A rush of air shot through her, and she coughed incessantly, panting heavily.

She managed to lift her head and saw Huang Zhonggui with a frosty expression, his right hand pressed tightly to his chest. He stood up and said, "Don't say anything more. Go. You don't need to wait for me for these three hours. I will follow you on the road.

Don't tell anyone else that I'm following you." With that, he turned and slowly walked out of the cave.

Zhao Wanyan gently touched her throat, coughed a few more times, and finally felt a little better. She stood up, but Huang Zhonggui was no longer in the cave. Zhao Wanyan stared blankly for a while, thinking, "He's not a ghost; he's just torturing himself. If he wants to practice martial arts, why does he have to become like this? Brother Xiang, Young Master Wen, and Miss Hua wouldn't do this, nor would Master Lu." Then she thought, "Since Brother Xiang knows him, why doesn't he help him? Hmm, perhaps he hasn't mentioned it to Brother Xiang. When I see Brother Xiang, I'll tell him, so he can help Mr. Huang find a way to stop him from living like this. Isn't it too pitiful to live like this?"

Having made up her mind, she walked out of the cave. Seeing the bright sunshine and no trace of Huang Zhonggui in the forest, she thought, "Mr. Huang said he would follow me, so I'll just go my own way." She straightened her clothes and began to walk down the mountain.

She walked along, frequently looking around, but she didn't see Huang Zhonggui at all. She walked until she reached the bottom of the mountain, spending more than half an hour, but Huang Zhonggui still hadn't appeared. If he really was secretly following her, Zhao Wanyan couldn't be sure. Suspicious, she stopped thinking about it and headed south.

**** Several episodes had featured Huang Zhonggui and Zhao Wanyan; this episode marks a break in that series.

While writing this part, I was quite worried about... Zhao Wanyan and Huang Zhonggui. One speaks slowly and softly, and the other was almost never talkative before. Writing about these two characters several times in a row would probably slow down the pacing considerably... In comparison... it would be a world of difference from the dialogue rhythm of Wen Yuan and Xiao Murong...

lol

But there's nothing I can do about it; it's necessary for the story...

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