Towards Eternity
Ch 610s
In the endless darkness. Weng Lou stood alone, staring at the darkness. He did not feel alien to this darkness.
This darkness was something he had often seen in a few moments. But at this moment, his face looked shriveled. Usually in this darkness, he would not hear a sound, nor feel anything. But now, he could clearly hear some familiar-looking sounds in his ears.
"Hey, do you think he'll wake up?" One of the voices could be heard talking while a slight joking tone sounded from him.
"I-I don't know, Uncle Master. We-We shouldn't be doing this. What if the teacher wakes up? We'll be in trouble when that happens!" The other voice sounded agitated and there was a hint of fear as he spoke.
"You're too scared! Look, this Uncle Master of yours has never gotten into any trouble just because of something so trivial! So you don't have to be afraid and doubt, let's help me by adding a little in this section" said the previous voice again.
"But-But...." The second voice hesitated.
"Ah, forget it! Let me do it myself! I'm disappointed a student of my friend would be a cowardly kid like you. Ck ck ck...see and observe from there, your Uncle Master will do it himself."
After he finished speaking, Weng Lou somehow felt a cold sensation on his face, as if there was water dripping and flowing from him. But in this darkness, Weng Lou could not see anything.
He touched her face, and found no cause for the wet sensation. After thinking for a moment, he finally understood what was going on.
"It's over, it's my best masterpiece! I call it, The Night Dragon Who's Falling asleep!" The same voice finally came back, and the cold sensation that Weng Lou felt finally disappeared.
"Haha.....Lou, my friend, you have helped me create this masterpiece of mine! You will always remember!"
In the darkness, suddenly Weng Lou's eyes let out a cold light, and he took a deep breath.
The two voices he heard, were none other than his disciple, Du Zhe and also Weng Ying Luan. Of course, the one who spoke the most was none other than Ying Luan. The other voice was Du Zhe.
After a moment of silence, Weng Lou tried to focus himself. He forced his mind to wake up. The darkness he felt and saw slowly became blurry and blurry.
"Hm? What the hell's going on? I see her eyelids move, or just my feelings? Who cares, today, I Weng Ying Luan will make a masterpiece that can shake heaven and earth!"
In reality, Weng Ying Luan's hand held a small brush with thick ink on the tip. He brought it closer to Weng Lou's face, about to make another image in the still empty area. Meanwhile, Du Zhe who was not far away from him could only hold his breath and feel like he had to leave immediately from this place.
His premonition said, if he did not leave immediately, then there would be something bad happening to him.
"Teacher, forgive me for being such an unfilial student" he murmured.
"What do you mean, Du Zhe? We're not like committing a serious crime, just a little joke, okay? After all your teacher isn't that sensitive person, she will definitely understand believe me! I am your Uncle Master!"
Weng Ying Luan turned to Du Zhe, trying to convince him.
But instead of being calm, Du Zhe's face seemed the opposite. His face flashed as pale as without the slightest blood. Both of his eyes were wide open and he was trembling in fear.
Seeing this, Ying Luan raised next to her eyebrows, and turned her head back towards Weng Lou who should still be lying unconscious.
But it was not Weng Lou who was unconscious that he found, but Weng Lou who had both eyes wide open and looked at Ying Luan with cold eyes. The look in his eyes seemed to say that he would not let her off the hook after doing all this.
Weng Ying Luan blinked a few times, before then her face instantly turned into a bright smile, as if nothing had happened before. The brush in his hand had already thrown him as far as possible.
Weng Ying Luan hurriedly turned around and walked towards the exit of the room where they were currently. Just as his hand was about to touch the doorknob, the voice behind him instantly stopped the action he was about to take.
"Just try to touch the doorknob, and you'll feel some of your ribs broken" Weng Lou said coldly.
"Hahaha. You know, I was just kidding around, don't take a little matter like that seriously, okay?" Weng Ying Luan's hand scratched the back of her head, while her other hand moved towards the doorknob.
"We'll see who's joking. Touch the handle, and you'll find out."
Take a deep breath. Weng Ying Luan found herself now in deep trouble. However, his resolve was already round! He won't just back off!
"OK okay...Take it was my fault, I'll compensate, happy?"
"No, you don't need any compensation. Just give me your body, and let me break some of your ribs, then we break even."
"Weng Lou's! I didn't even hurt you one bit!"
"Two ribs, nothing more."
"Omong empty!"
In one swift pull, Weng Ying Luan moved and opened the room door then flew very quickly, exiting the building they were in right now. Unexpectedly, Weng Lou actually did not move in the slightest from his bed. He only saw the departure of Weng Ying Luan for a while before then changing his previously lying position to sit leaning back and looking towards Du Zhe who was standing still near the exit.
The expression became ugly as both of Weng Lou's eyes looked at him in silence.
"Teacher...."
"No need to say anything, I know you have no intention of getting involved with this, your Uncle Master is forcing you" Weng Lou said with a sigh.
As if the heavy weight in his heart was lifted, Du Zhe also heaved a sigh of relief. He was afraid that he would also be scolded by Weng Lou. He realized, as a disciple, he should have been more courageous and stopped Weng Ying Luan earlier.
"Du Zhe, can you go out and practice by yourself today? Teacher feels unwell and wants to rest."
Hearing Weng Lou's words, Du Zhe quickly nodded and walked out of the room, leaving Weng Lou alone.
After living alone in the room, Weng Lou was finally able to relax more and check out where he was currently. It was a very large room. He had not noticed it before, but this room looked exactly like the room of a noble, with many kinds of furniture displayed throughout the rooms.
Weng Lou could tell, that this was the most luxurious room he had ever occupied for as long as he lived. But that luxury was inversely proportional to the desolate and almost dead atmosphere he felt. For some reason, although very luxurious, but this place seems to have been abandoned for a long time, although actually Weng Lou could not find the slightest dust in the room.
The corner of his eyes moved and captured an image of a Phoenix painting that was exactly the same as the one he had seen in the room where Lin Nushen had taken it before.
Only, Weng Lou did not feel the will of annihilation on the Phoenix, but rather the will that was restoring, or perhaps more accurately saying it was a force that regenerated the body of someone who was in a wounded condition, he said, whether it is a minor or severe injury.
Weng Lou's body that was still slightly injured felt like it was being healed slowly but surely. He can feel it clearly. ...where is this?