Chapter 45#

Hua Kai Bu Ji Nian Ending 1 Online Version#

Ending 1 Online Ending

In the following days, the two of them, according to Hua Jinian’s wish, rode back to Floating Pagoda Fortress. Wanxiang Mountain was in a scene of spring returning, with thousands of trees lush and green, hundreds of birds singing, tigers roaring in the spring mountains, and fish swimming in the shallow bottom. The scenery was still beautiful, and the people were still beautiful, but the state of mind was different. Floating Pagoda Fortress was no longer the Floating Pagoda Fortress of the past. In these few months, there were wars and chaos, and rumors were rampant. Floating Pagoda Fortress also lacked the Fortress Master and three General Hall Masters to preside over it. The other halls were at loggerheads with each other, holding grudges for every little thing. There was already a tendency to fall apart. Everyone was not doing their job, making the once glorious eaves full of cobwebs.

Seeing the dilapidated homeland, Hua Jinian couldn’t help but feel a little sad. The two stood in the small woods outside Zhaohua Pavilion, listening carefully to the chirping of insects and birds for a while, feeling the warmth of the sun falling on their faces through the moist and dense green leaves. Hua Jinian suddenly laughed softly: “The first time we met, you were right here, strangling my neck.”

Hua Qianjue looked at the young man’s pitiful expression, and also remembered their first encounter. The unceasing flame in this child’s eyes had also dazzled him in an instant. Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but nod and smile: “You, do you want revenge now?”

Hua Jinian tilted his head and smiled: “I just want you to know that I remember clearly who bullied me.” Hua Qianjue knew he was forcing a smile, and his heart tightened again. For some reason, he still forced himself to laugh with him for a while.

The two talked for a while, pretended to laugh for a while, and walked around Floating Pagoda Fortress on the green ground. Some stories happened in every place, vivid in their minds. Whether happy, sad, confused, or angry, they recalled them one by one. In this defeated and deserted scenery, only the two of them, who had always been taciturn, were talking non-stop. But the more they talked, the more lonely they seemed, and the more lonely they were, the more they talked…

Just like this, talking, walking, and pretending to laugh, they spent this last day with careful caution and all their strength. Try to be happier, try to be more lively. When time slips away at a visible speed in the palm of your hand, people will understand the weight of every smile, every frown, every noncommittal gesture and look of the person beside them. Their eyes hurt but they were reluctant to blink, for fear that if they closed their eyes carelessly, it would be a separation of life and death when they opened them again.

Just walking so carefully, passing by the Thousand Stone Steps, Hua Jinian pointed to the top of the Thousand Stone Steps and frowned: “Do you remember your wedding? The red carpet was laid down from here. It’s fine that you got married, but you still wanted me to welcome the bride for you here…”

Hua Qianjue held his hand, forcibly suppressed the negative emotions in his heart, and laughed in a low voice: “I don’t remember very well. I only remember this tree next to me. That night, you were drunk and not only seduced me on this tree, but also in that room… while doing that, you called my name.”

Hua Jinian was so embarrassed that his face was flushed. Just as he was about to break free from the man’s hand, he heard him whisper in his ear: “So you liked me back then? It’s only today that I understand what you were thinking at that time… Jinian, let’s go up the tree and have a look.”

Before he could finish his words, he held the young man and jumped up, climbing this towering ancient tree in a few steps. He took him to the highest treetop. A huge bright sun seemed to be hanging not far above their heads. The sky was vast and blue, and the oily green leaves were illuminated by the sun into pieces of broken gold. The entire magnificent Floating Pagoda Fortress was in full view.

Hua Jinian laughed lightly: “Hey, hey, do you see Wuhuan Pavilion?”

Hua Qianjue’s eyes narrowed, and he laughed softly: “I see it. What happened in Wuhuan Pavilion again?”

The young man didn’t speak, lowered his head and searched in his arms, then took out a nine-linked ring. The nine-linked ring that was originally broken into pieces was reconnected with gold foil by someone who spent countless efforts. Although it was broken and incomplete, it was still interlocked. Hua Jinian pointed to the nine-linked ring, then pointed to himself, and laughed in a low voice with some embarrassment: “Remember this? That night… it was actually me.”

Hua Qianjue suddenly felt a little sad in his heart. He was silent for a long time, and replied seriously word by word: “That matter? I remember it. It turned out to be you. I said: ‘A clever hand is good at solving the nine-linked ring’. You are a smart and good child, you should like this…”

Hua Jinian smiled with relief. The man looked at his unusually bright smile, and his heart ached. Those ghosts and monsters said that his demonic body was not stable, and he could not use demonic skills within a month. Now there were still twenty days left, but they were about to be separated by life and death. He forcibly suppressed his anger, reached out and broke a half-open bright red flower from the branch, and inserted it in the young man’s temple, saying in a low voice: “Jinian… the people in this world are really hateful. Everyone is against us. But I know a place where no one dares to disturb us. We can spend thousands of years together. Will you wait for me there, okay?”

Hua Jinian seemed a little tired, but still kept his eyes open to look at him. That person’s hair actually had a hint of blood color in the sunlight, so beautiful… He reached out to grab it, but the wind blew and he grabbed nothing. The man saw it, and personally picked up a strand of hair and sent it to the young man’s palm. Hua Jinian laughed non-stop, but his hand slowly clenched, and he repeated softly: “Thousands of years, we can spend them together…”

He laughed for a while, and his eyes suddenly lit up, so brilliant that people couldn’t look away. He looked up at the man and repeated with a smile word by word: “I’ll wait for you.”

The wind blew past, and a tree full of flowers was blown into the air. The flower on the young man’s temple was blown by the wind and also began to fly into the distance. For a time, thousands of flying flowers rendered a crimson rain and mist mountain haze, floating light and leaping gold, up and down the sky. Hua Qianjue lowered his head and lightly kissed the young man’s forehead, solidifying into a heavy silhouette in the brilliant sunlight.

Once remembered the flowers blooming, but not the year.

Once remembered the flowers blooming, but not the year…

“Jianghu Biezuan - Hall Master of Qiyun Hall of Floating Pagoda Fortress”:

Luo Xiaofeng, fond of wealth, with superb martial arts, retired in his old age, year of life and death unknown.

“Jianghu Biezuan - Hall Master of Fusu Hall of Floating Pagoda Fortress”:

Su Meiniang, a master of disguise, apprenticed to the Hundred Poisons Gu Mother, died at the age of twenty-nine.

“Jianghu Biezuan - Hall Master of Miaofa Hall of Floating Pagoda Fortress”:

Wu Qiuping, fond of women, with divine medical skills, was internally designated as the master of White Cloud Temple in his youth, later apprenticed to the Hundred Poisons Gu Mother, died at the age of thirty-one.

“Jianghu Biezuan - Hall Master of Pojun Hall of Floating Pagoda Fortress”:

Geng Yong, with the strength to uproot mountains. On the day of the decisive battle with Huanzhen Mountain Villa, after settling his wife and daughter, he was stabbed seventy-two times, but still fought bloody battles with the enemy, dying after losing all his blood, at the age of forty-six.

“Jianghu Biezuan - Young Master of Floating Pagoda Fortress”:

Hua Jinian, of solitary character, good at cunning schemes, famous in the martial world at the age of sixteen, died at the age of twenty.

“Jianghu Zhengzhuan - Fortress Master of Floating Pagoda Fortress”:

Hua Qianjue, a devil in the world, with a mysterious and cunning mind, the one who established the hegemony of Floating Pagoda Fortress, and the one who destroyed the hegemony of Floating Pagoda Fortress. On the day of the decisive battle, he killed a thousand people with his strength, and died of exhaustion. For several years after the battle, those who experienced this battle would still wake up from nightmares at midnight, drenched in sweat.

Beside the river of dark gold water, spider lilies bloomed wantonly all over the mountains and plains.

The green-faced and long-toothed little ghost hesitated in the sea of flowers, scratching its head. The group of little ghosts behind it were dressed in red, with two pigtails tied on each of their heads, barefoot in shorts and small jackets, clamoring non-stop in the sea of flowers.

A person with a red veil over his head stood at this end of the sea of flowers, looking at the distant horizon, not knowing what he was thinking. A red-clothed little ghost screamed: “What are you still waiting for! Haven’t you been deceived by him enough? You have been waiting here for twenty years!”

One day in the mortal world is one year in the underworld.

That person shook his head and was about to continue waiting, but the chattering ghosts and monsters had already jumped up, stuffed him back into the big red bridal sedan chair, and cursed: “Can’t wait anymore, can’t let you wait anymore!”

The sea of flowers rippled with waves due to this clamor. As they spoke, they ignored that person’s struggle, lifted the sedan chair with many hands, and walked towards the depths of the sea of flowers, blowing and beating, singing a song with obscure meaning—

“Toiling all day just for hunger, once full then thinking of clothes,

Clothes and food both sufficient, then thinking of a delicate and beautiful wife,

Married a beautiful wife and had a son, hating no land and little foundation,

Bought a lot of good land, but disliked having no horse to ride in and out,

Mules and horses tied in the trough, fearing being bullied without an official position,

A seventh-rank county magistrate is still too small, and wants to wear a purple robe in the court,

Jijijiji fu jiji, no need to cry for weddings and funerals!”

The person in the sedan chair listened to the song, but still struggled to look out of the sedan chair. He was suddenly stunned. Outside the sea of heavy flowers, red clouds descended from the sky. Six horned beasts held a huge black carriage, galloping with the sound of rolling slaughter. The carriage ran faster and faster in the clouds, until it landed on the ground with a rumble, lightning and thunder. The carriage flew like an arrow, and where it passed, falling flowers were colorful, and floating flowers were like rain.

Closer to this sedan chair, and closer. The person in the carriage reached out to him from afar.

You were born when I was not, I was born when you were already old;

You hate that I was born late, I hate that you were born early.

You were born when I was not, I was born when you were already old,

Hate not being born at the same time, to be with you every day.

I was born when you were not, you were born when I was already old;

I am at the end of the earth from you, you are at the corner of the sea from me.

I was born when you were not, you were born when I was already old;

Turning into a butterfly to find flowers, resting on the fragrant grass every night.

— If there really is… really is a way to let me stay by your side forever, I only ask that when the time comes, you hold me tight…

The corners of that person’s lips under the red veil then pursed into a gentle arc. He lifted the red veil and reached out his hand.

END