Blood Moon Hunters Chapter 311

Published at 8th of May 2023 04:49:24 PM

“Hahaha!”

Zhao Yun burst out laughing. After listening to the story of Zhuge Liang and Huang Yueying, he admired them even more. What a wonderful couple. Their talent was unprecedented and they left behind a legend for themselves.

Huang Yueying used the “Three Noes” to test her husband's love for her, Zhuge Liang used the “Buffalo and Horse” to cleverly receive his bride. The story of lifting the red veil and meeting the beauty became a thousand-year legend waiting to be told.

“Mr. and Mrs. Prime Minister is really a match made in heaven! Zilong had never seen a couple so fitting! No wonder brides have to cover their head with a red veil, this is where it started!” Zhao Yun smiled and said.

“General Zhao, you're too polite. Ever since I left the mountain, I rarely saw Yueying. I've disappointed her a long time ago…” Zhuge Liang sighed.

Looking back at the past, when the two were in their heyday, he left for the world. Although he came back to Longzhong and brought her with him, he was unable to spend time with her afterward.

They only enjoyed a short peaceful accompaniment when making the Zhuge Crossbow and Buffalo and Horse. However, when the Buffalo and Horse was completed, the peerless beauty was already getting old.

His career came to a stop when he angered the heaven. He then began to grow old. He came out to war for 27 years and let Huang Yueying wait for him for 27 years alone.

However, she did not complain at all and silently stayed behind for him. Even after he died, she spent a long time kneeling in front of his grave and crying bitterly.

Not long afterward, she passed away and became the flowers and grass around his graveyard. Since there was a special force, no animal dared to go near.

This was a Tao Law that Huang Yueying made Zhuge Liang teach her. She had already thought of it a long time ago. If one day her husband passed away, she would not live alone. However, she could not die in vain.

Before dying, she arranged for their children's livelihood and came to pray before his grave. By burying her thoughts for him here, she could turn into flowers and grass to accompany him.

As long as her thoughts for him do not pass, the spiritual strength of these plants would always be there. They would accompany him through the four seasons and natural disasters. When the spring breeze blows by, she would be with him again in the next life.

“Prime Minister, at least you let your lady's story become a legend. But what about me? I don't even know why people are passing on my story but she was not documented in history.”

“She clearly loved me so much and was willing to spend her life with me, knowing that I could die anytime. However, not only did I leave her to spend the rest of her time in loneliness, but I also did not give her a status that people would know.”

Zhao Yun shook his head sadly. For thousands of years, he had been missing that person. He tried to do everything to make up for it. However, that person was no longer there. All that was left was regrets.

Zhuge Liang said slowly, “General Zhao, you can't be blamed for it. The Majesty did not give you a position like Yunchang and the rest in time, so the history books would not record it down. Besides, you guys…”

Zhao Yun nodded and said, “I know. As a military general, it is already not easy for me to lead the army in war and be called General of Tiger's Might.”

“How am I supposed to fight with Brother Yunchang and the rest for their titles? My way of thinking is the same as yours. As a monk, when I fight for my people and gain the credits, they are all superficial.”

“It's just that the world remembered me but not her. I feel so guilty! Although she was just a mortal, she was my most beloved woman, yet I…”

Tears started forming in his Zhao Yun's eyes. He thought of his wife. For all his life, he was accountable to anyone but this woman. He knew that he had wasted her whole life.

That year, they met on the battlefield. This woman was no different from a man. Her martial arts skills were outstanding. Even when she was surrounded by the enemy, she was not afraid.

Later on, he rode on his horse and barged into her battlefield, saving her from the enemy. Then, the Shu army came to help and both of them charged through the enemy.

Since then, she had fallen in love with him. In her words, it was, “That day, you wore a silver helmet and a white robe. You rode a white horse and held a silver sword as you barged into my world.”

“Ever since then, I never left. Every time I saw your white back view, I cannot stop thinking about you.”

It was the first time in Zhao Yun's life that a woman confessed her love for him so straightforwardly. He was a cultivator of Greater Power, he could easily tell that this woman was speaking the truth.

This sincerity was much stronger than Madam Fan whom he had met before. This was because he knew that a part of Madam Fan's infatuation for him was forced.

Besides, their relationship could not be complicated. No matter how much this woman loved him, he could not accept it. Zhao Yun also did not allow something such chaos to happen.

However, this woman before his eyes was definitely the one who felt the strongest for him. However, during then, Zhao Yun was much older than her in human years.

He also knew that he was being punished by heaven and his lifetime was decreasing rapidly. Perhaps this mortal woman would live longer than him. If he accepted it, wouldn't he be lying to her?

However, later on, their various acquaintances in the Kingdom of Shu started to push them together. Eventually, they really got together. She gave up on all the fighting and became a good wife to support her husband.

However, Zhao Yun spent his entire life at war and did not spend much time with her. He only left behind two kids who also did not get to spend much time with their mother. This caused his children to forever remain as mortals.

Moreover, their martial arts could not be compared to his. Meanwhile, his wife, who was in her heyday, was slowly getting old before his eyes. Eventually, when he died of old age, she was heartbroken.

Soon after his death, she also followed after him. This was the woman that Zhao Yun felt apologetic for in his entire life. She was Ma Chao's younger sister, Ma Yunlu.

“Yunlu…” Zhao Yun called out the familiar name in a low voice. Tears fell uncontrollably.

Zhuge Liang sighed, “General Zhao, I think Miss Yunlu should know that you have been thinking about her day and night for many years. Maybe she will probably smile in the netherworld…”

He did not know how to comfort Zilong. From his wife's death until now, at least he could still feel a longing so faint that it almost disappeared completely.

Moreover, his feather fan was protected extremely well by her during these thousands of years. Other than some marks of her grips, it was almost branded new.

Whenever he saw this fan, it felt like he could see Huang Yueying and could even feel the trace of spiritual strength she had left behind.

However, Zhao Yun did not teach his wife how to practice Buddhism. In the blink of an eye, thousands of years had passed. Ma Yunlu had already reincarnated countless times. She had already forgotten about him like having drunk Granny Meng Soup.

Meanwhile, he could only suffer from longing for her. No matter how hard he searched, it was so difficult to find that one bit of Yunlu's remnant soul. After all, she was only a mortal and things like this were hard to keep for long.

Let alone for thousands of years.

Then, Zhuge Liang gently swayed his feather fan. He took out a set of wine ware and started pouring two shots of spiritual wine for him and Zhao Yun. They were basically on the same page and suffered the same sorrows.

Both of them gave up their practice for the sake of people and both also wasted the life of a woman infatuated with them, leaving behind thousands of years of regrets. No more words could compare to the hangover after a jug of wine.

Even though they knew that their heart would hurt even more after the wine slides down their throat, they still insisted on getting drunk. This was because the spiritual wine could cause their primordial spirit to become dizzy. They could then visit their loved ones in their dreams.

They could also temporarily forget about all pains in the short dream. Although this dream would disappear like a bubble and their hearts would hurt even more after they woke up, they were still willing.

The two men drank for three days and three nights. The two big men confided in each other and shed endless tears. Those tears were not real, but very heartfelt.

It was their primordial spirits that were crying. The tears were condensed from the primordial spirits, which were more unbearable than the one from their heart. It was the pain that stemmed from their soul.

The tears fell into the cups and dissolved away while pain builds up in the one crying.

Later on, Zhao Yun fell asleep. He returned back to Zhao Changge's dragon gut silver spear. He felt deeply the kind of sorrow before one died and he could not help but grabbed onto his heart firmly.

He felt a strong wave of pain which felt like an awl hitting violently on his heart. Each strike was harsher than the one before. After piercing through his heart, it still did not stop and continued to torture him.

“Uh!”

Zhao Changge pressed against his heart and curled up on the floor. Saliva flowed out of his mouth uncontrollably. His eyes were wide opened and he did not even dare to breathe. If he moved slightly, his heart would feel like it was being pierced through.

Not only that, but he was also holding back a puff of air in his chest. No matter what, he could not let it out. His teeth were going to break from his strong gritting. However, he could only feel the pain building up and allow his body and mind to be tortured.

“Oh!”

At this moment, Zhuge Liang appeared behind him, casting a spell to stop the pain. After Changge gasped for air, he got up and wrapped his fist, saying, “Thank you senior Marquis Wu, General Zhao…”

Zhuge Liang said slowly, “He is feeling frustrated over love. This is the pain he had been dealing on his own for the past thousands of years. All because he let a woman down.”

“What?! He had to endure this pain for thousands of years?!”

Zhao Changge was covered in a cold sweat. He would never forget the pain he just went through. Once it came to him, he felt regret and sorrow dwindling in his heart. It was so painful even his primordial spirit felt like it was being cut by knives.

Did Zhao Yun endure this kind of pain alone?! How much must he love that woman to be unable to forget her even thousands of years later and endure such tragic pain until now?

“The world only knows the Victorious General Zhao Zilong, but not the infatuated Zhao Yun,” Zhuge Liang shook his head and sighed.

Then, he turned and left. Zhao Changge stood where he was and placed his hand on his chest as he recalled the pain from earlier and what Marquis Wu just said. He gained even more understanding of this idol, but he could not feel happy.

Chapter end