Chapter Thirty-Six: The Two Old Men in Red and Black

  Shaanxi, Wugong County.

  In the depths of the ancient forest, the old man still sat in front of the stone hut, staring intently at the chessboard on the stone table, the 16 red and black pieces standing quietly in their respective positions, as if they had never moved since eternity.

  A game of Chinese chess, he stared at it so intently, as if searching for something on it.

  A gust of wind rose, and on the stone bench opposite the old man, there was suddenly another person who looked exactly like him, not only in clothes but also in whiskers and face.

  These two old men turned out to be twins.

  Yes, they were a pair of twins who had passed their 70th birthday.

  Is it you? If observed carefully, the eyebrows of the old man sitting there are actually light red in color. And the eyebrows of the old man who appeared suddenly are light black in color.

  It's me. The old man with black eyebrows sat down at the stone table opposite him and picked up the black "general".

  "How did you come?" asked the old man with red eyebrows.

  Can't I come? The old man with black eyebrows asked back.

  More than thirty years have passed since we brothers were separated by the Chu and Han rivers, and we have never had a chance to meet. The old man with red eyebrows sighed.

  Yes. Thirty-two years have passed in the blink of an eye.

  Master had set a rule for us back then: in this life, well water does not offend river water.

  I know. The old man with black eyebrows replied.

  Since you and I have each taken our positions as generals, we are destined to never meet again in this life. Is it that Master's words no longer carry weight? The old man with the red eyebrows had a stern expression.

  Have you forgotten what Master said back then?

  What's up?

  If he shows up, we'll advance and retreat together. The old man with black eyebrows said.

  He? You mean...

  Haven't you felt it already?

  The old man with red eyebrows looked up at the sky, perhaps thinking of something. After a long time, he sighed. It was that day, the faint aura on that young man's body, it should be him.

  At that time, I was in the dark, but I still felt the aura here, no mistake. It must be him.

  The two old men looked at each other and nodded.

  Thirty years of guarding, today finally waited for the result. The two old men suddenly had tears on their faces.

  "Did you give a chess piece to that young man?" asked the old man with black eyebrows.

  Yes, but I don't dare confirm whether he can understand its meaning or not.

  Why?

  Because of his aura, it's not the true messenger's aura, he still hasn't opened his aperture.

  "Then shall we lend him a helping hand?" asked the old man with black eyebrows.

  No, have you forgotten what Master said?

  How dare I forget. Master said that year, once he and she met, they would stir up a catastrophe that shocked the world, if we took the initiative to help, we would inevitably fall into an irreparable situation.

  Even if we were to be reborn a thousand times, you should understand what it means for us two.

  But after all, he is our benefactor, just like a reborn father and mother. I observed the stars at night and found that he has been plagued by misfortune recently, how can we not help? said Old Man Hei Mei.

  Of course we'll help, but it won't be just the two of us helping.

  Huh?

  Do you still remember those siblings we subdued on Han Zhong Dao back then?

  The old man with a black eyebrow sparkled in front of his eyes. Are you saying that they should let their siblings come forward?

  The old man with the red eyebrows nodded slowly. Judging from their current situation, his siblings could completely protect him and have more than enough to spare. Moreover, by his side, there was also her, don't forget, she wasn't someone to be underestimated.

  It's silence again, for a long time, a very long time.

  Alas, Huajing, Huajing, why did you have to leave behind that drop of blood tear? The old man with the red eyebrows sighed.

  Perhaps it's because he has a deep understanding of emotions. The old man with black eyebrows said. Having seen many things, one naturally develops feelings.

  Oh?

  For so many years, I have been thinking deeply about that drop of blood and tears. Perhaps it is really as the master said, condensed from the heart's emotions and blood. Having seen through all the warmth and coldness of human relationships in the world, he used his own life to dissolve countless love, hatred, and enmity among people. His heart had already been filled with too many emotions, and also filled with suffering that others could not understand. The suffering and emotions eventually condensed into tears, and this drop of tear must be extraordinary.

  That drop of tear wasn't locked up by his four followers in the underworld, was it?

  No, forty years ago, his four followers were suppressing the evil spirit, resulting in three deaths and one injury. The blood lotus was left unattended and disappeared.

  "Is he gone?" asked the old man with red eyebrows.

  Yes, the disappearance was very strange. According to Qi Song's old man, there were at least three versions of this matter circulating around.

  Three versions?

  Yes, one says that the Blood Tear was stolen by a Taoist to secretly refine the Immortal Elixir. One says that the Blood Tear was absorbed back into her heart by Huajing. Another says that the Blood Tear moved the King of Ghosts, and was granted life to come into the world.

  So, which statement is true?

  I don't know. The old man with black eyebrows shook his head.

  "How much of his affairs do you know now?" The old man with black eyebrows suddenly asked.

  "With our abilities, if it were an ordinary person's matter, we could have known it through meditation. However, he is a supernatural being and the girl beside him is also extraordinary. Our status is too low, so we can't even pry into his affairs." said Red Eyebrow Old Man.

  Especially that girl, I still can't guess her true identity until now.

  However, his love is deep and profound.

  This is exactly what I'm worried about, if the emotional turmoil starts again, it will inevitably cause chaos in the Yin realm. At that time...

  The distant mountains and forests suddenly echoed with a loud roar, like the howl of a tiger or the hum of a dragon.

  The old man with red eyebrows frowned.

  Is it Hei Hun? How come, after all these years, Hei Hun still hasn't escaped his fate? Old Man Hei Mei asked.

  Dark Souls is not about being unable to escape, but rather not wanting to escape.

  Oh?

  Alas, the word "love" has ruined many people. He still had something on his mind. A few days ago, I went to see him and advised him to return to the underworld, but he said that as long as he couldn't find the one he loved in his heart, he wouldn't report to the underworld for a day. Said Hongmei.

  Are you still defending him?

  Neither of us is an unfeeling person; why not lend a helping hand to someone so sincere?

  But because of this matter, you have already offended Ma Mian... The old man with black eyebrows said worriedly.

  I know that's why I've already told him to go find him. In this world, if there's still someone who can help him, it must be him.

  But he doesn't even know who he is now. The old man with the black eyebrows hesitated. Is it suitable to suddenly let a ghost find him?

  It's a helpless move, if I don't come up with this last resort, I'm afraid it will be impossible to save him and this mountain forest.

  "What's wrong?" The old man with black eyebrows asked in surprise.

  Ma Mian issued an ultimatum yesterday, if I don't give him the Black Soul, he'll tear his face off. You and I are the opponents of the entire underworld. So, I can only let the Black Soul go find him. The sound you heard just now is the sound of this soul escaping from calamity, now, he may already be on his way to find him.

  Oh. The old man with the black eyebrows nodded. It's all that can be done now. When Ma Mian comes, tell him that Hei Hun has escaped on his own and is gone. This way, we can shirk responsibility.

  But at that time, he was the one who separated Black Soul and Demon Spirit. We didn't have his consent, but we released Black Soul, what if Black Soul and Demon Spirit combine again and cause another catastrophe...

  We no longer have the ability to protect Hei Hun. Letting him go is also an inevitable thing. Besides, back then he sealed Hei Hun because Hei Hun was too violent and brutal. More than 30 years have passed, I think Hei Hun has already completely dissipated his brutal aura. Now, he only wants to find Mo Ling and regain the true love of his youth.

  Alas. The old man with black eyebrows let out a long sigh. What is love? Even the likes of Black Soul, a demonic leader, cannot put it down.

  Little did he know it was him, even if he tried to change his feelings, wouldn't he still be trapped by them? The old man with the red eyebrows also sighed.

  Alas. Two long sighs echoed through the forest.

  "By the way, what's the story with that young man who suddenly appeared in the formation a few days ago?" Red Brow Old Man suddenly changed the subject and asked.

  "Didn't you bring it in?" The old man with black eyebrows asked back.

  No, I thought it was you who did it.

  So he suddenly entered the formation, was there someone else making mischief in it?

  "Who is it? Someone who can make a living person suddenly appear in the master's array from back then, and that young man is unscathed. This kind of skill is truly astonishing." said Red Eyebrow Old Man.

  The old man with black eyebrows stretched out his hand to gently stroke the stone table in front of him, and after a moment, he stood up and took three steps back. The old man with red eyebrows also stood up and took three steps back.

  Two people, four eyes, staring at the stone table in front of them like wolves.

  Keke, ke, a burst of strange noise, the stone table turned into powder and flew away in the wind.

  Haha, thirty-two years without seeing each other, it's really astonishing. The old man with red eyebrows strokes his long beard.

  But this skill is still not enough to make you unaware. The old man with black eyebrows looked gloomy.

  The old man with the red eyebrows also looked disappointed. Yes, at the moment when my power was released, I felt it. And as for whether the person who brought the young man in had used magic or not, I still couldn't figure it out until now.

  The two of us are simply no match for that person. vv... Who is he? The two old men fell into deep thought once again.