Chapter 3 — Rules of Thanh Lien Coc

His father's body was full of pinholes and bloodstains, his skin showing purple, green and black patches. All the fingers on one hand were broken, as if someone had broken them off one by one. The face that always smiled at me was swollen to the point where its five senses were almost unrecognizable. I knelt in front of him and couldn't make a sound for a long time. Tears fell drop by drop. I tried to support my body, almost wanting to vomit blood and faint. I wiped my father's face clean, adjusted his clothes, and used a needle and thread to sew the torn skin stitch by stitch. I worked for a whole day. The greatest pain is the heart that has died, roughly like that. Bui Ngoc Duong, I don't know when, stood beside me for a long time. He thought I would cry, cause chaos, and even condescended to come and comfort me. But I'm unusually calm. He unconsciously thought that I didn't blame him. Every time before, it was like that, no matter how much trouble you and Mo Yeu made, I calmed myself down for one night, and the next day I took care of you as usual. Seeing my obedient appearance, he smiled at me: "The rules of Thanh Lien Coc, no one is allowed to disobey the master of the valley. In the future, you must remember carefully." "Your sister's poison has been successfully researched. Tomorrow I will let everyone know that there is a part of your father's merit in it. Trieu Tri Linh, you are worthy of me." Worthy of you. Before, I really wished I could hear you say this. But now, I don't need it anymore. Not knowing what to think, a gentle look flashed on Bui Ngoc Duong's face: "A Linh, I'm with you tonight." "Haven't you always wanted to have another child?" No more. Thanh Lien Coc is covered with snow all year round, can't wait for the cold spring. I want to bring my father home. Bui Ngoc Duong did not stay long, but was called away by Mo Yeu. I returned to my room, spread out a piece of paper, and wrote down a letter of peace. Quietly place the peace cup on the desk. Then, carrying his father's remains, he left Thanh Lien Coc. The snow at the entrance of the valley was very deep, stepping down up to my knees. I don't turn back. The seven-year journey, we go back step by step. Only this time, the road was in the opposite direction. …… Bui Ngoc Duong only felt that today was particularly uneasy, he couldn't even hear what Mo Yeu said. He remembered Trieu Tri Linh's tears, his heart felt like it was being squeezed by something, choking to the point of pain. He waved his hand and called Duoc Dong: "You take my card to invite my best friend. He is especially good at restoring the body." "Go and tell the lady, I will definitely let my father-in-law have a glorious burial." Duoc Dong looked at the card in his hand, as if holding a hot potato. Hesitating for a moment, he hesitantly opened his mouth: "Coke master, ma'am has taken old man Trieu out of Thanh Lien Coc, don't you know?" In the blink of an eye, Bui Ngoc Duong's heart felt like a string had broken. He disregarded everything and rushed to Trieu Tri Linh's hospital. Empty. Just as he was about to call someone, his eyes fell on the envelope on the desk. The three words "The Book of Peace and Harmony" glared into my eyes. Bui Ngoc Duong's face suddenly changed. Bui Ngoc Duong tightened his grip on the book, his knuckles shaking. The two words "reconciliation" pierced the bottom of his eyes with pain. He almost wanted to crumple this piece of paper, but his hand stopped halfway when he lifted it. He suddenly turned around: "How long have you been gone, ma'am?" Duoc Dong shrunk his neck: "My lord, the lady left before dawn. She must have left the valley early by now." Bui Ngoc Duong lifted his feet and walked towards the door of the valley, walking quickly as if carrying the wind. The snow flooded over his boots, and he stepped into a series of deep holes. Along the way to the valley gate, we only saw two rows of footprints, deep and shallow, extending down the mountain. Guy

Standing there, my heart suddenly felt empty. Trieu Tri Linh has never been angry before. But every time, she bowed her head first, steamed a basket of floral waffles, or cooked a bowl of ginseng soup that he was used to drinking, placed it at the study door and then left. If he didn't eat, she would steam another batch until he was willing to move his chopsticks. She never really left. So he didn't even know where to go to find her. Bui Ngoc Duong followed the footprints for half an hour, until the snow covered the road and the footprints completely disappeared. He stood at the intersection, surrounded by immense whiteness, suddenly not knowing which direction to go. Where is Trieu Tri Linh's house? He doesn't know. For the past seven years, he has never asked. When we returned to Thanh Lien Coc, it was already dark. Mo Yeu saw him, as usual she stepped up to greet him, holding a newly prepared poison in her hand: "Senior brother, where are you running to? The new medicine I mixed, this time I bet you won't be able to cure it in a month. If you win, as before, Yeu Nhi will give you three nights." "Leave it." Bui Ngoc Duong didn't look at her, walking straight towards the study room. Mo Yeu was stunned. She had never seen Bui Ngoc Duong look like this. She was lost and lost. She didn't even turn around when she called him. "Senior brother?" She chased after him and pulled his sleeve: "What's wrong with you?"