Chapter 187: Wushuangdu - The End
【April.】

[You use earth and wood as auxiliary energy, and water as main energy, to condense the Ice Halberd. You have embarked on the third stage of the practice of the Hundred Strikes of the Prairie Fire again.]

【one strike.】

【Everything is covered with frost.】

[You absorbed all the hardships in your body into this attack, and it seemed as if you had instantly touched the realm of a hundred becoming one. You saw the footsteps that Li Yixiu had walked before, but you took a different path from him.]

[More extreme, more resolute! ]

[From this day on, you further refined your practice. You used the three energies of earth, wood, and water to condense an ice halberd. You struck it with one blow, and the halberd still shattered. You discovered that the power you condensed every day was only enough for this one strike.]

[You then knead the soil into a halberd and continue to practice in the water.]

【Time passes.】

[You have passed the fifth stage of body building.]

[The earth halberd becomes more and more resilient, just like your heart. 】

[You then mixed wood pulp with mud and kneaded it into a halberd. This increased its toughness and gradually made it more handy. You practiced hard, a hundred times a day, without stopping.]

【April 25.】

[Your cultivation has surpassed the sixth stage of body building, which is equivalent to the limit of thunder sound. Your physique has been tempered by a hundred blows of prairie fire, which seems to be comparable to the hundred thunder sounds of the past.]

[You seem to have touched a road to despair. ]

[Pure physique alone is stronger than before. 】

[You finally gained some confidence in yourself, and took Li Yixiu with you on the journey to Jueqingdu.]

Last day before leaving.

Song Lin said goodbye to his neighbors in Wushuangdu.

"You kid, why are you leaving again for no reason? Come, take these food with you, don't get hungry on the road." Qin Wushuang, the owner of the tofu shop, kept mumbling.

He stuffed a package into Song Lin's arms.

"Thank you, Sister Qin."

Li Yixiu said softly.

"Go, go. The sooner you go, the sooner you'll be back."

Qin Wushuang wiped her tears, feeling quite sentimental. A group of children were making a lot of noise around her, and they were young and ignorant, so how could they understand the sorrow of separation?

This time go.

I don’t know if there will ever be a day when we can meet again.

"I'll be back." Li Yixiu smiled gently.

Wheel~~Wheel~~
The sound of the wheelchair faded away.

The master and his disciple rowed a small boat and gradually disappeared in the river.

"Sister Qin, goodbye!"

"Goodbye, Brother Ye."

Qin Wushuang waved to his neighbors on the shore.

"My last name is Ye...Ye as in a small boat..." Why did it have to be Ye as in a small boat?

【April 29th.】

[The boat moves forward alone on the Minjiang River, and the scenery on both sides disappears bit by bit. Jueqing Ferry is getting closer and closer...]

[After you finish eating the food Qin Wushuang sent you, you find some silver coins at the bottom of the package.]

【I felt a little surprised.】

【May 5.】

[You finally arrived at Jueqing Ferry before the sunset on the last day.]

[“Big sister, can you take us to Chaomu Cliff?” Li Yixiu said to the middle-aged lady on the shore.]

【“Don’t you have your own boat?” the woman rowing the boat asked back. 】

[“My apprentice is a scoundrel. He wants to ride on someone else’s boat.” Li Yixiu competently spoke in front of you. ]

[Of course you are not lazy. ]

[It’s just that you stubbornly want your master to experience the feeling of walking on the Jueqing Ferry one last time. Just for the last time…]

【The sadness of separation reverberates in my heart. 】

[He already knows what you want to do. This journey is not so much a reminiscence of the past as a special separation between you, the master and the disciple...]

【The sun sets.】

[The ferry floats on the river, gradually heading towards Chaomu Cliff. ]

[You are late after all. ]

[The amazing sight of the waterfall flowing backwards, accompanied by the last ray of sunset, came to an end. ]

[You and Li Yixiu stood in front of Chaomu Cliff, with a faint smile on your lips. Being able to see the last trace is enough for this life.]

[You have no regrets.]

【May 11.】

[You go straight down the river and return to Wushuangdu. ]

"Finally back." Song Lin felt relieved.

It was a safe journey.

He had come face to face with disciples of the Tiandi Alliance many times, but managed to avoid causing any trouble.

Push the door open.

Song Lin discovered that it seemed someone had been to his dilapidated little house.

After a round of inspection, nothing was lost.

"strangeness."

A peaceful night.

The next day.

Song Lin pushed Li Yixiu to the market as usual.

"It's Lao Ye and Xiao Song, you are back?"

"quick!"

"That's too late!"

"Follow me quickly!"

A neighborhood woman took Song Lin's hand and spoke hurriedly.

"What happened?"

Li Yixiu asked.

"Sister Qin fell seriously ill a few days ago, and she specifically asked to see you for the last time! Go quickly!" The woman looked anxious.

If they were any slower...they might not be able to see each other for the last time.

"what!"

Song Lin and the other man were shocked and hurriedly pushed the wheelchair towards the tofu shop.

Wheel~wheel~~
The sound of wheelchairs was rapid and harsh.

"Not here, here..." The woman pulled Song Lin's sleeve and turned into a small alley.

A few moments.

"Lao Li, Lao Li, open the door quickly!"

crunch~~
The shabby door opened.

The group hurried in and came to a main room.

"mother!"

"Aunt, don't leave!"

There was the sound of a child crying.

Several people were stunned for a moment, and then hurried into the house.

Under the rising sun.

A gnarled arm fell limply to the side of the bed.

The sunlight shone on the bright red birthmark on the arm, making it extremely dazzling.

The last journey of life.

People who met by chance were ultimately unable to see each other for the last time.

"Master~~"

Song Lin lowered his head and was surprised to find that Li Yixiu was staring at the woman's hand with tears already streaming down his face.

what happened?
Even if Li Yixiu couldn't control his emotions at this moment, he couldn't be so sad.

"Isn't her last name Qin?"

Li Yixiu murmured.

"Ah~~"

Qin Wushuang's husband, the tofu seller Old Li, sighed when he heard this, "Actually, Wushuang remarried to me. She was originally from Qinghe and was adopted by a wealthy family. Her name is Li Wushuang."

"The family's original surname was Ye, but she always told me that her surname was actually Li."

Song Lin's heart was shocked.

With a stiff neck, he lowered his head to look at Li Yixiu's face. Numb.

That face seemed to be devoid of any emotion at this moment.

It seemed as if all the words in the world could not express the emotions in his heart.

Li Wushuang.

Ye Wushuang.

Qin Wushuang.

It turned out to be a peerless one.

She had recognized him long ago, so she asked to see him again before she died.

But he...

"Later, her husband's family suffered a disaster, which also affected her adoptive parents' family. She fled all the way to Wushuang Ferry and changed her name to Qin Wushuang..." Old Li sighed and said, "She really liked the name Wushuang. She changed her last name three times, but she still called herself Wushuang."

Wushuang.

No matter what her last name is, she is called Wushuang.

It was as if she was worried that some idiot...wouldn't be able to find her.

If you don't know how to judge a person, he will be easily defeated; if you cross the three hurdles of love, you will find your peerless one.

Song Lin stared at Qin Wushuang's old face.

Suddenly I felt that my master was really a... bastard!
For twenty years, he had not recognized Mu Qingcheng, nor had he recognized the true face of his only brother Wan Zongsheng, nor had he recognized his long-lost sister...

This kind of people.

He was born blind!
"What disease... does she have?" Li Yixiu's voice was dry.

"The doctor said it was typhoid fever..." the neighbor woman sighed, "But who would have thought that typhoid fever could take a person's life so quickly."

The world is impermanent.

Everyone in the room sighed.

"No money for treatment?"

Li Yixiu asked softly.

"...No." Old Li seemed to hesitate and said this.

for a long time.

for a long time.

Song Lin and Li Yixiu left, leaving behind the last 130 copper coins.

"Old Li, why don't you tell them the truth?" the neighbor woman sighed.

"What's the point of telling them? It will only hurt them. The shop is gone, so I'll just have to find a new job starting tomorrow."

"What about the children?"

"After all... you have to raise it."

Old Li shook his head helplessly.

"I think it would be better to give Xiaoru and Xiaoqing away."

"impossible!"

Old Li firmly objected, "When Wushuang was alive, I promised her. No matter what, I will not let what happened to her happen to the children."

"Oh~~~"

The old woman sighed.

The couple were originally two broken families, each with their own children, living together. Over the years, they have treated each other's children as their own.

She doesn't understand.

Why do kind people in this world always have such a miserable life?

【May 15th.】

[Qin Wushuang's funeral ended simply.]

【That day.】

[Li Yixiu stood in front of the tombstone with white paper flying around, unwilling to leave for a long time.]

【Not long.】

【You discovered that Li's Tofu Shop was closed. 】

[A few days later.]

[A rice shop opened, but the neighbors didn't go over to congratulate. It was as if the owner of the shop was a scourge.]

【Until one day. 】

[You saw people wearing Tiandi League uniforms entering and leaving the shop, and finally understood that the person who took over Lao Li's shop had some kind of relationship with Tiandi League.]

[The reason why Qin Wushuang had no money for treatment was not because she gave you those small change, nor was it because Old Li was stingy. It was because... their family really had no money. ]

[It will be difficult to survive in the future, how can I pay for medical treatment? ]

【For poor families, it is normal for a typhoid fever to take a life. 】

[There is no one like you in this world, and there is no one like you in this world.]

[There is no pair in the world, no pair in love.]

[Wushuangdu——End]

The clue representing the end of the third struggle appeared on the reincarnation destiny plate.

Song Lin finally understood.

These three times of fighting for the crossing represent the meaning of Li Yixiu, the "extreme man".

Jueqingdu - no love at all.

Crossing the Wangchuan River - the friendship is over.

Wushuangdu - the end of family ties.

There are three barriers to love, each one is difficult to cross. Each one is broken and heart-wrenching.

But at this moment.

Song Lin is still trapped in the troubled times, the last catastrophe is "The Final Act·Peak Battle".

He is a supporting role.

Li Yixiu is also a supporting role.

As a supporting role, one can only drift and sink in this chaotic world against one's will.

But if he really has the chance to leave, what will he choose?

The answer in my mind is obvious - no.

He is still alive.

They are all still alive.

How could I be willing to give up like this?

Starting from this day.

Song Lin discovered that Li Yixiu had changed.

Became more silent and more gloomy.

Song Lin knew that he had lost all hope in life. Living... might be more painful than death.

"Master, I'm going to practice, you are alone...don't do anything stupid."

Song Lin pushed Li Yixiu into the house and gave him some worried instructions.

"Don't worry, what else can I do besides this mouth?"

Li Yixiu smiled calmly.

A few moments.

Silence returned to the cabin.

Li Yixiu sat alone in front of the window, staring at the night sky.

The love is gone, the friendship is gone, the relatives have left...it seems that this disciple is the only one left by his side.

Although this apprentice always underestimates himself.

but.

This is the only thing I still have.

This is the last person I want to protect in my life!
but.

What else can he do to help him except this mouth?
hum-

Li Yixiu's body was shaking, the wheelchair was shaking, and everything in the cabin was shaking silently.

There was not a sound.

The most powerful force in the world seemed to be brewing within that crippled body.

The people are gone.

Life never ends!

None of the apprentices gave up.

As a master, how could I give up!

(End of this chapter)