Life: A Black and White Film (一生一世，黑白影画)

Chapter 12.3 - This Avici Hell (3)

So, Fu Yiming had solicited his help.<>Please read this at hui3r[dot]wordpress[dot]com instead

Later, Cheng Muyun had agreed to it.<>Please support this translation at hui3r[dot]wordpress[dot]com instead

His agreement to help Fu Yiming investigate this case had come with a stipulation: Fu Yiming's entire operations team had to be turned over to him and fully cooperate with his orders, with a time limit of three years. Three years later, the case was solved within the agreed timeframe. The other side launched a mad pursuit of vengeance, trying to completely purge and annihilate this underground ops team that was specifically in charge of transnational cases.

In that cruel incident of "being purged," Cheng Muyun had actually been targeted as one of the ones to be killed. Countless brothers had given their lives in order to protect him and send him to a safe place.

Before he left, it was his own family who had forced him to take the vow, that he could be in any country he so pleased, doing whatever to squander away and enjoy his life, but for the rest of his life, he could not return to Moscow. That city had already become too dangerous for Cheng Muyun.

He really did take that vow. Of course, it had been made to God.

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Cheng Muyun picked up a small stone and held it in his open palm, like he was weighing it. Suddenly, it shot out from his hand. In the dark night, a peacock let out an abrupt shriek and immediately unfolded its plume, eyeing Cheng Muyun with hostility.

"Dearest, do you know what these wild peafowls in India most like to eat?" Cheng Muyun rose, and in the chilling wind, he stared down from on high at that peacock. His voice becoming light, he told her, in Russian, an interesting fact. "It is the young form of that snake that strikes fear into man, the cobra."

Nature always contains so many surprising facts.<>Please read this at hui3r[dot]wordpress[dot]com instead

You may think that the cobra is the most dangerous thing and peacocks are noble and beautiful; hence, you will not imagine that one of the much-loved foods of the peacock is actually the immature cobra.

Just as, when Cheng Muyun first took over the leadership of that small operations team, everyone had believed that his background was complicated and, moreover, unclean, that he was a dangerous individual and would bring bale to the group. Yet, in the end, it was a person within that group, or perhaps a few persons, ones who had "clean" backgrounds, who had betrayed everyone.<>Copyright of Fanatical, hui3r[dot]wordpress[dot]com. Translated with the express permission of the author for hui3r[dot]wordpress[dot]com. If you are not reading this from hui3r[dot]wordpress[dot]com, the translation has been taken without consent of the translator.

How could the world's ways ever conform to being if not black, then white; and when have they complied with being if not this, then that?

Who is a brother, and who is an enemy? Were it so easy to discern, there would never have been so much blood shed in vain and innumerable skeletons left behind. There would not be spirits that, even with one hundred thousand recitations of the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Sutra, could not be released out of suffering into peace.<>Copyright of Fanatical, hui3r[dot]wordpress[dot]com. Translated with the express permission of the author for hui3r[dot]wordpress[dot]com. If you are not reading this from hui3r[dot]wordpress[dot]com, the translation has been taken without consent of the translator.

When the early morning hours arrived, the two of them both squeezed onto that bed on the second floor of that small building. Long after he had closed his eyes, Wen Han still quietly opened hers several times to look at him.