Chapter 61

  Cheng Fu was busy taking care of Dao Jing, afraid that a moment's negligence would delay Mo Mu's treatment. On the night Dao Jing fell ill, she took him back to the Yun family and handed over all his medicine for the next few days.

  "These two red-tied packets are for tomorrow morning and evening, after you finish these two packets, you'll be about 70% better. The remaining four hemp-tied packets are consolidating medicine, just take one packet per day from now on. Remember, before finishing all of them, don't exert yourself physically, got it?"

  Gazing lazily at the leaves on the trees in the hazy morning fog, he responded with a murmur.

  The next few days, Lu Jian stayed by Dao Jing's side because they were afraid that Yun Daniang would worry if they didn't return to the Yun residence.

  But this instead made Yundan Niang suspicious.

  She held a bamboo basket containing beans in her hands, looking at Meng Mu who was helping her push the millstone, and asked tentatively: "Young man, where are Yun Zhao and the others? Have they returned?"

  Meng Mu couldn't help but laugh, "No, no, they're at the Qin's house, having a great time. Don't think too much into it."

  "Alas, big sister isn't imagining things, yesterday I had a dream, and this heart of mine has been uneasy all along."

  Dreams are born from the heart, as the saying goes, "Daytime thoughts and nighttime dreams", this cloud mother thought about it and came to the conclusion that it was none other than these two sons. Meng Mu smiled and asked in agreement, what dream?

  Yun Daniang leaned against the millstone and sat on a stone pedestal, habitually patting her waist. "I dreamed that Su'er was harmed by someone, covered in blood, and I was so anxious, wanting to hug him but couldn't catch him, calling out his name, but he couldn't hear me either. Alas! You don't think anything will happen to my Su'er, do you?"

  "Hey, your Cloud Soo is doing well, isn't he? With just one move, everything is settled. Who can harm him? Who can possibly harm him?"

  Although he thought so, Mengmu still comforted in a gentle tone, "Don't worry, madam, dreams are the opposite. This dream may be a sign that Yun Su will have good fortune and prosperity in his future, and get promoted and wealthy."

  "This child..." Yundan's smile faded, but thinking that Yun Su was indeed also very promising, this generation of young people were all good, Yundan thought about it and felt a great sense of comfort.

  "My son Yun Su, is a sensible child. He's also pitiful, having lost his father at a young age and relying on me to raise him. In fact, if it weren't for him, I, as a widow, wouldn't be able to make ends meet. Now that he's grown up, if he can make something of himself, I'll finally be at peace. It's just that I haven't seen him bring home a wife yet, and I'm not willing to die."

  "Huh? What are you saying, always talking about death and dying?" Mengmu pretended to be serious, but turned around and tried to comfort her in a gentle tone: "Auntie, you have to think this way. This person has his gains and losses, it's just a matter of whether he is willing or not. Yun Su being able to become a disciple of the Xian family is a rare opportunity given by heaven, of course cutting off worldly ties is a necessary price to pay. Fortunately, he can still come back to see you, compared to others, this is already a huge advantage. You have to be open-minded about it, or else he will know and his heart will be even more troubled."

  I really can't wait for this person to be all tangled up, and then come up with a way to let Yun Su know about it tomorrow, and see how that smug guy will still manage to remain calm.

  Besides, when he becomes an immortal in the future and undergoes the heavenly thunder tribulation to transform his body, you two will have nothing to do with each other by then!

  These two women are really weirdos.

  Watching the cloud grandma's extremely regretful and trembling figure leave, Mengmu touched her mouth, stretched a lazy waist, and ran to decoct medicine for herself.

  Dao Jing's body was slowly recovering, and Qin Xiong deliberately didn't mention what happened that night, instead spending the whole day with him talking about interesting things from over the years. Dao Jing understood that he was intentionally avoiding their identity gap, and he himself was happy not to explain. The things he said were nothing special to him, but Lu Jian must have liked them very much. Qin Xiong pulled him along, and he in turn pulled Lu Jian, watching Lu Jian's expressions of surprise and delight from time to time, which was actually more interesting.

  After noon, the sun was not so strong. Qin Xiong's mouth was dry and he had told all the strange and interesting things that had happened in the past two days. If he continued to talk, he would have to make them up. So he suggested taking everyone out for a walk on the street, also to take a look at the changes in Snowy over the years.

  The way is quiet, the body is heavy and somewhat unwilling, but Luo Jian has already jumped up cheering, can't help it, had to agree.

  The street is still the same street, but most of the people on the street are no longer familiar.

  Dao Jing was only rowdy when he was young, running wild in the streets with Qin Xiong and his gang. As he grew older, he saw through the superficial glamour of life and learned some discipline, so he no longer yearned for the hustle and bustle of the world.

  Qin Xiong didn't know what he was thinking, but with great enthusiasm, he pulled him along, pointing to every place they had played together before, telling stories of past fun times. He said a lot, and Dao Jing couldn't help but be drawn in, thinking that indeed, he had once been quite mischievous, so much so that even his master, Hui Shan, was at a loss for what to do with him, and could only ask He Ya to go out and find some small toys from the common people to coax him.

  "It's really absurd when you think about it"

  "Haha, everyone has been through this, right?" Qin Xiong said, and he still had to remember to pull Liu Jian out of the crowd. This little girl's ability to watch the excitement was getting stronger and stronger, and if you weren't careful, she would disappear who-knows-where.

  A deer arrow held a windmill in his left hand and a piece of maltose in his right hand, playing happily. He Jun followed behind, always vigilant about the movement around him, but still couldn't help being attracted by the bright yellow wheat and beans.

  "Alas," Dao Jing smiled and shook his head, pulling Lu Jian to his side. "There are many people on the street, don't run around, be careful not to get hurt..."

  She suddenly stopped eating sweets and stared straight at the street corner, Dao Jing stretched out his hand in front of her eyes and shook it back and forth, "What are you looking at?"

  "That person..." Lu Jian suddenly tugged at his sleeve, pointing with the pinwheel in his hand, "I saw her two days ago, she's the one who pushed that woman off the building!!!"

  "Huh?" A girl wearing a colorful short shirt was standing at the street corner, seemingly looking around and also gazing at him. Sensing his gaze, she turned around and darted into an alleyway. Dao Jing made a signal with her eyes, and Jun immediately rushed over.

  He slowly pulled the deer arrow and found a quieter tavern to sit down, soon, he saw the curtain lifted, and a tall and handsome man rushed in with a girl in his hand.

  The girl was petite, probably even shorter than a deer's arrow. Her body was adorned with gold and silver ornaments, which made her look rich, but it was strange that she hadn't encountered any danger despite showing off her wealth so openly. After being put down, however, she didn't run away; instead, she stood steadily in place, her eyes constantly scanning the faces of the crowd.

  Dao Jing sat slightly tilted, half of her face hidden behind Qin Xiong's back, holding up her wine cup to cover her mouth, quietly observing the girl.

  She looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, with slightly dark skin, small and compact facial features, high cheekbones, and a few freckles. Occasionally, when she lowered her head, there was a hint of warmth, but more often than not, there was a wildness and a spoiled temperament!

  That's right, it's spoiled!

  Dào Jìng was defined like this for a reason, because this girl pushed away the deer arrow beside her, squeezed to his side, and took advantage of his unresponsiveness to snatch his wine cup, drinking it down with a gulp.

  "A mouthful of words: 'Are you Dao Jing?'"

  Everyone: "!!!!!!!!!......"

  "Miss, you've got the wrong person, he..."

  "Shut up, no one asked you!" The girl slammed the cup on the table and stared straight into Da Jing's eyes, "You're being asked, speak up!"

  Dao Jing had never seen such a grand sight before and was completely stunned, unsure of how to react.

  Lu Jing was helped up by He Jun, and she stood up with some grievance, shouting: "Who are you? Why did you hit me?"

  "This girl turned her head with a nonchalant attitude, 'What if I hit you? If you have the guts, fight back!'"

  "You......" Lu Jian's face turned red with anger, unsure of what to say, her small white face scrunched up like a bun.

  "We won't bother with her, let's go out and eat something delicious with Brother Jun." Seeing the situation wasn't good, he was afraid that Lu Jian would be angered to tears, so he hurriedly coaxed and comforted her as they left.

  Watching the figure of Luo Jian disappear from view, Dao Jing finally came back to himself. He looked at the girl beside him again, and his first reaction was not to answer, but to dodge backwards slightly. This dodging didn't have any effect, as the girl instead leaned in closer.

  Seeing this one hiding and the other chasing, Qin Xiong was squeezed out of nowhere to stay, struggling to get up, staring straight at the door curtain without blinking, and saying "I'll go take a look at He Jun's brother", he walked out in big strides.

  Dào Jìng was pushed to the window, he really had an impulse to climb out of the window, this girl kept getting closer and closer, her two arms also blocked his way.

  "Miss, please behave yourself!"

  "I know whether I'm drunk or not, you quickly tell me if you are Tao Jing, I think you are!" Her voice was shrill and high-pitched, the diners in the tavern looked at her with dissatisfaction, thinking she was arguing with someone. Tao Jing had no choice but to put on a smile for the time being, and asked warmly:

  "May I ask your name and surname, miss?"

  "My surname is Yang and my name is Hanna, now it's your turn to answer!" A plate of meat was placed on the table, and the girl's gaze was attracted, she immediately reached out and grabbed a piece of meat and started gnawing on it.

  Dào Jìng got a chance to catch his breath, sat up in disarray, and adjusted his collar.

  Ideas flashed through her mind, and several questions converged at this moment - the unknown follower on the way to Xueye, the shadow that pushed people down in the wine tower, and the person who sneaked a peek on the street.

  She pulled over her greasy hand and Dao Jing took out something from his bosom and placed it on top.

  "Is this yours?"

  Yang Hana stared at the bracelet in her hand in shock, just as she was about to say something, but suddenly felt a warm current rushing out from her wrist and straight into her heart, with a feeling of chest tightness flashing by. Only then did Dao Jing slowly move his hand away, pulling out a handkerchief from his sleeve to wipe it clean with a slow and deliberate motion.

  "What have you done?"

  Dào Jìng stopped in his tracks, gazing at him with clear eyes, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth. "I'd like to ask you instead, what made you follow me all the way to Snowfield?"

  "I... " Yang Ha Na put down the piece of meat in her hand and stuttered as she explained that one day, while strolling on the street, she suddenly saw a beautiful carriage and out of curiosity, chased after it to take a look.

  "Don't you believe me?" Seeing Dao Jing's calm and unwavering gaze, she had to change her tone and continued to explain: "Actually, I raised a rabbit, one day I took it out to play, but it was run over by your horse carriage, compensate me for my rabbit."

  "Hmm?" This interpretation was quite novel, and Dao Jing's smile deepened a bit.

  Yang Hana bit her lip and lowered her head, "Okay okay, I'll go to Qingji County to play. Everyone there says Jing is a god, a good god who saves the world and its people. I've never seen a god before, so when I heard you were leaving, I followed you all the way here."

  This is more reliable, but Dao Jing still doesn't show any signs.

  She just tapped her fingers on the table, glanced at the bracelet placed beside her, and then looked up at her.

  "I want to hear the truth!"

  Jin Chao Mama 2014/10/7 0:24