Chapter 55: A Night of Horrific Tales Black-clad Man

  Mengmu was taken aback for a moment. Then he looked somewhat embarrassed and said, "You're thinking too much. I'm really just afraid of ghosts."

  "If it's really like that, then how could you have acted alone at the time of Nanjun?"

  "...I didn't expect Dao Jing to know so much already. Seeing that he wouldn't let up until he got a clear answer, Meng Mu could only honestly reply: "Well, it started from that time...my fear of ghosts really did begin back then."

  Dao Jingben was about to put on a willing-to-listen attitude, but suddenly a thought flashed in his mind. He interrupted him instead: "You were chasing someone at the time. Who were you chasing?"

  "Ah. Oh. At that time, I inadvertently discovered someone lurking in the dark. Because Nangong was already a dead city. There shouldn't be anyone else around. So at the time, I just thought it was suspicious. And chased them out. But I didn't know if my condition was bad or if I had overused magic that day. Didn't chase far before being surrounded by a group of fierce ghosts. Those ghosts were quite formidable. Trapped me for several days. In the end, not to mention chasing, couldn't even see those people's faces clearly."

  "Could it be... a man in black?" The thought of this possibility made Dao Jing momentarily stunned.

  He fell silent for a long time before continuing, "Tomorrow you go back first. Let Cheng Fu treat your injuries. I'll stay here and take a look at that haunted room to see what's going on."

  "Why aren't you speaking?"

  "No." Meng Mu forced a smile, pulling up the corners of his mouth. "I think I'm not that useless. Not to the point where I'd drag you down."

  Dao Jing really wanted to sigh, but instead spoke softly: "You misunderstood. This ghost is a small matter. For me, it's not even anything. You might as well take this opportunity to rest and recover. When we investigate the black-clad person later, I'm afraid you'll be exhausted."

  "Although that's what they say." Mengmu thought about it and didn't want to agree. He changed the subject and said: "I heard from Qin brother before, that there is something big happening before the 15th. What is it? Do you remember?"

  "This... Dao Jing is only 15 years old this year. How can he have an impression? It's just that I heard about it later."

  Speaking of this matter, he has to move out of his usual saying. This time's affair is not only hard to say in one word, but also very complicated.

  At the age of five, he followed his master to Dongyue for the first time. At that time, it was to celebrate the birthday of Emperor Jun. Dongyue had a grand layout. Everywhere was crowded with gods who came to congratulate.

  Dao Jing arrived for the first time. He felt that this place was even more novel and interesting. Taking advantage of his master and colleagues gathering together, he updated himself in the first instance and ran to one side to play alone.

  Further and further away from the main hall. The quiet path slowly led to a secluded martial arts training ground. Normally, this kind of place should be where one practices their skills. At this time, all the disciples had been dispatched to the front hall to receive guests. Only rows upon rows of neatly arranged weapons were left behind, making it seem even more peaceful.

  Dào jìng hǎo qí de zhāng wàng. Zhǐ jiàn zài yī pái cháng qiāng hòu mian. Dūn zuò zhe yī gè yōu shāng de xiǎo shào nián. Wèi shén me shuō tā yōu shāng ne. Yīn wèi dāng shí tā de jiān bǎng suō zhe. Yī zhāng liǎn mái zài shǒu xīn lǐ. Yīng yīng yīng de zài kū.

  "Little brother, what's wrong?"

  "I miss Mom."

  Although she didn't know what "niang qin" was, Dao Jing still decided to help him. She threw out a sentence "You wait for me!" and ran away.

  The little boy stood there in a daze. At first, he only saw him for a moment, then he ran back. In his hand was still holding onto something beautiful...

  "Master. He is my master." Dao Jing introduced in this way.

  Dao Jing's master was apparently pulled over to the banquet. He still had a faint scent of wine on him. He looked at the young boy, his eyes filled with warm and gentle smile.

  "I am Tiantai Mountain. Xuan Yi."

  Don't know. Never heard of it. The little boy wiped away his tears, stood up straight and bowed: "Hello big brother, my name is Yun Su."

  “……”

  "My name is Dao Jing. My master will definitely be able to help you." Dao Jing clasped his hands together in a gesture of respect, and with a smile on his face said: "Master misses Mother. Let's help him, okay? Okay?"

  Xuan Yi couldn't help but smile as he picked up Dao Jing. He beckoned to Yun Su with one hand, calling him over to his side. Looking at him in his new disciple attire, he could more or less guess some things.

  "Do you still remember where your home is?"

  Yun Su nodded: "Mm-hmm. I remember. My home is in Xueye."

  "Alright. I'll take you back to see your mother for a bit. But we can't stay long. How's that."

  "Really?" Yun Su was overjoyed, but soon fell down. Lowering his head and speaking in a low voice: "But Master said that once I go up the mountain with him, I will have to cut off all worldly ties. From then on, I won't be able to see Mother again."

  Xuan Yi smiled lightly and took Cloud Su's hand: "Don't be afraid. If he asks, just say I brought you."

  "Alright. Updated in real time."

  Under the bright sunshine, a light mist rose from the martial arts arena. Xuan Yi held Dao Jing in one arm and led Yun Su into the thin fog with the other. The silhouettes of the three people gradually faded away, disappearing into the warm breeze.

  Yun Su met his mother. Dao Jing finally knew what a mother was. Taking advantage of the reunion between the mother and son, he climbed onto Xuan Yi's knee and asked in a low voice: "Master, does everyone have a mother?"

  Xuan Yi hesitated for a moment, then smiled faintly and nodded.

  "Then, Master, where is your mother?"

  “……”

  Yun Su's mother was very kind and enthusiastic. She also loved Xiaodao Jing very much, so she kept him here for a few more days. She said she wanted to make him a little tiger head hat to express her gratitude to Xuan Yi.

  Path

  In the Qin dynasty, the bright moon was presented to the lord, and the pen was laid down in a humble abode.

  Although Jing was small, he updated at the first time but also knew that his master was very busy. Normally, he didn't see him walking around in the mortal world either. What's strange is that this time, for some reason, not only did he agree to Yun Damao, but also asked her to help take care of him for a while.

  He didn't expect that he would be gone for three months. When he came back, Dao Jing had become a mischievous little kid who was spoiled by Yun Dama and became a little tyrant. He followed Qin Xiong and others to play pranks and cause trouble, and even fell into the river once. Fortunately, passersby rescued him in time. It is said that after Xuan Yi brought him back, he had a headache for a while.

  It was only later that I found out. It turned out that before Yun Su went up the mountain, he had been kidnapped along with Qin Xiong.

  It was about fifteen years ago. There was a period of time when children went missing everywhere. No one knew who did it or what the purpose was. This group of people specifically targeted five- or six-year-old boys. Yundan, being a single woman, couldn't take care of everything. She just stepped out to buy vegetables and Yun Su disappeared.

  He also disappeared with him. There is also Qin Xiong, the eldest son of the wine-selling Qin family. The Qin family was in a mess at once. Cloud Daigne had no idea. The government was also helpless.

  At this moment, she suddenly remembered something: when Yun Su was very young, he had a severe illness. Fortunately, he was rescued by an immortal. The immortal left his name and said that if he encountered difficulties in the future, he could call for help at midnight facing north, and he would hear him.

  The name of that immortal's title cannot be lightly invoked. However, his surname can be mentioned.

  Jīn Hóng Lián Shān

  Later, the white-haired immortal rescued Yun Su and Qin Xiong. At that time, Yun Su was frightened and her old illness relapsed. Her small body lay in Cloud Dama's arms, her hands and feet limp, panting heavily, her face purple from being choked.

  Jin Hong Lian Shan Dao: "This child, if he stays in the mortal world, will probably not live to adulthood. If you are willing, hand him over to me and I'll take him back to Dongyue to cultivate a divine body."

  Although Yundangniang is just a woman, she also knows that the immortal will not easily interact with ordinary people. If Yun Su follows him, it will be difficult to see him again in the future. However, nothing is more important than her son's life. Thinking of this, Yundangniang steeled herself and almost without hesitation agreed.

  Yun Su went up the mountain and worshiped Emperor Jun as his master. Jin Hong Lian Shan was his master's uncle. It wasn't until several years later that he saw his mother again with the help of Xuan Yi.

  Since then, there hasn't been any news of anyone losing their child in the first place. As for those children who have already been kidnapped, they haven't been found either.

  Fifteen years have passed. If they were still alive, it would be time for them to wear a hat (i.e., come of age).

  "...". Listening to the sound of gentle speech. Suddenly, a strange thought occurred to him that this young master seemed to have been restless since childhood. Every time he went somewhere, something would happen. It was hard for him to have a "quiet" character in his name.

  Speaking of which, there are many self-contradictory things like this.

  "Other people's gods don't socialize with ordinary people, but I see you're quite casual about it."

  Dao Jing fell into deep thought. It took him a long time to react. He smiled faintly and said, "Under Dong Yue's rule, everything is strict and orderly. Even though Yun Su is already the chief, he must still strictly follow the rules. Therefore, there are few opportunities for him to return home. And even if he does return home, because it was announced to outsiders that he went out to study, he cannot reveal his magical abilities. However, as for himself..."

  It goes without saying.

  "So, Qin Xiong and the others don't know your identity either."

  "They just know I'm a distant relative of Cloud Grandma's. My family lives in the south. That's all."

  "You're calling out 'mom' one after another, and it sounds quite intimate. Aren't you afraid that your real mom will find out and be unhappy..."

  Meng Mu was just about to get into bed quickly. Unexpectedly, Dao Jing suddenly flipped out and kicked him off the bed with one foot.

  "Oh dear, I was wrong. My good young master. I won't dare to speak nonsense again." Meng Mu knelt beside the bed and repeatedly begged for forgiveness, constantly looking for an opportunity to climb back onto the bed.

  Dào Jìng hid his face in the dark. He didn't say a word. With one finger, the sword light extinguished the lamp. He lay down and fell asleep by himself.

  Meng Mu regretted wanting to slap himself: "Alas, this mouth of mine."

  He was originally resigned to leaning against the bed and fell asleep. Unexpectedly, he woke up and found himself lying safely in bed. He couldn't help but feel secretly delighted. However, when he opened his eyes, he still got a fright.

  "My goodness! You're going to die, Jun!"

  He saw He Jun's face stuck straight in front of Meng Mu, his teeth clenched and eyes staring.

  Meng Mu pushed him away. He sat up, still in a state of shock. Unconsciously, he hid behind the bed. Only then did he realize that there was no one else on the bed but himself. Looking out the window, the sun wasn't high yet. Where's Dao Jing?

  He Jun smiled mischievously. With his arms crossed, he said in a mysterious tone: "Your clothes are disheveled, and you're appearing in the young master's room... what do you plan to do?"

  "Shoo! Stop talking nonsense. Where's the young master?"

  "Got up early" and Jun rushed out with a mouthful: "At this time, I'm afraid it's already finished morning exercises, eaten breakfast, and seen Cloud Grandma. Should be back now."

  "...Mengmu was stunned: "He got up so early."

  "Hmph." Jian Wu couldn't help but laugh: "You think everyone is as carefree as you, don't you? The gates of the Tianyai Mountains are tightly closed. Young Master has a fixed schedule for everything. He rises even earlier in the Golden Court. So..."

  He Jun tilted his head and leaned over. With a hint of a smile, he said, "Don't disturb him while he's sleeping. Got it?"

  "Shut up." Meng Mu curled his lip. He slapped Kong Xiang and Jun with the back of his hand: "Scram. Don't disturb me when I'm getting out of bed either."

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