MTL - After Being Kicked Out of a Wealthy Family, She Became a Fake Daughter and Shocked the World-Chapter 635 Senior is the leader of the Four Ridges of the Thirteen Ridges?

Chapter 635 635. Is the senior the master of the four ridges of the thirteen ridges?

 The man glanced at her, said nothing, and looked away.

 I don’t know what I’m thinking.

Lin Wu was even more confused. Seeing that he seemed unwilling to speak, he helped him and walked quickly in the direction he said.

 In less than twenty minutes, Lin Wu saw the hillside Mochuan mentioned.

but…

 “Master...is that really your residence??”

Lin Wu looked at the solemn and ancient temple-like building on the hillside and was stunned.

Lin Wu estimated that it would be big enough for the dozens of people just now to live in it at the same time, and there would still be a lot of free space.

Mo Chuan hummed lightly.

Lin Wu looked at it, and then at Mo Chuan. His eyes turned back and forth between the two several times, and he realized something - maybe Mo Chuan was really not kidnapped, and what happened just now... seemed to be Mo Chuan's volition? ?

 After all, with Mo Chuan’s ability, how could he possibly fail with just that few people?

 But why?

Lin Wu had no choice but to help Mochuan go there first.

The black wooden door was ajar. Lin Wu kicked it open with his feet. Inside was a courtyard of forty or fifty square meters, simple and spacious.

There was a towering old tree in the southwest corner, but it was dead and only had dead branches and trunks.

Lin Wu felt that it looked very similar to the one he saw in the cave not long ago! It's just that it was too dark in the cave at the time, so she couldn't see everything clearly and couldn't be sure.

There are stone tables and benches on one side under the tree.

Lin Wu helped him over and sat down.

“Where is the medicine?” Lin Wu asked.

Mo Chuan must have regained his strength by now. He looked up at her and said no need.

Lin Wu frowned: "Why not? You are seriously injured, you must..."

Mochuan suddenly pulled open his robe, exposing his upper body.

Lin Wu suddenly became speechless.

 He actually recovered!

Even though there is still a lot of blood stains left, it is not difficult to see clearly. The wounds caused by being cut with a knife have completely disappeared, as if they were just an illusion before!

"You, you, you... your self-healing is so powerful?" Lin Wu was stunned.

Mo Chuan said slowly: "Are you surprised?"

 “Nonsense!”

 This is even stronger than the recovery ability of Yiren from the Chi family!

Mochuan asked: "Why are you surprised?"

 “Huh? Why can’t I be surprised?”

Lin Wu was confused.

Mo Chuan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Lin Wu. His indifferent gaze made Lin Wu instinctively feel danger and couldn't help but take a step back.

"The people who can find the Bai ethnic group are not only for me, but they also know everything about me." Mochuan said quietly, "You are also a foreigner, and you are coming to me. Even if you are right about me... you have nothing to do with them. the difference."

Lin Wu was stunned: "What do you mean? Why do so many people come to you? Is it to ask for your blessing?"

 “You really don’t know?”

"really do not know!"

Lin Wu intuitively felt that what Mo Chuan said about finding him might not be a good thing, so he explained: "I'm looking for you because... whether you believe it or not, you and I have a master-disciple relationship, and you will be my master in the future! Since we have met a long time ago, Of course I can’t ignore it!”

Mochuan remained expressionless.

Lin Wu said: "If I am coming for you like those people you mentioned, then why did I save you just now? Why don't I just join them!"

These words made Mo Chuan's eyes move, and he seemed to believe it.

Lin Wu was about to continue, when he suddenly froze.

She said she could join those villagers, but Mo Chuan had no objection.

 That is to say…

“Master, did those people look for you in the past to eat your flesh and blood like those villagers?!”

Mo Chuan was not touched by this and hummed indifferently.

"Why are they doing this? And you are actually willing to let them do it?!" Lin Wu was incredulous.

Mo Chuan looked at her strangely: "Why wouldn't they do that?"

Seeing that Lin Wu really had an incomprehensible expression, some indescribable emotions flashed across his eyes.

 “It seems you really don’t know.”

His tone was not as cold as before, and he said: "Don't you know that in ancient times, there was a country of white people, where there were riding foxes, and eating them can lead to longevity?"

Lin Wu’s heart skipped a beat.

Ever since she learned about the existence of strange people in the Chi family, she has gone to collect anecdotes about strange animals and strange animals.

Mo Chuan said that she had read that the country of white people is in the north of Longyu, and the people are all white. There is a spiritual beast inside that can make people live forever. It looks like a fox with horns on its head. Eating it can increase your life by two thousand years!

 She thought it was just a rumor. "Master, are you this fox? It turns out you are not a human being."

Mochuan stared at her.

Lin Wu immediately clarified: "I didn't mean to scold you. I'm just surprised that you are inhuman."

  Since he can maintain his human body and is also a beast, doesn't that mean he is a stranger like her?

"Master, how did you become a stranger? Did your ancestors combine it with some extraterrestrial object?" Lin Wu was curious.

Mochuan finally had some expression, it was hard to explain in words.

"What are you talking about? What kind of alien, what kind of alien thing?"

"It's just..." Lin Wu explained to him concisely, but he was still confused.

Lin Wu was puzzled, how could he not understand?

He was the one who told her about the foreign objects from the sky.

"He is not a half-human as you said, but a human. It's just that he has the ability to ride a fox due to special circumstances." A joking male voice suddenly sounded.

Lin Wu immediately turned around.

At the door opposite, a masked man in black was leaning against the door with his arms folded, looking at them with interest.

Lin Wu noticed at a glance that the other party was wearing a robe with wide sleeves and his long hair was pulled up, which did not look like the clothes he would wear now.

The man's eyes moved to Mo Chuan, adding a bit of amusement.

 “Mo, Chuan? This name is quite unique. Do you like it?”

Mo Chuan said expressionlessly, "You are not allowed to call me that."

 The man spread his hands: "That can't be helped, I quite like it."

Mo Chuan's face darkened, he stood up without saying a word, strode around the main hall and temple, and went to the back.

Lin Wu still had a lot of questions in his mind. Just when he was about to catch up and ask questions, he was stopped by the man in black.

“Little girl, look at you, you don’t seem to belong to this time and space.”

Lin Wu stopped suddenly, "I don't know what you are talking about. Who are you? Are you my master's friend?"

The man had a lot of spare time, "Master? The master of this mountain has calculated that he has no master-disciple relationship and is destined to be lonely. So where did you come from?"

"What are you talking about..." Lin Wu suddenly paused, "What do you call yourself? Are you one of the ridge masters of the Thirteen Ridges?!"

 The man's smile faded.

 “You actually know the Thirteen Ridges.”

 “The juniors understand quite well.”

Lin Wu immediately stepped forward and said politely: "To be honest, I have something important and want to ask the master of the Eleventh Ridge of Guiling for help. Which ridge master is this senior? The master of the Eleventh Ridge?"

 The man's eyes looked a little strange: "Are you sure you know about the Thirteen Ridges?"

"Um."

“Then don’t you know that there are only ten ridge masters in the Thirteen Ridges?”

"?What??"

Lin Wu was asked.

The man seemed to find it interesting and laughed and said: "There are only ten people in the Thirteen Ridges so far. There is indeed a candidate for the eleventh Ridge Master, but it's a pity that they haven't responded yet. Little girl, who are you looking for? Eleven Ridge Master?"

"How do you know about the Thirteen Ridges? Don't spend all your money to exchange for it, otherwise you will be deceived and nothing will be left." He said harshly.

 The forest fog stayed in place.

 There is no Eleven Ridge Master? How is this possible...wait a minute, is it possible that the magic in the ginkgo tree is not just about traveling through space, but also allows her to go back to the past? !

 “What year is it now?”

The man was startled for a moment, and looked at Lin Wu more seriously, with a golden light flashing in his eyes.

Lin Wu pretended to be calm and let him watch.

The man quickly closed his eyes, stood up straight when he looked at Lin Wu again, and said in a subtle tone: "Xantong is fourteenth, the year of Guisi."

Lin Wu: “!!”

That spell actually brought her back a thousand years ago!

Wait, she can go back to the past only by relying on the time and space cracks in the dungeon. It can be seen that traveling through time is definitely not something that can be done with a single spell.

Everything in front of you is so real... Could it be that the magic in the old tree is an illusion that reproduces what happened thousands of years ago?

Probably.

The old man in the ancient cliff temple said that only by letting the ginkgo tree flourish again can he meet the Lord of the Eleventh Ridge, but Mochuan also said that the tree would never be defeated.

Now it seemed that it was this illusion that caused the old tree to show its decline. She had to find a way to solve it so that the old tree could regain its prosperity.

  But what does this have to do with the Eleven Ridge Master? Why hasn't the Lord of the Eleventh Ridge appeared in the Thirteenth Ridge yet in the illusion?

Lin Wu looked around, subconsciously looking at the similar old trees in the courtyard, and suddenly thought.

Could it be that this illusion is something that the Eleven Ridge Master once experienced, and it has become a knot in his heart. Only by untying the knot in his heart can he break through the magic and restore the prosperity of the old tree?

Then what she saw should be the master of the Eleventh Ridge who had not yet gone to the Thirteenth Ridge. Why was it Mochuan...

Um? Mo Chuan appeared in the illusion and still lived here with the old trees? !

Lin Wu looked at the man in black.

"You... take the liberty to ask, is your senior... the master of the fourth ridge of the thirteen ridges?"