MTL - Asking About Longevity-Chapter 604 nightmare

Chapter 604 Nightmare

 “Just for you to play with…”

Murong Caiyun felt dumbfounded listening to this childish words.

 Courtesy is not for fun.

But since Mo Hua asked so, she did not refuse.

The contents of these storage bags are meant for everyone to take what they need.

 She had no use keeping a blank messenger order.

"Fine."

Murong Caiyun handed the blank message order made of white jade to Mo Hua with its content erased.

 “Thank you, senior sister!”

Mo Hua happily took it and kept it as a "treasure".

Murong Caiyun laughed and shook his head slightly.

 The remaining things were simply divided among the people.

Since it was the "leftovers" from Daotingsi, and it was not valuable, Murong Caiyun would basically give it to anyone who asked for it.

 After the last "dividing the spoils" of the spoils was completed, everyone went back to their clan.

　　I was pressed for time when I arrived, but I felt more relaxed when I returned.

Murong Caiyun hired a carriage. It was spacious and luxurious, smelling of rain and mist, and covered with mink blankets. It was soft and comfortable to sit on.

Mo Hua looked at the magnificent carriage and guessed that Senior Sister Murong's family must also be very rich.

 He looked forward again.

 The carriage was pulled by four tall and handsome horses.

 This is a second-grade spiritual horse, specially raised by monks and used to pull carts.

These four spirited horses are majestic.

 Mo Hua couldn’t help but think of “Dabai”.

At the beginning, he traveled with his master, accompanied by his puppet master, junior senior brother and junior senior sister. Along the way, he traveled through mountains and rivers, and the white horse pulling the cart was "Dabai".

 The name Dabai was given to it by Mo Hua.

Mo Hua guessed that he must like it very much.

As soon as I call it Dabai, it will rub its head against me very affectionately.

As for the original name of "Dabai", it was called Yun or Long Ji. It was a bit difficult to pronounce, so Mo Hua didn't keep it in mind.

“I don’t know who is better among the big white breeds and these big horses?”

Mo Hua muttered silently in his heart.

White clouds are fluttering and horses' hooves are leisurely.

The past is like a mountain, piece by piece, fleeting, passing by in front of you.

As he walked, Mo Hua suddenly felt a little disappointed and sour in his heart.

Those who have been with me for a long time are suddenly no longer around.

But I still want to go forward alone, alone.

 You must also keep moving forward...

 In Mo Hua's eyes, there is a hint of loneliness, mixed with a hint of perseverance.

 “Junior brother…”

 A gentle and clear voice brought back Mo Hua's thoughts.

Murong Caiyun said gently: "Are you worried?"

"No…"

Mo Hua shook his head.

Hua Qianqian on the side suddenly covered her mouth and joked with a smile:

“I’m afraid I have a sweetheart, but I’m thinking of some pretty junior sister...”

Mo Hua’s cheeks were slightly red and he denied:

"no!"

 Everyone was slightly startled when they saw this.

Thinking about the battle with the vulture, Mo Hua was proficient in concealment and formations, trapping the enemy with water prisons, and "whipping corpses" with fireballs.

Finally, at the critical moment, he secretly cast cold arrows and used the water prison technique to "trap" the vicious and cunning vulture to death...

　　Not only is he thoughtful, but he is also calm and collected.

 There is even a kind of decisiveness that contains innocence.

Although it looks kind and cute, there is a profound and elusive sense of dissonance.

 So along the way, although everyone looked normal, they were still a little worried in their hearts.

 But now when it comes to things like "sweetheart" and "little junior sister"...

The fair cheeks painted in ink suddenly turned red, and the blush was slightly stained. The lips became more red, the teeth white, and the eyebrows and eyes were picturesque.

 Also a little shy and awkward.

 Looking at him, he looks like an innocent and shy little junior brother.

Suddenly, the grudges disappeared in the hearts of several people, and they couldn't help but smile.

Seeing everyone smiling at him, Mo Hua blushed even more and defended:

 “Really not!”

"well…"

 “You don’t believe it?”

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　

“Then why are you still laughing?”

 …

 The atmosphere in the carriage was also much more cheerful...

 …

 On the main road in Qianzhou.

The carriage didn't stop all the way, and it was comfortable to sit in. Although it felt a little slow, the four big horses walked as fast as flying, and the actual speed was not slow at all.

Towards evening, the carriage entered the border of Qianxue Prefecture.

Ouyang Feng is a disciple of Tai'amen, and Hua Qianqian is a disciple of Baihua Valley. They have to get off the bus halfway.

“Junior Sister Murong, Junior Sister Qianqian, Junior Brother Shangguan, Junior Brother Xiaomo…”

Ouyang Feng read everyone's name carefully, gently and politely, and then said:

“I’ll take my leave now. I’ll see you again next time I have a mission…”

 Everyone also bowed their hands and said goodbye.

Ouyang Feng took one last look at the ink painting, hesitated for a moment, and then said:

“Junior Brother Mo, if you have time, you can come to my Tai’amen to enjoy the mountains, view the scenery, communicate and talk about Taoism, and I can also do my best to be a landlord...”

 “Thank you, Brother Feng!” Mo Hua was very happy and nodded repeatedly:

"sure!"

  Followed by Hua Qianqian.

She was wearing a splendid flower robe and had a pretty face. Although she looked a little quiet and didn't like to talk, that was because she was unfamiliar with her.

 After getting familiar with her, she was unexpectedly lively.

After saying goodbye to everyone, she also specifically said to Mo Hua: "Junior brother, come to our Baihua Valley to play when you have time..."

Mo Hua was stunned for a moment, "The Baihua Valley... is full of female cultivators, men can't enter..."

Hua Qianqian smiled and said, "I'll find you a female disciple's dress to put on, apply some rouge, apply some powder, and dress up as a 'little beauty', and you can get in naturally."

Mo Hua was a little angry and said firmly:

 “I don’t!”

I am a man, how can I wear women's clothes? !

  That’s not true!

Hua Qianqian smiled even more happily when she saw Mo Hua fuming.

Smiling for a while, she stared at the ink painting again, seeming to be thinking about the beautiful appearance in the ink painting wearing a splendid flowered Taoist robe. As she looked at it, her eyes moved with expectation.

Mo Hua felt a chill on his body and immediately stayed away from her and hid next to Murong Caiyun.

Murong Caiyun sighed helplessly.

 …

 After Hua Qianqian got out of the car, she waved to everyone from afar, then turned and walked towards the Baihua Valley, which is full of flowers and spring-like all year round.

The carriage then drove for a while and returned to Taixu Gate.

Murong Caiyun was one year higher than Mo Hua and lived in the residence of female disciples, so he said goodbye first:

"Junior Brother Shangguan, Junior Brother Mo, I'll leave first. After the merits have been settled by Daotingsi, I will transfer to your Taixu Order."

Mo Hua and Shangguan Xu expressed their gratitude.

Mo Hua thought for a while, then whispered: "Senior Sister Murong..."

Murong Caiyun was slightly startled, "Is something wrong?"

Mo Hua then said that he had "thought carefully" and planned his plans along the way:

“Senior sister, when you take on a mission next time, you will encounter situations where you need to conceal yourself to investigate, set up a formation to break up, trap the enemy with spells, or need to increase the five-element spell..."

 “Can you bring me one?”

 There are many restrictions on the bounty missions in Taixu Gate.

Especially for newcomers like ink painting who are just getting started, have low levels of cultivation, and have little experience, they have more requirements.

 If you cannot receive the mission, you cannot earn merit.

Hence, Mo Hua had no choice but to find a way and follow Murong Caiyun to "mix up" the mission.

Murong Caiyun was stunned, "Do you... lack merit?"

Mo Hua nodded, "I want to earn merit and change the formation."

"But..." Murong Caiyun frowned, "Mr. Xun, there are a lot of formations there..."

“Mr.

 But he didn't say that Mr. Xun actually only asked him to take the "entry" task.

Mr. Xun never thought that Mo Hua would take on these dangerous tasks of hunting and killing, nor did he think that he could complete them...Murong Caiyun nodded slightly.

Indeed, if you don’t follow the rules, you can’t make a circle. No matter how partial you are to your disciples, you can’t break the sect’s rules.

 This is indeed Mr. Xun’s style of doing things.

 “But these things are very…”

Murong Caiyun wanted to say "very dangerous", but after thinking about the tragic death of the vulture, he suddenly realized...

 Danger is indeed dangerous.

 But it’s hard to say who is “dangerous”...

 At least now, the ink painting is safe and sound, and the vulture is already freezing cold...

Murong Caiyun's eyes flashed slightly, and his mind was spinning.

This mission is actually very dangerous.

 The strength of the vulture cannot be underestimated.

Especially on his head, there is a strange four-image formation tattooed on him. After unlocking the formation, flesh and blood merge with demonic power, and his strength increases dramatically, almost comparable to that of a late-stage foundation-building monk.

Among the criminal cultivators and demonic cultivators she has hunted down over the years, there are not many with Vulture's strength.

What's more, Vulture is also proficient in formations.

Without ink painting, they might not be able to get out of this trip unscathed.

On the contrary, he is ink painting, smart and clever, able to hide, good at formations, and has strong spiritual perception.

 It should be impossible to kill a vulture just by painting yourself in ink.

  But if you want to escape from the vulture, you should be able to do so with ease.

 So, it is really dangerous.

 The most dangerous thing is the "vulture" that is targeted by ink paintings and then dies.

  Secondly, there are a few people like myself.

 In the end, it will be ink painting...

Murong Caiyun nodded and said: "Okay!"

Mo Hua was also very happy, "Thank you, Senior Sister Murong!"

 He did not expect that Senior Sister Murong would agree so readily.

Shangguan Xu on the side was also a little surprised.

He thought that Senior Sister Murong would definitely refuse such a dangerous thing, and even if she agreed, she would refuse it several times.

Murong Caiyun looked at the ink paintings and smiled gently.

 There is another most important reason, which she hides in her heart.

 The ultimate battle…

 A perfect formation that can increase the spiritual power of the five elements!

This kind of desperate formation is extremely rare and very rare.

Furthermore, she had hardly ever heard of any foundation-building disciple in the entire Qianxue State who could learn such a powerful formation.

 This formation is close to the origin of the Five Elements.

The feeling of boiling spiritual power, upgrading spells, transforming power, suppressing evil spirits and killing all directions, once you experience it once, you simply cannot refuse it.

The five-element glow that fills the sky is bright and beautiful, yet full of murderous intent.

When I think about it now, Murong Caiyun is still a little excited.

Murong Caiyun couldn't help but look at the ink painting, his eyes sparkling, as if he was looking at a rare and precious "innate spiritual treasure" that can increase the power of magic.

 “It’s a pity that I can’t take it with me...”

Murong Caiyun thought with some regret.

Mo Hua felt that Senior Sister Murong's gaze was a little strange, and he couldn't help but show a suspicious look...

After a few pleasantries, Murong Caiyun also left.

Mo Hua and Shangguan Xu walked towards the disciples' residence, chatting about various things along the way, such as which elder had the worst temper and where the food tasted best...

There are also some "games" in the mountains. They are golden chickens raised by the elders in the back mountains. They can be roasted and eaten. They taste great, but don't leave any limbs...

 Because elders cannot calculate the cause and effect of their disciples privately.

 So occasionally, you stole a chicken and roasted it and ate it.

They can’t do the math, so they won’t know who the “murderer” is...

But if you leave evidence and the elders follow the clues and simply "reason" it out, then you will be in bad luck...

Shangguan Xu said a lot, and ink painting was an eye-opener.

 This is the summary of the experience of senior brothers!

 The ink painting is firmly remembered.

 While parting, Shangguan Xu thought of something and said:

“You can go to Shangguan’s house as a guest when you have time. My aunt is at home. She has been thinking about you and is worried about whether you… are in the sect…”

Shangguan Xu’s expression was a little subtle, “…Have you been ‘bullied’ by anyone…and you’ve been telling me to take more care of you…”

Mo Hua smiled and nodded: "Aunt Wan is so kind!"

 Then he was a little confused and asked:

 “Where is Shangguan’s house…?”

 He has never seen the Shangguan family's mansion until now.

 There seems to be no academic circles in Qianzhou.

In Qingzhou City, the places Aunt Wan took him to were also the Gu family's residences.

 Shangguan Xu patted his forehead and apologized:

“I forgot to tell you, the ancestral home of the Shangguan family is far away from the border of Qianxue state. People from the Shangguan family usually stay at the Gu family when they go to the border of Qianxue state…”

“The Gu family is also a big family. It has been married to the Shangguan family for generations. It has a deep connection and close contacts. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are like the same spirit..."

“Auntie took Yu’er to rest at the Gu family in Qingzhou City for the time being. If you have time, you can go and have a look...”

Mo Hua nodded, but was suddenly startled, "Recuperate?"

Shangguan Xu’s eyes darkened, he paused, and sighed:

 “Yu’er, he… feels a little uncomfortable…”

"uncomfortable?"

Shangguan Xu nodded and hesitated for a moment, as if he didn't want to say anything. However, thinking that Mo Hua was Yu'er's "savior", he thought about it and said it anyway:

"Yu'er now...occasionally has nightmares..."

Mo Hua was stunned for a moment, frowned and said, "Nightmare?"

“Well,” Shangguan Xu sighed, “I don’t know the specifics. Uncle Yi and Aunt Wan asked someone to calculate the cause and effect, and also asked an alchemist to see a doctor, but they didn’t find anything..."

“And Yu’er can’t leave Qingzhou City…”

“As soon as I leave Cheongju City, my nightmares will intensify. Sometimes if I doze off during the day, I will be haunted by nightmares. My whole body will tremble and I will break into a cold sweat..."

Shangguan Xu frowned, feeling unbearable.

Mo Hua was also a little distressed and asked:

“Yu’er, has he been like this since he was a child?”

Shangguan Xu thought about it for a moment and shook his head, "I don't know about this. Yu'er has a special status. We, the direct descendants, won't ask too many questions about her childhood events in order to avoid suspicion..."

 Avoid suspicion…

Mo Hua thought about it for a moment and probably understood.

 In aristocratic families, the interests are huge, so sometimes family affection becomes indifferent.

 Some good intentions can be easily distorted...

Shangguan Xu sighed and continued: "I don't know much about Yu'er's childhood, but since last time..."

Shangguan Xu paused for a moment, and when he saw no one was around, he lowered his voice and sighed:

“After being ‘robbed’, I don’t know what I experienced, and the nightmare intensified, and... became more and more serious..."

 “My aunt is heartbroken and worried that she doesn’t even think about food or tea.”

"And Yu'er sometimes has nightmares, and she keeps mumbling your name between half asleep and half awake..."

“Maybe it was because I survived the disaster after being rescued by you, so I feel close to you and have been thinking of you..."

“Auntie also hopes that you can go and see Yu’er when you are free...”

“But you have just started and your foundation is not strong. She was afraid of delaying your practice, so she didn’t mention it to you..."

 …

Shangguan Xu looked helpless.

Mo Hua’s eyes narrowed slightly, he nodded and said:

 “Okay, I’ll go see Yu’er when I have time!”

Shangguan Xu breathed a sigh of relief, "Then I'll help you."

Mo Hua smiled, and then warned:

 “Senior Brother Xu, you also need to take good care of your injuries.”

Shangguan Xu was slightly startled, his heart warmed slightly, and he nodded and said, "Thank you, junior brother."

After the two of them parted, Mo Hua went back to his disciple's residence, lying on the table and pondering in silence.

 “Yu’er…nightmare…”

 “Can’t leave Cheongju City…”

 “Being trafficked…”

Mo Hua frowned, feeling a little strange.

 But he couldn't think of anything for a while.

Mo Hua sighed.

He still likes Yu'er, a simple and kind-hearted child, and Aunt Wan is also very kind to him. Now that Yu'er is haunted by nightmares, Mo Hua feels bad.

 But this ten-day break has been used up.

Mo Hua thought about it and decided to take time off next time to visit the Gu family in Qingzhou City.

I’m a little tired. I’ll write more than 4k words for a few days to save up my manuscripts for the New Year and try not to ask for leave during the New Year~

    Don't spray me (,,.,,)

　　

　　

 (End of this chapter)