MTL - Asking About Longevity-Chapter 583 nightmare
Chapter 583 Nightmare
Yu'er, who "fell" into Mo Hua's hands, was walking towards Qingzhou City step by step with this kind-hearted little brother who was passing by.
It was already dark, and there were no people around.
The night envelopes the mountain forest.
But after a while, it became noisy again, and it seemed that there were always monks coming and going in secret.
Mo Hua's spiritual sense could clearly perceive the traces of these people, but he did not know the identity and origin of these monks, so he did not show any signs of it.
These monks are going out, and the closer they get to Qingzhou City, the quieter they become.
It’s almost midnight, and we are still twenty miles away from Qingzhou City.
Yu'er walked for several hours, her face turned pale and she was very tired. Her calves seemed to be filled with lead and she couldn't move her legs. However, he seemed to be afraid of being trafficked again, or he wanted to see his parents as soon as possible so as not to worry them. , so I kept gritting my teeth and endured it.
Mo Hua let go of his consciousness, looked around, and then touched Yu'er's little head:
“Let’s rest nearby for one night, and then go into the city early tomorrow morning…”
Yu'er whispered: "Yu'er is not tired..."
Mo Hua said: "It's too late. The city gate may not be open. Let's have a good sleep first to regain our energy."
There are many fairy cities in Xiujie.
Different state boundaries and different fairy cities have different access control.
Judging from Mo Hua’s previous travel experience, some fairy cities have curfews at night.
Although some do not, when encountering major changes, they will close the city gate at night, seal the gate with formations, and prohibit monks from entering or exiting.
If there is a curfew in Qingzhou City, then the two of them will have to spend the night outside the city gate.
There will be many monks outside the city gate, staying overnight outside the city, waiting to enter the city early in the morning.
There are many people outside the city, and the monks who spend the night are also a mixed bag, and it is difficult to distinguish between good and evil. To be on the safe side, it is better to avoid them.
Ink paintings don’t matter, but Yu’er is different.
He is a "trafficked" child.
Yu'er was a child after all, so she couldn't stand it anymore, so she nodded obediently.
Outside Qingzhou City, there is a vast mountain forest.
Ink painting was nearby, and he found a secluded and safe corner surrounded by rocks and covered by trees. He put his finger a little toward the ground and drew a warm fire array.
The warm yellow light emerged, dispelling the depression of the night and the coldness of the mountain wind, and also illuminated Yu'er's little face.
Yu'er's eyes were shining brightly, as if she had forgotten her fatigue. She looked at the ink painting and opened her mouth:
“Brother, the formation can still be drawn like this!”
Without a pen or paper, just a few clicks of your fingers and the formation was drawn on the ground...
Calm and handsome.
Looking like a master!
He has never seen anyone else draw a formation like this.
Yu'er looked adoring.
Mo Hua was a little proud and said: "When you grow up, I will teach you to draw like this too!"
"Uh-huh!"
Yu'er nodded repeatedly, eyes full of expectation.
The night is slightly cold, and the mountain wind is hunting.
Mo Hua took out a small blanket and put it on Yu'er.
Yu'er's whole body was wrapped in the blanket. Her small body was much warmer, but then she frowned and glanced at Mo Hua secretly, but pursed her lips and said nothing.
Mo Hua saw through his mind and said with a smile: "Are you hungry?"
Yu'er's face turned slightly red and she said softly:
"Um…"
After he was abducted, he barely ate anything. After being rescued by Mo Hua, he was busy on his way again. At this time, he took a short rest and warmed up, and then he felt his stomach growling.
Mo Hua smiled and took out the dried meat, sweet potatoes, and some assorted wild and dried fruits, and roasted them on the fire array.
The temperature of the fire soaks the ingredients.
The fragrance spreads along with the warmth.
Yu'er seemed to have seen a small kitten with dried fish and couldn't move her eyes away.
The two of them were cooking over the fire while eating barbecued meat, roasted potatoes, and some game-flavored dried fruits.
Yu'er ate happily.
After eating, Mo Hua took out the fruit juice and gave it to Yu'er to drink.
The fruit juice is sweet and mellow, with a hint of alcohol, which dispels the fatigue and hard work along the way.
“Delicious!”
After Yu'er finished drinking, she imitated ink painting and licked her lips.
After the two of them had eaten and drank enough, they gathered around the warm fire and wrapped themselves in blankets and fell asleep.
Although the ink painting is "sleeping", it is actually drawing formations in the sea of consciousness. At the same time, the consciousness remains vigilant to prevent encounters with monsters or other monks with evil intentions.
After a while, Mo Hua was suddenly startled.
He found Yu'er's small body curled up together.
Mo Hua opened his eyes and saw that Yu'er's eyes were tightly closed and her face was pale. She seemed to have seen something terrible in her dream. She was frightened and frightened. There were two tears on her cheeks. She was pitiful and helpless and couldn't help it. Trembling.
Mo Hua sighed.
“Yu’er…”
Mo Hua called softly, and this voice, carrying some spiritual power, reached Yu'er's ears.
Yu'er slowly opened her eyes, her eyes dim with tears.
Mo Hua waved to him and said warmly: "It's cold, come here."
Yu'er hesitated for a while, wiped her tears, wrapped herself in a small blanket, and ran to Mo Hua.
Mo Hua took out part of his blanket, wrapped Yu'er in it, and then touched his head, "Don't think too much, you can see your parents at dawn..."
“Hmm.” Yu’er nodded her head.
“Go to sleep…”
Mo Hua’s voice was very soft, yet gentle and firm.
Yu'er felt that her frightened heart gradually calmed down, and her body no longer trembled with fear.
The blanket is much warmer too.
Yu'er secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He secretly raised his head and glanced at Mo Hua. He saw that Mo Hua was concentrating with his eyes closed and did not notice him, so he secretly moved closer to Mo Hua.
There is a clear and peaceful aura about the ink paintings.
Yu'er was satisfied and gradually closed her eyes and fell into sleep.
This time he slept soundly.
There was no frightening memory of being abducted in the dream.
There is no greedy and ugly face of adults.
A heart that is not stung by the malice of the world.
No panic or despair.
nor…
Those things that have occasionally appeared in his dreams since he can remember...
In the wild mountains, living people are used as sacrifices, flesh and blood are used as bait, and thousands of lives are used as chewing dogs. They are full of pure evil thoughts, **** and cruel, bizarre, and nourish the nightmare of evil in the world...
…
It was a quiet night.
Yu'er had a good sleep.
At dawn the next day, Mo Hua took Yu'er to Qingzhou City.
Outside the city of Qingzhou, there was an inspection by the executive of the Tao Tingsi.
Mo Hua wanted to enter the city, but was stopped.
Mainly because he was too young, and with a child who was younger than him, he looked very strange among a group of monks.
The executive couldn’t help but ask:
"How old are you?"
"fifteen…"
“What to do in the city…”
“Go to Qianxuezhoujie to study…”
“Just one?”
“And my brother!” Mo Hua patted Yu’er.
Yu'er immediately stood up straight, raised her chest and raised her head, and nodded repeatedly, indicating that Brother Mo Hua was right.
The executive is in a bit of a dilemma.
The order he received was, "Any suspicious monk with a minor monk must be investigated one by one."
But if a young monk brings a young monk, is this considered suspicious?
The news he heard was that a young master of the Gu family had been abducted by human traffickers.
But the strange thing is that the portrait of the young master cannot be revealed.
They can only sort by age...
The chief executive glanced at Yu'er and said, "This little boy looks like a young master."
He looked at the ink painting again and murmured in his heart.
Human traffickers...should not be so small.
Besides, if he was really a trafficker, he should have found a way out of the city instead of trying to enter the city with so much fanfare...
“It seems that I am too worried...”
Mo Hua saw the chief executive muttering and asked, "Did... something happen?"
“Well, it’s the Gu family…”
The executive nodded, and halfway through speaking, he realized that he had let something slip, and immediately made a serious face:
“Children, don’t ask questions you shouldn’t!”
"oh…"
“Go into the city!”
"oh!"
So Mo Hua took Yu'er, passed through the city gate, and entered Qingzhou City dignifiedly.
Chingju City is full of fireworks.
Arrived in Qingzhou City, it is basically like stepping into the border of Ganxue State with half a foot.
He can find a way to go to Qiandao Sect to pay his respects.
But before that, Yu'er, this "little oil bottle", must be handed over to his parents safely, otherwise he himself will not feel at ease.
Chingju City is still relatively prosperous.
The street is noisy with people coming and going. The stalls on both sides are full of arrays of alchemy talismans and all kinds of things.
Mo Hua and Yu'er were walking and shopping.
Yu'er looked around, full of curiosity.
Ink painting is thinking about:
“How to find Yu’er’s parents?”
“Gu family…”
Along the way of ink painting, I heard a few people mention the "Gu family"...
Among the human traffickers, the boss Jiang said that, and the chief executive before entering the city also mentioned...
Could Yu'er be the young master of the Gu family?
Mo Hua then asked Yu'er, "Yu'er, is your surname Gu?"
Yu'er struggled to move her eyes away from the strings of candied haws on the roadside, thought for a moment, and then said slowly:
“My surname is not Gu.”
“Then your maiden name is Gu?”
Yu'er shook her head.
Mo Hua frowned.
If your surname is not Gu, then it has nothing to do with the Gu family...
Yu'er looked at the ink painting with a look of shame on her face and said, "Brother, I'm sorry, my mother won't let me say my last name..."
"It's okay." Mo Hua smiled and comforted, "Be careful when you go out, even to me."
Yu'er still felt guilty.
Mo Hua bought Yu'er a bunch of candied haws.
Yu'er immediately became happy and gnawed and bit until her mouth turned red. “Is this your first time eating it?”
"Yeah." Yu'er nodded, "Mom won't let me eat it."
Mo Hua sighed.
He was a little confused.
Whose child is Yu'er?
Not allowed to eat candied haws...
Is it because the family is too poor and cannot afford to eat, or is it because the family is too rich and is afraid of eating too much?
“Yu’er, is your family big?”
“Hmm!” Yu’er stretched out her little arms and drew a big circle, “It’s very, very big!”
Mo Hua nodded, "That's a child from a big family..."
But it doesn’t seem to be necessarily the case…
Children’s cognition is different from that of adults.
When he was a child, he felt that Tongxian City was very big, and the road from the south to the north was very long...
But now he can finish this "very, very long" road in half an hour...
“Then do you have any impression of Qingzhou City?”
Mo Hua asked again.
Yu'er licked the candied haws, tried her best to think about it, and shook her head, "I don't know, I think they are all the same..."
Mo Hua was startled for a moment, then nodded.
This is true.
I have seen many of these fairy cities, large and small, and they all seem to be pretty much the same.
But now it’s troublesome…
There are no clues, it’s hard to find...
Yu'er thought for a while, and suddenly her eyes lit up, "Brother! I remembered! I have relatives in Qingzhou City, and my mother said she took me to find her relatives!"
“What relative?”
Yu'er shook her head.
"Last name?"
Yu'er still shook her head.
Mo Hua sighed.
That’s all, it’s a clue anyway.
After that, Mo Hua inquired around again and found a noodle restaurant to sit down at the gate of Qingzhou City.
He has asked. The Gu family is the most powerful family in Qingzhou City, no, including the large and small fairy cities outside the border of Qianxue State.
It is a fifth-grade family!
According to rumors circulating in the city, a young master from the Gu family, whose origin is unknown, was abducted by human traffickers and his whereabouts are still unknown.
As for this young master, the Gu family has not revealed his name or appearance.
Maybe it’s because of my special status and some taboos.
The Gu family only said to the outside world that any clues about the kidnapped young monks under the age of ten can be reported to the Gu family. If the situation is true, the Gu family will be generously rewarded.
You can even give an admission quota to a state-level cadre of cadres...
Enrollment quota…
There is an order for ink painting to be accepted into the imperial clan, but there is not much demand for it.
Moreover, he doesn’t know where the young master from the Gu family is.
He now needs to make arrangements for the young master Yu'er and find his family.
“Go directly to Daotingsi?”
Mo Hua thought for a while and shook his head.
Taotingsi of Qingzhou City, not familiar with ink painting.
What's more, it seems that the Gu family's matter is causing a big fuss now. Most of the Daoting Bureau's executive officers and clerks have gone to find the young master of the Gu family, and they may not take Yu'er's matter to heart.
These are not the most important ones.
Mo Hua guessed that there may be some monks in Daotingsi who are colluding with human traffickers...
This is what Uncle Zhang Lan reminded himself.
The Daoting Bureau is not that clean either. The interests of various Daoting Bureaus are entangled and complicated.
The heart of a person is afraid of nothing but ten thousand.
All outsiders are not safe.
It is best to leave Yu'er in the hands of his biological parents.
“I have relatives in Qingju City…”
“Then go door to door and ask?”
Mo Hua shook his head again.
Neither.
Those who can gain a foothold in Qianzhou have a high status and background, and the threshold is very high, but they may not be able to get in.
And this is also a waste of time.
Similarly, if someone claims to be Yu'er's "relative" and behaves more affectionately, Yu'er is still young and is unlikely to be able to tell whether the other person is a relative or someone with ulterior motives...
Somewhere, Mo Hua felt that there were some problems with both methods.
Once in the hands of outsiders, something will happen.
This is the warning sign that occasionally arises in his heart after he learns the calculations of heavenly secrets. Although it is still very weak, not obvious, and not too accurate, it can sometimes be used as a reference for making decisions. It has miraculous effects.
Mo Hua thought about it for a long time before deciding to use the simplest, stupidest, but also most direct method:
Squat at the gate!
When entering or exiting Qingzhou City, you must pass through the gate.
Chingzhou City is a hub connecting the academic circles of Qianzhou.
As long as Yu'er's parents want to find Yu'er, sooner or later they will pass by Qingzhou City and appear at the gate of Qingzhou City.
When Mo Hua thought this, his heart suddenly jumped, as if the cause and effect he expected in his heart would follow some kind of heavenly secret and become a reality in the foreseeable future...
Mo Hua was shocked in his heart.
This is…
The real divine calculation?
No, in other words, it is the prototype of a real divine calculation...
In Mo Hua's mind, Mr. Zhuang's figure appeared again. He followed the example of his master, twisting his hands and making secrets, closing his eyes and meditating, and raising his consciousness...
A moment later…
Nothing happened…
Mo Hua touched his chin.
He was a little suspicious that when the master was doing calculations, he was just pretending to twist his hands and make secrets, so that he would look more "immortal", but in fact it was of no use.
Now he is following the example of his master, his mind is blank and he can't calculate anything.
Perhaps it’s because what he is learning now is only “divine calculation”, which is far from the level of “heavenly calculation”.
It’s just that there are too many calculations, and occasionally there will be a little bit in the sea of consciousness, which is a sign of heaven’s secret.
After all, the master never taught him "calculations"...
Mo Hua sighed.
He doesn’t quite know what Tianji is.
I don’t even know how to calculate it.
“Tianji calculation…”
“In the future, when I encounter other heavenly secret methods, I will try my best to study them and see if I can compare and refer to them, draw parallels and understand the real ‘heavenly secret calculation’...”
Mo Hua nodded.
Can’t just be counted by others.
It’s better to take care of others...
Mo Hua turned to look at Yu'er and warned:
"We are waiting here. Please pay attention to the gate. If there are people you know, your parents, relatives, teachers, or your carriages and horses, please tell me..."
“Yeah!” Yu’er nodded.
Then the boss served two bowls of noodles, one large and one small.
While Mo Hua was eating, he was thinking about the "divine calculations" in his mind.
Yu'er learned the ink painting and ate the noodles "huhu". Occasionally she raised her head and saw the ink painting next to her. She felt a little more at ease and continued to eat the noodles with her head down.
It seems that as long as you stay with Mo Hua, those bloody, cruel, evil nightmares will gradually dissipate...
Mo Hua and the two of them have been squatting at the gate.
At the gate of Qingzhou City, there was a lot of traffic, monks of all kinds, and people coming and going.
But I have been squatting for several days and eating noodles for five or six days, but I still haven't gained anything.
Mo Hua began to wonder if he had guessed wrong...
“It should be right...”
Mo Hua frowned and thought attentively. In his mind, there were vague traces of a carriage and a face...
…
At this time, in Qingzhou City, the Gu family.
In a quiet but luxurious hall.
A beautiful-looking woman in palace attire waved her bare hand, shattering the gorgeous tables, chairs, porcelain screens in the room, and even the slightest cracks appeared on the walls reinforced by the formation.
The maid outside the house looked slightly pale, lowered her head and turned her ears away, then quietly retreated.
Opposite the woman, there was an extremely handsome man wearing fine clothes behind him who was smiling bitterly.
"Wan'er, don't be angry..."
The beautiful eyes of the woman in palace attire were reddish, filled with anger, "Why am I not angry? The blood of the dignified Shangguan family... can be taken away by others? Do you think I am a fool?"
The man in fine clothes said softly: "Wan'er, no one wants to..."
"Shangguanyi!" the woman said bitterly, "Yu'er is my child. If you don't feel sorry for me, I do. Yu'er is so young and so well-behaved... He is my life!"
The handsome eyes of the man in rich clothes were stained with pain, "Yu'er is also my flesh and blood, how could I not feel sad..."
“Then what did your Shangguan family do?” the woman asked sharply.
The man in rich clothes said bitterly: "Wan'er, you are also a member of the Shangguan family now. Don't say such things again. If dad knows..."
“So what if I know? He was already dissatisfied with this marriage, and he didn’t like me anyway…”
The woman in palace attire looked at the man, and the affection in her beautiful eyes became as cold as a knife, even filled with deep hatred.
“He doesn’t like me, so he doesn’t like Yu’er, his grandson either.”
"I tell you, if Yu'er disappears, I will hate your Shangguan family for the rest of my life!"
The woman's tone was trembling, showing both determination and the pain of being heartless with the one she loves:
"Including you...Shangguanyi!"
The man's heart was as sharp as a knife, "Wan'er..."
The woman in palace clothes said bitterly: "Now tell me the truth, who kidnapped Yu'er? What did you find out? Where is Yu'er?"
The man sighed, with a sad look on his face.
He knew that his wife was deeply in love and loved her son as much as her life. He didn't dare to tell the truth before, for fear that she would be too sad, so he kept everything hidden from her, saying that he already knew the clues and would find Yu'er soon.
But now he couldn’t hide it, so he had no choice but to tell the truth:
“On the surface, this matter…is just a coincidence…”
“Yu’er went out to watch the lanterns, and a lot of people stared at her, but in the blink of an eye, Yu’er disappeared…”
“We went to check, but the secret is as clear as water, and there is no trace..."
“I don’t know who kidnapped Yu’er and for what purpose, but I can vaguely find out that after Yu’er was kidnapped, someone was transporting him out...”
“That’s a group of human traffickers…”
“They divided themselves into several groups and headed out in batches from Qingzhou City. They seemed to be sending Yu’er outside Qianzhou to an unknown place…”
“During these days, the Shangguan family, the Gu family, and the Tao Tingsi all mobilized a large number of monks to investigate.”
"The Shangguan family is in the dark, and the Gu family and the Daotingsi are in the open. They can check a batch, kill a batch, kill a batch, check a batch... No matter how many people are killed, there will always be some inconspicuous fish that slip through the net. It's always a coincidence. Unfortunately, Yu'er was sent out bit by bit..."
“It seems that everything has been calculated together...”
"So, the elders and others speculate..." A chill surged in the man's heart, and he said painfully, "It is a powerful person who has a thorough understanding of the heavens, has scheming plans, and secretly laid out the overall situation, and wants to..."
The man paused, took a deep breath, his voice trembled.
“Abducted Yu’er, the child born from the first direct marriage between Shangguan and Wenren families in a thousand years…”
(End of this chapter)
