The Cultivator's Reborn to 1970s-Chapter 136 - 112_2

Residents of the alley looked over curiously and then went about their own business.

Lan Tian returned to the hall and saw Mr. Mo there, who seemed to be waiting for her. She halted her steps towards the side room and turned to approach Mr. Mo.

"Is Great Grandpa Mo waiting for me?"

Mr. Mo smiled and nodded, "Great Grandpa Mo has something to tell you. Let’s go upstairs and talk, just the two of us."

Lan Tian followed Mr. Mo to the second floor, which was elegantly decorated. Potted plants were placed on both sides of the staircase, and calligraphy hung on the walls. To the left of the staircase was a tea room and to the right, a pharmacy.

Mr. Mo led Lan Tian to the pharmacy.

"Sit down. Great Grandpa Mo has something to show you." Mr. Mo went over to a shelf, rummaged for a bit, and then brought over a box made of purple sandalwood and placed it in front of Lan Tian.

"Open it and take a look."

"What’s this?" Lan Tian glanced at the box and back at Mr. Mo, then pushed the box back. Anything specially stored in a purple sandalwood box must be valuable, and regardless of what was inside, Lan Tian was not interested.

"Great Grandpa Mo, it’s too precious. Lan Tian cannot accept it."

So many people had begged to have a look at it and he hadn’t shown them, yet here he was offering it to her and it was not even appreciated.

Mr. Mo, annoyed, tugged at his beard and eyes and slapped the box, "Just look when I tell you to, no need for so much nonsense. You are a descendant of the Mo Family, it’s meant to be passed on to you, how could you not look at it? Didn’t your uncle tell you, in our Mo Family there’s a set of ancestral acupuncture techniques, and it’s right here in this box."

The night before she left, while having dinner at home, in the hall Mo Junhua talked at length with her. He mentioned that there was an acupuncture technique in the Mo Family, held by Great Grandpa Mo, and that no matter what, she must see it when she arrived in Shanghai because as a Mo Family descendant, it was her responsibility to know about it. Whether to use it was secondary.

"My uncle did mention it, is this it?"

Lan Tian never shirked her duties in anything Mo Yuanle instructed; she executed all orders faithfully. She opened the box to find a hemp-bound, yellowed handbook inside with the title – Mo Family Acupuncture Technique.

She took it out, flipped open the first page, and saw a diagram of human meridians annotated with all their directions and acupoints, very detailed. After a glance, Lan Tian closed the handbook and covered the box again.

"Great Grandpa Mo, let me borrow this book for one night and I will return it tomorrow." With her current cultivation level, copying it down overnight would be no problem.

"What do you mean by borrowing? This is for you; it’s a treasure of our Mo Family. You should cherish it and not let down the expectations your grandma and uncles have for you." Mr. Mo had not stayed many days in Mo Village, but he had seen how dearly everyone there treated Lan Tian, truly loving her as their own.

"Grandma and the rest, I know how good they are to me." Lan Tian pursed her lips, looked at the box, "But this is a unique copy, if you give it to me, you will have none left."

"Who says I have none left? It’s all up here," Mr. Mo pointed to his head, "No one can take what’s remembered in my mind. I have transcribed a copy and passed it to your great uncle; this unique copy should stay with you, safer that way. When you have descendants of your own, pass it on generation to generation, so that our Mo Family’s medical tradition won’t be lost."

Looking at the unique copy in the box, Lan Tian’s attitude softened considerably. Her gaze swept inadvertently across Mr. Mo’s face, and she pinched out the Qi Observation Skill, noticing that Mr. Mo’s body was enveloped in a grey aura. Her eyes flicked to Mr. Mo’s wrist, where the peach bead bracelet was missing.

It really wasn’t her imagination. Since yesterday night when Mr. Mo decided to go to Beijing, Lan Tian had noticed a change in his aura, which she hadn’t paid much attention to at the time. By today, the change in the aura was quite apparent, with a subtle grey flow swirling around him; this trip to Beijing might be fraught with danger.

"Great Grandpa Mo, where is the peach bead bracelet grandma gave you? Why aren’t you wearing it?"

The bracelet?

Mr. Mo was taken aback, shook his head to regain his senses, then remembered the bracelet Lan Tian was talking about. He raised his hand to look at his wrist, which was bare, "You mean the peach bead bracelet!"

Mr. Mo recalled that when he returned from Mo Village to Shanghai, at the bus station, his nephew Mo Yuanle wanted to give him a peach bead bracelet that had been blessed, advising him to wear it without taking it off. He had refused several times, but eventually, Lan Tian’s grandma put hers on him.

Back in Shanghai, Mr. Mo had taken it off and kept it since it had been worn by his niece and he felt it was not proper for him to wear.

"I am an old man, and it doesn’t look good for a man of my age to wear something meant for women, so I put it away."

"Great Grandpa Mo, please take out the bracelet and let me see it." Lan Tian was silent for a moment, watching Mr. Mo.

"Alright, just give me a moment."

Mr. Mo stood up and went to the pharmacy. The bracelet and the box were hidden in the same place, wrapped in a handkerchief. He took it out and placed it in front of Lan Tian.

Lan Tian unwrapped the handkerchief, and examined the bracelet for a while. Noticing nothing unusual, she placed the bracelet back on the handkerchief and pushed it towards Mr. Mo, "The bracelets worn by our family members all have the same design, there is no distinction between men and women. Take the bracelet with you to Beijing."

Mr. Mo looked at the bracelet on the handkerchief, remaining silent for a long while, then looked at Lan Tian, "Girl, did you notice something?"

Mo Yuanle’s letter had not specified anything about Lan Tian, but implied that the girl was not ordinary, that her having some peculiarities was normal, and advised him not to worry.

Recalling the last ritual, when Lan Tian had carried him flying, and now her specific instructing him to wear this peach bead bracelet, could it be that this trip to Beijing...

Lan Tian’s expression was cool, her chilly pupils swept across Mr. Mo who appeared contemplative, facing somewhere with a calm expression, revealing nothing, yet Lan Tian knew of his inner worries.

"Great Grandpa Mo, just wear it. I’m not a fortune teller, I don’t know how to read fortunes, I can’t see anything, it’s just a feeling, perhaps even that might be wrong, no need to worry. Moreover, what kind of storm haven’t you weathered, Great Grandpa Mo? It’s just a patient, you’ll know if anything is wrong once you arrive in Beijing."

After a thought, Lan Tian’s eye twitched; she had to bring up her fictitious Master again to make it convincing, "The bracelet was made by my Master, there are only a few of them. Whatever my old Master makes is extraordinary. Each family member wears one just for protection, there’s nothing to worry about if nothing happens, but if something does happen, it can shield you from disasters. This is the only one left. If Great Grandpa Mo feels it’s too feminine, then I can take it back."

Saying this, her hand reached for the bracelet on the handkerchief.

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