Wandering Gods of Day and Night-Chapter 920 - 373: Ancestor Master’s Portrait

Zhou Xuan looked back at Master Wu Ya and asked, "Master, why do you say that?"

"I seem to see an opportunity, you and that group of children affecting the fortunes of the Mingjiang Prefecture,"

said Master Wu Ya.

"Could you elaborate a bit more?"

"It’s going to rain, the raindrops bounce off the blue tiles, lightly jumping on the stone slabs, always allowing one to sleep well, I should go to sleep too."

Master Wu Ya didn’t explain what the opportunity was, but closed his eye, and when he opened it again, his expression turned into the cheeky look of Zhao Wuya.

"Brother Xuan, what did that bald donkey say?"

"Are you scolding yourself?"

Zhou Xuan smiled and did not continue with the topic but urged Turtle Mountain Taoist to properly analyze the memories of those leaves.

"Hiss!"

Zhou Xuan’s second stick of incense started burning fiercely again, and the pace of burning incense greatly surpassed the speed when he was fooling Zhao Wuya.

"Brother Xuan, since you’re idle anyway, why not tell me more about that thing, your Taiping lyrics have quite the flavor."

"Go play elsewhere."

As soon as Zhou Xuan received the joss stick, he ignored people, waving Zhao Wuya away.

"Turtle Mountain Taoist, stop watching us chat, have you memorized those memories? If you botch the performance, I’ll have Ya Zi drown your soul with a stream of urine."

Zhou Xuan threatened.

The reason his incense was burning just now was because he disguised as Turtle Mountain Taoist and earned the children’s trust.

The children trusted him so much, Zhou Xuan couldn’t bear to disappoint them.

And the way to not disappoint them was to force Turtle Mountain Taoist to rise up.

"I said I couldn’t perform, yet you insist on making me perform... I really can’t do it..."

Turtle Mountain Taoist seemed to be like a private school boy being forced by a scholar to recite an essay.

...

At Hui Feng Medical College, the victims were scattered in tent after tent.

For easy management, the Bone Elder Association divided these tents into areas and numbered them.

Tent No. 14 in Area A — the leader of the children’s group, "Little Brother," lived in this tent.

Zhou Xuan led Turtle Mountain Taoist, starting to plot the upcoming scene several meters outside the tent.

"Old Turtle, do you remember Little Brother’s family situation?"

"I remembered."

replied Turtle Mountain Taoist.

"Repeat it again."

"..."

"Repeat it again, we need to rehearse." Zhou Xuan said.

Turtle Mountain Taoist, helplessly, said, "Little Brother’s surname is Li, his father was a projectionist at the cinema, his mother sold cigarettes at the cinema entrance, during the Xianhuo disaster, the cinema burned, the father didn’t escape, the mother worried about the father, resolutely rushed into the fire and also died."

"Hmm."

"Their habits?" Zhou Xuan asked again.

"Every month, Little Brother’s parents would find a day to take him to the cinema to watch a movie, but the father couldn’t afford tickets, so he would use his position to sneak Little Brother into the back row to secretly watch."

"Most of the details match, when you’re acting later, pay attention to your emotions. Once you see Little Brother, you’re not Turtle Mountain Taoist anymore, you’re Little Brother’s mother," Zhou Xuan said.

"Then who is Turtle Mountain Taoist?"

"Me." Zhou Xuan said openly.

"..." Turtle Mountain Taoist.

...

Little Brother sat alone in the tent.

Most Mingjiang people still have a very "old-fashioned" routine, following the rule of rising with the sun and resting when it sets.

Even after the disaster, Mingjiang people are restless, not staying in the tent during the day, wandering outside, finding things to do.

Little Brother was actually invited by others, with kids occasionally coming to invite him to play ball, or hopscotch, but he refused them all.

"Grandpa Turtle said, wait at home, and dad and mom will come to see me."

"I have to wait at home, otherwise if dad and mom come, they might not find me."

Little Brother sat upright in the tent,

As a shadow appeared on the tent curtain, a familiar woman’s voice reached Little Brother’s ears.

"Little Brother, how have you been recently?"

"Mom?"

Little Brother was overjoyed, he lifted the curtain to see his mother, wearing a dress made of scraps, her head, as before, naturally tilting forward, having a bent neck.

He hurriedly embraced his mother Mao Qin’s neck, gently caressing the back of her neck and said, "Mom, I miss you so much."

"I miss you too." Mao Qin said as well, while she was about to reach to remove Little Brother’s hand.

As soon as she attempted to move, a pebble like an arrow struck her elbow, she quietly turned to see Zhou Xuan glaring at her sternly not far away.

This Mao Qin was a residual spirit transformation of Turtle Mountain Taoist, and the reason Zhou Xuan used the pebble to strike Turtle Taoist was to prevent him from revealing the act.

Mao Qin’s head naturally tilted forward, her neck bent due to a career-related illness; she was a cigarette vendor, having a heavy cigarette box hung over her chest, resting on her chest, looped around her neck with ropes.

The cigarette box was heavy, causing the neck to lean forward; doing this business for long led to cervical spondylosis.

And the reason Little Brother caressed Mao Qin’s neck was that he sympathized with his mother, every time he met his mother, he would help rub her neck.

If Mao Qin had ruthlessly removed Little Brother’s hand at this point, it would seem strange from Little Brother’s perspective — creating a risk of exposing Turtle Mountain Taoist.

Zhou Xuan noticed this subtle detail, so he used the pebble to remind Turtle Mountain Taoist.

"The Mister is quite thoughtful." Turtle Mountain Taoist realized slowly, feeling Zhou Xuan’s efforts, and began to immerse in the role, pinching a woman’s voice, said to Little Brother, "Little Brother, Turtle Mountain Daoist let me come back to see you... Don’t worry, once reconstruction in Mingjiang Prefecture is completed, I and your father will return."