Chapter 1 Chapter 1

It was August, and people in the south of the Yangtze River were still fanning themselves to drive away the scorching heat, but the northern desert had already entered the cool early autumn.

A young man dressed in Hu clothing with his hair loose put his little finger to his lips and whistled loudly.

His name is Ling Suye, a young man from the Ling family in Mobei.

I could only hear the sound of horse hooves, "da da da", and soon they were right in front of me.

The horse was completely black without a single stray hair, and its long mane swayed in the wind, making it look extremely majestic.

The young man's eyes were as bright as stars. He touched the horse's head happily and fed it the dates in his hand.

"Let's go and give Dad some food."

"Aye, wait a minute, your father has a big appetite, bring him some bread." The woman's voice came from the yard, and the boy immediately responded, "I'm coming, mother."

As the woman packed the cakes, she warned worriedly, "The demon your father captured this time is a great Xuan-level demon. Just throw the cakes and goat milk to him from a distance, but don't get close."

The boy was just as tall as the woman's shoulders and was still a teenager.

He smiled and said, "Got it, Mom. I will never go near the demon realm."

The woman laughed at his lack of seriousness and said, "Our Ah Ye is also very powerful, but he's just too young. When you grow up, it will definitely be easier for you to subdue Xuan-level demons than your father. You might even be able to subdue Earth-level demons by yourself!"

The young man's eyes brightened, and there was hope in his star-like eyes: "Mom, can I really be as powerful as Dad in the future?"

"Of course! Our Aye was born with the Eye of Delusion, which is rare in a century. He will definitely be the most powerful demon catcher in the future."

The eye that destroys delusion.

Breaking delusion...

Eye of.

The memory of seven golden needles piercing his eyes came rushing back. The boy who was resting on the bed suddenly stopped breathing, and a layer of fine cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The veins on the back of Ling Suye's hands bulged and he suddenly opened his eyes.

There is nothingness before my eyes.

Yes, he is blind.

To be honest, someone, seeking his Eye of Delusion, destroyed his cultivation, tied him to a high stake, and slaughtered the entire Ling family before his eyes. Finally, as tears of blood streamed from his eyes, they pierced his pupils with seven golden needles, forcibly taking away his Eye of Delusion.

The man who took his pupil actually had a hint of pity in his tone: "Kid, there's nothing I can do. Someone wants your Eye of Delusion. Sometimes, possessing a rare treasure is a sin."

Three years.

Three years have passed, but that person's voice still lingers in my ears, clear as day.

Ling Suye sat up. He didn't know what time it was, but it didn't matter. When it was dawn, Sheng Li would wake him up to eat.

Sheng Li is his servant. He is usually taciturn, but he is nimble and has some skills. He is responsible for taking care of his daily life.

Ling Suye had just stood up when a coat was suddenly thrown over his back and a cup of water was placed against his lips.

He was already accustomed to Sheng Li's silence. He raised his hand to take the porcelain cup and drank the water of moderate temperature.

I don’t know where Sheng Li got the warm water in the middle of the night.

After he put down the cup, Sheng Li took it away again and placed it on the table with a "clang".

The footsteps moved away towards the door, and with a creaking sound, Sheng Li went out.

The room fell silent, and Ling Suye's thoughts gradually drifted away...

He thought of the scene when he picked up Sheng Li.

That’s right, I ‘picked’ it up.

At that time, Ling Suye had just been blind for a short time and was healing himself in a remote mountain.

Fortunately, in his previous life, he studied under a great master of traditional Chinese medicine and was familiar with countless classic medical books, so he was able to treat himself even when he was blind.

At this moment, Sheng Li, who had fallen off the cliff, was covered in wounds and poisoned, and crashed in front of Ling Suye's thatched hut.

In line with the principle of a doctor's benevolence, Ling Suye groped over and took Sheng Li's pulse after confirming that he was safe.

The conclusion is that this person is beyond saving.

But Sheng Li was still holding on to his breath.

He fell so badly that tears and blood oozed from his eyes. He used all his strength to move his fingertips slightly and try to hook Ling Suye's sleeve.

"Please, please, save...save me."

Ling Suye didn't say anything.

This man was poisoned and thrown off a cliff. Not to mention who his enemy was, it would take a huge amount of effort to heal his injuries alone.

But this person's cultivation is quite high. If he can be used...

"Please, Sheng Li is willing to be a slave for the rest of my life to repay you for saving my life."

As if sensing Ling Suye's hesitation, Sheng Li suddenly had a moment of clarity and uttered a very complete sentence.

"Sheng Li? Sheng Li from the Sheng family in Shangjing City?" Ling Suye asked.

Sheng Li's hand, which was gently pressing on Ling Suye's sleeve, trembled for a moment, and he lowered his head: "Yes."

He had fallen so hard that he couldn't even open his eyes, and he didn't know that the person next to him was actually blind. It was even more impossible for him to know what this blind man was thinking.

Ling Suye had once served in the Du'e Division of Shangjing City, and was well aware of the noble families in Shangjing City.

Of course he knew about the Sheng family.

The age, bone age, and cultivation level of his subordinates are indeed consistent with the legendary extraordinary emperor Sheng Li.

However, according to rumors, the young master of the Sheng family, Sheng Li, is the only son of Master Sheng. Although he was born to a concubine, he is the only child of the Sheng family and is the apple of everyone's eye.

How did it end up in such a situation?

Ling Suye pulled out a needle from his sleeve and stabbed it into Sheng Li's lair to ease his pain. He continued, "The young master of the Sheng family wants to be a slave to a country bumpkin like me? What a joke."

"I... to be honest, Master Sheng recently discovered that he is infertile, so, so I am not Master Sheng's child. He was furious and wanted to execute me." Sheng Li's tears of blood dripped onto the back of Ling Suye's hand. "Please save me, I don't want to die. Please."

"Do you want revenge?" Ling Suye asked again.

Sheng Li was stunned for a moment.

Before he even opened his mouth, Ling Suye knew that he had no intention of seeking revenge.

After all, he himself knew better than anyone the reaction of a person who had been truly put to death and then reborn from the ashes.

A man who had no desire for revenge even when his former closest relative killed him was indeed just as the legend in the capital city said - Mr. Sheng, the bright moon.

Ling Suye directly carried him on his back and said, "I'll save you."

Without waiting for Sheng Li to thank him, he continued, "Don't forget your promise."

From then on, the bright moon in Shangjing City became Ling Suye's slave.

This servant is taciturn, obedient, and efficient, making him a very useful knife.

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At breakfast, Ling Suye was still drinking porridge, while Sheng Li was already practicing sword in the yard.

Ling Suye didn't even raise his head: "The sword's tip is crooked."

He couldn't see, but his hearing had gotten better over the past three years. Before, when his eyes were good, he could only hear what people were saying next door, but now he could easily distinguish the smallest sounds within a radius of ten feet.

He judged that Sheng Li's sword was tilted by listening to the sound of the wind.

Sheng Li stopped, his hand holding the sword somewhat stiff, and he felt extremely uneasy, like a child who had done something wrong. He whispered, "Master."

But he is clearly two years older than Ling Suye.

Ling Suye had originally just said it casually, but seeing his reaction so strong and the obvious worry on his face, he became curious and asked, "Have you been to Mobei before?"

Shangjing City is in the south, 18,000 miles away from Mobei, and it would take two months to travel there even if one rode a horse at full speed. Moreover, the land here is barren and sparsely populated.

Generally speaking, the nobles from the capital would not come to Mobei out of spite.

Sheng Li nodded.

After ordering, I remembered that Ling Suye couldn't see.

Just as he was about to speak, Ling Suye continued, "Since you've been here, I'll give you three days to rest. You can catch up with old friends or revisit old places. It's up to you."

After saying that, he lowered his head and continued to drink his porridge.

His destination this time was actually Chuzhou in the northwest, and the best route was to go west.

But for some unknown reason he went north first.

Mobei is where he was born and grew up.

It is also the burial place of his family members.

It has been three years since he last came back. This time when he went to Chuzhou, he involuntarily chose to go north, cross the northern desert, and then arrive in Chuzhou.

His original intention was to go and pay respects to his family, but he didn't expect that Sheng Li would also be uneasy after arriving here.

Ling Suye had no habit of prying into other people's thoughts. He was originally thinking about how to send Sheng Li away so that he could go to worship his family alone. Now Sheng Li also had his own things to do, which gave the two of them some space without interfering with each other.

Sheng Li prepared a sumptuous meal for Ling Suye at noon before leaving with his sword.

When he reached the yard, he thought of something, turned around, put down his sword, knelt on his knees, and kowtowed to Ling Suye in the house.

In the three years he had been with Ling Suye, he had felt his master's intelligence all the time.

The master's indifference and non-interference in the things buried deep in his heart are the best tolerance he can show him.

After bowing, Sheng Li stood up, quickly left the courtyard, and headed towards the direction of the former Mobei Ling family.

Ling Suye didn't pay any attention to the direction Sheng Li was going.

He now truly felt the profound emotion contained in the four words "homesickness".

Just sitting here alone, feeling the Mobei wind blowing through his hair, his eyes filled with tears and he couldn't control his emotions.

Ling Suye supported himself on the table with one hand and slowly stood up. He was stunned for a long time before he remembered that he had to put on his bamboo hat and go out to buy his father's favorite mare's milk wine, his mother's favorite facial cream, his uncle's favorite purple azalea tobacco, and the agate bracelet that his second aunt always wore when she went out...

The wind from Mobei blew through the deepest memories in his heart, bringing up all the past events one by one.

Ling Suye couldn't even control his fingertips and used the Ling family's basic demon-controlling spell.

However, his cultivation had been wasted, so he failed to summon the monster.

By evening, Ling Suye had finally bought everything and walked with his eyes closed along the narrow path from the market home that he had walked countless times as a teenager.

But no one has walked on this road for three years, and the weeds have grown to knee height.

Ling Suye walked forward with a familiarity. When he reached a familiar hollow, he would instinctively step over it. Then he turned around to look and realized he was blind.

His mood became increasingly calm.

Nearing his home, Ling Suye took the underground secret passage. Although a lot of it had collapsed, it was still passable... After all, three years ago, he had fought his way out from here.

Many people in Mobei knew him, and if he walked directly on the ground, he might scare them.

Ling Suye felt the broken walls of the underground secret passage, groping forward, and soon arrived near the ancestral tomb.

Before he could go up, Ling Suye's breathing stopped and his movements froze.

Obviously, he heard some sound.

He carefully considered it for a moment and was very confused.

——There are still people worshipping at his grave? Burning paper?

The author has something to say:

Long time no see, my friends!

Come and see the loyal dog Sheng Li reveal his true identity!

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