Chapter 466 (Catching Bugs)
"Mianmian, it seems like we are going to lose money." Yunkong whispered to the child who was not in the right state of mind.
Hearing this, the bright smile on Yun Mian’s face froze for a second.
Only then did she spare the attention to look around, and as expected, she saw the devastation in its entirety. The Duobao Pavilion, which had previously been so prosperous and luxurious and hung high above the sky, was now largely reduced to broken and collapsed ruins.
Even the monks standing around were mostly covered in dust and dirt, glaring at the people from the Sword Sect.
Yunmian: "..."
The child who got into trouble for no apparent reason secretly stood behind his mother, hiding most of his small body, and then he quietly defended himself: "They were the first to try to kill me~"
The child's mumbling was easily heard by all the monks.
A disciple of the Sword Sect was still unclear about the relationship between her and Yun Jin, and subconsciously wanted to protect his junior master, so he immediately retorted angrily: "It was clearly you, a child, who attacked our junior master first!"
Hearing this, Yun Mian's expression turned cold for a moment. She loosened her grip on her mother's sleeve, looked up at the other party, and said seriously: "He was the first to harbor ill will towards me. I only hit him, but you wanted to kill me for this. If it weren't for the sword formation protecting me, I would have become a corpse by now."
Yun Mian's pupils gradually became deeper. She looked at these disciples of her mother one by one. When she saw that the aura that should have been harmonious above their heads had become dim, she pursed her lips and lowered her eyes dejectedly, as if she was too lazy to argue anymore.
They are just a group of dying people whose luck has been stolen.
“Mianmian, don’t be sad.” Yunkong didn’t know what she was thinking, but he was always the first to come out to comfort and defend her: “This protagonist is not a good person at all. They are all bewitched. Don’t bother with them. When we return to the Sword Sect in the future, we will put sacks on them and beat them up!”
Yun Jin's gaze, which was originally exchanged with that of the shopkeeper of Duobao Pavilion, fell on the child who was hanging his head beside him. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly drew his sword.
Amid the crowd's horrified exclamations, the only remaining half of the Duobao Pavilion building finally collapsed under the raging sword energy.
The shopkeeper of Duobao Pavilion was shocked by this sudden change. After he came to his senses, he had no time to question Yunjin before he heard the other party's cold voice sounded in the scattered dust:
"Since Duobao Pavilion dared to kidnap my little girl and auction her off here, this is my explanation."
"If you are still not happy, you can ask Ji Tingbai to come to me and ask for an explanation."
After saying this, she ignored the uproar in the room caused by her words and turned to look at the Sword Sect disciples who were equally astonished.
"As a sword cultivator, he wielded the sword not to protect the people, but to draw the sword against the child. Afterwards, he was not ashamed of it, but was filled with resentment."
"Your sword hearts are flawed, and your Dao hearts are unstable. You must return to the sect immediately and walk the path of self-examination in the Sword Tomb again. Anyone who fails will be expelled from the sect and will not be allowed to act outside in the name of the Sword Sect again in this life."
“As for you…” She looked at Canglan, who was nominally her junior apprentice brother, and ignored the angry curses he was cursing at her and the so-called system. Her tone was three points colder than before: “Take care of yourself.”
In the eerie silence, Yun Jin put away the sword, picked up the little guy who had been silent since a while ago, turned around and left the place calmly.
Only a group of pale and shaky Sword Sect disciples were left behind, at a loss as to what to do.
Yun Jin brought the silent child back to the Fusheng City below.
At this time, the pedestrians passing by in Fusheng City had already been attracted by the great changes in Duobao Pavilion in the sky. Some people came closer to watch the excitement, some looked up from below, and some pointed at the ruins and whispered.
No one noticed the cold female cultivator in white, and no one cared that she was holding a child and entering the nameless mansion that caused a stir in Fusheng City five years ago.
When Yunmian stopped talking, the relationship between mother and daughter seemed to have finally been freed from the false disguise on the surface.
Silence reveals its true inner self.
Yun Jin let go of the child's soft and warm hand, and held the icy sword of Zhue Evil again in his palm.
At this moment, two similar faces, one big and one small, faced each other, but they seemed like the most familiar strangers.
"Are you angry?" Yun Jin asked the child in front of him. There was no concern in his tone, but rather more of inquiry and confusion.
She didn't understand why the child suddenly became silent and angry.
Just like she didn't understand why those disciples would draw their swords and hurt others just because of a small action, and throw all the strict rules of the Sword Sect behind their backs.
In fact, she was not the only one who was confused. Yunkong was also a little curious about why Mianmian suddenly became...unenthusiastic.
The puppy was clearly an enthusiastic one hugging his mother and acting coquettishly just now, why did he suddenly become sullen and cold?
It's like a performance that only lasts for three minutes.
But Yunkong knew better than anyone how much Mianmian loved her mother. Her love was not just a flash in the pan, nor would it become cold for no reason.
So Yunkong also held his breath and waited for Mianmian's answer.
Yunmian looked at her mother.
The child's black and white eyes were clear and bright, clearly reflecting Yun Jin's appearance at the moment.
Yun Jin showed no warmth at all at this moment.
Yunmian felt a little cold.
It's not the coldness that comes from a gust of wind, but the coldness that sweeps over from the depths of the soul after recalling many memories in an instant.
The protagonist Canglan has no blood relationship with those Sword Sect disciples. They are just from the same sect and school. After Canglan is beaten, they will subconsciously protect Canglan, hurt young children for Canglan, and defend Canglan against those who attack them.
But until the sword formation on her body was actually triggered, my mother did not subconsciously take action to stop their attack.
Instead, he rescued the Sword Sect disciples when the sword formation was about to hurt them.
You know, at the moment when the sword energy attacked, even Yunkong, who had always been timid and cowardly, subconsciously rushed in front of him and tried his best to block those attacks for himself.
But my mother, who had already reached the immortal realm and whose spiritual awareness and sword energy were enough to cover the entire place, did not even raise her hand at that time.
Yun Mian was stunned for a short moment, and then she found an excuse for her mother. Maybe her mother didn't stop her because she knew that she had a sword formation on her body.
But Yunkong also knows...
Yunkong subconsciously rushed out to protect himself.
Afterwards, when I was quietly defending myself, the disciples of the Sword Sect would be the first to speak for Canglan, but my mother remained silent until I finished my defense.
Before, Yunmian always thought that her mother loved her.
We have been together day and night in so many worlds, and mothers in so many worlds are willing to endure the pain to give birth to us. There is not a single bit of falsehood in that love, it is all real and profound.
But precisely because she had felt true and profound love, she was particularly aware of how little her mother loved her at this moment.
The only bond between me and my mother is my own persistence.
Yun Mian's eyes felt a little sore. She lowered her head and looked at the flat tiles under her feet. Suddenly, she felt a little aggrieved.
If it were a mother from another world, she would definitely protect Mianmian at the first opportunity, would immediately check if Mianmian was injured, and would speak for Mianmian...
But her mother's indifference and questioning just now made Mianmian's showing off and intimacy seem like a joke.
Beating Canglan, showing off my mom, arguing for myself...it seemed like I was the one being unreasonable from beginning to end.
Because mom doesn’t like Mianmian at all.
But how could mom not love Mianmian?
Mom clearly said that she would love Mianmian forever.
She lied.
The current mother doesn’t love Mianmian at all, not even a little bit of love for her.
Yunmian pursed her lips stubbornly and refused to answer. Under her mother's puzzled gaze, she clenched her fists tightly, and in front of her mother, with red eyes, she turned into a cotton seed again and fell on the cold floor tiles with a plop.
Don't like this world.
It's not good to become cottony.
Without her mother's love, Mianmian is not a particularly valuable treasure as a human being.
It’s not even worth a top-grade spirit stone.
Under Yun Jin's incomprehensible and puzzled gaze, the tiny cotton seed not only did not transform, but also collected all the tender shoots and grass stems that had grown previously.
It has become the same as when we first met five years ago.
Yunkong was a little panicked.
It was panicking because it felt that Mianmian seemed really sad this time.
Those people obviously got the consequences they deserved, so why did Mianmian become like this?
It carefully observed the brocade not far away.
The other party seemed very confused. He frowned slightly and looked at the motionless cotton seeds on the ground. After a moment, he waved his hand and put them into his Qiankun bag.
Yunkong: "..."
It seemed to understand why Mianmian suddenly got angry.
Mianmian has no memory of the first time in this world, but it and Mianmian both know that this is the source of everything.
In other words, the last time Mianmian transformed, she was facing Yunjin like this, and she tried hard to love Yunjin for a very long time, so long that Mianmian's soul was broken and she had to give up. It seemed that she had only warmed up the other person's cold and empty emotions a little bit.
This is the second time in this life.
What was even more difficult than the first time was that Mianmian had already seen what a loving mother was like, so it was even more difficult for her to accept her cold and distant mother at this moment.
From the time she met Mianmian until now, Yunjin had never even asked her her name, never named her, or asked her when she transformed...
She followed Mianmian, not like a mother, but more like a curious and rational bystander.
Although she did not reject Mianmian's approach, she also did not take the initiative to get close to Mianmian.
This makes Mianmian, who had been trying hard to get close to her mother, seem a little ridiculous.
As Yunkong thought about it, he also got a little angry. He squatted beside the little cotton seed and spoke up for Mianmian unhappily: "Why do you always turn a blind eye when Mianmian loves you, and when she is finally tired and wants to give up, you try every way to make up for it?"
"Even if you are born without emotions, you are still a living person. If you have no emotions, do you have no heart and no eyes? You use your heart to feel and your eyes to see. If someone loves you and treats you well, don't you even learn to respond?"
"In so many worlds, you've suffered so much and endured so much hardship... Now Mianmian's soul has finally been pieced together. If you repeat the same ending as last time... Mianmian will really not love you anymore."
Mianmian, who was in a state of despair, could be rescued the first and second time, but it was really impossible for her to be rescued a third time.
The tiny soul that strives to grow from a cotton seed is so fragile that it will break at the slightest touch.
Even if one possesses the merits and fortune of so many worlds, it cannot protect the souls of plants and trees that are already shattered into pieces.
By then, no matter how much love and bond there is between mother and daughter, it will be of no use.
I originally wanted to write that Mianmian punched and kicked the protagonist, but the plot was out of my control from the beginning. The puppy Mian was really sensitive to his mother's emotions. The gap between love and hate was too big, and Mianmian's grievance that she had hidden since they met finally couldn't be held back.
Thanks to the little angel who threw the rocket launcher:
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Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine:
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