Chapter 34

Xiao Mo hunted in the forest for half a day, and he still caught and killed a fourth-level monster during this time. He also deliberately showed his presence in front of the immortal alliance monks.

There were not many foreign monks on the last level, and he was the only one wearing a beautiful golden mask. Some disciples of the Immortal Alliance also had some impression of him.

This alibi may not come in handy, but I did it anyway so it didn't waste my time.

In the end, Xiao Mo killed thirty-five fourth-level monsters, and dealt with five third-level monsters and six second-level monsters on the way.

With the huge sum of money, namely Zi Jiao's storage container, Xiao Mo kept five fourth-level beast pills and exchanged the rest for spirit stones.

When he went to exchange spirit stones with disciples of the Immortal Alliance, the Huanjian Sect and the Xiaoqing Sect had already been confronting each other outside the Black Forest. The two sides were clearly divided and their swords were drawn. Many people had gathered nearby to watch the excitement.

Xiao Mo glanced over and saw Su Baimo's face was pale and trembling. He was quite frightened and only relied on Dai Zisheng to support him so that he did not fall to the ground. The people from Xiaoqing Sect were very aggressive and the disciples of Xianmeng were right next to the two sects.

The disciples of the Immortal Alliance did not go to mediate because Su Baimo said that he was captured by the evil cultivator.

There's actually a demon cultivator sneaking in! ?

While Xiao Mo was waiting for the Immortal Alliance disciples to settle the spiritual stones, he pretended to ask casually: "Daoyou, what happened in that room? It seems so lively."

The Immortal Alliance disciple groaned, "The Xiaoqing Sect lost a disciple, and it turned out that his badge was in the hands of a disciple from the Huanjian Sect."

"These are all minor matters, but the key is that they brought up the demon cultivator. We don't know whether it's true or not, and they're still questioning." The Immortal Alliance disciple packed the spirit stones in a cheap Qiankun bag. "Daoyou, your spirit stones are 300 medium-grade and 560 low-grade. Count them."

Xiao Mo just watched him order. A Yuanying cultivator's consciousness wouldn't be able to misjudge the amount of spirit stones, not to mention that this was money. Xiao Mo took the bag and said, "Thank you."

There were many people watching the excitement, except Xiao Mo, who was a relatively inconspicuous person. He stood not too far away and listened to their argument.

Unexpectedly, the gray-clothed demon cultivator was so proud of himself on the road that he told the hostages that he was a demon cultivator and wanted to drink their blood and eat their flesh. The most amazing thing was that Su Baimo even said it out loud.

Xiao Mo said in his mind, "He's so cooperative, I feel embarrassed."

Chu Jinglan: I can’t tell that you’re embarrassed, but you’re enjoying it so much that it’s arrogant.

The leader of Xiaoqing Sect, Master Jindan, naturally seized on this point and said, "You said he was a demon cultivator, so why did he kill Zijiao but only let you go?"

Su Baimo couldn't help but shrink back, whispering: "I, I don't know, I fainted..."

Jin Dan's eyes were like an eagle, and he immediately said, "I'm afraid you are connected with the demon cultivators!"

The accusation of colluding with the devil cultivators was too big, and Dai Zisheng's face darkened: "Daoyou, be careful with your words!"

Su Baimo finally realized that he had said the wrong thing. He thought that by mentioning the evil cultivator he could completely clear himself, but he did not expect to be tarnished instead. But he was also a victim, so why did these people confuse right and wrong?

Mu Jian also spoke up. He stood beside Dai Zisheng and said, "Su Baimo has just built his foundation, and he came from a small family in the lower realm. His background is clean and he doesn't know any of your disciples. Why would he collude with the demon cultivators to harm him? The Immortal Alliance and many sects are here. Is he crazy?"

Su Baimo looked at Mu Jian with some surprise. He didn't expect Mu Jian to speak for him, and he felt a little grateful in his heart.

Mu Jian was not helping him, but helping the Huanjian Sect.

After all, Su Baimo is still a disciple of the Illusion Sword Sect and the savior of the young sect master. They will definitely not admit it if he splashed dirty water on them without solid evidence.

The Jindan of Xiaoqing Sect sneered: "I only know that my nephew is gone, but he is still alive and has his badge on him."

In the world of cultivation, blood and gore are played out every day, conflicts and murders are common. When encountering some large secret realms or looting treasures, there will always be a large number of deaths. A small number of people will take revenge on the spot, and most people don’t even know who the enemy is. However, Master Jindan never thought that such a simple experience would cause the death of one of his disciples.

The one who died was his senior brother's son.

No matter whether it was the Phantom Sword Sect or the demon cultivators, he had to get rid of the blame and divert the hatred, otherwise he would have a hard time explaining himself when he returned.

In the end, it was all Zi Jiao's fault for not knowing his place and leaving the team to chase the monster, which led to them looking for him all the time until the sect sent a message saying that his soul lamp had gone out.

Both Huanjian Sect and Xiaoqing Sect are sects affiliated with the Immortal Alliance. Huanjian Sect has a slightly higher status. There is nothing wrong with the way the Immortal Alliance disciples checked the demon cultivators, but some demon cultivators still sneaked in. Either the opponents are too powerful, or they have good magic weapons. Therefore, neither sect blamed the Immortal Alliance for its poor supervision.

Immortal Alliance disciple: "We have already sent a message to the Alliance Headquarters, requesting for more manpower. If there really are demon cultivators, we cannot just leave them alone."

Su Baimo staggered and grabbed Dai Zisheng's arm, "He's wearing gray clothes and a mask. The mask is gray and black, very ugly. You guys look for him!"

The word "mask" reminded Master Jindan of the two masked men at the gate of Lin'an City, but he quickly denied this idea. After all, there were more than ten people wearing masks among the lively crowd, and some were wearing martial arts hats. It couldn't be that someone wearing a mask was a murderer, right?

Since the Illusion Sword Sect had no intention of pushing the young disciple out to confess his guilt, Jin Dan knew that there would be no outcome in this matter, and he didn't need an outcome, so he could just push the responsibility onto someone else. He glared at Su Baimo fiercely and said, "Su Baimo from the Illusion Sword Sect, right? We've got you on our list."

After saying this, he led his disciples away, and Su Baimo could no longer hold on and fainted again.

Dai Zisheng was startled. The doctor from the Illusion Sword Sect felt his pulse and said, "It's because you were too frightened and exhausted. Don't worry, you're not seriously injured. Just take a rest and drink some water."

Dai Zisheng was unhappy: "It's all my fault. I should have sent him out earlier."

Mu Jian held the sword and glared at him: "He said he was caught outside the woods. What does it have to do with you? Can you follow him all the time?"

...It is indeed impossible to follow her all the time. Dai Zisheng was still in a bad mood, but he did not refute Mu Jian's words.

Seeing his expression, Mu Jian sighed, "Perhaps this is just bad luck for him. I'll report the conflict with Xiaoqing Sect to the Sect Master first. For the time being, we should stay away from them. Don't act alone. Be alert."

Disciples: "Okay, Senior Brother Mu."

After watching the show, Xiao Mo left with satisfaction. Chu Jinglan thought he could take the opportunity to find out something, but found out that there was nothing. It seemed that Xiao Mo just wanted to have some fun.

At this time, he was like a devil who was afraid that the world would not be in chaos.

On the way back, Xiao Mo walked lightly and asked Chu Jinglan casually, "Speaking of which, from your perspective, Su Baimo is insignificant, but he is not a bad person either. You won't be unhappy that I tortured him like this, right?"

Chu Jinglan didn't understand the cause and effect of his words: "Since he is irrelevant, why should I be unhappy?"

Xiao Mo frowned: "Like, do you think I'm looking for trouble?"

Chu Jinglan said: "As long as you don't cause us any trouble, it's up to you."

Chu Jinglan does not consider himself a good person. He does not care whether Xiao Mo kills people or sets fires as long as it does not harm his interests. A good collaborator should achieve a win-win situation instead of holding each other back and causing trouble.

"Cold-blooded and heartless," commented Xiao Mo.

But he added, “But I appreciate that.”

Chu Jinglan had to be as ruthless as possible towards Su Baimo, otherwise Xiao Mo would be confused.

They ended their trip to Heilin early and did not rush back to the inn. Instead, they found a dental hygienist in Lin'an City and asked him to recommend a house to rent.

The house they rented in Lin'an City did not need to be too big, nor did it have to be in a prosperous location. Such a house was easy to find. After looking at three places with Ya Bao, they finally decided on a courtyard.

As you enter the courtyard, there is no lobby for receiving guests. Instead, the lobby integrates the functions of dining room, tea tasting, reading, leisure and relaxation. There is a kitchen and three private rooms, one for Chu Jinglan, one for Yanchunmozhi and one for Chuxia.

Of course, if Xiao Mo needs anything, Chu Jinglan’s house is his house.

The owner of the house had not been in Lin'an City for many years and was said to have settled down in another place, so the lease period was easy to negotiate. Xiao Mo and Chu Jinglan first wrote for a year and paid a sum of money.

How should I put it? If it's not my own money, I won't feel bad about spending it. Zijiao, this kid, has tens of thousands of spirit stones, and it seems he is spoiled and used to being pampered. It must be an established sect with good welfare. Look at their Du'e Sect, they don't even pay them a month's salary.

The house was ready for immediate move-in, so after picking up the key, Xiao Mochu went to the guest inn in awe.

When they came back, the three children were reading. When they entered the room, Xiao Mo appeared next to Chu Jinglan. The three children immediately put down what they were holding, trotted over to them, and then stopped obediently two steps away, looking up at them with their three little heads sparkling.

"Master and Senior Brother are back!"

Chu Jinglan felt that the situation was familiar. He didn't understand why the children came so close. Then Xiao Mo raised his hand and patted each of them on the head: "Good boy, we are back."

After Xiao Mo touched the three of them on the head, they all turned around and looked at Chu Jinglan.

Including Xiao Mo.

Four pairs of eyes, three pairs of expectation, one pair of joking and teasing.

Chu Jinglan was shocked: "..."

It was impossible to touch the head, but he took out an oil-paper bag and handed it to the three children.

When the children opened it, a sweet smell hit their noses. Inside was freshly made preserved fruit, which was sweet and fragrant.

The children's attention was immediately diverted and they cheered: "Thank you, Master!"

Chu Jinglan lowered his eyes: "Your Senior Brother Xiao picked it."

The children immediately said in a crisp voice: "Thank you, Brother!"

Xiao Mo Le: "I chose it with him. I don't know what you like to eat, so I just put it together. If you like to eat something, you can tell me. I will know next time."

The three of them happily shared the preserved food. Chu Jinglan said in surprise, "After we finish eating, pack up and leave."

Upon hearing this, the three of them immediately stuffed a piece into their mouths, even Mo Zhi, who was greedy, did not eat more. They wrapped it with oil paper and immediately turned around to pack up, preparing to finish their work first and eat the preserved food on the way.

Xiao Mo said with a mature look: "The child is so sensible that it makes me feel distressed."

Chu Jinglan glanced at his facial features, which had not yet completely faded from their youth, and used his eyes to implicitly judge his words.

It's like talking about your age.

In the past few days, Yanchun and Chuxia still haven't gotten started, but by exercising according to the pace and regulating their breathing, their physical fitness has improved a lot. They have made steady progress, neither too fast nor too slow, which is very normal. They have also learned a few more words.

There weren't many things, so they packed up quickly. They came back early and were able to get some spirit stones back after checking out of the room. Xiao Mo decided to give the stones to the child as pocket money, and Chu Jinglan didn't object.

The children packed their things quickly, but Xiao Mo and Chu Jinglan did not take them to the mansion because they were going to reserve a seat near Lin'an Academy. However, before leaving the city, they planned to take them out for a good meal.

After all, I have money now. I don’t have to eat plain steamed buns all day long. I can enjoy a feast!

They headed straight for the best tavern in the city.

Xiao Mo and Chu Jinglan were still wearing masks, but Chu Jinglan had changed the mask on his face because the man with the golden feather mask was a "primordial infant" and Chu Jinglan was a cultivator who was barely at the stage of Qi training, so people couldn't connect the two together.

Chu Jinglan originally wanted to change back to the iron mask, but Xiao Mo handed him a new one.

This time the mask is the same as Xiao Mo's, it is silver in color. Xiao Mo's mask has flowers on it, while his has a beast on it.

Different styles, but equally exquisite and beautiful.

When Chu Jinglan took the mask, he thought: He really thinks the iron mask is ugly.

The two silver-masked men led the three children into the restaurant, sat down and ordered food. There was also spiritual food in the restaurant, but neither Chu Jinglan nor the three children could absorb the power in it well at the moment, so Xiao Mo didn't plan to order anything.

But after looking at the menu, Chu Jinglan ordered two spiritual dishes.

A bowl of purple flower rice soup and a dish of delicious rabbit meat.

Spiritual food is not cheap. Pure spiritual food will have all impurities removed before being served. For example, from the meat of the monster Cuihua rabbit, only the essence is taken, and all seasonings are spiritual herbs, ensuring that every bite is full of spiritual power and free of impurities.

Xiao Mo didn't feel bad about the money, he just asked doubtfully: "Can you withstand the force of the spiritual food now?"

And you only ordered one bowl of rice porridge. Are you planning to share it?

The waiter had already memorized the dishes and went to serve them. Chu Jinglan lowered his eyes and sat at the table, saying calmly, "I ordered it for you."

Xiao Mo was stunned.

After a while, he came back to his senses and murmured, "Ah, yes, I can eat spiritual food."

Accustomed to watching others eat, Xiao Mo himself almost forgot that he could eat pure spiritual food.

Xiao Mo felt as if a small feather had tickled his chest. He was not used to it, but it was itchy and comfortable, yet he did not know what to do.

Xiao Mo lowered his voice, unnaturally: "Um...thank you."

The environment in which Xiao Mo grew up determined that he would not have the opportunity to receive much attention. When he did receive attention, it was like winning the lottery, surprising but unreal. If anyone quarreled with him, he would be able to fight back with a higher stance than the other person, but if someone was gentle and soft to him, Xiao Mo would immediately be at a loss, not knowing what to do inside, but frantically covering up on the surface and pretending nothing had happened.

Typically, he eats soft food but not hard food.

After the dishes came, purple flower rice soup and rabbit meat were placed in front of Xiao Mo. Xiao Mo picked up the spoon and scooped a spoonful of rice soup into his mouth.

It tastes sweet and soft in the mouth, with a rich aroma extending from the tip of the tongue and lingering on the cheeks; take another bite of the rabbit meat, which is tender and delicious, with a rich sauce, leaving an endless aftertaste.

What's more important is that after sliding into the throat, it turns into spiritual power without any residue, and Xiao Mo doesn't feel any discomfort at all.

Xiao Mo's crow-feather-like eyelashes trembled slightly.

……tasty.

And it was a bit too warm.

The three children were a little surprised to see him eat for the first time, but they felt that their status was lower than their master and senior brothers, so they did not dare to pick up food for Xiao Mo. Yan Chun pushed a fish dish in front of Xiao Mo and said, "Senior brother, this is delicious. Would you like to try it?"

Mo Zhi pushed a roast duck, while Chu Xia chose a plate of pastries.

Xiao Mo had food in his mouth, and before he could swallow it, Chu Jinglan pushed the food back to him: "He only eats spiritual food, you guys eat yours."

The three children cried out, and then pushed the dishes towards Chu Jinglan: "Master, you eat too!"

Xiao Mo swallowed the rice porridge, looked at the lively scene at the table, and couldn't help but smile.

Chu Jinglan turned his head to look at him: "Is it delicious?"

Xiao Mo: “Yeah.”

He hasn't eaten such delicious food for a long time.