Chapter 33: Priest, I'm Sorry
The next day, when Xu Ren'er and his friends got up and were about to go to dinner, they saw the clerk of Haoguilou handing each of them two notes.
The handwriting on one note is free and bold, which is the standard cursive style, while the handwriting on the other note is beautiful and elegant, which is the classic regular script.
The two notes were written by Shangguan Jieshu and Shangguan Shujie respectively, and the descriptions were basically the same:
I have something to do at home, so I have to leave first and cannot accompany you to continue visiting Juzi Kingdom. I hope you have fun. If you are free, you can come to Shangguan Mansion to find them. They promise to give you a warm welcome.
"Strange, if it's something going on at home, why would one person just write to us? Why would two people write the same message separately?"
Tang Qiuyue opened the note and couldn't help wondering.
Tang Beiju got up late today, and happened to be on the same time as everyone else, so he received the message at the same time as several other people.
He remained silent, with a vague idea in his mind. He silently placed the two notes on the table, then picked up a bowl of millet porridge with an expressionless face, picked up the spoon and slowly put it into his mouth, as if he didn't care whether the two of them stayed or left.
Xu Ren'er and Mo Youli looked at each other and keenly noticed that there was something unusual about the Shangguan siblings' departure.
However, since it was a family matter, they could not interfere rashly, so they had to suppress their suspicion in their hearts. Like Tang Beiju, they picked up a meat bun in front of them and took a big bite.
Nie Mufeng had used his abilities extensively many times in the battles with the Wuya tribe, and he was severely injured after returning. He needs to recuperate well during this period.
As Nie Mufeng's sister, this obligation naturally fell on her, so they planned to stay quietly in Haoguilou for the next few days, and notify the staff of Haoguilou to deliver all the necessary supplies to their room.
Liu Roulei has a decent relationship with Nie Erfeng. She has been out many times in the past few days to handle some affairs for Nie Erfeng, and she is basically not seen in Haogui Tower.
Xu Ren'er felt guilty about Nie Mufeng's injury, so he ran straight to Nie Mufeng's room after breakfast and decided not to accompany everyone to the martial arts training ground for the time being.
"Qiuyue, Beiju, you guys go practice first today. I have something to do and need to go out."
As soon as Xu Ren'er left, Mo Youli spoke to the Tang brothers and sisters.
Tang Qiuyue: "What's the matter? Can't we accompany you together?"
Mo Youli smiled gently, then slowly shook his head and refused, "It's just a trivial matter. It would be difficult to handle if too many people were involved."
Seeing Mo Youli's firm attitude, Tang Qiuyue said no more and followed Tang Beiju to the training ground specially set up in Haogui Tower to practice martial arts.
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After Mo Youli went out, he found a busy street and strolled around every stall, but most of the time he just looked at the things and had no urge to buy anything.
He wandered around leisurely and aimlessly, making it completely impossible for those who were following him to catch him.
"What exactly is the High Priest going to do?"
There were four people in total who were following Mo Youli. They were about thirty years old, wearing strange clothes and wrapped themselves tightly. Without exception, they wore pure white masks on their faces with basically no extra patterns, except for a dark green pattern carved under the left corner of their eyes.
In broad daylight, dressed like this and behaving suspiciously will easily attract the attention of passers-by.
However, in the country of Juzi, where the people have diverse customs, such words and actions are actually the most normal behavior.
The person who spoke was the one closest to Mo Youli. He couldn't understand Mo Youli's thoughts and asked the person behind him.
The other three shook their heads, indicating that they didn't know.
"He's moving, let's keep chasing him!"
Suddenly, one of the people being questioned noticed that Mo Youli had stood up again and was heading towards a small alley with few people.
They rushed into the alley, but found it empty.
"Where are the people?"
The four people said in unison.
"Don't worry, I'm here."
A gentle voice came from above, and everyone looked up, only to see Mo Youli standing on the roof, slightly squatting, with his hands on his knees, facing them with a gentle smile.
"Everyone, you have been following me since the day I entered Lingqu Tower. It has been quite a while.
So, have you found the answers you were looking for in me?"
Mo Youli used his Qinggong skills to jump down directly from the roof, standing in front of the four people, smiling without any loss, and asked.
Hearing the question, the four people opposite looked at each other.
After a while, the person who spoke first took a step forward, calmed himself down, and said to Mo Youli:
"Let me introduce myself solemnly. We are from the Marrow-sucking Nation in the world of Godly Madness. My name is Shendong, and the other three are Shenxi, Shennan, and Shenbei.
The purpose of our trip this time is to search for the most honorable and important priest in our country forty years ago.
I wonder how much you know about this world, young master?"
When he heard about the crazy world, Mo Youli's eyebrows twitched slightly, and a feeling of disgust and fatigue arose in his heart.
This sudden strange emotion made Mo Youli shudder. He did not show it on his face and responded patiently and gently:
"I only have a vague understanding of it. Please explain it to me."
As soon as Mo Youli finished saying the word "trouble", the four people opposite him instantly became terrified and quickly waved their hands and shook their heads, saying in unison:
"It's no trouble, no trouble! It's our honor to be able to answer questions for someone like you. How could it be troublesome?! It's no trouble, no trouble, absolutely no trouble!"
After they finished speaking, they began to give Mo Youli a brief introduction to the general world view.
Mo Youli had already understood part of this. It was the information he and Xu Ren'er had gained from their experience in the mixed world looking for Tang Beiju.
Another part is the field of knowledge that is unfamiliar to him.
The place where they are now is called the Mixed World, which is the connecting center of all worlds.
In this world, there are actually many world planes.
Each different world has different rules of operation and different world form patterns. Due to these differences, the creatures living in the world planes will also have different ways of living and reproducing.
These worlds do not distinguish between strong and weak abilities, and there is no ranking. They all live in peace and harmony without interfering with each other.
However, in order to avoid stagnation and ensure that the world's living standards can gradually rise, the world also needs to communicate with each other.
Therefore, whenever a certain point in time is reached, the worlds will select a chosen person from among them to represent the world and interact with the chosen people from other worlds.
As for communication, a fixed location is naturally required to allow the chosen ones to gather together.
The mixed world is a fixed place that has been chosen. Inside the mixed world, creatures exist in a diverse manner and are very tolerant of alien species. It is the best choice.
These four people all come from the world of God and Madness, and the chosen one chosen by the world of God and Madness this time is the High Priest who has the most powerful comprehensive strength in all aspects of their country of sucking marrow.
In their Marrow-sucking Country, the High Priest is a god-like existence with an extraordinary status. A casual word from him can change a person's life, even if that person is the current emperor of the Marrow-sucking Country. As long as the High Priest wants, he can easily force the emperor to step down.
The High Priest of the Marrow-sucking Country has always been the same person, and his lifespan is generally at most thirty years old. Whenever the High Priest dies, the people of the Marrow-sucking Country will wait for his reincarnation.
They will have to wait about another thirty years, and then the professional searchers from the Marrow-sucking Country will use special props to find the newly reincarnated priest, take him away, and continue to worship him.
However, this time, something unexpected happened.
Their most precious High Priest was chosen to be the Chosen One of this generation of the Godly World and was sent to the Mixed World.
The High Priest was reincarnated into a mixed world, no longer in the crazy world. The baby that he could have easily found using the previous method suddenly failed to find.
However, the huge marrow-sucking country is almost entirely dependent on the energy of the High Priest to maintain itself. Without the High Priest, their lives would be extremely difficult.
In order to continue living their previous good life, this group of people explored methods everywhere and spent almost ten years to finally confirm the whereabouts of the High Priest.
After learning that the High Priest was far away outside the world, they once again spent almost five years to open up the world tunnel before finally arriving in the mixed world.
And this time, their special props finally responded, and they finally found the High Priest they had been thinking about for a long time.
Mo Youli frowned slightly:
"According to you, I am the High Priest you are talking about. Do you want me to go back with you to the Marrow-sucking Kingdom?"
"Yes! The Marrow-sucking Nation cannot do without you. Once you leave, the entire nation will be in dire straits."
The other party spoke with deep emotion, his eyes full of moving pleading, but Mo Youli did not soften his heart. He just shook his head lightly to express his refusal:
"I'm sorry, I don't want to. Please go back."
"Why?!"
"As long as I can remember, I've been a child of the Mo family. I have parents, friends, and a master. They won't force me to do anything I don't want to do and they respect my personal choices.
I am happier here than anyone else.
I was born on this land, born into the Mo family. I am a person of this land when I am alive, and I will be a ghost of this land when I die.
The past should be like passing clouds.
I'm sorry, I am not the high priest you are talking about, and I will not be one.
The responsibilities of my past life should not be borne by me in this life."
After he finished speaking, Mo Youli turned around without hesitation and prepared to leave.
"Master Priest!"
Seeing this, the other four people became anxious and quickly called out to him.
But Mo Youli was resolute and completely ignored the shouting from behind.
Looking at Mo Youli's determined back as he left, the four of them looked at each other with ambiguous expressions.
It seems that if soft tactics don't work, then we have no choice but to resort to hard tactics.
"My Lord Priest, I'm sorry."
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