29 Rebellious Xiao Ming
Hua Lang looked at Ming Jinshu, who was sitting in the hall with a swagger, as free as if he was back home, and Murong He, who was standing quietly by the side, resisting with silence.
No, which one of you was arrested?
"Junior sister, why are you here?" Ming Jinshu looked calm and did not look like a criminal at all.
After all, Mo Jinghong was not around, so no one could do anything to her.
Hua Lang: "Senior Sister, I came to see you. What are you...doing?"
Ming Jinshu yanked the white cloth hanging on the table, on which the words "Down with Murong He" were faintly visible, and said nonchalantly, "Oh, the demons in the north have been quite active recently, and the old man is in seclusion again, so I'll go and discuss it with your fourth senior brother."
Hua Lang looked at Murong He with great suspicion.
"...", Murong He didn't seem to want to admit it.
Ming Jinshu didn't give him a chance to appeal. She stood up and embraced Hua Lang. "Now that we're done discussing this, I won't stay any longer. Junior Sister, let's go!"
Hua Lang was half-dragged away by Ming Jinshu. Although she didn't understand what was going on, she thought of what Ming Jinshu had just said and asked, "Senior Sister, you said the demons are active. What's going on?"
Qinglai has been peaceful for so many years, but recently there have been frequent activities of demons. In the original novel, the sudden destruction of Qinglai was probably related to this.
After stepping out of the Discipline Hall, Ming Jinshu finally slowed down his pace. "Yesterday, several demonic auras appeared in Luoshui Manor in the mortal world. I'm afraid a powerful demon wants to borrow the passage from Qinglai."
Hua Lang frowned, "Luoshui Manor? How could there be demons there?"
Luoshuizhuang is only a few dozen miles away from Qinglai. Logically, demons and monsters would take detours near the immortal gate, so why would they deliberately crash into us?
Hua Lang raised his eyes. In the night, Qinglai, with lights flickering, looked calm and stable, not at all like it had been infiltrated by demons.
Ming Jinshu saw Hua Lang's worried expression and rubbed her head. "Why are you frowning at such a young age? They want to borrow our passage, but haven't asked us in Qinglai for permission yet. In a few days, that brat Wang Shuiyi will lead the team down the mountain to set up a barrier for Luoshui Manor, so don't worry."
Hua Lang was forced to relax his brows and asked in confusion, "Why is he leading the team? What about Qinglai's mountain protection barrier?"
Wang Shuiyi is Ming Jinshu's eldest disciple. In the past, he was the one who maintained the barrier. Once he left, Qinglai's situation would be even more dangerous.
Ming Jinshu said, "Now that he's gone, there will naturally be others guarding the barrier. It wasn't my decision to go down the mountain. It was because during the initiation trial, this kid went to play in the mortal world, causing a demon to sneak into Qinglai. He was punished and given a demerit. This mission down the mountain was specially assigned to them by the main hall for the demerited disciples."
Demerit disciple?
Then Xie Hanjing and Yan Rong must both go!
Hua Lang was even more anxious, "Senior Sister, what about the Luo Yin Secret Realm?!"
The next main plot takes place in Luo Yin's secret realm!
Although Ming Jinshu didn't understand why she was worried about this, he still explained, "The Luoyin Secret Realm will be open for a full three months. They can still make it in time if they go down the mountain."
This is not a question of whether you can catch up with the secret realm!
The next plot point is, [Luo Yin accidentally enters the Sand City in the secret realm, and Yu Yao breaks through and obtains the Spirit Key]
The Sand City mentioned in the main storyline is an independent space separated from the three realms of immortals, mortals and demons.
This sand city will be attracted by the spiritual vortex of Luoyin Secret Realm on the day it opens, and then stay in a corner of the secret realm.
In the original novel, the hero was lucky enough to enter the Sand City only when the time, place, and people were all right.
If we go too late and the Sand City disappears, what will happen to the main storyline?
The more Hua Lang thought about it, the more worried she became. Her eyebrows twitched. "Senior Sister, I don't think this is right. Can we leave it to them?"
"It's just a barrier, there's nothing to worry about. Don't be afraid, your senior sister will be back soon. Her swordsmanship is superb, and there's nothing she can't handle. By then, let alone a mere demon asking for passage, even if this old man gets drunk and possessed, he might not be able to defeat her."
Hua Lang became even more heartbroken upon hearing this... Hua Luodeng's return means the destruction of Qinglai!
Until they parted, Ming Jinshu still looked nonchalant.
Hua Lang watched her waving figure disappear into the darkness, sighed deeply, and returned to Qingzhu Peak with a lot on his mind.
Along the way, Hua Lang always felt a chill on her back. She turned around and saw that it was Murong He.
Just like before, he quietly followed Hua Lang.
Hua Lang thought of Murong Jun, but didn't know how to start, so he let him follow him. After returning to Qingzhu Peak and entering the house, the shadowy gaze disappeared...
*
Hua Lang rummaged through the library and finally found a map book. She picked up the thick atlas and moved it to the desk next to her.
001 was quite puzzled, [Host, what are you looking at this for?]
Hua Lang flipped through the atlas and carefully selected items from the catalog. "I plan to go to Luoshui Manor with them. Besides, the map for the main quest needs to be changed, so I need to familiarize myself with the route in advance."
001 was extremely pleased and praised repeatedly, "Host, you are so far-sighted!"
Hua Lang carefully noted down the location of Luoshui Village, and after flipping through other villages near Qinglai, she flipped through several pages.
Finally, Hua Lang's fingertips stopped on the word "Heshui".
In the atlas, there are deep pools as densely packed as rice grains, connected by winding waterways. The deep ink marks in the center of the pools look like the earth has been eroded. The whole picture is shocking and full of impact. The person who drew the picture must have great skills.
001 read the contents of the book and asked: [Host, are you going to Heshui? It's very far from Qinglai and Luoyin Secret Realm.]
Hua Lang planned the route and if he went there and came back quickly, it wouldn't take a few days.
"The hero has entered the Sand City, and I can't get in. During this time, it should be in time for me to go to Heshui."
001 pouted, [The next plot is about killing the master. Heshui is so far away, what if you can't make it back, host?]
Hua Lang quickly memorized the terrain, "You can't say that. Xie Hanjing's murder of his master is suspicious. Maybe I don't have to die."
Upon hearing this, 001 immediately became anxious. [How can that be? If you don't die, the hero will have no reason to escape Qinglai. What if the demons attack and accidentally injure the hero?]
It is really afraid of Hua Lang. Now, 001 will never allow the main line to deviate even a little bit!
Hua Lang continued writing, "Why not just find a random excuse to throw him off the mountain? Compared to this, I'm more worried about the murderer who killed Li Yuanxiu in the original novel. He's hiding behind the scenes now, and I don't know when he will reveal his true identity."
"001, have you planned your death escape plan? If he attacks me and I can't beat him, we'll just run away!"
Hua Lang was talking excitedly, but 001 just laughed guiltily, "Well... host, don't worry, I'm working hard."
Hua Lang put down his pen, very skeptical, "You haven't thought about it yet, right?"
001 immediately shouted, "How is that possible? We can just redeem our points for another identity later, and that'll be solved."
Hua Lang finally picked up the pen again with satisfaction, but soon she realized something was wrong. "That's not right. Aren't our points negative?"
Now, 001 is completely frozen.
Hua Lang threw his pen in anger, "Why doesn't your system take the host's life and safety into consideration? I want to complain to you!"
001 felt aggrieved and defended himself, "I've been so busy lately that I forgot. I was planning to go to the Book Club today to help the host apply for a points loan..."
Hua Lang didn't understand why an AI would be so busy. She felt uneasy every day the plan wasn't implemented. She urged, "Then go now."
001 reluctant: [Then Tong is leaving, host, take care of yourself. ]
"Go quickly!"
Hua Lang picked up the pen. Without the electric sound of 001, she calmed down and copied the map more attentively.
When he finished copying, Hua Lang closed the book and was about to put it back on the shelf when he saw the four small words on the corner of the cover:
"Painting by Murong Jun"
*
Xie Han stood in the cold pond with a wooden sword in his hand, his eyes closed.
The pond water soaked his clothes, and flocks of white cranes flapped their wings to scold the uninvited guest, but he let the splashing water droplets slide down from his brow, remaining calm and motionless.
The white cranes that were driven away in vain left the cold pond in groups. The shaking water gradually calmed down, the wind blew quietly, and the falling flowers in the forest could be heard.
In the moment of extreme silence, Hua Lang snapped his fingers, and a stream of spiritual energy suddenly hit the surface of the pond. The fish that had been hiding under the mud for a long time began to move in panic, at this moment!
Xie Hanjing broke through the water surface with a sword. The wooden sword faintly revealed a sharp sword energy. In the blink of an eye, he had put away the sword and stood still.
And on his wooden sword, there was a big carp that was still jumping.
"That's right, that's it!" Hua Lang smiled happily. This fish is fat and beautiful, and it has been able to stay in the pond for so long. The meat must be very firm.
Xie Han opened his eyes in shock and blinked away the water droplets on his long eyelashes. He swiftly took the carp off the fish and placed it in a bamboo basket on the shore.
He asked, "How would you like to eat, Master?"
"Steamed!" Hua Lang said decisively.
The fish in the cafeteria are either braised or deep-fried, and she is tired of eating them these days.
"Okay, then let's make steamed fish." Xie Hanjing held a sword in one hand and a bamboo basket in the other, and stepped ashore with his long legs.
Hua Lang took the bamboo basket and used his spiritual energy to dry his coat. Before the male protagonist became cunning, he was considered well-behaved and sensible.
Seeing that the uninvited guests had finally left the cold pond, a white crane on the shore immediately flapped its wings and flew into the pond. The sound of it falling into the water attracted the attention of the two men.
The white crane bent its neck, and when it raised it again, there was a slender little fish on its pointed beak. However, it did not swallow the fish, but placed the fish in front of another white crane on the shore.
Hua Lang has been quite worried recently. Seeing this scene, and thinking about the end of her relationship as master and disciple with Xie Hanjing, she couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
She spoke softly, fearing to disturb the two cranes. "Alas, between these white cranes, there is still a deep and touching affection between mother and son. If we were ever to part, I wonder if you and I, master and disciple, would still remember this day."
After he finished speaking, he waited for the other white crane to eat the fish, and then the two cranes' necks pressed tightly together and cried. In the setting sun, the scene was like a poem and a painting.
Xie Han's eyes moved slightly in shock, and he looked at Hua Lang.
Hua Lang was concentrating on the pair of white cranes that were closely dependent on each other.
Under the warm yellow sunset, she peeled off the vague shell. If she was hazy and distant when I first saw her, now she is bright and full of vitality.
Xie Han glanced at the pair of white cranes that were obviously a couple, not mother and son, and put on a faint smile.
"Master, let's go. I'll make you some steamed fish."
【Author’s words】
Xiaohua: Sad, let’s try some art [holding chin]
Xiao Xie: Is Master hinting at something? [shy]
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