After a trance, Meng Yaoyin came back to her senses and found that she was no longer in Huoshi Fairy City, but had entered Huoshi Mountain.

She looked inward and saw that deep in her spirituality, the purple energy was rising and had already formed into a block.

"The injury has worsened..."

She sighed quietly, but did not rush back to the Fairy City. Instead, she continued to go deeper into the mountain and entered the Lava Fairy Palace.

"Tao wounds wear away memories, and over time, spirituality will also disappear."

"In the end, I will still return to being a Buddhist doctor and take the initiative to return to Lava Fairy Palace."

From then on, Meng Yaoyin took the initiative to reduce the time she spent with Ning Zhuo, and used euphemistic methods to repeatedly hint at Ning Zhuo's future separation.

Ning Zhuo curled up in the quilt, crying.

Sun Lingtong came to the bedside and asked curiously, why are you crying? Why aren't you sleeping yet? Xiao Ningzhuo poked his head out of the quilt: "I, I miss my mother."

"I, I can't sleep. Whenever I can't sleep, my mom sings to me. Can you sing for me?"

Sun Lingtong was helpless and sang haltingly.

Buddhist doctor Meng Yaoyin hid his figure and watched this scene from behind, feeling extremely fortunate and relieved.

She didn't expect that the person Ning Zhuo rescued so casually, although from an evil sect, had a kind heart.

Sun Lingtong secretly spied on the Ning family's land and helped Ning Zhuo resist the encroachment of his clan members on the family property, all of which were seen by Meng Yaoyin.

…

Time flies.

"It's late at night. You should go to sleep well. Otherwise, you won't grow taller and your brain will become dumber, Xiaozhuo." Meng Yaoyin appeared and gently reminded Ning Zhuo who was reading by lamplight.

Ning Zhuo raised his head in surprise: "Mom, you're back!"

He raised the book in his hand and said, "Mom, I will definitely practice mechanical arts with all my strength to help you heal. Last time, when you came back, your arm was injured."

Meng Yaoyin's eyes narrowed slightly, and her arm subconsciously moved back.

The child has grown up and is more careful than before.

The injury on her arm was caused by killing the red flame monster in Huoshi Mountain. At that time, she lost her mind and had no memory. She relied on the actions set by the Buddhist doctor to protect the Lava Fairy Palace, and killing the monster was one of them.

"Good boy." Meng Yaoyin was very moved and couldn't help but hug Ning Zhuo in her arms.

Ning Zhuo hugged his mother tightly. Although her body was a hard doll, he felt infinite tenderness.

He looked at the light on the table, his eyes flickering with hope, and murmured, "Mother, I will definitely become the most powerful mechanical monk in the world."

"I will cure your stupidity and we will be together forever!"

Meng Yaoyin's body trembled slightly.

For a moment, she was overwhelmed by the endless sadness.

She closed her eyes tightly, but no tears fell.

…

"Is this the Salesian Kindergarten?" Little Ning Zhuo looked up at the tall building, his heart filled with fear.

But thinking of his mother, he gritted his teeth and blended into the crowd.

Hiding in the corner, he stared at the mechanical monk on the stage, trying his best to learn how to control the puppet.

He learned a lot about the theory of mechanisms, but he really needed guidance from a teacher on how to operate them.

Meng Yaoyin's condition was getting worse and worse. She cherished the time when she was conscious and was unwilling to use her precious time to teach Ning Zhuo these trivial details.

Ning Zhuo tried desperately to learn Li Leifeng's control methods. His ten small fingers were tucked into his sleeves and kept moving them, while his big eyes stared without blinking.

He had been engaged in mental activity for so long that after a puppet show he was starving, even to the point of having blurry eyes and buzzing ears.

He picked up the cakes left over by the guests.

"It's so delicious!"

…

Finally, Ning Zhuo was adopted by his uncle Ning Ze.

He entered the school.

Classmates who knew about his situation bullied him.

"Wild child, wild child!"

"Big-headed monster, big-headed monster!"

Ning Zhuo suddenly turned around, his eyes were red, his fists were clenched, and he growled, "I have a mother!"

The classmates were startled and immediately laughed at him even more fiercely.

Ning Zhuo screamed and rushed forward to wrestle with his classmates.

He returned home with a bruised face.

When the parents of the classmates who had fought each other came to hold them accountable, the eldest uncle would rather blame them for being submissive.

Ning Ze turned around and severely punished Ning Zhuo, forcing him to kneel down.

"How dare you beat up the grandson of the family elder!"

Ning Zhuo knelt until evening. There was no dinner and he was so hungry that his eyes were dizzy.

Ning Ji, who had had a full meal, walked up to him with a smile on his face, and with the lingering aroma of the food, he proudly circled around him several times.

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"Mom, where are you? Wuuuu..." Ning Zhuo could only cry in his heart.

Buddhist doctor Meng Yaoyin was walking in the tunnel of Huoshi Mountain. The distance of each step was the same, his walking posture was always the same, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

…

In the evening, school is over.

Ning Zhuo mingled with the crowd and walked out of the school.

He walked around the corner of the street and paused slightly. He saw a classmate holding his parents' hands, laughing happily.

"Big-headed monster!" Suddenly there was a loud shout from behind.

The next moment, Ning Zhuo was pushed down by someone from behind.

He stood up angrily and wanted to take revenge, but he saw several classmates running away with wanton laughter at him.

For a moment, he didn't know who to chase.

When they were far away, those classmates stood still again, mocking: "Motherless wild child, motherless big-headed monster!"

Ning Zhuo roared and chased after him angrily.

In the end, he was locked outside the house by Wang Lan because he came home too late.

He got angry, suppressed his anger, turned around and left.

He left Ning Ze's house and rushed to his own courtyard.

A familiar figure suddenly appeared on the dark and deserted path.

"Mom!" Ning Zhuo lowered his voice and ran forward happily.

Buddhist doctor Meng Yaoyin looked at him tenderly. She put on a thick and wide robe, as black as ink, so that she could walk easily in the middle of the night and hide her injuries.

Meng Yaoyin took the initiative to hold Ning Zhuo's hand and chatted as they walked.

"How is life in the academy?"

"Everything is good. The teachers are very kind and my classmates like to play with me."

"Why don't you stay overnight at your uncle's?"

"I just suddenly miss home..."

Meng Yaoyin's heart was filled with bitterness. She was not completely unaware of Ning Zhuo's situation, but after careful consideration, she chose to stand by and watch.

She would only take action when Ning Zhuo was in serious danger.

It was clearly darkness and it was just a wooden hand, but Ning Zhuo felt like he was holding the whole world in his hands.

However, Meng Yaoyin's voice gradually died down, her footsteps became crisp and regular, her eyes were dull, and she looked like a zombie.

The gentle maternal breath seemed to be completely swallowed up by the surrounding darkness.

Ning Zhuo lowered his head and keenly sensed the changes in the puppet.

He clenched his mother's hand, tears glistening in his eyes, and choked up as he said, "Mom, don't worry."

"I know."

"I am not a child without mother's love!"

(End of this chapter)