Chapter 4
As soon as the immortal surnamed Meng arrived, he went to You's house.
He called out names of people: "Where is You Qing? And where is the child he brought back to the You family last time?!"
"You Qing..."
The You family members looked at each other and answered hesitantly: "You Qing doesn't like staying at home lately."
So, they couldn't find You Qing at this moment.
"Bring him back."
Immortal Meng frowned and said to the You family, "I want to see them within three days."
You family: “…”
The You family felt a little confused when they saw the strong attitude of Master Meng.
When Master Meng came to visit their home before, he was very friendly to them. How come he suddenly became like a different person?
"Master, we will send someone to find them right away."
The head of the You family first sent someone to look for You Qing. Afterwards, he respectfully served a cup of tea to Immortal Meng and carefully inquired, "I don't know why the Immortal wants to find my son, but has he offended you in any way?"
Master Meng didn't take the tea, nor did he answer.
His fingertips unconsciously rubbed the edge of the chair, and his brows were furrowed into a shape of a "川" (river).
Something went terribly wrong with the sword he had snatched from You Qing.
This black, seemingly ordinary sword is actually related to the Silver-faced Demon Lord!
The Silver-faced Demon Lord is an extremely evil person. In the last second, he might be smiling and inviting you to drink, but in the next second, he may turn hostile and want to kill you just because the way you take the wine glass is not to his liking.
In the entire world of cultivation, no one can figure out the character of this Silver-faced Demon Lord.
Meng Yun couldn't figure out his personality, but he knew that no one in the cultivation world wanted to have anything to do with him at the moment.
Thinking of the sword he brought back, Meng Yun secretly hated himself for not listening to the advice at that time!
If he had known that this sword was related to the Demon Lord, he would never have touched it.
The three days of waiting felt like a year to Meng Yun.
The three days was also a challenge for Ming Qiao who was on the road.
"Brother, how long do we have to hide?"
On the bumpy carriage, little Ming Qiao was held by You Qing, hiding among the cargo.
The two of them wanted to find the sect listed in the advertisement. The journey was too long and they couldn't walk.
Ming Qiao was in poor health and if he was delayed longer on the road, You Qing was afraid that he would die on the way.
"Not long."
You Qing had never traveled far, but he was a thoughtful person. Before setting off, he looked up a map and got a clear idea of the places he would pass and the approximate time it would take.
In a little more than a day, their carriage would reach its destination.
The goods transported by this carriage are very close to the sect's address.
"Brother, this is for you."
Ming Qiao got the answer and huddled in You Qing's arms. His chubby little hands searched in the storage ring and finally found a piece of steamed bread.
"Eat it, it's delicious!"
Ming Qiao originally had two steamed buns, one of which he had previously fed to You Qing.
You Qing pursed her lips and refused.
He knew that the kids liked this, so he didn't want to argue with them.
He didn't want it, but Mingqiao insisted on feeding him.
The two people were close to each other, and You Qing's handsome face with a cold look did not have the slightest deterrent effect on Ming Qiao.
"Brother, eat."
Mingqiao spoke in a soft tone, but the movements of his chubby hands were completely opposite to his tone.
He used one of his chubby hands to pry open You Qing's cheeks, and with the other hand he stuffed the steamed bread into You Qing's mouth steadily and quickly.
You Qing: “…”
You Qing looked at the baby who had stuffed his steamed bun and was smiling at him softly, with a complicated look in his eyes.
"Brother, I will support you from now on, please don't become a bad person."
After Ming Qiao fed You Qing the steamed bread, he gave her some routine instructions.
When You Qing first heard this, he thought it was strange, but now he is no longer surprised.
"Um."
He responded casually under the child's expectant gaze.
In addition to steamed corn bread, the two of them also had some other dry food, which was found by You Qing.
In Ming Qiao's storage ring, there are herbs, some clothes, daily necessities, and some things that can be used as weapons like kitchen knives and black swords...
He has a lot of stuff, all kinds of things, but he has no money.
Ming Qiao wanted to take out some things to exchange for money, but You Qing didn't let him.
You Qing intuitively felt that these things were not ordinary items. If they took them out, they would probably get trouble instead of money.
"Brother, I want to sleep."
"Go to sleep."
"To hear a story."
Mingqiao rubbed his eyes and yawned.
He likes to listen to stories before he goes to sleep. Even if you tell him the beginning of a random story, he can fall asleep soundly.
You Qing can't tell stories.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the baby in his arms who was sleeping soundly but refused to close his eyes. After a while, just like he did a few days ago, he started talking to him about his mother.
The child said that his father often talked about his mother. You Qing didn't know about his mother, so naturally he couldn't talk about it.
He can only talk about his mother.
The You family had some old friends, and You Qing was able to piece together some information about his mother by piecing together the information.
"My mother is very beautiful. There is no one prettier than her in the whole town."
"She was brought back from outside by my father. I heard she was an orphan with no relatives."
"She has a good temper, is very gentle, and speaks softly."
You Qing spoke very slowly. He knew too little about his mother. If he spoke quickly, he would have finished speaking in just a few words.
As You spoke softly, the breathing of the child in his arms gradually became even.
He lowered his head and saw that the child had his eyes closed, his curled eyelashes trembling slightly like crow feathers.
The child leaned against him closely, pulling at his clothes with his two little hands, looking very dependent on him.
You Qing pursed his lips. He originally didn't want to touch such a soft and fragile cub.
He has never been close to anyone in his life.
But this cub, in an abrupt and unyielding manner, forcefully approached him.
He just couldn't find any chance to abandon the cub.
The carriage they were sitting in was at the end of the freight team, and the driver was a gray-haired old man. The old man had poor hearing, so usually other people would call him loudly.
Even if you speak very loudly, the old man may not be able to hear you.
People in the team always cursed him and called him an old deaf man.
The old deaf man could not hear the voices of other people in the company, so naturally he could not hear the voices of the two children in the cargo.
There were food in the cargo. After the convoy set off, the old deaf man gradually piled clothes and some local food into the car he was pulling.
With a pile of clothes, Mingqiao's body was warmed and it was not uncomfortable to sleep.
As for food, although Ming Qiao was drooling with greed, he was very obedient and didn't steal anything.
"Jojo has no money."
Ming Qiao woke up and smelled the fragrance again. He tilted his head on You Qing's neck, looking listless like a depressed kitten.
Without money, you can’t buy the food in the goods.
You Qing looked at him and touched his head awkwardly.
"When I get there, I'll make money."
"Jojo makes money, too."
The two kids were both awake at this time, so they started chatting again.
"Brother, can I find my dad by posting an ad?"
Ming Qiao and You Qing both still kept the recruitment advertisements of the small sects they were going to join. You Qing explained that some sects were short of people and wanted to recruit some people, so they would post these.
Ming Qiao thought of the small advertisement, and a light bulb lit up in his mind.
He doesn't know where his father is now, so if he posts a small advertisement, will he be able to find his father?
"Qiao Qiao, are you sure your father's name is Wu Ye?"
"Yeah! Yell."
Ming Qiao nodded and said seriously: "My father's name is Wu Ye and my mother's name is Ah Heng."
You Qing frowned slightly when he heard these two names.
Although he was young and had never traveled far, he knew something about the prestigious sects and celebrities in the world of cultivation.
Wu Ye, he had never heard of this name.
Ah Heng, you can tell from the name that it contains the word Heng.
But as far as he knew, there were several people whose names contained the word "heng". The two most famous ones were the Green Heng Fairy and the Qing Heng Fairy.
Fairy Lu Heng is a sword practitioner from the Jiuxing Sect. She has a hot temper and loves to fight. If a dog passes by her, it will be slapped twice.
The Immortal Lord Qingheng is the younger junior brother of the Lintian Sect's leader. He is aloof and aloof, does not like to make friends, and lives in seclusion all year round, rarely showing up in public.
"In your storage ring, the things your parents gave you are all very good."
“They won’t be ordinary identities.”
You Qing analyzed calmly: "I haven't found out your father's name yet, but your mother might be Fairy Lu Heng."
You Qing just mentioned Green Heng Fairy and Qing Heng Immortal Lord. Ming Qiao hesitated between these two names.
"Brother, I have a letter from Dad to Mom."
Ming Qiao took out a letter hidden in the storage ring, handed it to You Qing, then propped up his chubby face and let his brother recognize the words.
"My mother's name is on it, but Qiao Qiao doesn't recognize it."
When Mingqiao heard his father talking in his sleep, he thought of Ah Heng.
He didn't hear his mother's full name, but he knew it was written in the letter.
You Qing took the letter and prepared to take a closer look at this Heng to see what it was.
However, time passed by every second.
You Qing's pretty little face became more and more tense.
After a long while, he returned the letter to Ming Qiao and squeezed out a few words: "I, I don't know him either."
The handwriting on the paper was very illegible. He tried hard to decipher it for a long time but couldn't recognize a single word.
Ming Qiao: “…”
Mingqiao, who didn't know many words, put the letter away with his little hands.
After he finished receiving the letter, he looked at You Qing, who seemed a little embarrassed and annoyed, and leaned over to coax him softly, "Brother, it's not shameful."
"Qiao Qiao doesn't laugh at his brother."
You Qing is still a little autistic.
Since he couldn't recognize the handwriting for the time being, Ming Qiao decided to go to the sect to become a disciple first!
The sect’s recruitment advertisement said that as soon as you join, you will get the Extreme Yin Lotus!
He has to eat the Ji Yin Lotus.
Otherwise, he would have died of illness before finding his father and mother.
Another day and a half passed.
Ming Qiao was still half asleep when You Qing carried her out of the carriage.
They have arrived at the place.
"Brother, is Qiao Qiao heavy?"
Ming Qiao, who was being carried around, put her little hands around You Qing's neck and asked.
You Qing shook his head: "Not heavy."
This sick cub is very light in weight.
You Qing felt that he had not taken good care of him. When he first appeared a while ago, he was still chubby and his little face was shiny.
It's only been a few days and the little guy's face has turned visibly pale.
He knew the reason.
The little guy’s most important medicine is gone.
The medicine in the storage ring now is not effective enough for the little guy.
"Qiao Qiao, close your eyes and get some sleep."
Before reaching the sect's entrance, You Qing looked at the slightly listless child and whispered, "When you wake up, you'll have Extreme Yin Lotus to eat."
"Okay."
The child responded obediently and closed his eyes.
The small sect they came from was not far from the Nine Stars Sect, but this sect was completely incomparable to the Nine Stars Sect.
Jiuxingmen is a place that everyone flocks to. This small sect is named Suiyi Sect, and even the plaque of the sect is so casual that the paint is peeling off and it is not repaired.
At the door with the paint peeling plaque, there was a simple formation and a test stone.
The test stone is used to test one's spiritual roots, and the formation is used to test one's character.
You Qing looked at the test stone, then at his own hands. He suppressed the emotions in his eyes and walked over even though he knew the result of the test.
"Waste spiritual roots."
Sure enough, the result given by the test stone was the same as he thought.
You Qing stood there, looking at the test results, without moving for a long time.
"Hey, the measurements are done. Why are you still standing there? Go walk through the formation again."
Next to the test stone, a young man with a high ponytail appeared. The man had a piece of grass in his mouth, and when You Qing looked over, he raised his chin at him.
"I set up this formation. If you can survive two hours, I will let you enter."
You Qing: “…”
You Qing was stunned.
The next second, he handed the baby who was still sleeping in his arms to the man's arms and said solemnly: "Three hours, I will hold on for one more hour, please help me watch him."
Bai Yu: “?”
Before Bai Yu could answer, he saw the cold-faced child had already entered the formation.
The grass he was holding in his mouth fell out and he froze.
"Fuck, I can't fucking take care of a child!"
He doesn't even know how to hold such a small baby!
The author has something to say:
Qiao Qiao: Find my parents to learn from a master!
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