Chapter 69 You Laughed Too Loud

Mo Lin didn't expect someone to knock on the door in the middle of the night. He was lying on a kang with two fellow apprentices. The spiritual energy was thin, and he couldn't concentrate on cultivation. Yuan Ye was muttering about what was wrong today.

"Big Senior Brother, you practice Hidden Swordsmanship. Tell me, why didn't Junior Senior Uncle let us say that she was really amazing? It wasn't like this before. Could it be because of Shao Fei?"

"Little Master must have her reasons for doing this." Yan Qing was very obedient, "Children should stay out of adult matters."

Yuan Ye:?

"How come I remember that Junior Master is two years younger than me?"

"What did you call him?" Yan Qing folded his arms and held the book.

Yuan Ye replied immediately, "Uncle Junior Master."

Yan Qing slapped the book on his knees and said, "Isn't that the end?"

He paused, "Besides, there is indeed something wrong with Shao Fei."

Mo Lin nodded slightly, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind, "There are too many flaws in what I said before and after. It's even more obvious than it seems. They have been asking about our abilities. I wonder if they were sent by those organizations that sell information to find out."

When the four new disciples were first listed on the Qingyun Ranking, there were always people who secretly and openly investigated their backgrounds, such as what school they practiced, what level they had reached, where their talents were reflected, what their cultivation level was, their characteristics, physical skills, combat skills, and so on.

Afterwards, a high price was put on the list. When he established his foundation and entered the Qingyun List, the information was offered at a high price of seven thousand spirit stones.

He completely forgot that a group of people had happily discussed whether Shao Fei liked him or not the previous night.

For many things, you always need to calm down and think about them before you can realize and come up with many possibilities.

There was something amiss about Shao Fei, and the six people from the Supreme Sect all sensed it.

"What if this is a trap she set up to test our strength?"

Yuan Ye is a member of the royal family. In his eyes, such a spy should have been thrown into the dungeon and tortured long ago. However, this is the spirit world, and he does not understand the rules of the spirit world. After all, he cannot hurt people's lives at will.

Mo Lin stroked the sword stick at his side and said, "Of course, teach her a lesson and tell the people behind us that our value is very high."

Otherwise, how come his information was worth 7,000 spirit stones back then? Even after sending seven groups of people to spy on him, they still couldn't find out his background.

There was a sudden knock on the door, and then the woman's trembling voice came into the room, "Friend Mo, are you there?"

Her voice was filled with hasty crying, and even a bit of pleading and panic.

The three of them looked at each other in surprise. Mo Lin picked up his sword and staff and said, "Daoyou, it's late at night. What's the matter?"

Shao Fei lowered his voice and said, "Fellow Daoist, can you let me in and explain in detail? I am terrified and afraid that something terrible might happen. I am helpless and weak, so I can only ask for your help."

Mo Lin glanced at Yan Qing and said, "Since you're here, why don't you bring him in to ask some questions?"

Yan Qing closed the book and raised his head, and Yuan Ye also smiled a little.

As expected, those uncles and aunts all like to travel. What they encounter outside in a day is much more interesting than a year of training in the sect.

Mo Lin opened the door, holding the door frame with one hand. He was frightened by the white clothes in the dark. Xia Tianwu also liked to wear white clothes, so he would not be like the person swaying in the wind in front of him.

He thought about it carefully, probably because Second Junior Sister was always calm and upright, and her clothes also had other colors and patterns. Especially this winter, Second Junior Sister always had a red plum blossom tied in her hair, which, like the cinnabar mole at the corner of her eye, added a touch of bright color to her whole person.

"What has made you so uneasy, fellow Taoist?" Mo Lin spoke, and took a step back because he didn't want the woman to get too close to him.

He once heard from his junior sister that the Gu Master used Guinea Pigs, which were hard to defend against, so he surrounded his body with a little spiritual power to protect it.

Shao Fei looked up and met the handsome young man's starry eyes. He was a little dazed for a moment, but he spoke quickly, "Fellow Daoist, please save the villagers. I have been hesitating whether to tell you during the day. My fellow disciple had a problem in his cultivation and was attacked by a maggot. He is in great pain. That's why we stayed in this mountain village. But we didn't expect..."

Her voice trembled slightly as she spoke, and she began to cry. "I heard something had happened today, so I rushed to the house. I only saw a black shadow. I thought it might just be a tiger demon, not my fellow disciple."

The woman raised her head and tears fell down in big drops. The young man frowned slightly, as if he was listening to her carefully.

"I was lucky. At night, my fellow disciple stared at me for a long time, as if he was staring at prey. I could even hear the sound of him gnashing his teeth. Then I realized that it was just luck. I didn't want you to see him because I was afraid that he would stare at you. After all... the spiritual power and flesh of a monk are much more powerful than those of a mortal."

"Friend Mo, please..."

She took a deep breath, as if to stop herself from crying, and her voice changed tone as she took a deep breath of cold air.

Yuan Ye couldn't hold back any longer and burst out laughing. Then, in order to hide his embarrassment, he had to cover his face and tilt his head back, while his other hand tightly grasped Yan Qing's strong arm.

Yan Qing sent him a telepathic message, "You laugh too loudly."

Yuan Ye was shaking all over, "I'm sorry, I just remembered what my second uncle said, that the women in the palace complaining are like singing operas, and that if I want to learn operas, I just need to find the empress in the palace."

After hearing this, Mo Lin finally took some action. He withdrew his hand that was blocking the door and tilted his head to glance at his junior brother who was causing him a lot of trouble.

Just at this moment, the sound of hurried footsteps was heard. Most of the new disciples who were able to practice physical skills had learned footwork, so running would not make such a loud noise.

Even Shao Fei stopped crying and looked in the direction where the footsteps came from.

"Junior sister?" Mo Lin was shocked when he saw the person's face clearly and immediately stepped forward to greet her.

Ni Jinxuan followed Junior Master's instructions and shouted out the words, "Big Brother, something bad has happened! Junior Master has been captured by a monster!"

Mo Lin tightened his grip on the sword stick, and then he thought the word was a bit strange, "Demon? Or monster?"

"It's a black mist." Ni Jinxuan said, "It looks like a ghost."

Mo Lin's brain was like a basin of ice water poured over it. He shuddered and his left hand even subconsciously reached for the end of the sword stick, the real hilt. "Do you know which direction it's going? You go find Second Senior Sister. She will protect you. I'll go save Junior Senior Uncle."

Ni Jinxuan shook her head, her brows furrowed, and she was also worried, but she still waited obediently for such a long time, and ran out of the door when she was about to leave, and it was exactly a quarter of an hour when she called out to her senior brother.

She was inexplicably not so panicked in her heart, because when Junior Master left, his voice was filled with a resolute smile.

It felt like...it wasn't her who was taken away.

Lin Du was a little different from this group of new disciples. Normally, new disciples would follow their master and fellow apprentices closely like chicks, and would look to their elders for advice first when something happened.

But maybe it was because the junior uncle had a higher grade naturally, but sometimes he even overpowered the eldest brother and always made arrangements and gave commands with ease.

Mo Lin was panicked, he was really panicked. Second Junior Sister had told him a little about Junior Uncle's health condition.

Lin Du cannot use a large amount of spiritual power, and she has never used her full strength. Once she acts rashly, her own body will be more terrifying than the enemy.