Chapter 633 Reunion (First Update)
Mr. Meng looked at the dark-skinned little boy, who looked to be no more than five years old. His eyes were big and bright, as if they were filled with all the simplicity and beauty in the world.
Mr. Meng was not a person with excessive sympathy, nor was he a cold-blooded person who would ignore a helpless child.
In general, given his personality, reporting this to the authorities would be the most appropriate course of action in such a situation.
Mr. Meng thought for a moment and asked him, "Did you come out alone? Where are your family members?"
Little Black Boy's eyes darted around. He couldn't say anything about his bad brother-in-law, otherwise what if the old man sent him back to his bad brother-in-law?
The little black boy hugged his small bundle tightly and said earnestly, "I...I'm going to find my family!"
"Where are your family members?" Mr. Meng asked.
“At Sky Dome Academy!” Little Black Boy said.
He knew that Jiaojiao had gone to her bad brother-in-law's academy. Her bad brother-in-law thought he didn't know the name of the academy. Humph, he was the one who put the documents away, how could he not know!
It's quite a coincidence that Mr. Meng just visited the vicinity of Tianqiong Academy today and played a game of chess with the academy's teacher.
Old Master Meng couldn't help but chuckle and asked the little fellow, "Tianqiong Academy is in the outer city. Since your family is in the outer city, how did you get into the inner city?"
The little black boy's eyes darted around again: "That kid brought me here!"
That kid is a bad brother-in-law!
It turns out he was a kidnapped child. No wonder he was running around on the street so late at night. He probably just escaped from the kidnappers.
Mr. Meng said to the little black boy, "Get in the car first."
The little black boy ran over with his small bundle in his arms, threw the bundle up first, and then huffed and puffed his way up with his short legs.
Mr. Meng was amused by his adorable little face: "What's your name?"
Little Black Boy dusted himself off, picked up a small bundle from the outer side of the carriage, climbed into the carriage, and said to Old Man Meng, "My name is Jingkong!"
Mr. Meng said, "Jingkong, what a unique name."
Why does it sound like a Buddhist name?
Little Jingkong climbed onto the bench next to Mr. Meng and sat down, behaving very well.
Seeing how unguarded he was, Mr. Meng couldn't help but tease him, "Aren't you afraid I'm just a kid too?"
Xiao Jingkong shook his head vigorously, as if it were a rattle drum, and said with utmost seriousness, "With your kind face, ethereal demeanor, and righteous spirit, how could you be a human child?"
The ultimate form of flattery is to flatter what you lack!
To be honest, Mr. Meng was neither ethereal nor kind-looking; he looked like an ordinary old man.
But the old man's carriage looked very expensive; the young man couldn't afford such an expensive carriage!
Mr. Meng amused Xiao Jingkong once again. It's not that men become more self-aware when they reach the age of fifty, but some men are still the same even when they are a hundred years old—that is, they are so ordinary, yet so confident.
"This little guy has good taste."
He has the air of an immortal, and is full of righteousness!
The coachman couldn't bear to look. "You're a heartless scoundrel! How could you praise my master like that? And you, master, don't you know what you look like?"
Mr. Meng asked, "You said your family member is at Tianqiong Academy. Is he a student there or—"
Xiao Jingkong said, "Student!"
Mr. Meng asked in confusion, "There's... a student named Jiao Jiao?"
Isn't that a girl's name? Sky Dome Academy is all male students!
"Ahem." Xiao Jingkong regretted letting something slip in his excitement and quickly tried to cover it up, "Her name is Liulang, and Jiaojiao is her nickname!"
Mr. Meng's lips twitched.
Why would a grown man have such a strange nickname?
After much deliberation, Mr. Meng finally decided to send the little guy to the yamen (government office) so that the yamen could handle the matter. However, since Tianqiong Academy was located in the outer city, the inner city yamen generally did not handle disputes in the outer city.
Mr. Meng lifted the curtain and instructed the driver, who had already sat back down in the outer seat, "Go to the outer city, to Sanhua Street."
Tianqiong Academy is located on Sanhua Street.
The coachman whispered, "Sir, at this hour... the inner city gates must be closed, right?"
Mr. Meng said, "It's alright. Just tell them that we need to use the Grand Preceptor's passage."
The Imperial Preceptor's Hall wields extraordinary power, possessing a dedicated passage at each of the major city gates. As a distinguished guest of the Imperial Preceptor's Hall, Elder Meng would naturally have access to this passage should he have any urgent matters.
The coachman drove the carriage to the South Inner City Gate, showed Master Meng's token, and used the passage of the Imperial Preceptor's Hall to leave the city smoothly.
The carriage sped off towards Sanhua Street.
Children need a lot of sleep. As soon as Xiao Jingkong got into the carriage, he started pecking at rice like a chick. After pecking for a while, his little head tilted to the side and he fell asleep on Mr. Meng's arm.
Mr. Meng gently knocked on the door and said to the driver, "Slow down, he's asleep."
"Yes," the driver replied. After traveling a while longer, the driver said to Mr. Meng, "Sir, we're almost at Sanhua Street. Where on Sanhua Street are we going?"
"The government office on Sanhua Street," said Mr. Meng.
This child was abducted by a kidnapper. His family must be very worried and have probably already reported it to the authorities. Sending him to the authorities now is the right thing to do.
Besides, this child is quite clever and mischievous; I always felt he wasn't telling the whole truth.
Let's leave it to the authorities to handle.
Mr. Meng's idea was good, but things didn't go as planned. A group of robbers appeared in Shengdu, a city known for its strict security. Mr. Meng, whose carriage was luxurious and who did not have any guards with him, undoubtedly became the robbers' prime target.
There were ten robbers in total, all masked and carrying large knives; it was clear they were up to no good.
Seeing that things were not going well, Mr. Meng hurriedly said to the driver, "Turn around! Go back!"
The robbers who had been lying in ambush suddenly sprang out; there were five of them, blocking their escape route.
"Stop the car or we'll fire!"
The leader of the robbers made a threat.
Old Mr. Meng peeked back through the gap in the curtain. These were no ordinary robbers; they were a gang of desperate criminals. If he fell into their hands, he would not only be robbed of his money, but they would also kill him.
Mr. Meng made a decisive decision: "Don't stop, charge forward!"
Only one of the ten men had a bow and arrow. Now that they had turned around, the arrows were coming from behind. The back panel of the carriage should be able to withstand the arrows for a while.
His horses are all top-quality horses; once he gets past them, he can leave them in the dust.
The driver gritted his teeth: "Giddy up!"
The carriage sped off.
"Boss! They've escaped!" one of the robbers said.
"Heh." The leader of the robbers grabbed a bow and arrow from his henchman and fired it in the direction of the carriage!
He didn't shoot at the car floorboards, but at the car wheels.
Two loud cracking sounds were heard, the right wheel broke, and the carriage overturned without warning.
Mr. Meng quickly protected the child in his arms.
The carriage overturned, and all three of them fell out of the carriage.
Old Mr. Meng said to the driver, "Hurry up and go report to the authorities!"
"master!"
"Walk!"
"yes!"
The coachman led a horse into the woods to the side.
The leader of the robbers sent one of them to chase after him, while the others rode forward and surrounded Mr. Meng.
Old Mr. Meng fell quite awkwardly, but his eyes showed no fear. He coldly looked at the crowd and said, "You just want money, right? I'll give it to you."
"That's straightforward." The leader of the robbers slung his broadsword over his shoulder and looked at him with a nonchalant air. "I don't want to kill anyone today. You're lucky. Hand over the silver."
Mr. Meng took off his money bag and tossed it to him.
The leader of the robbers opened it, glanced at it, and immediately said with disdain, "Only this much!"
"Boss," the henchman beside him pointed to Xiao Jingkong in Old Man Meng's arms, "there's a child."
The leader of the robbers hurriedly looked at Xiao Jingkong.
Mr. Meng used his sleeve to cover the small vacant space.
The henchman said, "It's a boy. Remember that guy? Didn't he always want a son? Let's sell this kid to him!"
The leader of the robbers frowned and said, "It's so dark, will it even sell?"
The robber chuckled and said, "It'll be white after a wash!"
"Fine, something is better than nothing." The leader of the robbers pointed his long knife at Mr. Meng and said, "Bring him over here."
Old Master Meng protected Xiao Jingkong and said, "If you want money, I have some at home. Come with me to get it!"
The lead robber sneered, "Do I look like someone who's so easily fooled? Go with you to get it? Are you waiting to be discovered by the authorities? You..." He pointed to his henchman beside him, "Bring that child here!"
"yes!"
The robber dismounted and snatched Xiao Jingkong from Mr. Meng's arms.
Mr. Meng blocked him with his hand.
The leader of the robbers said, "Don't tear your arm, or you won't be able to sell them!"
"Yes, boss!" The robber drew his long knife and slashed down hard at Mr. Meng's hand!
Since we can't take advantage of the younger ones, let's take down the older ones!
Anyway, you can't sell old things for money!
Just as the long sword fell, a chilling eagle's cry suddenly came from the sky. Before anyone could react to where the cry came from, a black shadow swooped down from the night sky like a black lightning bolt and hurtled towards the person holding the sword.
The next second, the hilt of his knife fell to the ground, and he clutched his eyes, collapsing to the ground: "My eyes—"
The gyrfalcon pecked out one of his eyes.
Upon seeing this, the leader of the robbers' eyes narrowed, and he drew his bow and arrow, aiming at the gyrfalcon.
Just then, Xiao Jingkong woke up and saw someone about to shoot Xiao Jiu.
He jumped up: "Don't you dare shoot Xiao Jiu! Or I'll make you regret it!"
Who would listen to a child?
The leader of the robbers drew his bow to its full extent.
Xiao Jingkong took out the Black Fire Pearl he had stolen from his wicked brother-in-law and threw it out with a whoosh!
With a loud bang, a strong smell of sulfur filled the air.
"Huh?" Xiao Jingkong looked at the unharmed bandit leader.
"You threw...threw it backwards." Mr. Meng, who was blasted into a charred mess, exhaled a puff of black smoke expressionlessly.
"Oops, my mistake!" Little Jingkong scratched his head and took out another black fire pearl.
Then he blew up Xiao Jiu.
Little Nine Bird Feathers Covered: "Chirp!"
Xiao Jingkong then pulled out a third black fire bead, and then he blew himself up.
Little Jingkong, spewing black smoke: "..."
Hahahaha!
The robbers had never seen such a stupid kid before, and they all laughed so hard they were doubled over.
With a thud, one of the robbers fell off his horse and onto the ground.
Thump!
Another robber fell down laughing.
Knock knock knock!
Finally, the robbers realized something was wrong.
One of the robbers quickly covered his nose with his arm: "Oh no! There's sleeping powder!"
The black fire bead that Gu Jiao made for Xiao Heng wasn't very powerful and wouldn't kill anyone, but it was mixed with a sleeping drug that could quickly render the target incapacitated.
This drug is an indiscriminate attack and is also effective against one's own side.
Xiao Heng has the antidote.
Unfortunately, Xiao Jingkong didn't know that he only stole the Black Fire Pearl.
All the robbers were taken down without exception, and Mr. Meng also fell down.
This drug only works on people, so Xiao Jiu didn't fall.
Xiao Jingkong... Xiao Jingkong didn't collapse either.
Little Jingkong scratched his head: "Why are they all overturned?" He hopped over to Old Man Meng, squatted down and said, "Grandpa, Grandpa!"
Even the robbers couldn't withstand its effects, and Mr. Meng certainly wouldn't respond at all.
Xiao Jingkong sighed, "Never mind, I'll go find Jiaojiao myself."
The old man is a good person; he won't abandon him. Jiaojiao is a skilled doctor, so he will take the old man to find her.
He grabbed Old Master Meng by the collar, as if he were holding a sack, and silently walked forward.
"Xiao Jiu, let's go."
If Gu Jiao were here, she would be very surprised. Xiao Jingkong is much stronger than before, and he drags Old Master Meng without any effort.
Xiao Jingkong didn't know the exact location of Tianqiong Academy, so he could only walk forward aimlessly.
He walked along the quiet streets and through the dark alleys, guided by the light in his heart, he persevered step by step.
He walked for an unknown amount of time, feeling tired, hungry, and sleepy.
He grabbed the old man and yawned, "Jiaojiao, where are you?"
Waaah, he really can't walk anymore.
My calves don't even belong to me anymore.
My little hands are sore too.
I miss Jiaojiao.
Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind.
"clearance?"
(End of this chapter)
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