Chapter 153 Follow Your Heart
"Don't I still have a life? I will go back again. This time I will definitely not care about other people's affairs. I will go straight to Huiying Inn." Jiaoran said.
He corrected her, "It's not that I still have one life left, it's that you only have one left. If you die again this time, you won't be able to leave Wonderland before the succession ceremony."
"Hey, that's not what you said before. Didn't you say you would give me two more lives?"
"Yes, you were already dead in the mortal world, without even a life, so I gave you two lives in total."
"No, there should be three in total."
He looked at her and asked, "Are you sure you can afford to delay any further?"
Jiaoran snorted, but there was nothing he could do.
After the heavy rain, a foul odor filled the streets of Mianyuan.
Jiaoran knew that once the sandstorm started in the afternoon and the roads became passable, the town's streets would become bustling.
Because the summer in Mianyuan is the hottest, it can kill people, and it only feels a little cool after the rain.
She no longer knew how many years had passed since the previous battle.
She saw all kinds of stalls lined up on the street, which was completely different from her past memories. At that time, there were sometimes rotting corpses of stray dogs and cats on the streets, and sometimes human body parts.
She couldn't use her magic power, and using light skills for a long time would consume too much energy, so she rode a horse to Mianyuan.
He dismounted and led the horse towards the inn.
She was riding very fast along the way, but when she arrived at the town of Mianyuan, she walked even slower.
A little scared.
Judging from Chai Xiao's appearance, she has lost her childishness and is at least in her twenties, which means that many years have passed.
If - if Mu Jin married someone else, how would she deal with it?
Mu Jin won’t.
But what if he thought she was dead?
If he keeps looking for her and can't find her, then he——
Jiaoran had all kinds of complicated thoughts in his mind and he couldn't calm down. He even had a thought that if he saw that he had gotten married to someone else, he would run away to avoid feeling uncomfortable.
Just as she was daydreaming, a little girl suddenly bumped into her.
He is in his teens, with a pair of lively big eyes. There is a bit of heroism on his innocent face. The corners of his eyes are slightly raised, and he has the confidence to look down on those around him.
Wearing a tight outfit, he rushed through the streets.
Seeing that she had bumped into someone, the girl ran away without even looking up.
Although Jiaoran was born here and knew most of the people here, she really didn't know where this girl came from.
She stretched her head to look and saw a familiar dagger tied around the little girl's waist.
The beautiful girl bumped into someone and ran away without saying a word, which naturally caused passers-by to talk about it.
Several women came over from their stalls and said to Jiaoran, "Don't be offended, young lady. This girl has been scolded many times by her father. She just looks up to everyone and is very arrogant. People in our town only came later and don't know who her mother is, but we guess she is a great beauty. You can tell by the girl's appearance."
Another lady said, "It's not necessarily because she takes after her mother. Look at how good-looking her father is. Maybe she takes after him."
Jiaoran listened to their gossip absentmindedly, "Oh, it's okay, it's okay."
"Where are you going, my lady?"
As she led the horse forward, she wondered whether Mu Jin was still waiting for her. Of course, she knew the direction of Huiying Inn and didn't need anyone to tell her.
The woman said, "You seem to be a distant visitor, leading a horse. We have never seen you before, and you look very unfamiliar. Are you planning to stay overnight at this hotel?"
Jiaoran said, "Yes, I want to go to Huiying Inn."
Then, the group of ladies told her with a smile that the girl who was in a hurry just now was the daughter of the owner of Huiying Inn.
Jiaoran's ears suddenly rang, and after a long while he asked blankly, "What's the name of the owner of Huiying Inn?"
"His last name is Zhou, but I don't know his full name. Everyone calls him Shopkeeper Zhou."
Seeing this tall, thin, fair girl suddenly lose her balance, the two women quickly stopped her and asked, "What's wrong with you, young lady?"
Jiaoran took a while to stand firm, and decided to go and see the shopkeeper. What if it wasn't Mu Jin?
But what if it was him?
He is married to someone else and has a child...
"My lady, if you want to stay at a hotel, you should go early. I heard they said there's a martial arts tournament in two months, in a small town near Mianyuan. There will definitely be many gangsters here. There have been quite a few people here in recent days. If you go too late, there won't be any rooms."
An older woman nearby said, "This young lady may be young, but she's tall and strong. She dared to come here on horseback alone. She might be quite skilled in martial arts!"
After saying this, the others also treated Jiaoran with respect.
The martial arts conference is about to begin, and this girl comes here at this time. It is hard to say whether she is a master who comes to participate in the martial arts conference.
The street was bustling with activity, but suddenly, a man took the opportunity to start a fight with the other party with his men. Two people died on the spot, and one escaped.
Several old men and women were frightened and screamed, and ran away in a hurry.
The streets soon turned into a melee, and the small and narrow streets were filled with the sound of clashing weapons.
Jiaoran was still drowsy, with a thousand thoughts in his mind. After a while, a man next to him was pierced through the scapula by a bow and arrow.
She didn't want to get involved in all this bloody and gory stuff, so she let the horse run away and walked towards Huiying Inn.
The streets were filled with cries of pain, and she couldn't help but frown.
She took a deep breath and quickened her pace. It would only take another half an hour to reach the inn.
Was Mu Jin there? What if she saw another woman beside him? What would she do? Kill them? But Mu Jin could wait for her or not. Why should she force him to wait forever for her return?
Besides, he had no idea whether she would come back to this place.
If it were her, maybe she wouldn't wait for him. Life is long, and it would be a waste to spend it waiting for someone.
Everyone wants someone to wait for them, but when it’s their turn to wait, they feel it’s not worth it.
A tent was set up on the long street near Huiying Inn to block out the scorching sun.
People on the road can rest here to cool off, and waiters will come out from the inn from time to time to add water for the people in the tea stall.
She walked quickly, and the fragrance of tea blew against her long hair. Even in the hot summer, she felt a little cool.
Just as she was about to enter the inn, six or seven people suddenly walked in from behind her.
Two of the men raised their heads and started swearing at several guests at a table.
The curse was vulgar and ugly.
They cursed their ancestors, and when the innkeepers saw that both sides were armed, they quickly ate a few bites and returned to their rooms.
Neither side would give in, and bowls, chopsticks, and cups were thrown all over the floor. It looked like a fight was about to break out.
At this moment, a sound like the sound of a cold spring hitting jade was heard, which was very pleasant to the ear and completely different from the noisy quarrel.
"Huiying Inn doesn't welcome troublemakers. Guests here who want to fight can do so outside. If you break anything, you will be required to pay ten times the purchase price in compensation."
But after he finished speaking, the anger of those people grew even stronger. One of them pointed at him and cursed, "Fuck your grandmother, you have such a big face, do you know who I am?"
Jiaoran's brows were furrowed, and those people were still cursing loudly.
Jiaoran ignored what they were saying and just raised his head slightly and looked at Mu Jin.
Just as she raised her head, Mu Jin also stood there in a daze, looking at her.
The shouting and cursing continued. Jiaoran suddenly stepped on a table and flew diagonally to the second floor. He stretched out his hand, grabbed the carved railing and climbed up.
The sounds around me gradually faded away.
There was only each other in their eyes, and they could see nothing else.
As soon as Jiaoran saw his eyes, she knew that he was still waiting for her and they had not forgotten the promise they had made in the past.
She said that if he waited for her, she would come back to him no matter how far away she was, and he also said that he would wait for her.
If you think about it carefully, they haven't actually said many sweet words to each other, but time has gone on for so long that it has become a habit for them to regard each other as their closest people.
There were no promises or vows of eternal love; they just followed their hearts. There were suspicions and silences, lies and arguments, but also tenderness and happiness.
She didn't know how to start, so she simply stopped talking and just looked at him, as if she had done something wrong and was waiting for him to judge her.
But the separation under the sacred tree was the separation between life and death, and they were powerless to stop it.
He looked at her, as if hoping she would say something, but she was silent, and his tongue seemed unable to produce any words.
He sighed. No matter where she went, he didn't want to blame her. He had waited for all these years to finally get her back.
Jiaoran went forward and hugged him, and as if something suddenly came to her mind, she said, "I will never leave you again."
He only heard these words, and his body swayed. The bitterness of waiting was like sweet tea, and he drank it voluntarily.
"Okay." In fact, he no longer cared whether she said it or not. He originally thought that he would never see her again until his death.
He didn't blame her, but she wanted to blame him, "Who is that little girl? They said she was your daughter."
He smiled and said, "You're checking my family background right after I got back?"
A little girl from downstairs looked up.
After looking at Jiaoran for a few times, he seemed to recognize her and snorted, seeming to be very impatient.
Mu Jin said to today's guests, "My wife has returned home from a long journey today, so please don't drink any more."
The people below were shooting caltrops, but when they heard the shopkeeper's words, they were stunned for a moment, not knowing whether to shoot the hidden weapons or not.
Jiaoran leaned on the railing and looked downstairs. "If you want to eat, drink and stay, just stay. If you want to cause trouble, the door is over there and I won't see you off."
Jiaoran's body swayed, he turned downwards, and sat down on a chair.
When she sat down, several people surrounded the chair she was sitting on.
Jiao Ran ignored them completely. She just looked up and said to Mu Jin, "I'm hungry. I haven't eaten yet. I was anxious to come back to see you."
Seeing that she didn't take the two gangs seriously, both sides were furious.
Someone said, "Do it!"
I saw two men each drawing a big knife.
He moved extremely quickly. With the big knife in his hand, he flashed and rushed in front of Jiaoran.
Jiaoran had already flown up, and the two men chopped at him. In an instant, wood chips flew everywhere, splitting the chair into pieces.
But she managed to escape from such an attack with two broadswords, four long swords, two short swords and an axe.
Any ordinary person would have been chopped down by them in less than a cup of tea, but she was completely unharmed.
She reached out and grabbed the chopstick holder on another table and threw it out with force. With a "whoosh" sound, several people had a chopstick stuck in front of them or next to their ears.
Jiaoran didn't want to kill anyone here and offend Mu Jin.
Seeing that they were no longer moving forward, Jiaoran let his true energy sink and fell down.
As soon as she landed, someone rushed in front of her at great speed. Jiao Ran sighed, "Killing the chicken to scare the monkeys. If you insist on being that chicken, don't blame me!"
She turned over and pulled away the rod that held up the window.
The thin rod flashed, and there was a "swish" sound. The rod was swung horizontally and passed across the man's face, leaving a bloody mark, but no blood dripped onto the ground.
Seeing Jiaoran's extraordinary skills, the man stepped back and never dared to act rashly again.
The long pole in Jiaoran's hand flew, and a light flashed. In a blink of an eye, the skin on one side of the faces of these troublemakers was broken. The strange thing was that they were all in the same place, and the wounds were the same depth, which showed that her swordsmanship had reached the pinnacle.
Jiaoran suddenly put away his sword, leaned back, and sat on the table. "Don't let me see you in Mianyuan again."
Everyone shuddered, gathered their weapons and fled immediately.
Jiao Ran leaned back, kicked the table and chair, and flew to Mu Jin's side. He winked at him and said, "How is it? Doesn't it make you worry less with me here?"
Mu Jin half laughed, half angrily, "You started a fight as soon as you came back. If my mother knew, she would definitely scold you."
"Zhen'er, ask the kitchen to boil some hot water. We're going to host a welcome party for you, Auntie, today."
Jiaoran was immediately surprised and said, "She is Zhen'er? She's grown so big already!"
Mu Jin brushed away the stray hair from the corner of her mouth, stared at her lips in a trance, and repeated her words, "Yes, it's this big now."
"How did you find her?"
Zhen'er looked at her back with dissatisfaction. Seeing that she was taken back to the room by Mu Jin hand in hand, she kicked the waiter angrily.
The clerk said in pain, "Miss Zhen'er, what's wrong with you? Shouldn't you be happy that your wife is back? The shopkeeper has been looking forward to it day and night. Everyone can see that he is so happy today that he doesn't seem like himself."
She raised her hand and was about to touch the boy's face.
Mu Jin had already opened the door. Fortunately, he was the only one who came out. Zhen'er didn't want to see that woman.
In her eyes, it was all Jiaoran's fault. If it weren't for her, A'niang wouldn't have died, and those tragedies wouldn't have happened. It was all her fault, this disaster star. Why didn't she die outside?
It was because of her that my father abandoned my mother, causing her so much pain.
Mu Jin looked at her intently and said, "Your sixth aunt sent a letter in Qingzhou. She will send someone to take you to her place in a while. I have already replied to her letter."
All I could hear was Zhen'er letting out a heart-wrenching cry, covering her face with her hands. "I won't leave! You want me to leave because she's back, right? If my mother is still alive, she won't forgive you, ever."
After she finished speaking, she rushed over like a madman, yelling, but was stopped by Mu Jin, "Even if she doesn't come back, you can't always live with me. Your Sixth Aunt misses you very much."
Zhen'er said sternly, "She really pushed me too far. She pushed my mother to death. Now she's pushing me again? She's the most vicious woman in the world. I hope she suffers the same loss of her love as my mother did!"
Mu Jin said, "How many times do you want me to tell you that Madam Cheng's death has nothing to do with Jiaoran? As for me, we are not related by blood. You are not my daughter, but Chai Lie's child."
"I don't believe it, I don't believe it. You changed your mind because of her, so you don't want me and my mother anymore, right?"
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