Moqing carried me step by step, and I lay on his shoulder, staring blankly at the bright moonlight all the way.
It wasn't until we reached the Wue Village that the guards, seeing Moqing carrying me, bowed their heads in respect as we passed by. I noticed that the cold sweat on their foreheads dripped to the ground.
They must not have seen the head carrying anyone before, and I knew what they were thinking - seeing this scene today, they might not survive for long...
But Moqing ignored them and carried me into the Wue Village.
As soon as I got off Moqing's back, I saw a dark figure flash through the Wue Village, kneeling on one knee and respectfully saluting Moqing, who asked him in a calm tone, "Is the room ready?"
"Yes, it is ready, Master."
Moqing waved his hand, and the shadow quickly withdrew.
I know that these are the An Luo guards responsible for guarding the gate master in the Weiwu Hall. Compared to the guards outside the gate, they are more powerful, more loyal, and more professional. They guard the gate master, protect the gate master's rights, and are responsible for the intelligence monitoring of the entire Wanlu Gate. Those who betray, do wrong things in private, will be caught and dealt with by them, and then sent to me for punishment.
These are the rules I established when I was there. Just now, the person who came to report felt unfamiliar to me, definitely not from the group of people I raised when I was alive.
It makes sense. There is no one more loyal than the An Luo guards in the entire Wanlu Gate. If I die, those who are unwilling to serve the new master may have all committed suicide. The ones here should already be a team exclusively belonging to Mo Qing.
I put aside these thoughts and asked Mo Qing with a calm face, "Master, do you intend to have me live in the Weiwu Hall in the future? Which sub-hall will I live in?"
"Zhuo Chen."
I couldn't help but smile faintly.
The Weiwu Hall is very large, with the Weiwu Grand Hall in the front and two small side halls beside it. Behind the Weiwu Hall is the gate master's bedroom, Dingfeng Hall, and on each side of Dingfeng Hall, there are two small side halls, one is Zhuo Chen, and the other is Qingbo.
Among them, Qingbo is a study, piled high with thick books, where I usually work, while Zhuo Chen Hall has been empty all along. I occasionally meditate there, which is only a wall away from Dingfeng Hall.
If I remember correctly, the wall connecting Dingfeng Hall and Zhuo Chen Hall should be the one behind the bed. And the structure of Zhuo Chen Hall, if a bed is to be placed, should also be behind that wall.
Doesn't that mean tearing down the wall would be like sharing a bed at night?
And for a Mo Qing-level demon cultivator, having a wall or not doesn't make much difference!
This boy is really shameless!
But I couldn't refuse it, so I agreed and was then taken to Zhuo Chen Hall by the attendants.
Previously, it was just a room for meditation and practice, but now it has suddenly been completely furnished as a women's room.
I didn't go to sleep on that bed, just meditated on the central trestle all night, helping Zhiyan adjust her body. The next day when Zhiyan returned to consciousness, I taught her the method of meditative breathing, so that she could learn how to regulate her meridians and breath on her own.
Then I pierced through the wall to observe Mo Qing's movements.
Last night when I was meditating, I realized, now that Mo Qing has his own An Luo guards, if I want to kill him or ███, and I don't have the Wan Jun sword, and I'm not the son of the Demon King, having borrowed this body that was a cultivator before, I'm absolutely not able to kill him as easily and straightforwardly as he did to me years ago, and then inherit the power alone.
I still need a team...
After I kill Mo Qing, I need a team to take on the increasingly huge operation of Wanlu Gate.
I thought of Jiang Wu. Although subduing him might be a bit difficult, I have to give it a try.
However, to contact Jiang Wu, I must leave Chenji Mountain and reach Jiangcheng. And to go to Jiangcheng, I must get rid of Mo Qing. To get rid of Mo Qing, I must keep track of his movements and buy myself the most time.
I went through the wall, but now that the sun has just risen, Mo Qing has already left the bed and is sitting at the desk in Dingfeng Hall, still looking at the pile of books and letters in front of him, occasionally making some responses. As busy as the emperors of those mortals.
And with such a busy person, he spent so much time with me last night, walking back from the Xiyue Peak to Weiwu Hall. If he didn't waste that time, he could have rested a bit at night.
Does he really like Zhiyan's body that much...
I floated to his desk, leaned on it, scrutinizing him.
The lamp on the table was still on, because of a busy night, a few strands of hair fell down on his forehead, hanging on the paper, but because of this, it made his expression look more serious and solemn.
I saw a different Moqing from that ugly freak.
There were no ink marks on his face, and he did not deliberately cover his face. In this way, the clown freak was actually quite good-looking. No wonder when I saw him for the first time when he came to bury me, he was so stunning.
"Master," came the voice of Anluowei from outside, "A distinguished guest has arrived."
Moqing responded and stood up, walked around the desk, and brushed past me. I followed him, saw him enter the Qingbo Hall. I was thinking of following to see who the "distinguished guest" was that made Moqing delay going to the Fairy Island to get the sword yesterday with the reason of being "busy".
But I never expected, I was actually stopped at the door by a barrier.
I’m a ghost and was stopped by a barrier in the mortal realm? Blocked outside the door, unable to enter.
I felt very surprised.
The barrier between yin and yang is the strongest and most difficult to break in the world. Mortal spells do not affect me, and I cannot touch living people. Living in the same space, but not touching each other. And this barrier blocked me.
From a certain perspective, this barrier crosses life and death.
I became even more curious, is this barrier set up by Moqing? Who is he going to see inside?
My curiosity overflowed, so I stayed put and waited at the door, from day to night, but I didn't see anyone come out, even when Zhiyan, who had been sitting all day, came to the Qingbo Hall to find me, I didn't see anyone.
As soon as Zhiyan arrived, the door of the Qingbo Hall opened.
Two people came out, with Moqing naturally leading the way. When he appeared, Zhiyan, who had been planning to talk to me, suddenly felt a tingling sensation and immediately froze in place.
Moqing glanced at her, with no emotion in his eyes. Behind him was a person wearing a long veil. As soon as I saw that person, I immediately realized, it was him. No wonder I couldn't get in.
Just as I was pondering, Zhiyan, who was beside me, saw the person and seemed to be awakened from her fear of Moqing by another shock. She called out in astonishment, "Uncle?"
I also called out in surprise, "Huh? I don't understand. What did you call him?"
The person with the long veil, upon hearing this, lifted the veil covering his head and glanced at Zhiyan. "Zhiyan?" The beautiful face behind the veil, like a Bodhisattva in a temple, exuded an air of dignity - it was the Master of Qianchen Pavilion, Qin Qianxian.
Zhiyan called him uncle, so she is the daughter of the Qin family?
She had such a powerful backing, so why did she want to join the Wanjun Gate to practice demonic cultivation and then go and kill Liu Wei? Why not just tell Qin Qianxian directly? Although Jianshimen is considered powerful among the ten major immortal sects, Qianchen Pavilion is not weak either. With the two major immortal sects confronting each other, Liu Wei would not be at ease.
Oh, but wait...if that's the case, then Liu Wei is not stupid. Why would he still want to kill Zhiyan's father, knowing Zhiyan's identity? He's the younger brother of Qin Qianxian. Isn't he openly defying Qianchen Pavilion? This matter seems quite suspicious!
I rubbed my chin and looked at Zhiyan.
Qin Qianxian glanced at her for a moment, then put down the veil, and said without much emotion, "So you've come here."
Zhiyan bit her lip and said with restraint, "I told you, I would find a way to help my father get revenge."
"Your father's death is extremely mysterious. Master Liu is not as ruthless as you think..."
"I saw it with my own eyes! If you don't believe me, then don't try to persuade me." Zhiyan finished speaking and turned to leave. This little girl was quite straightforward when she got angry. I immediately followed Zhiyan.
As we left, the setting sun cast its last rays upon Zhiyan and me. I turned to look at Moqing and Qianxian, only to see Qianxian, Mo Li, wearing a veil, facing in my direction, his eyes behind the gauze seeming to be staring at me.
No one else can confidently claim they can't see me, not even Moqing. Only this cultivator, Qianxian, is so mysterious. No one in the martial world knows how powerful he really is, because no one has ever fought him, not even me, who was once so eager for a fight.
I heard he was incredibly handsome, so I had him captured and locked up in the dungeon for a night's viewing. After watching for a whole night, he sat there with his eyes closed, like a Bodhisattva, showing no signs of anger or impatience, and no intention of fighting me.
I only wanted to witness his beauty at the time, so after seeing him, I let him go without any conflict.
And now, Qianxian only glanced in this direction for a moment. After the setting of the sun, he turned and said to Moqing beside him, "Master Li, has my niece behaved oddly in your household?"
"What do you mean by behaving oddly?"
"Has she suddenly become unlike herself?"
At these words, I felt a chill down my spine, hurriedly looked at Moqing, only to see Moqing reply without a change in expression and without hesitation, "Nothing unusual has occurred."
I was startled and thought to myself, so our constant switching of bodies with Zhiyan in front of Moqing is not considered unusual.
It seems that the power of love is truly immense, blinding to the truth!
Furthermore, Moqing did not inquire much about Zhiyan's identity... But thinking about it, during his long stay in Chenji Mountain, if Moqing wanted to investigate her, he would have had her background thoroughly figured out.
In the end, I am the most ignorant of Zhiyan's background!
After exchanging a few more words with Moqing, Qianxian's and Moqing's figures disappeared. Then Moqing's gaze shifted, fixating on Zhiyan walking down the mountain.
I quickly called out to Zhiyan, asking her to stop, and then rushed over to her, bumping into her body. I whispered to her, "I will ask you about it later."
As soon as I finished speaking, Moqing appeared in front of me.
He gazed at me, initially expressionless. Then, I gave him a faint smile and softly addressed him, "Master." Moqing's eyes also softened for a moment. I continued, "I just saw Uncle suddenly and was quite startled. How did he come to Chenji Mountain?"
He didn't evade the question and straightforwardly said to me, "New Mountain's Ginger Wu has been becoming increasingly arrogant in Jiangzhou city, so he has requested our discussion regarding the extermination plan."
I was taken aback, instantly pondering numerous schemes. As I was contemplating how to maximize my own interests in this conflict, Moqing suddenly asked me, "What about you?"
I blinked at him and asked, "What?"
His eyes held a trace of amusement. "What about your feud with Jianxinmen? What's the specific situation?"
My feud with Jianxinmen... How would I know the specifics? I don't care about why Zhiyan wants revenge, I only need to know who she wants to kill, and then help her do it!
I quickly glanced at Zhiyan, who suddenly became a little flustered at being asked, and she began to babble, trying to explain the roots of the matter to me.
After listening for a couple of sentences, I simply smiled and raised my eyebrows at Moqing, then took the initiative to move closer, embracing his arm and shaking it. "Master, look, although the sun has set, the evening glow is still so beautiful. Let's not mention those troublesome matters now. We can discuss them later. For now, let's enjoy the sunset together." I casually sat on the steps and patted the nearby stone steps, inviting Moqing to sit down.
I heard a light laughter, it was Mo Qing who smiled faintly.
If yesterday's sensation of Mo Qing's chest tremor and hearing his smile were just my imagination, then today, under the reflection of the sunset glow, Mo Qing's slightly curved lips and brows, even though they looked so real, I still felt that it was my illusion.
Because......
In contrast to Mo Qing now, I suddenly didn't think Qian Xian was so beautiful.
All the praises of Qian Xian by the world, in the face of this shallow smile, instantly became overshadowed.
And this Mo Qing actually said to me, "okay." He shrugged off his robe made of East Sea fishnet silk, casually sat down beside me, and gazed at the distant sunset. After a while, he turned to look at me, and when our eyes met, for a moment, I felt my heart uncontrollably thumping again, just like yesterday.
I averted my gaze, somewhat flustered, looked into the distance, then at my knees, and turned to glance at the guards behind me.
The guards, like last night, were hanging their heads, with tense faces, and sweating profusely, nearly in tears. Perhaps in their minds, they must have been thinking they had seen the Lord of the Sect so many times, and they were really close to death.