C23

Many people like the night.

As An Zheng, Du Shoushou and Zhong Jiuge walked along the night street, he had the illusion that he was walking through another world. Tonight, Nanshan Street looked even quieter, as if even the air had died. When they passed Nanshan Street School, they looked inside. The corpses were still hanging on the beams of the houses, and when they looked in from the door, they saw a bunch of legs and feet.

Several children were squatting in front of the door and crying. Then, a six or seven year old child stood up and climbed onto the table with difficulty. He tried to remove a corpse from the beam of the room, but he was obviously unable to do so. An Zheng's footsteps stopped outside the academy. After hesitating for a moment, he did not do anything in the end.

"Crime always appears at night and ends at night."

Zhong Jiuge sighed: "To be ended by another sin."

"All of you can go back. The corpses will be dealt with. If anyone sees you here, your door will be harmed."

An Zheng said to the children, then began walking forward. Those children all turned to look at An Zheng blankly. Someone shouted from behind: "An Zheng, this is our academy, our teacher!"

An Zheng shook his head: "This has never been our academy, nor is it our teacher."

The children couldn't understand what An Zheng meant by that, but they felt that he was a little cold-blooded and heartless. But in the end, they could only give up and leave the academy. What they did not know was that An Zheng did not allow them to touch the corpses, it was to protect them. Even if Chen Pu was already dead, the new power in the Nanshan Street would rise quickly, so the nostalgia of these children could very likely become their cause of disaster.

"Where to now?"

Du Shoushou asked.

"Find a place to sleep."

An Zheng said softly before he quickened his pace.

It was getting late.

An Zheng and the other two did not return home because that broken yard was no longer safe. They left the Nanshan Street, stopped in a forest, found a big tree to rest on, and climbed up to lie on top of it. However, none of them were sleepy.

"An Zheng, can we change our lives?"

Du Shoushou asked.

An Zheng's gaze passed through the leaves and stopped at the stars in the night sky, slowly nodding. "There is no one that can't change their own fate, and that depends on the direction they change in. In fact, every single person's fate was changing every day, but no one was aware of it. In reality, fate was not determined by nature, but rather, the path one walked. The path that we walk on every day is the path of fate. In the end, where we arrive at is actually entirely dependent on our own two feet. "

Zhong Jiuge felt that An Zheng must be someone with a story, but he did not dare to ask.

An Zheng let Du Shoushou and Zhong Jiuge sleep while he stayed up the night by himself. Du Shoushou and Zhong Jiuge were both people with large hearts, and adding the exhaustion, they quickly fell asleep. After the two had slept soundly, An Zheng quietly descended from the big tree and returned to the Nanshan Street.

The wine flag was still floating, and the tavern's door was closed.

An Zheng's thin and small figure looked a little desolate as he stood outside the tavern's door in the darkness. He raised his hand to knock, but hesitated several times before doing so. He borrowed the sword intent from the wine flag and killed Kou Ba. But another day had not ended when An Zheng once again appeared outside the tavern's door. When he thought about Xiao Qidao's young and tender face, he suddenly felt that he was somewhat selfish.

A cultivator like the Lady Ye who hid his cultivation level s to open a tavern in the Nanshan Street was definitely not for him. Xiao Qidao's physique was extraordinary, but the reason why the Lady Ye did not allow him to cultivate was definitely not for the sake of the Lady Ye herself. An Zheng suddenly realized that Lady Ye was protecting him. Therefore, An Zheng felt that if the matter of Lady Ye being a cultivator were to be exposed, then the consequences might not be something he could predict.

Thus, he turned around and left.

He did not see, and did not feel, that the Lady Ye was actually standing just inside the door. Lady Ye held a sword in his hand, a long sword that looked like a rainbow in autumn. There was killing intent in her eyes, but also hesitation. Twice she raised her sword, twice she put it down. When An Zheng turned around to leave, she suddenly felt tired. Then, thinking that things might not be as she thought, she opened the door.

There was a small cloth bag by the door.

Lady Ye picked up the small cloth bag, walked back into the house and closed the door. He sat down and opened the small cloth bag. Inside was a middle graded spirit stone, which looked pretty good, and a small booklet that he had just finished writing.

"Xiao Qidao's physique is very good. Although I don't know why you stopped him from cultivating, it's very likely that he has a protective heart. But how long can you protect her? A lifetime? I don't dare say that this thing is suitable for Xiao Qidao, but at least it will allow him to have the strength to protect himself. Sometimes, even if the child was ordinary and didn't shine brilliantly, he still wouldn't be able to withstand disaster. There are some things in this book that Xiao Qidao can, if applicable, help you guys to repay me for borrowing that sword strike. "

Lady Ye flipped to the second page of the book, and after a few glances, his face immediately changed. An indescribable fear flashed in her eyes, as if the book contained her natural enemy.

"Why do you have Da Xi's cultivation art for cultivation?"

Lady Ye's voice trembled slightly as she mumbled to herself, as if someone had suddenly lifted the veil that covered her heart, and revealed the deepest part of her heart.

"Why do you know about Xiao Qidao's physique despite being an orphan in Nanshan Street?"

Her hand grabbed onto the hilt of sword once more, and the killing intent in her eyes appeared once more.

"Maybe he meant no harm."

A man's voice came from outside the door. It was very low and very gentle.

Creak. When the door was pushed open, Lady Ye realised that he had forgotten to bolt the door. The person who entered was a young scholar dressed in plain clothes. He appeared to be around thirty years old. His face was somewhat haggard, but he was very handsome. He was a lazy and sloppy handsome man, but the stubble on his chin did not affect his temperament in the slightest. He was young, but he had experienced a lot. When he looked at Lady Ye, there was a trace of guilt in his eyes.

"Sorry to disturb you late at night."

He stood in the doorway and closed it behind him, but did not go on.

"I told you, you're not welcome here."

Lady Ye said coldly: "We have come to Fantasy Eternal Residence City to seek shelter, you follow us, you will become the same as the lingering ghosts."

The scholar replied, "I've been entrusted by an old friend to protect you. I know that you've misunderstood me, but I can't not do what he has entrusted me to do."

"Misunderstanding?"

The Lady Ye suddenly raised the long sword as its sword intent flared: "I saw with my own eyes that you stabbed him in the chest. What kind of misunderstanding is this?"

The scholar's expression darkened. "The reason why he was poisoned into the Inner Palace is because you know that I killed him because I didn't want him to continue bearing the pain. You know all this. You hate me because I ended his life. You weren't an unreasonable woman, but because he died, you became paranoid. You always feel that he and I love you, and that I killed him on purpose. "

"You go!"

Lady Ye's voice was trembling, even the hand holding the sword was trembling.

"I'm not leaving."

The scholar waved his hand and the book on the table flew into his hands. He lowered his head and looked at it, "That young man, something must have happened to his body. He is no longer the young man from before. But no matter what, he meant no harm to you. The cultivation art on this booklet was indeed suitable for Xiao Qidao. I know that the only thing you can rely on right now is Xiao Qidao. You wanted to protect him, so he was not allowed to cultivate. "

"But that's not right. If something happens to you and Xiao Qidao doesn't know how to cultivate, what should we do?"

Lady Ye sneered, "Didn't you solemnly swear that you would protect us?"

The scholar nodded his head: "I will die in front of you, so if you die, there will be no one by Xiao Qidao's side."

Lady Ye's face changed, the long sword in his hands could not hold and dropped to the ground with a clang.

The scholar continued, "That youth called An Zheng might have been reincarnated by someone. This reincarnated person was once very strong, or else he wouldn't have so easily written out high order and cultivation art. You should help An Zheng, because his future is limitless. Find a friend for Xiao Qidao, a long-lasting backer. Other than you and me, there is someone else that we can trust and rely on. "

Lady Ye asked, "Why didn't you personally go and help him?"

The scholar laughed bitterly: "My name is Mu Changyan, I am a city lord of the Fantasy Eternal Residence City, and sooner or later, he will find out. But you're different. You're Xiao Qidao's mother, and since you've personally helped An Zheng, An Zheng will do his best to protect him in the future. You and I both know how powerful our opponents are. One day, we might all die.

You came to the Illusionary City to seek refuge, so I came too. I don't trust the people here, so I'll kill everyone who can threaten you and become the City Lord of Fantasy. I've reestablished the rules here, making everyone afraid of me. "All of this is just to make you safer.

Lady Ye's hands trembled more and more violently, and she was no longer able to speak.

Mu Changyan said: "He and I are brothers, we both love you. But you chose him. I was jealous and angry, but he was still my brother and you were still the woman I loved. No matter how you look at me, or how you do things for you and your mother, I will do it willingly. "

He stayed silent for a while, then said: "If you think what I said was reasonable, then go find An Zheng and help him with the marrow cleansing, and then let him and Xiao Qidao go to the Phantom Institute together. The Phantom Institute was opened for Xiao Qidao by me in the first place. With An Zheng constantly protecting him at all times, coupled with me, inside Phantom Institute, Xiao Qidao can safely grow up. "

Mu Changyan turned around, and said just as he was about to leave: "You and I are people with no future, but Xiao Qidao has a future. The protection you have now is actually only for your own selfish intent, not for his sake, but for your own. "

Lady Ye's body swayed a few times, then powerlessly sat down on the chair.

"I can still withstand the poison in my body for a few more years."

Mu Changyan's tone softened, "In these next few years, I will spare no effort to teach Xiao Qidao and teach him the abilities of his father."

With that, he pushed open the door and left. His back looked so lonely. Lady Ye stood up with tears streaming down her face. She wanted to grab onto something, but that hand only grabbed onto air in the end.

On that day, he was poisoned too deeply. She wanted to help him extract the poison, but Mu Changyan didn't allow her, because the poison couldn't be cured. In the end, it was Mu Changyan who pulled the poison out, but she was still unable to save him. But Mu Changyan was also poisoned ? No one knew when the poison would break out. Lady Ye cried. The heavens were too unfair to her ? Two men who had been important in her life, one dead, one dying.

She turned around and glanced at Xiao Qidao, who was fast asleep on the bed.