"Damn it, why is it raining so much..."
The rain was so heavy that the water in the low-lying places overflowed onto the road.
Although this little rain is nothing, cultivators will never be trapped by this little rain. But in my memory, there has not been such a heavy rain for many years. The thunder sounded one after another as if it suddenly burst above the head, and even the roof tiles and window lattices were shaken.
The night was dark, and no one wanted to go out and suffer in such heavy rain, so no one noticed that the color of the overflowing water was different.
Mo Chen glanced out of the window, just for a moment, the strong wind has already brought raindrops to pour into the house without thinking.
Mo Chen closed the window.
He changed places. What Huiliu Mountain lacks most now is an empty house. The sect has undergone changes in the past two days, and Mo Chen is keenly aware that there are many people missing in the sect.
Among them, some of them should have lost their lives or were injured after being involved in right and wrong, and many of them saw that the situation in the sect was not right and fled quietly.
It is not a trivial matter in any sect for a disciple to flee privately. But also score points, time-sharing. Chen Jingzhi's departure from Huiliu Mountain was a major event. There were few people in the sect, and his departure was at such a sensitive juncture, so everyone in the sect felt that it was inappropriate. In the Burial Sword Valley, the sect's punishment is also very severe for sect members fleeing privately. But at a time like this, who cares about whom? The elders are all dead, and the peak masters of each peak have their own losses, so how can they care about their disciples? At first, those who fled privately were just some insignificant small characters, some handymen, outer disciples, and they fled as soon as they escaped. But in the past two days, I heard that some of the direct disciples did not show up again, and it is likely that they saw the opportunity and found another way out.
Mo Chen brightened the oil lamp a bit, took out a quarry that he accidentally got during the day, and looked at it carefully.
The Burial Sword Valley was originally a very famous place for making swords, and then it gradually became a big sect. Since it is necessary to cast a sword, the material is naturally very important. The sand, iron and stone essence produced in Jianjian Valley are very famous, and they can be used to cast swords with twice the result with half the effort.
But the quarry Mo Chen is holding right now was brought from a basket in the warehouse during the day. From the point of view of fineness, it is mediocre. Compared with those produced in other places, it is not much better, but it looks even worse.
Thinking of what Elder Lu said, that the spiritual vein in the Burial Sword Valley is dead, Mo Chen understood a little bit more in his heart.
The spiritual veins have dried up, and this piece of ground stone mine will also be abandoned.
Mo Chen observed secretly these days, the status of the person who took action against Elder Lu must not be low, it should be between the elders and the peak master.
However, before he could find out the clues, Burial Sword Valley became chaotic. In the sect, you kill me and I kill you. It's a mess.
Mo Chen's goals are also gradually shrinking.
There are not many people who know that Elder Lu went back to Liushan, and then planed out the dead and half-dead.
There are only two people he has circled now.
One is Jin Mian. He is an acquaintance of Elder Lu, and even went to Huiliu Mountain with Elder Lu. According to the observations in the past few days, Jin Mian is very scheming, and he is very scheming, and more importantly, he has already captured the daughter of the owner of the valley.
If at this time Gu Zhu suddenly had his own son, his future son-in-law would not be enough. It could also be said that Mo Chen's appearance blocked Jin Mian's way.
There is another person who must know, that is Wu Yunshen, the owner of the valley.
Even if Elder Lu didn't tell others about the details of this incident, he would definitely tell him. After all, he was looking for his son.
This person should be regarded as his father in name, but he doesn't care about Mo Chen's existence, and he doesn't want Elder Lu to find Mo Chen back.
Although it is often said that the poison of a tiger does not eat its sons, Master Wu may not regard him as his son.
What Old Man Sun said in the stone prison, Mo Chen didn't think he was talking casually.
Regardless of whether the child really died back then, at least Wu Yunshen regarded him as dead and was absolutely unwilling to have another son at this time.
The sound of the rain was getting faster and faster, drowning his thoughts.
Amidst all the noise, he suddenly heard a few knocks on the door.
Benedict, Benedict.
Light and calm.
The sound of the rain was so loud, but it was suppressed by these two light knocks on the door.
Mo Chen didn't bother to ask who it was.
He put down the ore and tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword.
The man outside the door had pushed open the unlatched wooden door and stepped in. It was raining heavily outside, but he didn't even get a drop of rain on him.
Mo Chen's lips pursed slightly.
The person who came in was wearing a wide-sleeved dark garment, without a crown on his head, with a handsome appearance, even though he was middle-aged, he was still elegant and handsome.
It is Wu Yunshen, the owner of the Burial Sword Valley.
Mo Chen always heard others say that he and Guzhu Wu looked similar when they were young, but he had never seen him up close. Now that the two are standing face to face in the small room, Mo Chen doesn't feel that the person in front of him looks very similar to himself.
Maybe others see themselves differently from what they see in the mirror
However, their eyes do look somewhat similar.
"Guzhu Wu." It was Mo Chen who spoke first.
He didn't regard this person as his father, but the other person is both an elder and the head of the sect, if he met him in another place, Mo Chen would not lose his manners.
Mo Chen wasn't too surprised that Wu Yunshen came to his door.
He had foreseen the possibility of such a situation before he came.
After all, Wu Yunshen is the owner of Burial Sword Valley, if he is really confused and incompetent, this position would not be his turn. As long as he is a little weaker, those ambitious elders and peak masters will definitely eat him up.
He must have had his way of getting the news.
Wu Yunshen nodded slightly.
"Sit down and talk."
There was only a square table and two chairs in the room, Mo Chen sat on one, and Wu Yunshen sat on the other.
"Did you live well in Huiliu Mountain these years?"
Mo Chen nodded: "Master treats me as his own, and I'm living a good life."
"That's good." Wu Yun said in a low voice, "You shouldn't have come at this time."
"Elder Lu found Huiliu Mountain twice, and was killed at the foot of the mountain. I have to come here." Mo Chen spoke politely to him: "The person who killed him must be someone who is familiar with him. Elder Lu has a calm face. There is no trace of fighting and resistance, and I don't want to implicate Huiliu Mountain because of me."
"Don't worry, this matter will not affect Huiliu Mountain." Wu Yunshen said: "I will solve all future troubles. You can leave when the rain stops at dawn, and don't come to Bury Sword Valley again in the future."
After saying this, there was a silence between the two of them. The heavy rain hit the roof tiles, like the hooves of countless galloping horses.
Mo Chen asked: "Madam Rou Zhu, how did she die?"
Wu Yunshen raised his head and glanced at him.
The young man sitting under the lamp... He is more outstanding than all the disciples in the Burial Sword Valley. He is young and promising, with extraordinary talent, and more importantly, he is calm, upright, and stable.
Master Li of Huiliu Mountain really raised him well.
"Her mother was insane, and so was she. It wasn't the first time she had it shortly after they were married."
As for before getting married, Li Rouzhu's father must have covered up the news of his daughter's illness. (to be continued)