Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Mountain Road

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Wenbo drove the car, and I sat in the passenger seat without saying a word.

"Uncle Shun is dead, what will you do in the future?" Wenbo broke the frozen atmosphere at the moment.

Holding the ancient book in my hand, I replied, "Go home and practice by yourself, what else can I do?" ”

"Are you still cultivating?" Wenbo asked again.

"Repair, why don't you repair? If you don't repair, I'm sorry Wang Shun, I'm sorry Naiqing! A look of determination flashed in my eyes, and my hand holding the ancient book worked harder.

"Who is Naiqing?"

"You'll see you later!"

"Zhou You, can I worship you as a teacher?" Wen Bo drove the car and asked cautiously.

"Are you sure? Why? ”

"People usually have a lot of things that they can't see clearly, and I choose to use math to see clearly." Wenbo said, I looked at his expression firmly, and my heart was a little complicated.

Although I hope this thing can be done more than Wenbo, Wang Shun just accepted me as an apprentice, and I don't learn much, how can I teach him?

In the end, I agreed to the matter. With only one apprenticeship left, Wenbo really became the thirty-fifth generation inheritance disciple of my Daomen Xuanyin Sect.

Thinking about it in the past six months, what saddened me the most was the death of Master Wang Shun, but the most devastating thing was Xiuhua, I don't know what she was going to do or what she was going to do, the only thing I could do now was to run away, run away and not be found.

I decided not to go back to my home in the city, but to my grandfather's house in the countryside, Kitamura. One is to facilitate my practice, and the other is to make it impossible for those people to find me at all.

This makes me angry, angry that I am useless, but it also makes me helpless, helpless for my own incompetence.

As Xiuhua said, only by practicing well can you avenge Master Wang Shun, and only by practicing well can you save Naiqing.

Thinking of Naiqing, I have mixed feelings, maybe even Nai Qing will dislike me uselessly, right?

The bronze ring inside the dress exuded warmth at this time, which felt like Naqing's tenderness, and I barely showed a wry smile, I knew that Nai Qing was comforting me.

When the car was bumpy and it was dark, we arrived at the township near Beishan.

After getting out of the car, Wenbo was anxious to give me a bow, I said what was in a hurry, eat first, and then go back.

The township is more than ten kilometers away from the mountain village, the mountain road is difficult to walk, often have to take a detour to climb the mountain, can not drive, only walk, to say the least, it takes two or three hours to get to the grandfather's house.

We casually ate something in the town and hurried back to the mountain village on moonlit night.

The vast mountains and wilderness are uninhabited.

The two of us walked on the mountain road, like wandering lonely ghosts, carrying flashlights could barely illuminate the road under our feet.

There was no movement in the mountains and forests except for the sound of the wind, and the silence was terrifying, and occasionally a whirling wind blew by, blowing and swaying the branches.

I told Wenbo to just go his own way, ignore it, and don't pay attention to it.

People have Yangguan Road, and ghosts have Huangquan Road.

There are many lonely souls and wild ghosts in the mountains and forests, they are all people who die here in vain, as long as they don't turn into ghosts, they have no ability to harm people, and generally as long as you don't provoke them, they can't make it difficult for you.

Wenbo walked behind me suspiciously, and I completely relaxed, holding my hands behind my head to lead the way leisurely.

Actually, I am not very familiar with this road, I walked with my parents a few times when I was a child, and I didn't come much when I grew up. Although I followed my parents to see my grandfather, after all, I was only a teenager, but that being said, how many times did I really count?

"How far is it to travel?"

"It's coming!"

I turned off my flashlight and looked for light in the distance in the darkness - further on, at the foot of the hill was Kitamura!

But as the saying goes, Wangshan runs a dead horse, and has the first experience, and this time it can't run again.

I told Wenbo to rest for a while before continuing on his way.

The view here is excellent, if it is not shrouded in darkness, I must be able to see the mountains and rivers, just enough to overlook the entire North Village, if there is any movement, I can also react immediately.

"You see, I don't have anything to do now..."Wenbo cautiously hinted to me.

"What for?" I knew what he was going to do, and I wanted to shirk it for a while, but I couldn't resist him at all, so he stuffed the flashlight into me, and then knelt down with a "plop".

After kneeling three times and knocking nine times, Wenbo respectfully called me Master, and I responded a little awkwardly.

After resting, we set out on the descent again.

Wenbo followed me excitedly all the way, and I walked forward in silence, all in my mind were Wang Shun's last words, the scene of my apprenticeship.

To be honest, I was really uncomfortable with myself and became a master inexplicably, I suddenly understood a little bit about my own master Wang Shun, why did he give me "Xuanyin Technique" first, but he didn't really accept me as a disciple of the inheritance until he died, maybe... He didn't fit in, or wasn't ready to be a master at all.

He's so careless, but he's only serious in front of me, so I think he has actually made a lot of psychological preparations, right?

We walked all the way, and I explained to him the "Little Liuren" that Wang Shun had not finished teaching that day, taking advantage of the gap between walks, even if it was the first lesson I taught to my apprentice as a master.

"I will, I understand!" Wenbo was even happier, and shouted twice wantonly on this silent mountain road.

I looked a little complicated, but I didn't say anything. The night obscured Wenbo's vision, and he couldn't see the wry smile on the corner of my mouth.

After another half hour or so, we finally arrived in the village, and I took him to my grandfather's house, only to find that something was wrong...