ver heard her say a word about the Mu family. She values the respect the Mu family has given her, so she's been very supportive... and brought a bunch of red envelopes.Commonly known as, a deed to a p...The townspeople are all descendants of the Miao Wang City, but ninety percent of them have already forgotten the secrets of Miao Wang City. Most people don't know where the methods are located, only a small part of them — such as the head of each household.
They know where they come from, and they also know how to go back. They are also careful with their words to keep secrets.
This semi-open, semi-conservative way allowed the people of Miao Wangcheng to continue, but it also created a solitary city.
The once grand Miao Wang City was now lit only by a few scattered lamps and the presence of a young king with only a handful of attendants. It's truly a pitiable sight.
I don't know if this method is good or not, but I still lean towards this pattern in my heart.
“Look, surviving at any time is the most important thing. These people multiply and reproduce; eventually there will be talented successors born.” I pointed to the rows of brightly lit houses along both banks of the river and suggested to Mu Wanchen.
Mu Wanchen pondered for a moment, his brows furrowed slightly. "The Wuzhu clan's situation is more complicated than this... These people not only are skilled in using Gu, but they also possess some spiritual abilities. If they live among ordinary people, the members of the Wuzhu clan could use their abilities to create many 'unfairnesses'."
"The Upper Realm doesn't allow outsiders in the world because they disrupt the natural order."
I rolled my eyes. "Old saying 'heaven's will,' 'heaven's will'…"
The great Way is emotionless, giving birth to heaven and earth.
The Great Dao is emotionless, running the sun and moon.
The great Dao is emotionless, yet it nourishes all things.
"Ruthless" can be understood as "fair".
What the Taoist patriarchs say is the "Great Dao" refers to the environment that exists in this world.
Even ordinary people in the Yin-Yang Circle are subject to punishments like the Five Deficiencies and Three Shortcomings. How much more so for those born with special abilities
They had nowhere suitable to go.
Mu Wanchen saw that I had nothing to say, so he lowered his head and played with the amber beads in his hand. He slightly bowed his head and looked at me, asking, "What's wrong Are you unhappy"
"...I feel you're in a difficult position, no matter what you do is wrong. If only we could relocate the residents of Wu Wangshan City, then you wouldn't have to worry so much about survival issues. Marrying with people from the outside world would mean children wouldn't die or be deformed at birth. After several generations, the bloodline would dilute and most people would just be ordinary. That way, the bloodline could survive little by little. Otherwise, in a few years when all these young people are old, how will they have children By then it will be too late to regret."
I said so much, and my tone wasn't very good. Surprisingly, Mu Wanchen patiently listened to me the whole time.
He nodded and said, "What you said makes sense. But where can everyone find a place to live in this world Miao Wang City has been a thriving community for hundreds of years. It wasn't built overnight, and now that there is peace, the sudden influx of so many people is hard to explain."
There's always a way. The national household registration census can still uncover many black households! As long as you have a clear path, you'll eventually think of a solution...
Mu Wanchen let out a long sigh, raised his bandaged hand to stroke my head: “I'm sorry I caused you so much worry…”
"How could you be so worried Isn't your business my business A married couple shouldn't be so clear-cut about things. You must not really consider me your wife!"
Mu Wanchen's expression froze. This guy hadn't expected me to say that at all, his face full of surprise.
I snickered inside, it's really fun to scare him this way.
Who knew this guy would take this so seriously, suddenly reaching out to grab my arm and pull me into his embrace.
He was so tall, his embrace could engulf me completely. He tightened his arms, imprisoning me in his chest.
" ... I like you very much, Xiao Luo'er. It's not because of the Female Gu. Ever since your name was carved on the cliff face, I've considered you my wife. This is a feeling from the heart, absolutely genuine. Words can't express it fully. You understand, don't you"
"I don't understand." I stuck out my tongue.
But the smile at the corner of his mouth was undeniably genuine.
He understood my insincerity. In the biting wind, our breath swirled around us like phantoms, and the quiet streets that had grown colder somehow felt comforting.
Because kissing wouldn't be disturbed by anyone.
We sat in a corner of a cafe with a national style until late at night, close to midnight, and there was no one left on the street.
It was deep winter, with snowflakes falling from the sky. Tourists wouldn't want to be outside in this weather, braving the cold wind.
Nearly one o'clock in the morning, the cafe owner told us it was closing time. He politely asked us to leave while reminding us, "Beautiful ladies, even though our neighborhood is very safe, don't wander outside this late... After all, people in minority areas can be rough around the edges. You're so petite and delicate, and your boyfriend looks quite intimidating. I'm worried you might get into trouble with some hooligans."
"Didn't you say the security was good here"
"Well, those little ruffians who drink and eat late-night snacks always have some troublemakers. It's best to be careful. You guys better head back to your hotel. It's getting pretty late."
The shopkeeper chased us out, but we didn't mind. We just kept walking along the riverbank.
Along both sides of the riverbank, only the lanterns of the shops were lit, giving off a strange and unsettling feeling.
It's probably just my imagination, but I feel like there's something lurking here, watching over the little town under the cover of darkness.
"Shh!" A shadowy figure walked out of an old tea shop, it was Uncle Shi and Long Xiao followed behind him.
The old man rushed towards me, bent over and made a gesture with his hand, looking like a thief.
He took out a bamboo flute from his bosom and blew it gently.
There was no sound.
But I heard the birds flapping their wings, maybe this flute is special and only animals can hear these sound waves.
Soon, I saw many shops quietly open their small doors. Individuals would carry sacks of rice and flour to the riverbank, place them on boats, and then quickly return to their shops and shut the doors.
The whole process seemed like a silent film, or one fast-forwarded. I couldn't even gasp before every house was closed up tight.
The question is——
"So many little boats, who's driving them" I whispered to Long Xiaogē.
Long Xiaogē gave me a withering look: "Why are you so worried I won't let your little arms steer the boat, get on."
"Mu Wanchen can't steer the boat either, his hand is injured, using force would cause the wound to burst open."
Long Xiaoge was covered in black lines: "You're going overboard protecting him. This little scratch is nothing to him."
I rolled my eyes. You don't have a wife, that's why. If you did, I bet you'd be heartbroken if even a single hair fell out of her head!
Once I got on the boat, I felt a chill run down my spine. It wasn't just the weather; it was a cold that seeped up from the water and the bottom of the boat.
Knock...knock...
Long Xiaoge crouched at the bow of the lead ship, lighting an incense burner and rapping on the deck.
Soon, a pervasive chill swept over the entire water surface. Under the illumination of red lanterns on the shore, I vaguely saw something moving beneath the water!
"Tap...tap..." These objects seemed to be responding to the little dragon, bumping against the hull of the boat.“I’m puzzled by this too, but I checked my sister’s shoulders and there were no marks. My sister is meek and has no backbone. She's worse than me at handling family affairs and Taoist arts. She's als...