Chapter 45 - Meeting Mo Chen (1/2)

“Don’t worry, I’m fine. Tiannan City is really a nice place.” Qing Ji said with a smile.

“When we arrive at our village, I’ll find some wine at Uncle Niu’s house. Though its scent cannot compare with the blue blood spirits, it’s very strong. I used to bring Uncle Niu’s wine whenever I go hunting.” Returning Zhuyuan Village, Ye Shang was very happy.

“You trained drinking with that?” Qing Ji asked with a smile.

“When I was a kid, I ran back and forth in the village. Whenever I went to Uncle Niu’s house, he gave me a bowl of wine to drink. In Aunt Lin’s house, she made me some clothes. Uncle Li made wooden blade and spear for me, but he died in a battle against a beast, few years back.” Ye Shang sighed and said.

“This is life, Thirteenth. How about we go to Brother Guan Ye’s house first before yours?” Qing Ji looked at Ye Shang and asked.

“Okay, I am not in a hurry.” Ye Shang nodded.

The speed of the two blue vultures was fast, and Tian Yu could fly faster since it didn’t have to carry Ye Shang.

On the next day, the three arrived in Tiannan City, but they didn’t enter Tiannan City as they landed in a place called Qingnan Town.

After putting the blue vultures and Tian Yu into taming spaces, they came in front of the door to an ancient courtyard in the town.

“You are the martial sisters of Guan Ye? Come on in.” A white-haired, very kind old woman brought Yang Lei, Qing Ji and Ye Shang into the yard.

“Auntie, how are you?” Qing Ji asked.

“Very good, Guan Ye’s martial brother often visits. He was here a few days ago. Don’t you know that?” The old woman said.

“Eleventh came here!” Qing Ji and Yang Lei looked at each other.

“Is he gone?” Yang Lei asked.

“I don’t know, he disappeared after leaving us some money, but according to my experience in the past, he would stay in front of Guan Ye’s grave for a few days before leaving.” The old woman wiped her eyes and said.

Bowing to the old woman, Qing Ji took Yang Lei and Ye Shang out of the yard and walked outside the town.

“Eleventh is at the grave of Twelfth?” Yang Lei looked at Qing Ji and asked. After the death of Guan Ye, Mo Chen, Yang Lei and others sent his body to his hometown to bury it down.

Qing Ji remained silent as she hoped to meet Mo Chen and tell him that Luo Sihai was already dead, so he would not have to chase him anymore, but she was afraid that she might not be able to see Mo Chen.

Out of the town, the three went into the mountains and entered a canyon after a while.

Entering the canyon, Qing Ji and Yang Lei’s footsteps slowed down because they saw the situation in the valley clearly.

At the end of the canyon, a tomb appeared in front of them, a sword was inserted at the tombstone, and a man in black was sitting beside the sword, while there were some wine jars next to the man.

“Eleventh!” Yang Lei screamed when she saw the figure of the man.

The man turned and looked up, but quickly lowered his head and covered his eyes since he could not adapt to the sun.

Ye Shang noticed that the man was scruffy as his hair was messy, and his chin and his lips looked dirty.

“Get up! What are you doing here?” Qing Ji stepped forward to grab the man’s clothes and lifted the man up directly.

“Sixth Sister, I’m useless. I have been looking for Luo Sihai for more than ten years. Every time I found him, he escaped. If I were Twelfth, I would have long succeeded.” The man in black, Mo Chen, said depressedly.

“Listen to me, Luo Sihai is dead, cheer up!” Yang Lei stepped forward and slapped on his face.