Chapter 7 Standing Against Everyone

        Seeing Xie Baichen avoiding the question and refusing to answer, Mo Yanliang knew that he couldn't communicate with this master again.


  Maybe the people in sadistic stories don't have mouth and the guts say anything.


  Forget it if you don't want to tell me. He can guess most of it based on the content of the novel. Anyway, he has no good feelings towards this Immortal Lord Bai Ling.


  Mo Yanliang took a few steps back, keeping a suitable distance between the two of them. His voice was cold, with a hint of disgust: "Master, you can keep your secret until you die. As for my affairs, I hope you won't interfere."


  Mo Yanliang's words seemed to be trying to distance himself from Xie Baichen. Xie Baichen became a little anxious. He hurried forward and tried to grab Mo Yanliang, but was dodged again.


  Xie Baichen looked at his empty hands, a little dazed.


  It was obvious that the little disciple always liked to stick to him in the past, even though he didn't have much time to accompany him, but every time they met, the little disciple would always stay by his side. But now... the little disciple seemed to hate his touch and wished that they would stay far away from each other.


  Xie Baichen don't know when did his well-behaved little disciple become so rebellious?


  "Yun Qing, knowing many things will not benefit you. Your master will not harm you. Your master promised you that you are my only disciple, and I will not accept other disciples in this life."


  If Xie Baichen had said this in the past, his disciple would have been very happy. But now, after he said it, Mo Yanliang showed no response...


  Because Mo Yanliang's attention was focused on the faint shadow that suddenly appeared beside him.


  He looked at Mo Yunqing's shadow with a puzzled look. Didn't he say he was going to fall asleep? Why did he appear again after a short time?


  "Isn't it because you were scolding me? I heard you scolding me many times in your heart."


  Mo Yunqing appeared again, this time he was floating in the air. Mo Yanliang realized that he didn't even have shoes on his feet. His bare feet only had a red rope tied around his ankles.


  Mo Yanliang looked at Mo Yunqing from head to toe and found that he was only wearing a plain green robe and holding an ink-painted folding fan in his hand, with no other decorations.


  Mo Yanliang was very familiar with this face, having seen it since he was a child.


  But maybe because it was ancient costume, Mo Yanliang felt that there was still some difference between him and himself. In addition, his temperament was really quite different from Mo Yunqing.


  Mo Yanliang has typical phoenix eyes, which are slanted upwards and look a bit aggressive, not gentle at all. Although he looks handsome, his colleagues in the company still afraid of him and always think he's difficult to get along with. In addition, he is a roll-caller and has high demands on himself and others. The slight dark circles under his eyes caused by his frequent overtime work make him look more ruthless, making people feel that he is even more difficult to get close to.


  Mo Yanliang himself had a rough idea of ​​this, but he didn't care.


  But the Mo Yunqing in front of him, although he looked the same, gave people a completely different feeling.


  Mo Yunqing loves to laugh. Although in Mo Yanliang's opinion his smile does not reach his eyes, it softens the sharpness of his facial features and makes him seem much more approachable.


  Mo Yunqing gave people the impression of being lazy and sluggish...


  Mo Yanliang: "..."


  Mo Yanliang opened his mouth, but couldn't think of what to say for a moment. Perhaps he had too many doubts in his mind and hadn't figured out how to ask.


  At this time, Mo Yunqing spoke sympathetically: "You don't have to speak, just say what you want to say in your heart, I can hear it."


  Hearing Mo Yunqing say this, Mo Yanliang thought it was good, otherwise it would not be good for him to talk to himself all the time. He thought about it and decided to start with the current situation: "Aren't you asleep?"


  "Yeah, I'm worried about you, so I put a little of my soul on the bead. You just scolded me and poked me, how could I not feel it?"


  Mo Yanliang thought, this guy has become a soul body now, and since he has separated a trace of his spirit and soul...isn't he afraid that his soul will be torn apart?


  "Hey, hey, hey! We are one person after all. Do you think it's okay to curse me to death? This little bit of soul has little effect on me, but it may help you at a critical moment."


  Mo Yanliang: So you know everything that happened before?


  "I don't know. You just poked me awake. I said my soul was too weak and needed to sleep. This bit of my spirit was also asleep before, but it recovered a little after sleeping for a while, so it's you who poked me awake."


  Mo Yunqing paused here, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Mo Yanliang suddenly became strange.


  Mo Yanliang: Why are you looking at me like that?


  "Don't touch the beads randomly in the future. What if you touch my sensitive spots?"


  Mo Yanliang: ???


  Mo Yanliang:!!!


  What did Mo Yunqing said just now?


  Mo Yanliang was a little suspicious whether he had heard it right. Why did he jumped topic so quickly? However, Mo Yunqing didn't seem to think there was anything wrong and continued the topic.


  "I've already said that we are the same person. You should know your own sensitive spots..."


  Mo Yunqing's voice was drawn out, and his eyes swept from bottom to the top, starting from Mo Yanliang's ankles, waistline, chest, and finally his gaze fell on his lips.


        Mo Yanliang: "..."


  Mo Yanliang now finally believed that Mo Yunqing was really him, because no one else knew these spots except himself...


  But if what Mo Yunqing said was true, and he was himself a thousand years later, then what on earth had I been through to transform from a nice young man into such a shameless hooligan who could even undress me with his eyes?


  "Xiaoliang, why are you scolding me again? I've already said that we are the same person. How can you be any better if I'm a hooligan?"


  Mo Yunqing withdrew his gaze, his tone still lazy, like a person who has just woken up but has not yet fully woken up.


  Mo Yanliang didn't want to argue with him now, so he automatically ignored the name "Xiaoliang" he called just now. He just wanted to ask the question that concerned him: Can your soul hold on? Or will you fall into a deep sleep immediately?


  "I think I can hold out for a while. Just ask whatever you want to ask. After all, we are all on our own. I won't cheat you."


  Mo Yanliang felt that Mo Yunqing said this just to trick people, because he himself was such a person...


  Mo Yanliang didn't know how long Mo Yunqing meant by "hold on for a while", so he directly asked the most important question: You said we are the same person, so what is going on with the current situation?


  "This situation is a bit complicated and may take a long time to explain."


  Mo Yunqing looked like he was thinking, as if he was organizing his words.


  Mo Yanliang: Long story short.


  "To put it simply, I restarted this world. I shouldn't have existed in this world. In fact, I don't know why I am still here. After all... we are the same person."


  Mo Yunqing said this calmly, but Mo Yanliang felt that the amount of information exploded. He wanted to ask something else, but then he heard Mo Yunqing say, "I'm afraid there are some things you need to solve first. We can talk about our business later. There is a long way to go."


  Mo Yanliang come back to his senses. It turned out that he had returned to the Immortal Palace. He was so engrossed in the conversation with Mo Yunqing that he just followed his body's instinct and walked forward without realizing that he had returned to the Immortal Palace.


  And Xie Baichen followed him all the way back because he was worried about him.


  But the two of them didn't communicate along the way.


  When Xie Baichen came back, he found that Peacock Fairy and Kuimu Fairy were not there. He felt a little strange and asked what was going on. As soon as he asked this, all the fairies in the Immortal Palace knelt down and just looked at Mo Yanliang.


  How does this matter have to do with my little disciple?


  Seeing that all the fairies in the Immortal Palace were kneeling and not speaking, Xie Baichen had no choice but to ask Mo Yanliang.


  So when Mo Yanliang came to his senses, what he saw was Xie Baichen standing in front of him and the fairies kneeling together.


  "Yun Qing, do you know where the Peacock Fairy and Kuimu Fairy went?"


  Seeing that Mo Yanliang seemed to have just come to his senses, Xie Baichen asked again patiently.


  Mo Yanliang was stunned for a moment before he remembered the two immortal officials. He took off the seven-treasure gourd hanging from his waist and shook it, saying nonchalantly, "You are talking about these two. They are here, but I estimate that they will soon turn into a pool of blood."


  Xie Baichen had never thought that his disciple would do such a thing or say such cruel words. His voice was unusually stern: "Nonsense! Yunqing, I gave you this seven-treasure gourd so that you can protect yourself, not so that you can harm others' lives in vain!"


  After Xie Baichen finished speaking, he silently recited a mantra, and the Seven Treasures Gourd returned to his hand.


  Inside the Seven Treasures Gourd, the Peacock Fairy and Kuimu Fairy, who were in despair, almost shed tears of excitement after hearing Xie Baichen's voice.


  It’s the Immortal Lord!


  The Immortal Lord is finally here!


  After staying in the seven-treasure gourd for more than ten days, they have gone from being arrogant in the beginning to just wanting to get out. Nothing else matters anymore.


  God knows how long they have been clinging on the inner wall of this gourd?


  If they loosened up just a little, they will fall into the water at the bottom of the gourd and their body will be corroded...


  This torture seemed endless and it drove people crazy.


  Peacock Fairy and Kuimu Fairy had long lost track of how long they had been in this damn place. Mo Yanliang had been hiding away to practice every day and had never gone out, which made it even more difficult for them to judge anything.


  Fortunately... finally, he met the Immortal Lord!


  If they were not still locked in the Seven Treasures Gourd, they would definitely pay homage to the Immortal Lord.


  "I harmed someone in vain?"


  Mo Yanliang looked at Xie Baichen as if he had heard a joke. The two immortal officials were not dead yet, but Xie Baichen was so anxious and distressed. What about Mo Yunqing? How should we handle all the bullying he suffered?


  Mo Yanliang looked at Mo Yunqing who was standing aside, and saw that he still had a smile on his face, but that smile seemed more like a mockery.


  Sad...it seems not.


  So did he really used to love Xie Baichen?


  The moment Mo Yanliang looked over, Mo Yunqing seemed to have noticed it and also looked at him.


  Then, he gave him a bright smile.


  "I know I'm good-looking, but now is not the time to admire my beauty."


  Mo Yanliang: "..."


  How come he doesn't remember being so narcissistic?


  Mo Yanliang silently withdrew his gaze from Mo Yunqing, and saw Xie Baichen looking at him with extremely disappointed eyes: "Yunqing, Master has always believed that you are kind-hearted, and I have also told you that you can tell me if you have any difficulties or unhappiness, but you shouldn't do this. Peacock Fairy and Kuimu Fairy have been working hard to take care of you. Even if you are angry, you shouldn't take it out on them."


  While Xie Baichen was speaking, he had already opened the mouth of the Seven Treasures Gourd and released the Peacock Fairy and Kuimu Fairy without even asking for Mo Yanliang's opinion.


  "They work so hard, and I take my anger out on them? So this is what Master has always thought."


        As soon as Mo Yanliang opened his mouth, the Peacock Fairy and Kuimu Fairy, who had just been released, became anxious. Their minds were not clear yet, and they felt that they could not let Mo Yanliang continue talking, so they raised their voices and cried, kneeling down to hug Xie Baichen's thighs.


  "My Lord, you must make the decision for me! Mo Yunqing is going too far!"


  "My Lord, our palace is small and I'm afraid it can't accommodate a big Buddha like Mo Yunqing. If he dares to not take the officials of Bailing Palace seriously today, he will dare to bully his master and ancestors and hurt them in the future!"


  The Peacock Fairy and Kuimu Fairy spoke more exaggeratedly than each other, while the kneeling fairies did not even dare to raise their heads. They just knelt there in silence.


  The mocking curve on Mo Yanliang's lips grew bigger and bigger. After Peacock Fairy and Kuimu Fairy burst into tears and interrupted him, he stopped talking and looked at all the fairies in the Immortal Palace as if he was watching a show. He wanted to hear what else they could say.


  "Oh! You never change your bad habits..."


  Mo Yanliang could hear the disgust in these five simple words. Unlike Mo Yanliang who simply hated them, there seemed to be more emotions in Mo Yunqing's voice.


  Mo Yanliang looked at Mo Yunqing who was floating aside. Has he... experienced such a scene before?


  Everyone is against him, even his closest master doesn't trust him?


  Although Mo Yunqing said that they were essentially the same person, Mo Yanliang could feel that the things they experienced were different, otherwise Mo Yunqing would not be so desperate that he wanted to restart the world...


  What on earth did he went through?


  I traveled to this strange world, and Mo Yunqing was by my side. So where was the original Mo Yunqing?


  Mo Yanliang suddenly felt a little sorry for his former self.


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