Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 294 Xiao Wan

a month later.

The travel-worn three appeared on the official road, looking towards an island in the vast sea in the distance.

Ripples appeared in Lu Muhui's beautiful eyes, and she murmured:

"Is that the fairy island?"

But on that piece of sea area, amidst the mist and clouds, an island crawled on the water like a giant beast. The island's area was as vast as the capital of Dong'an Prefecture.

It can be seen with the naked eye that huge cargo ships are constantly traveling to and from the island shore, handling massive amounts of cargo.

Thinking about it carefully, it has been nearly a year since the Lu Mansion was robbed.

finally……

Arrived at the rumored fairy island!

Lu Muhui's thoughts turned, and she couldn't help feeling emotional.

"Probably not." Tong Yuanfu compared what Tong Lao said, and said:

"It should be the Acropolis of Xiandao."

Around the fairy island, there are dozens of small islands, large and small, many of which are like an acropolis guarding the fairy island.

There are several surrounding countries, each occupying a small island. They came from the direction of Dajin, and the one in front of them should belong to Dajin.

"Several, do you want to take a boat?"

On the road, boatmen soliciting customers can be seen everywhere, and immediately one person greeted them.

Compared with other places, the boatmen here are all dressed in brocade, and their attitude towards immortal cultivators is neither humble nor overbearing.

Mo Qiu casually asked:

"How about the fare?"

"Go to Xiandao, one tael of gold per person, go to Dajin Weicheng, ten taels of silver, this is the market price."

"Ah……"

Regarding the prices here, Mo Qiu was powerless to complain, but shook his head, took out a piece of gold and threw it over:

"Great Jin Acropolis!"

"Good!" The boatman was overjoyed, he greeted, and came over to help lead the horse to carry the goods.

"A lot of cultivators." Lu Muhui glanced at the passers-by on the road, and couldn't help but whisper:

"It's the first time I've seen so many immortal cultivators at this age."

"Um."

Don't ask for a nod.

There are not only immortal cultivators, but also warriors, and most of them are servants.

Looking up, it can be said that first-class masters are not as good as dogs, and the innate strong walk everywhere, and even the boatman is an acquired martial artist who has accomplished physical training.

"Let's sail!"

When all the passengers are gathered, the passenger ship pulls the anchor and sets off. Under the powerful oars of the boatman, the passenger ship moves at an astonishing speed.

After half an hour.

The island of the Great Jin Acropolis is already clearly distinguishable.

Shouting, constantly.

"People from Jizhou, meet here!"

"Fellow Taoists from Yunzhou, if you have nowhere to go, you can come here. Prince An has prepared accommodation for you."

"Immortal cultivators in the land of the three states of the Southern Man can go to the inn under the jurisdiction of the Zhennan General's Mansion. There are fellow comrades, so it is convenient for communication."

"The imperial court has set up a Qunxian Pavilion here, and monks who have practiced qi above the sixth floor, if they fail to join the Xianjia sect, can work in it, and they will have spirit stones and pills as their salary every year."

"..."

The three looked at each other and could see the surprise in each other's eyes.

Unexpectedly, the imperial court specially set up various yamen here to attract the cultivators who came here.

perhaps……

The reason why the Lu family was able to occupy Dong'an Mansion was because they obtained permission from the imperial court.

This is true for Dajin, and it is the same for other Acropolis islands.

only.

Compared with joining the imperial court and eating its offerings, joining the Xianjia sect is obviously more attractive.

Lu Muhui glanced at the bustling crowd, and couldn't help saying in a low voice: "This place is different from what I imagined."

"En." Tong Yuanfu nodded:

"It's like a mortal city, without the atmosphere of a fairy house."

Mo Qiu didn't respond. After so many years of development, there must be a reason for the appearance of Xiandao.

Newcomer, get used to it first.

"Yuanfu!"

At this time, a person shouted loudly, and even more forcefully separated the crowd, walking towards the three of them.

"You are..." Tong Yuanfu examined the visitor with hesitation:

"Grandpa Chen?"

"Why, I haven't seen you for a few years, and you don't know me anymore?" The visitor was dressed in a long robe, and he looked like a fairy, and he laughed loudly when he saw this:

"Where is Brother Tong?"

During the questioning, he looked left and right, eagerly looking for other people.

"Second Grandpa..." Tong Yuanfu's eyes turned red, and he lowered his head and sobbed softly:

"He passed away."

"Ah!" The face of the visitor changed:

"how come?"

He looked at Tong Yuanfu, his eyes flashed with inspiration, and then he whispered impatiently:

"How could this be? Did Brother Tong ask you to bring..."

Halfway through the conversation, it seemed that he realized that the place was wrong and the time was not right, so he stopped abruptly.

"Let's go back first!"

After beckoning, several servants behind him followed, and they walked towards the island surrounded by several people.

On the way, Tong Yuanfu also told about his previous experience one by one, and several people also knew the identity of this person.

Chen Jiyan, a housekeeper in Xiandao, a high-ranking monk with a tenth level of Qi Refining.

With this person's identity, he was able to come immediately after receiving a subpoena, which might not be explained by a good relationship.

Don't ask to glance at the other party, thinking about it.

"Mirror Empty Gate!" After hearing the news, the anticipation in Chen Jiyan's eyes disappeared, his complexion darkened, his eyes flickered, he sighed softly after a long time, and said with a little resignation:

"Brother Tong's matter, let's go in the past, Yuanfu, you have a good talent, I will find a chance to let a few deacons who recruit disciples from the immortal sect meet you, and see if you can make a reservation for a certain sect."

"Thank you, Grandpa Chen!" Tong Yuanfu hastily bowed, and said again:

"Sister Lu's matter, I have to trouble you."

Along the way, perhaps because of similar encounters, Lu Muhui took care of him a lot, so he naturally remembered it in his heart.

"she……"

Chen Jiyan's eyes flashed, and he said:

"Currently there are not many sects recruiting disciples in Xiandao, you can wait a year or two before making a decision."

"I'm working in the place where I recruit disciples. If there is any news, I will inform you as soon as possible."

"Thank you, senior." Lu Muhui cupped her hands.

It can be heard that the other party does not have much sincerity, but it is good to be able to climb up the relationship.

There is a person who is familiar with the situation in Xiandao and is also responsible for recruiting disciples, which is even more kind.

It's a pity that Lu Muhui's cultivation level is not high, and she is already over twenty, so she has almost no chance of joining the immortal sect.

The other party is not optimistic, so the attitude is naturally cold.

"Stay here first." Leading them to an inn, Chen Jiyan sighed again:

"Don't run around recently, just look around, I will call someone to inform you as soon as possible."

These words were naturally spoken to Tong Yuanfu.

"yes."

After a brief explanation, the other party took his leave and left, leaving a few people to live in a courtyard.

"I'll go out for a while." Mo Qiu pondered for a while and said:

"Just now, I may have met a friend."

…………

The Acropolis is vast.

In addition to the immortal cultivators from all over the Jin Dynasty, there are more mortals who have lived here for generations.

Compared with other places, the lives of mortals here are obviously much better.

on the street.

The bluestones are kept spotless, and the vegetation along the street is also taken care of by each household.

After leaving the gathering place of immortal cultivators and entering the city, the hustle and bustle of mortals immediately came into view.

Mo Qiu walked through several streets following his breath, and finally stood still in front of a restaurant.

At this point, the restaurant was almost empty.

"Guest officer, please come inside!" Xiao Er warmly greeted:

"What do you want?"

"I'm looking for someone." Mo Qiu waved his hand, handed over a piece of broken silver, and walked up to the second floor.

There was indeed a familiar figure at the window seat.

Dong Xiaowan!

At this time, Dong Xiaowan's breath was weak, her expression was depressed, her body seemed to have not been taken care of for several months, her hair was scattered, her clothes were disheveled, and her beautiful eyes were bloodshot.

If it wasn't too familiar, Mo Qiu could hardly recognize it, and even hesitated all the way just now.

"Senior Sister?"

Dong Xiaowan's body trembled, and she slowly tilted her head. When she saw Mo Qiu, a gleam of joy finally appeared in her dead eyes:

"You're here too."

The hoarse voice made Mo Qiu subconsciously frown.

In his impression, Dong Xiaowan has always been full of vigor and vitality, even if the Lu family changes and suffers serious injuries, her expression does not change.

Now, what is the situation?

"What's wrong?"

He sat down opposite and filled himself a bowl of wine:

"You look so bad, and you're still buying wine by yourself, can something be wrong with the second lady?"

"..." Dong Xiaowan shook her head lightly:

"Second Miss went to Xiandao, we don't have spirit stones on us, so I can only stay here temporarily."

"Then why?" Mo Qiu was even more puzzled.

"I..." Dong Xiaowan raised her head, her bloodshot eyes trembling slightly:

"I saw my mother."

"Oh!" Mo Qiu's hands froze:

"How is senior now?"

"She's fine." The corner of Dong Xiaowan's mouth twitched, tears suddenly fell like rain, she lowered her head, her voice choked:

"She's doing well."

"Isn't this a good thing." Mo Qiu's voice slowed down:

"Why are you sad, sister?"

"Heh..." Dong Xiaowan snorted lightly, shrugging her shoulders.

a long time.

She seemed to have regained some energy, stabilized her voice, and said:

"For more than twenty years, my father has been thinking about her, and I... have always wanted to see her."

Picking up the wine jar in front of her, Dong Xiaowan frantically took a sip and let the excess wine fall on her body.

After hiccupping, she continued:

"At that time, she was taken away by someone. We...we were all worried about her, fearing that she would have a hard time."

"Now, she... is living a good life!"

Don't ask for silence.

"Have a good life, this is a good thing!" Dong Xiaowan nodded repeatedly, her silver teeth almost biting her lips:

"That man didn't treat her badly, he even took good care of her, and helped her achieve her talent."

"But I don't understand!"

She clenched her hands tightly, with bulging veins on the back of her hands:

"Since she has nothing to do, why can't she go home...to send a letter to Dong'an Mansion?"

"Even if it's just a message!"

"Maybe..." Mo Qiu opened his mouth:

"She just doesn't want to make you too sad?"

After saying this, he himself shook his head, raised his drink, and drank it down in one gulp.

"Hehe..." Dong Xiaowan couldn't laugh or cry even more, with a crazy expression:

"When I saw her, she was shopping with that man. Do you know her expression at that time?"

"Joyful, full of joy, only the man in my eyes, who is obviously a lot of age and still acting like a little girl."

"I... I was standing a few steps away from them. When I saw her for the first time, I felt the portrait painted by my father come down. I couldn't believe my eyes, and I was about to go up to say hello."

"ha!"

She raised her head, trying to hold back her tears, but it was of no avail.

"I suspect that she was pretending to be happy, so she went to meet her secretly after the man left, and it turned out..."

"She gave me the spirit stone and begged me to leave here. She doesn't want me to disturb their lives?"

"Woooo..."

"She is my mother!"

"My mother!"

Mo Qiu sat opposite and said nothing.

After crying for a while, Dong Xiaowan raised her head tremblingly:

"Junior Brother, I don't blame her. Really, I don't blame her at all. Dad and I always hope that she can live a good life. I just feel unwilling."

"Why can she live so peacefully?"

"My father has been tortured for so many years, and I have always regarded finding her as the reason for working hard."

"Because of her, we suffer every day, but she can completely forget us because of that man, and even drive away my own daughter..."

"I'm so unwilling..."

"what do I do?"

"Well……"

The grief, indignation, unwillingness, and grievances in her heart for many days erupted at once, and her voice gradually became low when she was drunk, and finally she tilted her body and fell headfirst to the ground.

"Senior Sister, I haven't told you about Senior Dong." Mo Qiu lowered his head and shook his head lightly:

"besides……"

"The spirit stone should be taken away."