After Being Kicked Out of a Wealthy Family, She Became a Fake Daughter and Shocked the World

"boom-!"

Lin Wu went back to the house directly and closed the door to express his opinion.

Mo Chuan, who was still in the courtyard, had a deeper smile in his eyes.

“Well, no wonder Lord Daling and the others want to accept so many disciples. It’s really not bad.”

But then he thought about what the leader of Guhu Village and others had said about the seal, and the slightest smile in Mo Chuan's eyes disappeared completely.

 In fact, Mo Chuan was seriously injured. It is best not to use any spells for a short period of time and take more time to recuperate. However, the affairs of Thirty-sixth Village could not be delayed, so Mochuan only planned to take care of him for two days.

If you use magic to send Lin Wu back tonight, it will be useless for Yu Mochuan's injury.

　　…“It’s better to send the person away as soon as possible.”

Mochuan glanced in the direction of Lin Wu's house and his eyes narrowed.

Send the person away earlier so that he can concentrate on taking care of the place earlier. If the little girl really wants to use that place for something, it will be safer and less dangerous.

 …

 Inside the house.

Lin Wu found her cell phone and tried to contact Bai Jing, but it turned out that the battery was out of power. There was no circuit in the house, so she couldn't charge it.

 “Then we’ll talk about it when we get back in the evening.”

Lin Wu sat down and glanced inadvertently, noticing the mirror on the table next to him.

 What was reflected in the mirror was her original face.

  She suddenly thought of the human skin mask.

It might be a bit troublesome to go back to Zhangjiacun with this face.

But the human skin mask has been lost in Mochuan's retreat, and it is unrealistic to ask him to take her back to retrieve it.

After all, she didn’t know the specifics of Mo Chuan’s injury, how far he could recover at night, and whether it would be enough to use two space spells. If it can only be used once, it is more important to return to Zhangjiacun first.

That human skin mask is not necessary. If Mo Chuan's injuries worsen due to fatigue, it is really not worth it. She still owes Mo Chuan another favor.

Having made up his mind, Lin Wu couldn't do anything for the moment, so he went to the bed and lay down. After calming down, he was still depressed.

Throughout her past eighteen years, Mo Chuan was definitely the first person to make her feel so depressed and unable to do anything about it!

 Just think of it for the sake of those spells! Ordinary people have to pay a big price to learn those things. She just suffered a few defeats, so what does it matter?

Lin Wu rubbed his face and turned over to catch up on his sleep.

 It wasn’t until evening that Lin Wu got hungry and went out again.

Unexpectedly, General Mochuan came out of the small kitchen outside, carrying a bowl of rice. Two dishes were already placed on the stone table in the courtyard, and they tasted better than the ones at noon.

Lin Wu was thinking about how to prepare dinner, when he saw this, he turned around and ran straight over.

She asked curiously: "Don't you need to eat?"

Mochuan returned to the small kitchen and said, "Okay, take it back for me, master."

Lin Wu could tell with his toes that it was for himself. She was able to stretch and quickly grabbed Mo Chuan's sleeves, and condemned seriously: "You have done it, and you still take it back and leave it without eating? What a waste. Okay, I can solve it for you."

Mochuan glanced at her, turned around, and put what he was holding on the table.

Lin Wu sat down and picked up the chopsticks. When he thought of something, he unexpectedly looked up at Mo Chuan.

“You cooked all this... and the lunch?”

Mo Chuan: "Otherwise? Is there anyone else?"

Lin Wu said: "...I thought you asked people from Guhui Village to do it."

Mo Chuan spoke calmly: "You are my apprentice, not theirs. To raise you well is naturally what a teacher should do. It has nothing to do with them and there is no need for them to do anything."

Lin Wu was stunned.

Mo Chuan didn't wait for her reaction, turned around and walked to the next room, leaving only one sentence.

"When it's time to leave in the evening, the master will call you. Before that, you can do whatever you want."

The moment the words fell, Mo Chuan also entered the house and closed the door.

Lin Wu sat quietly for a moment, then looked back at the delicious food on the table, then turned to look at Mochuan's door, feeling a little confused.

Can Mo Chuan achieve this level just because of some kind of master-disciple relationship?

 Or because of...something else? For example, is there something Mo Chuan wants in her, so he needs to deceive her trust first so that he can get it without anyone noticing?

 But what could there be in her that would make him bother so much?

Lin Wu unexpectedly became more doubtful about the details of Mo Chuan's origins, and he didn't eat very carelessly.

After eating, Lin Wu simply stayed in the courtyard and learned the techniques Mo Chuan taught her.

But those spells were completely different from what Lin Wu had come across in the past, and the difficulty level went up to several levels. As a result, Lin Wu had a hard time learning them, and he had to think for a long time before he could figure them out when he encountered obstacles.

Really confused, Lin Wu hesitated for a moment and looked at Mochuan's door.

With some thoughts of probing, Lin Wu got up and went over, knocking on the door of his room. “There is a Xuansheng Seal, but I can’t understand its meaning.”

Lin Wu tentatively put his ear to the door. It was very quiet inside.

 The next moment, the door of the house suddenly opened.

Lin Wu reacted quickly and immediately stood up straight and took two steps back.

 Looking up, he met the man's cold, dark eyes.

I do n’t know if it ’s an illusion. Lin Wu saw that there was scarlet meaning in the man's eyes that flashed, which made him feel a little more severe oppression, as if it became a person, which was very dangerous.

Lin Wu became wary.

 But in an instant, the man closed his eyes and seemed to take a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again and looked at Lin Wu, he was the calm and calm man again.

"Which part can't you understand?" Mo Chuan walked out of the house, closed the door with his backhand, and said, "Show me the gestures. Do you understand where you are stuck?"

Lin Wu looked at him steadily and asked, "What did you do in there?"

"Um?"

Mo Chuan was unable to react and did not follow her words.

Lin Wu pointed at him.

 “Your mask is crooked.”

“Also, your clothes are a bit messy, and there seems to be blood stains on them.”

Mochuan stopped suddenly.

Lin Wu stepped back and said, "I'm not in a hurry to learn. You can go back and have a good rest."

 She turned around.

 Having not taken two steps, the man's deep voice sounded.

  “It doesn’t matter.”

Mochuan raised his hand, pushed his mask with his fingers to straighten it, and stepped down the steps.

 He said quietly: "It's just a matter of forcing out old wounds and bruises. It's a trivial matter."

Lin Wu glanced at him and saw that he didn't want to say more, so he didn't ask any more questions.

Since the man came to his door, Lin Wu was even more polite. After sitting down with him in the courtyard, he began to ask questions that he had just accumulated.

Mo Chuan was unexpectedly patient. He didn't slander her at all at this time. He answered all her questions and showed it in person, which made Lin Wu learn more attentively.

 Unknowingly, the moon was in the middle of the sky.

After being reminded by Mo Chuan, Lin Wu realized the passage of time.

 “It’s time for you to go back.”

Mochuan stood up, directly started to perform the gesture, and soon opened the space crack channel.

 At the other end is a mountain road.

“This is the closest place to Zhangjiazhai that I remember. You should be able to reach it by walking along for about half an hour,” Mochuan said.

Lin Wu looked at Mo Chuan carefully and saw that he showed no signs of discomfort before thanking him and getting up.

 “Wait a minute.”

Mochuan suddenly called Lin Wu to stop again.

Lin Wu looked at him, confused: "What's wrong?"

Mo Chuan glanced at her, then hooked a strand of his hair, lightly scratched it with his finger, and the hair was broken with a small bell.

 “Hand out your hand,” he said.

Lin Wu did as he was told without knowing why.

 Then she saw that Mochuan actually wrapped his soft white hair with coldness around her wrist and tied a knot to secure it, forming a bracelet, with the hanging bell swaying slightly.

"this…"

 “In times of danger, I will protect your life.”

Mo Chuan slightly raised his eyelids and looked directly at Lin Wu. He paused for a few seconds and said, "Wear it and don't take it off until I find you again."

 (End of this chapter)