Volume 1: Yun Family Has a Daughter Chapter 1: Leaving

  Two years later, Gu Yun Temple.

  At this time, from the depths of the originally quiet and solemn temple, came a rather discordant conversation...

  "Master, you're being unfair. You get so much silver from those guests every year, and I'll be your apprentice for a few more years without starving you. Why do you insist on sending me back?"

  Moistening her big eyes, she grasped Master Kong's long white beard that was as long as a zhang and refused to let go, with an air of not giving up until she achieved her goal.

  "Cough cough, you stinky girl, don't you understand how to respect your teacher and the Tao? Is this how you behave as a disciple?"

  Leng Qing was scolding this annoying little witch while trying to snatch back his beard from her hand.

  "You don't know how to respect your master and the Tao, nor do you consider whether your master is worthy of being a master. Humph! Don't think I'm unaware that Yun Zhan Lao Tou gives you 1,000 taels of silver every year, but I haven't even seen the shadow of silver, it must have been swallowed by you, this greedy master!"

  "This is outrageous! This master is so unscrupulous, having received so much silver from her every year, and now he's still finding excuses to drive her away, it's shameless!"

  "You'd better not talk nonsense, my disciple only gives five taels of silver each year, where would he get a thousand taels? If this gets out, my reputation will be completely ruined."

  He was so shocked by the news that his eyes widened in surprise, and he almost jumped up, almost "crying out loud"! He wasn't shameless enough to embezzle his apprentice's silver.

  "Hum, who knows whether what you're saying is true or false? You even dare to secretly eat meat and drink wine, what else can't you do?"

  With a scornful look, she crossed her arms and gazed at the master with disdain. This master had broken all sorts of monastic rules, and was only one step away from leaving the mountain to find a wife.

  "The master said that if he didn't take it, then he didn't take it. You stinky girl can't frame the master! Besides, letting you go back isn't the master's idea, it's the younger brother who wants to let you go, what can the master do?! Can't just let him bully someone else's daughter!"

  Mo saw Master's solemn oath and believed it!

  This is really a headache! To be honest, she is not the real daughter of Yun Zhan Lao Tou, but her body is indeed that of someone else's daughter. Over the years, in order to avoid raising suspicions from others, she had to act like an ordinary child, making childish movements and speaking childish words, making herself seem more and more childish.

  "But I don't want to go back, Master. Look at Old Man Yun with all his little wives, and this grand mansion - if the disciples return, won't they be throwing themselves into the tiger's mouth?"

  With a pitiful expression, the little hand tightly grasped the master's sleeve, looking up at him with pleading eyes that no one could bear to refuse.

  When she first crossed over, her body was so weak that it didn't look like its original form. Every day, she had to drink bitter medicine that was hard to swallow. One time, she accidentally heard her master say that the reason this body was so weak wasn't because of premature birth, but because of poisoning. No need to think about it, she knew that the original Yun Mian was a victim of palace infighting. If she really went back, would those wolves and tigers let her off?

  I heard "a sheep entering a tiger's mouth" here, and I couldn't help but twitch at the corner of my mouth! But who is the tiger?

  "You're already so big, you can't stay in the temple for your whole life. This time, you must go back!"

  Rubbed his temples, too lazy to talk nonsense with her, swung his sleeve, exerted internal force, and threw Momo out like a piece of cowhide candy. With a "bang", he quickly closed the door.

  Moisture stabilizes its figure in mid-air and floats down to the ground. Looking at this steady appearance, it's clearly not the first time it has been thrown out.

  "Hum, petty ghost, curse you to be a monk in your next life and never marry a wife in this life!"

  Momo stood in front of the master's gate, made a ghost face, and deliberately said loudly. Seeing that the door did not show any signs of opening, he had no choice but to leave reluctantly with a huff.

  With her back to the house, she didn't notice that Master had opened the door and was looking at her small back. On his old face, which had just been mischievous, there was a deep sadness and helplessness...

  Before she knew it, Momo had arrived at Second Master's residence. Thinking that he should have returned by now, she pushed open the door and went in. As she walked into the courtyard, she indeed saw him.

  "Second Master!"

  "Misty, something's up?" De Neng was forever dressed in black, and at this moment he was sitting on a stone chair, wiping his treasured sword. Seeing Misty, he asked indifferently.

  Mo Mo was already used to his coldness and didn't mind it anymore.

  Sitting opposite him, with hands propping up his cheeks, looking at the treasured sword, he said with a seemingly joking tone: "Second Brother, if Momo were to leave, would Big Brother miss Momo?"

  "No!" Still a cold voice, without any hesitation, replied.

  "Second Brother, you can't be serious! You're not giving Momo any face at all? Whatever the case, I'm your junior sister, and we've been together for seven years!"

  How heartless! Is Second Brother really so ruthless? Although they didn't have the same master, they were still fellow disciples! Her martial arts skills were all taught by Second Brother, no matter what, there was a bond between them.

  He glanced at her lightly and didn't say a word!

  But Mo understood the meaning, smiled slyly and continued to thicken her skin: "Although we didn't get along well in the past seven years, our feelings still exist! Besides, Second Brother, you also bullied me a lot!"

  "Momo is really leaving Gu Yun Temple, I don't know if we'll ever meet again. Although you won't miss me, I will still miss you."

  Mo saw him still only concerned with the treasure sword, and couldn't help but feel disappointed, saying in a dispirited tone.

  Dyke finally shifted his gaze from the treasure sword to Momo's face.

  "Go home?"

  "Hmm!"

  Xie Wu didn't speak and didn't wipe the treasured sword, a pair of starry eyes stared at Mo Mo, with emotions in his eyes that made her unable to understand.

  "Good luck!"

  After a long silence, Du Neng finally spat out four words, but his tone seemed even colder than before.

  Misty's resentful eyes stared at her senior brother for a moment, then she muttered something under her breath and fell silent.

  No matter how unwilling she was, the person from Yunfu who came to pick her up had arrived. She bid farewell to the fellow disciples who had come to see her off, but in the crowd, that cold and elegant figure was nowhere to be seen.

  Until she got on the horse carriage, she didn't see that person. Seeing that it was getting late and they still had to rush to the next town, the newcomer tactfully urged her, and she reluctantly withdrew her gaze, letting the coachman pull down the curtain, blocking out everything outside.

  The horse carriage arrived at the crossroads, and suddenly a melodious whistle came from afar. Mo Yan excitedly lifted the curtain of the carriage, looked in the direction of the sound, and indeed saw a slender black figure standing on the mountain top not far away.

  "Second Master!" Momo excitedly shouted, waving his hands non-stop.

  The sound of the flute was continuous, it was that song Mu Mu had heard countless times, and also her favorite song...

  Until that figure became a small dot, the sound of the flute could no longer be heard, and Momo reluctantly withdrew her gaze, silently not making a sound.

  Worry-free shook her head beside her and gently wrapped her in his arms.

  Gazing quietly at the carriage that was slowly disappearing into the distance, her eyes became resolute, and she whispered to herself: Mei Mei, wait for me!