Heaven Road
3. The inherited 2

A white-bearded man appears to be writing something on a white board. There were no ink brushes, or colored stones that the white-bearded man held. The pure white-bearded man scribbled pure writings with his finger whose tip emitted a deep blue light.

The fifty-year-old man only briefly clung to the white board, then floated - and approached the gaze of the person before him. The writing floated around the head, making the person in front of the white-bearded man could more clearly read the writing.

Sword Aura

Just those two words that the white-bearded man wrote. The white-bearded man's mouth continued to mutter along with the rhythm of the words that should have come out of his mouth. Yet no sound was heard in the slightest for a man who was in front of the white-bearded man.

'What? Why is there no sound heard? Why exactly am I? And... Where's Me?' The person in front of the bearded man.

The floating writing finally entered into the head of the person in front of the white-bearded man. The cold chill on the head came in and refreshed his head, as if his head had just been doused with the water of heaven.

"Well.... Huh..."

"Are you awake?" Yao He asked who was sitting beside Yin Sheng. Yao He's gaze turned to Yin Sheng, so Yin Sheng couldn't see Yao He's face.

"Uncle... Why am I suddenly here? Where's the white-bearded guy?" Asked Yin Sheng in confusion, he suddenly felt moved in the blink of an eye. It was still clear that what he had just seen was not a dream.

"So you've started seeing it?" It was not the answer from Yao He that was Yin Sheng, but rather another question.

"I mean Uncle?"

"I'm sorry I made you have to endure a hard life later?" Yao He turned his body towards Yin Sheng.

Yin Sheng jumped backwards looking at what was happening with Yao He's face. Yao He's one eye had now disappeared completely, leaving only his eye hole alone. There were no injuries nor bloodstains on Yao He's face, making Yin Sheng wonder what really happened to Yao He's eyeballs.

"Uncle... Uncle's eyes..."

"Well..." Yao He sighed..."Be calm... I'm it's okay... I'm worried about your situation."

"Yin Sheng's... Sit down and listen... There's one thing I need to talk about..." Yao He had to be careful to explain to Yin Sheng. From Yin Sheng's current attitude, Yao He was certain that Yin Sheng had lost his mind last night. What he did was purely in control of his subconscious emotions.

"Will Uncle raise me as Uncle's disciple?" Yin Sheng was still laughing innocently, it seemed like he still did not remember the incident last night.

"Well... Alright... I will raise you as your disciple... But promise me one thing!"

"Murid will always try to keep his word." Yin Sheng paid his respects to Yao He. He did not think that Yao He would accept him as a disciple. His mother would be surprised to know this.

"Please promise to always be able to temper your emotions! Also, obey your teacher's orders!" Yao He patted the shoulder of Yin Sheng who was still saluting.

"Yin Sheng's disciple's oath in the name of the heavens, the disciple will always try to temper his emotions and obey the orders of Master."

"Good indeed... Now listen carefully..."

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"Mothers... Mum..."

Just the mere cry could not describe what kind of heart wound Yin Sheng was in. Seeing her only mother now asleep forever in her arms. The wounds that were on his mother's body had not even dried up, the blood spots re-attached to the Yin Sheng shirt that Yao He had changed last night.

"I'm sorry Yin Sheng... I cannot bring to life the dead..." Yao He could only stroke Yin Sheng's head. Somehow the gentle side in his heart was stirred when he saw Yin Sheng's gaze filled with sorrow.

Yao He allowed Yin Sheng to vent his grief, squeezing his tear bags until they could no longer work.

"Teacher... Do you know what did it?"

"Well... You killed him..."

Yin Sheng was certainly surprised to hear his Master's reply. Himself? Killing Mom's killer? How did he do? Even killing livestock Yin Sheng could not bear, how could he kill people?

"Well..." Yao He went back to explain the explanation that was cut off earlier because Yin Sheng immediately ran towards his mother's body when he found out his mother had died.

Hit it!

That was certainly what Yin Sheng was currently experiencing. A 10-year-old boy heard what he was doing overnight.

"Calm yourself... I know you feel so guilty... But use your guilt as a whip to shape the future!" Yao He tried to comfort Yin Sheng who still looked struck mentally.

"All this happens because we are not ready to accept the trials from the outside. If we are strong enough to withstand outside trials, nothing like this will happen."

Yin Sheng certainly did not respond to his teacher's words. His gaze was still empty looking towards the village which was now silent. However, it was he who made the village quiet.

Downstream of the village people, the friendly laughter that is often heard from the villagers, the warmth of many families owned by the villagers, all himself destroyed overnight.

"Am I the bad teacher?"

"Evil or good is relatively Yin Sheng. No matter how good you are, in front of people who hate you you will still look bad. As bad as you are, in the presence of those who love you you are still a good person."

"I know those words won't be able to treat your wounds. What has happened cannot be changed again."

"But we can always take a lesson from what happened."

"Teacher..." Yin Sheng got up and faced his teacher. "Can the teacher teach me to be strong? I'm too weak to protect those around me."

"Hum..." Yao He muttered. Teaching Yin Sheng to be strong is certainly not a difficult thing, considering that Yin Sheng's body itself is one of the abnormalities of the human body. He could become strong as long as he had enough material to become strong, Qi.

"To be strong on the outside is easy, but to be strong on the inside is primary." Yao He pointed at Yin Sheng's chest. As powerful as Yin Sheng would be, if it could not control the emotions - then the power of Yin Sheng would later take away his consciousness. And an event like last night will only happen again if it happens.

"Murid beg the Master... Teach all students... The student will do whatever the teacher asks." Yin Sheng prostrated before Yao He.

'Is this what he calls a teacher?' Yao He's heart trembled at Yin Sheng's sincerity in pleading with him. During this time he never wanted to raise a disciple even though many asked for it. He used to think having students was a troublesome thing.

"It seems that everything has changed..." Yao He chuckled lightly. Imagine the change in her life in just a matter of months.

Maybe this is the destiny he has to live. Having the student to continue what he has started, but he cannot achieve.

"Come on... We have a lot to do..." Yao He patted the shoulder of Yin Sheng who was still prostrating in front of him.