The Ancient Realm Goddess
Drink With Duan Mu
“I've seen you twice,” said Duan Mu casually. He doesn't look like an enemy. Even so Qing Yue'er could not take off her guard.
“Two times?”
Duan Mu nodded. “First, that is when your mother pushed you into the Devil's Gorge. At that time I thought you wouldn't be able to come out again. After all you were still very weak, back then. However, it turns out that I rated you too low. You're definitely not as innocent as it looks.”
Qing Yue'er was quite surprised to hear that. At that moment in time he thought there was no one else, there was only him and his mother. However, this old man could find out about his departure to the Devil's Abyss. Maybe this guy really saw it.
“And not long ago I saw you controlling Taotie. Huh, how incredible is that?” Duan Mu chuckled. Actually he was also surprised because Qing Yue'er turned out to come to the Celestial this year. That's a little too fast, he thinks.
And no less shocking was that the girl dared to go against the Liu clan. In fact, it started on the first day of his return. It's a big move. The Celestial people must have been trying to pry Qing Yue'er's identity.
Indeed, this is too conspicuous. Perhaps not only Celestials were curious about Qing Yue'er. The Heavenly Court could also have wanted to know one or two things. Not knowing this was a good or bad thing, but since he was still among his relatives then he would probably give a few words.
“By the way congratulations on your victory,” said Duan Mu. Then he took the wine jar that was always hung at the end of his stick. “You drink with me?”
Qing Yue'er hesitated a little. Then Duan Mu chuckled before saying, “I'm not a bad person.”
Finally Qing Yue'er nodded and at that very moment her gaze became blurred. A moment later, he arrived at a different place. A simple residence not far from a ravine. From there Qing Yue'er could hear the sound of water flowing from the bottom of the abyss. Maybe there's a clear river down there.
What made Qing Yue'er feel familiar was her circumstances and scenery. The wind blew his hair. A plum blossom abortion that looked as light as cotton fell landed on his head. True, he was no stranger to this sight. Where'd he ever see her?
Qing Yue'er thought for a moment. After a while he immediately looked at Duan Mu with narrowed eyes. Not wrong anymore. This was the scene that was painted together with his father's figure on the wall of his mother's secret room. The blood inside Qing Yue'er's body instantly rippled.
“Why are you looking at me like that? Come here, it's good weather. Don't waste it,” Duan Mu said as he walked towards the residence made of wood.
Qing Yue'er followed him until they ended up on the seat that was on the veranda of the house. He directly sat there, in front of Duan Mu.
“This is an excellent wine, very rare and very expensive. In this world only lucky people can find it, I belong in it.” With confidence Duan Mu was a little bragging. “However, I think I should let you feel it.”
Qing Yue'er raised both her eyebrows. Then he picked up the wine thrust by Duan Mu. The lid was immediately opened and a very fragrant and soothing aroma immediately smelled in the air. This made Qing Yue'er feel a little more comfortable. It looks like a nice wine.
On the table there was no bowl or anything smaller. So, Qing Yue'er directly brought her lips closer to the mouth of the urn. Cold liquid instantly soaked his throat. A very fitting sweet taste was left on his tongue. There is also a bit of bitter taste, but it adds to its characteristic.
“How?” asked Duan Mu curiously.
Qing Yue'er looked at Duan Mu then asked, “Who is the owner of this house?”
Duan Mu slightly snorted. “Of course I am, who else?”
Qing Yue'er was silent. Is he probably wrong? Yeah, there should be a residence with a beautiful view like this not only one, right? Maybe there are some in this world and this is one of them. About his father's painting .. I don't know.
This man claimed to be his uncle. Uncle from whose side? Suddenly Qing Yue'er became curious about the identity of this person.
“Girl, you haven't answered my question,” said Duan Mu.
“This is indeed a good wine,” Qing Yue'er replied. “What's his name?”
“No name, I don't know. I had time to name him God's Creation Wine, Heavenly Wine, Grape of Greatness ..”
Duan Mu chuckled. “You act as if only the poor have no money.”
Qing Yue'er was silent. He drank his wine again. “Old Sister, what's your name? How should I call you?”
“My name is Duan Mu, people call me Old Duan. Yes, as I said before, you can call me uncle Duan. Aih, but since I'm old so you might be better suited calling me grandpa.”
“So, uncle or grandpa?” Qing Yue'er snorted then again downed her wine. “Old Sister, do you know my mother?”
Duan Mu nodded. “Who here doesn't know your mother? Of course I know him.”
“How about my dad?” qing Yue'er asked.
“I don't know,” reply Duan Mu briefly. Then he frowned before switching the conversation. “Why are you so restless? Something bothers you?”
Qing Yue'er shook her head. Then he went back to drinking his wine. It was a very pleasant sensation. He's feeling fine now. “Just a little problem,” he said.
Duan Mu sighed. Then he leaned his body back. His eyes glared into the distance. “Actually I don't know how your mother behaved to you. I think he'll be too hard.”
Qing Yue'er did not say anything and was immersed in her own thoughts. Where is Mo Jingtian?
“Like how he pushed you back,” Duan Mu continued.
“....”
“But you shouldn't have bothered about it. I mean, I know you can handle all this well.” Duan Mu looked at Qing Yue. “So, are you listening to me or not?”
Qing Yue'er raised her head. “Can I come here again next time?”
Duan Mu sighed again. “Yes, yes, do as you please. After all this is rarely occupied.”
Qing Yue'er smiled happily. Honestly since coming to this place he felt comfortable. The breeze, the fragrant and sweet aroma of the plum blossoms, as well as the sound of water ripples down there. It calms his anxiety. Next time maybe he will come to this place again.
***
Xie Ying Fei was trying to wipe her sword when suddenly the two female subordinates sent by her appeared. He frowned. Looks like they just left for a while why are they back?
“Mrs, we are sorry ...”
“What happened?”
The two women stared at each other before finally saying, “We found nothing. No trace, no aura.”
Xie Ying Fei was a little surprised. “Are you guys not too fast? Maybe you guys are less thorough?”
“No. There really is nothing. Everything shows nothingness. The man was as if he had never been here, never appeared at the Tianjun palace,” one of the women said confidently.
Xie Ying Fei instantly fell silent. Why is this Jing Tian so mysterious? Who exactly is he? The more he thought about it made him even more confused.