The Rebirth of an Immortal Cultivator
Chapter 90: The Love
Mo Lian who had arrived in front of the courtyard of Bai Long's Mansion moved her body and stretched her stiff muscles. He turned to look at Ong Hei Yun who was standing behind him. "I ask you for help, in a week we will hold the opening ceremony of the sect. Can you tell the Dragon Taring Force and the Huaxia Martial Alliance to come? I'll write you an invitation letter."
"alright. Tomorrow I'll come back here to pick up the letter." Ong Hei Yun nodded his head, then walked towards his car.
"Are you going right away?"
Ong Hei Yun nodded his head again, then replied, "I have to report to the headquarters in Chengdu City. Moreover, with the increase in my level which is now at the level of the Ocean Phase ... what is it? Ah that's the point."
Mo Lian simply fell silent and nodded her head letting Ong Hei Yun go. Now in the courtyard of this residence only left he and Qin Nian, he turned his head to look at Qin Nian. "Nian, do you want to stay for the night?"
Qin Nian smiled, though he was eager to stay at Mo Lian's place. But he couldn't do it. "Sorry Master. I have to go back home, then there are some other business in the company, as well as Baozang Pavilion that I have not taken care of, and some other tasks at Chengdu 1st and 2nd High School," he answered, cupping both hands.
Mo Lian fell silent, she did not know why her female friends had such a dense busyness. Not only Qin Nian, even Yun Ning and Ong Hei Yun also had their respective busyness. Then for him, he was just at home doing nothing, not even continuing his education to a higher level.
"Alright, be careful."
Qin Nian nodded his head, he turned towards his parked car. But just walking a few steps, he stopped his steps when he heard Mo Lian's words.
"Wait!" Mo Lian grabbed Qin Nian's wrist. When Qin Nian turned to look at him, he smiled faintly and then continued his words, "If this troubles you, you can refuse it. I would like to ask you to bring a reliable tailor who can make clothes with more than 400 pieces in one week, bring that person tomorrow or the day after tomorrow to the Sect Hall."
"Good, Master." Qin Nian answered him with his head bowed.
"ah! Sorry." Mo Lian released her grip on Qin Nian's wrist.
"Then, I retreat" said Qin Nian who was still bowed in shame.
Mo Lian simply fell silent and smiled faintly when she saw Qin Nian entering the car. He stayed in the courtyard until the moment when Qin Nian's car was no longer within his sight, then he entered the house.
A few minutes later, a car was heard in the front yard. Mo Lian opened the door and saw a shiny black luxury car, out of the car came three young women who were none other than Su Jingmei, Mo Fefei and Yue Xin Mei.
Then behind the car were also seen ten young men and women who were none other than Wu Yengtu.
"Sister!" Mo Fefei ran towards Mo Lian and hugged her tightly.
Despite not knowing why, but Mo Lian still caught Mo Fefei and hugged him, as well as gently rubbed Mo Fefei's hair trying to calm him down. "What's wrong?"
Mo Fefei buried his face in Mo Lian's chest. "Sister, there are ten strangers in front of the house."
Mo Lian was speechless with her mouth slightly open, she did not expect that Mo Fefei would run towards her because of it. But wait, even his mother also ran and hid behind him.
Since both of them were Dao Cultivators, naturally both of them felt an aura coming out from Wu Yengtu's body and the others, respectively, maybe that's why they both assume that the ten people came here with bad intentions.
"Mother, Fefei. They are people who came from Kunlun Mountain, they are very kind, even I was treated like a grandson," said Mo Lian who was still trying to calm Mo Fefei down.
Still tightly hugging Mo Lian. Mo Fefei looked up his head, tears dripping down explaining his fear. "really?"
"certain. Did you ever lie to me?" Mo Lian touched Mo Fefei's nose slowly.
"Lians. Is this the sister you told me about?" asked Xu Xumei who was already in front of him.
Mo Lian nodded small. "Yes, Grandma. She was indeed like this, not very good with the person she had just met," she replied still hugging Mo Fefei.
"Sister..." Mo Fefei whined a little and again buried his face in Mo Lian's chest.
Su Jingmei who was standing behind Mo Lian started walking to the side. "Lian'er told me about you guys. Thank you for taking care of Lian'er while at Kunlun Mountain, I'm her mother, Su Jingmei," she said, introducing herself and bowing her head.
Xu Xumei smiled, she walked over to Su Jingmei. "Do you want to be my son?"
"Eh?" Su Jingmei flinched and raised her head. He turned his head to look at Mo Lian with a look for help.
Mo Lian let out a long sigh then said, "That's up to Mom. I think of them as grandparents, I know, right. When I was a child I never felt what love was from someone called grandpa and grandma, let alone Fefei."
When she heard that, Su Jingmei flinched and lowered her head again. While Mo Fefei hugged Mo Lian even tighter, and sounded his sobs.
Su Jingmei clenched both her hands with a trembling body. His breathing was heavy and water began to drip explaining the grief he had endured for a dozen years. Slowly, he loosened both of his hands and looked up at Xu Xumei. "Because Lian'er believes in you so much. Then I'll explain it inside, please come in," he said, turning around to enter the residence.
Xu Xumei and the others entered the house following Su Jingmei's footsteps.
As for Mo Lian, she was still in the front yard and continued to hug Mo Fefei for a moment. "Here you go, let's go inside."
"Sheel..."
Mo Lian smiled slightly, she released her embrace from Mo Fefei, then crouched down with both hands placed on her waist. Then he stood back up as Mo Fefei had already wrapped both hands around his neck. "Isn't this a long time ago. The last time you asked me to carry you was at four years old" he said as he walked.
"Thank you, Brother."
"No problem, it's my job as your brother."
Mo Lian walked into the residence, inside the living room was seen her mother and the others were sitting on the sofa. But the atmosphere there was quiet without any conversation once. When he and Mo Fefei entered, his mother patted the sofa as if asking him to come there. Mo Lian gave a small nod and walked over to her mother with Mo Fefei still carrying her.
When Mo Lian had sat down. Only then did Su Jingmei begin to tell how their lives had been for the past dozen years, at least from the very beginning when Mo Qian disappeared at the border, then the treatment received from both sides of the family, and their daily lives are a little lacking.
Although Su Jingmei had an income of 5000 Yuan for one month, living in Hanzhong City was quite strenuous. Five hundred Yuan for rent, 800 Yuan for food, then other necessities such as electricity and school.
Moreover, when Mo Lian and Mo Fefei had already moved to Chengdu City, Su Jingmei only had a handle of 300 Yuan for one month.
Once again, Mo Fefei could not help but cry when he heard the words spoken by Su Jingmei. Mo Lian was no exception, she also slightly shed her tears.
Xu Xumei, Jia Yaoyu, Gou Menghu and the other two women could not help their grief. With this explanation, Xu Xumei finally understood why Mo Lian was looking at her with eyes that explained the sadness, longing, and warmth simultaneously.
Xu Xumei got up from the sofa, then sat down next to Su Jingmei and hugged him tightly. "Maybe this sounds rude and uncomfortable to you because you still have parents in Xianyang City. But you can think of me as a connecting parent" he said trying to calm Su Jingmei down.
Mo Fefei who was sitting next to Mo Lian turned his head. He brought his face closer to Mo Lian's ears. "Ka .. sis, she is ... how many years old?" tanyanya.
"Seven hundred years." Mo Lian answered him briefly and without thinking much.
Instantly also all the women who were here turned their attention to Mo Lian and looked at her sharply, this was like saying don't just call the age of the women.
"Uhuk." Mo Lian coughed intentionally.
"Do you want to rest here? We still have empty rooms on the second and third floors. Tomorrow we'll make an array."
Mo Lian stood up from her seat. "Then I go upstairs first" he continued.
"Lian'er ... What do you want to do? Did you leave the guests?" su Jingmei asked as she rubbed her eyes.
"I wanted to write a technique to put inside the five towers. It was quite a difficult job to write 500 books for one tower, so I wanted to start from now." Mo Lian answered without turning her head and walked up the stairs connecting each floor.
Five hundred techniques?
"Would Lian be able to write that many techniques?" xu Xumei asked with a questioning and incredulous look.
Mo Fefei gave a small nod, he turned his head to look at the ceiling of the room with his index finger touching his lips as if trying to remember something. "If you're not mistaken, you wrote 200 techniques in two hours."
"Can we go up to see it?" This time it was Wu Yengtu's turn to ask. He was very curious how Mo Lian wrote such a large number of techniques in just a few hours.
"certain." Mo Fefei moved from his seat and invited everyone to go up to the third floor.
Without lingering any longer, they followed Mo Fefei up to the top floor, the third floor, the floor that was temporarily used as a treasure storage.
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