Text Volume 1 Text_Chapter 2999 Someone has been here
Needless to say, there is such a wooden house in such an inaccessible mountain forest. It is of course the place where Mo Yuntao once lived.&1t;/p>
Back then, Mo Yuntao brought Lu Xuan here with only one breath left at the bottom of the cliff.&1t;/p>
Looking at the familiar scenes in front of him, Lu Xuan even saw the master standing at the door of the wooden house, instructing him in martial arts.&1t;/p>
Although it is an illusion, we can know that Lu Xuan really respects and is grateful to Mo Yuntao, and has always remembered his life-saving grace.&1t;/p>
Without Master Mo Yuntao, there would be no Lu Xuan today!&1t;/p>
"Lu Xuan, is this here?" Mu Wanqing's heart beat rapidly and she asked with a trembling voice.&1t;/p>
Even though Mu Wanqing knew it must be here, she still couldn't help but ask.&1t;/p>
"Hmm!"&1t;/p>
Lu Xuan nodded and said: "This is it. In this small wooden house, the master and I stayed for more than two months."&1t;/p>
There, Lu Xuan ushered in a new life, and the trajectory of his life changed significantly.&1t;/p>
From an unknown soldier, he later became the strongest soldier in China and a peak martial arts master.&1t;/p>
"Let's go there together!"&1t;/p>
Lu Xuan knew that Mu Wanqing was very excited. He held Mu Wanqing's little hand tightly and smiled softly.&1t;/p>
Mo Yuntao died peacefully without any pain, so Lu Xuan would not feel any pain from Mo Yuntao's death.&1t;/p>
It's just that Mu Wanqing is different. Mo Yuntao is her biological father, but he has never met him more than ten times in his life!&1t;/p>
Mu Wanqing wanted to feel her father's love, but it became a permanent regret.&1t;/p>
Feeling Lu Xuan's hot hands, Mu Wanqing's heart slowly calmed down. Although this little man sometimes needed her comfort and pity, most of the time, he was still a big man who could protect him from the wind and rain.
Men's.&1t;/p>
"Hmm!"&1t;/p>
Mu Wanqing smiled sweetly, and then walked towards the wooden house with Lu Xuan.&1t;/p>
The wooden house was built by Mo Yuntao. Back then, he fell on the top of the snow mountain. He took his injured body and healed his injuries along the way, all the way here.&1t;/p>
It is more than ten miles away from the snow-capped mountains, and why Mo Yuntao chose to live here is because the environment here is warm in winter and cool in summer, and there is plenty of daylight, so he can pick many precious Chinese medicinal materials.&1t;/
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Therefore, Mo Yuntao built a house here and devoted himself to studying traditional Chinese medicine.&1t;/p>
Mo Yuntao's leg has been broken and he has internal injuries that cannot be healed. He can only focus on Chinese medicine. Otherwise, how could he create such a magical therapy as medicinal bath.&1t;/p>
It is also because of this that Mo Yuntao used what he learned in the second half of his life to save Lu Xuan, and also transformed his physique, cutting off his hair and washing his marrow, making him immune to all poisons.&1t;/p>
After more than ten years of picking precious medicinal materials, all I learned in the second half of my life was put into Lu Xuan. It was not a fluke that Lu Xuan could become such a young and powerful man in such a short time.&1t;/p>
Lu Xuan and Mu Wanqing walked to the wooden house. Lu Xuan gently opened the door. It creaked. The door had aged and made a harsh friction sound.&1t;/p>
The dust on the door poured down. Lu Xuan waved the falling dust with his hand, and then walked in.&1t;/p>
The house was even more dusty and very simple, with two wooden beds made of wood, covered with hay, a small table and two small benches.&1t;/p>
These are all made by Mo Yuntao himself.&1t;/p>
Living in such an environment is really unbearable for ordinary people.&1t;/p>
But Mo Yuntao lived here for more than 20 years, until he died of old age here.&1t;/p>
"Senior sister, let's go pay homage to the master first, and then come back and clean up," Lu Xuan said seriously.&1t;/p>
Mu Wanqing's nose was a little sore and she said softly: "Well, let's put our luggage here first,"&1t;/p>
As a daughter, how can you not feel distressed when you see how hard your father once lived?&1t;/p>
After placing the luggage in the wooden house, Lu Xuan took Mu Wanqing to Mo Yuntao's cemetery.&1t;/p>
Mo Yuntao's tomb is not far from the wooden house. On a hillside not far away, a conspicuous stone tablet is erected with the words, Mo Yuntao's tomb!&1t;/p>
The words were engraved by Lu Xuan. Looking at them from a distance, Lu Xuan and Mu Wanqing's hearts became slightly heavy.&1t;/p>
However, when Lu Xuan walked to Mo Yuntao's grave, he was stunned, and his pupils tightened——&1t;/p>
"Lu Xuan, what's wrong?"&1t;/p>
Seeing his strange look, Mu Wanqing asked with a trembling heart.&1t;/p>
At this moment, Lu Xuan’s expression turned out to be one of shock!&1t;/p>
"Someone has been here!" Lu Xuan murmured.&1t;/p>
"What!"&1t;/p>
Mu Wanqing was also surprised and said something. She also knew it. Only Lu Xuan knew about this place, and no other person would know about it.&1t;/p>
Someone has been here, how is that possible!&1t;/p>
With such a large jungle stretching as far as the eye can see, who would come here without any trouble? Moreover, it is still at the bottom of a cliff. It is not easy to come down, but it will be even harder to go up.&1t;/p>
If someone didn’t come here with a purpose, they would never go to the bottom to seek death!&1t;/p>
Lu Xuan looked at the three sticks of incense in front of the tombstone and a white wreath on the grave, and said seriously: "Sister, these three sticks of incense and this wreath are not for me to pay homage to the master, and the wreath is still quite new.
, I should have only come to worship this year, it hasn’t been long!”&1t;/p>
Hearing Lu Xuan's words, Mu Wanqing's delicate body trembled. Can you still not believe this explanation? Someone else must have come to pay homage to Mo Yuntao.&1t;/p>
Both Lu Xuan and Mu Wanqing knew that Mo Yuntao had few friends in his life. Even if he had friends, he would not travel thousands of miles to look for Mo Yuntao.&1t;/p>
Everyone believed that Mo Yuntao had died more than 20 years ago, and Lu Xuan became a medical saint, which also announced to the outside world that Mo Yuntao had passed away.&1t;/p>
In this case, Mo Yuntao is dead, who would think of coming to pay homage to Mo Yuntao?&1t;/p>
Mu Wanqing said softly: "Who could it be? To find someone here with such intention? He must have a close relationship with dad."&1t;/p>
Of course, the relationship must be very close. Maybe this person thought that Mo Yuntao had never died. After learning about his death, he was heartbroken and wanted to pay homage to Mo Yuntao.&1t;/p>
Because Mo Yuntao fell from the top of the snow mountain back then, he searched everywhere within the scope of the snow mountain. Even though it was extremely difficult, he still found it.&1t;/p>
Nothing is difficult in the world, except for those who are willing. This person must have suffered a lot to find him here.&1t;/p>
Lu Xuan and Mu Wanqing were both busy and busy all the way here, not to mention they were headless looking for in the jungle——&1t;/p>
"No matter who it is, since they are here to worship the master, they must have a good relationship with the master," Lu Xuan said with a smile.&1t;/p>