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Chapter 371 Heading to the Ghost King Sect

"mother"

The figure reflected in the ancient well is not Baguio himself, but a woman with a gentle face wearing a long aqua dress.

She looked to be in her twenties or thirties, with a gentle smile between her eyebrows and eyes, and looked at Baguio with tenderness.

Xiao Chi, Baguio’s mother.

Many years ago, because Tianyin Temple attacked Huqi Mountain, he and Baguio were buried under Huqi Mountain. It was also in that accident that he died in Huqi Mountain.

When Baguio saw her mother, more than ten years of memories flooded into her heart. Guilt, fear, and longing... all rushed into her heart, and her whole body froze.

She seems to be strong, but in a place like Ghost King Sect, everyone is convinced to call her miss, not only because of her status, but also because of her methods and abilities.

But under this strong and capable appearance, there is always a knot in her heart, that is, her mother.

Her eyes were red and filled with tears. The tears gradually slid down her face and fell into the well.

The tears caused ripples and scattered the reflection in the water. Baguio couldn't see the figure of his mother, and suddenly said in a hurry: "Mother, mother!"

"quiet"

When Zhang Ziyu saw this scene, he still didn't know that Baguio was thinking of something sad. He whispered a word, and his mental power spread out to comfort him. Only then did Baguio get out of the influence of the Full Moon Ancient Well.

Although the Full Moon Ancient Well does not have the function of trapping people, for people, feelings are more likely to trap a person.

All the time, people are powerless to resist.

Baguio woke up and looked at the ancient well again, but the full moon was reflected in the water, which was no longer the previous scene.

She wiped away her tears, forced a smile to Zhang Ziyu, and whispered: "Thank you, I didn't expect this ancient well to be so strange."

"The ancient well under the full moon can allow people to see the most beloved person or thing."

Zhang Ziyu told the role of the ancient well. Baguio was stunned, and his smile suddenly became a bit sad: "I don't deserve it. It was I who killed my mother."

Baguio was in a very depressed mood. When Zhang Ziyu said that the ancient well would reflect the person he loved most, he felt a deep sense of guilt in his heart.

She slowly leaned against the well, then sat on the ground, lowering her head, twiddling the weeds on the ground with her hands, her voice slightly hoarse.

Her eyes were empty, not as bright as during the day, and her whole person was immersed in memories, looking indescribable pain.

"When I was six years old, my mother took me back to Liuhu Cave in Huqi Mountain to visit relatives. On that day, the evil monk Pufang from Tianyin Temple came to the door with some righteous people. He was so powerful and showed no mercy to women and children.

. He used his magic weapon to smash back the Liuhu Cave, and my mother, grandma, and I were all trapped under the rubble."

Zhang Ziyu didn't speak and listened quietly. He knew it would be more appropriate to listen at this time.

"Grandma lost weight and was seriously injured, and died within a few days. I was so scared that I cried loudly. There was nothing in the dark ruins. I kept crying. My mother told me: Xiaoyao is not afraid, daddy will definitely come to save us.

.”

"We waited for a long, long time, but dad never came. Under the ruins, it was cold and hungry. I, I started crying again. I told my mother that I was hungry."

When Baguio said this, her petite body was already trembling. She raised her head, her lips were bitten white by herself, and her eyes were full of fear.

She opened her mouth slightly and said word by word: "Mother, mother was so anxious that she couldn't do anything, but suddenly one day, she found a piece of meat in the ruins."

"do not talk."

Zhang Ziyu stretched out his hand to caress Baguio's head, and he shook his head gently: "You are only six years old and don't know anything. Senior Xiaochi will not blame you, and she doesn't want to see you feel so uncomfortable."

The spiritual power in his hand was input into Baguio's body. The warm spiritual power made Baguio feel a little warm, and he couldn't help but lean a little closer to Zhang Ziyu.

Her voice was still low, and her eyes were full of pain: "I killed my mother. My, my father hated me. He must have wanted to kill me all these years. Without me, my mother would not have died.

.”

"If Senior Wan wanted to kill you, he wouldn't have gone to great lengths to refine the Sad Flower for you."

Zhang Ziyu was still comforting Baguio, and he said: "Senior Xiao Chi and Senior Wan, they all care about you. Everything they do just wants you to live well, and they don't blame themselves like you.

"

As he spoke, Zhang Ziyu suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly: "If you cry like a tabby cat, then I'll have to cry too."

Baguio was interrupted by Zhang Ziyu and was slightly startled.

"I'm worse off than you. I have no father and no mother. If I hadn't met my master, I would have died long ago."

Zhang Ziyu put it simply. Before time travel, he was an orphan. He finally grew up and finished college with state funding. Then he time traveled inexplicably.

If I hadn't met Taoist Priest Four Eyes, the grass on the mass grave might have been ten feet high.

He was also an orphan and had no relatives, so Zhang Ziyu cherished Taoist Master Simu, his senior brother Jiale, and the rest of Maoshan so much.

Baguio's heart palpitated when she saw Zhang Ziyu's appearance, but she didn't know how to answer the question.

Zhang Ziyu was used to being free and easy, and he still had the same smiling face. He said: "If there is any estrangement, just talk to your father. If you can't reach an agreement, run away from home. Usually this trick will make the old father anxious, so there's no need.

Worry."

"Bah, what kind of crooked ideas are you thinking about?"

Baguio spat lightly, and then whispered: "Thank you."

She knew that Zhang Ziyu was trying to enlighten her, and she was very grateful that Zhang Ziyu was willing to listen to her.

Zhang Ziyu didn't care at all and said: "Speaking of which, I have some good news for you."

Baguio was aroused and asked, "What's the good news?"

He said: "I forgot to mention it just now. In terms of seniority, that six-tailed demon fox should be your cousin. Although he is much older, he can't be wrong."

Baguio was confused for a while and then said quietly: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

In fact, it doesn't seem to make any difference whether he knew it earlier or later, because Baguio didn't know what he could do. He just heard that his mother's family had relatives and had just met her, so she didn't seem so sad.

The two of them got up, dusted themselves off, and returned the same way under the moonlight, preparing to rest at the big mountain rock for the night.

While walking, Baguio suddenly asked: "Can people come back to life from the dead?"

She stared directly into Zhang Ziyu's eyes, facing the soft moonlight, with vague hope. Deep down in her heart, she did not believe this possibility.

But the man in front of me is so amazing, and there are so many surprising things in the book, so is there a possibility that my mother may be resurrected?

Zhang Ziyu was stunned by Baguio's question. He shook his head slightly: "Reversing life and death and communicating with yin and yang requires an extraordinary level. At least I can't do it now."

Zhang Ziyu didn't finish what he said, but Baguio's eyes lit up a little: "You can do it in the future, right?"

There was some meaning in Zhang Ziyu's words. She was smart and heard it. When she asked this question, she was also in a state of confusion.

Zhang Ziyu did not answer directly, but said jokingly: "I don't know, but the resurrection of the dead is not cheap."

One night passed, and I didn't know how Baguio was feeling. Zhang Ziyu followed the plan and took Baguio further south, and arrived at Huqi Mountain.


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