After Cheng Ling came down from the mountain, he followed his memory and found the hut where Chen's mother lived.
The hut was very small, only a dozen square meters, which was worse than the dormitory he and Su Rui lived in. A simple bamboo fence was built around the hut, which became a small courtyard.
There are two bamboo racks in the small courtyard. Some herbs are dried in bamboo baskets on the racks. There is a water tank next to the bamboo racks, but there is nothing else.
Cheng Ling felt sour in her heart. Chen's mother was obviously not having a good life and needed to collect herbs to make ends meet. Unconsciously, he thought of his parents.
From now on, I will never see him again. I owe them a lot in my life. I hope I won't be too sad because of his death! But I knew in my heart that the two elders would definitely be sad for a while.
He paused outside the hut for a long time, then took a deep breath, opened the bamboo door, and walked into the house.
As soon as I entered the hut, I smelled a strong medicinal smell. Cheng Ling looked inside and saw a haggard-looking woman half-lying on the couch, coughing non-stop.
He hurriedly walked to the bed, sat down, and asked, "How are you? Why are you so sick!" Although he decided to treat her as his mother, he couldn't say "Mother!" for a while. .
Through memory, Cheng Ling knew that when Chen's mother was expelled from the family a year ago, she was seriously injured by several elders. She never recovered, and her original moral conduct was greatly weakened. Now she is almost no different from a mortal!
"It's Ling'er who's back. Mom is fine, but she's just weak. Have you eaten? Mom will get you some food!"
When the woman saw him, she smiled instantly and struggled to get up to get something to eat.
Cheng Ling's nose felt sore and he blurted out: "Mom, the baby is not hungry. Just lie down and I will give you some water." He had already noticed that the woman's lips were chapped, and it was obvious that she had not drank water for a long time.
"Okay, Ling'er is so good. Mom is thirsty right now."
Cheng Ling looked around quickly and found a teapot in the corner of the bed. He picked it up and knew that it was empty. He opened the lid and saw that it was very dry, indicating that there had been no tea for a long time.
Unexpectedly, the woman had difficulty even staying down to boil water, so he picked up the teapot, walked to the small courtyard, scooped some water from the water tank, and started boiling it.
After a while, the water boiled. There was no tea at home, so he could only take a bowl of plain water and bring it to the woman.
The woman was probably really thirsty, so she took the bowl and took a few sips, regardless of whether it was hot or not. After drinking it, I seemed to really relax a little and feel better.
"Ling'er, why did you come down the mountain this time? Mom heard that the sect will open the mountain to accept disciples in a few days, so you can't slack off and work hard to become a formal disciple!"
Cheng Ling pondered for a while, then decided to tell the truth directly, and said, "Mom, I don't want to stay in the sect anymore. Let's leave here and find other livelihoods!"
The woman was stunned, glanced at him suspiciously, and said, "Ling'er, what's wrong with you? Are you being bullied? Why do you think so."
"Mom, I've been in the sect for a year, and I don't even have the sense of energy, let alone understand the Tao. It seems that I'm not a Taoist, so I'd better live my whole life peacefully!"
The woman's face changed drastically, and she screamed: "You are not my Ling'er, who are you? My Ling'er would not say such depressing words, nor would he be so clear-cut!"
Cheng Ling was immediately startled. This woman's senses were so keen, but what should I tell her? It's definitely not possible to tell him directly. She might still think that she killed Chen Ling, so she could only stabilize him first.
"No, mother! The child was always bullied by other disciples in the sect. He was almost beaten to death a few days ago. Now he has finally recovered and just wants to live a peaceful life. Look again, I am Ling Son!"
The woman looked at him carefully, touched him again, then sighed and said: "Ling'er, mother knows. You must have suffered a lot in the sect. You didn't say it before, but you did it." How could you not see the injuries on your body?"
"My mother originally wanted you to become an official disciple of the sect one day, strengthen yourself, and seek justice for my mother, but now you have to give up so easily. Cough cough cough...!"
After saying this, the woman seemed to have lost all her strength and started coughing violently. Cheng Ling saw that the corners of her mouth were still stained with blood!
"Mom, it's okay! We can go find other ways to make a living, and the child will take good care of you!" Cheng Ling hurriedly grabbed her hand and comforted her softly.
"That's it! Mom's body is probably going to die...cough cough cough! Ling'er, mother doesn't allow you to leave, you must become an official disciple of the sect, cough cough cough...please promise me!"
Cheng Ling saw her coughing more violently and the blood from the corner of her mouth kept coming out. He couldn't bear it anymore, so he said, "Okay, I promise mother that I won't leave the sect. Mother, please relax and don't be angry again."
"Mother is worried about such a promise. You have to swear an oath!" The woman stared at him closely with her eyes wide open.
Cheng Ling felt happy, wasn't he just swearing, this was all a lie. Which rich second generation on earth has ever fulfilled their vows in bed? Even if he had sworn an oath to his wife, he would still go out and have sex when he got the chance.
He then said: "Okay, I swear, I will work hard to become an official disciple of the Wuxiang Sword Sect!"
The woman glanced at him coldly and said, "You are not sincere in your oath. You have to be like my mother. Ahem..."
After saying that, she raised her right hand with difficulty, her thumb and little finger joined together, and the middle three fingers pointed upward, and said: "I swear, I will become an official disciple of the Wuxiang Sword Sect and seek justice for Cheng Xueyao. If not, I will be punished by heaven and earth!"
Cheng Ling was startled, feeling that something was not right. Her trembling body and haggard face made her feel unbearable. I just followed her example, stretched out my right hand and said loudly:
"I swear that I will become an official disciple of the Wuxiang Sword Sect and seek justice for Cheng Xueyao. If not, I will be punished by heaven and earth!"
After saying that, he suddenly felt as if he could faintly hear the sound of thunder in the sky, and it was like a silk thread binding him up.
When the woman saw that he had finished his oath, he finally fell back on the bed and spit out blood.
Cheng Ling was startled and hurriedly stroked her chest to calm her down.
But she blocked Cheng Ling's hand aside and said coldly: "I don't know who you are, but since you have taken over my child's body and sworn an oath of heaven, we are now in peace. You Don’t touch me again! Cough cough cough cough…!”
"You...! How do you know? What is the oath of heaven?"
"Hehe~! No one...ahem...can't...ahem...violate the oath of heaven! You...ahem...are destined to...be for me... .Justice!"
The woman exhausted her remaining strength, finished speaking, closed her eyes, and passed away!
Cheng Ling watched her death silently, feeling a little sad in her heart. In the end, she discovered that he was not her child, and she forced him to swear some kind of heavenly oath.
But Cheng Ling didn't care at all. He never believed in swearing. But since she has passed away, let's bury her properly, and forget about it.
He dug a grave for her in the small courtyard, built a simple coffin with bed boards, put the woman in it, and cut a wooden sign for her, while he was hesitating to write something. Suddenly I remembered that she seemed to have said that she wanted to seek justice for Cheng Xueyao, and it should be the woman's name.
He then wrote the tomb of Cheng Xueyao on the wooden sign, and his son Chen Ling knocked on it!
He put the wooden sign in front of the grave and said: "Madam, although I am not your child, I have finally taken over his body. Let this be the last thing I do for you! As for becoming an official disciple of the Wuxiang Sword Sect , I obviously don’t have this opportunity, let’s just say goodbye!”
After saying that, he bowed three more times, then turned and walked outside.
But after he walked for a while in the opposite direction of Wuxiang Sword Sect, he heard faint thunder in the sky. I was shocked, what happened? Are you going to let me pass through my soul again?
He stopped and looked at the sky. There were white clouds in the sky, and it was blue. The wind was very calm, and there was no sign of thunder or rain at all. Then he smiled bitterly: It seems that he was struck by lightning. Where did the thunder come from in such nice weather? It must be an illusion!
I encouraged myself and took a few steps forward. There were repeated roars in my ears, as if thunder and lightning were about to strike at any time. I stopped and looked up at the sky, but there was still no wave.
He was confused, what happened? If I don't move, the thunder will stop. As soon as I move forward, it will rumble! God covets my beauty, but it’s not easy to ask for it, so you plan to attract my attention?
I thought about it for a while and decided not to care about the noise this time. He straightened his clothes, glared ahead, and meandered forward with his trembling legs in a splayed shape, ready to avoid falling lightning at any time.
After walking a few steps, the thunder started to sound again. Cheng Ling ignored it and continued to move forward! The sound of thunder became more rapid, and after walking a few dozen meters, there was a "click!" and a line of lightning struck three feet in front of him.
Dust was flying, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on the tip of his nose. The lightning struck in the direction that could cut through his scalp. The headscarf has been knocked off, and the hair is standing on end. It is really very cool!
Mother~! If the fight is really over, it’s better to go back quickly to avoid the limelight.
He turned around instantly and ran towards the mountains of the Wuxiang Sword Sect. After running for a while, I suddenly remembered that since there was thunder when there was movement, why couldn't I hear thunder when I returned to the sect?
After muttering in his mind for a while, he decided to give it a try, then stopped and walked in the direction of leaving. Sure enough, thunder sounded again. Turning around to face the Wuxiang Sword Sect, there was no sound in the sky.
This time, he finally understood. Holy shit, it turns out that this heavenly oath is so brilliant? He thundered when he wanted to run away, but there was no sound when he returned to the Wuxiang Sword Sect. Is it really necessary to become a disciple of the Wuxiang Sword Sect as promised in his oath, and then seek justice for Cheng Xueyao, in order to solve the problem?
Cheng Ling couldn't bear it any longer and cursed: "What a fucking grandma, who told me that I only swore an oath to deceive a little girl? This damn thing really works!"
