Originated from mountains and seas, life never ends

Chapter 160 We are all ordinary people

Although Meng Liyun tried very hard to take care of her adoptive mother, boiling bitter Chinese medicine for her every afternoon and taking care of her daily life, her adoptive mother's health was getting worse and worse.

Finally one day, the adoptive mother refused to take the medicine.

"...I don't want to drink it anymore." The foster mother pushed away the medicine that was brought to her mouth and shook her head.

"Why? Only after taking the medicine can the body——"

"Liyun, you know." The foster mother smiled slightly and shook her head, her smile revealing fatigue. "This medicine is too bitter. I don't want to drink it anymore."

Meng Liyun was holding the medicine bowl, and her fingers tightened when she heard this.

"I don't want to drink such bitter medicine anymore."

Meng Liyun sat with Lao Qi for an entire night and finally decided to follow her adoptive mother's decision and stop making medicine for her.

"...Dad, do you and my mom regret raising me?"

It was another quiet night. Meng Liyun looked at the moon in the sky and asked Lao Qi, who was peeling beans next to her.

"Why do you think so?" Lao Qi paused and looked at her.

"Because I feel like I have completely failed in my filial duty and obligations as a child." Meng Liyun leaned back, staring straight at the sky. "You have raised me for so many years, but I have not come back for more than ten years. When I came back, I was already like this... You don't really need me anymore."

"How could that be?" Lao Qi touched her head and looked at her, "How could we not need you?"

"Because..." Meng Liyun opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end she said nothing. Her lips pursed unconsciously and she wanted to cry again.

"You haven't had an easy time these past few years." Lao Qi sighed, "That man told me about your life these past few years."

Meng Liyun was stunned and looked at him.

"You lied to your mother and me, saying you hadn't encountered any danger in the past few years, but that man told me everything." Lao Qi looked at her, "I feel scared just listening to your experiences over the years, let alone you who are in the same situation?"

Meng Liyun opened her mouth: "I——"

"Don't be too hard on yourself, Liyun. People always reach their limits. We are just ordinary people. We can't compare with those monks."

Old Qi said, smiling: "There will always be times when we are unable to do anything. Most of the time, for ordinary people like us, it is best if we can recognize ourselves and live a good life."

Meng Liyun listened to Lao Qi's words without saying a word.

"Your mother and I adopted you not for you to take care of us in our old age." Old Qi looked at the night sky, thought of something, and smiled, "When we saw you being led by that man, we just thought you were so small, fair, and weak, but your eyes were lifeless."

"We don't know how to be a good parent, we just think that if we can make you live happily for the rest of your life, we will be successful."

Lao Qi smiled and looked at her: "So, no matter what you do, as long as you are happy, we will be satisfied."

Meng Liyun looked at Lao Qi's old and bright eyes and did not speak for a long time.

"...So, don't think too much." Lao Qi stood up and touched her head. "Don't worry, we have never regretted raising you."

"On the contrary, we are happy to see you like this now."

"sleep early."

After saying this, Lao Qi went into the house.

Meng Liyun sat quietly in the yard, looking at the sky. The skinny dog ​​lying at her feet put its chin on her feet - after her constant feeding over the past two days, they had become very familiar with each other.

The dog at her feet raised its body, as if sensing something was wrong with her, and leaned its head over to rest on her knees, staring at her eagerly.

Meng Liyun touched its head, felt the warm and soft fur under her hand, and smiled.

As I smiled, tears flowed unconsciously.

Meng Liyun pursed her lips, stared at it for a moment with tearful eyes, and a sharp and weak whimper unconsciously came out of her throat.

“…Ugh—”

Meng Liyun hugged it and buried her head in its slender back.

……

Unexpectedly, after stopping the medication, the foster mother's spirit and energy gradually improved.

Meng Liyun did not feel happy, but rather a little worried.

So she borrowed a bullock cart from the same village and took her to the city to see a doctor. After taking her pulse and observing her condition, the doctor sent her away, shaking his head at her with a heavy face.

Meng Liyun had already prepared for the worst, and this result was not beyond her expectations, but her heart still sank unconsciously. She nodded to show that she understood.

On the way home, Meng Liyun talked a lot with her adoptive mother, telling her that it was nothing serious. But her adoptive mother just looked at her with eyes that seemed to see through everything, without making any comment.

Meng Liyun didn't have any other thoughts. She just wanted to stay here to take care of her adoptive parents until the end of their lives, and then think about the next things.

On this day, Meng Liyun, as usual, accompanied her adoptive mother to bask in the sun and chat in the courtyard, then went to the kitchen to prepare the meal and prepared to send it to her adoptive father.

Meng Liyun put the food into the lunch box and was about to go out when she suddenly felt something was wrong. She rushed out and the scene in front of her made her eyes red instantly.

A man in a golden moon robe stood in front of his adoptive mother, holding a long sword to her neck. Hearing the noise behind him, he looked towards her.

Meng Liyun didn't know him, and when she saw this, she angrily asked, "Who are you?!"

The man glanced down at her. This arrogant behavior made Meng Liyun feel a little familiar.

Suddenly, Meng Liyun dodged to the side and avoided the long knife coming from behind. Several men dressed as ruffians rushed in from the gate with swords and horses, their swords stained with glaring blood.

Meng Liyun stared at the blood on his body and suddenly had an ominous premonition in her heart.

"Where is Owl?"

The man holding the sword asked.

Meng Liyun was stunned and turned to look at him.

"What is an owl? I don't know. Let my mother go!"

Meng Liyun frowned and shouted angrily.

The man looked at her coldly and didn't buy her story. The sword blade drew a bloody mark on his adoptive mother's neck.

"Ask again, where is Owl?"

"You dare to move again?!" Meng Liyun clenched her fists. She was almost going crazy with anger at the sight. Her eyes were filled with hostility and she looked at her murderously.

"You're not that capable." The man obviously ignored her threat. There was another noise behind her, Meng Liyun dodged the rogue's attack again, punched him in the face with her backhand, and knocked him to the ground.

Seeing her companion fall, several people rushed forward to fight. Meng Liyun nimbly dodged the attacks of several people. She had no weapons in her hands, so she could only knock them all down.

Just when he was about to deal with the last person, he suddenly heard his foster mother's call from behind.

"careful!"

Before Meng Liyun could react, she felt a strong sense of restraint. A golden rope approached her unconsciously, locking her tightly and strangling her to the ground.

Meng Liyun still wanted to struggle, but she found that the rope seemed to have self-awareness. The harder she struggled, the tighter it became. She then tried to shrink her body and break free, but the rope was like a dog-skin plaster, tightly wrapped around her.

She tried to break free by shrinking her body, but found that the rope changed with her size.

Just as Meng Liyun tried to struggle, the scoundrel beside her took the opportunity to kick her in the face. Meng Liyun was caught off guard, her face suddenly went numb, and then she felt a sharp pain, and the taste of rust filled her mouth.

"I'm not in the mood to mess around with you mortals. Where is Owl?"

Seeing this, the people who had fallen to the ground gathered around and were about to kick him a few times, but when they heard the man's words, they stopped.

Meng Liyun stared at him intently, one of her eyes was bleeding from being kicked, and her eyes were full of bloodshot. She gritted her teeth and did not answer.

The man frowned, seeming a little annoyed.

"So mortals like you are trouble. You like him, right? But he just ignores you. Just look at the result and you will know. He can throw the woman who has been with him for decades to such an unknown mountain village. In his heart, you are nothing more than that."

"You actually want to protect a man like this?"

The man said, thrusting his sword deeper.

"I ask again, where is Owl?"

Meng Liyun's pupils were as dark as purple. She raised her head and stared at the man's attire. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning flashed through her mind.

He was dressed exactly like the immortal who appeared in Yanying Village many years ago.

Understanding something, Meng Liyun raised her head and looked up desperately, but she could only see the token pattern on the man's waist. Because of anxiety, she couldn't stop breathing heavily.

If I tell them, will they really let my adoptive mother go?

Meng Liyun thought about the behavior of those two people many years ago and didn't believe it in her heart. However, when she looked at the adoptive mother in his hands, she gritted her teeth in distress.

what to do……

Meng Liyun looked reluctant and closed her eyes.

Even if there is less than a 10% chance...

This guy should not be Xiao's opponent...

and so--

"Liyun."

A soft call interrupted her thoughts.

Just like a handful of clear water was sprinkled in her mind, Meng Liyun suddenly raised her head and looked at her adoptive mother in confusion.

The foster mother was sitting on a chair. Even though she was being held hostage, she was not very panicked. Now seeing her miserable appearance, her eyes were sad, yet extremely determined.

"Do you remember how I taught you?" the adoptive mother spoke again, her face serious, just like when she taught her more than ten years ago.

Meng Liyun looked at her blankly, and suddenly had an ominous premonition in her heart.

The man frowned, just about to do something -

“Follow your heart and don’t let anyone coerce you because of us.”

As the foster mother spoke, she suddenly moved forward, followed the blade, and in an instant, cut her neck deeply.

When she saw the blood spurting out, Meng Liyun's mind went blank.

"I... don't want to see you in trouble because of us."

Blood gushed out of the foster mother's mouth, she coughed uncontrollably, and fell to the ground.

Her blood spurted onto Meng Liyun's face. Meng Liyun stared at the scene in front of her, her mind was blank, and she seemed to be completely unaware of what was happening.

"……whispering sound."

The man looked at the lifeless woman lying on the ground with disgust, and shook the blood off the sword, which seemed to be stained with something dirty.

A golden talisman floated from midair. The man took it, a golden light flashed on his fingertips, and a voice came out from the talisman.

It seemed to be some kind of scolding, and the voice was very loud, but Meng Liyun didn't hear a word. She just stared at her mother not far away, unable to come back to her senses for a long time.

The man seemed to be annoyed, but he made an unconvinced "tsk" sound, then glanced at Meng Liyun, stepped on the sword and flew into the air.

"Xian...Xian family?"

The few mortals on the ground looked at him cautiously. The man was extremely contemptuous and annoyed because he had no gains this time, so he waved his hand casually.

"As a reward, this woman belongs to you."

After saying that, he turned into a shooting star and left.

The men looked at each other, then at the tightly tied woman, and their eyes reached the same consensus.

It was not until the annoying breath touched her skin that Meng Liyun came to her senses and slowly looked at the man who was pulling her legs.

dead……

She wanted them dead...