"Old Devout Woman, life and death are predetermined, just wish yourself good luck!"
Having put on his little shoes, the little at bun climbed up from the ground, straightened his ssy little clothes, and darted towards the entrance of the Bed Chamber with his bare feet flapping on the floor.
"Old Handso Guy! Old Handso Guy, wake up! Take a whiff of this!" Shaking the unconscious Wuchang Taitian, the little at bun opened the bracelet on his wrist with a nervous face, revealing a blood-red dicinal pill right in his palm!
In his urgency, the little at bun tried hard to restrain himself, but the shaking was so violent that it almost scattered Wuchang Taitian’s old bones!
The pain was intense, but Wuchang Taitian managed to force his eyes open a crack and saw the chubby little face right in front of him, "Yaoyao..."
This was indeed his fierce little child!
"Old Handso Guy, quick, take a whiff, soone’s coming!" Anxiously extending the dicinal pill towards his nose, the little at bun listened to the noise outside, his eyebrows knitting slightly!
After everything he’d been through, Wuchang Taitian felt that he could no longer use his knowledge of children to judge the little one before him!
Even though his body ached all over, he still took two deep breaths as hard as he could!
The foul sll that entered his nose almost made him vomit, but he didn’t say a word!
Because, right after he took in the air, the little at bun didn’t give him any chance to speak, dragging him by his clothes and stuffing him into a quilt packing before he could react!
"Yaoyao, run, don’t mind ! The guards are outside the door, you can’t take with you..." Wuchang Taitian roared with all his strength before he was shoved inside.
"How could that be possible? Mother said, it’s all up to us! A man’s word is his bond, just like a steed’s gallop that cannot be pursued. I said I would take you with , and I will! I still have sothing to ask you!" The little at bun pursed his little lips, unhesitatingly pushing Old Handso Guy’s head, which was sticking out of the quilt, back in, and urged him, "No matter what happens outside, do not co out or make a sound! I’ll take you away! Rest assured and rest!"
Without waiting for any reaction from inside the quilt, the little at bun dragged the quilt and hid behind a large column at the entrance of the Bed Chamber.
After hiding the quilt well, the little at bun patted his little paws and erged from behind the pillar with a cold smirk on his face, "Originally, I thought about leaving with a flourish, to be a quiet beautiful young man, but now it seems that’s not going to happen! Then don’t bla , Young Master!"
With that, he slowly opened the small dicine pack in his hand, which was originally kept close to his chest inside a sachet, and now, this was the only dicine left on his body!
This was the life-saving dicine his mother had left for him!
When the Allied Forces of the Three Kingdoms burned Baili Mountain, he had used it once...
The blood-red dicine Sand, just a tiny pinch, emitted a faint fragrance, but the little at bun knew its effectiveness!
"Illusory Sea, you must behave! You need to help !"
Fondling the dicine Sand in his palm, the little at bun murmured softly.
His mother had told him that this dicine was called Illusory Sea; those who slled it would fall into the Illusory Sea and be unable to extricate themselves...
The scene where tens of thousands of soldiers from the Allied Forces of the Three Kingdoms killed each other on Baili Mountain was still fresh in his mory, and it made the little at bun shiver, but then he gritted his teeth and scattered the Illusory Sea dicine Sand from his palm!
The fragrance of the Illusory Sea imdiately enveloped him, and without any hesitation, he lifted his little paw and pressed the switch to the Bed Chamber’s door!
The mont the palace doors burst open, the little at bun shot out of the gap like an arrow released from its bow!
The tiny shadow weaved through the surrounding guards outside the chamber, disappearing from everyone’s sight in the blink of an eye!
As he looked at the wide-open doors of the Bed Chamber and the countless guards plunged into confusion, the little at bun suppressed the worry in his eyes and turned to continue sprinting away!
"Old Handso Guy, wait for . Wait until I’ve spread the fragrance of the Illusory Sea throughout the entire Witch Gu Temple!"
Behind him were the sounds of clashing blades and piteous screams. The little at bun gritted his teeth and pushed his speed to the limit, dashing non-stop through the vast Witch Gu Temple and not even sparing the outside, choosing paths where people were present!
Wherever his small figure passed, only the sounds of battling and cries remained, along with the ground stained red with blood...
Only when the last bit of fragrance on him dissipated did the little at bun stop running and started to quickly backtrack towards the Bed Chamber, avoiding the noise of battle.
His Old Handso Guy was still there, uncertain if he had been injured by the crazed guard dogs!
Having already committed to mory the layout of the Witch Gu Temple, the little at bun quickly made his way back to Xiangka Tianji’s Bed Chamber, hugging the wall to sneak back behind the large column, evading the blindly fighting guards, and cautiously retreating outward!
Throughout the Witch Gu Temple, with tens of thousands of guards on duty, the cries of battle echoed endlessly in every hall!
The little at bun, dragging the quilt behind him and avoiding the madly fighting humans, strutted away as if he were in a deserted place!
"Little lad Xiao Erlang, dragging a handso guy to see mother, humph ry oh hey oh, woo ry oh hey oh..."
While ear-piercing cries of battle filled his ears, the little at bun humd a nursery rhy, his escape rry and light-hearted!
"Yaoyao..."
From behind the cotton quilt ca a helpless, doting voice.
"Old Handso Guy, you just sleep tight," a nursery rhy ca to a halt as the little atball continued their steps without stopping, cheerfully opening their mouth to speak.
"Ah... Yaoyao, what’s that sound outside?" A long sigh followed by an inquiring voice drifted over.
"Gah? Er... that... that..." Upon hearing this, the little atball suddenly sniffled, "That’s dogs fighting! It’s got nothing to do with !"
"You! I really don’t know who you take after!" Wuchang Taitian couldn’t help but feel helpless against this blatantly illogical response.
"Of course, I take after my mom!" the little atball replied while scattering their feet in a run and proudly answering, "My mom must take after her mom, or maybe her dad, wahahaha..."
"Ruoshui, it’s not like this, I also..." Wuchang Taitian’s voice gradually faded away inside the quilt wrapping.
The little atball was preoccupied with planning their escape route and was so elated at their successful breakout that they evidently didn’t notice the faint sounds coming from behind!
The Witch Gu Temple was drenched in the sll of blood and overwheld by the sounds of fighting!
Finally escaping the reach of the Witch Gu Temple, the little atball stood on the mid-mountain slope and looked up at the continuous stretch of grand palaces at the mountain’s peak. With hands on hips, they burst into loud laughter, "Haha... Young Master is out now! You Witch Gu Temple can fend for yourself!"
Having said that, they dragged the quilt off the ground and, swinging their short legs, scattered their feet to run down the mountain!
They didn’t take the stone path down the mountain because the stone path had steps!
They chose the forest alongside the stone path, winding their way down!
Shielded by towering ancient trees and thick layers of fallen leaves, the little atball hacked their way through, not at all worried about the Old Handso Guy in the quilt getting hit, which made their run even more lively!
When hungry, they’d eat so dry food; when thirsty, they’d drink so water from their water bladder!
Naturally, they didn’t forget to feed the Old Handso Guy in the quilt, either!
They also took the opportunity to ask for directions while feeding him!
Great Swamp Mountain was surrounded by rolling mountains, all of which looked the sa in the eyes of the little atball!
Fortunately, their frail, on-the-verge-of-death Old Handso Guy could give directions!
After three days and nights, the little atball finally dragged the quilt behind and climbed out of Great Swamp Mountain. Along the way, they saw countless searching parties passing close to the stone path by their side!
"Idiots! Even if Young Master is brainless, I wouldn’t take the main road!"
They were rely walking beside the main road and, when encountering people searching deep in the mountains, they decisively hid!
No doubt, the edge of the stone path was the most dangerous spot, but of course, it was also the safest!
Exhausted like a little dead dog, the little atball decided it was ti to stop and rest a bit and feed their Old Handso Guy sothing.
"Old Handso Guy, you are my mom’s Lion Tiger. When I first t you, I heard the Old Devout Woman calling you Wuchang Taitian. Please forgive my disrespect; I just wanted to ask if that is indeed your na?" the little atball voiced hesitantly, looking at the frail and pale yet still extraordinarily handso Old Handso Guy.
Wuchang Taitian, heart tightening, eventually gave a faint nod, "Yes."
"The ’tai’ of a platform? The ’tian’ of heaven?" the little atball asked again with a face full of earnestness.
"Yes." Wuchang Taitian closed his eyes.
"Then the Ruo Shui that you often ntion—is it the ’ruo’ of ’the greatest good is like water’? Is that it?" The little atball crawled over, pulling at his garnt, asking with a face full of concern upon receiving an affirmation.
"No, it’s the ’ruo’ of ’Ruoshui has three thousand woes, only to take one ladle,’" Wuchang Taitian replied with closed eyes, a face full of struggle, eventually shaking his head in response.
"That’s not right!" the little atball, upon hearing this, suddenly sat down on the ground with a look of disappointnt, "It surely is the ’ruo’ of ’the greatest good is like water’! How could it be ’Ruoshui has three thousand woes’? Oh... could I be mistaken? But Old Handso Guy, why could you do that crouching tiger stint? My mom clearly said that in this world, only she could teach soone to perform such skills with just balance and speed, without using Inner Strength! How do you know it? My mom definitely hasn’t taught you, why do you know it?"
"I..." Wuchang Taitian opened his mouth as if to speak, but swallowed the rest of his words, the bitter struggle evident on his face.
The little atball furrowed their tiny brows, pondered for a mont, then suddenly lifted their head, a look of excitent washing over as they spoke, "Then Old Handso Guy, do you know a person nad Gu Jianshu?"
Gu Jianshu!
Gu Jianshu!
At the ntion of this na, the weak figure of Wuchang Taitian suddenly fell backwards!
"Old Handso Guy!" Seeing this, the little atball was shocked and quickly crawled over to hold his head, looking at his pale-as-snow complexion with urgency, "Old Handso Guy, what’s wrong with you? Don’t scare ! My mom has a secret room in the bedchamber in Liuzhou City, and nobody but has ever entered. Inside is a small temple, aside from holding the Longevity Plagues of Gu Taitian and Li Ruoshui, there is also a Longevity Plaque with the na Gu Jianshu on it!"
"My mom said that he is our closest kin, the parents of my mom, and her old man!"
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