My Confucian Father

Chapter 64 Su Mu: This Confucian saint is like my father
After Su Mu left Shangbi Pavilion, he returned to Zhenyao Palace with the determination to die.

His idea is very simple, because he has to face Confucian saints after all, there is no difference between sooner and later, he is an immortal cultivator anyway, so he has to show some backbone, otherwise he will look down on himself.

"Think about the good. After all, he doesn't have any relationship with his son. If it doesn't matter, we are all fellow earthlings."

Su Mu had fun in his bitterness, and thought bitterly, but in fact he knew that the possibility of this was too low.

No matter how unemotional he is, he is still his son. From the fact that he has been away for 15 years looking for medicine, it can be seen how much Confucian saints value this son.

What is he, a fellow countryman who occupies the magpie's nest?
When fellow villagers see fellow villagers, they are stabbed twice in the back!
While Su Mu was thinking this way, he walked into the palace, circulated his vitality to dispel the smell of alcohol on his body, and then randomly pulled a servant in the mansion and asked, "Where is my mother now?"

Seeing that it was Su Mu, the servant replied respectfully: "Report to my son, Madam is at the lobby now."

Su Mu nodded, and then went to the lobby.

Before he went in, he heard a burst of crying accompanied by scolding, it was Xu's voice.

Sitting in the lobby, Mrs. Xu wiped her tears with a handkerchief, cried and cursed: "Su Changqing! If you have the ability, die for the rest of your life and don't come back outside!"

"Abandoned our mother and daughter for 15 years, and finally came back, and left again without seeing each other. You don't even want your son?"

"You ruthless guy, what kind of bastard Confucian saint are you? I was really blind to marry you back then!"

"I'm sorry, Mu'er, I haven't seen my father for 15 years, woo woo woo..."

Xu tearfully denounced Confucian saints.

Zhao Fulai comforted him from the side: "Ma'am, the master also has his own difficulties. The monster clan is cunning and has trapped the master, otherwise the master will not have returned for so long."

"Difficulty? What is the difficulty? He was fascinated by the female goblins of the Yaozu and forgot his wife and son at home!"

Xu gritted his teeth and said, "What do you mean the strongest saint in the world has been trapped for more than ten years, so he is the strongest in the world?"

Zhao Fulai closed his mouth resentfully and stopped talking.

Because from this point of view, it is indeed a bit outrageous, not to mention Mrs. Xu didn't believe it, he didn't believe it at first.

And all the conversations between the two of them were heard by Su Mu who hadn't entered the lobby yet.

Su Mu paused slightly after hearing this, then raised his head, eyes full of surprise and uncertainty.

"Confucian saint... is gone again?!"

He was very sure that he had just heard this sentence from Mrs. Xu's mouth. With his hearing ability, it was absolutely impossible for him to hear it wrong!

Su Mu's already desperate mood suddenly had a glimmer of hope because of this sentence.

He quickened his pace and hurried into the lobby, just glanced at it, and couldn't help being overjoyed in his heart.

There are only Zhao Fulai and Xu in the hall, no Confucian saints!
Su Mu suppressed the excitement in his heart, because he knew that the news he just heard still needs to be verified.

But now is not the time to show, Su Mu showed a trace of doubt on his face, and stepped forward and said, "Mother, what happened, why are you crying?"

"I heard that my father is back, where is he?"

Hearing Su Mu's question, Mrs. Xu stepped forward and hugged him, crying even harder.

While comforting Mrs. Xu, Su Mu cast a puzzled look at Zhao Fulai. He really didn't know what happened and what happened.

"My lord, the master has already left Shengjing."

Zhao Fulai explained to Su Mu, "Today, the master is not the return of the body, but the coming of consciousness, and he will show his holiness through the statues of Confucian saints in the Shengjing Confucian Holy Academy."

"My master went out on a trip, and there was an accident with the Yaozu. Now the main body is trapped and cannot return."

Su Mu froze on the spot.

This sudden news was like a giant hammer falling from the sky, hitting directly on top of his head.

After reacting, my heart was suddenly ecstatic!

"Gone, the Confucian saint is really gone! Young master, I should die! Hahahahaha!"

The corners of Su Mu's mouth rose wildly, wanting to look up to the sky and laugh.

The news of the Confucian saint's return weighed on his heart like a mountain, and he thought he was bound to die.

But who knew that the Confucian sage left after returning?

The most important thing is that Confucian Saint is still trapped in the Yaozu, and there is no way to come back. There is no better news for him than this!

I have been worried about the sudden return of the Confucian Saint before, but now that the other party is confirmed to be trapped in the Yaozu, what are we afraid of?
Although he wanted to jump up excitedly, Su Mu did not show the slightest bit, but showed a hint of shock just right, and asked, "My father is trapped? How is this possible? There is still a place in the world that can trap him?"

Zhao Fulai sighed and said: "The old slave doesn't know either, the master only said that he was trapped by the Yaozu."

"When I came back this time, I took the Jade Seal of Chuanguo from His Majesty and left. I also had a secret discussion with His Majesty about some things, but I don't know who the old slave is."

Speaking of this, he was afraid that Su Mu would be worried, so he said again: "But son, don't panic, the master said that it will take at most three to five years before he can get out of trouble."

One sentence pulled Su Mu back from heaven to hell.

The joy of hearing that Confucian saints were trapped before disappeared with these words, and Su Mu's smile gradually froze.

If he doesn't come back, I won't panic at all, but if he comes back, I will panic...Su Mu felt melancholy, and hesitated to speak.

He thought that the Confucian sage would always be trapped in the Yaozu, but now he is told that he will be able to escape in just a few years...

Can you finish the sentence at once?

"That's all, it's better to come back in a few years than to die right now."

Su Mu sighed secretly, feeling that his lifespan had been recharged.

But at least now there is no need to worry about Confucian saints coming back at any time, with a definite time,
Three to five years, this is the rest of his lifespan.

"That heartless man who received a thousand knives, Mu'er, don't worry about his life, we mothers and I will treat him as nothing."

Xu's eye circles were red and authentic, with great resentment.

But Su Mu can understand this. A woman who has been left at home by her husband for 15 years to take care of her stupid son can't bear it.

Comforting Mrs. Xu, Su Mu noticed a piece of jade on the tea table next to Mrs. Xu.

"Mom, what is this?"

Su Mu picked up the piece of jade and looked at it for a few times, then looked at Mrs. Xu, he had never seen this thing before.

Mrs. Xu said indignantly: "This is brought back by your dead ghost father. After 15 years of going out, he left a piece of jade when he came back. How old is this broken jade?"

"Fulai, go and throw this thing into the lake!"

Su Mu didn't pay attention to it at first, but when he heard that it was the jade left by a Confucian sage, he suddenly felt a little hot.

With a shake of his hand, Yu accidentally slipped to the ground.

The piece of jade shattered immediately after it fell to the ground, and a burst of clear light lit up the entire hall.

When the clear light dissipated, there was one more person in the lobby.

A handsome man in a Confucian robe with slightly white temples suddenly appeared in front of Su Mu and Xu.

He looked up at Mrs. Xu, and said with a helpless smile: "As expected, I guessed correctly, you will smash this piece of jade when you see it."

When Zhao Fulai and Xu Shi saw the Confucian robed man, they couldn't help but change their expressions, they were extremely surprised.

"Changqing?"

"master!"

The two yelled in unison, and hearing their names, Su Mu felt a sudden cardiac arrest.

Why didn't he understand the identity of this Confucian robed man?
It was his Confucian father!

The Confucian sage smiled slyly and said, "You should be taken aback, right? But don't be excited, this is not me, it's the image I saved in the teleportation jade in advance."

"I can't see you, and I can't hear you, so don't scold me, madam, I'll admit my mistake first."

When Xu came to her senses, she snorted coldly and turned her face away, not bothering to answer Confucian saint's words.

After confessing to Mrs. Xu first, the Confucian saint looked at Mrs. Xu affectionately, and said, "Madam, I know that I owe you and Mu'er too much after being away for so many years."

"But I have indeed encountered a lot of trouble here, and I will not be able to go back for a while. This time, it is extremely difficult to return through the statue of the holy courtyard."

"But don't worry, I will come back this time to get the Jade Seal of Chuanguo. As long as I use the power of national fortune in the jade seal, I can break the current predicament, and I can come back in up to five years."

"When the time comes, no matter if you hit me or scold me, I will bear it. You can vent your anger as you like."

Xu Shi still didn't turn to look at the Confucian saint, but her shoulders were trembling slightly, obviously crying.

After speaking affectionately to Mrs. Xu, the Confucian saint smiled again and said, "Although I didn't come back this time, I have good news."

"I found a 3000-year-old Soul Concentrating Grass on the side of the Yaozu. It was given to me voluntarily after I had a fight with the Demon Emperor."

"Your husband, I have always used virtue to convince people, but this time I didn't bring my saber called virtue, so I can only use my fists."

As the Confucian saint said, he took out another wooden box from his sleeve and put it on the ground casually.

"This soul condensing grass can replenish the soul and cure Mu'er's lack of heavenly soul. You have to keep it well and go to Liang Guo to ask the medical sage to help refine it into a pill."

"If the old Bideng doesn't show face, tell him that when I come back, I will come to him to settle the score."

"Okay, that's all for now, Ma'am, I love you, okay~"

Confucian saint made a gesture of blowing a kiss, and then his figure disappeared, leaving only the sandalwood box on the ground.

Silence, long silence.

Xu's cheeks were extremely red, she was ashamed and angry, and said angrily: "What the hell are you talking about!"

"Really, really shameless, just die outside, who wants him back!"

After saying that, Xu left the lobby as if fleeing.

Confucian sage said such nasty things in front of Su Mu, now she even thought about finding a crack in the ground to sneak in.

"Cough...then what, my lord, this old slave has something to do, so I'll leave first."

Zhao Fulai also found an excuse to leave, thinking that today's matter must be kept secret, and he should not tell the master in the future.

Soon Su Mu was left alone in the lobby.

Su Mu looked at the tarnished jade on the ground, and the delicate sandalwood box, lost in thought.

"why……"

After a while, Su Mu bent down and picked up the piece of jade, talking to himself, with doubts and confusion in his eyes.

"Why do Confucian saints look so much like my father?"

Traveling to this world for so long, to be honest, this is the first time he saw Confucian saints.

And just now he discovered that the Confucian saint actually looks very similar to his father in the previous life, almost exactly the same!
(End of this chapter)