Daughter of the prosperous age: Don't pretend to be stupid

Chapter 418 Three Jue Figures (9)

"Okay, open your eyes." An old man's kind voice reached his ears, and Mo Wushuang slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was a dazzling but bright light.

The stone hanging in Mo Wushuang's heart finally fell to the ground. When he turned to look at the people beside him, he froze in shock, and only after a while did he utter a word: "Grandpa Shigong..."

The person in front of her was her father Mo Liunian's master, the person who sealed her memory when she was young.Although she had only seen him once when she was young, she recognized him immediately.

"Girl, you've grown up, Grandpa almost doesn't recognize you anymore." The old man with white beard and hair stepped forward and gently stroked the top of Mo Wushuang's head, as lovingly as he was more than ten years ago.

If Mo Wushuang hadn't absorbed his inner strength, he would never have thought that this would be that immature child more than ten years ago.

"Grandfather, why are you here? What is this place?" Mo Wushuang said as he turned his head to look around, but his eyes widened in shock at the scene in front of him.

In front of you, there is a huge lake covered with a thin layer of mist, which adds a mysterious color to the lake.Suddenly, a gust of wind blew over, and the lake presented another scene. The rising microwaves reflected the sun, and the waves shone like ribbons made of pearls.

On the edge of the lake is a green, fluffy, goose-feather-like grassland. Occasionally, there are unknown flowers on the grassland. They are brightly colored, red like fire, white like snow, yellow and gold, and they are extremely beautiful.

"This is where I live, isn't it beautiful?" the old man asked.

Mo Wushuang nodded grimly: "Beautiful, so beautiful!" She never thought that there was such a beautiful place hidden among the mountains of Niannansha.

The old man smiled slightly, and sat down beside Mo Wushuang: "Where's your father, is he okay?"

Mo Wushuang was stunned, then came back to his senses, and shook his head with a gloomy expression: "Not good." If her father was there, she could just be the original Miss Mi Chong, and she would not have experienced so many twists and turns.

"What happened? Also, did your father unlock your memory?" The old man's expression remained unchanged.

Mo Wushuang immediately talked about what happened in the past year. After listening, the old man was silent for a long time, and then shook his head with some disappointment; "Everything is God's will. Back then, your father and I thought that your Memory and ability, everything will go on peacefully, it turns out that God has already set everything up."

"Grandfather, why are you here? What is this place? What happened to you before?" Mo Wushuang looked at the old man and asked a series of questions.

Don't blame her for being impatient, it's because everything here is too strange.

The hidden lake under the mountains, the old man she had inquired about for a long time but no one knew about it, and the little red snake lying on the old man's shoulder, staring at her with gloomy scalp and numbness.

"It's a long story." The old man stroked his beard, turned and entered the thatched hut behind him, made a pot of tea before talking to Mo Wushuang.

"The reason why I was like that before was because I became obsessed with my practice. As long as I use my internal energy, I will have an attack. This situation has lasted for more than a year."

"I want to abolish my martial arts, but I don't want to let go of decades of cultivation, so I have been suffering in pain. If you hadn't absorbed my internal energy today, I would probably die today. "The old man said and reached out to pat Mo Wushuang's head again, "My tendons have been impacted by the retrograde internal force for a year, and they have been seriously damaged, but today they have a particularly severe attack."

(End of this chapter)