Father and Son

Chapter 313 Father and Son

The light emitted from the eye pattern on the flesh membrane behind Zhenxingjun's head was suppressing the woodification of the man in the tree, constantly suppressing the wood nature in his body and allowing his eyes to see things.

The face of the man in the tree gradually separated from the tree, and the woodiness on his tongue gradually faded away.

Swish.

The eye pattern on the flesh membrane behind Zhenxingjun's head closed and said, "Qin Hanzhen, you should be able to see your son now, right?"

She was very cautious, knowing that the man in the tree was extremely powerful, and was no less powerful than herself in his prime, so she did not completely remove the forbidden techniques from him, but only allowed him to see clearly in front of him.

However, the man in the tree closed his eyes and opened his mouth, but still no sound came out.

Qin Mu listened attentively, nodded repeatedly, and said after a moment: "He meant that Zhenxing Jun guessed wrong about one thing."

Zhen Xingjun tilted his head and sneered, "Why did I guess wrong?"

The man in the tree opened his eyes, but he still could not see anything. The skin on his face was rapidly turning into wood, but the roots of the sacred tree were vibrating!

Qin Mu said calmly, "What Xingjun guessed wrong is that he doesn't want to see me fulfill the promise to Tubo. He wants to never see me again in his life. His purpose was to let Xingjun help him suppress his wood nature and restore some of his physical body's mobility."

Zhen Xingjun sneered, and the flesh membrane behind his head vibrated. "Is this what Qin Hanzhen wants to say or what you want to say? Feng Qing, you are too conceited and overestimate your own abilities. You are too self-righteous, aren't you? Even if Qin Hanzhen recovers a little ability to move, what can he do? His magic sword has been broken, and with only half of his body, he is no match for me!"

Qin Mu shook his head and said, "This is what I want to say, and this is what he wants to say. Even gods, Buddhas, and demons cannot control everything. There are always some unwilling lives trying to jump out. It's not that he has no power to resist. Because..."

"Because, I brought his sword!"

Behind Qin Mu, a bright sword light shot up into the sky!

The Wuyou Sword shattered the wooden scabbard and suddenly fell into a large wooden hand that grew rapidly out of the sacred tree. In an instant, the sword light filled the whole hall. Qin Mu's eyes were filled with bright snow everywhere and he could not see anything else!

That was a sword technique that was close to the Tao, beyond his cognition and beyond his vision.

A sword burst out with earth-shaking power and light, the divine light was vast and the sword light was like mercury pouring down on the ground and spreading across the sky. At this moment, what Qin Mu saw was not a sword, but a person's joys and sorrows, a person's lifelong pursuit and unrepentant will!

Sword and Tao, integrated into one!

The village chief's sword pattern and the Taoist sword also lost their color in front of this mythical sword technique.

In the sword light, Zhenxingjun's exclamation was heard, and Qin Mu felt the tremendous divine power. Then an extremely strong wave of fire came, and then boundless pressure, as if the vast and heavy earth was pressing down!

He saw a huge orange-yellow star in the sword light, which contained tremendous power and seemed to crush everything. Zhenxingjun was standing in front of the huge star with tremendous majesty.

Then his eyes felt a sharp pain and he quickly closed them. He then felt the tremendous divine power suddenly weaken and then quickly fade away, followed by the sound of a door slamming.

"Qin Hanzhen, Qin Fengqing, I will come back to find you and your son!" The strange and obscure voice of Zhenxingjun became farther and farther away. With a loud bang, the treasure ship shook violently. It seemed that Zhenxingjun had escaped from the treasure ship.

Zheng.

A buzzing sound was heard, and Qin Mu quietly opened his eyes. The sword light that filled the sky and the earth just now had disappeared, and the Wuyou Sword was inserted in front of him, and the hilt was still shaking.

There was a pool of divine blood under the sword, emitting a divine light like a rosy cloud, which was quite astonishing.

Qin Mu turned around and the face of the man in the tree emerged from the tree. The wooden transformation gradually faded away, but he still closed his eyes and was unwilling to open them.

If he opens his eyes and sees him, it will trigger the covenant with Tubo, and Tubo will take his soul away. Then Wuyou Township will be exposed, and his relatives will be killed.

Qin Mu was stunned. Could it be that he would never be able to open his eyes and look at himself?

"My name is Qin Fengqing?"

Qin Mu looked at the man in the tree and whispered, "The village chief gave me a name, Mu. Qin Mu means a cowherd with the surname Qin."

He leaned against the tree, next to the man in the tree, and whispered, "Since then, I have always been called Qin Mu. Only now do I know the name my parents gave me, Feng Qing... It feels a bit strange. Are you my father?"

The person in the tree still had his eyes closed, but a branch grew out of the tree, with tender leaves growing on it, gently stroking Qin Mu's hair.

Qin Mu leaned against it quietly, with all kinds of feelings welling up in his heart.

No one had ever touched him like this, not even the pharmacist. He didn't like children, so when he cooked medicine, he would push young Qin Mu into the medicine jar, or throw him in by the legs.

The blind man didn't know how to do that either. Even if Qin Mu used his best stick skills, the blind man would just nod with his bamboo stick, showing approval but not doting.

Granny Si had never taken care of a child before. She washed and changed diapers every day. When Qin Mu grew up and became more sensible, he helped her with chores and tailoring clothes, and Granny Si would often praise him with a word or two.

The most serious Master Ma never praised anyone. When he saw Qin Mu, he always thought of his dead children and his face was very gloomy, so he almost never smiled.

The deaf man thought Qin Mu was annoying in all kinds of ways. He would always drive Qin Mu out when he was drawing. Even when he was teaching Qin Mu to read, write and draw, he would often slap Qin Mu's hands instead of praising him.

The mute is always naughty, playing all kinds of tricks on him for fun.

The lame man would often take him to steal things or steal things from him. The lame man was very childish and treated him as a partner.

As for the village chief, he has no hands or feet, and is a gloomy old man. Although he often smiles, he always seems to be worried.

No one had ever touched his head like this, not even a cold branch or leaf.

This is a feeling I have never had before.

Qin Mu tilted his head and looked at the sky, trying not to let the tears in his eyes block his vision. He always wanted to be like an adult. The adults in the village were his role models, learning how they behaved and how they handled things. However, at this moment, he felt like he was still a child, used to snuggling up to his parents.

The sacred tree he leaned against was very hard, and the trunk of the tree behind him was a little prickly, but his heart was at peace, an unprecedented tranquility, as if he had returned to the harbor of home.

The old man in the painting ran out from somewhere, looked around, then slipped under a tree and looked up, wondering why it was so quiet here.

“You’re fine…”

A hoarse voice came from the sacred tree, as if a wooden man was speaking. Every word was spoken with great difficulty and not a trace of emotion could be heard in it. However, Qin Mu's body trembled slightly.

"You're fine."

The voice of the man in the tree came, and it seemed that he could only say this one sentence. He probably had never praised the child and could not think of any more words.

The reason why he said this was that Qin Mu understood his intentions.

Qin Mu just said that father and son have a telepathic connection and that he could understand what he said, but he couldn't make a sound at that time, so how could he speak?

However, Qin Mu guessed his thoughts and lured Zhenxingjun to take the initiative to suppress part of the wood nature of the man in the tree, allowing him to use his magic power.

Then Qin Mu leaned his back against the man in the tree, giving him the opportunity to take the sword. At the same time, he used words to confuse the mind of Zhen Xingjun and gave him the opportunity to take action.

Qin Mu smiled and whispered, "We are father and son. Although we have never met before, we have some similarities. I have also made a Tubo agreement with others, and I know the tricks involved."

The man in the tree hummed.

Qin Mu leaned here, enjoying the rare tranquility. After a long time, a flower bloomed on the branch, and a fruit grew. The fruit fell off and fell into his hands, with a fragrant smell. Perhaps all parents are like this, always worrying that their children are not well fed or clothed.

Qin Mu held the fruit in his hand and suddenly asked, "Where did my mother go? Is she still alive?"

"I will go look for her."

The man in the tree said in an obscure voice: "She took you and your people to Youdu."

Qin Mu was stunned, but Granny Si found him by the Yongjiang River outside Daxu Canlao Village, not in Youdu.

So how did Qin Mu end up in Daxu?

What happened during this period?

"How do we get back to Wuyou Township?" Qin Mu continued to ask.

The man in the tree did not answer. He closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "Master Hua will take you to the study. There are things I left for you in there. If you leave, we will never see each other again." He spoke every word with great difficulty, and every word felt like a knife cutting his throat.

Qin Mu's heart tightened and his heart shrank.

Father and son don’t see each other?

The old man in the painting waved to him, indicating that he should draw the Wuyou sword.

Qin Mu calmed himself, walked forward and pulled out the Wuyou Sword that was stuck in the ground. The old man in the painting waved to him again, motioning him to follow him.

Qin Mu looked back, and the eyes of the man in the tree were still closed. He looked at the old man in the painting. The old man in the painting should be able to connect with the man in the tree. He didn't know how exactly. Maybe it was the man in the tree who gave life to the old man in the painting.

"Can't father and son meet?" Qin Mu asked loudly.

The man in the tree closed his eyes tightly, seeming to be somewhat heartless: "No."

"I will rescue you!"

Qin Mu turned around and followed the old man in the painting, shouting, "Isn't it just Tu Bo? I'll beat him up, just wait for me!"

The sacred tree stood still. The person in the tree slowly opened his eyes and tears fell from them.

He heard Qin Mu's footsteps coming from outside the room. The young man whispered to the old man in the painting, "Old Master Hua, take care of him for me after I leave."

In Baochuan's study, Hua Lao walked around and came to the bookshelf. All the books on the bookshelf had been cleared out and taken away.

"This guy Pangong Co, is he here to rob my house?" Qin Mu was furious.

Suddenly, the painter appeared in a painting and waved at him from inside the painting. Qin Mu hesitated for a moment, then walked towards the painting. Then something strange happened. He found himself walking into the painting and becoming the person in it!

In the painting, a man in white stands there, waiting quietly, as if waiting for his arrival.

————Second update today.