C48

Shenzheng of Tibetan Scriptures From 1 to 27, Shan Scripture from 2 to 22

Jing Yuanyang seemed to have discerned the doubt in Jing Mo's heart, and said indifferently: "On the first day Jing Soong and that Jing Wubing came to the Jingjia Village, they hid behind a Jing Family's Mansion and entered a house full of coffins in the ninth courtyard. Hehe, unfortunately, I was in that house during the day, and Lao'er's corpse was placed in a coffin in the middle of the house by me. At that time, I wanted to check if there were any more clues on Lao'er. When Jing Soong arrived, I immediately hid in one of the coffins, and then Jing Soong and Jing Wubing entered the house. This is called the help of the heavens. I, Jing Yuanyang, deserve to die, this is why I was able to eavesdrop on the conversation between the two scoundrels. "

Jing Mo thought: "So that's how it is."

Lee Yan, who was standing at the side, stared at Jing Yuanyang and suddenly asked: "You are someone from the Scripture Pavilion. Right? "

Jing Yuanyang shivered, then asked: "How do you know?"

Lee Yan said with a bland smile on his face, "Of course I know."

Jing Yuanyang could not help but size up Lee Yan and thought in his heart: "If this brat and Jing Wuju suddenly appeared from inside the cave, then they must have just been hiding in the cave and secretly heard me talking to the evil woman. That's why they knew that I am a person of the Scripture Pavilion — — Hehe, I presume so —"

As he thought about it, he felt relieved — the fact that the Jing Family was passed down from one of the five great sects of the Classic of Mountains and Rivers mountain, not many people knew about this secret.

Only the disciples of the Jing Family knew about it. Even after Jing Mo had been adopted for eight years, Jing Yuanhsing had never told him the secret, and was even more so forbidden to enter the nine layers of the Jing Family's Mansion. After all, the nine layers of was where all the secrets of the Jing Family were stored.

The people who learned of this secret had an ancient saying regarding Jing Family. People who were not disciples of Jing Family would never spread it to outsiders. Under the Jing Family, those who knew the secret had to keep it a secret, otherwise, Character in the Classic of Mountains and Rivers and disciples would have to work together to kill and protect each other.

Lee Yan paused, his eyes like lightning, coldly looking at Jing Yuanyang, after a while, he said: "What I do not understand is, you are just a Scripture Pavilion disciple, why would you use our Mount Sect?"

After asking this question, Jing Mo shuddered, and Jing Yuanyang's face revealed a look of astonishment, as though it was extremely strange, how did Lee Yan know about the crux of this matter …

Lee Yan stared at Jing Yuanyang, Jing Yuanyang stared at Lee Yan for a long while, then slowly said: "I didn't expect you to be someone from Mount Sect at such a young age."

Within the underground cave, a wave of killing intent had unknowingly pervaded the air, and this aura seemed to gradually thicken. Jing Mo's breathing had also become hurried because of this.

Lee Yan and Jing Yuanyang were at loggerheads, it was as though the two of them were going to start fighting in the blink of an eye.

Jing Mo was anxious and puzzled: "What is this for?"

Just a moment ago, the two of them were still acting very polite, but suddenly, when the words Scripture Pavilion and Mount Sect were mentioned, the atmosphere of the entire underground cave became subtle — —

Jing Mo looked at Lee Yan, then looked at Jing Yuanyang —

A nine year old youth, facing an old man that was as thin as a stick, actually had no fear in his eyes at all.

Jing Mo secretly admired him in his heart: "This young man who claims to be from the Mount Sect is actually as steady as Mt.

Jing Mo muttered in his heart: "What kind of organization is this Mount Sect?"

Inside a cave in the Jing Family's Mansion hall, Jing Soong looked at the anger in Old Lady Jing's eyes that seemed to be about to spew out. He hurriedly smiled apologetically: "Fourth Aunt, you misunderstood. I didn't mean that. "

The Old Lady Jing coldly snorted: "Whether or not you have it or not, you should be clear of it. — Forget it, I will not bother with you about this. I will bring you to see your mother." As she spoke, she strode inside.

Jing Soong heaved a sigh of relief, and finally had enough time to size up the situation inside the cave. He raised his head and saw that there was a stone room inside the cave. The stone room was similar in size to the room above, and there was a stone room on both sides of the cave.

The Old Lady Jing was heading towards a stone room to the east.

The stone room had no door. Under the light of the candle in Old Lady Jing's hand, there seemed to be a bed inside the stone room. A woman sat at the head of the bed.

The woman stood with her head bowed. Her back was slightly bent, and her face could not be seen.

Old Lady Jing walked over to the lady and said slowly: "Third Sister, I've come to see you."

The woman still had her head down, not saying a word.

When Jing Soong heard the two words "Third Sister" from Old Lady Jing's mouth, his heart skipped a beat: "The woman from the east room, could it be my mother?"

He was separated from his mother when he was young, so he naturally could not remember his mother's appearance. However, when he looked at the woman sitting at the head of the bed, her figure was similar to Old Lady Jing. Other than her slightly worn out clothes which revealed her excessively pale wrists, the woman sitting at the head of the bed was no different from Old Lady Jing —

Jing Soong walked over step by step, and his heart thumped uncontrollably in his chest —

"..."

Inside the Pagoda Tree Forest underground cave behind the mountain, Jing Yuanyang and Lee Yan looked at each other.

After who knows how long had passed, Jing Yuanyang coughed and took a few steps back. He said: "Little friend, since you're also a member of Mount Sect, then it's fate. "We are friends, not enemies. This underground cave is not safe, we should quickly think of a way to leave this place —"

Jing Mo was secretly impressed, with just a single word from his big grandfather, he caused the two who were at loggerheads to disappear into thin air.

Seeing that Jing Yuanyang had withdrawn his hostile aura and had instead planned to join forces with his own party and leave the cellar, Lee Yan felt that the enmity he had towards Jing Yuanyang had mostly dissipated. He thought to himself," This old fox might really be my Mount Sect's disciple that was taught to him again, even though he has never heard of it before, within the Pagoda Tree Forest, there was an imposing manner akin to a ferocious beast that only disciples of the Mount Sect can possess. It seemed that even though he was a Scripture Pavilion disciple, he had left the Jing Family since a young age. Perhaps because of this, he had become a disciple of the Mount Sect, and there was a possibility that he might not. It was possible that even Senior Master Yue had passed down his skills to Martial Uncle Huo, but his own faction definitely had nothing to do with Jing Yuanyang. Now, since Jing Yuanyang wanted to make peace with him, he couldn't make things difficult for him either. We are both Mount Sect disciples, so we still have a origin.

Lee Yan immediately nodded, and said to Jing Yuanyang: "Okay." He turned his head and called out to Jing Mo: "Wood, let's go."

"..."

Inside the underground stone room, Jing Soong was excited, he slowly walked towards the woman sitting on the bedside — —

However, what he did not notice was that under the candlelight, the eyes of the Old Lady Jing facing him flickered as the corners of his mouth slowly raised into a smile.