MOF Chapter 6

Chapter 6: Narrating the Past, Mo City is Filled with Sorrow. A Wind Comes from the South, and There is a Lord…

“Grows in winter or extremely cold places, its leaves are emerald green and divided into four petals, with light-colored yellow flowers in the center, and its roots and stems are snow-white, dissolving when exposed to water.”

After finding the method to lift the curse, Mo Nanyi closed the ancient book, put it back in its original place, and hurried out of the Book collection Pavilion.

He went all the way to Mo Wuchou’s residence, but before he arrived, he met Mo Wuchou, who was even more anxious than him, running towards him on the way.

“Brother!” Mo Wuchou lowered his voice, “Things are serious!”

Mo Nanyi’s heart tightened, and he quickly asked, “What happened?”

“These past few days, I have been observing in the town, trying to find someone with strange whereabouts who might have poisoned the people, but I didn’t expect that I couldn’t find any results. On the contrary, more and more people are being poisoned!” Mo Wuchou took a breath and continued, “Some people have already started preparing to go to Water-Ink Immortal Estate for help. If we don’t have a cure, I’m afraid that the people’s hearts will be in chaos!”

Mo Nanyi said, “I have found the antidote, but I can’t get it in a short time.”

“What?!” Mo Wuchou was overjoyed and quickly asked him, “What is the antidote?”

Mo Nanyi paused and said, “It is the Reviving Spirit Leaf that grows in winter or extremely cold places. It is currently mid-autumn; I’m afraid I have to go to an Extremely Cold Place.”

Mo Wuchou immediately volunteered, “Brother, let me go. I will definitely bring back the antidote as soon as possible!”

Mo Nanyi shook his head and said, “The Extremely Cold Place is dangerous and obstructive, so I should go.”

“Brother,” Mo Wuchou looked at him with a serious expression, “In terms of prestige among the people, you are higher than me; in terms of ability to handle affairs, you are better than me; in terms of the elders in the estate trusting you the most, you are also the first, but in terms of cultivation, I believe I am not inferior to you! Both you and I can go to the Extremely Cold Place to find medicine, but only you can handle Mo City well.”

Mo Nanyi was stunned for a moment, then couldn’t help but chuckle and said, “Alright, since that’s the case, then take a few more disciples to assist you along the way and take care of yourself.”

After Mo Wuchou left, Mo Nanyi took three disciples of Water-Ink Immortal Estate down the mountain that day. However, after two days, Water-Ink Town no longer had its former glory. There were only a few people on the street, and shops and inns were closed, creating a desolate scene.

Mo Nanyi went straight to Chun Tong Medicine Shop, where Hua Hao and several apprentices were working frantically. When Hua Hao saw Mo Nanyi and the others, a bitter smile suddenly appeared on his old face. He greeted them and said, “Young Master Nanyi, you’ve finally come!”

Mo Nanyi stepped forward and saw that the medicine shop was full of people. Those with minor injuries were either sitting or standing, while those who were seriously ill were either lying down or paralyzed. The entire medicine shop smelled foul.

“Hua Hao,” Mo Nanyi didn’t show a trace of disgust on his face, “Have you heard of Reviving Spirit Leaf?”

Hua Hao was stunned, as if he was trying to recall. After a moment, he shook his head and said, “Reviving Spirit Leaf? This old man has never heard of it.”

Mo Nanyi said, “This poison is called Seven Yang, and those who are poisoned only have seven days to live. The Reviving Spirit Leaf is the antidote.”

When Hua Hao heard this, he was both worried and happy, and quickly asked, “Then where can I get the Reviving Spirit Leaf?”

Mo Nanyi said helplessly, “The Reviving Spirit Leaf can only grow in winter or extremely cold places.”

“Extremely Cold Place?” Hua Hao’s eyes immediately filled with despair when he heard this, “Young Master Nanyi, the Extremely Cold Place is thousands of miles away from Mo City, but many people are in critical condition. How can we make it in time!”

Mo Nanyi also said helplessly, “I have already asked Wuchou to take people there and told him to return as soon as possible.”

Hua Hao looked distressed and said, “But this round trip will probably take half a month.”

Looking at the patients in the medicine shop, Mo Nanyi’s heart was also uncomfortable, but this Seven Yang can only be cured with Reviving Spirit Leaf. If there are other methods… Thinking of this, Mo Nanyi remembered the Record of Strange Contracts that he had not finished reading, and a glimmer of hope rose in his heart. Perhaps there are other life-saving methods on it!

Mo Nanyi returned to the Book collection Pavilion again and carefully read the remaining content of the Record of Strange Contracts one by one. But until he finished reading “Good Wood,” he didn’t find any content related to Seven Yang. On the contrary, his neck began to ache because he had been bowing his head for a long time.

Mo Nanyi couldn’t help but leaned against the bookshelf and sat on the ground, turning to the first item of spiritual artifacts, which was Azurefall. He was not completely unfamiliar with this sword.

This spirit sword is worn by Fufeng Daozhang of Southern Return Heavenly Pavilion in Jin City. It has a strong spiritual energy and is a top-quality sword. It is said that it can communicate with the yin and yang realms, recognize demons and distinguish evil, and kill evil and ghosts without any effort.

After reading some items, he finally saw some mysteries in the content of the Infinite Cauldron. “Infinite Cauldron, three-legged, round. Cook those who are born in the yin year, yin month, yin day, and yin hour, and have innocent minds. Drinking the soup and eating the meat can relieve the seven poisons and prolong life.”

Mo Nanyi was stunned, and a chill suddenly arose in his heart. There is such content in the Record of Strange Contracts!

Born in the yin year, yin month, yin day, and yin hour… Isn’t that, Linyuan?

Mo Nanyi slammed the book shut, and half of his back was covered in cold sweat.

Saving lives with lives, what kind of good prescription is this?

With complex emotions, he hurriedly left the Book collection Pavilion, as if he had never known about this inferior method.

While waiting for Mo Wuchou to return with the Reviving Spirit Leaf, Mo Nanyi and the three disciples, Mo Liang, Mo Zhong, and Mo Xin, went down the mountain to patrol Water-Ink Town every day. As more and more people were poisoned and more and more people died, many families in Mo City began to hold funerals.

Paper money floated in the sky above Mo City, flying over long streets and short alleys. It clearly landed silently, but it stirred up waves in people’s hearts like stones thrown into an ancient well.

Mo Nanyi understood in his heart that many poisoned people couldn’t help but want to go to Water-Ink Immortal Estate for help.

But Water-Ink Immortal Estate cannot solve everything. This Seven Yang is an ancient forbidden technique and not an ordinary poison. How can it be easily lifted? Even though Mo Nanyi had already sent people to spread the news that there was a method to lift the curse and that Mo Wuchou was currently heading to the Extremely Cold Place, he could not calm the turbulent hearts of the people.

It had been six days since Mo Wuchou left. Mo Nanyi led a large number of Water-Ink Immortal Estate disciples down the mountain every day to bury the bones and corpses of the people, using spiritual power to alleviate the poisoning, so as to temporarily comfort people’s hearts.

On this day, the sun was gradually setting in the west, and the twilight was spreading all over the world.

Mo Nanyi and his party were about to return to the immortal estate in the twilight when they saw an old woman with pale hair and a hunched figure, leaning on a wooden stick, walking towards them with difficulty.

As soon as the old woman saw Mo Nanyi, she shouted hoarsely, “Young Master Nanyi, Young Master Nanyi! Save my little grandson’s life!”

Seeing the old woman’s thin body, as thin as the wind, leaning forward and about to fall to the ground, Mo Nanyi quickly took a few steps forward and helped her up.

The old woman’s twig-like fingers grabbed Mo Nanyi’s sleeves tightly, her eyes were turbid with tears, and she said, “Young Master Nanyi, please save my little grandson’s life!”

Mo Nanyi felt bitter in his heart and said sadly, “Old woman, it’s not that we don’t want to save him, but the antidote has not arrived yet, and we really can’t do anything about it.”

When the old woman heard this, her face, which was full of sorrow, suddenly changed. She glared and said angrily, “Your Mo family is an immortal clan, and resurrection is not a problem. Why are you pushing back and forth when saving someone? Young Master Mo, this old woman respects you for your integrity and honesty, so I came here to ask you for help! Now it seems that the rumors that immortal clans abandon the common people for their own self-preservation are not false!”

Mo Zhong, who was on the side, said sternly, “Old woman, you can’t say that. The poison that the people of Water-Ink Town have been poisoned with is very difficult to cure…”

The old woman restrained her expression, stood up, dusted off the dust on her skirt, sighed, and interrupted him, “Why bother with sophistry? These past few days, the people of Mo City have been dying one after another. Has any immortal lord come to eliminate our disasters? Water-Ink Immortal Estate has been admired by the people for thousands of years, but I didn’t expect that when disaster strikes, all the hopes of the people would be in vain!”

Mo Liang felt a little injustice in his heart and was about to refute a few words, but was stopped by Mo Nanyi’s “Don’t be rude.”

Seeing that there was no hope of saving her grandson, the old woman’s face, which was already full of vicissitudes, suddenly became gloomy. She looked at Mo Nanyi with disappointment, and tremblingly grasped the wooden stick in her hand and walked back.

Mo Nanyi sighed softly and only said, “In this disaster, the Mo family has done nothing, and it is inevitable that the people will be disappointed.”

Mo Xin spoke at this time and said, “But the fault is not with us, but with the person who poisoned the people behind the scenes. How could that old woman say such things?”

Mo Nanyi turned his head and saw that the streets were full of people lying with festering skin and hanging by a thread. He couldn’t help but lower his voice and said, “The day Wuchou returns will be the time to save people and cure diseases. Let’s go, let’s go back first today and come again tomorrow.”

As he spoke, several people died instantly, and cries of sorrow and wails filled the streets. A middle-aged man with ragged clothes and a limping leg shouted in pain on the street, “People are dead! People are dead again!”

“A great disaster has fallen from the sky, and there is a great calamity in the world! If you want to survive, listen to me!!”

The cries and noises on the long street were all quiet, and there was silence for a while.

The man slowly moved from the beginning of the street to the end, and no one disturbed him during the whole process. He opened his mouth, his face full of madness, revealing his almost bloodless mouth, and said word by word: “This poison can be cured! This poison can be cured! The people of Water-Ink Immortal Estate are keeping it hidden and unwilling to tell you, so let me tell you!”

“This poison is called Seven Yang, and those who are poisoned only have seven days to live. Eat a bite of a saint’s flesh to increase ten years of yin and yang life! This is written in the ancient book Record of Strange Contracts, and it is absolutely correct!”

Mo Nanyi was shocked in his heart and thought that this person’s origin was definitely not simple, otherwise how would he know the contents of the Record of Strange Contracts?

Mo Zhong said angrily, “Bold thief, how dare you speak wildly and confuse the people!”

“I’m speaking wildly? Hahahaha!” The man turned around and saw that his lips were purple, his face was yellow, and he asked Mo Nanyi with a big laugh, “Young Master Nanyi is full of knowledge and has broad knowledge and strong memory. Why don’t you tell everyone, am I speaking wildly?”

Mo Nanyi glanced at him and said sternly, “Nonsense, how can you take it seriously?”

“How do you know it’s fake if you don’t try it?” The man’s hair was scattered in front of his forehead, covering his eyes. He faced Mo Nanyi and the others, “Water-Ink Immortal Estate is a century-old immortal clan, and the disciples are naturally full of spiritual bones and immortal energy, innocent minds, and pure goodness. I wonder who best fits the word ‘saint’?”

Mo Xin said coldly, “If you insist on talking nonsense like this, don’t blame us for being rude.”

“I won’t say it, I won’t say it. In front of the people of the immortal clan, how dare we common people be arrogant?” The man waved his hand, with a bit of a smile in his tone, swayed his body, and lay down on the ground nimbly, “How dare we ants bother the dignified Mo family to save us?”

Mo Nanyi saw something strange and asked, “Who are you? Or who is instructing you?”

“Me?” The man pointed to himself, his eyes turned, “An unknown person, not worth mentioning.”

The people in the street had already begun to whisper to each other, and some even stood up and asked the man, “Is what you said true?”

The man shook his head and smiled, “Absolutely true!”

When that person heard this, his face couldn’t help but show joy, as if he had seen a life-saving immortal, and muttered to himself, “There is hope. There is hope. Saint, where is the saint?!”

The man stretched out his hand and said meaningfully, “Far away, isn’t it right in front of you?”

The crowd followed the direction of his finger and saw the flowing twilight and the proud Mo Nanyi standing together, forming a picture of an immortal who was not like the mortal world.

Behind Mo Nanyi were the distant mountains and high rocks, with clear outlines that gradually faded with the arrival of twilight.

A wind comes from the south, and a lord descends from the sky.