Under One Person: A Certain Scientific Railgun

Chapter 73 Covering one's ears while stealing a bell

Seeing that his apprentice was still unable to say a word when facing Zuo Ruotong again after many years, Wang Yaozu sighed inwardly.

"Left Gate Chief."

Wang Yaozu clasped his hands in a fist salute and bowed to Zuo Ruotong.

At the same time, he took a step forward and used half of his body to shield Li Muxuan behind him.

"Um."

Zuo Ruotong nodded indifferently, her attitude hardly friendly.

After all, no matter what, Wang Yaozu's identity is that of a member of the Quanxing Demon Clan.

Although Zuo Ruotong allowed him to stay in Sanyi Town to pass on his skills because he hadn't done anything too bad.

But Quanxing is Quanxing. Only Zuo Ruotong is gentle. If it were someone else, they wouldn't care whether you have committed heinous crimes or not.

Once you're sure you're from Quanxing, just kill him, and no one else will say a word!

Wang Yaozu himself was well aware of this.

So after exchanging greetings, he wisely stepped aside.

Zhuge Yan did not speak; he simply stared silently at Li Muxuan, who was clenching his fists.

He was pondering whether he should simply find a pretext to kill Li Muxuan now.

Ultimately, although the tragedy of the Sanyi Sect was caused by Wugensheng, the cause of the incident was inextricably linked to Li Muxuan!

However, after a brief moment of thought, Zhuge Yan also abandoned this idea.

It's not that I can't bring myself to do it. After all, considering that he became Wang Yaozu's disciple and that he suddenly attacked me back then, killing him is perfectly justifiable!

The problem is that even if Li Muxuan is killed, the problems within the Sanyi Sect will still exist and will not disappear.

To put it bluntly, Wugensheng was just a catalyst, an opportunity to tear away the fig leaf covering the Sanyi Sect.

No matter how well it's concealed, a lie is still a lie.

You can hide it for a while, but not forever!

If you don't dare to face the cruel reality, what's the difference between that and being forever immersed in the inner world?

Oh, maybe in the inner realm, the Reverse Life Triple Realm really can "reach the heavens"?

This is like burying your head in the sand...

Thinking of this, Zhuge Yan did not look at the master and disciple again.

The two groups passed each other without exchanging any words.

Watching Zuo Ruotong and her group gradually disappear into the distance, Li Muxuan clenched his fists tightly.

He couldn't understand why, even though he hadn't done anything wrong, he always felt guilty whenever he saw Zuo Ruotong.

It's like a child who has made a mistake and is caught red-handed by an adult in the family.

"He's not my master, why should I be afraid of him?!"

After silently encouraging himself, Li Muxuan took a deep breath.

"So what if I'm Lu Jin? So what if I'm Zhuge Yan? You just wait, I'll prove to you sooner or later that you were wrong about what happened back then!"

Meanwhile, on the other side...

"Master, there's something I don't understand."

Lu Jin suddenly asked.

"What is it?"

"That Wang Yaozu is clearly a demon of the Quanxing sect, why do you...?"

"Why didn't you kill him?"

"Um."

Lu Jin nodded.

"Firstly, although Wang Yaozu is a member of Quanxing, he has only ever done petty theft over the years and has never taken a life."

Secondly, his skill in manipulating objects in all directions is truly exquisite, and as his teacher, I genuinely cannot bear to see this art lost.

"Aww..."

Actually, there was another reason that Zuo Ruotong didn't mention, and that was because of Li Muxuan.

Zuo Ruotong has always felt guilty about what happened to Li Muxuan back then.

In his view, it was because he was blinded by anger back then and lost his composure that Li Muxuan went astray.

Since Li Muxuan had already become Wang Yaozu's disciple back then, the die was cast, and even if he killed Wang Yaozu, it would still be of no use.

All these factors combined led Zuo Ruotong to choose to allow Wang Yaozu, this Quanxing sorcerer, to teach disciples at the foot of Sanyi Mountain.

"Alright, let's ignore them and keep going."

"yes!"

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Two days after leaving Sanyi Town, the three of them arrived at a mountain valley where the population was dwindling.

After walking for another half an hour, a village suddenly came into view of the three masters and disciples.

The village is small, with a dozen or so households scattered among the mountains, and wisps of smoke rising from their chimneys.

As the sun began to set and hunger pangs grew, they could not find a decent restaurant or inn.

"Master, it seems we'll have to stay at a farmhouse tonight."

Lu Jin looked at the scene before him and said.

Zuo Ruotong nodded slightly.

"Yes, find a household, buy some food, but don't disturb them too much."

The three arrived at a farmhouse that looked fairly tidy.

The courtyard wall was made of adobe bricks, and the gate was tightly locked.

Lu Jin stepped forward and knocked on the door: "Excuse me, is the owner home?"

A moment later, the door creaked open, and a young woman who looked to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old peeked out.

He wore faded coarse cloth clothes, had a handsome face, but bore the marks of hard work, and his eyes revealed both simplicity and a hint of wariness.

Behind her was a little boy, about four or five years old, with a chubby face, who was timidly clutching his mother's clothes and looking at the stranger.

Seeing a Taoist priest with an air of otherworldly wisdom and two distinguished young men standing outside the door, the woman's wariness lessened, and she mustered her courage to step forward and inquire:

"Gentlemen...is there anything I can help you with?"

Lu Jin clasped his hands in a fist salute, his tone gentle.

"Madam, we are just passing by. It's getting late, and we'd like to buy some food from you. Is that convenient for us? The price is negotiable."

Upon hearing this, the woman's face showed a hint of embarrassment.

"Well... I'm so sorry, guests. Life is hard for people in the mountains, and we really don't have much food left over. It's just enough for my daughter and me to eat..."

Looking at the three travelers, who were covered in dust from their journey, and then at the sky, she hesitated for a moment, but her kindness as a mountain person prevailed.

"However, if you gentlemen don't mind the simple meal, please come in and have a meal. Money... no need for money."

As she spoke, she unlocked the door and greeted the three of them, saying, "Please come in, it's chilly outside."

The three of them exchanged a glance.

In this chaotic world where people prey on each other, it is truly rare to encounter such a simple and honest family.

Zuo Ruotong bowed and said, "Thank you for your generosity, host. I have already troubled you; how could I accept this meal for free?"

The room was simply furnished with a square table, a few benches, and some farm tools piled up in the corner.

The woman quickly brought out several cornbread buns, a dish of pickled vegetables, and a pot of steaming hot porridge that was almost reflective enough to see your reflection in it.

Clearly, this was the best she could offer her guests.

The little boy stared longingly at the steamed buns on the table, swallowed hard, but sensibly kept quiet.

Lu Jin took out his money pouch and placed a rather large piece of silver on the table.

"Sister-in-law, please accept this small token of our appreciation; consider it payment for the meal."