Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 814 - 398: Master and Apprentice Reunite

Chapter 814: Chapter 398: Master and Apprentice Reunite

The small hut was filled with the pungent scent of medicinal herbs, permeating every corner.

Jiang Shouzhong sat on the doorstep, resting his cheeks on his hands, his brows furrowed tightly, his face full of sorrow. Every so often, he patted his head as if to vent his irritation.

On the other side of the threshold, a boy named Hu was happily eating a bowl of lumpy noodle soup.

The sound of "slurp, slurp" was unusually clear in the quiet room, occasionally accompanied by the sound of sniffing.

He would occasionally glance back at the little girl lying on the bed, who looked like a delicate porcelain doll, secretly thinking to himself that this little sister was far more beautiful than the mayor’s daughter in town.

Through the detailed recounting of a young woman, Jiang Shouzhong finally gained a general understanding of this place.

This area still belonged to Nanjin Country, but its location was rather unique, bordering Dazhou and adjacent to the Ten Thousand Mountains, part of the Guozhou region.

It was quite distant from the capital city of Nanjin Country.

Even farther from Water Moon Manor.

Even using conventional carriages and horses would take at least ten days to reach it.

Jiang Shouzhong found this utterly exasperating.

He realized that anything related to the Immortal Realm or the Red Rain would always transport him inexplicably.

Last time, he was transported from Zhenxuan Mountain to the sky, then from the sky to the Tongqiu Desert in Nanjin Country, and now from the Moon in Water Bridge to Guozhou—utter absurdity.

Why not just transport me directly to Earth?

Or maybe these places were already hiding teleportation formations?

Jiang Shouzhong was full of doubt, his mind a tangled mess of unanswered questions.

However, now was not the time to get hung up on those strange teleportation phenomena. The most pressing issue was—why had he suddenly and inexplicably turned into an uncle?

And the little girl lying on the bed—was she Jiang Yi?

Could all of this be the result of the Nirvana Bone?

Thinking back to the strange visions he had seen before losing consciousness, Jiang Shouzhong speculated darkly.

"Uncle, do you know how to hunt?"

The little boy, Hu, with his round eyes sparkling with curiosity, scooted closer, clutching his bowl, and asked enthusiastically.

Jiang Shouzhong smiled, reached out to pat the boy’s head, and countered, "What do you think?"

Hu furrowed his tiny brows, earnestly considering the question. After a moment, he replied, "You probably do. If you didn’t, Uncle, you wouldn’t have been in the forest.

But you’re definitely not as good as my dad. My dad is the best hunter within ten miles around here! He’s amazing. Sometimes he can shoot two rabbits with just one arrow."

"Your dad sounds incredible." Jiang Shouzhong chuckled.

From his earlier conversation with the young woman, Jiang Shouzhong had already learned of Hu’s father’s situation.

Hu’s father had been conscripted by the Fifth Prince’s army days prior and was now fighting in Huye.

Because of this, the young woman had mistakenly assumed Jiang Shouzhong was from Huye and had anxiously inquired about the conditions there.

She simply wanted information about her husband.

Currently, Nanjin Country was embroiled in chaos as the princes battled each other, forcibly recruiting strong men from every region. In this Yu Family Village, nearly all the young healthy men had been taken, leaving behind only women, children, and the elderly.

If not for this, the women wouldn’t have been venturing into the mountains themselves to gather firewood.

Beyond that, this place had its own peculiarities.

It had once been part of Dazhou’s territory, but as Dazhou’s national strength steadily declined due to years of continuous warfare and relentless strife, it gradually lost control over parts of its land.

This area naturally became part of the transition.

The people here, eking out an existence, predominantly spoke the Central Plains dialect.

"Uncle, when do you think my dad will come back? He promised to teach me how to hunt."

Hu blinked his big eyes, filled with hope, his childish words tinged with a faint, inescapable melancholy.

Jiang Shouzhong was aware that once someone went to the battlefield, the chances of returning alive were slim.

Yet he didn’t have the heart to shatter the boy’s optimism, so he mustered a faint smile and gently comforted him, "He’ll be back soon. Perhaps by the time you’ve grown a bit older, he’ll have returned."

In the kitchen, as the Pang Family woman sorted through wild vegetables, she had been quietly eavesdropping on the conversation between the two. Hearing this, her already sorrowful face now bore an even deeper expression of worry.

Jiang Shouzhong turned and approached the bed, fixing his gaze on Jiang Yi, who had the appearance of a young girl.

He attempted to channel the Yuan Qi within himself into her body, but it was of no use—Jiang Yi remained unconscious.

"Ms. Jiang, oh Ms. Jiang, when on earth will you be back to normal?"

Jiang Shouzhong muttered to himself, his brows furrowed and face full of concern.

——

Water Moon Manor.

The ground was littered with the mangled remains of bodies, strewn haphazardly. The stench of blood saturated every inch of the air, turning the once-peaceful manor into something resembling hell.

"Ack! Ack!"

Luo Wanqing waved away the dust cloud in front of her and climbed out of the collapsed pit.

Typically regal and graceful, she now appeared somewhat disheveled, with her skirt smeared with dirt and her elegantly styled hair slightly messy.

Luo Wanqing turned to glare at Li Guanshi. "What’s going on here? The Immortal Palm—what happened to Jiang Mo?"

Li Guanshi furrowed his brows, saying nothing.

After Heaven Master Chou emerged, Luo had intended to enter the Immortal Palm to shield Jiang Mo. Yet, before she could even step inside, an abrupt burst of dazzling light erupted, and then the Immortal Palm was simply gone.

Along with it vanished Ran Qingchen, Qu Hongling, and that bizarre demon.

"...Mengniang is also gone."

Jinxiu said softly.

The young girl looked sorrowful; she had just managed to reunite with Ran Qingchen, only to part ways inexplicably again.