Practice Remembering You

A smile appeared on Zhang Yuan's face, and he ran a few steps to catch up. However, when he reached the gate, Zhang Yuan obviously hesitated.

"What's wrong, brother?" Zhang Yu touched Zhang Yuan's head.

"In the past, my father wouldn't let me go out at this time. If I go out now, will he be angry?" Zhang Yuan expressed his concerns honestly.

"Haha, it's okay." Zhang Yu smiled after hearing this. His family was so strict, probably because he was almost abducted by human traffickers. So he said to his brother, "You don't have to worry about anything with me here, but you have to stay by my side all the time and don't go too far, understand?"

Zhang Yuan nodded repeatedly.

The group went out like this, with Zhang Yu alone, but no attendants.

In fact, it was not very late. Zhang Yu, Mo Xue and the other three did not go back to the Mo Mansion directly, but took a walk on the street.

It was still very busy outside at this time, and every shop on the street was decorated with a string of lights.

The children of shop owners would play and have fun not far from their own shops, their laughter clear and full of childlike innocence.

In the restaurant, on the stove exposed outside, the firewood was burning with a crisp sound, and the big pot was frying with a clanging sound.

On top of the Red Mansion, graceful and charming women stood upstairs, half-lying lazily in front of the railings, covering their red cheeks with their hands, whispering to each other, and occasionally glancing at the men downstairs with their eyes.

Not far away, the storyteller in front of the teahouse was telling a touching story vividly, which made the audience applaud.

For a moment, there were string and wind music, ringing bells, bustling crowds, and vendors calling out, and several sounds intertwined to form this prosperous scene.

Zhang Yu and Mo Xue now seemed to have opened up their conversation boxes, and they had endless topics to talk about.

They started by talking about his childhood, then moved on to Zhang Yu going to Qiuling Mountain to learn martial arts, and then coming back. There was always a new topic every time.

The two younger brothers following behind were somewhat speechless, but fortunately their older siblings would buy things for them wherever they went.

No matter what delicious or fun things you want, as long as you ask for them, your brothers and sisters will buy them for you. Just don't disturb their conversation, there are no restrictions at all.

The mortals felt the pressure of Zhang Yu's true energy and wanted to give it away for free, but Zhang Yu refused and insisted on payment.

After walking around outside for a long time, it was indeed getting late and the shops outside had already started to close.

This made Mo Xue a little worried, because today's time was indeed much longer than before, and she was worried that her parents would punish her.

Not only Mo Xue, Mo Bao also realized the seriousness of the situation at this time, but when he looked at his sister beside him, he felt a lot more relaxed. With his sister supporting him in front, he should not be punished too badly.

Sent back to the Mo Mansion.

At this time, Mo Feng, Chen Ying, and a group of "powerful and influential" people from the Mo family were waiting at the door.

Mo Xue thought something bad was going to happen and was even prepared to be criticized, but when she got closer, she was surprised to find that her parents were not angry.

Everyone felt the pressure of Zhang Yu's true energy, and their bodies were trembling a little, but they were all standing firm at this time.

Seeing Zhang Yu coming over, they all saluted to him in unison: "Welcome Immortal Zhang."

Zhang Yu quickly stepped forward and helped everyone up: "Uncle and aunt, what are you doing? Don't do this. This is really killing me."

After helping them up, Zhang Yu spoke for Mo Xue: "Today I took Sister Xue and Mo Bao out for a stroll. Because I haven't seen Sister Xue for a long time, I forgot the time while chatting with her, which led to me coming back at this time. I hope uncle and aunt will not blame her."

"Don't worry, Master Zhang. We are relieved that our daughter has you with her." Mo Feng was still very reserved.

"Uncle Mo, just call me Xiaoyu like before. You are my elder, and calling me so respectfully makes me feel uncomfortable."

"Okay, Xiaoyu." Mo Feng nodded and repeated.

Mo Xue thought of the gift at this time, so she said to Zhang Yu: "Brother Yu, wait here for me, I will go get the gift I made for you."

After saying that, he took Mo Bao and walked into the house.

Mo Xue entered the house, Zhang Yu was still standing outside, Mo Feng invited: "Xiao Yu, why don't you come in and wait for Xiao Xue to come."

Zhang Yu shook his head: "No need, Uncle Mo, I'll just wait here for a while. It's already quite late, and I have to send my brother home early."

"Oh."

After he finished speaking, the scene fell into silence again. Since the immortal Zhang Yu didn't move, it would be difficult for these ordinary people to move.

Zhang Yu thought of a question, and Mo Xue hadn't come yet, so it was a good time to ask: "Um, Uncle Mo, I want to ask you something."

"You say!" Mo Feng responded reflexively, but immediately realized that he had made a wrong response and changed his words: "You say."

"During the ten years I was away from home, what happened between our two families?"

These words shocked the Mo family leaders. Mo Feng calmed down and asked in confusion, "Nothing happened? Why would Xiaoyu ask about this? But did your father say anything?"

Seeing the other party's response, Zhang Yu confirmed his guess and shook his head at Mo Feng: "My father didn't say anything, it's just that after I became a cultivator... immortal, my sensory ability has been greatly improved, and I can capture people's expressions no matter how subtle they are.

When Mo Xue came to my house today, although everything was normal, when my family looked at Mo Xue, their emotions were somewhat complicated, but they were hidden very deeply.

Now that I'm here, you, your aunt, and others all look at me with mixed emotions in your eyes, just like when my parents looked at Mo Xue. There must be something wrong here."

After hearing Zhang Yu's words, everyone present was horrified. Is this an immortal? He has such great abilities just after becoming an immortal. He can even see the complex emotions in their eyes. Zhang Yu can actually see what they are thinking.

For a moment, there was some hesitancy in the field, as if there were some things that Mo Feng was not comfortable saying.

Zhang Yu sighed inwardly: "If it's not convenient to say it, it's better not to say it, otherwise I would be too rude."

"Coming!"

At this time, Mo Xue walked out of the room with a fan in her hand and handed it to Zhang Yu: "This is a fan I made with great care. I hope you like it, but you should be prepared. It is definitely not as good as those made by master craftsmen."

Zhang Yu took the fan. It was heavy in the hand and the quality of the materials used was very solid.

"Wow!"

Zhang Yu shook his wrist, and the fan opened wide. The scent of ink wafted into the air, and a landscape ink painting appeared before his eyes. In the painting, there were mountains and abundant waters, and in the foreground there were purple bamboos growing vigorously.

"Nice painting!" Zhang Yu blurted out sincerely. With another flick of his wrist, he folded the fan, weighed it lightly in his hand, and nodded in praise: "Nice fan! Sister Xue, I like this fan you prepared for me very much."

"I'm glad you like it." Seeing that Zhang Yu liked it, Mo Xue was also very happy, with a smile on her face.

When the elder of the Mo family saw this, his eyes became even more complicated, but he immediately thought that Zhang Yu could discover their changes, so he immediately stopped thinking about it and shifted his thoughts away.

But even so, Zhang Yu also noticed their changes.

Zhang Yu now has a strong liking for Mo Xue, which causes his thoughts to involuntarily lean towards the corresponding things. Therefore, a strange thought inexplicably arises in his mind: Could it be that Sister Xue has a marriage engagement?

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Zhang Yu felt a little uncomfortable in his heart and wanted to ask immediately, but Mo Xue was here now, so it was not convenient to ask.

So he said goodbye and took his brother back.

On the way, Zhang Yuan noticed that his brother seemed to be in a bad mood: "Brother, you seem unhappy. What are you thinking about?"

"Oh?" Zhang Yu smiled and said, "Why are you unhappy? I'm fine."

"But after you came out from Sister Mo Xue's place, your brows have been furrowed. It wasn't like that before."

Zhang Yu smiled and patted Zhang Yuan's head: "Nothing, let's go home quickly."

When I returned to Zhang's house, my family members were waiting for me.

After chatting for a while, Zhang Yu asked the same questions as in Mo's house, and also told his family members about his ability to detect micro-expressions.

The family’s reaction was the same as that of the Mohists. Perhaps ordinary people would have the same reaction after hearing this.

Zhang Yu waited quietly for a reply.