Practice Remembering You

Seeing traces of people, Wu Mengjie flew over there quickly.

As the distance got closer, we could see that this was a village. A large group of people were dancing around a huge bonfire, seemingly celebrating something.

The people who were celebrating suddenly felt a pressure coming. They were all startled and looked up at the sky.

"Shu~"

Wu Mengjie came flying rapidly from the air and landed gently on the ground.

When everyone saw this, they immediately knelt on the ground and said, "Greetings, Master Monk!"

This title made Wu Mengjie a little surprised. The other party did not call him a master, immortal or celestial being, but called him a cultivator. That meant he was definitely not in Dongzhou, but he was not sure where exactly.

So he asked, "Who is your village chief?"

"Greetings, Master Monk. I am Su Jin, the chief of the Fish Hunting Village. May I know what instructions you have for me?" A middle-aged man in gray patched clothes walked out and asked respectfully.

"This is where?"

The village chief reacted quickly. Thinking of the other party's identity as a cultivator, he knew that the other party was definitely not asking about the village's information, but more detailed information, so he replied: "My lord, this is the Fish Hunter Village under the jurisdiction of the Moon Shadow Sect in the Northern Province of the Western Region."

"Western Regions?!" Wu Mengjie opened his eyes in surprise, and then whispered to himself: "Why is it so far?"

Seeing him like this, everyone didn't dare to say anything and could only wait on the side.

After a moment, Wu Mengjie asked again: "Moon Shadow Sect? How can it be under the jurisdiction of the sect? Shouldn't it be managed by the court? Where is the city of the court here?"

The villagers were a little confused when they heard this, and seemed not to understand what Wu Mengjie said.

The village chief said, "Your Excellency, our ancestors have lived here, and the sect has always managed this area. As for the city and the court you mentioned, we don't know what they are."

This place is too unfamiliar. I arrived here suddenly and there is no one who can explain anything to me.

It's too bad that I don't know anything about the cultural rules and regulations of this place.

I originally thought that I would register in the surrounding cities and learn more about them in the city, but now the mortals here don't even know the city. There is only one sect, do I have to go to a sect?

Although it is not very clear, it seems that the imperial court is not particularly polite to these sects, and correspondingly, the sects are not very friendly to the imperial court either.

As a person holding an official position, I should be treated with hostility. But my official certificate was damaged and lost in the turbulence of time and space, so am I still an official now?

While Wu Mengjie was thinking, he subconsciously observed the place. He found that there were many children here, their hands were tied with rattan sticks, and they were standing in a line.

In front of them, there was a long sword standing on the ground.

There was some blood left on the blade of the long knife, and most of the children showed fear in their eyes when they looked at the long knife.

On the other side of the long knife, there were five children. They clenched their hands tightly, blood dripped from their hands, and their expressions were somewhat painful, but they tried their best not to show it.

Looking at the adults nearby, it was clear that these children did not look like they were trafficked, so they couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"

"Replying to Master Monk, it is like this, we are holding a fishing festival, which is the most important day of the year in our village."

Wu Mengjie had a strange expression on his face, pointing at the children: "What about these children? If I'm not mistaken, they seem to be cutting their hands with knives? Is this also part of the fishing festival?"

"That's not it." The village chief said, "These are two things that happened at the same time. Tomorrow is the day when the Moon Shadow Sect recruits disciples. There will be monks like you coming down. They will bring a round ball for testing. As long as these children touch it and pass the test, they will be accepted."

Wu Mengjie was a little confused: "What does this have to do with these kids cutting their hands with knives?"

"Your Excellency may not know that once they touch the ball with their bloody hands, the chances of passing will increase."

Wu Mengjie was somewhat speechless: "The sects accept disciples based on their spiritual roots. Whether a person has spiritual roots is innate, and has nothing to do with whether you cut your hands or not. If a person does not have spiritual roots, let alone cutting his hands, he will not have any spiritual roots even if you chop off his hands. If a person has spiritual roots, he will still succeed even if he does not hurt himself at all."

After hearing what Wu Mengjie said, the village chief did not refute anything, but just lowered his head and said: "Your Excellency is right."

However, apart from this sentence, there was no intention to stop doing this kind of thing. Wu Mengjie just sighed in his heart.

This kind of ceremony must have been held in the village for many years and it has become a habit. After all, I am an outsider, and even if I am a monk, I cannot change it casually.

Anyway, we already know that these children were not abducted, so nothing else matters.

At this time, the village chief said, "You must have come from far away. We know very little about you. Why don't you stay overnight? When the monk from the Moon Shadow Sect comes down tomorrow, you can consult him."

Wu Mengjie thought about it and decided that this was the only way. As for his identity, he would try to hide it as much as possible before knowing the Yueying Sect's attitude towards the imperial court.

So he nodded and followed the village chief to his house.

Wu Mengjie did not occupy the bed. After all, he did not need to sleep. He just needed to meditate and practice. So he sat on a wooden stool to practice.

After settling Mengjie down, the village chief went out to continue the celebration.

These guys didn't finish until very late.

Late at night, Wu Mengjie, who was practicing, felt a wave of true energy passing by and landing outside, at the bonfire where the villagers had just celebrated.

Wu Mengjie opened his eyes, carefully pushed open the window, and stuck his head out to look out.

There was a monk standing there, but from this angle, only his back could be seen.

However, when Wu Mengjie saw that figure from behind, his eyes widened and his mouth opened slightly.

It was the back of a young girl. She had black hair that fell naturally, and she was wearing a refreshing light blue dress. Her skin was as smooth as water. She was barefoot, and there were two bells tied around her ankles with red ropes.

It turned out to be Shi Dongdong, the person Wu Mengjie had been thinking about for all these years!

Wu Mengjie rubbed his eyes quickly, thinking he had seen it wrong. However, after rubbing his eyes, Shi Dongdong was still there, it was not fake!

At this time, Shi Dongdong was holding a crystal clear map in his hand, with his head tilted, looking at it with a worried look on his face.

Wu Mengjie walked out of the house subconsciously: "That..."

Shi Dongdong, who was looking at the map, felt some movement behind him and turned around quickly. He stared at Wu Mengjie with a pair of eyes emitting light blue light. It was obvious that Shi Dongdong had now recovered to the fourth level of spiritual consciousness.

Being stared at by Shi Dongdong, Wu Mengjie looked away embarrassedly. He originally wanted to say a lot of things, but at this moment he suddenly felt his brain go blank and couldn't speak.

Shi Dongdong raised one eyebrow slightly and lowered the other, looking at Wu Mengjie with curiosity.

"Well... have we met somewhere before? Why do you feel so familiar?" Shi Dongdong spoke. To Wu Mengjie, her voice sounded as beautiful as an elf, and his face turned red immediately.

"I have seen him!" Wu Mengjie replied, "I have seen him before, in that...that...Eastern Region, yes, Eastern Region, Dongzhou, outside Zhuiming City, at a bandit group."

"Oh!" Shi Dongdong clapped his hands: "You are the kid next to Zhang Yu, right? Wow, in a blink of an eye, you have grown so big!"

When Wu Mengjie heard Shi Dongdong calling him a child, he felt a little uncomfortable: "Well, I'm an adult, not a child anymore. Also, my name is Wu Mengjie."

"Haha!" Shi Dongdong laughed heartily, walked up to Wu Mengjie and patted him on the back: "Yes, yes, yes, you are already a grown man, if I still call you a kid, you will definitely be angry."

Shi Dongdong looked him up and down and nodded: "By the way, Xiaowu, your cultivation has improved very quickly. It has only been a few years since that time, and you are already in the late stage of magic! How did it happen?"

Wu Mengjie was shocked when he was told of his hidden strength, but when he thought that Shi Dongdong was now a cultivator in the Spiritual Consciousness Realm, he accepted it.

Wu Mengjie adjusted his mentality: "I just have a goal, and then I work hard towards it, take on as many missions as possible, get resources, and repeat over and over again. When I come to my senses, this is what I am now."