Warren's Rise and Fall

Zhangsun Mingzhi and Wang Lunwo stood in front of the old and quiet house, which was covered with moss. The walls of the house looked a little mottled, revealing the traces of time. They walked forward slowly and knocked on the dilapidated door carefully.

The door creaked, as if telling a long-lost story. The sound echoed in the quiet air, causing the two to unconsciously become nervous. They waited quietly, their eyes met, and their hearts were filled with anticipation.

After a while, the door slowly opened a crack, and a faint light came out from inside. Changsun Mingzhi and Wang Lunwo held their breath and approached the crack, trying to peek inside. However, it was dark behind the door, with only a stale smell blowing in, which made people curious.

They hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to step into this mysterious house. The moss under their feet made a slight "rustling" sound, as if warning them. The room was filled with a damp smell, and the lime on the wall had peeled off, revealing the bricks and stones inside. The windows were covered with dust, and the sunlight shone through the gaps onto the ground, creating mottled light and shadows.

Changsun Mingzhi and Wang Lunwo walked carefully and looked around. The scene before them made them feel an inexplicable awe. The ancient furniture was arranged in an orderly manner, as if waiting for the return of its owner. The faded calligraphy and paintings hung on the wall seemed to tell of the past glory. They stared at these quietly, as if they could feel the erosion of time.

In this moss-covered house, Changsun Mingzhi and Wang Lunwo seemed to be in another time and space, everything seemed so strange and mysterious. They didn't know what kind of story was hidden here.

At this time, an old lady with gray hair came out from the inner room and asked, "What do you two want to do in this shabby old house?"

"Hello, old lady, we want to ask you about someone named Yi Mu, who is a monk." Wang Lunwo stepped forward and asked.

"Who are you and what is your relationship with him?"

Wang Lunwo saw that there was a chance, so he said quickly, "To be honest, I was once a comrade-in-arms with Centurion Yi Mu in White Eagle City. Unfortunately, White Eagle City was breached by monsters, and Centurion Yi Mu also died heroically. He asked me to bring a message to his family, so I came to Muman City."

"What did you say, Yi Mu is dead?"

Wang Lunwo saw that something was wrong and said, "He was indeed killed in the battle against the monster. Please accept my condolences."

"Oh, my poor Mu'er, why are you doing this? Do you have to sacrifice your life in White Eagle City?"

Wang Lunwo saw that there was something hidden in this, so he agreed with the old lady. "Old lady, is there anything in this that we don't know?"

A line of clear tears flowed from the old lady's turbid eyes, "Forget it, forget it, it's been so many years, it doesn't hurt to tell you." The old lady seemed to be lost in memories, "In fact, I was originally a servant of the Mu Yi clan. Yi Mu is actually the illegitimate son of me and a young master of the Mu Yi clan. But he has been gifted since he was a child, but due to the difference in status, his outstanding talent has become a target of attack by others. People in the clan always say that his father, a young master of the Mu Yi clan, gave him some cultivation resources in private, so he has outstanding talent. But as a mother, I know that the young master was just having fun for a while, and he never asked about Yi Mu behind the scenes. It was only after discovering that Yi Mu had outstanding talent that he asked a few questions, and there was no mention of cultivation resources. It was also because Yi Mu was strong and did not waste his talent. Instead, he practiced more diligently than other people in the family, so he stood out among his peers. That year he was only 17 20 years old. What a coincidence, he was favored by the noble lady in the family. My poor son had never experienced the relationship between men and women and knew nothing about it. After a few days, he was fascinated by the noble lady in the family. Both of them were virgins, and they did extraordinary things under the moonlight. Originally, the noble lady said that she wanted to marry Yi Mu. But when the head of the family learned about this, due to Yi Mu's status as a servant and an illegitimate child, he did not agree to the marriage, and even slandered Yi Mu for seducing the lady. In this way, a basin of dirty water was poured on Yi Mu. How could he have encountered such a thing at such a young age? He left the family in anger, and his cheap father never said a word to help him from beginning to end. My poor son, I didn't expect that after more than years, what I waited for was your death letter. "The old lady said and burst into tears, "My poor son, what sin have I committed!"

"Old man, please be more open-minded. The dead cannot be resurrected." Changsun Mingzhi stepped forward to comfort him.

Wang Lunwo had not expected this to happen. It turned out that Centurion Yimu was indeed from a family in Muman City, but he was not a young master, and was almost driven away by the head of the family. Although Centurion Yimu's past seemed unsatisfactory, they were after all real friends of life and death, and he even taught him his skills before he died. So he immediately said to Yimu's mother, "Old lady, Centurion Yimu died on the battlefield. He died gloriously, and he also regained his glory."

The old lady was stunned when she heard this, "Yes, yes, you are right, my son is a hero who died on the battlefield, and he died a worthy death." A glimmer of light seemed to emerge from the old lady's turbid eyes.

Chang Sun Mingzhi saw that the purpose of this trip had been achieved, so he turned to look at Wang Lunwo, "Now that the matter here is over, can we leave too?"

"Okay." Wang Lunwo bowed to the old lady and said, "Old lady, since I have delivered your message, we will take our leave first."

The old lady waved to the two of them, and they also waved goodbye.

Changsun Mingzhi and Wang Lunwo walked silently, thinking about what happened to Centurion Yimu just now. Changsun Mingzhi looked solemn, frowning slightly, as if he was thinking about something important. There was a hint of worry in his eyes, as if he was uneasy about the future situation.

Wang Lunwo seemed more thoughtful. He walked quietly without saying a word, but his eyes flashed with thinking. He seemed to be thinking about the next plan in his mind and how to deal with possible situations.

The two did not communicate much, but just walked silently, and the atmosphere along the way seemed a little solemn. Their steps seemed a little heavy, as if they were carrying a huge pressure.

Finally, they arrived at the Fulai Restaurant. There were red lanterns hanging at the door of the restaurant, and the sign at the door was particularly eye-catching under the light. Changsun Mingzhi and Wang Lunwo looked at each other, and then walked into the restaurant silently.