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The last time Lan Shi Zui saw the little kid, he was behind the bushes of the Mo family residence. He himself was too distracted with the sudden appearance of a feral ghost that he is unable to ponder more on the eerie feelings that he has upon seeing the seemingly calm kid.
He first saw the kid when was helping the little kid from being bullied by the young master of the Mo family upon their arrival to the village. Guilt suddenly crept when he remember what happen to the family.
He remember hearing from the townsfolk on the misfortune of the small kid. And he can not help but to sympathize with him. The kid is apparently a son of a blind beggar. They used to begs for food or doing small help for the town people for small changes. Until suddenly the mother went missing.
The little kid says that he doesn't know where her mother has gone to, so everyone went looking to search for her. But days went pass by and still she can not be found. Until suddenly her body was found. It was in such a horrible condition that they immediately bury her.
They can not bear to tell the kid and simply let him be. The Mo family, somewhat taking pity of his condition allow him to settle in their donkey hut. The donkey was known to be rebellious. It wont let anyone touch or ride on him. But it seems to allow the little kid to stay. Though the young master of the Mo family feel that he own the place and sometimes more than less. Come just to make a ransack, cursing on the pitiful kid.
But how come that same little kid now appear again here. Long way to Dafan mountain?
And even more, that Han Guang Jun seemingly had found something from the kid that shocked him so much Shi Zui doesn't even need to study him to know.
The brief image that he saw of the little kid strangely calm composure and the vanishing streak of red in his blue eyes doesn't even crosses his questioning mind now. For Jiang Wan Yin, the leader of Jiang sect had appears to be so angry he shouted and flashes his whip.
At a kid!
A twang of quqin, and the slash of the whip is neutralized. Lan Shi Zui inhale a breath.
"Oh.. Why are the second master Lan, appear to try so hard to protect this person who hide... Behind a bush!"
Another slash of whip, calmly replied by a pick of quqin string.
"It's a kid" was Han Guang Jun reply. Standing in front of the wide eyed kid who are kneeling on all four. His wide blue eyes swept up to the man in white clothes. And Han Guang Jun avert his gazes after a couple of second. Determination in his eyes as he address the Jiang sect leader.
"What?" Jiang Wan Yin throw his eyes to one of his subordinate. Seemingly unsure the young cultivator is trembling while shaking his head.
"Sect Leader Jiang, if I may say, this was merely a misunderstanding. Whatever have happened that the Ghost General appear can not be due to a child.. The sound of flute. May have come from his direction but he is merely a child. Would not it be possible that the real culprit has escaped?"
Lan Shi Zui bows deeply as he tried his best to make up proper explanation in between his trembling lips. He hopes.. No, prays that the Sect Leader will believe his explanation and not inspect further. For he will surely see the makeshift of a flute. Loosely gripped by the little kid right hand.