[R18] Erha and he’s white cat master – “Erha and He’s White Cat Master” Chapter 298 [English]

Chapter 298 [The Peak of Death and Life] Man is not as good as God

The rain was beating on the eaves. In the silence, Shi Mo took a sip of tea and said, as if he had made up his mind, “Let me show you something.”

He took out a rusty bronze mirror from the Qiankun bag. The edge of the mirror was engraved with flying phoenixes and dragons, as well as the sun, moon, and universe.

“This mirror is called Yesterday’s Mirror, and it is a relic of my father. My father’s surname is Mu… Master must have guessed it somewhat. Mu Yanli and I are half-siblings.”

After he finished speaking, he bit his finger and dripped blood on the mirror. The mirror began to fog up. After the fog cleared, some hazy phantoms appeared on the mirror.Those phantoms gradually condensed and took shape, giving birth to clear scenes and faces——

It is the viewing platform of Tianyin Pavilion. It is a hot summer in the picture. The lotus pond under the viewing platform is in full bloom and red dragonflies are flying low.

There was a lady in rich clothes standing by the railing, raising her tail and touching Zhu Kou’s little finger, feeding the fish with crumbs of pastry on the plate, and the pond was filled with light and excitement.Although this woman is delicate and elegant, she is extremely cold. When she turns her head to talk to the attendant, she can see that she has a pair of auspicious eyes with slightly raised pupils, and she has a fierce look that is proud of her beauty.

Chu Wanning frowned slightly, looked at her, and then looked up at Shi Mo.

“She is not my mother.” Shi Mo seemed to see Chu Wanning’s doubts and smiled, “She is Sister Mu’s biological mother Lin.”

Not long after, a young woman wearing a silk embroidered skirt and a Tianyin Pavilion maid’s bun walked into the scroll from the edge of the bronze mirror. She looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a delicate face, gentle and virtuous.The teacher caressed the mirror and said: “This is my mother… She is the descendant of Song Xingyi, the Lord of Huabi. Gu Yueye raised her like a livestock and did not give her a name. After she escaped, she wanted to give herself a name, but Song is the surname of Butterfly Bone Beauty, and she did not dare to take it, so she used the character of Huabizun, which was homophonic, and called herself Hua Gui from then on.”

“Returning means returning home. After my mother knew that the Sphenoid Bone Clan could return to the Demon Realm, she always hoped to bring all the clan members home.”

The mottled bronze mirror could not hide Huagui’s charming face. She was talking to Mrs. Lin respectfully and gently. Chu Wanning noticed that Mrs. Lin had always been cold in the picture. The other maids were all frightened. Only Huagui smiled sweetly and was sincere to the hostess.

Chu Wanning raised his eyes: “How did she enter Tianyin Pavilion?”

“It was the high-ranking Tianyin Pavilion disciple who helped her. In fact, what was recorded in the book was not the truth. My mother did not leave him after escaping from Guyueye. They were in love at that time, so my mother begged him to find a way to release his kinsman. The disciple obeyed her words, so he managed to steal Tianyin Pavilion’s calamity fire and helped her.”

There was a shallow mark between Chu nightning’s eyebrows, and this was what he thought.

The records in historical books are not always correct. Some truths will be slowly eroded by the torrent of time. When the people of that era grow old one by one and lose their youth, no one will know the true story of the past.

The teacher paused for a moment and continued: “After two years, the world of cultivation gradually forgot about Gu Yueyue’s calamity of fire. It happened that Mrs. Lin of Tianyin Pavilion gave birth to a daughter at that time, and Mrs. Lin had a weird temperament and was not good at taking care of children, so she needed to find a few girls with quick hands and feet to help. The disciple took this opportunity to introduce my mother into the pavilion. From then on, my mother became Mrs. Lin’s maid.”

Hearing this, Chu Wan Ning looked at the bronze mirror again. Unexpectedly, the scene on the mirror had changed. Lin was reading by the window, while Hua Gui stayed by her side, holding an infant child in her arms and coaxing her wholeheartedly.

At first glance, this scene looks very gentle. The hostess is graceful, the maid is loyal, and the child is cute and naive.

But when I think about it carefully, I feel that there is an undercurrent.

“…she later took Mrs. Lin’s place.”

“…Hmm.” Shi Mo said, “After being in Tianyin Pavilion for a long time, my mother saw the transcendent status of this sect in the world of cultivation. After all, she was still a little naive at that time, and she came up with an idea that she thought was better than returning to the devil world.”

“What.”

“Becoming the wife of Tianyin Pavilion.” Shi Mo said, “As a descendant of the gods, a word is worth a thousand pieces of gold. She thought that as long as the master of the pavilion can open his mouth, no one in the world of cultivation will harm her again – at least no one will blatantly harm the sphenoid bone beauty.”

The light and shadow change, and the patina on the mirror reflects darkly. It’s still the original viewing platform, but it’s winter of an unknown year.

The lotus flowers under the stage are all withered, scattered and withered.There were no dragonflies, and no red carps were seen jumping around in the pond.Those cheerful creatures and the cold beauty Lin from the past were gone.Instead, there was falling snow, the faint fragrance of wintersweet, and the back of a woman covered in thick white fox fur.

After a while, a man approached, she heard the sound and looked back, her charming face was enveloped in the soft fluttering fox fur.She smiled brightly at him, making the fresh snow pale.

At this time, Hua Gui no longer knew what means he used to get the then Master of Tianyin Pavilion to divorce his first wife. Lin died soon after she was divorced.Also dying mysteriously was the high-level disciple who had helped her.

She finally got her wish and became the wife of the pavilion master of Tianyin Pavilion, the descendant of the god.

The sky was leaden gray, with heavy snowflakes floating on it. Hua Gui walked up to her husband, first blessed him, and then stretched out her hand with a smile and touched the hair of the little girl next to him.

“…Is it Mu Yanli?”

The teacher smiled and said, “Yes.”

“…”

“Master, don’t you quite understand why Sister Mu, as the daughter of the Lin family, is devoted to my mother but abandons her biological mother?”

Chu Wanning did not comment and continued to look at the situation in the mirror.

Mu Yanli, who looked about four or five years old at the time, was picked up by Huagui without any resistance, and even hugged Huagui’s beautiful neck and laughed, seeming to be very amused by the stepmother.

The teacher said: “Lin is melancholy by nature, taciturn, and has no feelings of admiration. After Sister Mu was born, her condition became more and more serious, even to the point of hurting others or self-mutilation. Once my mother was not in the house watching, so she stabbed the back of Sister Mu’s hand with scissors, poking four or five holes. When my mother came back, it was she who saved Sister Mu who was already crying into tears.”

“A biological mother who would stab herself to death, and a nanny who has loved and taken care of me since she was a child. Sister Mu chose the latter.”

The scene changed, and there was a thin layer of frost outside the window, with a red blessing of longevity attached to it.It must have been just after the Spring Festival of a certain year, Hua Gui was sitting at a small red sandalwood table writing.

Sitting next to her were two children, a boy and a girl. The girl was lonely and cold, while the boy had gentle eyebrows. They were Hua Binan and Mu Yanli when they were children.

“Okay.” Hua Gui smiled, picked up the rice paper, blew on it, and said with a smile, “Look at the elixir manual of the Medicine Sect that your mother copied. Isn’t it good?”

At that time, Mu Yanli still spoke in a babyish voice, and said in a high voice: “Of course my mother’s writing is beautiful.”

The teacher was even younger and couldn’t even make milky sounds. He just sat there and smacked his fingers with relish, watching the two of them laughing and having fun.

“My father is obsessed with practicing magic all day long, and he neglects to control my sister and brother. My sister Mu and I were enlightened by her words and deeds.” Looking at the scene in the mirror, Shi Mo recalled, “She taught us how to read and write, and taught us some of the most basic magic spells.”

“She knows magic?”

“I only know a little bit.” Shi Mo paused, “Even the worst monks may not be able to defeat the tricks used to scare ordinary people.”

“…”

“But she is willing to accompany us day and night.” With a sigh, Shi Mo’s eyes straightened a little, “No matter how scheming she is or how she treats outsiders, she treats me and Sister Mu very well.”

The scene on the mirror spun faster, as if time was slipping through the fingers.In the many scenes that flashed by in a hurry, Mu Yanli and Shi Mei gradually grew up.

In this process, Hua Gui was guarding almost every step of the two siblings.

On a thunderstorm night, she coaxed Mu Yanli to sleep.

On a sunny afternoon in midsummer, she fed Shi Mei some red bean and coix seed soup.

All these, bit by bit.

“Later, when I reached the age of magic enlightenment, my father personally taught me the Tianyin Pavilion spells, but I was not talented enough to learn them. He was very disappointed. I also felt that I was a useless mediocrity at that time – after all, Sister Mu had successfully established the foundation when she was eight years old. But I worked hard, but I didn’t even feel the slightest breath.”

In the picture, little Shi Mo is sitting by the pond in a daze, with a smaller sword resting on his small knee.

Hua Gui dragged her long skirt and frowned as she walked across the driftwood bridge.She looked around and found the lonely and lost child, and her anxious expression finally relaxed.

She walked to he, leaned over and said something to him, then held Shi Mei in her arms and walked back to the end of the garden.

“Because she had stayed in Guyueye for a long time, she had seen many people with weak spiritual power who could gain a place in the world of cultivation through practicing medicine.” Shi Mei said, “She didn’t knock everything down with a stick just because Guyueye once abused Beauty Xi. She convinced her father and let me start practicing medicine.”

When the teacher talked about the personal intrigues between men and women before, Chu Wanning generally knew that Hua Gui had the means, but he didn’t quite understand what was so powerful about it, so he couldn’t tell.

And when he heard this, he suddenly clearly felt the sharpness of this woman——

Lone Moon Night was like a nightmare from hell to her, swallowing up the first half of her life.If you were an ordinary person, even if you didn’t hate him deeply, you would still have a grudge against the Medicine Sect and not agree with him.But she knew very well what the Medicine Sect was, what she needed, and how to get it done.

She has a pair of extremely calm eyes. Even if her hatred is as deep as the sea, she will never act out of anger.

“She has always been well-organized in her planning. If she takes one step, she may have already thought of the next hundred steps. So in addition to taking care of me and Sister Mu, she still has the energy to collect the whereabouts of the tribesmen, and then hide it from the outside to provide them with cover.”

But obviously, the subsequent status of the sphenoid beauty seat has not changed.And Chu Wanning remembered that Mrs. Hua passed away very early.There must be some hidden meaning in this.

Based on the various rumors linking the Descendants of the Butterfly Bone Clan and the God Clan, Chu Wanning had a vague guess in his mind.He asked: “…Later, Mrs. Hua’s identity…was exposed?”

The teacher didn’t answer immediately. There was an overly bright luster in his eyes. At first glance, they looked extremely sharp, like deep-seated hatred.But upon closer inspection, it looks like a wave of sadness.

“It shouldn’t have been exposed in the first place.” He said, “My father has no brains and can’t notice anything strange about my mother. …But he is still a descendant of the gods. Even if the blood of the gods is very small in his body, he still has some gifted perception.”

He lowered his eyes and looked in the mirror. The scene had shifted to the bedroom of the master of Tianyin Pavilion, where a man with slightly spotted temples was lingering on the bed.

“When I was nine years old, this man fell seriously ill. His illness was bizarre. Even the best doctors could not find out the cause.”

The teacher said and sneered: “Actually, after knowing the inside story, the truth is very clear. He is the descendant of gods, and my mother is the descendant of demons. After the battle between gods and demons, the demon king issued a curse – from now on, there will be no union of gods and demons for thousands of generations, and those who violate it will die.”

“My father’s strange disease was caused by this ancient curse, but he didn’t know about it. As for the gods, maybe it was because of pity, or maybe because they wanted to embarrass the demon. In short, one night, a god asked his father in a dream and told him the whole story. And he said… If you want to survive, you need to make a clean break with the witch.”

Chu Wanning looked at Shi Mo’s somewhat ferocious face and waited for him to continue.

He knows that things are by no means as simple as a clean break.

The teacher said: “After waking up from the dream, my father was furious. Tianyin Pavilion has always wanted wind and rain, and he has a transcendent status in the world of cultivation. Everyone respects him as a god. But this woman… this pig-dog-like pile of rotten meat that can be slaughtered, double cultivator, actually plotted against him, used him, and deceived him.”

“…”

“She even almost caused his death. It’s so vicious. So…”

Taking a deep breath, no matter how well he suppressed it, Shi Mo’s voice was still hoarse.

He squeezed the tea cup tightly. The tea inside was already cold, but he didn’t finish it.As soon as I thought about it, I applied too much force, and the porcelain cup exploded with a “bang” sound.

Tea juice splashes everywhere…

The mirror was also splashed with tea, and the picture was blurred by the amber tea juice.You can vaguely see the man on the hospital bed summoning Hua Gui.

He walked off the bed with bare feet, chatted with her for a few words as if nothing had happened, walked to the door with a smile, turned his back to Hua Gui, and closed and locked the door with a click.

——The man turned back and faced his wife.In the distorted mirror light and water stains, a changed face emerged.

The teacher suddenly shook, turned the mirror over and slammed it down, turning his back on the mirror and no longer looking at it.

The veins on the back of he’s hand protruded, like the roots of a tree tangled with dragons, and fear and hatred surged in every blood vessel.

After a while, he buried his face in his hands.The voice sounded extremely tired.

“he…”

He paused after saying one word.

“This beast…” There seemed to be a torrential flood of hatred to be vented, and there were thousands of words to curse, but thousands of horses and thousands of troops were fighting to get to his throat. You were fighting for it, but you didn’t know which word should be spoken first, so you were speechless again.

The teacher calmed down again and again, he must have seen this bronze mirror many times, but after so long, after so many years, he still hates it.

he slowly stopped shaking.In the end, these hatreds became a seemingly ordinary sentence.

“That day, my godly father ate my mother alive.”