The Guardians: The Swordsman of the Moon

Nature Memory.

The rotten smell in the village Hall actually pierced the nose, the bodies of the villagers that had gathered slowly lost control of the black energy that was holding their body decay and slowly began to lose their flesh and fat.

Mo Xian had absolutely no idea what he should do in this situation, he could only stare at Bao Yu who had been silent since then while paying attention to the state of the villagers, he said, resisting when his disciples asked and made Mo Xian think it was possible that Bao Yu was avoiding them.

However, Mo Xian could only hope that his guess was wrong. Half a day passed, Bai Yue and Bai Ruo managed to return with the three old men they mentioned, strangely their body condition was still very good and did not change like the rest of the population. However, the three old men had been unconscious.

Bao Yu walked over to them and checked her state, her eyebrows raised as she examined the wrists of the three people.

"They're still alive?" tanyakanya.

Bai Yue and Bai Ruo nodded.

"They're alive, Master. However, they were actually three men who had total paralysis and were mute, their tongues had been cut off."

Everyone who was there was shocked upon hearing Bai Yue's explanation, Bao Yu was no exception.

"What are we going to do with them, Master?" Mo Xian ventured to ask.

Bao Yu stroked his beard and replied. "This problem must be resolved immediately, we must make the evil spirit release its shackles and free the villagers, then we can do purgatory or elimination."

Bao Yu then pressed the forehead of one of the three old men and asked the same thing as he asked the villagers.

"Do you know Xiao Ma?"

Bao Yu let go of her hand and looked at her students.

"This man knows Xiao Ma, but we can't communicate with him because his tongue is cut off and paralyzed, nor can we communicate with his soul because this man's mental health is compromised."

Mo Xian and the others waited for what Bao Yu would say after that, they did not dare to ask at all when Bao Yu's face was so serious.

"The only way is to get into this man's memory because their mind is not dead yet and still holds memories in the past."

"How is it, Master?" asked Zhang Rouruan who was impatient to know.

"I need one of you to be conversed with this man's mind and find out what happened in the past, who Xiao Ma was and what he wanted."

Mo Xian and the others stared at each other before Mo Xian replied. "We're all ready, Master."

Bao Yu nodded her head. "Alright, anyone among you is fine, Mo Xian you can do it."

Wu Jiao Xing wanted to voice his objections, but Mo Xian had come forward and sat down in front of Bao Yu beside the old man.

"Getting into someone's memory is a pretty big risk, this man is over sixty years old, it means he has gone through and experienced a lot of things, the world inside his mind was so vast and complicated, someone who entered into the memories of this man might get lost and stuck in this man's world of memories. That's why you have to be careful."

Mo Xian nodded his head.

"I'll give your soul a talisman when you get into his memory, don't let the amulet be broken or lost, the amulet will keep you from getting lost and affected by this man's world of memory. Besides, we're not here to let you get stuck there either, so don't worry and do your job properly."

Mo Xian nodded back, though, Bao Yu then explained how Mo Xian's soul could enter the man's memory by touching the man's forehead and taping the spell that his teacher had just taught him.

A moment after chanting the spell, Mo Xian's world went pitch-black, he had no idea where he was and could not ask. However, slowly the dark world became light and began to look crowded human life.

Mo Xian seemed to be standing in the market, controlling a horse carrying a carriage. No, Mo Xian did not control the horse carriage, but the old man who was controlling the carriage, this was because Mo Xian's soul was inside the man's body so he felt himself riding a horse. In reality, he was just an observer.

The horse carriage that the man was carrying stopped at a corner of the market and the man immediately got down from his place. A young man walked out of the carriage and stared around.

"This market is very crowded, uncle Lin, you are not wrong," the young man patted the body of the man that Mo Xian's soul occupied. So the old man's name was Lin. Then who was that young man, was that Xiao Ma? Mo Xian only guessed, but did not expect that his guess would be correct.

"Young master Xiao Ma, I won't dare to lie" said Uncle Lin. "This market may be small, but this market is in the middle of the border of Bai Lian and Hai Lian's power, soon this market will probably be a silk line, a silk line, the profit we will get will increase a lot if we run a business here."

Xiao Ma laughed loudly among the bustle of the sea of humans. He looked very satisfied and patted Uncle Lin's shoulder a few times.

"Uncle Lin is indeed the best, you have never disappointed my family."

Uncle Lin smiled and rubbed his hands. "Ah, this is my duty on the generosity of the Lord family to my family."

Xiao Ma nodded his head many times, his face shining brightly while playing his folding fan and looking around, he then started walking and uncle Lin started following him.

Xiao Ma held his fan and carried it behind his back, enjoying the bustling market atmosphere, watching the merchants and buyers as well as the buildings surrounding the market.

"Look around, where would I be able to build a place for my business."

Uncle Lin smiled. "That's a great idea, sir. Mister Xiao Ma could definitely find the best place to run a business. After all, Mister Xiao Ma was the smartest man in Bai Lian."

Xiao Ma was very satisfied with Uncle Lin's praise and continued to walk around the market, but did not find a suitable place, either, he then walked even further and found a lake filled with lily blooming.

He watched the place for quite a while before smiling in satisfaction. "It was a nice place, if I were to build an inn and a restaurant overlooking the lake, it would definitely be crowded with people wanting to rest."

"Ah, Mister Xiao Ma's eyes are indeed the best, being able to imagine such a place is truly incredible!"

Xiao Ma smiled and walked over to the lake. "We can make docks and pavilions to enjoy the blooming flowers, the music played in the pavilions will attract visitors, visitors, the beautiful women who were hired as servants would also definitely attract more visitors. Our lodging and restaurant business will definitely be very advanced."

Xiao Ma spoke with great enthusiasm and Uncle Lin would praise him every time. Seeing their interaction Mo Xian could understand that this Xiao Ma from the beginning was indeed a money-lover.

However, as they were busy dreaming of opening the inn by the lake with all its beauty, the voice of a woman suddenly interrupted them.

"You're planning on making the inn and restaurant by the lake sound like a really great idea, but your idea of using beautiful girls as a tool to attract visitors sounds like you're planning to open a brothel."

Xiao Ma noticed the girl who suddenly interrupted his conversation with Uncle Lin. However, she was not angry that she had been bullied, as the girl looked so beautiful with white skin, peach blossom eyes, a petite nose, and a beautiful face, pink lips with pink hanfu in harmony with the scarf she was wearing, her black hair tied up and decorated with hairpins.

"Why does Miss say that, am I wrong to use a beautiful girl to attract customers?"

The girl simply smiled, Mo Xian could not see and hear what they were talking about when suddenly the atmosphere became different.

Now he was in a room that had been decorated with red ornaments and witnessed that Xiao Ma was performing a wedding ceremony with the girl he met by the lake.

Mo Xian did not know why Uncle Lin's memory could jump so far. However, he remembered that his teacher had once taught about the memories of one's soul and the memories of one's mortal body often still bound even though the two souls and their bodies had separated. Maybe because Uncle Lin's soul had been disturbed his memory was also disturbed.

Upon seeing Mo Xian's wedding procession suddenly being brought into the hallway of the house, Uncle Lin walked along with Xiao Ma as they heard the sound of a woman's laughter.

"Of course I love the money, why do you think I want to marry him?"

Mo Xian could not see who was speaking due to the obstruction of the wall, but Mo Xian recognized his voice, it was the voice of Xiao Ma's wife!

Mo Xian saw Xiao Ma's face was so ugly as he held back in anger that his face turned red, so red as he listened to the laughter of his wife and some other women.

After that Mo Xian was pulled into a dark empty room, he held onto his jimant, his teacher saying if he was in a position when he could not see anything, that means the old man's memory has been damaged. Mo Xian must not panic and must guard his talisman while waiting until the memories naturally appeared.

Mo Xian felt he had been trapped for quite a long time inside the darkness and there was no sign he would be moved. Meanwhile outside, Wu Jiao Xing could not hide his worry as he saw Mo Xian's face let out cold sweat and his furrowed brows.

"What's going on, Master? Did something bad happen there?" wu Jiao Xing asked worriedly.

Bao Yu shook her head, but did not reply and only channeled her spiritual energy at Mo Xian.

Inside, Mo Xian felt something warm enveloping his body and uncle Lin's memories slowly became clear and Mo Xian could see what was happening there.

Two hours passed, Wu Jiao Xing was already deathly pale-faced, not thinking that this matter would take quite a long time. Not only did Wu Jiao Xing, Bai Yue, Bai Ruo and Zhang Rouruan actually feel the same way, they were worried about the state of Mo Xian who was doing the task. However, they could not ask when they saw his teacher was busy channeling his spiritual energy to Mo Xian.

Thirty minutes later, Mo Xian coughed and broke a mouthful of blood, making Wu Jiao Xing jump in fright and immediately support him.

"What happened, why did you vomit blood?" wu Jiao Xing asked who was very worried when he saw Mo Xian's condition was so pitiful, tears welled up in his eyes, his hands clutching his aching, claustrophobic chest.

Mo Xian felt his body very limp, but the pain and tightness in his chest could not make him to calm down. She was crying so pitifully. Wu Jiao Xing who saw her crying immediately hugged her and stroked her back.

Wu Jiao Xing's face was deathly pale, he was extremely frightened because this was the first time he had seen his young master get injured, the events in the Magic Snow Dew had not even come to this extent. He was completely cursing himself, he should have prevented Mo Xian from doing so and replaced his position.

Besides fear, Wu Jiao Xing was actually also so angry that his heart hardened and was eager to scold Mo Xian for always acting at his own discretion and never asking for his advice if he really thought of him as his elder brother. However, seeing Mo Xian rebuke, Wu Jiao Xing's heart melted and could only calm him down.

Bao Yu did not directly ask as Mo Xian walked out of the world of memories, Bai Yue and Bai Ruo also kept quiet and just stared in surprise while Zhang Rouruan helped Wu Jiao Xing calm Mo Xian down.

"What has he seen?"