Transmigrant Alchemist And His Magic Wagon

Ling Zizhou

"Let's go!" the screams of one of the shadow warriors who was almost thrown from the wagon. Fortunately, the fellow next to him swiftly caught up and saved him.

Right now the wagon was walking at high speed, weaving among the mysterious roots. Mu Lian broke through the attack no matter the sense of repulsion caused when the roots and surfaces of the carts touched each other.

"Lin'er, are you okay?" meimei's voice sounded from the communication device.

"In a moment, 200 meters away.I'll jump out the wagon and start the intervention," said the shadow swordsman.

"You hear? Hang in!" Meimei. Mu Lian let out a long breath. Mu Lian did not say anything and continued to break through the roots that flew to and fro.

Only Master Yi and one shadow swordsman could still fend off the attack in the state the wagon was traveling at high speed.

"Right, turn sharply 90 degrees, left incline 30 degrees." Mu Haocun continued to give directions.

Since the visibility was so short, Mu Lian had to exert her attention 100% to the Sky Mirror. If only there was no light emitting from the wagon and the direction from Mu Haocun, perhaps Mu Lian would have trouble walking in the room.

Mu Lian had operated the wagon for nearly 20 minutes but had not been able to arrive at the predetermined point.

The wagon had to turn several times to avoid the area filled with mysterious roots. This caused the cart to get further and further away from its destination.

What could it be, despite not feeling directly the impact of the mysterious root attacks, Mu Lian felt an uneasy feeling as the roots pounded the wagon violently.

Mu Haocun briefly caught Mu Lian's expression as Mu Lian frowned. Mu Haocun also suggested that Mu Lian try to avoid these attacks.

Still, in reality, operating a wagon under the barrage of mysterious roots is extremely difficult.

"Ughhh!"

Mu Lian frowned. The attack just now was like punching his heart. An attack that was completely filled with killing appetite! Sweat poured from Mu Lian's forehead.

Mu Lian's fad for adding safety features to the wagon instead saved her life. Especially after knowing that the cart is connected to him.

"Lian!" said Mu Haocun rising from his seat. His face looked very worried. If it did not hold back, it was possible that Mu Haocun had already approached Mu Lian.

Mu Lian smiled soothingly. Despite not saying anything, Mu Lian communicated with her eyes.

Seeing Mu Lian telling him to stay where he was, Mu Haocun sat back down. Right now Mu Haocun had to be an eye for Mu Lian and direct where Mu Lian had to go.

"Lian'er? Why quit? You okay?" meimei said when he felt the cart stop after a great shock.

The sound of metal clashing more and more often and louder. Master Yi, who was usually silent, sounded thunderous. Something happened but Meimei did not see it because it was near the identification tool.

Mu Lian realized they had stopped long enough that the cart was ambushed by the roots from various directions. Inevitably Mu Lian operated the wagon back.

While directing the wagon according to Mu Haocun's direction, suddenly the surface of the Sky Mirror was bright. Mu Lian and Mu Haocun watched as the surface of the water became as white as milk.

They did not hear the rumbling sounds that Meimei, Master Yi and the 5 shadow warriors heard. Other than a rumbling sound, suddenly all the roots that were attacking them suddenly stopped then withdrew. Immediately escape from the room.

Silent. The light that blinded the eyes for a few seconds finally disappeared. Mu Lian and Mu Haocun looked at the view of the empty room through the Sky Mirror.

"Well, you?" meimei's voice sounded surprised.

"May Jie? What's up?" said Mu Lian. In addition to Meimei's voice, the voices of the shadow warriors outside the wagon were heard.

"Handle! Otherwise we'll fly all the way to the ceiling!"

"Hmm? Mei'er are you guys so floating?" mu Haocun said after capturing the conversation in Meimei's background.

"L-yes! Oh, my God, all the way there!" meimei said as he kicked the shadow swordsman who was with him out of the wagon. The shadow warrior was accidentally too close to Meimei.

Mu Lian heaved a sigh of relief. At least they can rest after experiencing a stressful event such as a roller coaster ride.

"It's awful. Is that what lurks behind the darkness?" said Mu Lian.

"Yes. But only this time did grandfather see such a big one," Mu Haocun said as he stroked his chin.

"I became worried about Ah Zhou and Zhi Ge" Mu Lian said.

"Oh, that boy? I'm sure he'll be fine. He has as much fortitude as the highest mountain in the world, you know?" said Mu Haocun.

Even so, Mu Lian remained worried. Because not always the problem can be solved easily especially if the problem concerns the human heart.

As Ling Zizhou was currently facing. It all started when he followed Meng Zhi to the location suspected of being the place where his colleagues held Zhi Yuefeng.

What Ling Zizhou remembered last time was when there was a rumbling sound then the mirrors shifted from their place. Meng Zhi had turned her head towards him to say something but it was suddenly dark.

When he opened his eyes, Ling Zizhou noticed that his body was shrinking like a 10-year-old. The view of the ceiling of the room that was in his memories was now right in front of his eyes.

"No way," muttered Ling Zizhou. Ling Zizhou did not expect to return to the past. Even his voice was exactly the same as he remembered nine years ago.

Is he trapped in an illusion? If so, when did he get out? Ling Zizhou continued to rack his brain until a voice broke his concentration.

"Ah Zhou's! Wake son! Quickly wake up your sister, otherwise she won't wake up until noon!" a woman's voice sounded from outside the room.

It is still the same as he remembers. Ling Zizhou quickly got up from his bed. Curious about the faces of those who had now been vague in his memory.

Since Ling Zizhou was an asura user who needed a lot of hatred and resentment as his fuel, then he only extracted the memory of his hatred when his entire family was wiped out without recalling their faces clearly.

It was the price Ling Zizhou had to pay to gain strength. Why forget some memories such as the faces of the people concerned? Asura users do not need happy memories.

Happy feelings are only used as anchors by the asura user so that they do not sink and fall into the abyss.

Ling Zizhou let out a long sigh, calming his slightly excited heart. Across the room is a canopy bed. A little girl was lying with her eyes closed.

The face of his 7-year-old sister is still thick with the characteristics of the baby's face. The instant the bulging made Ling Zizhou want to pinch his bakpao-like cheeks.

Water dripped on the corner of his mouth that was chewing something invisible. His sister had a dream of eating her favorite food. She chews with a happy face.

Ling Zizhou approached the girl. Ling Zizhou watched his sister for so long that he forgot what she had been told to do.

"Good god this kid! Being told to wake your sister looked at her like watching a show" the woman said.

Ling Zizhou's pupils widened, his heart rate increasing when he heard the woman's voice from the direction of the room entrance. He's right next to her! Ling Zizhou looked towards the woman slowly but surely.

Ling Zizhou continued to observe his mother until his gaze became blurred, tears falling down his cheeks. Her mother's extremely beautiful and gentle face became blurry. Why are these tears coming out at the wrong time? Ling Zizhou still wanted to look at his mother's face.

"Gosh, why are you? Story to mother," said the woman worriedly. The woman immediately hugged Ling Zizhou warmly, trying to stop the grief that was engulfing Ling Zizhou.

Ling Zizhou continued to sob until his sister woke up to the sound of Ling Zizhou sobbing. Ling Zizhou felt a hug from the tiny hands around his waist, which instead made Ling Zizhou's sobbing even tighter.

As an asura user, Ling Zizhou was used to having nightmares about the events that befell his family.

Ling Zizhou had been stuck in the nightmare loop for so long that she was not used to seeing her mother and sister in this 'good' state.

The morning passed by with Ling Zizhou's mother and sister hugging and calming him down. Unknowingly it was time for lunch.

The three people, who missed breakfast, heard their stomachs protesting because they had been left empty all morning.

Finally they ate well. During his meal, Ling Zizhou observed the circumstances around him. Is this the state of his house? Simple but comfortable. Small but she feels safe from outside threats.

"Eat slowly. Later that night I'll make you your favorite meal, it's okay, Zue'er if you wait until tomorrow?" said the woman.

The little girl nodded then said, "I don't know what's going on with my sister but if you're sick, you have to make her favorite meal so that you get well soon,"

Ling Zizhou spent the day with his mother and sister. His eyes sometimes look like laughing because they still do not believe in this incident. He was actually waiting for when this illusion was finished and when he would return to the real world.

But finally, inevitably Ling Zizhou was slapped with the fact that he was still trapped in the illusion after meeting his father who had just returned from the field.

Ling Zizhou could only stand with his mouth open when his father entered the house. He stood up for nearly ten minutes.

This caused Ling Zizhou's father and mother to discuss him while Ling Zizhou and his sister were asleep.

"What's going on?" father says.

"I don't know either. This morning, Ah Zhou started acting strange. She cried after seeing me and Zue'er. I felt like she was crying after a long time of not seeing me and Zue'er" her mother said.

The couple of husband and wife were silent. They had no idea what was going on with the usually mischievous firstborn.

Whatever the reason, the father and mother decided to pay more attention to Ling Zizhou until the child was calmer and willing to talk about what really happened.

Fortunately, after that day, Ling Zizhou returned to acting as usual. Not completely back as usual, as his entire family felt Ling Zizhou suddenly acting more mature than his age.

His family did not know that Ling Zizhou had decided to calmly address this incident and think of a way to be free from this illusion.

Since Ling Zizhou had been waiting until nightfall and waiting for whether when one day was up he would return to the real world? It turned out that it was not so, so Ling Zizhou made the decision.

Unfortunately, Ling Zizhou still remained trapped inside the illusion and had yet to find any signs that the illusion would be completed. He continues to spend his days with his family.

Without feeling a month has passed. Ling Zizhou lived his days as usual next to his family that felt familiar but at the same time felt foreign.

Ling Zizhou had indeed spent 10 years of his life with this family but still, because he had forgotten their faces after starting his way of asura, he said, inevitably Ling Zizhou could not feel himself at home.

Only when with his master, Mu Lian, Mu Haocun, Meimei and Meng Zhi did Ling Zizhou feel at home. There are so many wonderful memories he has made with them.

At that moment Ling Zizhou felt tormented. She was very happy to meet the family she missed so much but was tormented also by missing her new family, Mu Lian and the others.

No one scolded him for being so naughty, no old geezer always teased him, no one made him concoct to ease the symptoms of his injury and was a big fan of the cuisine he made.

Wait her body is currently a 10 year old body, there had been no injuries to his body yet but still Ling Zizhou recalled the injury that had accompanied him for so many years that Mu Lian had managed to ease her pain.

There was no older sister who seemed indifferent when she actually cared about him, let alone she often cooked with him, no one accompanied him to practice and sometimes do mischief with him.

Ling Zizhou kept thinking about Master Yi, Mu Lian, Mu Haocun, Meimei and Meng Zhi. The more days Ling Zizhou became less and less focused on his family who were in this illusion and more and more longed for those people.

Asura users will not be consumed with techniques like this because they are very realistic. Moreover, Ling Zizhou had always been advised by Master Yi that he could not revive a dead person.

Not to mention the pain of the nightmare he endured for 9 years made him accept the fact that his family had died.

Ling Zizhou was unwilling to fall asleep with the false happiness within the illusion and focused on finding a way out of the illusion, that was what was on his mind.

In the depths of his heart, Ling Zizhou was faced with two of the most difficult choices of his life. Both of them are a very precious family to him.

One was his family in the past, the other was his family in the present. The past and the future are inseparable but the story is different if he is in an illusion.

But still, his heart ached from happiness. It was ironic why at the same time Ling Zizhou felt happiness and heartache.

Happy to be able to spend time with his dead family, heartbroken by the fact that his family is actually dead. What he is doing right now is just an illusion.

"Damn it, it's cheating that they use this way" Ling Zizhou murmured one night.

If the illusion shown to him was the same as his nightmare all along, the night when his family and village were slaughtered, it was possible that Ling Zizhou could be more resolute.

It could be that he has come out now, instead of waiting for a month and relaxing with his old family.

Unable to do so, Ling Zizhou felt as though he had not put all his strength into finding a way out of this illusion.

Ling Zizhou searched for memories in his brain. A memory that had long been silenced in the deepest corner of his mind.

The day of the guardian spirit's departure to the human world. Zhongjian was divided into several lagisans. The outermost layer is the land of the Great Beings.

The five beings that belonged to the Great Beings were Xuanwu, Qinglong, Zhuque (The Phoenix Bird), Baihu and Qilin. Also known as holy beings.

The village where Ling Zizhou and his family lived was under the protection of Zhuque. Not to mention the family of Ling Zizhou's father had a blood tie to Zhuque hence his family clan was Ling.

Ling Zizhou's father worked in the fields belonging to the Zhuque clan. They cultivated the 100-year-old sparks as foodstuffs for the Zhuque chosen as guardian spirits.

Before the Zhuque-Zhuque is sent to the human world, the guardian spirit candidates will go through a ritual. It's like kids being bullied when they go to school. One of the activities was yes, eating a dish made of sparks 100 years.

Ling Zizhou recalled that the anniversary of the guardian spirit's departure day was in this month, the day his village was attacked and he was the only survivor. His village was completely exhausted, the 100-year-old spark fields had been wiped out.

Ling Zizhou also felt he had to start watching the activities that were happening in the fields, who knew the only key to getting out of this illusion was there.

"Dad, I want to come to the fields," Ling Zizhou said one day to his father.