The Light-Bearer has Arrived!
Hanguang-Jun had been very strange since they left the Mo Estate. A tearful maiden told them of finding Second Young Master Mo and the unconscious child and the dead body of a servant beside them. Second Young Master Mo had placed the child in her care while he ran off to go and fetch something from the house and all she could do was hold the poor boy’s head clear of the dirt and wait for him to return while dabbing any wounds. The boy was helpful to all the servants if they asked it of him, he reserved his hatred only for the Mo family but was kind to a fault to the rest of them.
She had cleaned most of the blood, the ghastly words written on the floor, stretching waist-high up the walls, and then handed Hanguang-Jun several pieces of loose paper. She couldn't read them but esteemed cultivator was investigating Second Master Mo and A-Hari, wasn't he? Maybe this would help, they had been on the floor.
Hanguang-Jun had skimmed through the papers, but Lan Yuan had not spent most of his life trying to please this man without learning how to read his facial expressions. Hanguang-Jun was the closest thing he had to a father, and he could see the unhappiness on his face as he read through the tiny cramped characters written by the Second Master Mo. Then he came to the final page. The final page that he read that made all the blood flee from his face and his eyes open further than he had ever seen them.
The papers were tucked into deep into his sleeves as he commanded them to come with him. They then had mounted their swords and flown for days, scouring the landscape for any sign of the runaway pair.
“Do you think he's a demonic cultivator?” Jingyi questioned him quietly one evening, “That Mo Xuanyu.”
Sizhui pressed his lips together disapprovingly.
Speaking of others behind their backs was prohibited, especially if one were speaking ill of them. But it wasn’t an inaccurate conclusion. Sizhui had thought of it himself at the time, but had not wanted to describe such evil acts to a man so obviously mentally incapable of understanding – but if someone were to introduce such things to him, would he even have had the capacity to understand that it was wrong? Ghouls would follow the commands of their creator, so perhaps to him it was only that he was summoning friends to play with him, never realizing the danger he was placing the people of Mo Village in.
Sizhui sighed. He glanced at Hanguang-Jun, and hoped he would be merciful to Mo Xuanyu.
After what happened with the Yiling Patriarch and the history that Hanguang-Jun had with him... It might be impossible for Senior Lan Wangji to be less than impartial to the young master. Sizhui looked down. He did not wish to think further of such things. Not about Hanguang-Jun.
“When we find him, we will find out,” he concluded unhappily.
If Mo Xuanyu was, then it would become their responsibility to rescue A-Hari before the well-meaning boy was harmed any further.