Mountain Patrol Military Officer-Chapter 1113 - 736: Seeking Reinforcements

"What’s wrong?"

The voice of Master "Qing Yangzi" rang out. Seeing Ji Wuming behind him had gone silent, he slightly turned his head.

"It’s nothing, Master." Under "Qing Yangzi’s" gaze, Ji Wuming’s expression remained calm. He rolled up the outer garment taken off from Qing Yangzi’s body, then as if discovering something, he grabbed "Qing Yangzi’s" hand and couldn’t help but frown,

"However, what happened to your hand? Why are your fingers injured?"

On "Qing Yangzi’s" hand, there was dried blood crusted between the thumb and forefinger, and the index finger had a bleeding cut.

Ji Wuming looked up at "Qing Yangzi," whose expression seemed a bit bewildered. Turning his head sideways, he simply said, "Maybe carelessly scraped it somewhere last night."

"It’s nothing serious."

Saying so, he retracted his hand as if it were not a big deal.

Ji Wuming mumbled from behind, "You should be more careful in the future."

Then he added, "Master, please change your clothes first. I will go wake up the other disciples for washing and morning lessons."

Saying this, he casually took Qing Yangzi’s discarded coat and walked outside.

Behind him, "Qing Yangzi" silently watched this favorite disciple leave his room, then raised his injured hand, his eyes flashing briefly with a faint purple light before it returned to normal.

....

Elsewhere, after Ji Wuming left Qing Yangzi’s room, his demeanor remained the same. It wasn’t until he walked further away that his expression began to shift, as a scary and shocking suspicion arose in his mind.

The person in the room isn’t my "Master"!

From the moment he noticed the blood characters, Ji Wuming became suspicious.

Additionally, through his tests, the "Qing Yangzi" in the room didn’t know about the blood characters, brushing off the injured finger casually.

He had lived closely with Master Qing Yangzi for many years, their relationship like father and son. He understood his master well, and ever since his master fell on hard times, he often helped with daily affairs. He noticed some subtle differences in his master’s expressions and tone.

The person inside is not my master!

Or perhaps, something has taken over my master’s body.

Damn it!

Ji Wuming felt both shocked and angry, worried about his master’s condition.

Yet his will was strong, not showing any odd behavior or leaving any traces. He calmly left the room.

Even though he felt anxious, he forced himself to remain calm, thinking about how to resolve the matter.

The first thought that came to his mind was to seek help from the people in Yun Mansion.

But he quickly dismissed it.

The people in Yun Mansion cannot be trusted.

Or more precisely, if he alarmed them, there was no one in Yun Mansion who he could be certain would solve his doubts.

His subconscious told him Yun Mansion was not safe anymore.

No one can be alarmed!

As he profoundly thought, a flash of insight crossed Ji Wuming’s mind,

While walking, he unfolded the coat he was holding and turned out a bloodstained sleeve.

The vivid "Chen" character fiercely stabbed his eyes!

He suddenly had an epiphany.

This was a warning his master left him, the fundamental way to solve everything.

His restless mind calmed down quickly under the influence of this bloodstained character.

He walked more steadily, his expression returned to normal, as if nothing had happened, and called a fellow disciple next door to wake the other disciples for morning routines and practice.

Then he left the Guest Residence Courtyard of Yun Mansion, heading towards the main gate.

Along the way, when the Yun family servants saw this Young Hero, fearing he might need something, they came to greet him.

Ji Wuming simply stated that he was planning to leave the mansion to see the hustle and bustle of Jingguan City and visit friends.

The servants didn’t suspect anything and pointed him in the right direction.

As he reached a pavilion by the corner, a figure suddenly appeared from the side, seemingly unable to dodge, letting out a cry and leaning backward.

With quick reflexes, Ji Wuming caught and steadied the person.

He glanced down to see a young girl supported by his arm, incredibly beautiful, adorned in a moon-white silk jacket with a lotus-colored cloud brocade cloak, her figure slender like a swaying willow.

The girl, appearing frightened, softly exclaimed "ah" with a blush of shame on her cheeks, then stood back up from Ji Wuming’s arm.

"I’m sorry for bumping into you, young master."

Covering her seemingly hurt hand, she lowered her head shyly, too embarrassed to look directly.

Ji Wuming recognized her attire and assumed she must be a lady from the Yun family. He steadied himself and apologized:

"I am Ji Wuming. I accidentally bumped into the young lady, that was my fault."

"Forgive me."

"However, I have urgent matters. I’ll visit later to apologize properly."

"So you’re the renowned Young Hero Ji from the Shu Mountain Sword Sect! I’ve heard much about you. Is there anything I can help you with, Young Master?"

The girl said brightly, maintaining her fragile and bashful look.

"Thank you for your kindness, Miss Nu’er. I suppose Jingguan City is quite lively today. I’m heading outside the mansion to see it and take the chance, while my elders at the sect are still preparing, to visit some friends," Ji Wuming replied calmly.

"Indeed, today’s the Grand Ceremony at Yunding Mountain. It must be bustling. I’ve been in the mansion for so long, I want to see it too," said the girl, lifting her head, speaking with more excitement, looking at Ji Wuming with an innocent gaze, "May I accompany you, Young Hero Ji?"

Ji Wuming furrowed his brow at the girl’s naive request. He had urgent matters and didn’t expect to run into this young miss of the Yun family who insisted on leaving with him.

While considering how to refuse, he heard a woman’s voice from behind the corner.

"Nu’er sister."

"I was told you came here. Who are you talking to?"

"Let’s go. It’s a big day. The mama in the backyard calls us to greet the old lady."

Saying this, a woman in green sleeves appeared from the corner with a gentle demeanor, it was Zhao Yunluo.

Zhao Yunluo approached while speaking, and only then did she see Ji Wuming.

She recognized Ji Wuming. On her way to being picked up by the Yun family, she encountered the Shu Mountain Sword Sect’s Flying Boat and traveled with them.

"Yun Luo greets Young Hero Ji."

Zhao Yunluo gracefully bowed to him. She didn’t know if he remembered her or not, and she didn’t bring it up.

Ji Wuming vaguely remembered her, but he had no intention of conversing now and returned the bow.

Nu’er’s request was interrupted by the sudden appearance of Zhao Yunluo, making something in Ji Wuming’s mind snap into clarity.

He hadn’t realized that his thoughts were previously influenced, causing indecision as he struggled for an excuse to turn down the young miss.

Now, he cupped his hands,

"Please, go give your greetings, and I have matters to attend to. I’ll take my leave first."

After saying this, Ji Wuming unobtrusively left Yun Mansion.