Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 179 I rule over everything!
"Hey, grandma."

Mo Yu stood in the shadows at the end of the alley and dialed the phone home. With the phone pressed to her ear, the voice was low and soft, as shy as a spoiled child.

Feng Shayan, who was on the phone with him, was stunned when she heard the voice and briefly suppressed her shame, but she reacted in an instant.

The deeper Mo Yu's affection for his grandparents, the more it showed his trust in her, and the more he entrusted this matter to her. But she messed up everything and betrayed this trust. I'm afraid that in addition to his disappointment, his resentment towards her will also deepen.

She bit her lower lip, clenched the earphone with her fingertips, lowered her eyes, and felt a wave of shame surge in her heart.

There was a slight noise from the other end of the line, followed by grandma's familiar voice, clear and with a hint of smile: "Oh, it's Xiaoyu! You kid, you don't call me often. What are you busy with?"

"I'm busy running around." Mo Yu's lips curled up slightly, his tone more relaxed. He leaned against the wall of the alley, but his eyes unconsciously swept into the distance, as if confirming something. "How are you? I heard you fell, are you okay?"

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay. I just accidentally fell and sprained my ankle. It's a small problem!" Grandma laughed heartily, as if the injury was not worth mentioning. "Your grandfather insisted on making a fuss and carrying me back. I can still walk with my old arms and legs, but he refused to listen. Don't worry, I'm fine!"

Mo Yu listened, but frowned slightly.

He knew his grandmother's temper. No matter how much pain she was in, she would never tell the truth, always afraid that he would worry. The image of her thin figure falling appeared in his mind, and the murderous intent that had just been suppressed in his heart was faintly churning again.

As far as he can remember, he grew up with his grandparents at his second uncle's house. His father disappeared when he was three, and his mother divorced when he was five and has never been heard from since.

Although his second uncle was his biological uncle and treated him like his own son, he worked hard every day to support his family, running a small business, and earning a hard-earned income through ups and downs. They said they lived together, but except for special occasions such as the New Year, he rarely saw his second uncle throughout the year.

The only things that filled his memories of the first twenty years of his life were his grandparents.

Memories came flooding back.

When he was little, he fell down climbing a tree and broke his head, and his grandmother scolded him while applying medicine; his grandfather carried him around the village, just to find a grasshopper to make him laugh; the back of his grandmother knitting a sweater on a winter night, and his grandfather's gruff voice telling old stories by the fire...

These bits and pieces emerged in his mind, Mo Yu's nose felt sore and tears welled up in his eyes.

He took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and spoke in a steady tone, "Are you really okay? Don't be so stubborn. If you sprain your ankle, you need to rest. Don't move around. I'll go back to see you in a couple of days after I finish what I'm doing."

"Oh, no need to rush back!" Grandma waved her hands quickly, her voice filled with a hint of anger. "Your grandfather and I are fine. This little injury is nothing. Just go about your business and stop worrying about us. If you're truly filial, bring a girlfriend home soon and stop making us worry about you!"

Mo Yu was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "Grandma, you're changing the subject so quickly, aren't you? I just asked you about your fall, and you're already thinking about my girlfriend?"

"Nonsense! Your grandfather and I are already this old, what else do we have to worry about? Isn't it just you that we're worried about? Find a wife, have a child, and have a family. Then we won't miss you anymore."

Grandma's tone changed, with a hint of emotion, "Grandpa and grandma are old, and we can't be with you for many more years. You've been an orphan since childhood. If we don't take good care of you, if something happens and you're gone, there will be no one to take care of you."

"I've watched you grow up, and I know that although you appear to be able to talk to anyone, you're actually quite cold and arrogant at heart. If we hadn't urged you to get married while we were alive, you probably wouldn't have found one in your lifetime after we're gone. It would have been so pitiful to be all alone and helpless in your old age." Grandma lowered her voice, revealing pity and worry.

Mo Yu was silent, his throat choking. He wanted to say something, but the words wouldn't come out.

Grandma's words pierced his heart like a needle. He had been a loner since childhood and had many friends, but it was difficult for him to make true friends. His grandparents were his only weakness and his deepest concern.

"Okay, stop talking about me. This time when I go back, I will definitely bring you a granddaughter-in-law to see." He coughed lightly and changed the subject. "Where's grandpa? Didn't he grab the phone and nag me?"

"Don't change the subject. Grandma's not stupid," she said, her voice tinged with resentment. "Kid, you keep saying nice things like 'I'll definitely bring a granddaughter-in-law,' but I've heard that so many times I'm tired of it. When have you ever actually brought one home? You always try to make me happy with these words, but your grandpa and I won't fall for it!"

"Grandma, I really didn't lie to you this time. Please believe me for once." Mo Yu smiled bitterly.

"Believe you? If I believe you, I'll never have a great-grandson in my lifetime!"

Grandma snorted, her voice filled with urgency. "Xiaoyu, your grandfather and I are old now. When we can still move our legs and feet, you have to give birth to a child for us as soon as possible. I can still help you take care of the baby in the next few years. Otherwise, when I can't walk anymore, your wife will have no one to take care of the baby after giving birth. How hard it will be!"

"Look at the Li family next door. Their grandchildren are running around everywhere. Every time your grandfather and I see them, our hearts ached."

"Grandma, don't worry, I..." Mo Yu wanted to explain, but was interrupted before he could finish his words.

"Don't tell me 'don't worry'. How can I not be anxious?" Grandma's voice rose, a hint of complaint in her voice. "You're already in your twenties, and you haven't even seen the shadow of a partner. Your grandfather and I are old, how many years can we accompany you? While we can still move, you should hurry up and give me a child to hold. Otherwise, I won't be at peace even when I die!"

"Okay, okay, I get it." Mo Yu sighed, his tone a bit more compromising. "Don't die of old age, you two will definitely live a long life."

"If I don't scare you, how can you care?" I encountered my family urging me to get married, which was as strong as a monster.

Even a strong man who could defeat an army alone on the battlefield was unable to resist and was defeated.

After rambling on for over an hour, Mo Yu finally hung up after a series of reassurances and a cheerful smile. He leaned against the wall, his smile gradually fading. He picked up another phone and spoke in a low, cold voice, "Please help me find out who knocked over my grandma. I need to know his name, where he lives, how many people are in his family, how many cats, dogs, and fish he has!"

On the other end of the line, Feng Shayan bit her lower lip, her fingertips gripping the headset. She listened to Mo Yu and his grandmother's daily chatter, not daring to hang up, the shame still lingering in her heart. Hearing his cold tone, she wanted to advise him that the person who bumped into her wasn't from the same circle, and that it was a taboo for an outsider to attack an ordinary person.

But when the words came to her lips, she swallowed them back, sighed helplessly, and whispered: "Well, I will help you find it."

After a pause, she continued, "Also, regarding the elders, I can arrange for top medical resources to come to their homes for treatment. They can use Chinese medicine, Western medicine, or even people from their own field."

Mo Yu held his forehead, remained silent for a moment, and then said calmly, "Not for now. At this time, the ankle injury allows the two elders to stay at home and not go out, which is a good thing. After I finish the matter in a couple of days, I will go back and deal with it."

Feng Shayan was stunned for a moment, then she understood what he meant.

Although Mo Yu appears lazy most of the time and seems indifferent to most things outside of martial arts, Feng Shayan's understanding of him makes it very clear that Mo Yu is by no means a martial arts fanatic who knows nothing.

On the contrary, Mo Yu was extremely meticulous. On the day he won the fight and got engaged to her, he proposed that the Feng family send people to protect their family members in the South China region. He had just made an example of someone to scare the monkeys, and then he called her to ask her to strengthen her protection and be on the lookout for counterattacks.

The problem that has arisen now is due to her oversight in execution, not because Mo Yu had not anticipated it.

The same was true for refusing medical treatment. What Mo Yu said was only one of the reasons. There was a deeper reason: he didn't trust the doctors hired by the Feng family! He even questioned the Feng family's ability.

It won't be a big deal if you delay your ankle. Mo Yu has the Nine Yin Healing Chapter on him, plus his medical background, so he can still handle this level of injury.

After hanging up the phone, Feng Shayan looked at the dark screen. Only a slight electric sound remained in the headset. She took a deep breath, her eyes very complicated.

Mo Yu leaned against the wall of the alley, put away his phone, looked up at a house at the end of the street, and a bloodthirsty and crazy smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This place is in a good location, and although it is inhabited by some wealthy dog ​​owners, there are still many pedestrians on the street.

He walked slowly until he arrived at a courtyard with five entrances. The walls, made of gray bricks and black tiles, looked plain and simple, but in fact they were made of exquisite materials. The sandalwood beams and pillars, the red gates and the high walls all revealed a profound heritage.

With a light tap of the toes, a strange formation unfolded from beneath his feet. The four plates rotated like ripples on the water, instantly covering the entire house and isolating the inside from the outside.

"boom!"

As he raised his hand, his true energy surged and the vermilion door collapsed with a loud bang, and broken wood scattered everywhere.

"Who are you and what do you do?" The two strangers in charge of security rushed over immediately after hearing the noise and roared at Mo Yu.

Their auras were strong, about 0.7 Feng Shayan's. Of all the people he'd fought in this world, the weakest combat unit Mo Yu could remember was his girlfriend.

Too lazy to respond, he swung his right arm, sending two streaks of sword energy swiftly shooting out, piercing the two men's heads with pinpoint accuracy. A flash of blood flashed, but under his control, the sword energy dissipated after penetrating, without affecting anything within the compound.

Before the two bodies fell to the ground, he waved his hand and the bodies disappeared out of thin air. The ground was so clean that not even a drop of blood was left, as if no one had ever been there.

Mo Yu took a step indifferently and crossed the open space where the two were originally standing.

He sensed that someone in the house was trying to pass on information to the outside, and someone was trying to escape over the wall, but everything was in vain under the cover of this strange situation.

"I am the direction, I am good and bad; I dominate everything in all directions!" Mo Yu murmured in a low voice. His tone was not very firm, but it revealed a different kind of domineering.

The Qimen Bureau was in operation, and the eight trigrams were circulated under his thoughts. The gates of life and death, the auspicious and inauspicious positions, were all controlled by his mind. The inside and outside of the house had become his control.

No matter what happens inside, people outside can't see anything unusual, and people inside can't get out.

I don’t mean anything else. No one in the Wang family’s old house today, no matter what their relationship with the Wang family is, will be able to leave alive.

As I, Mo Yu, said, it would be useless even if Jesus came!
(End of this chapter)