Immortal Mystery Sequence: I Establish a Divine Duty for Heaven and Earth

Jiangzhai.

The night was deep, and the hazy moonlight spilled like mercury onto the ground.

Zhou Ning'e was fast asleep, curled up in the quilt, breathing evenly. Jiang Tu sat on the edge of the bed and gently patted his wife's delicate face.

"My wife."

He's not awake.

"Get up and go back to sleep."

He patted her again, and Zhou Ning'e mumbled a soft "Hmm?" before turning over and responding half-asleep.

"My wife, I have something to discuss with you."

Zhou Ning'e rubbed her sleepy eyes, propped herself up, her black hair cascading down her back, her bare face still charming and beautiful. She looked at the sky, then at Jiang Tu standing in front of the bed with a serious expression, and yawned.

"Husband... what do you want so late?"

"I'll borrow my son for a bit."

"?"

Zhou Ning'e blinked, her sleepiness completely gone.

"Little River Flow...? Now?"

"Yes, he won't be home for a while, and he'll be mostly away from home from now on. He'll only come back at night to show his face. Your wife should tell everyone that the child is sick and it's inconvenient for him to see people. Just show your face every few nights to cover up the lie."

Zhou Ning'e sat on the bed, hugging the quilt, quickly going over the situation in her mind. Her thoughts became clear and her eyes sharpened: "Husband... are you going to use Xiao Jiangliu's ability to change appearance and shapeshift to impersonate someone else? Could it be...?"

Some time ago, she was verbally harassed by Rong Yidao in Yingfeng City, and later, a wealthy man from Zhou came to her door and was humiliated, retreating in a sorry state to Xiaopei County... These two incidents have been weighing on Jiang Tu's heart, leaving a simmering anger that she has kept hidden. She has always been able to sense this, so she often comforts and consoles him. However, she never expected that her husband would quietly wait until tonight and suddenly want to take Xiao Jiangliu away.

There might only be one explanation for this!

Zhou Ning'e reached out and grasped Jiang Tu's hand, saying seriously, "Husband, are you really going to—"

"Hush... It's enough that you know it in your heart, my wife. There's no need to say it out loud. My mind is made up, so please rest assured."

Zhou Ning'e looked at him.

In the darkness of night, her husband's eyes were calm and resolute, without the slightest hesitation or doubt.

She parted her lips slightly, pondered for a moment, and ultimately did not try to persuade him further. She was half worried and half moved. Her husband was willing to kill someone himself for her sake and for his father's sake!

Another wave of guilt welled up in her heart. "You are a cultivator who dislikes killing. It's all my father and I who have dragged my husband down..."

"What nonsense are you talking about? We are husband and wife, bound by the same blood and sharing the same fate... Besides, I'm not just doing this for you, I also have my own plans... My wife, you just need to cooperate with me in playing this role well, there's no need to say anything more."

"Over the years, I have worked with you to raise Xiao Jiangliu, and there has never been any failure. My husband, you can rest assured."

Jiang Tu nodded in agreement and was about to get up when she grabbed his sleeve.

"My lord, there is one more thing I need to do."

"Um?"

"Xiao Jiangliu can keep this lie hidden for a few more years at most. When he turns fourteen or fifteen, he'll have grown into a young man... At that time, my husband only needs to put on some simple makeup to pretend to be the son. My husband must act clever and quick-witted to please his maternal grandfather and make me, his mother, happy!"

Jiang Tu: "..."

He recalled that Zhou Ning'e had been managing the anti-aging cosmetics business for the past few years and had indeed learned a lot of makeup skills. Any skill could be mastered by her after a short period of learning, and simple makeup was naturally no problem for her.

But he never expected that this was what she was planning.

"My wife is so amusing! You're so skilled at makeup, just so you can get me to call you 'Mother'? Dream on!"

He raised his hand and lightly flicked his wife's forehead before getting up and quickly leaving the house.

A soft laugh and gentle reminder came from behind: "Husband, please remember to be careful in everything you do and return safely."

……

……

Quiet room.

Jiang Tu sat cross-legged, and sitting opposite him was a young boy, none other than Xiao Jiang Liu.

It was born in the late summer of the thirty-fourth year of the Jingtai reign, and now it is the autumn of the forty-fifth year of the Jingtai reign. It is eleven years old, slightly taller than children of the same age, with handsome features, fair skin, and is cute and lovable.

In terms of appearance, she possesses both the quiet beauty and purity of Zhou Ning'e and the handsome and dashing features of Jiang Tu, making her naturally attractive.

At this moment, Xiao Jiangliu was tilting his head and looking at him with empty and bewildered eyes.

Jiang Tu raised his hand and beckoned.

Swish!

The young man who had been with the Jiang family for more than ten years quickly shrank in size, turning back into a palm-sized straw doll in Jiang Tu's hand. Jiang Tu flipped his ten fingers, quickly pinching and shaping the face, adjusting the contours of the eyebrows and eyes, adding a few stubble lines, and swiftly transforming it into a new face.

A moment later, a figure in black robes appeared in front of him.

His appearance was eight or nine parts similar to Rong Yidao's, but his eyes still had a natural dullness and naivety, and his mouth drooped, making him look a little dim-witted.

"Hmm... just make do with it, as long as it can fool people."

After a moment's thought, he pulled out another straw figure from his sleeve—the Spiritual Straw Figure.

The little guy's hands and feet were tightly bound together by Jiang Tu's specially made high-quality straw rope. He was sitting on the table with his cheeks puffed out, his little face full of grievance. But as soon as he met Jiang Tu's gaze, he grinned, revealing his snow-white little tiger teeth, and chuckled.

Its limbs flailing wildly, as if it were about to break free and cause trouble at any moment.

Over the past few months, Jiang Tu had chased it away countless times, but it would always reappear soon afterward, wreaking havoc and causing trouble in the Jiang residence.

Later, Jiang Tu simply tied it up tightly whenever he saw it, and every few days he would take it out and beat it until it behaved, then let it go back to see its mother, Xiao Tu Yun. He would tie it up again when it returned, repeating this cycle until he barely managed to control it...

However, its trip to visit relatives in Qingshan Lake was not very smooth. Xiao Tuyun seemed to dislike it even more, and it was often sent back quickly.

The dog is disliked by people, yet it is extremely loyal to both of its owners and cannot be chased away no matter what. It is truly heartless.

"Tonight... we're going to get down to business. If you dare cause any trouble, don't even think about coming back!"

He remembered that the intelligent straw man had a cautious and reliable side when it came to serious matters; otherwise, he would never have released it.

Sure enough, upon hearing that there was something important to discuss, the intelligent grassman actually quieted down, blinked its big eyes, nodded solemnly, and its little tuft of hair on its head swayed back and forth.

Jiang Tu hesitated before loosening the straw rope. This time, it didn't sneak away. Instead, it sat obediently on the table with its short legs crossed, waiting for Jiang Tu to speak.

"Wouldn't it have been better if we had done this earlier?" Jiang Tu felt slightly relieved. "From now on, the Myriad Manifestations Straw Man will continue to be directly controlled and managed by me remotely, with me in charge of directing operations. Xiao Jiang will transform into a human and walk outside, replacing Rong Yidao... Spiritual Straw Man, you are responsible for delivering the kill."

"Did you understand everything?"

Xiao Jiangliu nodded, somewhat bewildered.

The intelligent straw man blinked, and surprisingly, despite its young age, it solemnly clasped its hands in a fist and bowed respectfully before grabbing Xiao Jiangliu's arm.

Swish!

A green light surged forth, enveloping both of them—

The Great Earth Escape Technique was activated! In the blink of an eye, the two straw figures disappeared into the earth without a trace—

Jiang Tu closed his eyes, his consciousness traversing a hundred miles, synchronized with the Myriad Grass Man.

The night breeze brushed past my ears, and my vision suddenly rose higher.

The magnificent and prosperous Yingfeng City unfolds in the night, with thousands of lights scattered like stars!

……

……

Yingfeng City.

goo goo-

The Myriad-Faced Grass Man transformed into a snowy white owl, its wings outstretched, circling above the city, its bright and sharp eyes scanning each street and alley with precision.

Following the trail of the messenger, we traced the clues... In a dark alley in the east of the city, two shadowy figures conversed in hushed tones, each with a secret Taoist whistle hanging from their waist... On the second floor of a teahouse in the south of the city, someone sat listlessly by the window, carrying a Taoist sword on their back...

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that there were over thirty messengers and at least fifteen Daoist disciples lurking in the shadows throughout the city.

The snowy owl noted down the location of each person and the patrol route, avoided all sight, flapped its wings, and gracefully descended!

coo.

The snowy owl called out, then lowered its head and pecked at the white feathers on its chest, just like a snowy owl.

After a while.

A figure in black robes walked from the alley entrance, his steps unhurried. A snow owl perched on his shoulder, his arms bulging. Occasionally, a plump, white head would peek out from under his robes, only to be shoved back down by the snow owl's claw.

He stood in front of the Rong residence, with no one around.

Swish!

With a flash of green light, his figure disappeared into the courtyard wall.

In the courtyard, snores rose and fell.

The guards and servants, both overt and covert, lay sprawled on the corridor, all fast asleep. As the man in black robes moved, a packet of fine purple powder flew everywhere. The dosage of this sleeping potion was perfectly controlled by the herbalist, only to intoxicate without causing harm, and the person would remember nothing upon waking.

They walked silently and gracefully to the front of the main hall.

The incense inside the hall was strong.

Rong Yidao slept in the center, with two women on either side of him fast asleep, the light purple medicinal powder he had sprinkled spreading throughout the hall.

After being warned and reminded by the Taoist sect, Rong Yidao had already restrained himself, dismissing most of the worldly women he had abducted from the mansion, leaving only a few of his favorites to serve him.

Sudden--

Rong Yidao, who was fast asleep on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes!

Having spent over a decade as a farmer and many years living under the Daoist sect, his intuition for danger was far sharper than that of ordinary cultivators. Moreover, on the earth, Tian Jun's perception was inherently far superior to that of Daoist cultivators.

Danger!

He instantly became alert, looked around, and vaguely smelled a strange medicinal odor. He quickly sat up with a start.

"Wake up! Wake up, all of you!" He pushed the women on either side of him, but they didn't react.

Cold sweat instantly broke out on my forehead!

He instinctively leaped to the ground, intending to use earth-遁术 (earth-遁术 is a type of magic or technique) to escape.

boom!

The main hall door was suddenly pushed open, causing him to pause in his movements.

Moonlight poured in!

A man in a black robe stood outside the door, his face mostly hidden by a hood, the shadows obscuring his features, though his stature was identical to the man's.

"Who?!"

Rong Yidao shouted, questioning the other party, saying that if anything went wrong, he could escape at any time!

Whoa!

The man in the black robe slowly raised his hand and removed his hood.

The moonlight shone down on that face, revealing the contours of his eyebrows, eyes, and stubble on his chin, all strikingly similar to his own, except for that intelligent look in his eyes. It was as if he were looking in a very tasteless mirror.

Rong Yidao was stunned: "You...who are you?! Why do you look so much like me?!"

The man opposite, "Rong Yidao," opened his mouth, paused for a moment, and then spoke in a wooden voice, "I am... Jiang... Liu."

Rong Yidao: "???"

River flow?

What the hell is Jiang Liu?

The man in black robes didn't seem to realize he'd made a mistake. He just stood there blankly, showing no threat whatsoever as an assassin. Rong Yidao had completely disrupted his emotional flow.

Snapped!

The snowy owl on his shoulder flapped a wing and hit the back of his head.

As if waking from a dream, Rong Yidao, clad in black, spoke again, his words a little clearer: "I am... Rong... Yi...dao."

Rong Yidao was stunned, almost laughing out of anger. He felt it was absurd, utterly absurd!

You can't even speak properly, yet you come here and brazenly impersonate me?!

Are you alright?

You're Rong Yidao? Then who am I?!

"You audacious, ignorant fool, daring to impersonate a Taoist priest in broad daylight! What is your punishment?! Quickly offer your neck for execution!"

The black-robed Rong Yidao did not respond, but just stared blankly at him, tilting his head to the side.

The hall was deathly silent.