Ning Dao Covered with Snow

Chapter 335 Grandma
Master Mo was taken aback for a moment, then asked blankly, "A butcher's knife?"

He didn't understand why the topic of a butcher's knife had suddenly come up out of nowhere.

Yan Ciwan coughed lightly and explained in a low voice, "My grandmother used to be a butcher's daughter."

Nie Xiayun continued, "After my father died, I took over the family business. Back then, the pigs I raised were plump and strong. When slaughtering pigs, I was quick and efficient. No matter how much pork a customer wanted, I could cut it in one stroke without ever making a mistake. I was a well-known pig slaughterer in the surrounding area. Every day, there were countless customers who came to my shop to buy pork. I supported my whole family with this skill."

After she finished speaking, she slightly raised her chin, her chubby face full of pride, her expression clearly showing off, "I'm so great, aren't I?"

Master Mo exclaimed sincerely, "It's rare for ordinary people to have such a skill. The old lady is truly amazing!"

Nie Xiayun was quite pleased with the praise, and the corners of her mouth turned up high.

Yan Ciwan reminded them, "We should go."

Nie Xiayun immediately stopped smiling: "Yes, yes, let's get out of this awful place quickly."

Master Mo called out to the two women, asking, "Young ladies, could you tell me how you got into this dungeon?"

Nie Xiayun frowned, somewhat anxious: "Can't we wait until we get out of here to talk about these things?"

“I’ve been here for ten years. During that time, the sorcerer came to see me many times. I know him better than you do. Although I despise his character, I have to admit that his scheming and methods are very clever. Now we seem to have regained our freedom, but I’m worried that this might be a trap he has set. So I want to find out how the young lady came here first. I’ll try to deduce whether there are any hidden traps.”

Nie Xiayun looked him up and down, somewhat disbelieving: "You can tell fortunes?"

Master Mo Wen stroked his messy beard with feigned seriousness and said modestly, "Deduction is not fortune telling. Everything in the world has its own laws of development. I deduce the progress of events based on these laws and finally calculate a rough result."

Nie Xiayun couldn't understand him. She felt that the old man in front of her was talking nonsense, and he was a bit like the swindlers she had met before.

But the swindlers were only after money, while this old man didn't want any. Even if he talked nonsense, Yan Ciwan wouldn't lose anything, so Nie Xiayun didn't say anything more.

Yan Ciwan recounted in detail how she infiltrated Hengqing Temple and found her way to the dungeon.

When she said that she had killed two people with a swift stroke, she lowered her voice involuntarily for fear of frightening the two elderly people, and her words became somewhat unclear.

Master Mo had noticed the two corpses lying on the ground not far away long ago. He guessed that Yan Ciwan was responsible, so he didn't react much.

He listened attentively, then tapped his fingers, squinted his eyes, and muttered something.

Yan Ciwan had heard about her master's deeds from Xiao Wang and knew that although he was often unreliable, he was indeed quite capable. She had some expectations for him.

At this moment, Nie Xiayun had already run to Danxiazi's body. Looking at Danxiazi lying in a pool of blood with her eyes wide open in death, she recalled that scene from many years ago, and hatred surged up. She spat fiercely at Danxiazi's face.

"Letting you die so easily is too good for you!"

Hearing the voice, Yan Ciwan turned to look at Nie Xiayun and asked, "Grandma, did he ever bully you before?"

Nie Xiayun gritted her teeth and said, "The sorcerer once led a group to hunt down my husband, Ayang, and me. Among them was this Danxiazi. They forced the three of us to leave our hometown and flee everywhere. In the end, my husband was shot and killed by an arrow while protecting me and Ayang." Yan Ciwan did not expect there to be such inside information.

She walked over to Nie Xiayun's side and saw that Nie Xiayun's eyes were red and there were tears glistening in the corners of her eyes.

"Grandma..."

Nie Xiayun choked back tears, saying, "I originally wanted to stay and be with my husband, but A-Yang was still young at the time, and she couldn't be without an adult to take care of her. I had no choice but to... I had no choice but to leave him behind and continue our escape with A-Yang. I couldn't even take his body with me. I had originally thought that I could be buried with him after I died, but... but I don't even know where his body is..."

In the end, she couldn't hold back her tears.

In Yan Ciwan's memory, Grandma was always a strong woman. She was the only daughter in her family and was raised as a son by her parents from a young age. Later, she married into the family and inherited the family business after her parents passed away. A woman shouldered the heavy responsibility of supporting the family.

Later, her daughter married into the royal family and became the esteemed Princess of Xizhou. Unwilling to force herself to adapt to the many rules of the royal family, she chose to live alone in a small courtyard in Xizhou City. She refused to be served and grew vegetables and raised chickens every day, living a self-sufficient life. She often brought vegetables, chickens, and ducks to visit her daughter's family.

She never hid her background as the daughter of a butcher and was proud of her strength and health. Even when she was imprisoned in a dungeon and her future was uncertain, she was not afraid or apprehensive.

Yet this strong-willed woman was crying at that moment.

Just as Yan Ciwan was about to offer some words of comfort, she saw Nie Xiayun suddenly wipe away her tears, grab the whisk from the ground, and slap it hard across Danxiazi's face.

"You ruined my family and caused my death. Even if you die, I will not let you get away with this!"

After whipping it a few times, she found that the bristles of the whisk were too soft and it was not very effective to whip it. So she turned the whisk around, used the wooden handle as a weapon, and whipped Danxiazi's face hard.

With a snap, Danxiazi's head was turned to the side by the blow.

Nie Xiayun mustered all her strength and slapped him a few more times, cursing as she did so, as if she were venting all the hatred that had been building up in her heart for many years.

Only after Danxiazi was beaten beyond recognition did she feel much better, and casually threw the whisk on the ground.

"You killed my husband back then, and now you've been killed by my granddaughter. What goes around comes around, this is your retribution!"

Seeing her angry expression, Yan Ciwan knew that her grandmother had cheered up. Her grandmother was always like this; she never let herself be enveloped by negative emotions for too long, so she always seemed full of energy.

She finally asked the question that had been lingering in her mind for so long—

"Why is the Five Gods Sect so determined to target our family?"

Originally, Nie Xiayun and her daughter Ning Qingyang had agreed that they did not want Yan Ciwan to bear too many grudges, so for many years they had kept the secrets of the Five Gods Sect and the Ning Clan firmly, intending to take all the secrets to their graves.

But now Yan Ciwan has been targeted by the Five Gods Sect, and she will find out about those old things sooner or later. Rather than letting her be deceived by that old shaman's sweet words, it's better to tell her the truth now.

So Nie Xiayun didn't hesitate for long before telling the truth.