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Chapter 54 Restoring the Disordered Memories

At the end of summer, Xia Erge, Xia Mu, and Xia Sange reunited.

Xia's mother and Xia's third brother searched for everyone they had met that day, but no one was willing to help.

Unable to learn what had happened, Xia's mother and third brother felt a sense of despair.

Xia Erge's emotions stabilized somewhat as summer drew to a close.

The four people met.

"Shall we go home first?" Xia's mother forced a smile at Xia Mo, but her face was full of exhaustion and discomfort. Her forced smile was inexplicably heartbreaking.

Xia Mo reached out and took her mother's hand, passing on the warmth of her own.

"Mother, let's settle down in the county town," Xia Mo said, trying to lighten the mood by smiling and looking up at the sky.

It's getting dark now, and if we head back now, it'll take another half an hour. We still need to get to Anping County early tomorrow morning, it'll be exhausting.

“No, we still have smoked meat at home,” Xia’s mother shook her head.

"It's okay, I've already hidden the smoked meat," Xia Mo said, tugging at her mother's hand and gently shaking it in a coquettish manner.

Looking at her energetic little daughter, Xia's mother felt inexplicably relieved.

“Actually,” Xia Mo suddenly leaned close to Xia’s mother and whispered in her ear, “I have already asked my master for help.”

Thinking about how Xia Mo was weak at first but is now healthy, Xia's mother has unwavering faith in Xia Mo as her master.

"I didn't bring any money from home when I came," Xia's mother frowned.

Staying at a guesthouse in the county town must cost money.

Xia Mo pretended to reach into his pocket, but in reality, he took out twenty taels of silver from his soul space and handed it to Xia's mother in a mysterious manner.

When Xia's mother saw the money, she was startled at first, and then quickly covered it with her body.

"Did your master give this to you too?" Xia's mother asked worriedly.

Xia's mother was worried that if she gave too much, her family wouldn't be able to pay it back, and that her daughter would have to pay it back. Her daughter, whom she had lost and then found again... she was terrified!

“Yes,” Xia Mo saw what Xia’s mother was afraid of deep down and remained silent for a moment.

She worried her mother.

"Don't worry, Master is a hermit. Money is just a worldly thing to him. It's nothing to him." Xia Mo said this in a playful tone, with exaggerated gestures.

After a long day of suppressed laughter, Xia's mother, second brother, and third brother were amused by Xia Mo, and their moods inexplicably lightened.

“When we are able, we will find what your master needs and repay her,” Xia’s mother whispered to Xia Mo.

Xia Mo nodded with a smile.

With these twenty taels of silver, Xia's mother could take Xia Mo, Xia's second brother, and Xia's third brother to stay at an inn.

Xia's mother booked a four-person room and asked for a piece of cloth to be used as a curtain to separate the section of the bed where Xia Mo slept, creating a private space.

Soon after they settled into the inn at the end of summer, the innkeepers received many inquiries.

The innkeepers were all dumbfounded.

Aren't those people from nearby villages who couldn't make it back to their villages that night and just temporarily rented a place at the inn? Why are so many people asking about them?

Xia's mother, second brother, and third brother were clearly not sleeping soundly.

Xia Mo quietly took out her homemade calming incense from her soul space and lit it.

With the calming incense on them, the three of them were finally able to fall asleep peacefully.

Xia Mo then condensed his divine sense into thin threads, extending them towards the government prison.

Inside the prison behind the yamen—

Xia's father and elder brother were imprisoned in the same wooden cell.

The two men were detained and awaiting trial when they learned that they had become the murderers of the thugs!

They knew they were innocent, and they kept crying out for justice until their throats were parched, but it was no use.

The jailer replied with a grim face, "What murderer would admit to actually killing someone?!"

Xia's father and elder brother were speechless.

But they are clearly not murderers!

Xia's father and elder brother could only shout in vain.

"We are innocent, we are innocent..."

Xia's father and elder brother shouted until their throats were practically burning, but they still refused to give up and continued to shout.

"We're innocent..."

Xia's father and elder brother clung to the wooden bars of the prison door, continuing to shout with difficulty.

The jailer was too lazy to even bother with platitudes, rolled his eyes, and let the two of them shout.

Xia Mo's voice rang directly in the minds of Xia's father and eldest brother.

"Father, brother."

"Nah!"

"Little sister!"

Xia's father and elder brother, who were shouting until their throats were parched, were startled and unconsciously called out. Their eyes darted around the cell, thinking that Xia Mo had arrived.

Xia Mo used her divine sense to transmit her voice, hurriedly saying, "I am speaking to you through my master's power. No one else can hear me, only you can."

When Xia's father and elder brother heard that this was the case, and that Xia Mo had not been put in jail, they breathed a long sigh of relief.

Xia's father and elder brother spoke in their hearts, wanting to pass on a message to Xia Mo.

Helpless, Xia Mo used her divine sense to transmit her voice, saying, "You must speak in your mind, I cannot hear you. You must speak softly."

Xia's father and elder brother suddenly regretted it. They had shouted for too long, and their throats were sore from shouting that they could still taste the blood when they swallowed. They were afraid they would not be able to speak softly anymore.

Father Xia looked at his eldest brother, gesturing for him to speak.

Brother Xia looked helplessly at his father.

Seeing the predicament of Xia's father and elder brother, Xia Mo continued to transmit her voice, "Father, elder brother, don't worry, you will be fine."

Xia's father and eldest brother nodded hastily, wanting to tell Xia Mo and the others to take care of themselves and the smoked meat while they were away, but as soon as they opened their mouths, their throats started to hurt.

She was clearly capable; she couldn't possibly watch her father and older brother suffer.

Xia Mo frowned and said telepathically, "I'll go get some water."

Xia's father and elder brother were worried again.

Xia Mo used her divine sense to take the water bottle from the prison warden. The warden, who was lying down asleep, did not notice that the water bottle in front of him had been taken away out of thin air.

When Xia's father and elder brother saw the kettle fly over by itself, they were dumbfounded.

Xia's father and elder brother drank the whole pot of water, and their throats felt a little better.

Xia Mo moved the empty water bottle back to the table where the jailer was sleeping.

The jailer was thirsty and wanted a drink of water. He picked up the water bottle and found it was empty. He was puzzled, thinking he must have misremembered and hadn't filled it before going to sleep.

Xia's father and elder brother stopped shouting.

After confirming that Xia's father and elder brother would not be tortured in prison, Xia withdrew his divine consciousness.

She hadn't planned to start cultivating so soon, fearing her body would become sickly.

But right now...

She needs to use magic to restore her disordered memories.

Xia Mo decided to focus on cultivating the second level of the Spirit Refinement Realm, so that although she looked sickly, she wouldn't collapse.

Just do it.

Xia Mo crossed her legs, assumed the correct posture, and began her practice.