Morning Star

It was so easy for her.

But she couldn't just walk over there, after all, it looked like a lot of people wanted the book. Who knew if someone would come and snatch it away after she got it? So in order to hide her face, she took out the rabbit skull she had bought earlier and put it on her head as she walked over.

Push through the crowd to solve the puzzle.

The riddle is: There is still a drizzle at dusk, which makes the guests cry.

She picked up the brush that someone had just put down and wrote a word in a crooked way: wine.

The white-haired old man sitting in the front was not surprised at all. He even stroked his beard and stared at the crooked words with disgust in his eyes.

Chujiu smiled awkwardly but politely, and continued to write poetry. She had lived in this world for so long, and although her writing with a brush was a little ugly, she was already proficient in writing traditional Chinese characters.

She wrote a poem by Li Bai, titled "Asking the Moon with Wine - My Old Friend Jia Chun Asked Me to Ask It".

When has the moon appeared in the blue sky? I stop drinking and ask. People cannot reach the bright moon, but the moon follows people. It is as bright as a flying mirror overlooking the red palace, and the green smoke disappears before the clear light shines. I only see it coming from the sea at night, but I don’t know when it will disappear into the clouds. The white rabbit pounded medicine from autumn to spring, and Chang’e lived alone. Who is her neighbor? People today cannot see the moon of the past, but the moon of today once shone on the ancients. People today and the ancients are like flowing water, and we all look at the bright moon in the same way. I only wish that when I sing and drink, the moonlight will always shine on the golden cup.

After she finished writing a poem, no, she finished reciting it from memory, the white-haired old man looked at her with a look of disdain that turned into admiration. Everyone around was stunned.

When she took the book away, someone even wanted to ask her for advice. She didn't stay for long and found an excuse to get away.

Back to the present, Chu Furong's face was filled with disbelief and shock after listening to her story.

After a long while, Gao Yashan broke the silence: "So the person wearing the rabbit head is actually the Third Miss!"

"Oh, yes." Chujiu nodded.

Chu Furong came to her senses and felt incredible. She smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to have such good luck. It just happened to be the day when the old man gave you the book. But I didn't expect you to be able to write poetry. I really underestimated you."

"Uh... hehe." Chujiu stammered and laughed dryly, lowering his head guiltily, his eyes dodging constantly.

How dare she say that she didn't write it at all?

Chu Furong thought she was embarrassed, but only Mo Xinglan beside her knew that she was feeling guilty.

Based on his understanding of her, she might have copied the poem from somewhere.

Chujiu didn't really want to go to the psychedelic forest, but she was a little dissatisfied when she thought of what Chu Furong had said before. And no matter how big the psychological shadow was, she would have to face it sooner or later, and it was better to overcome it sooner rather than later.

So I finally decided to go to the psychedelic forest. Just like Chu Furong said, even if I can't get the treasure inside, I will go as far as I can. In the end, it will be worth it. Anyway, I am here to gain experience.

The days passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye it was the day when the fog in the psychedelic forest dissipated. Chujiu and his companions arrived at the outskirts of the forest early, waiting for the fog to dissipate.

There were only about thirty people who arrived at the outskirts of the psychedelic forest. As rumored, most of them were young disciples who had just entered the Piaomiao Realm.

The vast majority of people are preparing for the secret realm that will open once every five years in more than a month.

As for some of those who came in earlier, it was probably because they were unwilling to give in.

A young man under a tree said in confusion, "I thought there would be a lot of people, but I didn't expect there would be only these few."

Another boy next to him who looked older said, "I heard that many people are preparing to enter the secret realm in more than a month."

The boy in front was puzzled again: "There is still more than a month left, why are you preparing so early?"

"You don't know, this secret realm opens once every five years, and the door to enter the secret realm is only open for quarter of an hour, and it will take half a month for the door to exit the secret realm when it opens next time. Many people may not be able to make it in time, so don't we have to prepare well?" The second boy told the first boy the news of his arrival.

After hearing this, Chujiu couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

They were really lucky this time. The psychedelic forest that cleared the fog every two years and the secret realm that opened every five years, weren't these the kind of things that only the protagonists in novels would encounter?

"What are you thinking about? Why are you smiling so happily?" Mo Xinglan, who was standing next to Chujiu, asked when he saw her suddenly grinning.

Chujiu looked up at Mo Xinglan and told him what she had just heard.

After listening, Mo Xinglan asked, "Do you want to enter the secret realm?"

"How can I let go of free good stuff? Especially when it's rare treasures." Chujiu said with a smile.

"..."

She would go and have a free lunch whenever there was one.

However, he was also well prepared for the opening of the secret realm this time.

Not long after the two finished talking, a figure walked over.

"I was just wondering whether the little girl would come, and I didn't expect to see you here." The man smiled as if he was meeting an acquaintance.

Chujiu's right eyelid twitched and he had a bad feeling, so he looked up towards the sound.

This person looks familiar, but I forgot where I have seen her before.

Mo Xinglan frowned and glanced over with cold eyes.

Who is he? Where did he come from?

He lowered his eyes and looked at Chujiu with a cold, questioning look.

Chujiu shuddered when she received the gaze, and quickly shook her head to indicate that she didn't know him either. Mo Xinglan's unhappy expression didn't change at all after seeing this, and he looked at the person again.

Chu Furong and Gao Yashan also looked back and forth between the visitor and Chu Jiu with a strange look on their faces.

"Do you know him?" Chu Furong asked Chu Jiu.

Chujiu glanced at her, then looked at the smiling man in front of him, hesitated for a moment and asked: "Um... do we know each other?"

The smile on the man's face froze immediately, and he turned into a look of grievance and helplessness: "I didn't expect that the girl would forget me after we last met."

"Huh?" Chujiu's mind was a mess and he couldn't remember who he was.

But at the same time, she also felt a chill rising from the soles of her feet.

Mo Xinglan had a sinister look on his face, his cold eyes moving between her and the man.

The man didn't seem to notice and sighed, "It's not your fault, girl. I only spoke a few words to you in the crowd that day and you left. I didn't even have the chance to introduce myself to you. I didn't expect to meet you here today. It seems like it's fate for us."

So he cleared his throat and began to introduce himself: "My name is Zhang Shizhong, and I am the second head of the Plum Blossom Hall. I have been training in the Misty Domain for three years, and I know a little bit about the big and small things there. If you have any questions or encounter difficulties, you can come to me. I will definitely do my best to help you."

After a pause, he smiled and looked at Chujiu: "May I ask your name, young lady?"

"Uh..." Chujiu hesitated.

She remembered who this person was. It was one of the people she had questioned on the street that day. The one wearing black.

It was just that at that time, no matter how I looked at him, he had a malicious look on his face. But why did he speak differently today? Did he have two faces?