Xiuxian Work Log

On August 8st of the Xian calendar year, the weather was sunny.

It seems to be just as Pochen said, I can’t get out.

But the Dust-Breaking System said that I could leave after handing over Xiao Cui. Could it be that the illusion ends after Xiao Cui gets married?

I don’t know if Xiao Cui minds marrying Mr. Sun’s corpse. After all, it’s a marriage, who says it has to be with a living person?

But I can only think about this in my mind.

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Sitting in the mud house, the cicadas chirping outside the window filled her ears. Lin Qingyue seemed to remember the small, blue-brick house she and Hua Xiangrong had lived in in Qingjing Town. It wasn't big, and the yard was tiny too. Ten steps from the gate, she could see vibrant four-season orchids and a wooden rocking chair. During her downtime, she loved to sit in the rocking chair and daydream, something she had never dared to imagine before.

She used to work overtime simply to save money for her retirement, whether it was just daydreaming or doing anything else. As long as it wasn't endless overtime and meetings, she was happy doing anything. She'd worked overtime just to avoid overtime, a realization she only realized in her sudden death. She'd given her all just to stay alive, yet received nothing in return.

Lin Qingyue looked at Xiao Cui in front of him. Her expression was very complicated. Sadness, anger, relief, gratitude, and confusion intertwined together, her face as rich as a palette.

To be honest, Lin Qingyue didn't want to listen to what Xiao Cui had been saying for a long time.

"I'll go back to my room first." Lin Qingyue nodded to Xiao Cui, stood up, and walked towards the room without stopping.

"Wait!" Xiao Cui stopped her and said, "I haven't thanked you yet!"

"Do you really want to thank me?" Lin Qingyue looked up at her.

"But..." Lin Qingyue paused as he looked at Xiao Cui's eyes.

"I didn't help you!"

"What!" Xiao Cui was stunned, her voice revealing anxiety, as if she was verifying something.

"If you weren't planning on helping me, then why did you kill my father? Aren't you the immortal who came to rescue me?"

Lin Qingyue saw the fear on her face and smiled slightly.

"I killed him only because he wanted to sell me to a brothel. I won't guarantee your life~"

Xiao Cui looked at her distraught and said nothing. Lin Qingyue walked past her and returned to the room.

It was not until the next day when the Dust-Breaking System watched yesterday's backup video that he learned about this matter. He was still mocking Lin Qingyue for this.

"Holy Mother!"

"Neuropathy!"

"I clearly told you to just hand her over, but you insisted on meddling. So you want to stay in this illusion with a bunch of illusions? A simple mission has become complicated because of you. Do you even understand how important this mission is?"

Lin Qingyue was sitting with Xiao Cui for dinner. Xiao Cui had changed after a night like before. Her actions were still enthusiastic towards her, but her heart was far away.

Lin Qingyue felt the softness of the taro in his mouth and returned to the Dust-Breaking System in his mind.

"Are you a pervert? You're even secretly watching backup footage. You've been telling me to do what you say the whole time, so why should I listen to you? Besides, even if I don't complete the mission within the allotted time, as long as I work eight hours a day, it counts as hard work~"

The Dust-Breaking System screamed, "Didn't you die suddenly from working overtime? Shouldn't you love your work just like me? You lied to me!"

Lin Qingyue raised his middle finger towards himself and listened to the sound of the Dust-Breaking System breaking through the defense.

"I love working. Am I not working now?"

"And you were the one who said I was ambitious. So, are you talking about ambition based on how much overtime I work? Then there's a reason you were deceived. Your process is a straight line, right?"

The Dust-Breaking System's Qi twisted, and the white cat twisted into a ball and exploded into countless data streams, spinning rapidly like a tornado.

The tornado gradually turned into a straight line.

"Star Citizens never have to work. Planting, production, sales, and service are all done by machines. Who would have thought that in the pre-Blue Earth era, even work wasn't based on experience?"

The calm tone revealed arrogance and pity, and Lin Qingyue could no longer bear it.

"I already know you have very advanced technology, but that doesn't mean you can comment on it from a high position. Your advanced technology was built by countless humans. I don't think you have the right to taunt humans by stepping on their flesh and blood."

The Dust-Breaking System transformed into a cat and lay on the platform.

"Host, you can refute me, but this is the truth."

……

Suddenly, there were two less people in the house, and she didn't have to do a lot of work, nor did she have to pay back the money she owed to Master Sun. Although she had no money, Lin Qingyue gave her five taels of silver for food, lodging, and laundry.

Five taels of silver! This was something Xiao Cui had never dared to dream of. Before, her father would gamble away any money the family had, and her constant work could not make up for the loss.

Every day she lived, she told herself that she would just grow up and get married. As long as her husband stopped gambling, she would be much better off. However, before she even grew up, her father ran up a gambling debt of twenty taels. He kept muttering about being cheated, and when the casino debt collectors came, he shoved her out with a playful smile.

"Don't I still have a daughter? Give this girl to Master Sun and we'll call it a day!"

Someone asked him with a smile: "Are you really going to give it to Master Sun? These days, people give their daughters to Master Sun every day, and you don't even know if Master Sun would like your daughter."

The Mr. Sun they were talking about was a sixty-year-old fat man with big ears and a greasy face. He was the richest family in their county, and the casino also belonged to Mr. Sun's family.

Xiao Cui felt disgusted and embarrassed by their undisguised stares. She was like pork in the eyes of a butcher, at the mercy of others.

Grandpa Sun agreed. She thought that at least she could have enough to eat at Grandpa Sun's house. After all, she did all the work at home and could only eat what her father and brother left over.

This seemed to be going well until Lin Qingyue came. When she could eat her fill, she no longer wanted to eat her father and brother's leftovers.

She might be an unfilial daughter, otherwise why wasn't she sad at all when her father died?

Xiao Cui took out the money Lin Qingyue gave her. She wanted to go to the county to buy some cloth to make herself a new dress, and then go to the noodle shop to eat a bowl of plain noodles for ten cents to see if it was as delicious as her brother said.

Xiao Cui cleaned herself up and put on her newest clothes. Even these newest clothes were discarded by a wealthy girl in the village. She had done some odd jobs for that family, and the girl saw that she was still wearing her childhood clothes and asked if she wanted some of her old clothes.

"The material isn't nice, and the patches aren't great, but at least it's better than what you have. I'll give it to you if you want it."

Xiao Cui took the clothes back and washed them. Only then did she wear clothes for the first time that were not her brother's leftovers.

When Xiao Cui arrived at the door and was about to take a ox cart to the county, a rusty sword stopped her.

"No one's dead dad would go out like this."

Xiao Cui's tears suddenly flowed down.