Xiuxian Work Log

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

Xiao Cui, ah Xiao Cui.

You have really hurt me.

How could I have known that I would be thrown into the water just because I helped someone?

That mermaid is just sick. What does it have to do with me if you run away?

Your legs are not on my body.

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It was a quiet morning. Lin Qingyue came out of Wen's house and turned around to see the door slowly closing.

The birdsong was clear and melodious, and I couldn't tell how many birds were chirping at once. Lin Qingyue couldn't stand it any longer and hurried onto the wooden bridge. The birdsong grew louder and louder, and by the time Lin Qingyue had stepped onto the bridge, the screams seemed to pierce the sky.

Lin Qingyue was feeling very irritated and wanted to go back to the yard right away.

She walked forward quickly, but found that the bridge was getting longer and longer. In the end, even if she ran, she couldn't cross the bridge. The bridge was endless, as if she would never reach the other side.

Lin Qingyue stopped, the bridge returned to its original state, and there was silence everywhere.

She was still in the middle of the bridge, only a dozen steps away from the other side.

Before she came here, the bridge was normal.

But there was one thing that was very unusual: there wasn't a single fish or shrimp in the river. This meant something must have happened to cause this. But considering her recent water-related incidents, wasn't it Xiao Cui?

According to what the mermaid said, she seduced Xiao Cui, so Xiao Cui is most likely no longer here. Otherwise, she wouldn't come to settle the score with her, so Xiao Cui died in that illusion?

Otherwise, how could the fifty years in that illusion be so realistic? Xiao Cui...

Lin Qingyue walked to the bridge and wanted to take a look at the river.

Is Xiao Cui really dead? Is the illusion real or fake?

The river was calm, its current gentle. The water was clearly visible, but not a single fish or shrimp was visible. The water plants swayed and swayed in the water, and Lin Qingyue gradually became lost in it, not noticing that the river had overflowed its banks.

Lin Qingyue came back to her senses when the water vapor hit her face. She saw a huge wall of water in front of her, slowly pressing towards her.

Lin Qingyue hurriedly backed away, only to find that the bridge had grown longer and he couldn't run across it. Finally, exhausted, he sat down on the bridge and was instantly submerged by the wall of water.

Lin Qingyue vaguely felt as if he was carried along by the current. It was like being tied to a carousel and spinning non-stop. The only difference was that this carousel was spinning way too fast.

When her consciousness faded and she thought she had drowned or hit a rock and died, she was pulled out of the water and placed on the grass.

She could feel the grass prickling her body, and the scent of soil and weeds lingered at the tip of her nose.

A warm air flowed from her fingers, flowing into every part of her body. The discomfort gradually subsided, and Lin Qingyue could still feel the warm air soothing her tense nerves. Her body felt light and comfortable. Like rolling in a quilt that had been dried in the sun, Lin Qingyue gradually fell asleep.

This is damn comfortable, who cares about cultivation and systems. She has to sleep no matter what!

The sun gradually emerged, revealing a woman in black lying on the ground. Next to her was a farmer drinking. A girl with black hair and blue eyes poked the woman's face.

Wu Kun took another sip of wine and was speechless when he saw Lan Tang's actions.

"I'm just a mortal, how could I kidnap your river god? And you made him look like this. Compared to you, I feel like a good person."

Lan Tang looked at him with bright eyes, hinting at sarcasm.

"You're attracted to my sword, right? No need to make yourself sound so grandiose. I've known you for hundreds of years, don't I know you?"

Wu Kun lifted the wine jug to drink, but only a single drop of wine escaped. His face showed pain, but he licked the wine away without wasting it. Upon hearing Lan Tang's words, his eyes rolled.

"So what? How can a mere mortal wield such a divine sword? I'm different. I'm a swordsman after all. This sword is a piece of cake for me."

As he spoke, a sword was thrown towards him, and Wu Kun dodged by leaning forward.

"Didn't you say you wanted a sword? Why are you hiding?"

Wu Kun rolled his eyes at her.

"I don't even know the origins of this sword. What if it's a karmic relationship? If I steal it, do I have to settle the score with this girl? No way!"

"I really don't know how you became a sword master. It's really embarrassing."

"Are the two related?"

"It's okay." Lan Tang paused, "I just wanted to scold you."

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What was that? Why was her nose itching? Lin Qingyue opened her eyes and met the gaze of Wen Xiaoshuang, who was holding a piece of foxtail grass.

Wen Xiaoshuang threw the dogtail grass aside and smiled sweetly at her when she woke up.

"Sister Qingyue, you're awake."

Where is this place? Why can't she remember what happened before? She remembered that she had just left Wen's house and woke up here. What happened, and why didn't she remember anything at all?

Lin Qingyue called out the Dust-Breaking System.

"Backup video."

The Dust-Breaking System quickly displayed the previous video, and Lin Qingyue watched it at double the speed. After watching it, he realized that there was actually a familiar person. Wasn't he Yang Zishen's master?

He seems to be very familiar with the mermaid. What is their relationship?

Lin Qingyue stood up and looked around. She was on the grassy plains on the other side of the river. Not far away, in the bushes, was her rusty sword. Wen Xiaoshuang followed her gaze and immediately ran over to hand the sword to Lin Qingyue.

"Thank you." Lin Qingyue took the sword and asked him.

"Why are you here?"

Wen Xiaoshuang's mouth pursed.

"Of course I came here to look for Sister Qingyue! I haven't seen you for many days. Sister Qingyue, I missed you so much!"

lie.

This kid, why does he always talk like this? Thinking that Wen Xiaoshuang also has the surname Wen, Lin Qingyue pointed to the opposite side.

"Do you know the family surnamed Wen across the street?"

Wen Xiaoshuang looked in the direction of her hand, then turned back to look at Lin Qingyue.

"I know." Wen Xiaoshuang nodded. "People in town don't let children go there. My grandma said there are monsters in there. It's very scary."

After saying that, Wen Xiaoshuang hugged Lin Qingyue's thighs, looking scared.

Lin Qingyue saw his eyes, which were clearly eager to try. She couldn't help but turn him around and pull him back.

"If you ever think of going to that place again, I'll complain to your grandma."

"Don't worry, Sister Qingyue. I will definitely listen to you!"

Don't act so confident. What if I become even more worried?

When Lin Qingyue returned home after sending Wen Xiaoshuang, he found that the door was locked.

Is Hua Xiangrong not here?

Lin Qingyue took out the key, opened the door, and walked in. He found that the four-season orchid in the flower garden had died, with yellow leaves and no vitality.

"Hua Xiangrong! Hua Xiangrong! Hua Xiangrong!"

Lin Qingyue called out a few times, but no one responded. She quickly ran over and opened the door of Hua Xiangrong's room. She was shocked by the scene before her.