Xiuxian Work Log

In the restaurant, all kinds of delicacies from land and sea are placed on the table, including pork, duck, fish, meat, vegetables and fruits. It is dazzling to look at. You want to eat one thing and want to eat another when you see another.

The girl sitting in the inner room sucked in the food in an unruly manner. Fortunately, there was no one in the room, otherwise someone would probably be scared if they saw it.

The humming sound of opera singing drifted in through the window. Lin Qingyue ate while listening to the lively singing, with a very happy expression on his face.

The Dust-Breaking System suspected that if she was given a rocking chair, she would definitely lie down to eat.

"Why can't you be in such a hurry?"

Lin Qingyue took a bite of the steamed fish and felt the fresh and juicy texture blooming on his taste buds.

"There's no point in me getting anxious. This is the reality. Instead of getting anxious out there, I might as well relax and prepare."

In his mind, the Dust-Breaking System kept spinning in circles. Lin Qingyue felt dizzy looking at it, so he simply stopped looking at the Dust-Breaking System.

Out of sight out of mind.

It happened that the actors in the audience sang this.

"How can a father and son kill each other? It is difficult for yin and yang to be together."

"If it goes on like this for a long time, how can our love and affection last forever?"

"Dad! Dad! What are you doing?!"

"If we can't be father and son in this life, we won't have to meet in the next life."

"Daddy! Daddy ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Seeing this, Lin Qingyue stopped eating and walked to the window to watch the show.

Seeing that she was attracted by the content of the play, the Dust-Breaking System explained it to her.

"This play tells the story of a father who commits suicide for his son."

"This father and son were originally small businessmen, but because they offended a powerful person, the father wanted to allow his son to escape. He detained the powerful person, killed him, and then committed suicide."

"It's a very touching story."

Dust-Breaking System finally commented like this.

After listening to it, Lin Qingyue saw that the next play was being performed on the stage, and then he sat down again.

After a while, she brought a chair and a bowl full of food and sat on the chair, eating while watching the show.

The Broken Dust System, which originally thought that she was just going back to eat, saw this action and refreshed its opinion of Lin Qingyue.

"Your actions always surprise me, host."

Lin Qingyue took a bite of food and responded to the Dust-Breaking System in his mind.

"Oh, I see. Want to say thank you?"

The Dust-Breaking System twitched the corner of its mouth.

"Need not."

Lin Qingyue: "Oh."

When Lin Qingyue finished his meal and walked out of the restaurant, he happened to meet Xiaohu walking towards him.

The other person's eyes lit up when he saw her, and he ran over and gave Lin Qingyue a bear hug, causing her to stagger.

"Sister Qingyue!"

I haven't seen this kid for a few days, how come he has become heavier again?

"Have you gone to get it these past few days? I couldn't find you, and I think Brother Rong is missing too."

Lin Qingyue let go of Xiaohu and replied to him.

"We left for something, and now that we're done, we're back. But I think it might take a while for Brother Rong to come back."

"How long is a while?"

Xiaohu didn't quite understand.

Lin Qingyue: "A long while means a very long time. Once the work is done, your brother Xiangrong will be back."

The Dust-Breaking System had a strange and weird feeling in Lin Qingyue's mind.

"Your brother Xiangrong will never come back~"

Lin Qingyue: "If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb."

Dust-Breaking System: "It's really ugly when you treat people differently."

Lin Qingyue: "Your face is thicker than the city wall."

The two parted unhappily.

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In the pavilion, a young man in a robe stood by the railing, looking at the lotus flowers in the pond. The water-red petals were gorgeous, fresh and elegant, swaying slightly in the breeze, with various postures.

After searching inside for a while and not finding what she wanted, Hua Xiangrong withdrew her gaze and lowered her eyes to look at the bright moon in her hand.

Mingyue seemed to notice his gaze and vibrated the sword in response to Hua Xiangrong.

The young man smiled and thanked Mingyue.

He didn't remember when he regained his memory, probably after Miss Lin confronted him. He could recall the past every day, and gradually he remembered everything.

I thought of my mother, thought of Yang Zishen, thought of... him.

Because he couldn't get the Green Mirror, he didn't go back immediately after his memory recovered, but planned to stop Miss Lin from telling him the clue of the Green Mirror.

Because of He San's appearance, he couldn't stop Miss Lin at all. Fortunately, He San did not go out with Miss Lin, otherwise the situation would have become more complicated.

He had never heard of He San's name in previous years at Cibei Temple. The other party was not much different in age from him, but he could not reach the other party's realm at all.

When Hua Cixi came out of the clay Buddha, she had already left.

He left the clay Buddha in the pavilion, with a bitter face and a look of despair.

Not noticing Hua Cixi's presence, Hua Xiangrong ignored it and walked out of the pavilion to the bustling corner.

Hua Xiangrong walked in.

Yang Zishen was seen practicing swordplay. Wu Kun drank some wine while using his spiritual sense to conjure up a ruler to correct Yang Zishen's posture.

Lan Tang was lying on a recliner under the shade of a tree, watching Yang Zishen howling with great interest, as if he was watching something interesting.

Seeing him coming, he said something.

"Memory restored?"

Hua Xiangrong: "I've recovered. Thank you for your help, senior xk!"

Lan Tang chuckled.

"Why are you thanking me? You didn't even contribute. Cui wanted to do it herself and didn't even bother asking me. How loyal she is."

It's just that she is not the loyal one.

Lan Tang found it boring and just waved it away.

"Forget it, forget it. If someone beats you up in the future, you'll come back crying to me anyway. So what's the harm in waiting?"

Someone patted his shoulder. Hua Xiangrong turned around and found that it was Yang Zishen who hit him with a leaf.

Yang Zishen saw Hua Xiangrong turning around and chuckled.

"Hua Xiangrong, you finally came out!"

"Let's go play together later!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ruler hit him, digging deep into the ground with each hit. Yang Zishen covered his head and hid everywhere.

But there is nowhere to hide.

Wu Kun took another sip of wine and squinted his eyes as he watched Yang Zishen hiding in a panic.

"Why are you hiding? This is my true teaching. Enjoy it!"

Yang Zishen felt that he definitely did not feel the enjoyment that his master talked about. Instead, his body was sore all over as if it had been broken, and it was extremely painful to move at all.

After drinking, Wu Kun took out a rocking chair from his storage ring and lay down with Lan Tang, guiding Yang Zishen.

"Circulate spiritual energy."

Yang Zishen sat down and began to circulate the surrounding spiritual energy into his meridians. The spiritual energy moved through his meridians, rushing and surging, constantly washing and cleansing. Yang Zishen's forehead was covered with sweat, and his eyes were closed tightly.

Wu Kun said to Hua Xiangrong who was doing nothing.

"Don't be idle either, protect him."