Xiuxian Work Log

On a sunny and breezy morning, smoke from cooking curled up, and the courtyard was quiet and peaceful. A young man in a navy blue robe walked slowly up the steps towards the courtyard.

He raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door, and a crisp sound echoed in the courtyard.

"Who?"

A female voice called out, followed by the sound of footsteps in the yard. With a creak, the door opened, revealing the girl's delicate and beautiful face.

"Hua Xiangrong?"

Lin Qingyue looked at the young man at the gate of the yard in disbelief and said quickly.

"Hua Xiangrong, have you recovered your memory? When did you come out?"

The young man smiled a simple smile, as fresh and natural as the green buds emerging in early spring.

"Miss Lin, long time no see."

"I just came out of the illusion yesterday. I was delayed by some things, so I didn't tell Miss Lin."

"Xiangrong hasn't thanked Miss Lin yet. If it weren't for Miss Lin, I'm afraid it would take a long time for me to get out."

Lin Qingyue looked Hua Xiangrong from front to back and then he felt relieved.

"No need to thank me, it's good that you're out."

"After you came out, did you find the mirror monster?"

Hua Xiangrong's eyes flashed.

"The mirror monster... is already dead."

Yesterday, after he finished defending Yang Zishen, Lan Tang saw Wu Kun, who was drunk, rummaging through his storage bag. Unable to bear the thought, he snatched the bag from him, pulled out a broken bronze mirror, and threw it to him.

"I told you not to stuff the wine in there too hard, and now everything's in there. One thousand nine hundred and eighty-seven wine jars, and still some spring snow. So you're living such a comfortable life? Then why don't you pay me back?"

Yingchunxue is a famous wine in the world of immortal cultivation. It takes a hundred years to brew a jar. It has a strong and spicy taste and a long aftertaste. After getting drunk, you will have a big dream. It is the favorite wine of sword cultivators.

But the disadvantage is: expensive!

A jar of Yingchunxue costs 1000 low-grade spirit stones, while a bottle of 100 fasting pills costs only 10 low-grade spirit stones.

Wu Kun burped and lay on the ground in a humiliating manner.

"Pay back the money?"

"I've returned all the money to you, so what am I going to use to buy wine?"

In an instant, hundreds of water swords hung around Wu Kun.

"Humph~"

The farmer burped and chuckled.

The water sword stabbed down, but missed.

Wu Kun, who had just been lying on the ground, was now standing on the roof, staggering, his steps floating like a leaf in the wind.

A sword appeared from behind him, gleaming in the moonlight.

Lan Tang smiled softly at this and looked directly at the farmer on the eaves with interest in his eyes.

"Bibi?"

Wu Kun on the roof staggered a few steps and gestured to Lan Tang.

"One hundred jars of snow to welcome spring."

"That's no comparison."

Lan Tang lay back in the chair and crossed his legs.

Not long after, Wu Kun's hesitant voice came from above.

"What about fifty jars? It can't be any less. Last year, I went to a small sect to teach swordsmanship and I even got 100 mid-grade spirit stones!!"

Lan Tang closed his eyes.

Wu Kun: "Then ten jars? Even a mosquito is meat, no matter how small it is. You have to give me some mosquitoes to eat, right?"

A gust of wind blew, and Lan Tang stood next to Wu Kun.

"Go outside and fight."

The two people disappeared in the blink of an eye. Yang Zishen came over and looked at the bronze mirror in his hand with Hua Xiangrong.

The bronze mirror was damaged, had a simple structure, and had simple patterns on it. There was not a trace of spiritual or demonic energy on it.

Yang Zishen sounded somewhat disappointed.

"Since even the demon soul is gone, I couldn't find its body before. It was already dead before I could kill it."

Hua Xiangrong stared at the bronze mirror in silence for a long time. Yang Zishen sensed something was wrong with him and asked him quickly.

"what happened?"

"He killed her..." Hua Xiangrong said.

Yang Zishen: "If he didn't kill them, who else could have done it? Killing monsters in the world of immortal cultivation won't cause public outrage. Although these immortal cultivators who treat monster lives as worthless are hateful, no one will care."

Yang Zishen: "When I met Hua Cixi, my master asked me to say hello to him. I think he drank too much and his mind has become abnormal."

After hearing what Yang Zishen said, Hua Xiangrong spoke, causing Yang Zishen to fall silent.

Hua Xiangrong: "This isn't an ordinary killing. When a normal monster dies, its spirit will gradually dissipate. If it's a monster with a real body, and that body isn't damaged, a portion of its aura will remain attached to it."

Hua Xiangrong turned the bronze mirror over, and the reflective surface reflected the faces of two people.

Hua Xiangrong: "As for this bronze mirror, the damage isn't very serious, but it has lost all its aura."

Yang Zishen: "What do you mean?"

Hua Xiangrong: "The Mirror Demon might still be alive."

Yang Zishen was shocked, "How is this possible? Once a monster leaves its body, it will surely die!"

Hua Xiangrong looked serious and pale as she looked at the graceful lotus flowers in the lotus pond.

"This might... be related to the forbidden technique he practiced."

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"Sister, what are you doing here? I've seen a lot of strangers coming to our place these past few days."

Wen Xiaoshuang, biting a candied haws, asked the stranger who was playing in the mud next to her. Xiaohu, who was next to her, also had a candied haws, and looked eager to join the mud-playing group.

Seeing the girl with a calm expression, placing the stones she had picked up on the ground in a serious manner, Xiaohu couldn't help himself.

Xiaohu: "Sister, can I play with you?"

Wen Xiaoshuang, who was standing next to him, saw this and immediately spoke up. "Sister, I want to play too!"

As he spoke, he found a stone from a distance and placed it next to the girl. Not to be outdone, Little Tiger also picked up stones from elsewhere. The two of them fought over the stones, and soon all the stones in the area were gone.

After picking up the dirt, they started digging and handed it to the girl, but Fu Weisheng didn't take it and refused them.

"I'm not playing in the mud, don't."

Wen Xiaoshuang pointed at the stones and mud on the ground and looked at Fu Weisheng.

"I saw you playing in the mud, but you just didn't want to play with us two. You thought that since we were young, Sister Qingyue would play with us!"

Xiaohu echoed from the side.

"Sister, let's play together. Good friends should play together."

Fu Weisheng fell silent, looking at the formation on the ground that had been messed up by the two people. For a moment, he regretted talking to this kid named Wen Xiaoshuang.

The next day, the other party not only brought a little fat boy to pester her, but also kept yelling in her ear. She thought she was practicing the formation and playing in the mud. She had never seen such a friendly child!

The children of their Fu family are not like this! They are all very polite and sensible, even though they are not familiar with them.

Time is running out, she needs to find the Water God as soon as possible.

Fu Weisheng: "Where is the largest river here?"

Wen Xiaoshuang stared at him with her big eyes. "It's to the west of the town, are you going fishing there?"

Xiaohu: "The fish there are very smart right now. No one nearby can catch them!"

Wen Xiaoshuang: "How do you know you can't catch him?"

Xiaohu: "My mom asked my dad to go fishing there, but the net was torn by the fish and we didn't catch a single fish. That was a brand new fishing net my mom bought last year!"

Wen Xiaoshuang: "Are the fish there so hard to catch? Then I'll tell my grandpa not to go there, or he might get eaten by the fish."

Xiaohu: "Wen Xiaopisces can't eat people."

"It's time to eat." Fu Weisheng interrupted their conversation, and two pairs of eyes below looked at her.

Fu Weisheng cleared his throat and said, "These fish all swam here from other places. I don't know how many mountains and rivers they have crossed to get here. They are very strong and have sharp teeth. Children like you can eat one in one bite."

"Don't go there again next time." Fu Weisheng walked towards the west side of the town, but stopped after a few steps and looked back at Wen Xiaoshuang and Xiaohu.

"besides."

“Don’t engage with strangers who come to town.”