Acai's Sky

Before dawn, Lanruoxuan was shrouded in an eerie silence. Ah Cai squatted on the eaves, her fingertips gently stroking the real Mingyue pendant.

The jade pendant shone with a warm luster in the morning light, and there seemed to be floating clouds inside.

"So," she turned to look at Ye Wuhen, who was sitting on his butt with Glutinous Rice Dumpling, "how much did you charge?"

Ye Wuhen struggled to stick his head out: "Five hundred taels! Who knew this brother and sister..." His words were interrupted by a sudden scream.

"Jia Fugui! You have no conscience!" Jia Zhenzhu rushed into the yard, her hair disheveled and her skirt in the air. "You actually used my dowry to hire someone to act in a play?!"

Jia Fugui hid behind Xuantian, his fat face covered in sweat: "Sister, listen to my explanation... Father is seriously ill and needs Yunmengze's help..."

"I don't need your head!" Jia Zhenzhu picked up the broom and started to hit him. "You're obviously just coveting the ancestral inheritance..."

\"Bang!\"

The broom hit Brahma, who suddenly revealed his true form, and instantly turned into a fireball.

Bifang shook its feathers in dissatisfaction, sparks flew everywhere, and just happened to ignite the hem of Jia Fugui's clothes.

"Fire! Fire!"

The fat man frantically patted the flames on his buttocks, his belt loosened, and his pants slid down to his ankles, revealing his underwear embroidered with copper coin patterns.

Tong Shishan laughed so hard that he fell down and fell from the roof.

The golden raccoon dog shot out like lightning and caught her in mid-air, but both she and the raccoon dog crashed into the clothesline and were wrapped like dumplings in layers of gauze.

\"That's enough!\"

The old master shouted loudly, waved the whisk in his hand, and water mist fell from the sky, extinguishing all the flames.

He walked slowly to the center of the yard, and the moon pendant glowed softly in his palm.

"Twenty years ago," the old sect leader's voice sounded particularly vicissitudes in the morning light, "Old Master Jia took advantage of my retreat and stole the sect's treasure. Now..."

"He's not my father!" Jia Zhenzhu suddenly knelt down. "He's... my uncle! My father was just hiding it for him..."

The truth, like a stone dropped into still water, stirs up ripples. It turns out the Jia family's eldest master, who stole the jade, has long since died in a foreign land, while the current head of the family—the Jia siblings' father—has been secretly collecting rare medicinal herbs for years, hoping to create a jade pendant so indistinguishable from the original and return it to Yunmengze.

"My father has been living a life worse than death these past few years.

Jia Zhenzhu burst into tears. "He tried three hundred and seventy-six times... but not once could he replicate the spirituality of the Mingyuepei..."

Ah Cai's heart was shocked.

She suddenly understood why there were so many broken jade materials in the Jia family’s storehouse and why Jia Fugui always cried poor - all that money had turned into failed forgeries.

The old master sighed and gently placed the Mingyue Pendant on the stone table.

The jade pendant suddenly shone brightly, illuminating a sneaky figure on the roof - Jia Fugui was trying to escape over the wall!

\"Want to leave?"\" Ah Er waved his folding fan, and three silver lights shot out, accurately pinning Jia Fugui's clothes.

Unexpectedly, the fat man escaped without even taking off his outer robe, and continued to climb the wall in his ridiculous copper coin underwear.

"Woof!"

Feiyue turned into a black and white lightning, leaped into the air, and bit Jia Fugui's waistband.

With a "swish" sound, the last fig leaf was destroyed.

\"My eyes!" Tong Shishan screamed and covered her face, but peeked through her fingers.

In this chaotic moment, the Mingyue Pendant suddenly levitated, projecting a series of images: twenty years ago, on a rainy night, a man who bore a striking resemblance to Jia Fugui sneaked into Yunmeng Lake; fifteen years ago, Old Master Jia knelt in the ancestral hall to repent; ten years ago, he painstakingly carved his first fake...

"I see."

The old master had a complicated expression, "Mr. Jia, these years..."

"Master! Be careful!"

Acai's warning was still a step too late.

Ye Wuhen broke free from his restraints at some point, and a dagger was pressed against the old leader's back!

"Give me the jade pendant!" His face was grim. "I am..."

\"Bang!\"

A white shadow fell from the sky and landed precisely on Ye Wuhen's face.

The tail of 朏朏 exploded to three times its size, stuffing his mouth with fur. While he was frantic, the glutinous rice dumpling came crashing down on him.

\"Boom!\"

The ground shook three times.

When the dust settled, Acai discovered that the Mingyuepei had returned to her hands at some point.

The jade pendant was as warm as before, and the flowing clouds inside actually formed a small "赦" character.

The old master looked at the word thoughtfully, and suddenly said in a loud voice: "Descendants of the Jia family, listen to my orders!"

Jia Zhenzhu kowtowed quickly.

"The feud between Yunmengze and the Jia family has come to an end."

The old master waved his whisk and said, "But Jia Fugui is cunning and treacherous, so he must face the wall in the cold pond for three years!"

Jia Fugui, who was hiding in the jar, let out a shrill howl.

As the morning light grew, Ah Cai looked at the mess: Tong Shishan and Huang Jin Raccoon, wrapped like dumplings, Jia Fugui, wearing only a bellyband, Ye Wuhen, his face covered in cat hair, Tuan Tuan combing Ah Er's hair...

"So," she weighed the jade pendant in her hand, "is this mission accomplished?"

The old master smiled slightly and said, "What do you think?"

At this moment, Feiyue suddenly rushed out from the inner room with a bulging bag in her mouth, followed by a group of ragged servants from the Jia family.

The bundle fell apart, and countless silver ingots rolled all over the ground.

\"My private money!" Jia Fugui screamed.

The gold ingot flew out with a "squeak" and its little claws quickly dug into Ah Cai's Qiankun bag to grab the silver.

Xuantian slowly climbed onto the pile of silver, flipped his tortoise shell, and pressed down the largest ingot.

\"Anyone who sees it gets a share!" Tong Shishan finally broke free from the gauze curtain and quickly picked up the two ingots.

Ah Er elegantly used his folding fan to push away the silver ingot that had rolled to his feet, but unexpectedly the fan suddenly fell apart with a loud bang - it was gnawed by Tuan Tuan until only a few skeletons were left.

"My 'Mountains and Rivers in One Color' fan!" he lamented.

The old leader shook his head, turned and walked out: "I'll wait for you at the foot of the mountain." Before he finished speaking, he turned into a breeze and disappeared.

Ah Cai watched the crowd still scrambling for silver, and suddenly felt the weight of the Mingyue Pendant in her hand. She seemed to understand something about this mission, yet also seemed even more confused.

"Hey," she kicked Ye Wuhen, "you just said 'I am'... What do you mean?"

The thief spat out a mouthful of cat hair and smiled mysteriously: "Guess?"

At this moment, the door of the Jia Mansion was suddenly kicked open.

A group of officers and soldiers rushed in. The leading constable looked at the mess in the yard, stunned: "This... this is..."

"Sir!" Jia Fugui suddenly became alert and pointed at Ye Wuhen and shouted, "Catch the thief!"

"Bullshit!" Ye Wuhen jumped up, "You were the one who hired me..."

\"Take them all away!\" The constable waved his hand with a headache.

In the chaos, Acai quietly retreated to the corner.

Feiyue came over with Jia Fugui's jade belt hook in her mouth, Jin Yuanbao was counting the stolen silver on her shoulder, Tuantuan was rubbing her ankles, and Fantian was standing above her head and yawning.

"Let's go." She rubbed the big head of the glutinous rice dumpling. "It's time to go home..."

Before she could finish her words, a broken tile suddenly fell from the roof. Ah Cai looked up and saw Huang Jin He tearing down the Jia family's plaque from the beam. Tong Shi Shan was directing him from below: "Click to the left! Click to the left again! The words are pure gold!"

Ah Cai sighed, and suddenly felt that this kind of world seemed not bad?

In the morning light, the moon pendant in her palm felt slightly warm, as if responding to this thought. In the distance, Jia Fugui's voice, like a pig being slaughtered, came: "My golden plaque—"