Mu Xue and Mu Xue

When he heard that they were here to eat noodles, an irrepressible smile immediately appeared on his face. The smile spread from the corners of his mouth to the corners of his eyes, and his wrinkles were smoothed out.

"Hahaha!" The boss laughed heartily, his voice echoing in the street, "Noodles are delicious!

"I happen to be the owner of this shop. Although my wife usually manages the finances, today I'm the boss and I'm treating you all to noodles!" He said as he waved enthusiastically and invited everyone into the shop.

"Ah!" Yun Yuyao was slightly stunned, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then she quickly waved her hand to refuse, "No need to treat us, there are too many of us, so we can't let you treat us!

Besides, if the boss lady knew about this, she would probably be angry with you." Her voice was clear and pleasant, with a hint of sincerity.

"Oh, it's okay," the boss waved his hand nonchalantly, with a bright smile on his face. "I can still order a few bowls of noodles. Just find a place to sit, and I'll cook noodles for you." As he said that, he turned around, opened the door of the noodle shop, and walked in briskly. His enthusiastic look made it impossible to refuse.

"Uh...really, there's no need..." Yun Yuyao wanted to refuse a few more times, but the boss had already disappeared into the store.

She sighed helplessly, and seeing that it was not easy to say anything, she could only gesture for everyone to find a place to sit down.

People filed in. The interior of the store was simple and warm, with several wooden tables neatly placed and the air filled with the aroma of flour and spices.

Not long after everyone sat down, there was a slight sound of wind, and a purple figure fell from the sky and landed at the door of the noodle shop.

It was Ziyuan. She had changed into a purple dress.

The skirt is exquisitely tailored, the hem flutters gently in the wind, and every pleat seems to contain poetry.

The color of the skirt is like the deep night sky, with a mysterious luster, which makes Ziyuan's fairy temperament more intense.

Her long hair falls down like a waterfall, with a few strands gently swaying in the wind, adding a touch of lively beauty.

Coupled with her posture of descending from the sky, it seemed as if she was really a fairy from the fairyland.

Passersby who saw this scene couldn't help but stop, their eyes attracted by Ziyuan.

The men's eyes showed admiration, and some even opened their mouths slightly, revealing an infatuated look;

The women's faces were filled with envy, their eyes full of admiration for Ziyuan's beauty and temperament;

Even the dog lying on the side of the street immediately ran over, wagging its tail and rubbing Ziyuan's feet affectionately, as if it was also attracted by her charm.

"Wow! Sister Ziyuan is so beautiful!" Muxue was the first to exclaim, her eyes wide open, full of admiration and amazement, "This dress suits you so well!"

"Haha, isn't it beautiful!" Ziyuan walked in with a smile, the hem of her skirt swaying gently with her steps. "I'm going to attend a dinner after the competition, so I'll wear it out today and let you help me see if it looks good." Her voice was crisp and pleasant, with a hint of playfulness.

Everyone nodded in praise, and for a moment, the noodle shop was filled with laughter.

Dinner time passed quickly in a warm atmosphere. The sunset glow in the sky gradually faded away, replaced by a bright moon.

When they returned to their residence, the moon had just emerged, casting its cool light and dyeing the earth silver-white.

Lin Mo returned to his room. The room was dimly lit, with only the moonlight coming through the window illuminating a corner.

He saw Yan Liyu still sleeping soundly on the bed, with the quilt kicked aside and one hand still on the edge of the bed.

"Oh no!" Lin Mo frowned slightly, a worried look on his face. "It seems that the side effects of the pill are really serious! Is there any danger to his life?"

While talking to himself, he walked to the bed and gently pulled the quilt for Yan Liyu.

He didn't know the conclusion given by the doctor on the stage, so he was so worried.

If he knew that Yan Liyu was fine and the side effect of the powerful elixir was just sleeping, he would probably be as shocked as Ziyuan.

Lin Mo didn't think too much about it. He was exhausted after a day's journey.

He yawned, took off his clothes and went to bed.

After a while, the sound of even breathing could be heard in the room, which was particularly clear in the quiet night.

Mu Xue stretched and felt a little uncomfortable in her stomach, so she decided to go to the bathroom.

She tiptoed out of the room, and the cool night breeze blew on her face, making her shiver.

The outhouse is in the corner of the yard, surrounded by several big trees. The shadows of the trees cast mottled black shadows on the ground, adding a mysterious atmosphere.

Just as she walked out of the toilet, thinking about going back to the house and getting into the warm bed, suddenly, with a "bang", she felt something hit her head hard.

"Ouch!" Mu Xue cried out in pain and immediately covered her head with her hands, her eyes full of grievance and anger, "It hurts!

What hit me?!" Her voice was particularly loud in the silent night.

Mu Xue rubbed her head and looked down angrily.

When she saw this, her eyes widened instantly, and the anger on her face was replaced by surprise.

There was a book lying quietly on the ground. The appearance of the book was very strange, a style she had never seen before.

The cover of the book is very brightly colored and looks particularly eye-catching in the dim night.

The colors seemed to be soaked in sunlight, red like fire, blue like the sea, intertwined together, exuding an indescribable charm.

The name of the book - "The End of Ten Days" - was written in a very peculiar font, with twists and turns, and the strokes exuded a sense of agility and elegance, which was completely different from the ancient and solemn fonts she usually saw.

Mu Xue squatted down, picked up the book carefully, and looked at it over and over again.

The more she read, the stranger it seemed to her. This book didn't look like a product of this era at all.

The paper is thin yet strong, with a delicate touch, a world away from the rough paper they are used to.

Moreover, the binding method is also very novel. It does not seem to be sewn with needle and thread, but rather glued together with a special technique.

This is more like a modern product, but Muxue has no idea about the concept of "modern". She only knows that this is a novel, a very interesting novel, a novel she has never read before.

When Mu Xue thought of this, the unpleasantness she had just felt disappeared instantly.

She had long forgotten who had hit her on the head, and happily returned to the house holding the book as if it were a rare treasure.

After returning to the room, Mu Xue couldn't wait to sit down beside the bed. Without paying any attention to anything else, she moved the candle in front of her and began to read this very unusual novel in the flickering flame.

The room was silent, with only the occasional crackling of candlelight.

Mu Xue's eyes were fixed on the pages of the book. As the story progressed, she sometimes frowned, sometimes showed a surprised expression, and sometimes couldn't help laughing out loud.

She was completely immersed in the world of the novel, as if everything around her had nothing to do with her.

After an unknown amount of time, the door was pushed open with a creaky sound.

Ziyuan walked in from outside after taking a shower. Her hair was still wet, and a few strands of hair stuck to her fair cheeks, adding a bit of charm to her face.

She exuded a light mist and the fragrance of a bath, and she looked particularly refreshed.

Ziyuan originally wanted to share the comfort after taking a bath with Muxue, but as soon as she entered the room, she found that Muxue was concentrating on looking at something.

She leaned over curiously and her eyes fell on the book in Muxue's hand.

In fact, it’s not that Ziyuan is unable to use the water element to remove the water from her body. With her strength, it is just an easy task.

But she feels that bathing is not just about cleaning the body, but also a process of enjoying life.

At her level, daily activities such as eating and sleeping have long been redundant for survival, but Ziyuan is still keen on these. She enjoys the little pleasures in ordinary life.

"Eh?" Ziyuan tilted her head slightly, her eyes full of curiosity. "Xue'er, what are you looking at?" She stretched out her finger and gently tapped the book. "The colors on the outside of this book look so bright. Where did you get it?"