Quick Transmigration: Survive to the End

"Don't worry," the fortune teller said after a moment of hesitation. "As long as your brother works hard enough, these people's fates can be changed."

“You can’t see them now, but the air above their heads isn’t as dark as it was for your family when I first came here.”

"After some time, I will teach you the chapter on observing qi. With more practice, you will be able to see it."

Li Yinyin breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

With a huge weight lifted from her heart, Li Yinyin pulled Banxian'er along a little faster: "Since that's the case, Master, don't keep a long face. My cousins ​​have a lot of fun things in mind. If you don't try them out, you'll have come all this way for nothing!"

The immortal coughed lightly: "Then I will reluctantly accompany you to take a look. If it's not fun, you'll have to come back with me to meditate and cultivate properly."

Li Yinyin ignored him. Meditating? In all these days, when have they, master and disciple, ever properly meditated? It's all just talk.

No, according to Master, this is called "doing whatever you want," which is also part of spiritual practice, so there's no need to be bound by rigid rules.

Li Yinyin loved and agreed with these words.

Life is short, only a few decades. When you have the chance, shouldn't you eat well, play well, have fun, and relax?

Li Yinyin was having a great time playing with the fortune teller when she suddenly heard a surprised voice: "Sister Yinyin?"

She looked up and saw Mu Xianyun. About a month had passed, and Mu Xianyun's demeanor had changed somewhat. Compared to his former gentleness, he seemed to have gained a sharper edge.

“Scholar Mu,” Li Yinyin nodded coldly, then glanced at his side, “Why aren’t you with your fiancée during such a lively time, Scholar Mu?”

Mu Xianyun gave a wry smile at the right moment: "She's been so busy these days, I haven't seen her for quite a while."

After speaking, his gaze fell on the half-immortal for a moment: "And who is this?"

Li Yinyin didn't explain to him, "Why does Scholar Mu suddenly have such a strong sense of curiosity?"

“It’s rare to see an unfamiliar man with you, Yinyin,” Mu Xianyun glanced in Li Chengming’s direction. “After all, your older brother is there. Haven’t you always thought he was strict with you?”

“But I don’t think so anymore,” Li Yinyin said, grabbing Banxian’er’s arm. “My older brother naturally knows that he and I can appear together in the village, so there’s no need for you, Mu Xiucai, to be curious!”

Banxian glanced at Mu Xianyun, a strange smile appearing on his lips. He reached out and patted Li Yinyin's head: "Good Yinyin, didn't you want to eat candied hawthorns? I saw some over there, let me take you to buy a skewer?"

“No need to buy,” Li Yinyin said after glancing at it. “That’s my fifth cousin. Just ask him for two skewers. One for me and one for you. That’s just right.”

The two talked as they walked, leaving Mu Xianyun behind.

After getting their candied hawthorns and the sugar paintings that Fifth Sister-in-law had personally drawn for them, the master and apprentice found a place where they could watch the excitement without being disturbed.

“My apprentice, your village is truly a place where hidden talents abound,” the half-immortal said, biting off a hawthorn and speaking indistinctly. “That scholar Mu just now, he’s different from you all. He’s destined for a smooth official career and a peaceful old age. But the aura on his head is strange, intertwined with life and death, indistinguishable from one another. It’s something I’ve never seen before in my life.”

"Isn't it different?" Li Yinyin thought. After all, when Shangshui Village suffered its misfortune, Mu Xianyun had gone out to take the imperial examination.

As for that strange aura, she pondered for a moment and said to the fortune teller, "Could he really be possessed by a beautiful ghost?"

"Cough cough cough..."

Half-Immortal nearly inhaled a hawthorn kernel into his trachea, which startled Li Yinyin so much that she quickly patted his back.

"My dear disciple, why do you think he's a seductive ghost?"

Seeing him holding a candied hawthorn, Li Yinyin didn't dare to take a bite right away. She glanced at the sky uncomfortably and said, "He used to try to be gentle. Although he's good-looking, he's always lacking something."

"When I saw him again after I woke up from my fainting spell, he looked like he had been blessed; his appearance had improved by several notches."

"The phrases 'like a gentle breeze,' 'warm and gentle as jade,' and 'a gentleman like bamboo' all become vivid descriptions of him."

"Master, if he's not possessed by a seductive ghost, what else could he be?"

The fortune teller silently took a bite of the candied hawthorn, chewing the sugar coating until it was crunchy.

“My disciple, your talent is indeed something you should learn from me. But even though the beginning and the process were correct, how did you arrive at such an absurd conclusion?”

“Where is it outrageous?” Li Yinyin said somewhat guiltily. “I just read a lot of storybooks and let my imagination run wild. Master, you’re saying I’m outrageous, which really hurts my feelings.”

The fortune teller glanced at her and sighed softly, "Alright, alright, let's go back. To avoid you making a fool of yourself like this again, let's go back to the lecture today."

"The sooner you finish speaking, the better. Otherwise, I'll have to tell you sooner or later, don't mention that I'm your master when you go out. I really can't afford to lose face like that."

Li Yinyin took a big bite of the sugar painting.

So what if I didn't reveal the speculation behind it? But what girl in her teens could possibly think of being reborn? If I had actually revealed it, wouldn't you, as her master, have thoroughly studied me first?

Regardless, Li Yinyin and her apprentice's rare rest time came to an end, and the two went straight back to the Li residence.

Yu Qiaoyun and Li Chengming were too busy to leave, so upon hearing the news, they could only go with the master and apprentice. They weren't lost, after all; they were just going home. They were sure the two of them would come out for dinner.

Whether it was because he rarely went out or it was just bad luck, Banxian'er never saw Yin Hong and Xijiangyue once during Yin Hong's recovery period.

When spring arrived and the two planned to go out to enjoy the flowers and the spring scenery, news spread throughout the village that Xi Jiangyue had disappeared.

The village is now full of sentry posts, so it's unlikely that a living person would get lost. Therefore, after Xi Jiangyue went to the prefectural city, she never returned.

The hunters in the west were extremely worried when a young woman went out alone and disappeared without a trace. Naturally, the couple went to the Li family's door again, hoping to ask Li Chengming for help in finding her.

Li Chengming did not refuse the offer, and went back to ask the fortune teller whether it was a good or bad omen.

The fortune teller stared at him for a while: "Didn't you say you'd only believe my jinxing from now on?"

“That was before,” Li Chengming said somewhat embarrassedly. “Now that you can predict things accurately, it’s natural that you’re the first person I think of.”

The immortal crossed his legs and flopped onto the couch: "I don't have time for that. Little apprentice, go and share your brother's burdens."

Li Yinyin rolled her eyes. You clearly lack confidence because your calculations are half right and half wrong. How can you say you don't have time?

As for calculating the location of the female lead, she did not refuse.

Anyway, she knew the female lead was with Yin Hong, so she decided to calculate it first. Even if she got it wrong, there was still a correct answer, so she wasn't afraid!