Duan Zhengchun transmigrates to Yin Zhiping

【Feng'er...】

[Yu'er, are you doing well in the other world?]

Moved by the scene, Duan Zhengchun sat blankly in the chair, his heart filled with longing, thinking of his wife and son.

He always felt that in the world he originally lived in, the people he once cared about were still there, and the Dali Kingdom was still there.

"Duan Lang, what's wrong?"

Xiaolongnu seemed to notice the sadness between Duan Zhengchun's brows and asked him in a low voice with concern.

"Oh, it's alright. The milk fan and preserved plums here are quite good. You should try them."

Duan Zhengchun snapped out of his daze, forced a smile, and pointed to the several dishes of snacks that had already been placed on the table.

"If something's on your mind, don't keep it to yourself. I can help you figure out a solution."

"No matter what, I will be with you."

Little Dragon Girl gazed at Duan Zhengchun with deep affection and said something, then picked up her chopsticks and began to eat. Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she praised it highly.

Seeing that Xiaolongnu was deliberately putting on a reassuring act, Duan Zhengchun felt a warmth in his heart, and a relieved smile appeared on his lips.

To him, the little dragon girl before him was one of the few relatives he had in this life.

Immediately afterwards, Duan Zhengchun also picked up his chopsticks, took a piece of milk fan, and put it in his mouth.

"It still tastes the same."

He is a sentimental person, whether it is feelings, objects, or places he once lived.

After enjoying the local snacks, Duan Zhengchun led Xiaolongnu on a tour of almost the entire Yeyu City before settling into an inn.

One day in the night.

Clouds and rain swirled around.

...

The next morning.

Duan Zhengchun set off again in his carriage, leaving Yeyu City and arriving at Tianlong Temple.

Upon hearing the news of Duan Zhengchun's ascent of the mountain, Abbot Nanyin of Tianlong Temple personally came to the temple gate to welcome him.

"I was unaware of Young Hero Duan's arrival. I have failed to greet you properly and hope you will forgive me."

Nan Yin clasped her hands together, her face showing apology.

"Master, you flatter me. We are not strangers, there is no need for such formality."

"Coming to Tenryu-ji feels like coming home."

Duan Zhengchun clasped his hands in a fist salute and said with a smile.

"It has been a long time since we last met, young hero. I never expected that in less than half a year, your reputation would be known throughout the world."

"Although I have lived in Tianlong Temple for a long time and rarely concern myself with the affairs of the martial world, I have long heard of your great reputation, young hero."

Nan Yin looked at Duan Zhengchun with approval and praised him sincerely.

Duan Zhengchun smiled and waved his hand, casually saying, "It's just some empty reputation. I've returned to Tianlong Temple this time because I have something I'd like to ask the master for help with."

Nan Yin nodded, stepped aside, and said, "This is not the place to talk. Please enter the temple first, young hero."

Duan Zhengchun nodded slightly, said nothing more, and led Xiaolongnu, who was disguised as a man, straight inside.

Like the Quanzhen School, Tianlong Temple had strict rules and did not allow female guests to stay overnight. Therefore, before going up the mountain, he had Xiaolongnu dress up as a man.

Nan Yin glanced at Xiaolongnu, who was closely following Duan Zhengchun, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly followed.

Not long after, Duan Zhengchun followed Nanyin into a meditation room.

"Young hero, what brings you here? Please speak freely."

After dismissing those around her, Nan Yin looked intently at Duan Zhengchun.

"To be honest, Master, I have just returned from Huai'an. I witnessed the ferocity of the border war and saw the displaced people on the border after the war."

"The purpose of this mountain climb is to exchange the gold and silver jewelry that I entrusted to the master for safekeeping last time for cash, and send it to the border of the Great Song Dynasty to distribute to the innocent people whose homes have been destroyed by the war."

"I hope to do my part to help them rebuild their homes."

Duan Zhengchun frowned slightly and said meaningfully.

Upon hearing this, Nan Yin's face immediately lit up with approval, and she slowly said, "Young Master Duan is truly patriotic and compassionate, worthy of his reputation as a chivalrous hero. I admire him greatly!"

Duan Zhengchun waved his hand and laughed, "Whether I'm a chivalrous person or not, I don't care. I just hope to do everything with a clear conscience and to help those people."

"However, I have other matters to attend to. I wonder if I could trouble you, Master, to entrust this matter to Tenryu-ji Temple?"

Nan Yin paused for a moment, then nodded immediately and said earnestly, "Our Tianlong Temple will certainly not shirk its duty to do such virtuous deeds. Please rest assured, young hero."

Seeing that Nan Yin agreed immediately, Duan Zhengchun breathed a sigh of relief and gratefully clasped his hands in a salute.

Sitting quietly to the side, Xiaolongnu looked at Duan Zhengchun beside her. Although she did not speak, her eyes contained a thousand words. She finally understood why Duan Zhengchun had brought her here from afar.

Duan Zhengchun's actions greatly shocked her and made her even more moved, making her feel that she had not loved the wrong person.

"It's getting late. Would Young Hero Duan like to stay overnight at the temple?"

Nan Yin glanced at Xiaolongnu again and tentatively asked a question.

“If the master does not mind, I would indeed like to stay at the temple for one night and set off early tomorrow morning.”

Duan Zhengchun nodded and answered with a smile.

“In that case, I will have someone prepare lodgings for you two. There is a thatched hut in the back mountain, quiet and secluded, where members of the former Dali royal family often lived.”

"What do you think, young hero?"

Nan Yin pondered for a moment, then clasped her hands together in a gesture of respect and spoke slowly.

"Thank you, Master."

Duan Zhengchun raised an eyebrow, a hint of a smile flashing in his eyes, and did not refuse.

Not long after, Duan Zhengchun took Xiaolongnu out of Tianlong Temple and arrived at the thatched cottage in the back mountain.

He had known of the existence of this thatched hut for a long time, but he had never lived here in his previous life. However, his elder brother had come here to recuperate more than once.

Although simple, it has everything one needs, and is indeed a good place to live for self-cultivation.

"This Nanyin master is indeed a hospitable person. I never expected there to be such a place on this mountain. I like it."

Little Dragon Girl lingered inside and outside the thatched hut and said approvingly.

Duan Zhengchun sat on a chair in the hall, took a sip of wine from his gourd, shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "That's because they've already discovered you're a woman."

Upon hearing this, Xiaolongnu looked surprised, turned back to Duan Zhengchun's side, tugged at her clothes and spun around, puzzled, "Really? I'm dressed like this, how could I still be recognized?"

Duan Zhengchun laughed and said, "No matter what, he is the head of a temple. How could he be so easily fooled? I should have known better than to go through all this trouble. I hope Master Nanyin won't mind."

Little Dragon Girl pouted, suddenly feeling bored, and directly took off her headscarf, revealing a head of long, black, and shiny hair.

As a gentle breeze blew by, her long hair swayed slowly, and a unique fragrance seemed to linger in the air.

Looking at Xiaolongnu's stunning and ethereal beauty, Duan Zhengchun couldn't help but be mesmerized, his eyes filled with love.

A thatched cottage, wine and women, undisturbed by worldly affairs—this is perhaps the life many people desire most.

Seeing this, Duan Zhengchun could no longer sit still. He suddenly stood up, slammed the door shut, and walked directly to the table in the hall.

The table was the perfect height, but perhaps due to years of disrepair, its four legs were loose, and it always made a creaking sound when shaken, which kept echoing out of the thatched hut and reverberating over the hill behind it.

"Duan Lang..."

As soft moans emanated from the thatched hut, even the birds and beasts in the mountains seemed to be stimulated, all searching for a mate to release their pent-up desires.

From the thatched hut to the lawn, then to the eaves, then to the treetops, and finally to the edge of the cliff, it seemed tireless, until everything came to fruition and the dust settled.

The next morning, Duan Zhengchun bid farewell to Master Nanyin and left Tianlong Temple with Xiaolongnu.

However, before leaving the temple, some disciples blushed and bowed their heads as they encountered the two of them.

Perhaps what happened on the back mountain last night has already alarmed many people.

...

After one month.

Duan Zhengchun, who had been traveling around with Xiaolongnü, finally returned to Zhongnan Mountain. After sending Xiaolongnü back to the Tomb of the Living Dead, he returned to the mountain gate.

As soon as Duan Zhengchun entered the mountain gate, he sensed something was amiss. The disciples he encountered along the way, while outwardly respectful, quickly began whispering and pointing at him behind his back, seemingly discussing something...