The Daily Life of a Lazy Author Transmigrating into a Book and Doing Nothing

"Senior sister, you're back."

When Yunmeng returned, she saw Yu Xianxian lying on the ground sunbathing, with a blade of grass she had picked from somewhere in her mouth. She looked really content.

Yunmeng pulled Yu Xianxian up from the ground and used a cleansing spell to remove all the grass clippings from her clothes before speaking.

"Okay, let's go."

Just then, Zhou Yun's voice suddenly came from behind.

"Girl, girl, wait, wait..."

Finally, Zhou Yun, who was panting heavily from running, caught up with Yun Meng.

He was bent over, supporting himself on his knees, panting heavily, making Yu Xianxian suspect that he might faint at any moment.

"Young master seems to lack exercise."

Zhou Yun, whose heart rate was almost back to normal, nearly fainted when he heard Yu Xianxian's words. It wasn't that he was weak, but that Yun Meng's speed was just too fast.

Was that walking? It was practically flying! Zhou Yun felt it was a miracle he could catch up.

Fortunately, Yunmeng still had some self-awareness.

"I apologize, sir. My daughter has practiced martial arts since childhood, and her speed is indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people. In addition, I was worried about my younger sister's safety, so I walked faster."

Martial arts? My younger sister?

"Ah, that's right. My sister Yun is so amazing, it's normal that you can't catch up with her."

Yu Xianxian immediately received a hint from Yunmeng and followed her lead.

They had come to this city concealing their identities, and now that there was clearly something wrong with the city, they were even less able to reveal their identities. Moreover, the person in front of them was from the city lord's mansion. Although they didn't know his specific identity, they still had to be careful.

Sometimes, don't be fooled by someone who looks weak and frail, who might be scared out of their wits by bandits and ask a seemingly weak woman for help; they might actually be full of wicked schemes.

Bandit: A weak woman? Are you talking about the same woman who took us down in one move?

"Ah, no, no, no, I'm the one who's troubling you, miss. How could I possibly ask for anything more?"

“In that case, let’s set off soon. It’s already noon, and my sister and I haven’t had lunch yet.”

"Ah, yes, yes, if you two ladies don't mind, you must come with me to the City Lord's Mansion for a meal. I will definitely treat you two ladies well."

"Sigh, the City Lord's Mansion. I never imagined that the young master would become the City Lord at such a young age?"

"Xianxian, you mustn't be rude."

Yunmeng frowned, turned her head and pretended to scold Yu Xianxian, but secretly gave her a thumbs up, saying she had found out well.

"Ahem, young lady, please don't joke. The city lord is my father, not me."

Yu Xianxian understood. Oh, so he was the landlord's foolish son.

"I'm sorry, young master, my sister is still young and doesn't understand things very well yet."

"It's alright, children speak without thinking, and Zhou Yun is not a narrow-minded person."

Children speak without restraint...

Upon hearing these four words, Yu Xianxian's lips twitched involuntarily. Was it possible that the beauty and skin-nourishing effects of the immortal sect's spiritual energy were too good? She, a woman nearing thirty, had been transformed into a naive teenage girl.

"Miss, you don't have to keep calling me 'Young Master,' just call me Zhou Yun."

“Yes, Young Master Zhou, no problem.”

"Young Master Zhou, we have only just met today, so it would be best if we didn't get too familiar with each other."

Zhou Yun: ...

"Ahem, I apologize for my abruptness. May I ask your names, ladies? I can't keep calling you 'ladies' all the time."

"My surname is Yun, and my given name is Meng."

As Yunmeng spoke, she pulled Yu Xianxian closer and continued, "This is my younger sister, Xianxian."

"Oh, so it's Miss Yun and Miss Xianxian."

"Alright, enough of the nonsense. May I ask, Young Master Zhou, may we set off now?"

Zhou Yun: ...For the first time, he found it so difficult to chat with people.

……

"Ah, finally I can see the city gate."

"Yes, it's almost sunset already. I didn't realize it was so far away."

Listening to the two behind her discussing the hardships of the journey, Yunmeng, who was walking at the front, remained silent.

Well, as long as she doesn't say it, no one will know that she actually got lost.

"By the way, sister, what happened to those bandits in the end? Didn't you say you were going to hand them over to the authorities?"

"I have my own way."

Yunmeng patted Yu Xianxian's shoulder. Even though her face was covered by a veil, her charming smile could still be faintly seen, making Yu Xianxian, that pervert, completely infatuated.

"But I'm curious, Xianxian, how did you know there were bandits?"

One second she was admiring the beauty, the next she was terrified and broke out in a cold sweat: ...

"Ahem, I'm just guessing. If someone is shouting for help in the deep mountains and forests, then it's highly likely they've encountered robbers, right?"

"Indeed, Xianxian is really smart. She even knows that I want to hand them over to the government."

"Haha, that's right, I'm just that smart."

Yu Xianxian gave an awkward laugh twice, then silently fled from Yunmeng's clutches. It seemed she was better off speaking less.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the bright red plaque of the city gate, making it look both sacred and eerie.

"Snow Rain City, I wonder if Young Master Zhou knows the meaning of this name?"

"Oh, this city wasn't originally called that. Before my father took over the city, it suffered from a severe drought due to the lack of rain for many years. The people had so little food that they barely had any water to drink. The city lord at the time controlled most of the city's water resources, but instead of distributing the water to the people, he forced them to pay exorbitant prices for it, leaving those who couldn't afford water to die of thirst and hunger while he made a fortune selling water."

"Ha, he's driven his own people to the brink of despair. He's probably just looking to get to his coffin sooner."

"Miss Yun..."

Although Zhou Yun had witnessed Yun Meng's heroic figure in taking down a bandit with a single move, this was the first time he had ever seen someone's eyes so cold, so devoid of warmth, so cold that it made one not even have the courage to look directly at them.

"Ahem, my sister is a bit cynical, Mr. Zhou, please continue."

“Oh, my apologies, my apologies. Miss Yun is right, doing this is indeed courting death. Because of this action, the people are full of resentment, and many people have risen up against the city lord, my father being one of them. Although he was just a minor official, my father gathered a lot of intelligence through gathering information from all directions and rallied the rebellious people, finally seizing the opportunity to wipe out the city lord and his party. Miraculously, on the second day after my father was elected city lord, the city began to experience heavy snow for several days, followed by rain, melting the snow into the city, and the rainwater became the people's life-saving water source. Everyone says that this snow and rain are a gift from the gods to my father to overthrow the tyrant, therefore, the city was renamed Snow and Rain City.”

"It seems your father must be a well-loved city lord."

Upon hearing this, the pride that had just been on Zhou Yun's face vanished instantly. He looked away and coughed awkwardly twice.

"Ahem, yes, my father is naturally very popular in the city. If it weren't for that demon..."

Zhou Yun spoke the last sentence very softly, but Yun Meng, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, had exceptional hearing, and the words fell gently and clearly into her ears.

She frowned slightly. Sure enough, was there a problem with the City Lord's Mansion?

Meanwhile, Yu Xianxian, who was secretly hiding behind Yunmeng, had already stuffed the script back into her arms. It seemed that she really had to make a trip to the City Lord's Mansion.

"Actually, rather than calling it a demon, it's more accurate to say it's a monster."

This is the last line in the script so far.