A master of metaphysics is farming.

A pale blue figure was running very fast in the distance, with Xiang He chasing after it.

Zeng Yunqing was very familiar with the city streets and knew where there were many people and stalls, so he would go there.

She charged forward recklessly, while Xiang He could only dodge left and right to avoid bumping into someone's vegetable basket and having to pay for it.

"Tsk!"

Xiang He chased after Zeng Yunqing several times, and every time Zeng Yunqing's figure disappeared around the corner, she was always able to arrive in time and continue the chase to the next corner.

This is just too tiring...

Without a chance to catch their breath, Xiang He pursued relentlessly until they emerged from the chaotic street and the road became increasingly clear.

The pale blue figure in front of her was incredibly agile. Xiang He hurriedly chased after it, and before they knew it, they had arrived near the Spring Breeze Pavilion on the outskirts of the city.

It's that same little grassy riverbank from yesterday.

As the pale blue light drew closer, Xiang He, leaning against the stone pillar of the pavilion, exhaled softly and called out from afar, "Miss Zeng! I won't stop you from jumping now! But can you please let me finish what I have to say first!"

Zeng Yunqing, who was facing the river in the distance, turned back, her eyes red and swollen from crying.

She clenched her hands, the backs of her fingers turning white, as if she were suppressing anger and humiliation.

She cried and shouted, "Why! I trusted you so much! Why did you go and tell Grandpa!"

"I didn't say anything!"

This is truly a miscarriage of justice. Based solely on what she saw, she mistakenly believed that she had spoken to the county magistrate.

Xiang He rubbed her aching lower back and abdomen from running too fast. "Why don't you just stand there and listen to me finish? If you don't like it, you can jump all you want, I won't stop you!"

Zeng Yunqing lowered her head, seemingly lost in thought, and turned to look at the river, sobbing.

"Why did you go looking for my grandfather...?"

Her voice was barely audible, and Xiang He had to frown and strain to hear her. She sighed helplessly, "It's just asking your grandfather to help find someone, it's not about you, why are you running away..."

While sobbing, Zeng Yunqing hiccuped and stared blankly at Xiang He, "Really?"

Xiang He shrugged and spread his hands, "Otherwise what..."

Seeing her genuine expression, Zeng Yunqing took a step back, half-believing and half-doubting. "But...what do you want with Grandpa...?"

Xiang He raised an eyebrow and slowly lowered her gaze to a spot not far away. "Just asking about some old matters."

It's almost dawn, and the cool morning breeze is bringing a slight chill. The sun hasn't set yet, and the sky is somewhat overcast, obscuring the sun.

It was cloudy early in the morning.

Xiang He lowered her eyes and shifted her gaze, smiling softly at Zeng Yunqing, "Is there anything else you want to ask?"

Her gaze was gentle and tender. Zeng Yunqing was slightly taken aback and took a step back in a daze. "N-nothing... I thought you told Grandpa about me..."

Xiang He didn't speak, but instead rummaged through the cloth bag, her fingers gripping a small wooden stick.

Fang looked up and smiled, "By the way, Miss Zeng, how much do you know about Zhang Rumin?"

Hearing her change of tone, Zeng Yunqing was stunned for a moment and quickly blushed, "He is a very learned young man, considerate and gentle... very good."

The evaluation was quite high. Xiang He's smile remained unchanged. She glanced at the distance in the blink of an eye, then quickly looked away, her hands hanging at her sides as she leaned against the stone pillar.

"From what you've said, he does seem like a nice man."

"Hmm..." A fleeting blush crossed her face, then she looked up in confusion, "Why does the Daoist Master ask this?"

"I was just asking, nothing more."

Hearing her so relaxed words, Zeng Yunqing felt relieved. She lifted her skirt and was about to walk over when her feet seemed to be rooted to the spot, unable to move an inch!

She looked up in astonishment, "This! I can't move!"

Just as panic began to rise in her heart, a cold wind enveloped her from behind. "Don't be afraid, it's me."

When Zhang Rumin suddenly appeared behind her, for a moment she felt fear, a sudden palpitation.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she forced a smile. "Young Master Zhang, what brings you here? In broad daylight..."

"If that Taoist priest wants to deal with you, I have no choice but to risk showing myself."

Zhang Rumin's sudden appearance made the previous gloom even darker, and the space he occupied was filled with oppressive gloom.

His eyes were now filled with a chilling coldness, and his lifeless eyes revealed a silent ferocity.

Xiang He's eyes flashed, and a half-smile played on her lips. "Appearing in broad daylight, aren't you afraid of damaging your yin energy?"

"Why did you force Qing'er to this place, Taoist priest?"

Zeng Yunqing hurriedly waved his hands, "No, it's not the Taoist priest's..."

"Qing'er, don't you know? She and your grandfather have been in cahoots for a long time, trying to persuade you to get married."

Zeng Yunqing's eyes widened in astonishment. "How...how could this be..."

"Your grandfather, for his own benefit, actually wants to marry you off to someone he doesn't love, and this Taoist priest is the one who advised your grandfather!"

"No, no..."

"Then why was she in the county government office? And why did your grandfather even let her see the case files? What right did she have to view the case files?"

Three questions in a row left Zeng Yunqing speechless.

Recalling everything that had happened, could it be because Grandpa knew that Young Master Zhang was with her, that he specifically sought out the Taoist priest...? Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence...?

The speculation became increasingly outrageous and intense.

Xiang He clicked her tongue lightly, "Zhang Rumin, what good does it do you to harm Zeng Yunqing?"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Rumin smiled instead of getting angry, his gentle eyes still looking at Zeng Yunqing, "Listen, now she's actually slandering me, she must be furious because her intentions have been exposed."

At this moment, Zeng Yunqing's mind was so foggy that he was unable to think at all.

Seeing his repeated attempts to seduce her, and knowing that Zeng Yunqing was also indecisive, Xiang He lost all patience.

She placed the cloth bag on the ground, held the small wooden stick in her hand, and listened intently until she heard faint footsteps approaching. Only then did a smile appear on her lips.

"You dare to play tricks on me? You're not qualified!"

As the last word "重" fell, Xiang He rushed forward with lightning speed, which slightly surprised Zhang Rumin, but only for a moment.

He suddenly wrapped his arms around Zeng Yunqing's waist, a sinister smile appearing on his lips. "Qing'er, let's go to the Yellow Springs together."

"Varied--"

Before she could finish speaking, her entire body fell into the river behind her, and she was unable to move at all.

With a "plop," she and the ghost fell into the water. Xiang He stretched out his hand in front of her, and her heart pounded wildly as she involuntarily reached out her hand.

Xiang He grabbed her hand, and the two of them and the ghost fell into the water without making a splash. The scene was so calm that it seemed like an illusion.

Meanwhile, ripples continued to spread underwater. Xiang He, with a mouthful of saliva, grabbed Zeng Yunqing's hand tightly, pulled her hand hard, and used the force to swim downstream faster than Zeng Yunqing.

Zhang Rumin's hand remained wrapped around Zeng Yunqing's waist, like a long whip, tightly binding her.

Zeng Yunqing couldn't catch her breath and kept coughing even after drinking a lot of water.

Seeing this, Xiang He took out a talisman. Although the talisman was wet, the talisman did not dissolve.

As Xiang He pulled Zeng Yunqing, she brushed past her, released her hand with her left hand, used her body to cover her left hand, and pasted her to stick the talisman on Zhang Rumin's hand.

The underwater area was pitch black, with not a single ray of light penetrating, but a burst of light exploded on Zeng Yunqing's stomach. Zhang Rumin, who was sinking backward, had a fierce look on his face, and his eyes were bloodshot, as if he wanted to tear Xiang He to pieces.

Compared to his ruthlessness, Xiang He remained unmoved.

Zhang Rumin's hands, corrupted by the talisman, had loosened their grip on Zeng Yunqing's waist.

Seeing that she was relaxed, Xiang He turned over and lay on her back in the water, pulling Zeng Yunqing's body above her, placing her right foot against Zeng Yunqing's lower back, and kicking her up with all her might—