Reborn Fairy Wife Takes Me on a Gaggle-Fire rampage

Immediately afterward, the old man raised his finger and gently tapped it, and a strange light instantly entered Mu Chen's forehead. In an instant, all memories of this experience vanished from Mu Chen's mind without a trace. After doing this, the old man turned to face Wen Shu and said in a low voice, "Miss, this young master Mu is no ordinary person, but as for the reason... now is not the time to reveal the mystery. As the saying goes, heavenly secrets cannot be revealed."

Before he could finish speaking, the old man's figure suddenly blurred and vanished completely into thin air in the blink of an eye, as if he had never been there at all. Wen Shu stared wide-eyed at the spot where the old man had just stood, unable to recover from the shock for a long time.

After a long while, Wen Shu slowly recovered. She glanced down at the blood-red phoenix crown in her hand, then gently placed it into the crystal-clear moonlight bracelet on her wrist. Having done this, she sat quietly by the bed, her gaze tenderly fixed on the still-sleeping Mu Chen, patiently waiting for him to wake up.

When Mu Chen slowly opened his eyes, his consciousness was still a little hazy, but Wen Shu's words, "I'm a little tired, I want to rest for a while," echoed clearly in his mind. He blinked, trying to adjust to the surrounding light, and found that Wen Shu had woken up at some point and was sitting quietly by the bed watching him.

Mu Chen rubbed his temples, feeling extremely dizzy. He couldn't help but wonder why he was so sleepy. He glanced out the window instinctively; sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting dappled shadows on the floor. Only then did he realize how much time had passed.

Just then, the door was gently pushed open, and Aunt Hu walked in. She was carrying a bowl of steaming porridge, her face full of concern. Seeing that Mu Chen had finally woken up, Aunt Hu breathed a sigh of relief and said softly, "Young Master, you're finally awake! You've been unconscious for two days! We were so worried about you."

Upon hearing this, Mu Chen was taken aback and looked at Wen Shu in disbelief, asking, "What happened? I slept for so long? What exactly happened?"

Wen Shu gently held Mu Chen's hand and explained softly, "You had a fever, and it kept coming back and wouldn't go down. These past two days you've been sometimes awake and sometimes drowsy, and Aunt Hu and I have been taking care of you. But thankfully, the fever has finally subsided now." As she spoke, she reached out and touched Mu Chen's forehead. After confirming that his temperature was normal, a relieved smile appeared on her lips.

A strange, indescribable feeling welled up inside Mu Chen, as if an invisible force was drawing him to explore the unknown. Recalling what his friend had mentioned about building a resort, he decided to take this opportunity to personally investigate. So, he took Wen Shu with him on the trip.

Following the navigation, they embarked on this anticipated journey. Along the way, the scenery was picturesque, with lush greenery, but Mu Chen's thoughts remained preoccupied with the resort they were about to visit.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Wen Shu looked at Mu Chen, who was focused on driving, and couldn't help but tease him, saying, "So I'm just accompanying you on this business trip, Mr. Mu." Her tone was light and playful, with a hint of teasing.

Hearing this, Mu Chen couldn't help but laugh out loud, waving his hand gently as he replied, "No, no. This isn't just a simple business trip; we're also here to relax and enjoy life." As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Wen Shu, his eyes filled with tenderness and a smile.

When the navigation indicated that they had arrived at their destination, Mu Chen and Wen Shu slowly stopped. Before them lay a tranquil village. It was sunset, and the blood-red afterglow bathed the entire village in a soft orange-red hue, like a beautiful painting unfolding before their eyes.

A crystal-clear stream meanders past the village, its gentle murmur like a soft melody. Several small, exquisite stone bridges span the stream, connecting the houses on both banks. The houses are arranged in a pleasing, staggered pattern, their roofs covered with blue tiles and their walls whitewashed, giving them a rustic yet elegant appearance.

Not far away lies the renowned tourist attraction – Phoenix Lake. Its shimmering waters reflect the surrounding green mountains, trees, and blue sky, creating a breathtaking scene. An interesting legend surrounds Phoenix Lake: it is said that drinking its water will grant you a lovely daughter. This attracts many tourists hoping to share in this good fortune.

Mu Chen reached out and picked up the exquisitely crafted drone placed beside him. He narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression serious and focused, as if he were about to carry out a crucial mission.

He then began a methodical and meticulous inspection of the drone. From the wings to the propellers, and the complex electronic components inside the fuselage, he examined every detail, leaving no stone unturned. His fingers moved deftly among the various parts, like a seasoned mechanic carefully adjusting a precision instrument.

At this moment, Mu Chen was completely immersed in his own world, and none of the noise and disturbances from the outside world could affect him in the slightest. His deep, pool-like eyes were fixed on the drone in his hand, his gaze focused and sharp, as if he could see through this small machine to the countless secrets hidden behind it.

The warm sunlight gently fell upon his broad shoulders, bathing him in a soft golden glow. This light perfectly outlined his tall, imposing figure and his sharply defined, chiseled profile. A gentle breeze stirred, ruffling a few strands of hair across his forehead, adding to his dashing and unrestrained charm. His already striking good looks were now even more captivating, making him impossible to look away from.

On a small bridge not far away, Wen Shu sat quietly. Her gaze was drawn to Mu Chen, and she couldn't help but stare at him intently as he worked. A gentle breeze blew by, ruffling a few strands of her hair, but she was completely unaware. At this moment, her eyes were only on that focused man—Mu Chen.

It must be admitted that Mu Chen possessed a stunningly handsome face. His thick, long, sword-like eyebrows and slightly upturned eyes carried a hint of coldness and untamed spirit; beneath his high, straight nose, his lips were beautifully shaped and supple, making one imagine the wonderful feeling of a gentle kiss. His skin had a healthy wheat color, radiating a warm, sun-kissed aura. Such exquisite beauty would make him the center of attention wherever he went. After carefully completing the on-site investigation, Mu Chen slowly straightened up, his gaze involuntarily falling on the figure on the other side of the bridge—it was his beloved wife, Wen Shu. She stood there quietly, a gentle breeze ruffling her soft hair, sunlight falling on her fair skin, as if gilding her with a faint golden glow.