How can one become an immortal with such laziness?

.........

"Okay, it's your turn."

Qing Yiyi and Lan Yuying looked at Hei Yang Hongli, who was secretly whispering to each other, and a "well" sign popped up above their heads: "No whispering allowed!"

"Yes!"*2

"We've told you so many times, you two are all grown up now, you can't fight like little kids lying on the ground!"

"Follow your orders!"*2

"Over time, couples will spend more time together than they do with their parents."

You may become increasingly close, or you may feel lost as the sense of distance disappears.

We hope you two can be more tolerant and understanding of each other, okay?

"Your will, Mother!" *2

"Alright, you guys figure it out yourselves. Get some rest these next few days."

Since you didn't pay attention when we told you to buy things yourselves, starting tomorrow we'll take you shopping. Don't complain about being tired or think we're dawdling; you'll still have to participate in the preparations!

"Understood!"*2

"So……"

Qing Yiyi raised an eyebrow and said leisurely, "I'll stand here until you two make up and don't want to fight anymore."

"Report, we've made up!" *2

"Stand for another two hours."

"As you command!" *2

.........

As the sun began to set, Hei Yang Hongli, who had been busy all day without accomplishing anything, finally got to have dinner at her parents' house, and was moved to tears.

So the two decided that in extraordinary times, extraordinary measures should be taken, and they would simply stay here for the next few days in order to achieve their ulterior motive of getting free meals every day!

However, since there was no longer any place for the two of them in this house, the clever Hei Yang Hong Li put a bed on the roof on this chilly spring night!

"Take it slow, take it slow..."

Hei Yang stared intently at Da Ma, as gray mist continuously poured into the other's mouth and nose, gradually squeezing out a corner of a gray-black soul, which Hei Yang gently pinched with his fingers.

Sensing the tension in Da Ma's heart, Hei Yang gently comforted him, "It's alright, it's just a... well, a minor surgery. It'll be over in the blink of an eye. Relax, relax..."

Listen carefully, I'll count to three, and then we'll pull together so I can gently extract your soul, understand?

"..."

Da Ma felt a little dizzy and said in a somewhat slurred voice, "When I'm better, I'll carry you on my back at the wedding."

"I reserved a guest seat for you."

"You must agree, or I will die with my eyes wide open!"

"What the hell is wrong with him? He died with his eyes wide open, and everyone said they believed me..."

Hei Yang chuckled helplessly, "Alright, alright, I promise you."

"Um……"

"three!"

Hei Yang suddenly made his move.

"Shh!"

Before Da Ma could react, his soul was instantly extracted and drawn into the Other Shore. Gray mist spread out, enveloping his still-warm body, and disappeared into the shadows.

"Phew! Done!"

Hei Yang breathed a sigh of relief, chuckled, and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Now all he had to do was wait quietly, and his promise to Malaysia would be fulfilled!

"Black Sun! Are you done yet?"

On the roof, Hongli waved and said, "I've made the bed, it's very sturdy, come on, come on!"

"coming!"

With a shout, Hei Yang leaped onto the roof and saw Hong Li, dressed in a light pink nightgown, already sitting on the bed. He raised an eyebrow, said nothing, moved closer to her, turned over, and lay down shoulder to shoulder with Hong Li, facing the sky.

The moon is half full tonight, but the starlight is still dazzling.

If we were still in that world with severe industrial pollution, Hei Yang felt he would never have seen such a starry sky in his entire life.

Of course, he also wouldn't meet any girls.

Hei Yang smelled the delicate fragrance of jasmine, but without turning his head, he casually asked, "Did you wash your hair?"

"There's nothing I can do, my mom simply won't listen to any of my talk about cultivators avoiding dust and impurities..."

Hong Li's hair was loose behind her head, and her eyes were unfocused as she stared at the starry sky.

"My mom said: 'Even cultivators don't need to eat and sleep, how do you eat and sleep? In the end, you're just lazy. You were clean when you were little, but you've become more and more sloppy as you've grown up. What girl is like you, blah blah blah..."

What could I do? My mom just shoved me into the basin of water, of course. But to be honest, I don't know if it was just psychological, but I did feel a lot better.

"Oh."

Hei Yang stared unfocusedly at the sky, then suddenly spoke up: "Do you think there might be some idiots like us, sleeping while gazing at the stars?"

"There should be many."

Hongli thought of the legendary stories she had read in biographical novels, and her eyes lit up slightly: "Imagine, somewhere at the ends of the earth."

Experienced cultivators, wandering merchants, sleepless poets, adventurous knights-errant...

They experienced hardships and setbacks, encountered new people and things, laughed and grieved, indulged in their frustrations, were arrogant yet humble, were determined to forge ahead before falling, and remained calm and resolute after falling...

Sometimes, I still envy those carefree and romantic people, feeling that their youth is so vibrant and exciting.

Occasionally, I even imagine myself wielding a sword to vanquish demons. Haha, the book contains the world I yearn for or regret...

Yeah, that's why I like reading those stories. I know I probably couldn't bear the suffering they went through, so I can only find solace in this, haha... Black Sun, tell me, am I a coward?

"It's normal for people to have fears, but people aren't cowardly in everything. There will always be a moment when you want to do something without hesitation."

The stars were reflected in Hei Yang's eyes, and the stars flashed with Hong Li's figure. He asked softly, "Back when we were still in the Qi Refining stage, weren't you very brave in saving me in front of the River of Oblivion?"

"That's just cowardice; I'm afraid of losing you."

Hong Li smiled gently: "Do you know how scared I was back then?"

All the courage, all the bravery, is based on the premise that you're still by my side, Black Sun.

"You are the bravest now."

Hei Yang held the girl's hand, looking at the sky with a complicated expression.

"Remember that time you slept on the roof and had a nightmare?"

"I can't quite remember, hehe..."

Hongli gazed at the starry sky in a daze, as if she were seeing a summer night when she was twelve years old—on the same rooftop.

However, they couldn't bring the bed with them. They just laid out two mattresses, separated by a distance. The two of them lay on them, laughed and joked around for a while, said goodnight to each other, and fell asleep.

"I think it must be because the mat I laid down wasn't thick enough, and the ceiling was too hard and hurt me, which is why I had that nightmare."

Hong Li pouted, somewhat annoyed.

"This is the first time I've ever seen you cry so hard..."

Hei Yang seemed to see that girl again, choking and gasping for breath. He was sleeping soundly then, but was awakened by the crying.

"I've been comforting you for ages. I thought you wanted to find your parents, or maybe you suddenly needed to go to the bathroom?"

"Pfft, you were twelve years old and you still cried because you couldn't find your parents when you woke up?"

How do you know it hasn't happened?

"So there is?"

"Have."

"Oh."

Hong Li pouted, her mood suddenly becoming somewhat downcast.

"I dreamt that you died and never spoke to me again. I called you but you didn't answer, I hit you but you didn't fight back, I pried open your eyes but you wouldn't look at me. Why? Waaah, why don't you talk to me..."

Hongli's eyes gradually reddened. She rolled over and hugged Heiyang, sniffed, and couldn't help but curse, "You bastard, you're not allowed to ignore me!"

"Okay, okay, why are you suddenly crying? It's been six or seven years since that dream..."

Hei Yang patted Hong Li's back helplessly and comforted her, "We shouldn't fight against a dream, you know? Listen to me."

"What happened in the dream? You're not allowed to ignore me in the dream either!"

"Good, good, Xiao Li, your empathy is still as strong as ever."

"Nonsense, after reading so many stories, even if you don't have empathy, you'll develop it!"

"Is this considered a childhood trauma?"