A thin layer of white mist floats on the river at dawn, like a piece of white gauze crumpled by the wind, drifting over the side of the boat and clinging to people's hair, cool and refreshing.

A rooster crowed in the distance, its clear cry breaking the silence of the early morning.

Yue Zijin walked over from a distance, his clothes damp with dew, leading a small donkey with glossy fur, its black, glassy eyes glistening, and a red ribbon tied around its neck, making it look even more spirited.

He first delivered the medicine to You Xunchun, then knocked on one of the doors. "Tangxi, Susu, we need to get ready to leave."

Before long, a girl in red, dressed smartly, came out from behind the door, and the first thing you saw was a donkey eating grass.

"Yue Zijin, what strange thing are you doing now?"

Tangxi raised an eyebrow, puzzled.

Yue Zi was feeding his beloved little donkey when he saw Tang Xi come out. He instinctively looked behind her before fixing his gaze on the girl with her arms crossed in front of him. "Where's Su Su?"

Tang Xi chuckled, taking in Yue Zijin's little scheme. She walked to the wooden table, poured herself a cup of tea to moisten her throat, and coughed lightly, "...Su Su, huh?"

"Of course I had something to do."

Seeing Tang Xi's smug look, Yue Zijin immediately jumped up and shouted, "What do you need me for so early in the morning?"

"You? I'm afraid you'd be kicked three miles away the moment you arrived."

Ridicule, blatant ridicule.

An uncle can tolerate this, but an aunt cannot.

As his understanding of the Shouyang Sutra had recently become more and more proficient, he didn't mind sparring with his opponent at this moment.

The two stared at each other, sparks flew in an instant, accompanied by a commotion of chickens crowing and dogs barking, and in the end, Yue Zijin suffered a crushing defeat.

He covered the bruise on his cheek and accused, "You shouldn't hit someone in the face! I'm going to report you for this."

Unfortunately, the other party ignored him completely, so he had to beg You Xunchun for a bottle of swelling-reducing medicine.

At the foot of Xiaguang Mountain, Su Ning looked at the young man before her. He seemed to have something to say, but after stammering for a long time, he could only utter, "Be careful on the road."

Su Ning found it amusing, deliberately leaning closer to him and whispering seductively, "Really... is that all?"

The woman's fragrance enveloped him completely. The young Taoist priest was thin-skinned and not good at talking, and his cheeks were burning red in the autumn wind.

Seeing that he remained silent for a long time, Su Ning pretended to be disappointed and was about to back away, but unexpectedly the cool and aloof young man suddenly grabbed her hand and pulled her in front of him.

The woman's delicate body fell into his snow-white embrace. He stroked the girl's back with one hand, and with the other hand, he parted her slender hand and intertwined his fingers with hers.

I will miss you, I will miss you so much.

The boy's voice was like the clearest spring water in a mountain stream, clear and melodious.

Su Ning was forced to bury her face in his chest, listening to the beating of his heart within it, and said softly, "I understand."

Lin Ci didn't understand love before, but by a twist of fate, two lines that were always parallel intersected and became increasingly entangled.

The first glance at her, the accidental rescue, the infatuation in the stone chamber, and the discomfort of seeing her close to others.

Now, all of this erupts at the moment of parting.

It has been three or four days since the incident at Xiaguang Mountain was resolved. He has been going there every day to give Yue Zijin pointers, but only he knows the personal desires behind it.

Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end.

His second senior brother came here not only to help him, but also to take him back. He had been down the mountain to investigate the Demonic Sect for six months.

From the northern foothills all the way to the present-day Xiaguang Mountain, there are too many things in the temple that require his attention, and the remnants of the demonic sect are already showing signs of resurgence.

Therefore, he can no longer simply ignore everything and follow Su Ning.

Although the martial arts conference was to be held soon, he was now hesitant and found himself reluctant to part with it.

A gentleman expresses his emotions but restrains them with propriety.

After releasing Su Ning, Lin Ci lowered his eyes to look at her, his fingers unconsciously stroking her fair cheeks gently and tenderly, as if she were a precious treasure.

He then handed Su Ning a green feather, explaining under her questioning gaze, "This is a tail feather from a phoenix, the one you saw last time."

Su Ning admired the feather in her hand, but was somewhat surprised by the answer: "You actually plucked its only special feather?"

Okay, now I'm really going to become a clown bird.

Lin Ciqing coughed, but did not deny it, only saying, "If the feathers of a dead Luan Yu are given to someone else, other Luan Yu birds will sense it."

"In this way, no matter how far the distance, the phoenix feather will deliver the letter to someone with similar feathers. However, I don't have any extra feathers right now, so I had to pluck the one that came to deliver the letter that day."

Su Ning laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight, while Lin Ci felt somewhat helpless.

Although the medicine puppets of Xiaguang Mountain are now under the control of the Taihang Temple, the news cannot be kept secret.

After You Xunchun brought Pei Yunlian back covered in blood that day, she still hasn't woken up. Li Yuan is now all alone. After composing himself, he set off back to the Beilu Sect two days ago with Chu Sese's ashes.

Chen Li'an was transformed into a medicine puppet, a monster that was not dead but still alive, so there was no way to let him take him away.

Meanwhile, Yue Zijin took advantage of these few days to properly bury Ling Xuzi.

For Pei Yunlian's sake, the group decided to travel by water to Fuxian Town first to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival there, and then return to the Sword Casting Manor.

So I've been staying in a village at the foot of the mountain for the past few days.

Lin Ci still had unfinished business, so he would return to Taihang Temple by land a day or two later.

When Su Ning returned, she noticed that one horse was missing from the stable, but a small donkey was grazing instead.

"Who bought this donkey? It's in excellent condition."

Upon seeing Su Ning return, Yue Zijin immediately got up, carried Pei Yunlian on his back, and ran to the dock in a flash.

The awning boat was painted with tung oil paint, making it look just like the little donkey, which showed how well the boatman took care of himself. Yue Zijin carried Pei Yunlian on his back and jumped into the cabin without even showing his face.

Su Ning picked up the little donkey, puzzled, and asked, "What's wrong with Zijin?"

Tangxi rolled her eyes dramatically. "Ugly people are always causing trouble."

You Xunchun finally boarded the boat and stood at the bow, gazing into the distance.

After settling the little donkey, Su Ning stepped forward and gazed into the distance, saying, "Brother You must have gone to great lengths to find Yun Lian on this mountain teeming with medicine puppets."

You Xunchun seemed to be in a daze, turned his head to glance at Su Ning, and said with a light smile, "It's just luck."

Following the water downstream, it merges into the Taohua River basin, and Fuxian Town is located beside the Taohua River.

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