After the destruction of the Immortal Realm, I took in the fallen fairy.

These three large boxes full of little spirit books show that Aunt Xue's apology was truly sincere.

However, after thinking for a moment, Lin Heng said, "Aunt Xue, I appreciate your kindness, but there are too many of these little spirit books. You should take them back..."

"too much?"

Aunt Xue was somewhat puzzled: "Junlang, don't you...don't you have a lot of 'strong grass'?"

As she spoke, her gaze subtly shifted downwards.

"..."

Noticing Aunt Xue's subtle gaze, Lin Heng's eyelids twitched involuntarily.

What did this old woman mean by misinterpreting her own words?

"Aunt Xue, that's not what I meant."

Lin Heng smiled and said, "What I mean is, since you have the skill to make small spirit books, could you use that skill to make some normal books for me? Of course, I'll buy them at the price of small spirit books."

"Normal books?"

Aunt Xue was stunned.

Lin Heng said directly, "I heard from Boss Shen that you used to write books in the General Administration of Civil Affairs?"

Boss Shen...

Hearing this name sent chills down Aunt Xue's spine.

After calming herself down, she answered Lin Heng's question: "Well, it's not really writing a book, it's just rewriting the historical records of the ancient immortal era."

"Yes, in addition to history books, it would be best to also produce some books of folk tales and anecdotes."

Lin Heng then asked, "How is it? Can it be done?"

"If Junlang needs it, I can definitely do it."

only……

What does he need these books for?

The imagery of spiritual energy is clearly more suitable for a genre like Little Spirit Book.

After all, she, as the proprietress, knew better than anyone how popular Little Spirit Book was in Jinlu City.

Not only wealthy merchants and officials from both local and out-of-town regions, but even some lonely courtesans in Golden Deer City would occasionally buy a few books to relieve their boredom...

But Lin Heng had no other purpose in asking her to make these books.

Ever since he figured out why Mu Tinglan's loyalty was stuck at 290 points, he had been determined to make his territory provide more than just shelter and sustenance for his people.

Planning a party to bring joy to the immortal servants at irregular intervals is what he is doing.

At the same time, adding more cultural and entertainment elements to the territory can enrich everyone's lives and increase their happiness.

"Okay!"

After careful consideration, Aunt Xue felt that it was just about making a few books, and there shouldn't be anything detrimental to her.

So she agreed, saying to Lin Heng, "However, making the Little Spirit Book will take some time, so Junlang will probably have to wait a while... Anyway, I will do my best as soon as possible!"

"Hmm, I'm not in a hurry."

Lin Heng nodded slowly.

"Well then, handsome young man, how about we just wipe the slate clean of what happened before?"

Finally, Aunt Xue tentatively asked Lin Heng.

Lin Heng smiled, offering no reply, but instead extending a hand and saying, "Pleasure doing business with you."

"Hehe, that's true, that's true. It's a pleasure doing business with you!"

Aunt Xue shook hands with Lin Heng.

Although she knew that Lin Heng was only acknowledging that they had a friendly relationship based on mutual benefit.

But if it's a friendly relationship based on mutual interests, then that counts as a friendly relationship too.

Achieving this goal was enough to satisfy her.

"Aunt Xue, then I won't see you off."

"Okay, handsome, see you later."

……

After seeing Aunt Xue off, Lin Heng used Liu Hun Yu Ji's ability to summon all the immortal slaves bound to the Immortal Slave Manual back to the house.

If Aunt Xue hadn't suddenly come over to make amends, this was something he had planned to do as soon as he woke up.

"Paper, pen."

After Mu Tinglan brought over paper and pen, Lin Heng pondered for a moment while drawing some lines on the paper.

This is a rough sketch he made from memory of the bed in Xiying's dream and the clothes worn by the fairy.

Although painting portraits is more direct, Lin Heng really didn't have much talent in painting.

At this moment, he actually missed the old man who had already gone to the General Headquarters...

Surrounded by three fairies and a heart-eating wolf, Lin Heng finally finished the painting.

Lin Heng put down his pen, looked up at the crowd, and asked, "Look at these two things, do you recognize them?"

"Isn't this just a bed?"

Song Jingyu immediately said.

Lin Heng: "..."

Yun Qinghe shook her head and said, "What the master wants to ask is whether we have ever seen a bed with this kind of pattern."

Suddenly, a jet-black claw gently patted the bed on the drawing paper.

Gesang Nazha, transformed into the Heart-Eating Demon Wolf, said calmly, "This should be some kind of array-like pattern."

"I felt it too at the time."

Lin Heng nodded with satisfaction.

Gesang Nazha, who has reached the Enlightenment Realm, is particularly keen in observing the power of rules.

When he was in Xiying's dream, he also discovered that the patterns on the bed had almost the same effect as the Spirit Restoration Array.

Yun Qinghe asked doubtfully, "But in this Demon Calendar era, only powerful forces like those in Golden Deer City probably possess technology similar to magic arrays, right?"

"Um."

Lin Heng stroked his chin and said, "So what we can be sure of for now is that it's most likely in the mansion of a rich person."

"Master, please wait a moment."

At this moment, Mu Tinglan picked up Lin Heng's painting.

"What did you discover?"

Lin Heng asked curiously.

"I'm not familiar with that bed... but I seem to recognize the pattern on this skirt, and that recognition should be from when I was in the Immortal Realm."

Mu Tinglan pointed to the clothes that Lin Heng had drawn.

"Can you remember?"

Lin Heng immediately asked.

"I might need to think about it some more... Have I met my junior sister yet?"

Mu Tinglan turned the painting toward Yun Qinghe.

Since she had some impression of him in the Immortal Realm, she should have met her junior sister from the same sect.

"I?"

Yun Qinghe paused for a moment, then looked at it carefully before shaking her head and saying, "I don't remember anything about this..."

"But I'm certain that I saw him before, back in the Immortal Realm's Yunling Sect," Mu Tinglan said to Lin Heng with absolute certainty.

"Okay, I understand."

Lin Heng nodded, folded the paintings together, and put them in his arms. "Since there's no other information, you can all rest now."

Mu Tinglan's affirmation provided him with another perspective.

If he can confirm that the impression came from the Yunling Sect in the Immortal Realm, then he can ask another person from the Yunling Sect tomorrow...