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Yu walked around the ancient tree and suddenly found some crooked words engraved on the trunk: "Jingyuan was here~" with a smiley face drawn at the end.

"Pfft..." He couldn't help laughing, "Was Old Jingyuan so naughty when he was a child?"

Jingliu gently stroked the carvings, a rare softness emerging from his icy face. "That day, I punished him by making him swing his sword three thousand times, but he ended up secretly carving words on the tree.

Bai Lu moved closer curiously: "What happened next?"

"Later?" Jing Liu snorted coldly, "The penalty was increased to five thousand times."

"It's really hard to be your apprentice." Yu complained and sat on the stone block.

Curious, he approached the knife marks on the table and traced them lightly with his fingers: "Wow, was this done by little Jingyuan? He was really ruthless.

Yu knocked on the table and said in amazement: "Speaking of which, your table can be considered an antique, right? It's been hundreds of years and it's still not broken."

Bai Lu stood on tiptoe to get a better look: "Was General Jingyuan so violent when he was a child?

Jingliu's mouth curled up slightly: "No, I accidentally split it crooked when I was demonstrating.

"Pfft—" Yu almost laughed out loud, "So the way you teach your apprentice is to watch carefully, this trick is called destroying a house?

Jing Liu glanced at him calmly and said, "At least I bought this house myself.

Bai Lu suddenly noticed the portrait hanging on the wall: "Huh? Is this... the young General Jing Yuan? Who are those three people? And... why does that sister look so familiar?"

Then she looked at Bai Heng inside and saw that his eyes were a little vague.

The young man Jing Yuan in the painting is holding a formation sword that is taller than him, smiling brightly, and there is no sign of his future cunning and scheming self. Except for Bai Heng who is smiling and saying "yeah", the other three people have sour faces. At this time, Ren, who should be called Ying Xing, also has a sullen face, as if someone owes him money.

Yu stroked his chin and commented: "Tsk tsk, he was quite cute when he was little, but how come he turned into a squinty-eyed weird uncle when he grew up..."

"That's strategic planning," Jingliu corrected, brushing the dust off the portrait with his fingers.

Bai Lu looked around curiously. "It's so well-preserved here, even the teacups..."

Before she finished her words, Yu had already picked up the teacup and gulped down a mouthful: "Puff - this tea must have been there for hundreds of years!

Jing Liu shook his head helplessly: "How can the tea be hundreds of years old? It must have been brewed by Jing Yuan when he stayed here before."

"Ugh—" Yu leaned against the window and retched, "It's not yours? Why didn't you say so earlier!

Bai Lu suddenly noticed a few wooden dummy stakes in the corner, covered with sword marks. She couldn't help but reach out to touch them, but she heard a "crack" sound.

The wooden man instantly fell apart, raising a cloud of dust.

"Ah! I'm sorry!" Bai Lu tried to fight back in panic.

Jing Liu smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, I already chopped these to pieces.

Yu recovered from his dry heaves and suggested excitedly, "How about we renovate it? After all, we just got... ahem, I mean, we made some money."

Bai Lu looked at him warily: "Are you planning to rob again?

"How could it be!" Yu said with a serious face, "I am a serious person!

Jingliu and Bailu both cast suspicious glances at him.

Just then, footsteps were heard outside the door. Jing Yuan's voice came slowly: "You are here as expected."

"You guys have caused me so much trouble... The boss has even complained to the Shen Ce Mansion."

Chapter 206: The price of going back to the past? You can’t afford it.

The three turned around and saw Jing Yuan leaning against the door frame, holding two jars of wine. He smiled and said, "I send someone to clean every month, and I've been waiting for this day."

"Are you okay? You're in good health?" Yu walked up to him in surprise and patted his chest and asked.

"Hiss... Sir... It hurts."

Jing Yuan took a breath and slapped the wound twice.

"Sorry, sorry." Yu withdrew his hand awkwardly.

Jing Yuan smiled but said nothing. He just shook the wine jar and said, "Would you like to hear the story of these sword scars? I brought your favorite wine."

The setting sun streamed through the window lattice, stretching the four figures' shadows far out. The mottled sword marks, scattered wooden dummy stakes, and tilted teacups all seemed to tell a long-forgotten story of master and apprentice...

The four of them sat around the stone table, and Jing Yuan pulled out a few wine glasses like a magic trick. In the moonlight, the mottled sword marks and carvings seemed to come alive.

Jing Yuan poured a glass of wine for Jing Liu and said with emotion: "I never thought that we would have the opportunity to sit here and drink."

Jing Liu said calmly, "We can't go back to the past. Don't feed her alcohol!"

She glanced at Yu, then slapped away the wine he was offering to Bai Lu's mouth.

Yu took back the wine glass in a huff: "Stingy! It's time for Xiaolongnu to learn how to drink~"

Bai Lu angrily hugged her medicine gourd and said, "I don't want it! This stuff is so hard to drink!"

Jing Yuan suddenly laughed out loud: "Speaking of this... Do you still remember? When I was fourteen, I secretly drank your wine..."

Jing Liu replied expressionlessly, "Then he hugged a tree and cried about how heavy his sword was and how fierce his master was. He was then caught by General Teng Xiao who was passing by."

Jing Yuan waved his hands awkwardly, picked up his wine glass and said, "This is all dark history, don't mention it anymore, drink, drink!"

Yu drank the slightly spicy wine and complained to Jing Yuan: "Old Jing Yuan, you are so cruel. You led me to the side of your apprentice and your master."

"You can't say that, sir. Even if I don't give you the coordinates, you will definitely go find her, right?"

Seeing Jingliu looking at him, Jingyuan quickly distanced himself from the matter and said it had nothing to do with him.

She raised her head and thought of the high-spirited young man, "Yan Qing? The disciple you personally taught?"

"Naturally, how?"

Jing Yuan put down his wine glass, a sly look flashing in his eyes: "Yan Qing has good talent, but he is too stubborn. He should be tempered more."

Jingliu glanced at him and said, "Well... let him practice with me for a while... it's a bit of a waste for you to teach him."

"Huh? You're not leaving?" Jing Yuan opened his eyes wide in surprise.

"I had originally planned to come back to see my old friends, give you a heads-up, and then return to the Juuou Division to surrender myself, but... I have a feeling he won't let me go."

She held her cheek and looked at Yu and said calmly.

Jing Yuan sighed and raised his head with a dazed look in his eyes: "Is that so? Well, after all, the Ten Kings Division is a place..."

The courtyard fell into a brief silence, with only the rustling of ginkgo leaves.

"I know." Jing Liu interrupted him, "But some debts must be repaid."

Jing Yuaner was guilty and held the wine glass tightly: "But those things are not our fault!"

"Jing Yuan." Jingliu's voice softened unusually. "You are a general now. You should understand—"

Bai Lu seemed to be tired from playing, and she wanted to close her eyes but was forcing them to stay open.

Yu chuckled and pulled her into his arms, patting her back to soothe her to sleep.

"Is she the Bai Heng who was reincarnated by Dan Feng using the magic of dragon transformation, Bai Heng's hair and blood, and the body of the God of Plenty?"

Yu asked the two of them as he looked at Bai Lu who was sleeping curled up in his arms.

Jingyuan's hand holding the cup suddenly froze.

The two were silent for a while

Jingliu took off his eye mask, revealing his scarlet eyes, and said calmly, "She is not herself. Not even a trace of her remains."

Under the moonlight, the atmosphere in the courtyard suddenly froze. Jing Yu's father's wine glass, which cost eight yuan, was suspended in mid-air, and the wine reflected the pale moonlight and trembled slightly.

"I can't hide it from you." Jing Yuan put down his wine glass with a wry smile, "But this child has indeed inherited her most precious thing..."

Jingliu put down her wine glass, her voice as cold as ice: "Innocent and naive character? Or that foolish sense of justice?" She stood up, her longsword gleaming coldly in the moonlight. "Drinking Moon Rebellion! You think that this will..."

Yu suddenly made a hushed gesture and looked down at Bai Lu, who was sleeping soundly in his arms. Xiao Longnu was clutching his clothes, a sweet smile on her lips, completely unaware of the tense situation around them.

"Look," Yu said softly, his fingertips lightly brushing Bai Lu's glowing dragon horns. "She would stay up all night to mix potions to save a complete stranger from the Cloud Cavalry. She would secretly distribute the precious medicinal materials from the Dan Ding Division to the outsiders. She would even..." He smiled helplessly, "follow me around and make trouble."

"Is she her? She's not her? Why bother with so much? She's just Bai Lu now!"

Jing Yuan shook his head sadly and poured himself a glass of wine: "That's true..."

"I want Bai Heng, can you do it?" Jing Liu suddenly asked.

She stood up and walked in front of Yu, staring at him with her red eyes and asked, "I want to go back in time and save her!"

Jing Yuan frowned and said nothing.

"Who told you that? I can go back to the past?" Yu looked at Jingliu with interest.

Jing Liu's fingers gently stroked the hilt of the sword, the moonlight reflecting an eerie light in her red eyes: "You were my original goal when I came to Luofu."

"Ha!" Yu suddenly laughed out loud and pushed Bai Lu, who was sleeping in his arms, towards Jing Yuan. "Why do you think I will help you?"

Jing Yuan hurriedly caught Bai Lu and said with a wry smile: "Jing Liu, she is just..."

"Just what?" Yu suddenly dropped his playful smile, his eyes sharp as a knife. "You want to use the power of time to rewrite the past? Jingliu? With you? Can you afford the price?"

The night wind suddenly blew, and the ginkgo leaves on the ancient tree fell down. A leaf floated into the wine glass on the stone table and was instantly corroded by the remaining wine.

Jing Liu was silent for a long time, then suddenly turned and walked into the house: "...Just pretend I didn't say anything."

"This..." Jing Yuan hesitated to speak.

"Don't think too much, Jingyuan, drink, drink." Yu poured himself a glass of wine and squinted his eyes, thinking about something.

Jing Yuan asked, "Can we really go back to the past?"

Yu said without hesitation: "Of course, I used it once before, and the result... although it was good, it also cost me a lot."

"Even someone as strong as you... do you have to pay a price?" Jing Yuan said in a deep voice.

Yu shook the wine glass, and the amber wine rippled in the moonlight: "Price? Ha..."

"Time is like this glass of wine—"

Chapter 207 Sharing the same bed

He suddenly tipped the glass over, but the wine strangely solidified in mid-air before hitting the ground.

"Look, I can stop it in the process of falling." Yu's fingers flicked lightly, and the wine began to flow back into the cup, "It can even flow back into the cup.

Jing Yuan's pupils shrank slightly: "This is..."

"But it's not a living thing, so it won't affect the history of a particular place."

Yu suddenly slammed the table and cursed, "Fuck it! The bottom line is that I suspected [Hu] was messing with me! I should just kill Him!"

"..."

Although he couldn't understand what he was saying, it felt like he was about to start making trouble again.

Jing Yuan quickly held Yu's shoulder and said, "Sir, calm down! The last time you said you wanted to kill someone, Luofu's Star Ship was out of service for three days..."

"This time is different!" Yu waved his arms excitedly, "I finally figured it out! Why do I always get into trouble every time I use my time ability? It must be that old bastard [Hu] who tampered with the timeline!

Jing Yuan couldn't help but ask, "The 'mutual' you mentioned is the balance..."

"It's just a trick! You can't see it!" Yu gritted his teeth. "All he does all day is talk about how everything is cyclical. I think he is..."

He was suddenly stuck because Bai Lu woke up in Jing Yuan's arms and was rubbing her eyes and looking at him.

"Ahem..." Yu's expression changed instantly, and he clenched his fist and hit Bai Lu on the head.

Bai Lu kicked her calves, and instantly her whole body straightened up, and she fell into a baby-like sleep.

"..."

He no longer wanted to ask why she was knocked unconscious; he just had to obey.

"Why are you looking at me like that? I just don't want to coax her to sleep anymore." Yu spread his hands innocently.

"Alas... after all this trouble, it's time for me to go back." Jing Yuan sighed and shook his head. After drinking the remaining wine in the glass, he stood up and prepared to leave.

Yu looked at his exhausted expression and complained, "Can't you take a break? What's the point of staying in Shen Ce Mansion every day?"

"Haha...Thank you for your trouble. It won't be too late to rest after this matter is completely over."

He turned his back to Yu and waved.

When Jing Yilin turned around, the moonlight outlined his slightly thin back, and the ornaments on the general's robe swayed gently in the night wind, as if they were carrying too much weight.

"Hey!" Yu suddenly called him, took out a small object from his arms and threw it over, "Take this.

Jing Yuan caught it and found it was a Q version of Jing Yuan's figurine: "What is this...?"

"Alarm clock!" Yu smiled lightly, "It reminds you to slack off at a fixed time every day - for example, now is the time to go to Changletian to listen to books, drink tea, and then go to sleep!