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It even deliberately sighed like an old woman: "It really makes me worry less."

...nothing. Qingying curled her lips in dismay.

What's the point of having big thighs or not? What's good about that kind of lewd and lustful man?

When Ah Chen’s matter is over, stay away from this bastard and never see him again!

(I have to go out for something, there will be updates in the early morning, but it is recommended not to stay up late to wait.)

One hundred and twenty-seven, he remembers everything

Eighth day.

From the moment she woke up, Qingying felt something strange.

Everyone seemed a little silent today, and the atmosphere had been a little depressing since morning.

Even Qingchen, who always smiled at everyone, just bowed lightly and said, "Good luck to you, latecomer."

Qingying felt a hint of reluctance in that smile.

……what happened?

Today, during the lecture in the square, the Taoist priest still recited with a kind face: "The so-called mystery of Taoism is not in heaven and earth, not in the universe, but in the human heart."

Qingying, as usual, looked at the people in the field with boredom.

But she found that everyone's expressions seemed different from before.

The confusion and thoughtfulness on their faces became even stronger, and everyone was more devoted to enlightenment than before.

Every word the Taoist said made the expressions on their faces more solemn, and for a moment the square became eerily quiet.

Qingying noticed that Lian Qingchen was frowning and thinking hard at this time, as if he had encountered a bottleneck in his thinking.

"Why does it feel like everyone looks weird?" Qingying couldn't help but turn her head.

Chen Yin sat there silently as usual. Facing Qingying's question, he shook his head slowly: "Nothing strange. If you had listened carefully to the contents of the Taoist scriptures these days, you would have become like this."

Qingying didn't understand what he was talking about. But the Taoist said the same thing every day, right?

At sunset, the Taoist ended his sermon today, speaking in a lukewarm voice:

"My fellow Taoists, have you gained anything today?"

Qingying noticed that there were obviously fewer people going up to ask questions this time.

But still no one has answered correctly.

"It seems that everyone still hasn't fully understood it today."

The Taoist narrowed his eyes and chuckled: "It's okay, I'll come back tomorrow."

“Even if the way is infinite, as long as you are willing to seek, it will eventually come to an end.”

As the Taoist rode away on his crane, the people in the square began to leave and walk back.

Qingying and Chen Yin also followed Qingchen and returned to their cave residence.

But this time, as she walked on the road, Qingying gradually slowed down her pace.

All the phantoms returning home were much quieter than before. After the surging stream of people poured into their respective mansions, there was basically no sound.

Passing by the door of the couple named Huang Manlou, they used to sit here, prepare a table of delicious food, and then put it in front of their door, eating happily while introducing the food.

But today, the couple just clasped their fists apologetically and said, "Sorry for being late. I'm a little tired today, so I won't cook."

When passing by the door of the little girl Xu Xiu's house, she was also silently lowering her head, as if thinking about something.

Qingying felt that they all seemed to be acting strangely.

Following Qingchen all the way back to the cave entrance, Qingchen also bowed gently: "Sorry for being late."

"Today... I didn't gain anything."

Qingying and Chen Yin looked at each other.

"After studying the Dao scriptures for the past few days, I have increasingly felt the ethereal and infinite nature of the Dao, which makes people feel daunted. Before, I only read superficially, skimming the surface without being able to deeply understand it."

"The more I understand, the more confused and bewildered I become..."

There was a hint of depression on his youthful face, but he still forced himself to smile: "But it doesn't matter!"

"The Taoist is right. Even though the Great Dao is infinite, the pursuit of it has its limit."

"One day, I will understand it completely!"

After saying this, he bowed slightly again and turned to walk into the room.

"Achen..."

Qingying subconsciously wanted to reach out and pull him, but in the end she just withdrew her hand in confusion.

Her eyes were filled with worry.

"Are you worried about his condition?"

"Achen..." Qingying said silently, "This child has always been very stubborn. No matter what's on his mind, he refuses to say it out loud and make others worry."

"I always feel that there is something wrong with him. If this continues--"

"But you can't help him anymore." Chen Yin interrupted her.

"Everything here is something that has already happened."

He looked silently at Qingchen's house: "Since I have chosen to come here, there is no turning back."

Qingying crossed her arms and bit her red lips slightly.

“…I’m a little scared.”

Chen Yin glanced at her casually and found that she looked a little lonely. He whispered:

"Can you sit outside with me for a while?"

"Why, you don't find me annoying anymore?"

"Just for today." Qingying turned her head slightly.

Chen Yin didn't tease her too much. He just went back to the house, moved two stools, and sat under the tree.

Qingying sat silently beside him, looking up at the mysterious light within the barrier formation.

"…Have you really been here before?"

"Of course." Chen Yin nodded calmly, "Otherwise how can I take you to find your brother."

"Then why is there no shadow of you left here?" Qingying asked curiously.

Chen Yin looked into her eyes: "I can choose not to say it."

Qingying curled her lips in boredom, then changed the subject: "So when you came here, were you the same as them?"

This one sentence made Chen Yin fall into silence.

Qingying seldom saw Chen Yin so silent and quiet. There were indescribable emotions hidden in his inky pupils, as if he was recalling something.

After a long while, he slowly spoke:

“Perhaps, I am still a little different from them.”

...In his previous life, in the ancient domain of Cangzhe, Chen Yin was forced onto the most dangerous path by several monks who specialized in robbing young monks.

Without thinking about anything, he ran all the way to the deepest part, reminding himself that he must not fall down in such a place easily.

He also wanted to go back to Yushan to find his master and junior sister.

Chen Yin couldn't remember how he managed to make it to the end of that road.

When he saw the barrier gem at the end, the ecstasy of surviving a calamity completely enveloped him.

He came to Mayfly Mountain and became one of the countless people who listened to the sermons.

But from the very beginning, Chen Yin didn't think he could realize the great truth.

He simply couldn't understand those abstruse and obscure words, and couldn't even think about them.

He also didn't want to figure out anything.

He just wanted to go home.

So every day, he was like the student who was daydreaming in class. When everyone was concentrating on gaining enlightenment, he was the only one who did not focus on the Taoist scriptures. Instead, he was more interested in the shadows left by these predecessors.

He met a kind and amiable couple, Huang Manlou and Yu Manli.

I met the cute and soft girl Xu Xiu.

...I also got to know Qingchen, who always had a clean and refreshing smile on his face no matter who he was talking to.

Got to know almost everyone here.

Five hundred and sixty-nine people, each with his own face, appearance, and voice.

He remembered it all.

(Say a few words)

(First of all, I'm extremely sorry! I thought it was just a sudden social event yesterday and I could just deal with it briefly, but I ended up being dragged out to drink until 2 or 3 o'clock.)

(I didn’t even finish typing in the end, and my stomach was completely empty.)

(I really don’t mean to delay you all! Starting from the day after tomorrow, I will enter the stage of three updates a day to make up for it. If you fail to do so, you can slap me. You can slap me as hard as you want.)

(I’m really sorry.)

One hundred and twenty-eight, lost

Day 9. Day 10.

It has been half a month since I came here.

Qingying watched everyone here, who were ambitious and contented at the beginning, gradually become silent and lifeless.

Now, every day they are like mechanical puppets. They wake up in the morning to eat, and then everyone rushes into the square like a surging wave. After listening to the sermon, they return to their residences in an orderly manner.

From beginning to end, there was silence and no one spoke.

The dull and depressing feeling enveloped Qingying, making her feel very uncomfortable. It seemed that everyone here was gradually no longer like a living person.

Huang Manlou and his wife are no longer enthusiastic about teaching cooking skills to newcomers.

Xu Xiu no longer occasionally talks about her own thoughts with those who come after her.

Lian Qingchen was tired of the process of sharing his experiences day after day, so he just clasped his fists in silence every day and returned to his room.

The entire Mayfly Mountain became quieter and quieter.

...As quiet as the way we came here.

Eighteen days. Twenty days.

Their action plan seemed to have become a mechanical and rigid routine. Apart from eating and sleeping, no one communicated with others. It seemed that they were unwilling to waste even a minute or a second on other things.

But still no one has figured out what the great way is.

Qingying felt a tightness in her chest, as if a mountain was pressing down on her. If she hadn't been able to chat with Chen Yin from time to time, she would not have been able to endure such a depressing atmosphere.

"...It's so weird." Her beautiful eyes frowned, "This place is like a prison."

"Maybe you're right."

Chen Yin looked at those people and said leisurely: "This place is a prison for them."

"As long as you don't realize the great truth, you will never be released from prison."

Qingying's eyes were dim and she said nothing.

The first month is over.

At the end of the day's lecture, someone finally couldn't help but stand up and ask the Taoist.

"What is Tao, anyway?"

The Taoist still just smiled gently: "This is what you need to find."

A painful expression appeared on the man's face, his cheeks twitched for a moment, but finally he sat back silently.

Qingying heard that many phantoms around him who were silently lowering their heads began to talk to themselves softly: