The female disciples who had bad intentions towards me started fighting among themselves

Tilting his head, he asked, "Sister Yunsu likes stars very much."

"Humph."

Yun Su snorted twice, and said with some joy: "Not really, it was mainly because Jing Yan sent it. He insisted on hanging up, and there was nothing I could do."

"Oh."

Mu Yunning looked at it twice again and memorized the starry sky in her heart.

She looked at the dresser again.

In front of the dressing table, there is an old bamboo chair. Unlike the one outside the room, this one looks a bit old. Although it is well preserved, you can still see traces of time on it.

"Is this also done by Jing Yan?"

Mu Yunning asked again.

"Of course. I still remember it was the afternoon when he was seven years old. He made it by himself in the courtyard, hammering away at it, and said it was a gift for me." Yun Su muttered, "In fact, it's not comfortable at all. One corner is broken, and it's not stable to sit on."

Yun Su introduced it to Mu Yunning with great interest.

As she spoke, she leaned back on the bamboo chair, swaying slightly on the already somewhat unbalanced bamboo chair, and looked at Mu Yunning, asking, "What's the matter with you coming to see me?"

Mu Yunning hesitated for a moment, nodded, sat on the corner of the bed, put her legs tightly together, and placed her hands on her white knees.

"I came to talk to you about something."

"Okay, go ahead."

Yun Su still looked frivolous, but that was just a disguise. At this moment, her heart was pounding faster and faster.

She seemed to have a premonition.

She had a feeling that Mu Yunning would say something she didn't want to hear.

After a brief silence, Mu Yunning lowered her head, then raised it again.

There was a different look in her eyes, perhaps it was determination, or courage. Yun Su didn't understand. The woman in front of him bit her lips lightly, as if she had made up her mind.

Look carefully into Yun Su's eyes.

Yun Su was not willing to be outdone, so he also looked at her, and their eyes met for a long time.

“I like the scriptures.”

Mu Yunning whispered, "I like it very much."

suddenly.

Yun Su felt like a piece of her heart was missing. She had clearly expected this sentence, but why did she feel so empty after hearing it?

The little fox didn't understand, and she was confused again.

“Is that so?”

Yun Su bit her teeth and forced a smile: "If you like it, then you like it. The love affairs of you young people have no effect on us elders. It's a different era now, feudal etiquette is not acceptable."

After saying that, she turned her head away, avoiding Mu Yunning's sincere gaze.

She felt her nonexistent conscience begin to ache again.

She had no opinion about Mu Yunning. On the contrary, she particularly admired Mu Yunning, admired her sincerity, and admired her courage - these were things that Yun Su did not have.

She is like a mirror, innocent, clean and bright. I can always see the ignorant self I once was in her.

But she had done something bad, and she always felt uneasy when she looked in the mirror.

"No, that's not the case."

Mu Yunning continued: "You also like Jingyan."

Yun Su was stunned.

He smiled and said, "I like it, of course I like it. Who wouldn't like such a considerate, good-looking disciple who can cook? Everyone likes it, even I, who am not a human, likes it."

She was making excuses, changing the subject.

"That's not what I'm talking about."

Mu Yunning said again: "Your 'like' and my 'like' are the same. I can feel it."

Yun Su didn't know how to respond to this sentence.

She paused for two seconds and shook her head: "Miss Mu Yun, what are you talking about?"

"I'm saying..." Mu Yunning blushed, and mustered up the courage to say again: "You like Jingyan, the kind of love you want to be his bride."

"Puch."

Yun Su laughed out loud, looking at the innocent girl in front of him with a slightly flushed face, and said with a smile:

"This sentence can also come out of your mouth."

"Then am I right?" Mu Yunning bit her lips and said, "My premonition is very accurate."

"Ms. Mu Yun, you are a good girl." Yun Su sighed, stood up, and rubbed the forehead of Mu Yunning who was sitting on the corner of the bed: "I am sorry for you."

She was apologizing for her previous ridiculous impulse.

It seems that I have no qualifications to compare myself with Mu Yunning. She is already old and ugly, while the other party is still young and so well matched with Jing Yan. In the eyes of the world, they are simply a perfect couple.

The little bit of courage that had just risen up not long ago seemed to have calmed down again, and turned into emotions that were accumulated and hidden in the heart.

"Is it that obvious?"

Yun Su blinked, with a little mist in the corners of his eyes, and asked.

This made Mu Yunning a little at a loss. She stood up and said awkwardly, "I...that's not what I meant."

She waved her hands and explained, "You are the first person to meet Jingyan, and you grew up with him. I...I am the one who needs to apologize."

"Ah?" Yun Su was stunned.

Isn’t the other party here to call for punishment?

"I mean......"

Mu Yunning gathered her scattered hair and tucked it behind her ears, then spoke in a low voice.

"I...I just want a little bit of love from Jing Yan. I don't want more. Just a little bit, okay?"

"For the rest, I am not greedy..."

Mu Yunning lowered her eyebrows and whispered, thinking of the seaside.

Remembered that night.

She decided to be brave once more.

......

......

The day before.

The silver moon is just shining, and the stars are sparse.

The tide at the seaside rose and fell, washing the beach. A sand crab that tried to escape the low tide was swept up by the tide. It struggled desperately and finally hid back in the hole it had dug on the beach.

Two figures snuggled on the beach by the sea, looking at the silver moon and listening to the rising and falling tides.

Everything is so peaceful.

On the sea, the water was rolling constantly, and a small white boat was rising and falling aimlessly along with the tide. Finally, it was pushed onto the beach by the aimless tide, and pushed to the side of the two people.

This is a "miracle".

The boy rubbed the girl's silver hair and was surprised to find the small boat that had landed next to them.

"Mu Yunning." The young man said, "Why does this paper boat look so familiar?"

The silver-haired girl blinked and stared at her familiar handwriting on the paper boat, somewhat unable to believe it.

I couldn't believe that it actually flowed on that rainy night, along with the rain, in the valley where peach blossoms were in full bloom, along the stream, along the river, along the tide, and into the unknown sea.

What she didn't expect was that it went around in circles and came back to her and them again.

The boy looked at the paper boat and reached out his hand towards it with sharp eyes.

In the center of the paper boat, there is a petal.

It's a peach blossom.

There is no withering, no damage, the peach blossoms are in full bloom, accompanying the paper boat made of letter paper across thousands of mountains and rivers.

The young man picked up the peach blossom and placed it between the girl's silver hair.

"Does it look good?"

The girl asked with a smile on her face.

"It's beautiful. You are the one who looks good."

The boy replied.

The letter paper was filled with words.

That is a girl's concern and secret.

At this moment, the secret is no longer a secret.

"I love you, I love you so much, I will love you forever..."

The boy opened the letter and read it word by word in a gentle voice.

The girl blushed, but did not escape.

"Me too."

She leaned on the boy, her snow-white cheeks still as rosy as peach blossoms under the moonlight at night. Her eyes were filled with watery feelings, and she couldn't help but clamp her legs tightly together.

She looked at the boy and held his face.

I couldn't bear it any longer.

She gave him a gentle push, and the boy fell on the beach, looking at her and at Yin Yue.

Compared with the girl, the silver moon seemed to have lost its color at this moment.

"Take me."

Mu Yunning said softly.

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(Volume 2.5, The Bright Moon for Whom, End)

Volume 3: Curse of the Demon Realm

167. There is no Jiazi in the mountains (the third volume begins)

Time flies and the stars move.

There is a folk saying.

There are no Jiazi in the mountains, and it is so cold that I don’t know the year.

Immortal cultivators have achieved immortality and their lifespan is much longer than that of ordinary people. Their concept of time is also different. A long time in the mortal world is just a blink of an eye for immortal cultivators.

Everything is fleeting, and the world is changing.

Nothing in Qiu Shui has changed. The mountains are still the same mountains as before. The clouds still float aimlessly on the tops of the mountains, covering the tall peaks. Everything is peaceful and quiet, as if nothing has changed.

Mingjian Peak.

The once-in-three-years Ascension Ceremony is about to begin. Countless mortals who dream of ascending to heaven in broad daylight and seeking immortality have gathered here.

Only after going through the three stages of testing spiritual roots, knowing destiny, and worshipping the mountain gate, will it be possible for one to transcend from the masses and become a disciple of Qiu Shui. Only then will the once closed door to the immortal path be pushed open a little, allowing one to catch a glimpse of the profoundness within.

At this moment, Mingjian Peak was crowded with people and noisy.

At the top of Mingjian Peak, there gathered a group of Qiu Shui immortals. They were scattered among the various hills, fighting openly and secretly with each other.

But this kind of fight is just business competition between the sects and is a good choice.