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

But her laughter made no sound, she was just laughing to herself - and only she knew it.

"Then I'll eat it?" She raised her head and looked at Jing Yan: "Don't regret it."

"I don't regret it."

Jing Yan shook his head: "Just eat it."

So, little Wen Youqing ate a bowl of big wontons and a bowl of small wontons and was very full.

Jingyan stood up, handed the boss three copper coins and said thank you.

The boss frowned, shook his head kindly, and put away the two empty bowls.

"What are we going to do now?"

Wen Youqing asked Jing Yan while rubbing her belly.

"Well...I want to go see a place."

"where?"

"Don't worry about it, just follow me."

Jing Yan replied: "If I wanted to trick you, there would be no need to treat you to a meal of wontons. You are so stupid that you can be easily fooled at first glance."

Wen Youqing puffed her lips: "Youqing is not stupid."

"what."

Jing Yan took a step forward, and Wen Youqing followed behind him. After walking a few steps, they suddenly heard the shouting of the wonton stall owner behind them.

"It's late, go home early!"

Come back home.

Wen Youqing was suddenly stunned and stood still.

This word seemed out of reach for her.

She no longer has a home.

But Jingyan turned around, opened his arms and responded enthusiastically to his boss: "Sure."

"Be careful!" the boss said again.

"Don't worry." Jing Yan shouted from a distance.

"I will definitely come home."

.......

The mountain road is very dark at night.

The wind was also very cold.

Wen Youqing wrapped her clothes tightly and followed Jing Yan.

"Where do you want to go?"

She said timidly: "We have come a long way."

"Coming."

Jing Yan raised his head, looked at the starry sky, and gazed at the mountain peak in the distance: "There is still some distance."

"You...really won't lie to me?"

"I really won't lie to you. When I have done what I want to do, I will accept death calmly."

Jing Yan suddenly stopped.

"Because everyone will die."

"Oh."

Wen Youqing was walking and didn't notice that the person in front of her stopped. She didn't brake and bumped into the man.

She covered her head and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I'm afraid we can't go any further."

Jing Yan smiled bitterly and said, "It seems that we have to find another way to move forward."

"Ok?"

Wen Youqing stood on tiptoe curiously and looked forward.

But I saw a sparkling lake. The lake was very large. The night mountain breeze blew on my sleep. The moonlight was reflected in the center of the lake. The waves seemed to ripple as if to separate the moonlight.

"It's a lake."

Wen Youqing murmured.

"Correct."

Jing Yan pushed aside the reeds on the shore and walked in looking for something. Finally, he found it.

It was a small wooden boat, tied to the shore. It hadn't been sailed for who knows how long, and even the oars were a little moldy.

"You...can row a boat?"

Wen Youqing looked at Jing Yan with some distrust, and said with some worry: "I feel like the boat will capsize."

"You are not afraid of death, so why should you be afraid of capsizing? Just struggle as hard as you can once you fall into the water."

Jing Yan did not listen to the advice. He untied the rope tied to the shore, jumped into the wooden boat, and waited for Wen Youqing.

Wen Youqing hesitated for a long time and finally asked.

"Is there no other way?"

"Instead of waiting for some changes, it is better to be brave. Maybe you can just step over it." Jing Yan looked at the lake in front of him: "I'm talking about this lake."

"Okay...okay."

Wen Youqing hesitated for a long time, but finally stepped onto the wooden boat. The boat swayed left and right in the water, creating ripples. The ripples surged along the shore toward the center of the lake, competing with the waves raised by the breeze for the moon.

.......

A small boat is sailing in the center of the lake.

The waves caused by the oars were covered by the breeze, the silvery-white moon fell beside the boat, and the stars fell on the mirror-like surface of the lake. When the boat swayed on the lake, it was like walking on the vast sky.

Wen Youqing opened her eyes wide and looked at everything in front of her. This was a scene she could never imagine in her dreams.

She stretched out her hand to touch the cold lake water, trying to catch the moon that had fallen into the lake.

"Cold?"

Jing Yan, who was rowing the boat, suddenly spoke and asked Wen Youqing.

Wen Youqing thought he was asking about the temperature of the lake water, so she nodded: "Cold."

So Jing Yan took off his coat, put it on Wen Youqing, and said, "Don't catch a cold."

Wen Youqing was stunned and felt a little ashamed. She was about to explain, but found that her coat was so warm, retaining the other person's body temperature, and she could even smell his pleasant scent.

She was greedy and swallowed back the words she was about to explain.

Slowly closed his eyes.

Took a short rest.

The boat slowly rowed along the lake and the waves towards the top of the mountain. No one knew how much time had passed.

It was not until Wen Youqing opened her eyes and saw the dense bushes covering the sky that she was awakened and looked around.

The surrounding lake water turned emerald green.

Perhaps it was the faint light of fireflies, or perhaps it was the moonlight, reflected on the surface of the lake, causing the water to turn emerald green after a nap.

"what is this?"

She asked Jingyan curiously.

"Mayfly." Jing Yan answered her question: "Mayfly in the universe, a tiny particle in the vast ocean."

"ephemera?"

Wen Youqing had never heard of this name. She asked in confusion, "What do you mean by emerald green flutter? Are you talking about ancient poetry?"

"It can probably be considered as a work." Jing Yan chuckled and said, "But you can't find out who the author is."

"So what you mean is that you came up with this sentence yourself. Are you a literary man?"

"No, I'm a teacher."

"Oh—no wonder he is so learned."

Wen Youqing praised, but soon her attention was attracted by the mayflies in the sky.

She stretched out her hand, and a tiny mayfly landed on her fingertips. Wen Youqing was not afraid, but looked carefully at the strange-looking green insect in front of her.

It is very small.

But there were so many of them in the sky and in the lake that they snatched away the star-reflecting surface of the lake and turned it green.

Even on the books on the shore, there were countless mayflies flying. Some of them lost their strength while flying and fell into the lake, dyeing the water green.

So this is how the turquoise lake water comes from.

Wen Youqing thought thoughtfully.

"What are they doing?"

The girl curiously asked the teacher: "Are you playing in the water?"

"No." The teacher shook his head: "They are dying."

"die?"

Wen Youqing was stunned and asked in confusion: "Why are they dying?"

“Because they have a short lifespan.”

Jingyan explained:

"They live in the water from childhood, waiting for the day when they grow up and fly freely. But the waiting time is too long, a whole year. Among hundreds of larvae, only one mayfly can successfully grow up and fly out of the water."

"And the day they emerge from the water and become mayflies is also the day they die."

"Their life span is only a day, they are born in the morning and die in the evening."

"one day?"

Wen Youqing's eyes were full of pity: "Aren't they... afraid?"

"I think I shouldn't be afraid." Jing Yan smiled and said, "It's also a very extraordinary thing to be able to live that day brilliantly."

"But...I'm scared."

Wen Youqing lowered her eyes: "I am afraid of death. After you said that there is nothing after death, I am even more afraid."

"Feel sorry."

"It doesn't matter, because now I know you were lying to me."

Wen Youqing suddenly smiled.

She pointed to the empty space around her and said happily:

"Look, isn't this the River Styx? We are sailing on the water, the blooming red spider lilies are the mayflies, and the Naihe Bridge is the mottled branches above our heads. As for Meng Po, she is the moon hanging high in the sky, making me forget the unpleasant things."

The girl said to Jing Yan seriously:

"Thank you."

Jing Yan was stunned.

He smiled and replied, "You're welcome."

The girl stretched out her hand, creating a splash of emerald green water. Looking at the mayflies flying all over the sky, a sincere smile appeared on her lips for the first time.

She has changed a little.

The scriptures say that you can feel it.

......