It was the same night when Su Xingxing was keeping vigil for the entire Su family.
Heqing County.
The moonlight is hazy and covered with light clouds.
There was some shallow green grass growing on a lonely grave, and not far away there was a slender peach tree, with green leaves swaying gently.
There is a simple wooden tombstone standing in front of the grave, with a few large characters written vigorously on it:
"The tomb of Master Lin Taozhi."
The girl's sobs filled the night, and were suppressed and inaudible amidst the persuasive voices of the people around her.
"Xixi, please stop crying. You have been crying all day. Mr. Lin passed away last year at his eightieth birthday. It is a happy mourning."
"Although the funeral arrangements are simple, they are all arranged according to Mr. Lin's requirements. The dean also personally wrote Mr. Lin's inscription. It can be said that there are no regrets..."
"Mr. Lin was a free and easy man, and he didn't want to disturb your Qing Dynasty. Before he died, he wrote some letters. Let us mail them to you every once in a while. I still have a few unsent letters at home. I didn't expect you to came back......"
"Where is the letter?" A choked voice mixed with low sobs sounded.
The people around him were all young women of seventeen or eighteen years old, and they were all trying to persuade him. Lin Xixi's voice was a little soft, and several people didn't hear her clearly.
However, the woman who just spoke had been paying attention secretly, and she immediately replied:
"In my home, in my home! Before Mr. Lin died, I specially asked servants to serve him every day. I kept those letters, and I sent them to you regularly."
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Lin Xixi kowtowed to the ground three times, and then stood up from the ground, a little shaky. Several women next to her immediately came to help her diligently.
Her pale face was covered with tears, and her fair forehead was stained with dust. She was still wearing the red dress she wore when she parted ways with Su Xing, and her big red eyes stared at the woman who just spoke:
"Can you please take me to see it?"
"Of course you can!" The woman glanced at the others around her like a winner, then walked up with a smile, supported Lin Xixi, and said:
"My home is the largest house on Changning Street. Did I take you to play there when you were a child? My name is Liu Yayi. We studied together under Mr. Lin back then. I remember that I was very kind to you at that time. Do you still remember?
By the way, if you go to my house, you don’t have to follow me. Xixi is sad now and doesn’t want to see outsiders. I will take good care of her.
Remember to tell the adults in the county that Lin Xixi is staying at Liu's house temporarily so that they don't have to worry too much. "
The women behind them all showed unwilling expressions. The Liu family was smart and knew that Mr. Lin had a disciple who cultivated immortality, so they diligently made preparations before the other party's death.
Lin Xixi was stunned when she was supported by her hand. She turned around and walked to the small grave bag as if sleepwalking, and picked up the fish basket placed aside.
The carp in the fish basket swam uneasily and occasionally surfaced. A red scale on its tail actually glowed faintly at this moment, making it even more extraordinary.
Liu Yayi, who was following behind, was a little confused at first, but now she was relieved. This magical carp must be a fairy.
He quickly stepped forward and said with concern:
"Xixi, come back with me first. Don't be too sad. There is no immortal teacher in the world. Let me help you carry this carp first."
After two tugs, Lin Xixi didn't struggle much, and the fish basket was in Liu Yayi's hands.
Looking at the red carp swimming in the water, a trace of greed flashed in Liu Yayi's eyes, but it was quickly hidden behind her eyes.
Looking up and looking around, everyone is the same student who was under Mr. Lin back then, and that’s why.
Today, after the county magistrate learned that Lin Xixi had returned, he specially asked a few of them to accompany him. After all, Lin Xixi was a disciple of the Immortal Sect and had to be treated with caution.
Fortunately, the Liu family had already made preparations. If they could establish a relationship with the Immortal Sect, the Liu family would run amok in Heqing County in the future.
With this thought in mind, it would be a long night and many dreams. Liu Yayi slightly urged:
"Xixi, let's go, it's getting late."
"Okay." Lin Xixi responded softly, but did not move.
The moonlight shone on her body, and she moved her eyes away from the tombstone with difficulty and placed it on the small peach tree next to her. Her tears fell silently again.
...
"Miss is back!"
"Miss is back!"
Some servants talked in low voices, some with fear in their words, and some with joy from the bottom of their hearts.
"It's Miss Xiren, please shut up!"
This time, everyone in the courtyard suddenly became frightened. In the silence, a woman in brocade and mink fur crossed the courtyard gate. She was beautiful and luxuriously dressed. Behind her were four maids. Just like the lady of the Han family.
But everyone knew that she was just Han Qiaozhi's maid.
With a trace of amusement on her face, she scanned the people in the courtyard and stopped on one face:
"Goro, your sister has come home, why don't you come with me to greet her?"
Outside a group of servants in the courtyard, there was a handsome young man in a brocade robe, who looked to be in his twenties. However, the snot dropped to the corner of his mouth, and he seemed a little stupid and unresponsive.
"Fifth Young Master, Miss Xiren is calling you." A servant reminded at the side.
"Xi Ren?" The fifth young master glanced blankly at Xi Ren not far away, and suddenly his whole body began to tremble, and his crotch was quickly soaked, and he kept mumbling:
"Learn people! Learn people! Learn people!"
Then he ran to the other end of the yard in fear. He fell to the ground several times and half of his pants were pulled down. However, he still struggled to get up, rolling and crawling while mumbling.
Until he ran out of the hospital, the sound of crazy chanting could still be heard faintly.
"Haha, Wulang wasn't like this before. I remember that he still liked me very much before." Xi Ren chuckled lightly and didn't care, and continued to move forward with a few people behind him.
The strange thing is that from the time the fifth young master peed his pants to the moment he rolled and crawled out of the yard, no servant stepped forward to help him up.
Not long after, Xi Ren walked out of Han Mansion and waited in front of the gate.
When she started waiting, the playful smile on her face disappeared, revealing a hint of pious seriousness anyway.
The sun gradually climbed to the top of the sky, scorching like fire, and then gradually set. Xiren and the people behind him had not eaten or eaten, but they were enjoying the meal and no one complained.
Moreover, more people came to wait, probably about ten people.
Finally, when it got dark, a figure gradually appeared in the distance.
He is tall and slender, dressed in plain white, and looks vaguely like a fairy coming through the night. When you get closer, it's like a fairy coming to the world. Her hair is as long as a waterfall, her facial features are flawless, but her expression is like eternal ice.
In front of the tall Han Mansion, red lanterns have been hung up, driving away the ink-like night, but they cannot drive away the slight cold under the moonlight.
Among the people waiting, there were some practitioners, but Xiren was obviously not one. She was trembling slightly at this moment. However, the first moment he saw Han Qiaozhi, he still bowed very low:
"Welcome, Miss."
There were also several older elders nearby who said:
"Qiaozhi, knowing that you don't like the excitement, we didn't celebrate in a big way. But the head of the family still prepared a dinner for you, just some relatives of his own family."
"The owner of the family specially arranged it carefully. The ingredients are rare treasures in the world of spiritual practice."
Everyone either greeted, invited, or showed concern, waiting for Han Qiaozhi's response.
But Han Qiaozhi did not respond. She seemed not to see the waiting people and walked straight into the Han Mansion.
The expressions of the waiting people froze, but no one showed confusion or anger on their faces. Instead, they showed slight panic and fear.
