Chapter 167: Peace is All

"Senior Sister, what are you looking at?"

"It seemed like someone was looking at me just now." Yue Qian hesitated. "Dan cultivators have strong five senses. I could feel the gaze, but when I turned around, it disappeared."

Ye Xingzhou looked down at the sect uniform he was wearing, "Maybe it's because it's too conspicuous."

The official attire of a direct disciple is indeed likely to attract attention, and it is not uncommon for people to inquire about it.

Yue Qian's eyes flickered, and she said nothing more as her lips opened and closed.

That look was hard to describe, but it carried a sense of familiarity from deep within my memory.

But it was fleeting.

Maybe I'm overthinking it.

Yue Qian shook her head to clear the thoughts from her mind.

As we walked further away, the snoring gradually faded until it could no longer be heard.

"This is it."

The two stopped at the foot of a misty mountain. At first glance, there was nothing unusual, but upon closer inspection, they found a layer of transparent barrier fluctuating.

"Little girl, you're here again. You can't get into that mountain." The old hunter shook his head and advised, "It's been so many years, and no one has ever been able to get in."

There is a village near the foot of the mountain, and the old man is a villager in the village.

"It's going to rain soon, let's go back quickly." The old man said to himself, put on his straw raincoat, and trotted away with the hare he had just shot.

Yue Qian said to Ye Xingzhou, "It's strange that the villagers can go into the mountains to hunt game, but the barrier will block the monks as soon as they come."

"If the Xiling Spring wasn't located deep in the mountains among a thousand-year-old tree, with too many wild beasts for the villagers to handle, I would have traded with the villagers for it."

"Nothing." Ye Xingzhou looked at the fluctuating barrier and raised his hand, "I can go in."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and easily passed through the barrier.

Yue Qian's beautiful eyes were slightly surprised, and she tried to reach out her hand, but was blocked by something invisible.

She sighed softly, "Junior Brother Ye, I'm relying on you."

"good."

The drizzle fell sparsely, and a few drops sprinkled on my face, bringing a slight coolness.

Ye Xingzhou glanced up at the dense dark clouds and said to Yue Qian, "Senior Sister, this rain won't stop for a while. I'll take you to the village to take shelter first."

"Don't bother, just go ahead." Yue Qian pointed with his hand, "There's a thatched hut over there that can shelter you from the rain. I'll be able to pick you up once you get out."

The thatched house may have been built by hunters in the past. It has been abandoned for a long time and the straw on the roof is dilapidated.

"No hurry, Senior Sister, settle me down first and then go in."

Ye Xingzhou made a hand gesture and set up a barrier to wrap around the thatched hut to block out the rain.

There was not much furniture in the thatched hut. Ye Xingzhou took out a low stool from his storage bag, put a cushion on it, and then quickly took out a small square table and placed a pile of food on it.

Yue Qian was so curious that she kept blinking.

After so many years of cultivation, I often meditate and rest anywhere when I go out, and I have never paid attention to the external environment.

Junior Brother Ye's emphasis on her made her feel a little helpless.

This is the first time I have seen such treatment, and I am truly flattered.

Ye Xingzhou wiped his hands and stood up. "Senior Sister, conditions are limited. Please bear with me for a while. I will find Xi Lingquan and bring it out as soon as possible."

Behind him, Yue Qian was silent and did not respond. Ye Xingzhou turned around in confusion and saw Yue Qian standing in a daze, with her mouth slightly open in surprise.

Ye Xingzhou slapped his head, suddenly realizing, "Oh, right, I was so busy setting out the food that I forgot to set out some entertainment."

Ye Xingzhou rummaged through his storage bag and found two oil-paper umbrellas and a tray of paints of various colors.

"Sister, the umbrella surface hasn't been dyed yet. If you're bored, you can paint to pass the time."

Yue Qian seemed to have just come to her senses. She raised her hand to cover her mouth, but she couldn't hide the smile in her eyes.

"Junior Brother Ye, thank you."

"You're welcome, Senior Sister. I'll be back soon."

Ye Xingzhou waved his hand, the sound mixed in with the rain. He took out a big umbrella to block the rain and ran into the barrier.

Yue Qian watched the figure disappear in the rain, and a warm feeling ran through his heart.

The initial thought of sitting in meditation and waiting completely disappeared, and it wouldn't hurt to practice for a while.

With food, cakes and other entertainment items in hand, she finally realized how boring it was to be a monk for so many years.

In fact, her cultivation level has already stepped into the Golden Core stage, which is far higher than Junior Brother Ye. Junior Brother Ye didn't need to do all this, but he still took the initiative to do everything.

Even the cushions are provided, it’s impossible to say it’s not heartwarming.

Yue Qian looked at the table full of cakes and food, smiled and put them away, leaving only a plate of water chestnut cake.

It is a blessing in this life to be able to become a senior apprentice and junior brother with Junior Brother Ye.

Yue Qian took a bite of the pastry, chewed it carefully, then opened the oil-paper umbrella and began to draw on the umbrella.

The door of the thatched hut had long been torn apart by the wind, but with the barrier in place, both the rain and the wind were blocked.

Yue Qian was sketching seriously when a disheveled figure suddenly appeared in his peripheral vision.

Yue Qian put down the brush and looked up. A sloppy man was limping towards the thatched hut with a red cloth in his hands covering his head.

The red cloth had already been soaked, and a lot of rain water slid down his arms and wet his clothes. The man's hair was badly tangled, and after being wet, it all stuck to his face, blending with the wrinkles, making it impossible to see his features.

It was the wandering cultivator who had previously set up a fortune-telling stall and ended up snoring on the stone slab.

As if he didn't notice that there was someone in the thatched hut, he pushed open the tattered wooden door and sat down on the ground.

He threw the rain cloth in his hand aside, wiped his face, and pulled all the hair that was covering his face back.

"This damn rain, I was sleeping so well, why did it have to start at this time?"

He turned his back to Yue Qian and cursed loudly at the rain that was getting heavier outside the broken door.

Yue Qian didn't say anything, her vigilant and inquiring gaze fell on the wandering cultivator.

After finding out that the other party's cultivation was only at the middle stage of Qi Refining, she silently put away the poison powder in her hand.

In the middle stage of Qi Refining, I can deal with it.

"It's such a nice day, why is it raining? It has to interrupt my sweet dream——"

The casual cultivator suddenly stopped cursing and his back stiffened.

At the tip of the nose, there is a faint fragrance of elixir.

Only then did he come to his senses and notice that the thatched hut, which had been leaking, was dry and had obviously been cleaned.

The casual cultivator suddenly scratched the back of his feet, then raised his hand to grab his hair until the wet hair fell onto his face.

"This horrible weather is affecting my business!"

He got up in a sloppy manner and lay down on the haystack, but stopped when he saw Yue Qian and grinned at him in a mercenary way.

"Hey, my little Taoist friend, I see that you and I are destined to be together. Would you like to have a fortune-telling?"

"No need." Yue Qian refused and lowered her head to continue drawing the umbrella.

"If you miss this opportunity, you won't be able to get such a good deal again. Are you really not going to use it?"

Yue Qian gave the same answer.

"This business is getting harder and harder. Forget it, I'll look for another one."

The wandering cultivator smacked his lips regretfully, limped over to pick up the cloth on the ground, and walked out covered in mud and rain.

Yue Qian paused and said, "It's raining heavily outside. Let's wait until it stops before leaving."

The casual cultivator lay down on the haystack in a disheveled state, grabbed a piece of hay and began to pick his teeth.

"My dear little Taoist friend, you have a kind heart. I can see that you will become rich and powerful in the future."

Yue Qian: "As long as I'm safe."

"My little Taoist friend, you will definitely get what you want."

The casual cultivator was still talking when he turned over and fell asleep.