Do one good deed every day

Yan Dan is growing thinner and thinner.

Yan Dan was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

The little fox rubbed against her, meowing and whimpering. Out of the twelve hours in a day, she spent at least ten hours with the little fox. No matter where she went, the little fox somehow managed to find her and then fawn over her. The first few days were alright, but being stuck to her like a leech for ten days was unbearable for anyone. Every time she tried to shake it off, it clung tightly, whimpering pitifully, making her feel that what she was doing was utterly cruel.

So for the remaining two hours, she could hear the little fox's voice even in her dreams, and in her dreams, the little fox was jumping on her.

One day, I went to Zilin's place for a free meal, and surprisingly, Yu Molin and Lang were both there.

“Ziyan is very clingy. He’ll stick to anyone he likes. Back in the fox clan, he followed me around all the time, and he’d get upset if anyone else touched him. That’s why Father had to send me here this time. Now that you’ve lifted the curse on him, he seems to like you a lot, even more than when he was with me before,” Linlang said.

Yan Dan looked at the little fox clinging to her sleeve and couldn't help but ask, "When will he stop doing this?"

Linlang smiled and said, "Maybe after he grows up. At that time, he can transform into human form, and he should change then."

Yan Dan asked, "How long until he reaches adulthood?"

Linlang calculated for a long time: "It's probably still more than 150 years."

Yan Dan buried her head in cutting the meat on the roasted lamb leg.

Zi Lin was in high spirits and laughed three times. With a snap, he crushed the bronze wine cup in his hand.

The little fox continued to rub against Yan Dan, making soft moaning noises.

Yu Mo picked up a handkerchief and wiped his mouth, then stood up. "I have to go out tomorrow morning, so I'll go back and prepare. Please excuse me."

Zi Lin nodded knowingly: "Get some rest."

Yu Mo walked past Yan Dan's table and saw her kneeling for a couple of steps before moving forward, saying, "Mountain Lord..."

Yu Mo stopped and said, "Why are you giving me such a grand gesture? I dare not accept it."

“I also wanted to go out for a walk, so why don’t I travel with the mountain lord and take care of his food, clothing and lodging along the way.”

Zi Lin immediately added, "Have you forgotten about the Three-Tailed Snow Fox? If you leave, who will take care of him? It's a waste that he values ​​you so much."

Yu Mo smiled and said, "That's right, we shouldn't let them down."

The little fox jumped onto Yan Dan's shoulder and rubbed against her neck, making soft noises.

Yan Dan thought for a moment and said, "I have last words."

Yu Mo said, "Please speak."

"After I die, I entrust the little fox to you. Please take good care of him for me."

Yu Mo turned and left without looking back.

Zi Lin lifted the little tiger from her lap onto the table, letting it lick the wine-stained chopsticks. Pointing at Yan Dan, she said, "Do you know what a black heart is? Her heart is the blackest. Do you know what a wicked heart is? Her heart is the wickedest. Do you know what poison is? Even the most poisonous arsenic isn't as poisonous as her..."

Yan Dan couldn't help but argue, "Arsenic is not the most poisonous substance."

As the sky begins to lighten and spring deepens, it gets light earlier and earlier.

Yu Mo put the bundle into the cabin, then lifted his robe and sat on a wooden post on the shore, crossing his long legs and gazing into the distance. A short while later, a figure drew closer and closer, appearing before him in an instant. Yan Dan, clutching the bundle, looked behind her and sighed, "Finally shaken off! Let's hurry."

Yu Mo raised his hand to stop him: "I never agreed to that."

Yan Dan pouted and moved closer to him, saying, "Yu Mo, Yu Mo..."

Yu Mo chuckled softly, "How come you've even learned the three-tailed snow fox's way of acting cute?"

Yan Dan said fiercely, "If you don't help me this time, I will stick to you every day, every hour, every moment, bothering you so much that you can't sleep at night, have nightmares, and be like a dog skin plaster that you can't get rid of no matter what you do."

Yu Mo nodded and said decisively, "Go ahead and glue it."

Yan Dan was speechless. Suddenly, she saw a small black dot hopping towards them from a distance: "He's coming again. Even a hunting dog's nose isn't as sharp as his."

Yu Mo stood up, dusted off his sleeves, and said, "I'll teach you a couple of moves, watch carefully." With that, he drew a line in the air with his finger, instantly creating a transparent barrier. The little fox tried to pounce, but instead crashed into the barrier, rolled twice on the ground, and barked at Yu Mo, showing its claws.

Yu Mo closed his eyes briefly, then opened them again, his gaze turning crimson. The little fox confronting him bristled, stumbling back two steps. He turned and pulled Yan Dan close, kissing her lips. Looking at the little fox, he said, "Do you think you can touch my person? You still have 150 years before you can transform into a human. What makes you think you can compete with me?" The little fox drooped its ears, whimpering pitifully as it looked at Yan Dan. Yan Dan was completely detached from the boundary, unaware of anything.

Yu Mo pulled Yan Dan onto the boat: "Alright, I promise he won't dare to bother you anymore."

Yan Dan sat at the bow of the boat and finally let out a sigh of relief after a long while: "Yu Mo, your move of cutting off the fuel supply from under the boat was really brilliant."

Yu Mo tapped the shore with a bamboo pole, and the small boat moved away from the bank: "This is called cutting the weeds and eliminating the roots."

Yan Dan crawled into the cabin, found a blanket, and lay down on the soft cushion: "So sleepy, I haven't slept much these past few days. Wake me up when we get ashore..."

When Yan Dan woke up, it was already dark. She poked her head out of the cabin and asked, "Where are we going to do a good deed?"

Yu Mo smiled and asked, "How did you know I was going to do this?"

"I've known you for quite a while now, so I know a lot about you. I can tell what you're thinking just by looking at you."

"Is that so?"

"I can guess what you're thinking just by looking at a single hair on your head."

Yu Mo smiled slightly: "Let's go to Nandu. It's the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the most prosperous place, and there are many mortals we can take advantage of."

Yan Dan couldn't help but say, "Most mortals' spirits are filthy, yet you don't seem to care."

Yu Mo frowned slightly, and after a moment said, "Actually, there are also pure souls among mortals. I met one a long time ago, a woman who was hoping that her husband would pass the imperial examination and come to pick her up. But the scholar passed the examination with flying colors and became the top scholar, but he never came to see her again. She waited for many years, and she was still waiting."

"Is that scholar still alive? If he is, I'll cut him into pieces."

“I don’t know. Almost twenty years have passed. Mortals don’t usually live very long.” Yu Mo paused, then continued, “Back then, I had never seen such a pure soul, so I was bewitched and transformed into that scholar to find her. When she passed away, she thought it was really her beloved who had come, and she was quite content.”

Yan Dan thought for a moment: "Although what you did wasn't exactly a bad thing to her, it was morally unacceptable."

Yu Mo smiled lightly: "Later, I was indeed reduced to my original form. I lost all the cultivation I had gained from that woman, and even lost a lot of my original cultivation."

Yan Dan paused, unable to help but ask, "So you really were turned back to your original form? Who has that ability?" Yu Mo didn't answer. She immediately understood: "It was... that beautiful flower fairy girl who stole your extraordinary eyes? Oh dear, so you're so infatuated. Even after she treated you like that, you still can't forget her, and you don't even hold a grudge after being turned back to your original form."

Yu Mo said with a straight face, "Who said I like her? I clearly do—"

Yan Dan couldn't hear what he was saying at all, only caring about herself: "Since ancient times, there have been many who are infatuated with love, so don't ask where the vicissitudes of life are. Yu Mo, I really do look at you differently now. But judging from the current situation, that beautiful flower fairy girl definitely doesn't want you, which is why you've always been all alone. But as the old saying goes, the past is like yesterday's death, or like water flowing eastward, never to return. Don't be sad about the past anymore!"

Yu Mo could no longer contain himself: "Yan Dan!"

"What?"

Yu Mo pointed to the cabin: "You're still too tired, go back inside and take another nap."

Zhou Shiming was a local tyrant whose ancestors owned quite a few businesses. He had been terrorizing the village for nearly ten years and originally wanted to expand his influence in Nandu City and carry on his tyrannical career. Unfortunately, the current emperor was wise and virtuous, and the Great Zhou Dynasty was peaceful and prosperous. Nandu City had even reached the point where people opened their doors at night and no one picked up lost items on the road, which crushed his wish to establish his own sect.

Zhou Shanren was an adopted son of Zhou Shiming, who took his adoptive father's surname and was originally named Shanren. Zhou Shiming was very satisfied and did not give him any other name. Zhou Shanren worked as a errand boy, and if any young woman was attractive enough, he would rush forward, snatch her away, and run off with her. People in the surrounding villages avoided him like the plague.

In the warm spring of March, the spring water is as blue as jade. A few peach blossoms on the bank have just begun to bloom, their bright colors complementing the people under the trees and by the water. The beauty of the flowers and the charm of the people create a scene like a painting.

"Jiangnan is beautiful, the bamboo is straight and green. I'll make a flute for my brother to wear, and play a tune of peach blossoms. I'll ask if this flute is good..." The water gurgles as the fisherwomen of the Jiangnan water towns hum a little tune and cast their nets. Three or five fisherwomen gather together, laughing and chatting, always having endless whispers to share.

Zhou the Benevolent, chest puffed out and belly protruding, rushed over to grab the women. The fisherwomen cried out in alarm and scattered towards the river. The last one wasn't fast enough and was caught by Zhou the Benevolent like a hungry tiger. The fisherwoman's clothes were already half-soaked, and she shivered pitifully. He turned her face to look at her, and was about to carry her away when he suddenly heard a clear laugh coming from the bank. He looked up and his eyes widened in shock.

A slender, white hand grasped a tender peach blossom branch, shook it, but failed to pluck the blossom; the petals fell to the ground in a flurry. She wrinkled her nose, turned back, and smiled at the young man behind her, saying something. The young man raised his hand, pulled her hand down from the branch, and smiled back with a reply.

Zhou Shanren was standing some distance away and couldn't hear what they were saying. He only saw the young man walk towards the peach grove on the opposite bank, leaving the woman alone to rest on a rock under a tree. He released the fisherwoman, rushed over, picked up the girl, and ran wildly upstream along the embankment.

The girl punched him lightly on the back a few times, but it didn't hurt or itch. After a while, she withdrew her hand out of boredom, a sly smile playing on her lips.

Zhou Shanren ran faster and faster, and saw a painted boat coming downstream in the middle of the river. He shouted, "Stop the boat! Stop the boat and come ashore!" The boatmen on the painted boat heard his voice and rowed towards the shore in unison. Before the painted boat had completely reached the shore, Zhou Shanren jumped on, his face beaming: "I've got a good catch today! Who knows, my godfather might reward us underlings later!"

The girl muttered, "What a bunch of beasts in this house."

Zhou Shanren didn't hear him clearly, and patted her on the shoulder: "Don't be afraid, you'll be living a life of luxury with us from now on." He went into the cabin, threw the girl onto a brocade stool, and smiled obsequiously: "Godfather, what do you think of this girl's appearance?"

Zhou Shiming was lying on a soft cushion, with two pretty maids massaging his legs beside him. A sandalwood incense burner by the window was emitting wisps of white smoke, and a sweet fragrance filled the air. He was wearing a Shu brocade robe, and he was plump and well-maintained. In his left hand, he held a jade snuff bottle, and his fingers were also white and chubby.

With a wave of his hand, the maid who was massaging his legs immediately stepped aside, and Zhou Shanren also tactfully left the cabin.

What's your name?

The girl sat on the brocade stool, looked around, and smiled slightly: "My name is Yan Dan. Yan means color, and Dan means light as water."

Zhou Shiming looked at her: "Then do you know who I am?"

Yan sighed: "I didn't know before, but now I have no choice but to know." She looked at the other person carefully and said sincerely: "You don't seem like a bully at all, but rather like a wealthy old man enjoying a life of leisure."

Zhou Shiming laughed loudly: "You're a really interesting little girl! You know, you can't judge a book by its cover, understand?"

Yan Dan nodded; she understood those words best.

Zhou Shiming stood up and slowly walked towards her: "Now that you know who I am, you should also know that you'd better behave and listen to me, otherwise I have many ways to make you wish you were dead!"

Yan Dan spoke with a sincere expression: "Uncle, you have five unshaven hairs on your chin, three nose hairs in your left nostril, and one on the mole above your right eyebrow..." Zhou Shiming's face turned ashen, he was almost bursting with anger, and he reached out to tear her clothes, but suddenly his body felt light and he slammed into the wooden wall of the cabin with a bang, making a hole.

Yu Mo stepped forward, grabbed him by the collar, and threw him onto the deck. He then turned to Yan Dan and asked, "Are you going to wait until someone else takes advantage of you before you make your move?"

With a light flick of her sleeves, Yan Dan bent down and walked out through the gap created by Zhou Shiming's collision, then accused Zhou Shiming first: "It's because you were too slow that I almost got bullied by that fat guy."

On the deck outside the cabin, a dozen or so servants stood waiting with wooden sticks and short knives. Zhou Shiming rubbed his aching back and loudly cursed Zhou Shanren: "I told you to find some good-looking girls, and you brought back that stinky girl and a man!"

Yu Mo lightly lifted his robe and bent down to walk out of the gap, his demeanor elegant. The servants, seeing that his hands were empty, were eager to try and were about to step forward when Yu Mo flicked his sleeve, and all the weapons flew into the air and fell into the water with a splash.

His tone was calm and deliberate: "If you want to live, jump off the ship. I'll count to five, and those still on board will be dealt with swiftly. One, two..." He had barely counted to three when a group of people scrambled onto the ship's side and jumped off with a series of thuds. Although Zhou Shiming was fat, he was as agile as a young man, nimbly leaping onto the ship's side. Suddenly, his ankle tightened, and he was pulled backward by a force.

Yu Mo counted to five and said with great regret, "It's better to have only one left than nothing."

Yan Dan squatted down next to Zhou Shiming, holding a hemp rope in her hand. She had just picked it up from the boat deck, and the other end of the rope was wrapped around Zhou Shiming's calf.

Zhou Shiming pointed at Yan Dan, his voice trembling: "You...you're a monster, a monster!"

How could an ordinary woman have the strength to drag such a large, adult man back from the ship's side? There's no other explanation but a monster.

Yan Dan swung the hemp rope in her hand, smiling but saying nothing until the other person's scalp tingled, before slowly speaking: "Sigh, you can't judge a book by its cover. You were the one who told me that." She poked Zhou Shiming with the rope, revealing her bright eyes and white teeth in a smile: "Your flesh is so white and shiny, it looks delicious."

Zhou Shiming howled, and with a sudden surge of strength, he desperately crawled forward, covering his head. Suddenly, a pale blue, exquisitely embroidered Suzhou-style robe appeared before him. He looked up, cried out again, and crawled to the left. Yu Mo stepped on his Shu brocade robe and slowly lowered herself: "She's lying to you. She's always thought mortals are dirty, how could she want to eat your flesh?"

Zhou Shiming looked up at him shakily.

Yu Mo smiled kindly: "If she doesn't eat, I will."

Zhou Shiming rolled his eyes and lay flat on the ground.

With a flick of his sleeve, Yu Mo drew a short sword and held it up to the other man's thick double chin: "Where should we start cutting?"

Yan Dan squatted down beside him and gently shook her finger: "Let's just extract the essence. What if it's cut badly and we die of pain?"

Yu Mo said, "First cut it open, then extract the essence."

Zhou Shiming immediately knelt down: "Two great immortals, please give me a quick death, I beg you, I beg you."

Yan Dan ignored him: "Let's cut the thigh first, the flesh there is more resilient."

Yu Mo raised the short sword in his hand a few inches: "Ears are still better."

Zhou Shiming pounded on the deck and cried, "Please, please..."

Yu Mo sighed: "A man sheds blood, not tears. A person should have backbone. Why are you crying?"

“I know I’ve committed countless evils and am utterly wicked. I shouldn’t have bullied men and women, and I shouldn’t have bullied the weak and feared the strong. Please forgive me. I promise I’ll never do it again. I swear to God, I swear a solemn oath! I will never do anything bad again, or else…”

Yu Mo suddenly looked to the side, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes. He grabbed Yan Dan and rolled to the side. A sharp, metallic sound rang out, and a large hole was torn in the deck, allowing river water to rush into the pleasure boat.

A young man in a traditional Chinese ink-wash robe stood on the ship's railing, his sleeves fluttering. He had fine eyebrows and handsome eyes, and with a flick of his long sword, he pointed it at them.