Chapter 72 Qingyang City (Postscript) City Lord Qingqing...

The city lord's gentle whisper reached Mo Beixing's ears:

"Do you know why I want to build a city?"

Without waiting for Mo Beixing to answer, she continued to talk to herself:

“When I was a little girl, I would make a city out of mud.”

“When I was a young girl, I dreamed of a city.”

"After I had my kids, I stopped dreaming."

"When I was thirty, I went to a city and saw a woman who was the proprietress of an inn. That's when I started dreaming again."

"I want to save some money, slowly, one penny at a time. One day, I will have enough money. Maybe I will be old by then, maybe I can't walk anymore, but I can give the money to my daughter and she can open a small shop in town."

“To me, it’s my own city.”

“I built my city with copper coins, rice, pig grass, and yams…My city has experienced many storms, and my city has collapsed many times. Even when I was about to die, I still hadn’t completed my city.”

What she said was so ethereal and poetic that Mo Beixing's thoughts could not help but drift away along with her voice.

"And the finale?"

"That day, a beam of light fell from the sky and landed in front of me. When I saw it, I knew it was not an ordinary thing. It was something that could make me immortal. Ah, immortal. I had never thought about becoming an immortal. I was very panicked and took the thing back home."

"Becoming an immortal is a good thing. Everyone wants to become an immortal. I, an old man, want to become an immortal, my son wants to become an immortal, my daughter-in-law wants to become an immortal, my grandson and granddaughter... they all want to become immortals."

"I knew then that becoming an immortal is good. It is a great thing. Once you become an immortal, all the troubles of the mortal world will have nothing to do with you. Once you become an immortal, I will no longer be that old lady. Once you become an immortal, I will not die, and I will not grow old."

"Children are not important before they become immortals. Otherwise, why would I, my son, and my son's son abandon their children to become immortals..."

"They started fighting. Everyone wanted to become an immortal. The thing was not safe in anyone's hands, but it would be useful only after several days. So, they handed it to me. They didn't think I would want to become an immortal. Only I was safe."

"But becoming an immortal is good. I want to become an immortal too."

"So, I agreed to its request and became an immortal."

"You ask me if I regret it? No, I don't regret it."

"I just want to become an immortal. Everyone wants to become an immortal. I can become one too."

"It's just that... it's just that immortal time is different from human time. By the time I came to my senses, a hundred years had passed."

"The money I promised to give to my daughter never reached her. She died, her daughter died, and her daughter's daughter died too."

"Ah, I have no descendants."

"So, I started building a city, my own city."

"I have a clear conscience."

In the dream, she looked old and tired, wearing worn and rough clothes.

But now she is this magnificent, gorgeous and happy city.

She is her city.

The conversation between Mo Beixing and the city lord did not last long.

But when the city lord sent him out of the illusion, he saw the city lord.

Her appearance was changing rapidly, from a plump old woman in her sixties to one that was gradually becoming more haggard, as if she had gone back in time.

It really does seem like a step back in time.

She gradually became younger, turned into a middle-aged woman, then a young woman, and finally into a youthful-looking girl of fifteen or sixteen.

She was a young, tall, strong girl.

She has bright eyes, wheat-colored skin, and strong muscles on her bare arms.

Even when she was youngest and most beautiful, and even with the changes from the magic, the city lord's appearance could not be described as particularly pretty, but there was a kind of simple and clear loveliness.

She blinked her eyes and smiled boldly and confidently, revealing her white teeth: "My name is Li Liumei, but Master said that he wanted to change my name to the eldest sister of Heyuan Sect."

Mo Beixing suddenly understood that this was another life she had chosen for herself.

This was the life she looked forward to.

After becoming an immortal, an immortal can change his age at will.

But Li Liumei did not choose a younger body and always looked like an old woman.

That was when she became an immortal, and it was also her lifelong obsession.

She wanted to go back to the time when she had not suffered, she wanted to live her life over again.

It was as if the six-year-old Qingluan was picked up by her.

.......

The illusion soon disappeared completely, and Mo Beixing returned to Qingyang City again.

He looked at the sky and breathed a sigh of relief.

This is like the epilogue of a story. After the epilogue is finished, the story is completely over.

Although....it might not be a happy ending.

But Mo Beixing didn't dwell on this matter too much.

The matter concerning the city lord was completely over for him.

Now is Mo Beixing's private time!

He should go eat the roast pork leg that he missed yesterday!

That's it!

As I thought about this, there seemed to be a hint of roasted pork leg aroma in the air.

Um.......

No! It doesn't seem to be an illusion, is it real?

Turning a corner, Mo Beixing saw Fu Xuzhi standing in front of him holding a pork leg.

"Have you finished your work? Come and eat some pork leg, you like it." Fu Xuzhi smiled and handed the pork leg in his hand to Mo Beixing's mouth.

"Ouch." Mo Beixing didn't hesitate to open his mouth and took a big bite of the pig's leg. Then he shook his head and tore the meat off it.

The boy's cheeks were bulging as he gnawed on the pork leg with a smacking sound. His cute look stabbed Fu Xuzhi's heart so hard that he almost had a nosebleed.

"Don't laugh, you look disgusting when you laugh." Mo Beixing grumbled while chewing on a pig leg, "Control yourself, you bastard."

"Okay." Fu Xuzhi deliberately put on a stern face, but still looked at Mo Beixing with a smile in his eyes.

After all, no one can resist such a cute puppy!

Mo Beixing did not argue with Fu Xuzhi about why he did not leave, but just gnawed on the pork leg in silence.

"Where are you going next?"

"I haven't decided yet, woof."

"Well, take your time to think about it. There's no rush."

"I won't be in a hurry!"

As he was talking, Mo Beixing had finished eating the big roasted pork leg.

He wiped his mouth and looked at the roasted pork leg stall on the side with some reluctance.

How did I end up here while walking?

Could this be the fate between me and roasted pork leg?

Fu Xuzhi looked at Mo Beixing, whose eyes became sparkling, and smiled as he bought a pork leg and handed it to Mo Beixing: "Eat it, eat it, eat it if you want."

"Hmph, I can't finish it, I don't want it!" Mo Beixing shook his head arrogantly.

"That's great. I can't finish it either." Fu Xuzhi moved closer to the puppy: "Can you please help me eat some of it, Beixing?"

"Hmm..." Mo Beixing pretended to think, then proudly stretched out his hand and took the roasted pork leg: "I'll help you reluctantly."

"Hahahaha, thank you, puppy."

"Hmph, what would you do without me?"

The two people's voices gradually faded away until Qingyang City was left behind.