Niannian: "I don't think so..."

Meng Wanwan suddenly remembered: "Oh, right, when we entered the painting, you were afraid of being discovered, so you hid."

Niannian: "Hmm, does Master think this lotus pond looks a lot like the one you see in the painting?"

Meng Wanwan walked around the lotus pond. The lotus pond was really big; you couldn't see the other end from one end.

Meng Wanwan walked around for a while before she heard the soft sound of flowing water and saw the waterside pavilion with its white curtains fluttering.

Meng Wanwan's mind went blank for a moment.

"It really is the same... This place was really built according to Fengling Town."

Meng Wanwan's mind suddenly became a jumbled mess.

If this place was built according to the Fengling Town model, then is it also related to Zhuting?

She turned and ran, following the direction she remembered, going upstream along the river that extended from the lotus pond. Sure enough, there was a very long passageway in that direction.

Meng Wanwan ran over and immediately spotted the buildings standing by the river.

In the dim light, along the underground river, rows of small houses stood quietly.

On the streets and next to houses, many household items are casually placed.

The dust has buried most of the traces of human habitation, but Meng Wanwan seems to see what it was like when people lived here hundreds of years ago.

Meng Wanwan stopped and quietly said, "This is not an underground tomb, this is clearly a paradise."

She stepped onto the riverbank steps and walked towards the house she remembered.

That room was where she used to live with that gentle girl.

Niannian jumped onto Meng Wanwan's shoulder and stared at the tightly closed door.

Meng Wanwan gently pushed the door open.

Directly opposite the door was a long table, with a kettle still on it.

The kitchen is on the left, and the rooms of the former pavilions are on the right.

Meng Wanwan went inside, paused at the door of Zhu Ting's room for a moment, and then pushed the door open.

However, the next moment, she was somewhat disappointed.

The furnishings inside are different from those in the other pavilions.

“Master, look at this.” Niannian suddenly jumped off her shoulder and onto the bamboo wardrobe, on which sat a small beaded flower.

The simple white beaded flowers have become much dimmer due to the erosion of time.

However, Meng Wanwan still sensed a faint spiritual energy above.

Meng Wanwan suddenly realized something.

yes!

Even if Zhu Ting lives here, her lifestyle will definitely change if she really starts cultivating.

Why make them all look exactly the same?

Meng Wanwan put the beaded flower into her storage bag, turned around, and left the house.

As soon as she stepped outside, she met several pairs of eyes.

"Who are you?" A domineering voice accompanied a slash of sword energy.

Meng Wanwan's eyes darkened slightly, and she raised the fan in her hand to block the sword energy.

The man was about to strike a second time, but to his surprise, Meng Wanwan didn't even stop. Holding her red fan, she leaped out and slapped the man across the face.

The speed was so fast that the others didn't even have time to react.

This was the first time Han Cui had ever been slapped in the face, let alone by a child.

She covered her face and froze for a moment, then became angry and lunged forward, but Han Rui blocked her.

Unexpectedly, Han Cui slapped Han Rui across the face: "You dog, didn't you see her hit me? Who do you think you are? Not only do you not avenge me, but you also dare to stop me."

Only then did Meng Wanwan notice the two people staring at each other giving her meaningful glances, and she realized who she had just hit.

Wow, you acted too fast.

Judging from this, the arrogant and domineering one must be the eldest daughter of the Han family.

Suddenly, Meng Wanwan had a flash of inspiration. She withdrew her hand, looked at them coldly, and said, "Who are you? What are you doing in my house?"

Han Cui was still fuming when she heard this and was stunned.

Even the white-clad girl who had been standing silently to the side was stunned.

"Your home?" Han Cui swung her sword at him. "You've been lying through your teeth! This is a graveyard! Die, you little bitch!"

Meng Wanwan quickly dodged backward, lightly stepping on the ground with her small foot, and a wall of white light appeared in front of her.

Han Cui's sword was right in front of Meng Wanwan, but no matter what she did, she couldn't take it any further.

Meng Wanwan gave a cold laugh. "The Han family!"

"You broke into my house without permission, and then you attacked me first." Meng Wanwan lightly tapped the white wall with her right fan, and seven faint stars lit up on the wall, forming the Big Dipper constellation.

Meng Wanwan chuckled and gently pushed with her fingertip, sending the white light wall crashing directly towards Han Cui.

Han Cui is not weak, but she is very unlucky and cannot learn magic and martial arts.

Therefore, her skills are not solid.

She was simply no match for Meng Wanwan, who was two levels stronger than her.

Han Cui was sent flying by the white wall and crashed into the river.

Everyone's expression changed; no one had expected that such a young girl would be so powerful.

They couldn't even discern the exact level of her strength.

Whether I believe it or not, I don't know, but I'm definitely more wary now.

Some of Han's followers had already gone to pull Han Cui, who was struggling in the water, while others roared and tried to rush over, but were stopped by Han Rui.

"stop!"

Han Rui stepped forward and stood in front of Meng Wanwan.

Meng Wanwan was certain that they didn't recognize her. After all, she was only three or four years old back then, and now she was almost ten years old, so there were bound to be changes.

What's more, none of the people who came this time had ever seen her before.

Therefore, she fabricated the story quite frankly.

It's unclear what Han Rui's intentions are; even the people from Tan Meng Palace have expressed their doubts about his actions.

Seeing Han Rui standing in front of Meng Wanwan, the Han family attendants reluctantly retreated.

After all, this could be the future head of the Han family.

After the Han family attendants withdrew, Han Rui apologized, saying, "It was my sister who overreacted and struck first. Please forgive her, young lady."

Meng Wanwan gave him a cold look, neither forgiving nor speaking of forgiveness, appearing extremely aloof.

Han Rui seemed unconcerned, wearing an apologetic smile and keeping quiet.

Meng Wanwan glanced at Congying, whose eyes were sparkling. Congying nodded slightly and then immediately said, "We have offended you, young lady. Are you truly a resident of this place?"

Meng Wanwan slightly raised her chin, looking arrogant, and said, "Yes, who are you? What are you doing trespassing into my Fengling Town?"

Han Rui had some suspicions in his mind, but when he heard Meng Wanwan say that this was Fengling Town, he immediately became excited.

"Is this Fengling Town?"

Meng Wanwan glanced at Han Cui, who had been pulled up by the Han family servants, and nodded coldly, saying, "Yes, what are you doing here? I'm the only one here. No outsiders have come in all these years. If you have something to say, say it. If not, get out of here."

After she finished speaking, everyone saw a flash of white light pass between her eyebrows.

Han Rui glanced at Congying, who touched her nose, wondering why she was looking at her; she and this man were in cahoots.

However, Han Rui failed to notice Congying's guilty conscience and still asked with some doubt, "May I ask your honorable name, young lady?"

Meng Wanwan said indifferently, "You can call me Ating."

Sure enough, right after Meng Wanwan finished speaking, she saw a fleeting glint in Han Rui's eyes.

Oh……

So it really is related to Zhuting?

At this moment, the girl in white came out and bowed to Meng Wanwan: "Yunling, the fifteenth generation saintess of Tanmeng Palace, greets Miss Ting."