After dying young in her prime, the master of the Xuanmen sect, Yan Jiu, transmigrated to a parallel world and became an unfortunate soul whose luck had been stolen. She inexplicably bound herself ...
On the Double Ninth Festival.
Three more people have been added to the Huanyunshan Cemetery.
Yan Jiu had just placed the bouquets in front of the tombstones of the Miao family of three.
Then I heard a notification from the system panel.
System panel: [Ding!]
Host task progress update detected.
Miao couple: Not following, Reward: None.
Supplier X: Followed, Reward: Points: 0, Lifespan: 100.
Current host's remaining points: 182!
Current remaining lifespan of the host: 12 months, 1 day, 19 hours, 23 minutes, and 57 seconds!
△Note: There is one more mission to unlock the "Special Reward". Please keep up the good work!
System: [The crane operator who unfortunately crashed last night, should the host try to salvage the situation?]
Yan Jiu now has one year left to live.
To complete the task.
She wasn't proactive at all.
More often than not.
She didn't want to deal with the bereaved families while they were grieving.
Yan Jiu casually replied, "Let it be."
A voice retorted, "We can't just let things take their course! These birds are making so much noise that I can't study. I have to find a cage and put them in there! Let's see how they keep chattering then!"
Yan Jiu turned to the side.
He looked at the indignant old man.
The old man was wearing a white Tai Chi uniform, holding a Chinese textbook in his left hand and a pen in his right.
He looked so angry that he was practically blowing his beard and glaring at everyone.
This is clearly not the same thing as what Yan Jiu said about letting things take their course.
The old man pointed at the birds that had inexplicably appeared on the treetops, looking disgusted on the surface, but secretly delighted.
Huanyun Mountain has been untouched by any living creature for a long time.
As the cemetery gradually took shape.
With Yan Jiu's repeated visits.
Wild animals are gradually returning.
The proud old man was secretly delighted, but he pretended to be indifferent and angry.
Yan Jiu: "..." What kind of tsundere did she recruit?
Jiang Azi, who was standing nearby, saw right through him and pointed it out: "I'm not saying this to be mean, but your mouth is practically stretched to the back of your ears."
The old man glared angrily at Jiang Azi.
Then he smiled and looked at Yan Jiu.
He knew who truly held the power in the funeral home.
Yan Jiu raised an eyebrow and said, "Cages are not their home. I believe you will find a good way to live with them."
She understood the old man's pride.
But she was the head of the museum.
There is an obligation to take care of employees' emotions.
So she changed to a way of speaking that everyone could accept, both in their hearts and on the surface.
The old man nodded thoughtfully.
He was just saying it.
As a mountain god, he certainly knew what kind of lifestyle was better for the animals.
However, the joy of the creatures returning to Huanyun Mountain filled him with an overwhelming sense of joy, which he desperately wanted to share with Yan Jiu and the others.
Half an hour later.
Today is the Double Ninth Festival.
Yan Jiu needs to return to the Chu family.
so.
Yan Jiu declined the old man's kind invitation.
They did not stay to participate in the picnic.
Jiang Azi stopped in her tracks: "I can't show my face in front of people, so I won't go home with Ajiu."
Yan Jiu frowned: "I'll burn a mask for you."
Jiang Azi smiled and shook her head, unusually not urging Yan Jiu to cook something for her: "Let's talk about this later. Today is your first time back to the Chu family, so go ahead."
Yan Jiu didn't understand Jiang Azi's reason for insisting on not going.
She could not persuade him otherwise.
Chu Chu waited at the foot of the mountain for a long time.
He nodded and left.
Jiang Azi gazed at Yan Jiu's figure.
A smile of happiness for others spread across his face.
The old man sat in his rocking chair: "I didn't expect you, little ghost, to be so worldly-wise. You're usually so clingy to her, but when it really matters, you know you can't join in the fun when family members meet."
Jiang Azi certainly knew.
She once had parents and children.
Jiang Azi's eyes darted around, recalling the old man's achievements in computer games: "I know all the games in 4299, which is much better than that mountain god who has lost 10 out of 10 games and can only play Candy Crush. Don't you think so, old man?"
The old man: "..." You're practically calling me by name!
At this moment, Yan Jiu was unaware of the fierce argument on the mountain; she had already boarded the hearse.
Before she could close her eyes to rest,
Chu Chu, holding a can of cola, brought her two fluffy heads closer and asked, "Sis, if you leave Sister Azi and Grandpa Shang together, are you sure they won't start arguing and fighting?"
Yan Jiu hesitated: "It shouldn't be... right?"
She fell silent after saying that.
Actually, she wasn't sure either.
But she could see that both Jiang Azi and the mountain god harbored an unspeakable loneliness.
They are used to using a gentle facade to build a high wall around themselves that no one can get close to.
It's as if this way you won't be harmed by loneliness.
Yan Jiu knew that two lonely people were most likely to get along, and perhaps Jiang Azi and the Mountain God would become close friends despite their age difference.
She wanted this museum to last.
It took a lot of effort.
Little did they know that the old man and the young man had escalated their argument over choosing game characters to the point of sharpening knives...
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The Chu family's old residence.
A luxurious European-style chandelier adorns the center of the living room.
The room was filled with opulent splendor.
It has an understated yet indescribable luxury.
At this time, the living room was filled with many people, some sitting and some standing.
There are plenty of people waiting to watch the show.
The elegantly dressed Aunt Chu sat on a sofa and said sarcastically, "What time is it? She still hasn't come. She's making our whole family wait for her. How shameless of her!"
She carefully filed her nails with a nail file.
The face that bore a resemblance to Chu's father was now filled with feigned surprise, as if Yan Jiu's continued absence meant she didn't take the Chu family seriously.
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