The general's surname was Hong, and even though he had seen many storms, he was not calm at this moment.

As each box was opened, when the nine-tailed phoenix hairpin was finally found, General Hong shed tears.

The Lingnan prefect who died unjustly back then was his uncle-in-law.

Each box was opened and inspected, the items were registered one by one, the boxes were resealed and sealed, and then transported out of the cave one by one.

By the time all these items had been inventoried and compiled into a booklet, it was already the morning of the next day.

Besides the tribute items that were lost back then, there are also some items that were not on the tribute list.

As is customary, 20% can be kept as a service fee.

Since the tribute could not be taken, the excess could naturally be kept. Magistrate Qiu was sensible and only took less than one-tenth of the excess.

But this was enough for him to renovate his government office and even build a few more roads.

Magistrate Qiu was not greedy. As for General Hong, these silver coins would naturally be of great use, enough to feed an army of 100,000 for several days.

Finally, it seems that wandering around didn't miss out on any benefits.

Magistrate Qiu and General Hong were both quite embarrassed. Yunyou said,

“I am a man of the world, and these worldly things are useless to me, but they are of great use to you. My mission is complete, so I will take my leave now.”

After saying this, Yunyou used his lightness skill and leaped several feet away.

General Hong then realized that when he had competed with Yunyou in speed, Yunyou had simply been accommodating him.

As for why the government took so long to come and collect the treasure, it was simply because the Zhao family had forgotten about it.

On the day of Zhao Qingyi's wedding, Lord Qiu attended the ceremony.

But with so many people and so many things to do, who could possibly remember those irrelevant matters, especially since only three people knew about them?

Zhao Han naturally didn't say anything, and Yunyou was surrounded by a group of believers.

Later, after sending the Zhao family's male members to study, Huang was busy building a factory when she returned from the county. Zhao Qingyan led her sisters in developing more soap recipes.

One day, while eating, Zhao Qingyan saw the jade bracelet her aunt was wearing, which reminded her of Zhao Han's jade coffin, and then of the batch of tribute items.

That's why Yunyou went to Qingyang County again. It was such an important matter that Magistrate Qiu naturally didn't dare to take it on his own, since there weren't many yamen runners in the entire Qingyang County.

He was terrified that if he and his men managed to retrieve the items, they might be stolen by bandits, and he would be held responsible to the death. So he quickly reported the matter to Prefect Duan.

Lord Duan recruited the battalion commander of the city defense battalion, and then reported the situation up the chain of command, which is what we see today.

With 800 elite soldiers and General Hong himself being brave and skilled in battle, protecting these treasures was naturally not a big deal.

After completing his task, Yunyou quickly ran towards Zhao Family Village.

These past two days have been awful.

They eat poorly, walk slowly, and do everything according to the standards of monks.

Having been a monk since childhood, he was used to a rigid and conventional life. But when he discovered that there was another way of life, his wanderings changed.

They know that food contains more than just vegetables, there is also meat, and it contains more than just salty and sweet, there is also spicy.

On the third day after entering the mountains, Yunyou returned to Qingshan Xiaozhu.

Zhao Han, who was holding two flags, was quite surprised to see Yun You return from outside looking travel-worn.

After washing up, Yunyou ate a bowl of hot soup noodles and felt like he had come back to life.

Just as he was marveling at the delicious food, Zhao Han's words nearly scared Yunyou to death.

"You should return to secular life."

"Huh? What did you say?"

Yunyou stuttered. Although he believed he had some divination abilities, he also knew that he could never truly cultivate himself into a Buddha.

Yunyou paid special attention to what the old demon with memories of several lifetimes said.

Zhao Han nodded, "Your worldly ties are not yet severed; why not return to secular life?"

Yunyou waved his hand and went upstairs to his room to meditate.

After entering a meditative state, Yunyou felt as if he had entered a void world.

Here he saw his life from birth to being abandoned at the temple gate, to being taken into the temple by his master, and then beginning to learn Buddhism.

"Master, I saw a child eating meat down the mountain. Master, what does the meat taste like?"

"Master, Gouwa's older brother from down the mountain got married."

Master, what is a wife? Is a wife delicious? Why do I need to get married? When can I get married?

"master……"

After countless years, one day my master passed away.

Yunyou appeared calm on the surface, but although he knew that his master had already entered the Pure Land, he still felt lonely and empty inside.

When no one was around, he cried.

At this moment, Yunyou felt the scene before him receding, and finally, he regained consciousness.

She raised her hand and touched her face; the tear stains on it were still wet.

"Yes, it's time for me to return to secular life. I haven't yet experienced the full spectrum of human emotions, how can I devote myself to spiritual cultivation?"

The next morning, when Yunyou appeared at the Zhao family's dining table, his entire demeanor had changed.

The clothes were no longer a kasaya, but a long robe without the kasaya.

To make things easier, Yunyou actually cut his long robe shorter and used the extra piece to make a belt to tie around his waist.

I must say, all white looks quite good.

Zhao Qingyan was delighted to see the refreshing Cloud Play.

"Master, do you also feel the heat? That's wonderful. Seeing you in your robes every day makes me feel embarrassed to eat meat heartily."

I must say, this outfit actually looks pretty good.

I still have plenty of fabric left. Whatever color you like, I'll make it for you.

Zhao Qingyan was wandering around Yunyou when Zhao Han saw her and coughed, implying that it was enough and that she hadn't made clothes for her own father yet.

Zhao Qingyan turned and glared at Zhao Han, then called Yunyou to sit down and eat.

A bowl of vegetable porridge had just been placed in front of Yunyou when he said...

"Gentlemen, I have decided to return to secular life. From now on, there will be no more wandering masters, only wanderings."

I have no relatives here. If the Zhao family doesn't mind, I will stay here permanently.

"I wonder if your clan school still needs a teacher? Would it be alright if I went to give the children their first lessons?"

As Yunyou spoke, he looked at Zhao Qingyan.

He knew that in this family, Huang Shi made the decisions on small matters, while Zhao Qingyan made the decisions on big matters.

Zhao Qingyan felt this was a huge windfall. With such a learned old witch sitting in charge of the Zhao Family Village School, how could she worry that the village children wouldn't amount to anything?

Her eyes blinked, and selfish thoughts resurfaced.

“Master, no, Uncle Yun, my grandfather and his family are studying in the county. Could you please go and give them some guidance?”

Yunyou glanced at Zhao Qingyan, then at Huang Shi, and then at Zhao Han.

"I am 103 years old this year, it seems inappropriate for you to call me Uncle Yun."

Zhao Qingyan fainted, and Zhao Han chuckled, "You just answer whatever the girl calls you, and you want to be a grandfather?"