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Xianle has disappeared, and Xie Lian and his companions have long since disappeared into hiding. Mo Qiuyan has finally lost touch with the plot.

Damn it, I should have stayed on the battlefield a little longer.

At least I can follow the Taoist priest selling lanterns and meet His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!

Mo Qiuyan felt very uncomfortable.

Finally, it's time for her to look for the protagonist all over the world again.

However, Mo Qiuyan quickly thought of a solution.

It seems that she had placed a tracking talisman on Xiao Huacheng before?

It's been so long, and I don't know if the tracking talisman is useful for souls.

Mo Qiuyan tried to mobilize her spiritual power. Fortunately, it seemed that God saw that she was unlucky and gave her a chance.

Hey hey~ there is also positioning!

Fortunately, the tracking talisman will not have any bugs. After all, it is something that already exists in the world of magic and was not created by Mo Qiuyan.

Do you think she's going to go find Xie Lian now?

Leak! What are you going to do now? Going to feed His Highness with nothing in your hands?

You have to bring some gifts when visiting relatives during the New Year, okay? She and Xie Lian are not particularly familiar with each other, so it is not a good idea to go up to them rashly.

She decided to save some more money.

I saved a lot before, but I always felt it was not enough.

Although they had saved some money by living frugally in the past few years, it was probably not enough for Xie Lian and his family to show off for a month.

After thinking for a while, she decided to go back to her former skill before she traveled through time and space: carving!

In her previous life, she was an art student, mainly studying sculpture, an unpopular skill, and occasionally drawing some hand-drawn pictures.

Although she is not from Tonglushan Art College, at least the finished products she carves are quite exquisite.

So, for the next ten days, she used sword-like Mo Li to chop trees for wood, used Xiao Wu to carve the general shape of the wood block, and used hairpin-like Mo Li's hairpin tip to carve the details.

Mo Li was very dissatisfied with this. It was a spiritual weapon! How could it be used to carve wood?

Xiao Wu has gotten used to it, after all, Mo Qiuyan often uses it to peel fruit.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like an air humidifier and folding knife that can fan air and create special effects.

Okay, let’s get back to the topic.

In short, Mo Qiuyan spent more than ten days carving out many small wooden sculptures.

Due to the lack of modern tools and the rush, the details on a few small wooden carvings are a bit sloppy. But it's not a big deal, as long as they can be sold.

One penny is worth 20 cents today, so Mo Qiuyan considered the current prices and decided to sell each one for sixty or seventy pennies, which should have been quite expensive considering the prices at that time.

But there are always some big buyers.

I have made a lot of money with great efforts, and combined with the money from previous years, I think it can help Your Highness.

Mo Qiuyan didn't rush, and basically took his time heading towards Little Flower City. He wasn't in a rush anyway, as the crucial plot would probably take another month or so.

Wouldn’t it be nice to appreciate the scenery of the world along the way?

You have to live for yourself for a day or two, right?

Anyway, by the time Mo Qiuyan found the little flower will-o'-the-wisp hiding in the dark and spying on Xie Lian, a month or so had already passed.

Meanwhile, Xiao Huacheng's ghost fire form was hiding next to a house that was suspected to be that of Xie Lian's family.

A certain little Firework (Hua Cheng:???) was confused when he was picked up while peeking at Xie Lian.

I...seem to be a will-o'-the-wisp, right?

Why was he picked up?

But this confusion did not last long. He turned his head cautiously and met Mo Qiuyan's smiling face.

“…”

Mo Qiuyan raised his eyebrows and rubbed the non-existent hair of Xiao Hua Huo in front of him (Xiao Hua Cheng: Why does this description make me look like I’m bald??).

"Hey, isn't this Xiao Honghong? I haven't seen her for a few months, why is she so poopy?"

Xiao Huacheng: “…”

After a while, he squeezed out a few words, "Isn't it obvious?"

He was silent for a while, then asked, "How did you find this place?"

Mo Qiuyan shook the talisman in his hand: "Tracking Talisman, you deserve it~"

Xiao Huacheng was speechless for a moment, then asked, "So, what are you doing here?"

"Nonsense," Mo Qiuyan handed Xiao Huacheng a large bag, though not very heavy, "I'm here to help His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and I'll be looking for you while I'm at it."

Having said that, her first reaction was to come to Xiaohuacheng.

After all, we have lived together for seven or eight years.

Xiao Huacheng rolled his eyes. Although it was funny to see a ghost fire rolling its eyes, he still said, "Then you have to protect His Highness. I... am too weak right now. You protect him for me."

After a moment, he said awkwardly, "Thank you for finding me."

Yooooooooo~ Mo Qiuyan's heart is overflowing with maternal love, why is the child still acting awkward? Hahahahaha......

She coughed lightly and said, "Alright, alright, while we were talking just now, did His Highness run out? Did you hear what was said in the room just now?"

Xiao Huacheng pondered for a moment and said, "Your Highness has been chatting with Feng Xin for a while. It seems that he can no longer perform. Feng Xin is still singing while boiling medicine. It's so unpleasant."

“…” What a detailed description.

Wait, wait, this scene looks familiar?

It seemed like it was just a few hours before Xie Lian was about to go robbing!

Her luck finally improved!

Without saying a word, Mo Qiuyan stuffed Xiao Huacheng into the Soul-Locking Bag that he had hidden in his Qiankun Bag for who knows how long, then turned around and rushed in the direction Xie Lian had left.

Suddenly, Xiao Huacheng's vision went dark: "?"

......

Xie Lian hid in the tree, his heart pounding.

He had been squatting on this tree for several hours. Every time someone came, he would unconsciously let them go with various reasons. Now, he finally waited for the last passerby.

He was a middle-aged man, dressed in fancy clothes. He was either rich or noble. He had a ferocious and greasy look, which made people feel disgusted. He didn't look like a good person at first glance.

However, as the saying goes, don't judge a book by its cover. Xie Lian couldn't help but wonder, "What if this guy just looks menacing but is actually a good person? Even if he's rich, does that mean he deserves to be robbed?"

Just as he was struggling to overcome the obstacle in his heart, a sudden rumbling sound in his stomach woke him up. Xie Lian sighed inwardly and said, "Forget it, I can't care less. It's just you!"

Having made up his mind, he jumped down from the tree.

The middle-aged man was startled and looked at him in surprise and suspicion.

Just as Xie Lian was about to speak, he heard a voice speak before him.

"Don't move! Robbery!!"

Middle-aged man: “!!!!”

Xie Lian: “?”

A figure rushed out from the side of the road, masked and holding a silver sword in his hand: "Robbery! If you have money, take it. If you don't have money, take it too!"

That’s right, the person who came was Mo Qiuyan.

As she shouted this, she deliberately tilted her sword a little more towards Xie Lian, perfectly placing him in the category of victims.

Hey! Didn’t those Ox-Horse Priests think that what Xie Lian did was abominable?

Then she is even worse than Xie Lian!!!

Follow the path of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and leave Him with no way to go!

True robber Xie Lian: “.”

This person looks so familiar.

The middle-aged man shouted out: "Help! There are robbers!"

After saying that, she immediately ran away. Mo Qiuyan grabbed Xie Lian and ran away. By the time Xie Lian reacted, the masked woman had already taken him away.

He suddenly shook her hand off, clenched his fists in his sleeves, and shouted sternly: "Who is it?!"

Mo Qiuyan lifted the cloth he had casually picked up to cover his face and pointed at his own face: "Hahaha, Your Highness the Crown Prince, do you still recognize me?"

Xie Lian took a closer look and asked in surprise, “Miss Mo?”

Mo Qiuyan blinked: "Just call me Mo Qiuyan or Qiuyan."

Xie Lian hesitated for a moment and then said, "Why...are you here? And..." And you did exactly the same thing as me.

Mo Qiuyan scratched his head awkwardly: "I did something stupid when my brain went crazy, hahahahahahaha... Your Highness, please don't mention it again."

As they were talking, a blurry white figure rushed past from not far away.

Xie Lian was startled and turned around abruptly: "Who?"

The white shadow disappeared in an instant. Xie Lian turned his head and asked Mo Qiuyan uncertainly, "Did you... see that? That white shadow just now?"

Mo Qiuyan had, of course, noticed her father's pretense of ghostliness—though there was no need for pretense, since they were both ghosts and gods. But she decided to relieve Xie Lian's pressure: "What? No, it just looked like a big white rat ran by."

Xie Lian: “???”

Bai Wuxiang, who was hiding in the dark and secretly scaring people: "..."

Xie Lian was silent for a moment before saying, “Really… just a… white mouse?”

Mo Qiuyan vowed: "Your Highness, believe me!"

Although Xie Lian knew that such a large creature was definitely not a rat, he couldn’t help but believe the nonsense the girl said as she spoke so seriously.

When the two of them reached the residence of Xie Lian and his companions, Xie Lian suddenly remembered something and turned to ask Mo Qiuyan, "Aunt Mo...Qiuyan, where is your brother?"

Mo Qiuyan lowered his eyes and remained silent for a long time. Xie Lian had a bad feeling in his heart.

After a moment, Mo Qiuyan raised his head: "He has always been by my side."

(There’s nothing wrong with this actually.)

Xie Lian pursed his lips. Mo Qiuyan quickly added, "Your Highness, don't blame yourself too much. Xiao Honghong... is willing to do anything for Your Highness."

Xiao Huacheng in the soul-locking bag in the Qiankun bag struggled to express his agreement.

"Your Highness, you really still have believers."

Xie Lian was startled, and couldn't help but think of the little will-o'-the-wisp that refused to disperse and reincarnate that night. He smiled bitterly and said, "Don't be my believer anymore. Seriously, it won't end well for you."

He was silent for a while, then said, "Let's go. Don't stay with me anymore."

No one will be left in the end anyway.

It would be better not to come in the first place.

Mo Qiuyan felt that the little flower city in the Qiankun bag was beating wildly to express his disagreement.

She raised her head, her eyes blazing. "To die fighting for Your Highness is my highest honor. I am willing to help Your Highness! This is my brother's last wish, and it's also my own. Your Highness, please let me stay. I won't be a burden, and I can earn a lot of money!"

Xie Lian glanced at him, then finally sighed, "Never mind. Just follow me."

Mo Qiuyan immediately breathed a sigh of relief and followed Xie Lian happily.

She vaguely felt the anger and madness of an old father in the dark.

Hey~ I didn’t expect that I would still disturb you!

Arriving at the door of his residence, Xie Lian pushed it open. Feng Xin heard the sound of the door opening and looked up as he spoke, asking, "Your Highness, where have you been? Have you found a way to make money..."

Feng Xin looked up and saw Mo Qiuyan behind Xie Lian: "......"

Feng Xin looked terrified as if he had seen a ghost: "Why why ...

Without waiting for Xie Lian to explain, Mo Qiuyan spoke first, "Jiangjiang! I'm here to help His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and you guys! Surprised? Unexpected?"

Feng Xin didn't believe it, so Mo Qiuyan opened his Qiankun bag and said, "I am the way to make money that Your Highness found!"

A few seconds later, Xie Lian and Feng Xin stared at the table covered with all kinds of things and fell into deep thought.

A few delicate palm-sized wooden sculptures, a silver-iron fan, a stack of talisman paper, a roll of bandages... and a small will-o'-the-wisp.

Mo Qiuyan: “!” When did this little bastard get out?!

She quickly grabbed the will-o'-the-wisp and threw it out the window: "Ahahaha, I caught it before."

The will-o'-the-wisp drew a perfect parabola in the sky and flew out of the window: I will be back!!

But Xie Lian Feng Xin no longer had time to pay attention to this.

What the hell is this table full of copper coins and silver?

It's all overflowing onto the ground! How long has this been accumulating?!

......

After the two politely declined and Mo Qiuyan insisted, Xie Lian calculated that the money was enough for the king to buy medicine for most of half a year.

Mo Qiuyan:! Did she save so much?

Afterwards, Xie Lian Feng Xin introduced her to the King and Queen.

"Um...my prince, you didn't trick the girl into coming here to work for you, did you?" The queen looked at Mo Qiuyan hesitantly. After all, no one would come to support them when they were in trouble.

Mo Qiuyan smiled sincerely, "Don't worry, Queen, I really want to help Your Highness."

The Queen finally dispelled her doubts and smiled back at her. "Then you may have a hard time these days." She frowned and said, "There is indeed a lot of work here."

Mo Qiuyan patted his chest confidently: "Leave it to me!"

The next two months were peaceful, except for the incident where Mo Qiuyan almost poisoned a group of people while cooking.

Mo Qiuyan: Oh my god, I forgot I only know how to make lotus cakes...

In the end, Xie Lian had to cook the meal himself and was able to eat it.

Mo Qiuyan: ...So what on earth did Xie Lian go through in those eight hundred years to have his cooking skills decline to that level?

But...isn't it time for the plot of thirty-three priests fighting for the blessed land to begin?