"Rob?" Shen Ye raised an eyebrow slightly.

Xie Yi had already changed his mind, but Shen Ye still overheard him. He could only smile helplessly and say, "It wasn't about stealing. Yu Feng left behind a few more strange stones, which should have been found outside."

To be honest, Xie Yi wasn't surprised that the arrogant and conceited Yu Feng would steal his things, but it was a bit unexpected that Yu Feng would awkwardly and secretly leave behind those few strange stones.

However, ever since he woke up in Longyou City a hundred years ago and discovered that the predicament of Liuyue City had been resolved, he has been constantly feeling the slow changes in Longyou City.

No more oppression, despair, emptiness, and desolation. Although his compatriots still lived in poverty within Buzhou Mountain, everyone was happy and full of hope for the future.

The people of Longyou City are no longer like the trapped wild beasts they were in Liuyue City, each suppressing madness and despair in their hearts, just waiting for the moment when it would erupt and hurt others and themselves.

Even his master, as lone as the moon in the high sky, now smiles from the bottom of his heart when he sees the newborn children in the city.

At times like these, Xie Yi was extremely grateful to the God of Candle Dragon. It was the God of Candle Dragon who saved Liuyue City from certain death.

Shen Ye skipped over this topic and said, "You've been staying in the city lately while the priests travel outside, yet you still hear the name of the puppeteer Xie Yi. Do you know... why?"

"Yanshi Xie Yi?" Xie Yi was a little confused. He frowned slightly and thought carefully for a moment, then suddenly froze and murmured, "No wonder I always felt like I had forgotten something important all these years... Master, I need to go out!"

Shen Ye gave a soft "Hmm?"

“A hundred years ago, I created a puppet based on myself and placed a part of my memories inside it. Then, on the way to Juandu, you, Master, brought it back to Longyou City. That puppet walks, sits, and lies down just like an ordinary person, and it also has a part of my memories... So I think that the puppeteer Xie Yi that is widely rumored to be outside is him,” Xie Yi said.

Shen Ye looked at him speechlessly: "Why didn't you say so sooner?"

Xie Yi chuckled dryly: "...Well, after a portion of my memories were extracted, things from a hundred years ago became rather blurry, and I accidentally forgot them."

Shen Ye shook his head and said, "So be it. The group of the gods are looking for the puppeteer Xie Yi. I will bring the puppeteer back after Yu Feng sends the news."

"Master, may I go with him? A hundred years have passed, I am very worried about how he has become." Xie Yi asked sincerely.

Can you forget someone for a hundred years if you're worried about them?

Shen Ye was speechless. He nodded and waved his hand, telling Xie Yi to get lost.

Jishan.

As night fell, Long Xun guessed that the others had probably gone to sleep, so he got up, still draped in a black robe, and walked out of the wooden house.

Just as he stepped outside, he suddenly sensed something was wrong. He turned around and saw Xia Yize getting up from the stone bench in the small courtyard in front of the wooden house, cupping his fists at him and saying, "Senior Long."

Long Xun: "..."

Then another energetic and cheerful young voice came from behind him: "Yize? Grandpa Long, so you guys are still awake?"

"Young Master Yue hasn't rested either, has he? Besides, the moon is bright, enjoying the scenery under the moon while sipping a little wine is a wonderful thing."

Long Xun: "..."

Yue Wuyi: "Wouldn't it be boring to drink alone? You wouldn't mind if Grandpa Long and I joined us, would you?"

Xia Yize: "How could I mind? Brother Le, Senior Long, please."

Wenren Yu's voice suddenly broke out: "I say, you two... drinking in the middle of the night, and even having Senior Long keep you company?"

Long Xun: "..."

Good kids, don't stay up late, okay?! Why are you all awake?! Can't you say things during the day?!

Long Xun was roaring in his heart, but he had already silently sat down.

Xia Yize seemed quite happy tonight. He had been drinking alone for a long time, and his face was slightly flushed. His eyes were bright and gentle, with a faint smile in them.

"Wenren, you're here too! Please sit down. This is a rare wine treasured by Yi Ze! I've never even had the chance to taste it before." Yue Wuyi beamed.

Wenren Yu didn't stand on ceremony.

Xia Yize was indeed a little tipsy, and he abandoned his usual caution and etiquette, chatting and toasting with the three of them.

Seeing that they showed no intention of resting, Long Xun forced himself to drink three cups before getting up and silently returning to his room.

Le Wuyi's nose suddenly twitched, and he said in surprise, "The smell of alcohol is so strong... Eh? Why is Senior Long's stool all wet? Could it be that Senior... (whispering) lost control of his bladder..."

Wenren Yu shook his head admiringly and said, "No, this is wine. I've heard that those with high cultivation can expel the wine from their bodies on their own after drinking it, and Senior Long should be the same."

Back in his room, Long Xun almost tripped over Yue Wuyi's words.

—It's just leaking, really.