The white light arrived as promised.

In the long river of time, Linghu Lan seemed to see Mo Tang flash by. He stared wide-eyed, trying to grab her hand, but was ultimately swept away by the vortex of time to an unknown direction.

A familiar feeling of dizziness washed over her, and Linghu Lan closed her eyes.

Things are now gradually moving in a positive direction, and she believes that one day she will be able to bring him home.

...

Linghu Lan opened her eyes.

The babbling brook flows past my feet.

The surrounding area is serene and green.

She was sitting by the stream, the water already wetting the tips of her shoes. Linghu Lan stood up and took two steps back.

"Junior Sister!"

A cheerful male voice came from behind me.

Linghu Lan turned around and saw a man running towards her with a big smile on his face. He was dressed in ancient costume, with a sword at his waist that swayed as he ran, and a string of candied hawthorns in his hand.

Seeing her turn around, the man was even more delighted. He jumped to her side and presented the candied hawthorn to Linghu Lan like a treasure, saying with a smile, "Junior Sister, I guessed you were here. This is a candied hawthorn I secretly bought for you when I came down the mountain."

Linghu Lan felt a bittersweet emotion, an emotion inherent to this body, one that was difficult to explain.

Not understanding what was going on, she reached out and took the candied hawthorn, looked at it, but didn't eat it immediately.

The man smiled broadly, lowered his head to carefully observe her expression, and asked, "Junior Sister, are you still angry with Senior Brother?"

Senior Brother?

Junior sister?

A strange feeling welled up in Linghu Lan's heart. This was either a martial arts world or a fantasy world.

Hmm!

Judging from the fact that the sword on the man who calls himself the senior brother doesn't seem to be brimming with spiritual energy, it's more likely that this is a martial arts world.

Linghu Lan smiled. "Why would I be angry with you?"

As soon as she spoke, Linghu Lan paused for a moment. Her voice was soft and sweet, and she spoke with a hint of coquettishness.

"Of course you're angry that I secretly went down the mountain without taking you with me?" The man's tone was somewhat flippant, but not unpleasant, as if it were his true nature, instead giving people a sense of carefree and uprightness.

The man plopped down on the ground, seemingly unbothered by the dirt. He looked at the beautiful scenery and appeared to be in a very good mood.

“Junior Sister, last time I secretly took you down the mountain, Master found out and I got a few spanks on my bottom. It hasn’t been long since I recovered, so I dare not take you down the mountain again. Otherwise, Master will definitely expel me from the sect. Even if Master doesn’t find out, Master’s wife will ask, and you can’t lie, so I will still be punished in the end.”

Linghu Lan did not answer, but she liked what the man was saying, so she listened to his rambling.

The man found it strange that Linghu Lan didn't speak. He turned around and looked at her, asking in surprise, "Junior Sister, are you still angry with me? You should practice your skills diligently and master them as soon as possible. Your senior brother promises you that he will definitely take you out to explore the martial world together in the future."

I'm not angry!

"Then why don't you eat candied hawthorn? You used to love eating them when I bought them before. This time, I specially asked Granny Wang to pick out a big one, wrapped it in several layers of glutinous rice paper, and carefully wrapped it in a handkerchief to bring it back, to make sure it didn't get a speck of dust on it."

Linghu Lan looked at the candied hawthorn in her hand and smiled, "You're very thoughtful, but I don't like candied hawthorn anymore."

"Sigh!" The man turned around and looked closely at Linghu Lan's face, then sighed.

"It seems you're really angry this time. You won't even eat your favorite candied hawthorns. How about your senior brother plays a tune to apologize to you? I heard a cowherd singing it down the mountain. I gave him a copper coin and made him sing that tune for me ten times. I've already learned that tune, and I specially learned it to play for you."

"good!"