"Second brother, there's no more wine."

The little devil spread his hands and said, "Before the evil spirits left, they ruined all the wine."

The butcher frowned. "Then bring a pot of tea."

The little devil looked at Yuanyuan and grinned, "Yuanyuan, go and make a pot of tea for your second brother."

"Alright!"

Yuanyuan ran into the kitchen. She knew a little about brewing tea and quickly brewed a pot of tea. She timidly brought the tea to the butcher and said weakly, "Second Brother, please enjoy."

The butcher looked at the timid Yuanyuan and a rare smile appeared on his face. "You are much more pleasing to the eye than that brat."

Yuanyuan could sense that the butcher looked scary, but wasn't actually bad. The little devil asked curiously, "Second brother, are you still hunting monsters?"

The butcher said calmly, "That's right."

Don't you find it boring?

"Heh, what do you know? As long as there's one monster left, I won't leave."

As they spoke, Qin Luo led the young man to the inn and said softly, "You can rest here for now."

"good."

Qin Luo's eyes were filled with gratitude.

"Big brother!"

Yuanyuan shouted excitedly.

Qin Luo rubbed her head.

Yuanyuan then ran to the kitchen to make tea. She brought the tea to the young man's side and said with a smile, "Please enjoy."

"Thanks."

The young man thanked him repeatedly. He had just put the teacup on the table when his consciousness appeared in Shen Qingping's dream.

"Husband?"

Shen Qingping was overjoyed.

In the dream, the young man wept uncontrollably, saying, "My wife, I'm so sorry. I can't come back. It was only through a dream that the immortal master gave me the chance to say goodbye to you."

"My husband, you..."

Shen Qingping immediately covered her mouth.

The young man said earnestly, "My wife, I won't blame you if you want to remarry. Just take good care of yourself."

Shen Qingping shook her head and said through tears, "Husband, I will not remarry. I will take good care of our baby."

"My wife!"

The young man held Shen Qingping tightly in his arms.

......

Yuanyuan watched the young man sit there crying, and then she looked up at Qin Luo.

Qin Luo said softly, "He's in a dream, a dream he doesn't want to wake up from."

With a look of sympathy in her eyes, Yuanyuan pursed her lips and said, "I've had dreams too, very long dreams."

The moment the tea cooled, the young man opened his eyes, bowed to Qin Luo, and said, "Thank you, Immortal Master."

Qin Luo smiled and nodded. It was a small favor for him, but it would put the young man at ease on his journey.

After the young man finished his tea, his expression became numb. "Who am I? Where am I? Where should I go?"

Yuan Yuan blinked, unsure of what was happening. Qin Luo approached the young man and noticed the yellowish grass in the teacup. He murmured softly, "Is this the Forget-Me-Not herb?"

The little devil nodded. "This is forget-me-not, usually used to make wine. Yuanyuan, why are you using it to make tea?"

Yuanyuan thought it was tea leaves. She tugged at her skirt and said weakly, "I didn't mean to."

"It's okay, I'm fine."

Qin Luo rubbed the round head.

He looked at the bewildered youth and said softly, "This is the Yellow Springs Inn. Please follow me."

The young man followed Qin Luo to the outside of the Yellow Springs Inn. Qin Luo pointed into the distance and said, "That's where you're going."

"I see."

The young people found their direction.

He walked toward the path of reincarnation.

When Yuanyuan returned to the inn, she saw the butcher still drinking tea, his lips pursed, not daring to speak.

The butcher deliberately put on a stern face and joked, "What's your name? Have we met before?"

"My name is Yuanyuan. Please don't drink anymore, or you'll become stupid," Yuanyuan said timidly.

The little devil grinned and said, "It's okay. Everyone's constitution is different. Not everyone will become stupid."

The butcher laughed heartily, and only then did Yuanyuan realize that he had been lying to her. "Second Brother, what's your name?"

The butcher did not answer. He got up and walked out of the inn, muttering to himself, "Who am I?"