A gentle breeze blows, and the bright moon shines.

In the quiet night, in the courtyard of a farmhouse, Huaying helped Qin Luo walk slowly through the yard.

After Qin Luo's consciousness returned to his body, he felt as if he were bound by shackles. His movements became sluggish, and his senses became blurred. Hua Ying lowered her head and said, "I'm the one who made you look like this, and also put Zi Yue in danger..."

"It's not your fault."

Qin Luo continued, "I know Zi Yue. She wouldn't blame you even if she knew the truth."

"You come from the other side?"

Hua Ying's eyes were filled with doubt.

Qin Luo looked up into the depths of the starry sky. "I suppose so. I come from another river of time and don't belong here."

"I see."

Hua Ying knew Qin Luo's longing for his hometown, and she said earnestly with a pretty face, "I will help you return to the other side."

"Thanks."

Qin Luo nodded with a smile.

To return to the original river of time, Qin Luo needs to cross the Chaos Sea. In his current state, even walking is a problem, let alone traveling to the Chaos Sea.

Only someone like the Dao Ancestor could help him.

"Take a break."

Hua Ying helped Qin Luo sit on a bamboo chair.

"I'll go make you some chicken soup."

"Need not."

"I want to drink water."

Qin Luo was a little thirsty.

Hua Ying brought Qin Luo a cup of tea into the house. The courtyard was filled with the aroma of tea. This was Enlightenment Tea, which contained a lot of spiritual substances. Qin Luo took a sip and immediately felt refreshed.

"Good tea."

Qin Luo finished drinking it little by little.

Hua Ying asked softly, "What are your plans?"

Qin Luo looked at Hua Ying and said, "I'll have to trouble you for a while longer. Once I've adapted to this body, I plan to go back to Longhu Temple and then find a way to return to my family."

"No problem, I'll take you back then."

Hua Ying smiled sweetly.

Qin Luo did not refuse Hua Ying's kindness.

It was late at night, and Qin Luo had just lain down in bed when he looked at Hua Ying beside him. The latter seemed to notice him and sat up awkwardly. "Sorry, it's just a habit."

Hua Ying disappeared into the room in the blink of an eye. Qin Luo was amused by her reaction, then shook his head and sighed. He knew that Hua Ying's remaining humanity might not last long.

Qin Luo closed his eyes to rest. His breathing was steady, his mind was relaxed, and the moonlight filled the room.

early morning.

Ooh ooh ooh—

The rooster kept crowing.

Qin Luo opened his eyes. He had slept very well last night. Although his body still felt heavy, he was much more stable when he walked. He liked the feeling of being grounded.

Leaving the room, Qin Luo went to the yard, where the old white dog came to his side and wagged its tail happily.

Qin Luo smelled the rich aroma and looked towards the kitchen. Hua Ying came out carrying chicken soup. She smiled and said gently, "You are weak and need to nourish yourself. This is an old hen stewed with thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum."

"Thanks."

Qin Luo brought over the chicken soup.

"This chicken soup tastes sweet and delicious, but I'm in good health, so I don't need to make chicken soup anymore."

"Um."

Hua Ying nodded repeatedly.

After finishing the chicken soup, Qin Luo walked back and forth in the yard, no longer needing Hua Ying's support.

Bathed in the glow of the sunset, Qin Luo felt warm all over, and a gentle breeze caressed his face, making him feel indescribably comfortable.

Hua Ying quietly followed beside him.

The sun wasn't too strong, and Qin Luo decided to go outside. He slowly walked out of the farmhouse courtyard.

The road outside the courtyard was full of potholes, and Qin Luo almost fell because of his unsteady footing. Hua Ying came forward to help him in time, and they walked towards the covered bridge.

Spring has arrived, and the covered bridge is covered with wisteria blossoms. There are many petals on the ground. Qin Luo stopped by the bridge and looked at the petals on the ground, unable to bear to step on them.

A gentle breeze blew, scattering petals across the ground. Flowers danced and swirled, filling the sky like a purple rain. The flower's shadow looked at Qin Luo and asked, "Do you think the wisteria here is prettier, or the peach blossoms at Longhu Temple?"

"They all look good."

Qin Luo replied with a smile.

Hua Ying helped Qin Luo walk onto the covered bridge.

A woman carrying a bamboo basket walked towards him. When she saw Qin Luo wake up, she exclaimed excitedly, "Agou, you're awake?!"

"Aunt Zhang."

Qin Luo greeted her with a smile. He remembered the middle-aged woman; Zhu Xian used to call her Aunt Zhang, and back then Zhu Xian had said that Qin Luo was her fiancé.

Zhang Qiulan said earnestly, "Agou, you must cherish Azi. Even though you were unconscious for so long, she never abandoned you."

"I know."

Qin Luo smiled.

"When are you planning to get married? Your aunt will come and help you then," Zhang Qiulan said warmly.

Hua Ying lowered her head and dared not utter a sound.

Qin Luo smiled and replied, "If we get married in the future, we will definitely let you know."

"Okay, okay."

Zhang Qiulan left happily.

Qin Luo and Hua Ying stood on the covered bridge, watching the petals fall, and remained silent for a long time.

“I was afraid Aunt Zhang would misunderstand, so I altered her memory.”

"I see."

As the water flowed gently, Qin Luo did not blame Hua Ying. He looked at the petals being carried away by the water and said softly, "Flowers bloom and wither without regret, and fate comes and goes like water."

How do you know that fallen flowers have no regrets?

"The sage is without emotion, while the lowest are devoid of emotion."

Hua Ying raised an eyebrow. "Fortunately, you're not a saint, and I'm not a fallen flower. We're both troubled by love."

"yes."

Qin Luo nodded in agreement.

Hua Ying was dressed in simple white clothes, her long hair tied up high with peach branches. Qin Luo looked at her and said, "I still want to cultivate immortality and comprehend the Dao, and I am destined to stay away from the mortal world."

Hua Ying's expression suddenly froze. After a long while, a bright smile appeared on her face. "I once swore to Buddha that I would sever the last thread of affection."

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