Demons transform into human forms by imitating attractive human appearances.
To say that the Hang Suisui in front of us looks quite similar to the eldest daughter of the Hang family in the capital, it would be plausible that she is an imitation or a transformation.
Yin Huaizhu held the teacup and rotated her wrist, causing the tea to swirl and ripple.
However, it seems that it's not so simple.
Hang Suisui met Yin Huaizhu's undisguised probing gaze.
She touched her nose and awkwardly turned her head away.
His eyes scanned the garden, his gaze settling on the falling peach petals.
Turning to the peach tree, he smiled at Yin Huaizhu and said, "Hahaha, look how beautifully these peach blossoms are blooming."
Hang Suisui reached out and caught a peach petal falling from the sky, holding it in front of Yin Huaizhu's eyes, trying to divert his attention from her.
"Look how beautiful these flowers are! They're so pink and delicate, so vibrant and lovely. This tree is definitely a stunningly beautiful mother tree!"
Before Yin Huaizhu could even look away, Hang Suisui was hit in the face by a gust of wind carrying countless flower petals.
Peach petals were scraped all over Hang Suisui's face.
They didn't even spare her hair and body.
A petal landed on her lips, as if covering her mouth.
Hang Suisui's face fell, and she spat out the flower petal from her lips: "Pah!"
She wiped her face again and muttered to herself, "How stingy."
Sitting next to her, watching this scene, Yin Huaizhu's eyes lit up with a smile.
His eyes flickered, concealing a smile.
Yin Huaizhu slowly reached out, took a peach petal from Hang Suisui's head, and handed it to her.
He still turned his head and stared at Hang Suisui with a scrutinizing gaze.
"Miss Hang?"
Hang Suisui felt extremely uncomfortable under the scrutinizing gaze of Yin Huaizhu.
She didn't mean to keep it from him, nor did she intend to hide anything.
She stammered as she reached out her finger to take the peach petal that Yin Huaizhu handed to her.
"Well, that's my surname."
Yin Huaizhu raised an eyebrow: "Oh?"
Hang Suisui held a flower petal in her hand, carefully choosing her words.
"My real name is Hang, that's what I've had since I was a child."
Yin Huaizhu nodded slowly, her gaze never leaving Hang Suisui: "I see, the surname Hang, and the given name..."
Yin Huaizhu paused for a moment, then looked at Hang Suisui with a thoughtful expression before revealing a look of sudden realization.
"Sigh, and your face... I feel like I've seen you somewhere before..."
Hang Suisui couldn't help but twitch her eye as she looked at Yin Huaizhu's highly theatrical expression.
I've seen it before, haven't I?
Have you forgotten how you treated me like a fool?
Well, considering that he had helped her when they were in danger in the maple forest before, she wouldn't hold a grudge about what happened before.
From Taoist priest to ginseng, then from ginseng back to human, and then from human to demon.
The changes and trends in the music score left Hang Sui Sui at a loss for words, unsure where to begin recounting her bitter tears.
I have no idea how to resolve such a complicated situation.
Yin Huaizhu isn't stupid; what if she accidentally does a split in the garden?
To prevent things from getting worse by trying to explain.
Hang Suisui took a deep breath and looked at Yin Huaizhu with a firm gaze.
Then he slowly opened his mouth.
"It was a dark and stormy night..."
"I was sleeping on the mountain when suddenly a bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, and then I lost consciousness."
"When I woke up again, I found myself in a strange place..."
"Guess what?"
Yin Huaizhu asked cooperatively, "What's wrong?"
"I met an immortal who told me that I was actually an immortal who had descended from heaven to undergo tribulation. However, I was banished to the mortal realm for violating heavenly rules and needed to cultivate again here in order to become an immortal again and return to the heavenly court..."
Hang Suisui made up stories without even blinking.
Yin Huaizhu listened quietly, occasionally interjecting a sentence to guide Hang Suisui to continue speaking.
He already had a general idea in his mind, but he still wanted to hear how she would tell the story.
"And then?" Yin Huaizhu asked.
Qingsong, who was standing next to her, was now listening intently with his eyes shining, staring at Hang Suisui, eager to hear what would happen next.
Upon hearing this, Hang Suisui clapped her hands and continued.
"Then I worked hard to cultivate here. After going through all kinds of hardships, I finally achieved human form."
As Hang Suisui spoke, a bright smile appeared on her face.
"When I first transformed into human form, I met that immortal again. He told me, 'Now that you can transform into human form, you should have a name.'"
Yin Huaizhu tapped the table lightly with her long, slender fingers, which had distinct joints, and spoke slowly and deliberately.
"Then the immortal said, 'Then you shall have the surname Hang and the name Sui Sui.'"
Hang Suisui slammed her hand on the table: "Oh my, I knew it! With your intelligence, you're no ordinary person!"
Yin Huaizhu smiled slightly, looked at Hang Suisui and nodded, as if she had just realized something.
"Why did we name you Hang Suisui?" Yin Huaizhu asked, feigning curiosity.
"Oh my, you didn't know that!" Hang Suisui said smugly. "Because the immortals said that I was banished to the mortal world from Hangzhou, so my surname is Hang, and Suisui means that I hope I can smoothly attain immortality!"
Seeing how vividly and expressively Hang Suisui was speaking, Yin Huaizhu smiled and nodded in agreement.
He thought to himself, "This girl is really naive and cute. She thinks she can make me believe this absurd story so easily."
On the other hand, Qingsong, who was standing to the side, looked so adoring that he was almost completely swayed by Hang Suisui's words.
The pine tree's eyes shone brightly. It had become an immortal! It had become an immortal!
It's hard not to be tempted!
A barely perceptible glint of cunning flashed in Yin Huaizhu's eyes: "Then your appearance..."
Hang Suisui's story became smoother and smoother as she continued, "Oh, it's like this, the immortal said that I have a connection with a family surnamed Hang in the mortal world. Their daughter was born during a calamity, so she borrowed a wisp of my spiritual energy, which is why their daughter looks similar to me."
Hang Suisui looked at Yin Huaizhu and continued to sigh.
"To thank the immortals who helped their family and me, his parents named their daughter after me as a memento."
Upon hearing this, Yin Huaizhu's fingers, which were tapping the table, slowed down.
This story, no, this event, is told logically and with evidence.
The cause and effect are all there, making it seem plausible at first glance.
However, upon closer examination, the entire matter revolves around a celestial being, which effectively closes off any possibility of further investigation.
We can't really go and find this immortal, whose authenticity we don't know, can we?
Yin Huaizhu looked at Hang Suisui, a hint of tenderness flashing in her eyes.
That cleverness of his is really something...
Yin Huaizhu couldn't help but smile to herself.
Although this explanation sounds plausible and there's nothing suspicious about it.
But Hang forgot one thing every year.
Sometimes, being too eager to prove oneself is what makes one suspicious.
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