Yin Huaizhu lowered her head slightly, looking at the two people's tightly clasped hands. Her ears turned slightly red, and she obediently followed Hang Suisui back to the backyard.
Throughout the journey, he kept thinking to himself what kind of existence he was to Hang Suisui.
She refused to go down the mountain and also rejected Yin Huaizhu's suggestion to dig up the back mountain to renovate and expand the Taoist temple.
The matter was dropped with Hang Suisui's nonchalant question: "Where do you plan to move the ancestors of my sect?"
The mountain was very large. He knew there was a large open space behind the Taoist temple, covered with lush vegetation, but he had never been there.
Little did they know that this was someone else's ancestral grave.
Digging up someone's ancestral graves is really offensive.
Compared to the city, the environment in the mountains is quite basic. Water has to be fetched from springs halfway up the mountain, vegetables have to be grown by oneself, cooking requires gathering firewood, and there is often no electricity on the mountain.
There's no place like home.
Yin Huaizhu herself also quickly moved into this thatched hut.
They settled into a regular life of chanting scriptures both in the morning and at night.
Anyway, there's no signal on the mountain, so if anything happens or needs to be addressed, Liang Gui and his bodyguards have to climb up on their own two legs.
The entire Yin family came looking for her, all believing that Yin Huaizhu was deeply heartbroken and had become disillusioned with the world.
They were afraid he might suddenly quit and go to the mountains to become a reclusive Taoist priest.
Until they saw the abbot sitting in the main hall.
So alike! Absolutely so!
Things took an unexpected turn, and everyone tacitly agreed to go back.
Yin Huaizhu pointed to the window of the room next to Hang Suisui's and said, "Look at this window, it creaks and groans when the wind blows at night, I can't sleep."
Hang Suisui noticed that the wooden frame was a bit warped, so she let go of Yin Huaizhu's hand and said, "I'll go get a hammer and fix it for you."
She opened the room where things were stored, and as soon as she entered, a piece of black wood rolled to her feet.
Hang Suisui was about to kick the wood back into the corner when she noticed that there were words carved on it as soon as her toe touched it.
The words were not very conspicuous on the black wood, but they were very clear.
Hang Suisui bent down and picked it up, carefully looking at the words on it.
"Too many points, leveled up twice in a row, have nowhere to use the energy, so I'm giving you the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth as a gift..."
After reading the words above, Hang Suisui laughed out loud. Of course she knew why this mountain had inexplicably appeared here, and only 001 could have done it.
In that world, the only thing she couldn't let go of was this Taoist temple and this mountain.
It always knew her conflicted thoughts.
There is another line of smaller text below.
"This is a fantasy parallel world, not a scripted one. There are no more cheat codes, so please cherish your life, host."
It wasn't in the script... Actually, she had already sensed something was wrong, but 001 refused to say anything at the time.
Cherishing her life, Hang Suisui smiled and silently thanked 001.
"What are you looking at?"
Yin Huaizhu's voice sounded from behind. Hang Suisui turned around, threw the wood into the corner, picked up the hammer from the cabinet next to her, and went out of the room.
"It's nothing, let's hurry and fix the window, it's getting dark."
Yin Huaizhu took the hammer from Hang Suisui's hand: "I'll do it."
The window was knocked on in no time, and then it got dark.
The window next door didn't creak in the middle of the night, but Hang Suisui's door did creak once.
In her sleep, she turned over and placed her hand on the person next to her. The warm touch made Hang Suisui unconsciously squeeze it.
"Okay, don't move around."
The voice in her ear brought her back to her senses.
"Why are you here again?"
The low voice in the darkness carried a hint of grievance.
"I can't sleep because of mosquito bites, but you don't have any mosquitoes here."
The implication is that I only came here because there are no mosquitoes.
The air fell silent for a moment.
Yesterday's excuse was that the draft was blowing in and it was too cold; the day before yesterday's excuse was that the curtains weren't blocking out the light and it was too bright; the day before that's the excuse was that the bed was moving and I was scared; the day before that's the excuse again: the mattress was wet and I couldn't sleep on it...
Since Yin Huaizhu moved in, he hasn't slept by himself for a single day.
He tightened the arms that were wrapped around his waist, and moved further into the bed as if afraid that the person next to him would kick him out.
"Oh~ The High Priest is afraid of a mere mosquito?"
A soft murmur reached Yin Huaizhu's ears, and he replied nonchalantly, "Afraid."
He was afraid that his world would change again after he slept.
Hang Suisui, worn down by the teasing, slapped the person next to her across the face, the sound ringing out crisply in the darkness.
Their voices were several decibels louder.
"sleep!"
Yin Huaizhu stretched out his arms and hugged the fragrant and soft person in his arms. His voice in the darkness sounded unusually happy.
"well!"
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