Holding the animal skin painting, Nan Xian returned to the Qiao family in a daze.
Before stepping inside, she turned back to look towards the back of the mountain.
Under the cover of night, the hazy moonlight veils the mountains with a thin layer of gauze. They stand there quietly, as if beckoning all life with the most primal sincerity.
When Nan Xian asked that question, she already knew the answer.
The identity of the "mop spirit" is unknown, but judging from her appearance, she probably dislikes contact with humans.
However, she revealed her whereabouts and even led her to the depths of the back mountain. Apart from the fact that her relationship with the woman in the painting was unusual, Nan Xian could not find any other reason.
When she was reborn, she was full of confidence, feeling that she had a great advantage that ordinary people never had, and that she would definitely be able to create a new world for herself.
Her career was indeed booming, but many things had already slipped out of her control.
In the outside world, her relationship with He Mingxiao was already a tangled mess, and now with Yu Lin stirring things up, it's even more complicated and impossible to untangle.
In the other world, a black snake in her dreams is eyeing her menacingly, and the mystery of her past life's identity awaits her to slowly uncover.
These are things that Nan Xian never experienced in her previous life.
As if guided by some unseen force, she embarked on an unknown path.
Nan Xian slowly exhaled, and the cold wind dispersed the white mist.
She looked up at the lamp hanging at the entrance of the Qiao family's house, her eyelashes trembling slightly, the faint light in her eyes gradually becoming as dazzling as stars.
With a slight upturn of her lips, Nan Xian's smile gradually spread, even her eyes were filled with laughter.
She believed that those who survive a great calamity are destined for good fortune. She, Nan Xian, was fortunate to have the chance to start her life anew. Even if the road ahead was uncertain, and even if she was to face greater risks and crises, she would not be afraid or back down.
Back in her room, she lit a candle and began to study the animal skin paintings intently.
The painting begins with a mountain range stretching for miles, from which a giant, taller than the mountains themselves, wields an axe and splits them into individual mountains.
Immediately afterwards, some men and women dressed in long robes, carrying swords or whisks, descended from the sky and settled in these mountains.
As time passed and the world changed, these people gradually left, leaving only the mountains full of rare and exotic animals.
However, this animal skin is very old and not well preserved. It has many tears and many paintings are not connected. In particular, a large part of the next section has been burned.
Nan Xian didn't know what had happened in between, but she saw many people suddenly appear in the mountains, including her past life, the woman with the exceptionally long hair.
Where did I come from? Why am I in this mountain?
She left with a question and continued reading.
With these people, the mountains became lively again, but the good times didn't last long. As more and more people came, the mountains soon became too small to go around.
They fought over territory.
Nan Xian then realized that she seemed to be a pretty formidable character in her past life. She was a loner, unlike others who had many helpers and supporters, yet she never lost a battle and eventually won herself a well-located hilltop.
Upon seeing this, Nan Xian suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Ah!" and slowly traced the outline of the mountain peak with her fingertip. Then, as if struck by a sudden realization, she understood—
The place she lived in her previous life was none other than this Cold Spring Mountain!
**
Ever since she learned that she was the master of this place in her past life, Nan Xian's gaze towards Lengquan Mountain has changed.
The once barren hills, which were completely unappealing, now have a unique charm, and even the rugged mountain paths that almost caused her to twist her ankle have gained a touch of wildness.
Even the north wind that she complained about yesterday was now genuinely refreshing to Nan Xian, and she stood under the porch early in the morning to feel the atmosphere of her "hometown".
"Ding He, don't you feel more energetic after breathing in fresh air in the morning?"
"Hmm... The sleepiness is gone from being frozen, so of course I'm more energetic..." Ding He stood to the side with a helpless expression, adjusted her collar, glanced at Nan Xian's hair, and reminded her quietly, "But if you keep blowing like this, your newly done hairstyle will really be ruined."
Nan Xian coughed lightly, slightly embarrassed. "We've been out for so long, it really is time to go back. By the way, do you have any news about Lu Anna in your gossip group? How is she doing?"
Ding He shook her head, then suddenly remembered something and said, "But Director Deng went to town before dawn and hasn't come back yet."
Nan Xian's eyes flashed, and she nodded thoughtfully.
Despite some mishaps, the program could not be delayed any longer, and the remaining parts had to be recorded by the four of them.
Nan Xian finally saw Yu Lin.
His condition was visibly poor; his fatigue was so intense that even makeup couldn't hide it. Although it had only been one night, he looked like he hadn't slept well for days.
She suspected that he was still possessed by something evil, and since she had nothing to protect herself, she was afraid of revealing her identity and attracting danger. So she did not easily go forward to test him, but only secretly observed him from an angle that the camera could not capture.
After observing for a while, she made a pleasant surprise—although Yu Lin looked haggard, he had been trying his best to stay energetic during the recording of the program and was fully engaged in the games.
He was completely different from how he was yesterday, multitasking.
Does this mean that the thing that possessed Yu Lin has left?
However, before Nan Xian could even feel relieved, she suddenly saw Situ Ting in her dressing room.
Yesterday, Nanxian asked her about Yu Lin on WeChat, but she hasn't replied yet.
Nan Xian had assumed Situ Ting had come for this matter, but to her surprise, before Nan Xian could even speak, Situ Ting's first words upon seeing her were—
"Lu Anna has been poisoned by a demon and is on the verge of death, barely clinging to life. Nan Xian, I need to borrow something from you to save her!"
The words "life in danger" exploded in Nan Xian's mind like a thunderbolt. Her eyes widened suddenly, her body trembled involuntarily, she opened her mouth, and it took her a few seconds to recover from the shock.
"What can I do for her?" Her voice trembled involuntarily.
At this moment, Nan Xian had only one thought in her mind—Lu Anna was affected because of her, and she had to save her!
Seeing her like this, Situ Ting's anxiety subsided considerably.
She stopped in front of her, carefully considering her words, but ultimately gave up, tossing her hair aside and stating bluntly:
"Your body."
Nan Xian froze, momentarily dumbfounded, thinking she had misheard. "What?"
"To be precise, it's your body." Situ Ting lowered her gaze and raised her hand, her fingertips gently touching Nan Xian's heart.
“Nan Xian, age twenty-three, born on the day of extreme yang and at the time of extreme yin, at the time of her birth the Vermilion Bird raised its head and the White Tiger lay prostrate on the ground... You are a rare body of Hundred Fusion in the world.”
"I want to place Luanna's soul into your body."
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