Zhao Rong had already begun to imagine the scene when he returned after a long time.

It may be a few months, or it may be a few years, when he returns to his home in Duyou City with a tired body or a brand new look, Qingjun Qian'er will rush up and hit his chest, then shed tears of resentment, and finally kiss and hug him passionately... Then the family will be reunited happily, no, there is still a little fox demon missing.

But the past is like smoke. After going through hardships and improving himself in the south, he is now able to face Qingjun and Qian'er calmly and honestly. He will go home holding the hand of Su Xiaoxiao, who has become mature and sensible, and tell Qingjun and Qian'er that they are also family.

They would be silent, relieved, or smile as they got along. They would sit around a rich dining table and listen to the man they all loved talk about the hardships and difficulties along the way, worrying about his life and death, and rejoicing over his adventures in growth...

He had already cultivated himself to perfection, and could even happily face Mr. Zhu, who was not stingy with fabrics. Perhaps at this moment, she had realized that her initial confession was a momentary impulse, and extinguished the dangerous feelings that had sprouted. Looking at him who had become mature and steady, the two of them could smile at each other and let go of the past, sitting at the tea table again in a carefree manner, becoming a pair of confidants who respected each other like guests, accompanying each other but not crossing the line...

Zhao Rong was walking on the way out of the bamboo forest courtyard, staring blankly at the Jiutian Hangong flowers on the roadside that did not wither even in autumn. His eyes were unfocused and he was daydreaming aimlessly.

At this moment, he smiled, as if thinking of the future situations where those Shuras and embarrassing situations would be easily resolved.

I became more determined to go south to cultivate myself.

Zhao Rong nodded and raised his hand to rub his face, but at this moment, a graceful figure of a woman in white suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Why are they here again? This Dugu family is already a bit rude."

He couldn't help but frown.

Before this, Zhao Rong and the teachers of the academy had told the people from Dali not to come and disturb them, and to wait obediently for the arrangements they would make after investigating the accident.

Zhao Rong shook his head and prepared to avoid it, but then he stopped and looked back at the elegant courtyard where Qingjun Qian'er was.

If he avoided it now, the girl in front, who should be sent by Dugu, would most likely come after Qingjun.

And the letter that Zhao Rong placed at the corner of the intersection would probably be discovered in advance...

Zhao Rong sighed, made up his mind, and immediately went forward.

"Stop, are you sent by Dugu clan... Hey, why is it you?"

When he got closer, he took the initiative to speak, but he stopped halfway with a surprised exclamation.

Because he knew the string girl in front of him.

"Mr. Zhao!" the visitor bowed quickly.

Zhao Rong glanced at the familiar chubby face of the little girl, and said in a softer tone, "Well, we meet again."

This chubby little Li Nu was the little girl with an interesting way of speaking whom he had met on the top of the Jiyue Mountain on the eve of the Fengshan ceremony. She also inspired Zhao Rong's idea for the Fengshan ceremony.

He has a vivid memory.

"What do you want from me?" Zhao Rong smiled. "Are you here to wish me a thunderbolt again?"

This is a joke between the two of them.

The chubby little girl felt a little embarrassed.

She first raised her eyes and secretly glanced at the handsome face of the man in front of her, which had been spread all over the sisters in the music studio overnight. She, who had always been ignorant about matters between men and women, felt her heart beat a beat faster.

Commonly known as deer running around.

She waved her hands shyly, "No, no, I was just joking that day, please don't take it to heart, you are an adult, you should be more tolerant."

The chubby little girl nodded vigorously, muttering to herself that her sisters were right, this Mr. Zhao had indeed become much more handsome, how... how could he be so handsome, even when he frowned he was so handsome...

The little girl couldn't help wanting to touch her frowning brows, but she stopped herself immediately, trying to keep a straight face and not peek again... OK, one last glance...

Zhao Rong seemed to have noticed something. He frowned slightly at first, then sighed helplessly in his heart.

Recently, he actually discovered that there was something wrong with his handsome face... Was he considered... a handsome man?

Zhao Rong tilted his head slightly and asked seriously, "Have you seen enough?"

"Ah, what?" The little girl immediately played dumb.

Zhao Rong didn't go to embarrass her.

He smiled, but when he saw the little girl couldn't help looking at him, he had to stop smiling and said seriously, "Thank you."

Thanks to her for reminding him that night that 'thunder is the voice of heaven'.

The chubby little girl was stunned, "Oh, it's okay."

Zhao Rong smiled, "What's the matter? Did Dugu send you here?"

Although he didn't like Dugu's endless little tricks, he was not prepared to make things difficult for this chubby little girl.

…

However, Zhao Rong was quite surprised that the chubby little girl shook her head when she heard this, "No, no one sent me here, I came here on my own. There is something I think is related to you, Mr. Zhao, so I came to tell you about it."

"What is it?"

The chubby little girl turned around and looked in the direction of Jiyue Mountain, and asked tentatively: "Mr. Zhao, do you know a girl with fox eyes wearing pink clothes and a red ribbon in her hair?"

Zhao Rong was stunned: "Xiao Xiao?"

Gui: "Xiao Xiao!"

In the lake of the heart, the sword spirit blurted out almost at the same time.

It's just that the two people said the same thing in different tones...

The chubby little girl asked curiously, "Do you know him, young master?"

Zhao Rong ignored the sword spirit and nodded quickly, "I know her. Have you seen her? Where is she? Has she come to Jiyue Mountain as well?"

As if she had sensed that this fox-eyed girl named 'Xiao Xiao' had a special place in his heart, the chubby little girl secretly glanced at Zhao Rong's anxious expression and nodded: "Yeah, it seems that it should be the person that Mr. Zhao knows. Don't worry, she's fine, but she may be in a bad mood..."

She immediately began to tell what had happened.

"I took over from a sister at midnight last night to stand guard at the top of Jiyue Mountain. I was guarding the Temple of Heaven, but in the middle of the night, I saw a sneaky figure running up to the top of the mountain, looking around, as if looking for something."

"At first I thought it was a blind thief, but when I got closer, I saw that it was a fox-eyed girl with red and swollen eyes from crying, wearing a pink dress and a red ribbon in her hair... I wanted to get closer to question her, but she spotted me and ran away. I didn't expect she ran so fast."

"But I was just a little curious, so I didn't chase her. I went back to the Temple of Heaven on the top of the mountain to continue my night duty. Anyway, as long as she doesn't come here to cause trouble..."

The chubby little girl pointed her index finger at her lips, nodded, glanced at Mr. Zhao who was concentrating, and continued:

"The next time I saw her was when I was coming down the mountain in the morning. I saw her wandering around the mountain. I followed her out of curiosity for a while and found that she was running around the mountain, as if she was looking for something. She was in a hurry. Also, I saw that her clothes and hair were messy. It was obvious that she had not slept all night and had spent the night outdoors without taking care of herself. She also seemed to have a cold and was sneezing."

At this point, she nodded and sighed, "No wonder, in this cold autumn season, even we who stand guard at night on the mountain have to use a few bright lamps and fire-warming charms to warm our bodies. She is a thin and pitiful little girl, running all over the mountain all night, sweating and the wind blowing..."

The more Zhao Rong listened, the more worried he became. He realized that the little girl in front of him was going off topic, so he interrupted her rudely, "I know, then what?"

"Oh, later on, I went back to the tent and rested for the whole morning. When I went up the mountain after lunch in the afternoon, I saw her again in the woods not far from the high platform halfway up the mountain. This fox-eyed girl in pink clothes was easy to recognize... But this time, she wasn't in a good mental state..."

"She was lying on the ground crying in front of a newly marked grave. When I went there, she was hugging the tombstone tightly and crying until she had no more tears. Her face was smeared with snot and tears. She was hiccuping and howling with a dry mouth. She seemed very sad and pitiful. At first, I thought that some important relative of hers must have passed away and was buried here..."

As the chubby little girl spoke, she suddenly looked at Zhao Rong with a strange look in her eyes.

The latter frowned and asked anxiously: "What happened? What next?"

"Then... I was originally going to turn around and walk away. After all, they were mourning and I didn't want to look at them or disturb them. But after I took two steps, I suddenly realized that something was wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"The tomb where the fox-eyed girl was crying seemed to be newly dug. Yesterday evening, when my sisters and I were going down the mountain to eat, we happened to meet Miss Qian'er next to you, Master Zhao. She was holding a broken arm at the time. She ignored us when we greeted her and walked straight into the grove next to the high platform halfway up the mountain without blinking... So this tomb seemed to have been built by Miss Qian'er."

Zhao Rong frowned and immediately understood something.

I am speechless and heartbroken.

The chubby little girl's subsequent words also confirmed his guess.

"Master Zhao, I felt that it might be a coincidence, so I wanted to take a closer look. But when the crying fox-eyed girl saw someone coming, she stumbled away again... But this time I saw clearly the words carved on the tombstone with a sword. It was your name."

Zhao Rong: “…”

Grass. (a kind of plant)

He now really wanted to turn back to the elegant courtyard immediately, pick up Xiao Qian'er who was taking a fragrant bath, press her on his legs and spank her little butt hard.

You naughty girl, why did you build a fake tomb for me, your husband? Are you going to use it as a cenotaph for broken arms and clothes?

Or does it symbolize or commemorate something like bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new, burying bad luck, etc.? The key is, what does it mean that you set up a tombstone for me?

It really makes my life easier.

Now, it has become a trap for little fox demons. I can always lure them in... By the way, there’s Su Xiaoxiao, you’re also a little silly.