Xiao Qingyin continued to mutter, "Little handsome, why are you so hard? It feels awful. Have you not showered in a long time? Come on, let me help you take a shower."
Yi Shuihan: "!!!"
He knew that the woman was lying to him when she said she didn't have a lover in that world!
He yanked Xiao Qingyin away, pressed her onto the bed, and wrapped her in the quilt.
While calling out "Little Handsome, don't run away," Xiao Qingyin wiggled around like a caterpillar and soon fell asleep.
When she woke up the next day, she had a terrible headache. All she could remember was the scene at the banquet; she couldn't recall how she got back.
She sighed.
"I absolutely must not drink so much next time."
After washing up, Yi Shuihan brought breakfast over.
There were her favorite steamed spare ribs with black bean sauce, salted peanuts, and braised edamame.
Xiao Qingyin ate with great relish.
Yi Shuihan asked calmly, "Who is Xiao Shuai?"
Xiao Qingyin casually replied, "A cute boy."
Yi Shuihan: "!!!"
Sure enough, he guessed right!
He gritted his teeth, about to expose the woman's previous lies.
But she asked in confusion, "How do you know Xiao Shuai?"
Yi Shuihan said with a forced smile, "Last night, a drunk woman mistook me for Xiao Shuai."
Xiao Qingyin burst into laughter.
"How dare you laugh?" Yi Shuihan said sternly. "Who was it that said I was her only lover in this life and the next? What a liar."
“I’m not lying to you,” Xiao Qingyin said with a smile. “Xiao Shuai is my cat, a blue cat. You don’t need to be jealous of him.”
Yi Shuihan: "..."
“You clearly claim to be his sister.”
"What's so strange about that? Many people in my area treat cats and dogs as family members. Some call them sons, some call them daughters, some call them masters, and some call them ancestors. It's perfectly normal for me to treat Xiaoshuai as a younger brother, okay?"
Yi Shuihan: "..."
He didn't understand, but he was deeply shocked.
After breakfast, Xiao Qingyin inquired about the garrison outside.
"The plague is over, shouldn't they leave now?"
Yi Shuihan replied, "They've already evacuated."
"Can we leave now?"
"That's fine."
Xiao Qingyin breathed a sigh of relief.
I thought my trip to Beian City would only last half a month, but I didn't expect to encounter the plague and end up spending almost two months here.
She couldn't wait to return to Beijing.
After packing their luggage, the two bid farewell to Magistrate Xu.
Magistrate Xu expressed his gratitude profusely and pointed to the four carriages parked at the entrance of the yamen, saying, "These are local specialties given to you by the people of Beian City. Please accept them."
Xiao Qingyin chuckled: "What local specialty? It wouldn't happen to be snow pig fur, would it?"
Magistrate Xu quickly shook his head.
"I wouldn't dare. We've already destroyed all the snow pig pelts in the city, and we won't be doing that business anymore. These are preserved duck, fish, meat, mushrooms, pine nuts, and other wild delicacies like white fungus."
"Thank you so much."
"No, no, we should be saying thank you."
The two accepted the four cartloads of local specialties and headed towards the city gate with them.
The roadside was crowded with people seeing them off.
After leaving the city, Xiao Qingyin looked back at the city gate and sighed, "Luckily we found the effective medicine, otherwise we would have been stuck here forever."
Yi Shuihan responded with an "Mm," and asked her, "Are we still going to Lingyun Temple?"
“Yes,” Xiao Qingyin said without hesitation, “Of course I’ll go.”
She also wanted to see who the host was.
Lingyun Temple is located halfway up a mountain, about ten miles south of the city.
As soon as Xiao Qingyin and the others stepped into the temple gate, a middle-aged monk wearing a yellow kasaya, with a Buddha-like face and earlobes that almost reached his shoulders, came out to greet them.
"Amitabha Buddha, well said, well said."
The monk put his hands together and bowed to them.
"I apologize. Someone threatened the lives of everyone in the temple to force me to bring the temple's most precious treasure to Beian City. Please forgive me."
Xiao Qingyin stopped in her tracks and stared intently at the abbot.
This person had excellent eyesight; he recognized them at a glance.
She asked, somewhat puzzled, "That eight-eyed serpent bead is yours?"
“Yes,” the monk replied, “that jewel has been in our temple for over a hundred years.”
Over a hundred years...
Xiao Qingyin was stunned.
Serju and she appeared at different times in this space-time?
Or was the monk deceiving her?
"No matter how many years this bead has been with you, it is mine now."
Don't even think about going back.
The monk glanced at the string of beads hanging around her neck and smiled, "Returning it to its rightful owner is natural, it belongs to you, benefactor."
Xiao Qingyin was startled.
"Return it to its rightful owner?" she asked, feigning ignorance. "What do you mean by that?"
The monk said kindly, "Although I was forced to come here by others to use the serpent pearl, I also had my own selfish reasons. I foresaw that Beian City was in great trouble, and only a recluse could solve it, so I went along with it and agreed."
The moment the words "a person from another world" were uttered, not only Xiao Qingyin but even Yi Shuihan's expression changed.
Only the two of them knew that Xiao Qingyin came from another world. How did this monk know that?
Looking at the fat, big-eared monk, Xiao Qingyin couldn't help but wonder if this person was an enlightened monk.
How could someone tell that she wasn't from this world?
Or was it information revealed to him by the reborn Xiao Qingrong?
She didn't know from which point Xiao Qingrong was reborn, nor did she know if Xiao Qingrong knew that she was a person from another world. She only knew that this monk was deliberately revealing that he knew about this matter.
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