Because neither of them had a solution to Fan Jingyun's condition, and Wei Jiao had just burned down a city lord's mansion, it was not suitable for him to appear in the underworld for a while, and he could not take a pregnant woman with him. Therefore, it was decided that Qing Ye would go to the underworld to seek advice from an expert, while Wei Jiao would take Fan Jingyun to recuperate in the small world.
In short, building a house requires materials. Wei Jiao looked at the lush forest and prepared to get started with great interest.
When Qingye returned to his residence in the Underworld, he felt a warmth in his heart as he looked at the neat and cozy room and courtyard. He sat at the table, resting his chin on his left hand, looking at his fingertips, and unconsciously drawing on the table with his index finger.
After a while, he looked up at the sky, his eyes darting around as if he were thinking about something.
When Qingye returned to the small world, he brought with him a body, a girl who was about ten years old.
He explained, "Her body was dilapidated and lifeless, and her soul was not being nourished inside. This was rushed out by us, and we didn't have enough materials, so it was made a little small, but it doesn't matter."
Wei Jiao looked at the body that was identical to the real person, nodded, and understood the intention.
"What about her child?"
Qingye paused for a moment and said, "That child cannot be kept alive. After I bring her soul out, you should burn her body."
"Wait a minute."
She sat cross-legged in front of Fan Jingyun, clearing her mind and calming her spirit before beginning to recite scriptures.
As she recited, golden lotus patterns appeared around her body, and starlight spread out, causing the entire small world to move in rhythm.
The fragrance of lotus flowers in the lake is even stronger, the emerald green lotus leaves are vibrant and fresh, and the spiritual energy rises slowly, blending between heaven and earth, and then returning to heaven and earth.
These spiritual energies and golden rays brushed over Fan Jingyun's body, seeped into her skin, soothed her pain, and dispelled her resentment.
It took a long time before it stopped.
"Even if you cleanse her body with the spiritual energy of the entire small world, it will be useless; you still need to change her body."
“I know, I just want to do something for her and the baby in her womb, even if it's just to get some comfort.”
Looking at her pale face and her dimmed inner world, Qingye could only shake his head, take out a bewitching incense stick, and perform a ritual to draw out Fan Jingyun's soul.
The process went smoothly, and Wei Jiao burned the body as he had instructed.
"Isn't the Meng Po soup supposed to make you forget your past life? Can we feed her a bowl and make her forget all of this?"
Qingye shook his head: "Her soul is too weak and the cracks are too deep. They need to be repaired first, otherwise it will easily break. Let's keep her here and nurture her with spiritual energy. This way, her soul will repair itself to some extent. Once she is awake, we will take her out to find an opportunity to completely repair her soul."
He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Don't feel disgusted this time. You still need to absorb that spiritual energy, not for yourself, but for her."
You mean...?
"You know what's going on, don't you? The River God of the Han River alone wouldn't dare to go this far, nor would he need to. There are other people involved behind the scenes. Are you just going to stand by and do nothing?"
Wei Jiao was silent for a moment before saying, "No."
"That's good. Then take me to see the house you built. I've been so busy with this project lately, it's really tiring. I need to get a good night's sleep."
Wei Jiao turned around and led Qing Ye away from the cave where Fan Jingyun was kept: "Do you know her previous name?"
Qingye scratched his forehead with her index finger: "I really didn't notice, you didn't know either?"
Wei Jiao shook his head: "When the bandits took me there, we didn't speak to each other, nor did we ask the bandits anything."
"You want to change her name?" Qingye turned his head to indicate the cave behind him.
"Yes, she has changed bodies and severed ties with her past. Why call her by that name anymore? Besides, we will have to address her by that name from now on."
"Since you've severed ties with the past, why cling to the name from that life? You've already gone through four lifetimes; what needed to be severed should have been severed long ago."
Wei Jiao was silent for a moment, then said, "Since we don't know, let's think of a new name for her."
"Alright, what should we call it?"
"Her new life is also thanks to you, so why don't you make the decision?"
"Hey, hey, hey, that's not how it works. I don't know how to name people. My name was just randomly given to me by the boss."
"There's a first time for everything, and you'll be training apprentices and subordinates in the future. You'll need to help name those who don't have names yet, so why not practice now?"
Qingye rubbed his chin, pretending to think, and nodded, saying, "What you said makes sense. So what should we call it? I need to think about it carefully."
Wei Jiao didn't interrupt him, and the two of them slowly walked to the lakeside, next to Wei Jiao's newly built house.
Upon getting closer, Qingye snapped out of her reverie, looked at the courtyard before her, and exclaimed in surprise, "Did you build this house?"
"Are there any other people here?" Wei Jiao asked with a smile, quite satisfied with his reaction.
Qingye pushed open the wooden door and walked into the courtyard. This courtyard was very similar to the one in the underworld, and then he made some designs that belonged to Wei Jiao himself.
The three houses are independent of each other. The middle one is larger, while the two on the sides are smaller. The middle one has wooden walls, bamboo blinds on the bed, and a thatched roof. There are three steps in front of the door, and the interior has smooth wooden floors. There aren't many things inside, but there are some small, handcrafted ornaments everywhere.
The one on the left is a bamboo house, entirely constructed of pillars, with a foot's distance between the bottom and the ground. The one on the right is a stone house, very similar to the one Qingye saw on the shore of the East Sea.
“Tomorrow we’ll go to the East China Sea and bring everything from that house over,” Wei Jiao said as the two stood in front of the stone house.
Qingye nodded. "Why did you build three houses?"
"A house is so lonely, and after the first house was built, I found that I was quite talented, so I tried building houses with other materials."
Qingye walked to the door of the bamboo house, punched the wall with his fist, and waited for a while without it collapsing. He nodded and said, "Then I'll stay here. After we come back from the East Sea, we'll go to the market to buy some furniture."
Wei Jiao smiled and nodded. Although she had wanted to try making furniture herself, she decided to buy ready-made furniture instead.
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