In the early morning, the glaring sunlight shone into the room, waking up those who were fast asleep in bed.
Zhong Muyu rubbed her sleepy eyes, and when she saw the unfamiliar room, she sat up abruptly.
Before me was another room, a bamboo house with a simple wooden bed, wardrobe, and desk, full of the atmosphere of daily life.
Zhong Muyu felt that her recent experiences were comparable to time travel, as she woke up in a different room every time.
She threw back the covers and got out of bed, only to find that her clothes had been changed and her belongings were neatly placed on the bedside table.
At this moment, Zhong Muyu had only one thought: Who am I? Where am I?
Just then, the door opened gently, and Zhong Muyu looked warily in that direction, only to see a girl about her age peeking out.
Seeing that she was awake, the girl looked very happy: "Master was right, you really are awake!"
Owner?
Zhong Muyu looked puzzled, then saw the girl walk over: "Now that you're awake, hurry up and wash up. We've prepared some food outside. You haven't eaten for a day and a night, you must be very hungry."
"Where...uh...am I?"
She needs to figure out the situation first.
The girl smiled and said, "Master knows you have many questions. He said he will tell you everything after you have washed up and eaten."
Zhong Muyu had no choice but to follow her. The girl was very skillful and even styled her hair into a nice bun.
"Master said I'll be serving you for a while. My name is Wenjiao. What's yours?"
"Zhong Muyu".
"It sounds like a name that a wealthy family would give it. Let's get along well from now on."
Wenjiao has a very cheerful personality. Zhong Muyu always felt that she was different from the other maids she had seen before. She was very independent and self-reliant, not timid and submissive, and it was very comfortable to get along with her.
Leaving the small bamboo house, Zhong Muyu discovered a beautiful mountain landscape outside, with a path paved with pebbles and various rare plants and flowers growing around it.
The place to eat was under a big tree, but it wasn't empty; there were three women about the same age as Wenjiao.
Upon seeing Zhong Muyu, they greeted her warmly.
"Is this the person the master brought back last night? She's so beautiful and has such an air of nobility."
"Our master said she's no ordinary person, she's very capable. It seems we have another friend now!"
"..."
Wenjiao interrupted their chatter: "Alright, alright, Miss Zhong is different from us. Stop thinking about those things and hurry up and serve her to eat."
Zhong Muyu quickly replied, "I don't need anyone to serve me meals."
"Don't we need to? I've heard that ladies and young women from wealthy families are served by a large group of people when they eat. Although there are only four of us, we should have enough servants, right?"
Zhong Muyu's face darkened: "It's not that exaggerated, everyone is just eating normally."
Wen Jiao smiled and said, "Really? I don't know about these things. Anyway, just eat quickly, and call us if you need anything."
Zhong Muyu sat at the stone table, where a finely sliced roasted chicken, stir-fried vegetables, and a bowl of congee were laid out, looking very tempting.
The cook was quite skilled, and seeing that she was enjoying her meal, Wenjiao asked, "Miss Zhong, is this food to your liking?"
"Mmm! It's delicious. Who made it?"
"This was made by our master. Our master is very skilled. Everyone who has eaten his cooking praises his culinary skills."
"It really is good..."
Zhong Muyu gave a vague reply, but her mind was full of questions. There were so many maids here, yet it was still the master who cooked.
After they had eaten and drunk their fill, the four girls led her to a cave.
Zhong Muyu asked uncertainly, "Your master lives here?"
One of the girls said, "Yes, our master usually cultivates here..."
Wenjiao quickly interrupted her: "What are you saying? The master just thinks this place is quiet and suitable for cultivating one's mind and body."
"Yes, yes, yes! Cultivating one's character and temperament!"
Zhong Muyu looked at them suspiciously, feeling that they were hiding something.
Wen Jiao left the three people outside and then led Zhong Muyu into the cave.
The cave was very spacious. After walking a short distance, a wooden door appeared in front of us.
Upon opening the door, a figure in crimson robes stood with his hands behind his back. Wen Jiao bowed and said, "Master, Miss Zhong has arrived."
"Yes, thank you for your hard work. You may leave now."
That sound...
Zhong Muyu narrowed her eyes slightly. Before she lost consciousness last night, she remembered seeing a familiar face.
When the person turned around, it directly confirmed Zhong Muyu's guess.
"You! Chi Xuanzhu? How is it you?"
The most unlikely person to save her turned out to be the one who saved her.
Moreover, this Chi Xuanzhu was different from the one she had seen before. The previous Chi Xuanzhu always wore a blue robe, had a gentle temperament, and looked like a frail scholar.
But the man before her, with his crimson robe embroidered with gold thread and trimmed with white fur, a purple-gold crown inlaid with gemstones, a jade pendant hanging from his waist, and gold-threaded shoes, was dazzling enough to blind her.
Hmm... could it just be that they look alike?
Just as Zhong Muyu was hesitating about what to say, the other person walked towards her: "It's me. Are you alright? I'm sorry to see you like this, but I can explain!"
It really is just one person!
"You, you really are Chi Xuanzhu, aren't you?"
"It really is me."
Upon closer inspection, Zhong Muyu realized that they were indeed exactly the same, both in appearance and eyes.
Speaking of which, he had a red cinnabar mark on his forehead, which reminded Zhong Muyu of the immortals she had seen in ancient paintings.
Adding a halo behind the head would make it look even more like a halo.
Zhong Muyu looked him over again: "Then with your clothes and those maids, could it be that you're not only a schoolteacher, but also a hidden big shot in the martial arts world?"
Upon hearing this, Chi Xuanzhu smiled and said, "I am not a martial arts practitioner, but as for being a teacher, that is indeed just a hobby of mine."
Chi Xuanzhu gestured for her to sit down. As soon as Zhong Muyu's bottom touched the chair, the teapot flew up by itself and poured water into the teacup in front of her.
Zhong Muyu was so frightened that she stood up again.
"You, you, you!"
There were no threads, it wasn't magic, though she didn't want to think of it that way, but it really did feel like magic from a story.
"Don't be afraid, sit down."
Chi Xuanzhu reassured her to sit down again.
"Okay, I'm not scared. Now you can tell me who you are, right?"
"Okay, but before that, I want you to hear a story, and don't be afraid."
"I'm not scared as long as you don't scare me. I'm not that timid."
"Alright then."
Chi Xuanzhu conjured a whisk from who-knows-where, flicked it into the air, and instantly the cave was filled with mist.
"Zhong Muyu, do you remember when I told you that there were clues to the matter of the mountain god?"
Zhong Muyu nodded: "I remember."
"All things have a spirit. When people's faith reaches a certain level, God will rely on life and exist in the world..."
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