Good teachers and honest friends
Besides being slow-witted, Benben, who was reborn, is forever stuck in his childhood size.
"Then does that mean I'll never grow taller?" Benben said dejectedly, his ears drooping.
"You can think of it this way: if you don't grow tall, then you'll never get old," she comforted him, crying.
That's right, Benben agrees wholeheartedly. "Then I can live to be a hundred years old."
"But what's the point if I'm all alone?"
At this point, Benben sighed.
The grief and sorrow intensified.
Ever since Wenqing forgot about him, he has been unable to get close to her. He finally made some progress, but then got angry with her again over some trivial matters.
The two lonely figures looked at each other, unsure who was more pitiful.
The two sighed and lamented in the attic.
However, he had already come up with a plan and wrote a letter to Wenqing. He wanted Benben to deliver the letter for him.
"Why do I have to go?" Benben pointed to himself, always making him run errands.
"My silly boy, in the entire Demon Palace, you and I are the only friends. I can only feel at ease entrusting you with my life." Crying and wailing, he bent over and placed his hands on Benben's shoulders, his words earnest.
Benben pouted and asked bluntly, "Can't you just deliver it yourself?"
He was so overcome with grief that he couldn't choke on his tears and couldn't utter a single word.
Seeing his hesitant manner, Benben was furious. "Just say what you want to say directly. Why are you hiding like this?"
The master is like this, and so is the Moon Fairy.
"You silly goose, if you deliver this message for me, I'll treat you to grilled fish."
"make a deal."
Upon hearing about delicious food, Benben's eyes lit up immediately, and he readily agreed.
He snatched the letter from his hand, stuffed it into his pocket, and walked away nonchalantly.
She watched his retreating figure with tears in her eyes, hoping that the letter would be safely delivered to Wenqing's hands.
Benben, with his short legs, hopped and skipped away to another place.
After walking through a long corridor, he suddenly turned back and stared at the person perched on the wall.
"Old man?"
Master Xuantong smiled slightly, leaped up, landed steadily, and clapped his hands cleanly.
Benben calls him "Little Old Man" because they are both people who have died once, but Benben was reborn before him.
So he considered himself older than him, but because he looked like an old man, he got the nickname.
"Are you here to see the Moon Fairy?" Benben asked him, tilting his little face up.
Master Xuantong gestured for silence and pulled the person to a secluded corner.
"Silly fool, do you know where she is?"
Benben guessed it right away and joked, "You're the Moon Fairy's master, why don't you use the main entrance?"
Master Xuantong patted his head lightly, "Of course I did, but when you people from the Demon Palace saw me brandishing swords and spears, I got shot in the butt."
"Ah, are you alright?" Benben got up to check on his injuries, and Master Xuantong bent over to let him see.
"It's alright, I've pulled it out."
There was no bleeding, so it shouldn't be serious.
Benben was relieved. He was going to deliver a message anyway, so he might as well go along the way.
"The Moon Fairy is talking with her master in the room."
The True Immortal Xuantong beside him stopped, looking embarrassed. As far as he knew, his beloved disciple and Xiao Rongyan were already a celestial couple.
Then Benben said the two were in the room, and if we went there now, what if we heard something...?
It makes me feel embarrassed just thinking about it.
After pondering this deeply, Master Xuantong picked up Benben and headed elsewhere.
"I suddenly remembered that the Demon Palace is quite beautiful, but I haven't had a chance to see it properly yet. Why don't you show me around?"
Benben was held by the back of his collar, his feet off the ground, swaying back and forth in mid-air.
"I still have to deliver a letter."
If we delay, we won't be able to eat grilled fish.
Ignoring Benben's resistance, Master Xuantong walked further and further away.
On the way, I dragged him around aimlessly.
Benben explained helplessly, "This is where prisoners are held."
"It's dangerous here, my master won't let me go."
An old man and a child swayed and staggered into a garden in the Demon Palace. Benben pointed to a person hanging upside down on a big tree with their eyes closed.
"He is my friend, his name is Blood-Clad Silkworm."
Xuan Tong glanced at him briefly, then Benben silently waved to the Blood-Clad Silkworm who was taking a nap, and left.
After about half an hour, having explored the entire area, Master Xuantong finally followed Benben to find the person.
It was in front of a sleeping palace, with guards and maids on duty at the main gate.
With Benben leading the way, they successfully entered the inner courtyard.
Benben shouted from outside to let everyone know before entering the room.
At this moment, Rong Yan was talking to Lin Yueyao in the room when Benben went in, claiming that he wanted to find Wenqing.
Lin Yueyao announced her destination, and Benben ran off without stopping.
Master Xuantong entered the room and cleared his throat.
The two people inside turned around, and Lin Yueyao exclaimed with delight, "Master!"
Rong Yan and Lin Yueyao exchanged an awkward glance, then greeted each other in unison and called out "Master."
Master Xuantong walked to the table with his hands behind his back and sat down. He looked the two of them over and raised an eyebrow, saying, "You've been standing here for half a day, and you haven't even poured your master a cup of tea."
The tea was getting a little cold, and Lin Yueyao immediately said, "Hurry up and go."
Rong Yan, holding the teapot, got up and went out.
The wise and composed Master Xuantong watched his beloved disciple train people like dogs, knowing he would suffer the consequences in the future.
After Rong Yan left, Master Xuantong changed his usual stern and arrogant demeanor and casually spread his legs.
"What brings you here, sir?" Lin Yueyao sat down on the edge of the table.
"Of course I miss you all." Master Xuantong was moved. Although many things happened after his death, when he woke up, he found that the people and things around him had changed drastically. It was impossible not to feel a sense of loss in his heart.
He had always thought that Song Qingyun would be his beloved disciple's destined partner, but he never expected that Rong Yan would beat him to it.
"Speaking of which, you haven't returned since I woke up. Have you had an auspicious date chosen? When are you planning to hold the wedding banquet?"
Lin Yueyao said slowly, "We just had a fight about this, and neither of us wanted it to become public knowledge."
"He should give you a proper title, right? Does he want to take advantage of you?" Master Xuantong was furious and about to hit him.
Having gone through so much, Lin Yueyao has become more composed. "This was an agreement between him and me. As for where I live, I wanted to come back, but he wouldn't allow it."
"He's trying to control you. You're my disciple. Does he dare to act recklessly without my permission?"
"Don't be angry, sir, lest you ruin your health." Lin Yueyao stood up and patted his back. Master Xuantong recovered and said irritably, "Silly girl, what do I have to worry about? You should think about yourself too."
“I’ve thought about it. He doesn’t want me to go back to the sect because he’s afraid of conflicts among fellow disciples.” Lin Yueyao massaged his shoulders. “The Misty Sect is my home, the place where I grew up. With Master here, there’s nothing to be afraid of.”
Master Xuantong nodded with satisfaction, "That's true."
"But don't be afraid. If he dares to make things difficult for you in the future, just tell your master, and your master will back you up."
Lin Yueyao was deeply moved and her eyes welled up with tears.
Master Xuantong's purpose in coming here was not simple. Rong Yan brought a pot of hot tea and entered the room, only to find Master Xuantong alone.
He was about to speak when Master Xuantong stared at him with icy eyes and said, "Kneel down."
Rong Yan felt ashamed and obediently knelt on the ground.
"You brat, of all people you could like, how dare you even think about Yue'er?" Master Xuantong scolded immediately. "I've picked out so many men for her, and all of that has been wasted because of your interference."
Rong Yan laughed shamelessly, "So what if you, sir, have taken a liking to her? It all depends on whether Senior Sister likes her or not."
"You think so highly of yourself, so certain that she likes you?" Master Xuantong asked rhetorically.
"I can't guarantee it, but I've given her my body, so she has no choice but to accept it."
Master Xuantong was infuriated by his words, "This is truly infuriating!"
"How could you say such shameless and vulgar things?!"
"Does Master want to hear more?" Rong Yan asked shamelessly.
Master Xuantong was so angry that he trembled and suddenly stood up, his bottom leaving the stool.
"How come I never saw you as such a shameless wretch?" Xuan Tong threatened to beat him up. Seeing him dressed in a robe and crown, looking all respectable, he was ready to curse and hit him.
He summoned his flying sword and slammed it against Rong Yan's back. Rong Yan groaned, enduring the pain.
"You brat, you're acting innocent after getting the benefit."
Rong Yan said ingratiatingly, "As long as Master is not angry, I will let Master do as he pleases."
Master Xuantong snorted coldly, and decided not to fight. If he injured his beloved disciple, his disciple would become estranged from him.
Rong Yan knelt on the ground, his former dissolute demeanor gone, and solemnly said, "Master, I was wrong about what happened before."
"As for my beloved student, it's not appropriate for me to say anything to you." Love between two people is a matter of mutual consent, and as his teacher, he shouldn't interfere. However, since this involves the right path, there are some things that shouldn't be hidden.
“But you shouldn’t have kept it from me, much less from your senior sister. You know what kind of person Yue’er is.” Master Xuantong sat down, not letting him get up. “If you had been honest and open with yourself and hadn’t concealed your identity, how could you have caused all this trouble today?”
Rong Yan lowered his eyes and remained silent. If only he had known this would happen, he wouldn't have knelt here listening to being lectured.
"Alright, alright, let's not talk about this anymore."
"Master, don't you resent me?" He looked up suddenly, realizing that he was the one who had killed his master.
"Who can escape death? It's just a matter of time." Master Xuantong realized that those who have died once are more prone to sentimentality.
Then, as if nothing had happened, he said, "But having you as my disciple is quite prestigious."
Master Xuantong helped him up and looked him over in his magnificent robes. “Not bad, you look much more imposing.”
"You can't bully others just because you're powerful. If you dare to bully Yue'er, I will hold you accountable."
"This disciple dares not presume, for she is in charge of everything at home."
"That's right."
After everything was explained, Rong Yan invited him to stay for dinner, but Master Xuantong quickly declined.
He came here for three reasons: first, to see them; second, for his spiritual root; and third, for Song Qingyun and Lingfang.
Rong Yan returned the well-preserved spiritual root to him.
As for the two people who were imprisoned, Lin Yueyao was arguing about the matter before Xuan Tong Zhenren arrived.
Song Qingyun was her senior brother, and Lin Yueyao let her go. Rong Yan, however, was unwilling to set Lingfang free.
The reason is that Lingfang is vicious and ruthless, and if she is let go, she might plot revenge behind the scenes.
Lin Yueyao knew that her senior brother wouldn't leave if she didn't want to release Lingfang.
The situation became completely hopeless.
Upon hearing this, Xuan Tong said, "I understand what Yue'er means. You can rest assured now that you've released the two of them and I'll take them back."
They can't stay locked up forever; it's not like they're staying for dinner.
After thinking about it, Rong Yan agreed, since his master had intervened.
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