With the help of Ningyu and Ningshuang, the list was completed. When Qinghe checked it, he found the names of Ruxing and Lingyun among the names.
Ningyu looked at Qinghe's gaze and explained, "Senior Sister Ruxing's cultivation is actually quite good, but her talent is a bit lacking, and her personality is a bit... so she has never entered the Land of Life and Death before; as for Senior Sister Lingyun, you know her relationship with the Grand Tutor, so it's necessary to include her."
Qinghe understood what they were saying, so she didn't object at all. She glanced at the other names, most of which she didn't recognize, so she stopped worrying about them, rolled up the paper, and headed towards the main hall.
The two sisters, Ningyu and Ningshuang, followed her closely all the way until they stopped in front of the main hall.
Watching Senior Sister Jiyue enter the main hall, Ningyu nervously clenched her hands and said, "I don't know if it will work. This is my first time participating in a major decision-making event. It must not fail."
Ning Shuang looked at her speechlessly, "Don't worry, with Senior Sister Ji Yue here, it will definitely work out."
Despite saying that, she was actually very nervous, anxiously looking in the direction of the main hall, constantly praying in her heart that she would succeed.
When Qinghe came out, she saw that the two of them were staring at her strangely, as if they wanted to drill a hole in her face.
Qinghe frowned and shouted, "What are you looking at!"
Ningyu asked expectantly, "Senior Sister, did it work?"
Qinghe: "Of course."
Ning Shuang breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest in satisfaction. Ning Yu almost jumped up and shouted, but Ning Shuang held her down.
Qinghe raised an eyebrow. It seemed this meant they didn't trust her. She felt her efficiency and ability were being challenged like never before.
But I still want to thank them properly.
Qinghe: "You did a great job. I'll treat you to a meal since we have some free time today."
Ningyu and Ningshuang exchanged a glance: "Yay!"
...
The town at the foot of Qingshan Mountain was not big and there weren't many people. Qinghe randomly found a tavern, found a quiet spot, and instructed the waiter to wait for the food to be served.
Ningyu sat opposite her, playing a chopstick game with great interest, while Ningshuang watched her quietly with doting eyes.
Qinghe found the two sisters interesting; one was active and the other was quiet, and they even looked somewhat alike. Could they be biological sisters?
Despite her thoughts, Qinghe had no intention of asking about other people's private affairs. She tapped the table lightly with her fingertips, rested her chin on her hand, and looked at the scenery outside.
The sky was a bit gloomy; it might rain in a little while.
Before the dishes arrived, Qinghe stood up and said to the two of them, "You wait here, I'll go out and buy a few umbrellas."
The two nodded obediently.
After walking for a while, they finally found a stall selling umbrellas. Qinghe stood in front of the stall and picked one up at random. The exquisite oil-paper umbrella was decorated with intricate patterns, and the light blue one was especially beautiful.
A voice came from across the umbrella: "How's everything going?"
The oil-paper umbrella obscured their faces, so neither could see the other. Qinghe, however, did not move the umbrella away. In this position, he whispered, "You can rest assured about my handling of the matter."
"That's good." Li Jiang said, "Don't worry about Ji Yue, just focus on gathering information at Fusheng Pavilion."
Qinghe fiddled with the umbrella handle: "Of course I'm not worried. If you can't even handle this little thing, wouldn't you be ashamed of the reputation of Qingyun Sect?"
Li Jiang: "..." Although it sounded a bit unpleasant, what she said made a lot of sense.
Through the umbrella, Qinghe chuckled softly, then turned to the umbrella seller and said, "I'll take these three."
When they returned to the tavern, the food was already served. Qinghe casually put down his umbrella and prepared to eat.
Although the dishes weren't fancy, they tasted pretty good. Qinghe habitually reached out with his left hand to touch the table, but couldn't find the familiar wine glass. He frowned and called out to the waiter, "Waiter, bring me a pot of wine."
Ningyu and Ningshuang looked at Qinghe in surprise upon hearing the sound.
"Senior sister, you can drink alcohol?"
They assumed that someone like Senior Sister Jiyue, who cared so much about her icy beauty image, wouldn't drink alcohol, and couldn't help but sigh once again: "You can't judge a book by its cover."
Qinghe said earnestly, "Life is short, and wine is a good medicine to cure bitterness. If we come into this world and don't get drunk, wouldn't it be a pity?"
Qinghe earnestly tried to persuade Ningyu and Ningshuang, getting more and more excited as she spoke. The two naive girls were convinced by her endless twisted logic and immediately ordered the waiter to bring several jars of fine wine, intending to try all the good medicine and not leave until they were drunk.
Although the wine was clear and refreshing, it was spicy. Upon first tasting it, Ningyu and Ningshuang coughed a few times because of the spiciness. However, when they saw Senior Sister Jiyue drink a large cup without changing her expression, she poured a second cup. Perhaps she felt that the cup was too small and not enough to satisfy her, so she threw the cup aside and picked up the wine jar, chugging down more than half of it. In no time, the wine jar was empty.
Under the dark, grayish-blue sky, watching Senior Sister Jiyue drink with such overwhelming momentum, Ningyu immediately felt a surge of powerful energy within her, a boundless sense of pride and invincibility.
The wine in the glass no longer seems to be wine, but rather the carefree youth that has passed away, gradually fading away in the long river of time. Everything from the past has turned into bitter tears that are condensed in this small bowl of wine. As long as you drink it, you can completely let go of your past self and start a brand new life.
She looked sadly at the wine in her glass, her eyes brimming with tears. These tears contained emotion—excitement, resentment, and indignation—but more than anything, a sense of relief and remembrance, a remembrance of her past self and a welcome to the new future.
She slowly closed her eyes, letting the tears fall. Her hand holding the glass trembled slightly. She tilted her head back and drank the wine in one gulp.
At that moment, she vaguely saw the legendary god walking towards her; at that moment, she felt an unprecedented sense of ease and joy; at that moment, she felt as if she had been redeemed.
This scene left Qinghe speechless.
Are you sure this girl is mentally sound?
"Is she alright?"
Ning Shuang seemed used to it and said indifferently, "It's nothing, I just cried from the spiciness of the alcohol." As she spoke, she took out a handkerchief and wiped Ning Yu's face haphazardly a few times before continuing to drink.
Qinghe couldn't help but give Ning Shuang a thumbs up in his heart. Being with someone like that every day and not being driven crazy shows how strong her willpower is.
Anyway, she's not going to do it. Either we don't go crazy, or we go crazy together. That's what you call sharing the good times and the bad.
As evening approached, and after a satisfying meal, it began to drizzle outside.
Although Ning Shuang was simple-minded, she had many ideas and was more meticulous than Ning Yu. She only drank a small cup from beginning to end and kept her mind clear.
As for Qinghe, needless to say, his years of drinking experience have almost honed his ability to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. Even after drinking several jars of wine, his eyes remain clear and his body stands as straight as a pine tree.
So of the three, only Ningyu was completely drunk, staggering around and muttering to herself.
"Chicken leg...I want to eat more chicken leg..."
Ning Shuang supported her, coaxing her as they walked: "Okay, okay, we'll have chicken legs when we get back, you can eat your fill."
Qinghe held an umbrella for them, while he cast a water-repelling spell to protect himself.
Hearing Ning Shuang gently coaxing Ning Yu, she chuckled and said, "You two have such a good relationship."
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