Leng Yan turned around and saw Qin Du standing behind her. At this time, Qin Du was looking at Leng Yan.
Seeing this, Leng Yan told the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, the Empress, and the Imperial sisters and brothers beside her that she had something to discuss with Qin Du, and then she took her leave.
Leng Yan and Qin Du walked side by side on the palace road. Two palace maids were holding lanterns in front of them. As monks, their vision was hardly affected by the darkness. But they still said nothing.
The two walked along the palace road in silence. Finally, it was Qin Du who spoke first. Qin Du said, "I wonder what plans Senior Sister has for going south tomorrow?" Leng Yan said calmly, "You don't have to worry about this matter, Junior Brother. However, after I leave the capital, I would like to ask you to help look after me."
Qin Du nodded in agreement, and then the two of them fell into silence again. When they were about to reach Leng Yan's bedroom, Qin Du spoke again, but with a hint of tentativeness in his tone, "Senior Sister, about leaving the sect..."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Leng Yan, who said in a light tone: "Junior brother, I'm here." After that, he walked towards his bedroom, and the palace maid behind him immediately followed.
Qin Du watched Leng Yan's departing figure, and the words he hadn't spoken yet were stuck in his throat. Finally, Qin Du turned and walked towards his own bedroom, saying to the palace servants behind him, "Let's go back."
He understood Leng Yan's intentions. He couldn't change her decision. He had never felt so powerless before. It had been like this in his past life, and it was the same in this life. He would always be so useless. He hated himself for being like this. He just found it ridiculous.
After Leng Yan returned to the bedroom, she said to the palace maid, "Go out, I'm tired." The palace maid bowed and went out as she was told, closing the door gently when she left.
Leng Yan rubbed his forehead when he saw the palace maid leave, then sat down at the desk, picked up a pen and began to review the documents in front of him.
The documents she was reading were related to the flood in the south that she would have to deal with in the coming days.
The weather was not very good on the second day, and the sky looked a little gloomy. Leng Yan left the capital under the gaze of the Ming Emperor and many ministers.
The carriage gradually left the capital and headed for the suburbs. After a few days of travel, it arrived in the south. Leng Yan was heading to Jiangnan this time.
It was three days later when she arrived. Looking at the rain-shrouded Jiangnan before her, Leng Yan's spiritual sense reached out. Not long after, her voice could be heard from the carriage: "Let's find an inn to rest first, and we'll go in tomorrow."
The guard outside the carriage immediately responded with a "OK" and then instructed the coachman to drive away and find an inn.
They have been traveling all the way for the past three days. As a cultivator, the distance they have traveled in the past few days is nothing to Leng Yan, but those who followed her are all mortals, and the travel in the past few days is too tiring for them.
When they arrived at the inn, Leng Yan got off the carriage, but she was wearing a veil. The people she brought with her had already booked the inn. The innkeeper saw Leng Yan coming in and immediately greeted her with an extremely flattering smile.
He smiled and bowed to Leng Yan, saying, "If you need anything, please let me know." Leng Yan simply nodded slightly, then looked at the shopkeeper and asked, "How much do you know about this flood?"
The shopkeeper was stunned at first, then said, "Sir, why are you asking this? This flood is really strange. We used to have good weather every year, but this year, for some reason, it's raining so much before summer even begins. We didn't take it too seriously, thinking it would stop in a few days, but it seems to be raining endlessly. It's almost time to plant rice, and the rain hasn't stopped yet. Who wouldn't be anxious?"
"And then," the shopkeeper paused and continued, "When the rain continued for a month, the people were almost out of food. Finally, the government opened its granaries to release grain, but there was no end in sight. If it continued like this, the government's stored grain would be gone. Fortunately, the monks at Jihua Temple on the mountain organized a porridge distribution, which reduced the pressure on the government."
Then the shopkeeper looked up at the gloomy sky and sighed, "I don't know when these days will end."
Leng Yan was silent for a moment after hearing this and asked, "Do you know what the situation is like in the village now?" The shopkeeper glanced at Leng Yan and sighed again, "Many houses in the village have been washed away by the water. Even those that haven't collapsed have been flooded. Now many people have been arranged by the government to live in relatively safe places, but the number of people is increasing day by day. If this continues, there's no end in sight."
After hearing this, Leng Yan said calmly, "I understand," and then said to the people behind her, "You go in first." The guard immediately said, "Miss, no." Because Leng Yan wanted to investigate the flood in the south, she only asked the guards to call her Miss.
The guards were about to say something when Leng Yan glanced at them coldly. They felt a chill on their backs and then they bowed their heads and said respectfully, "Yes, Miss."
Leng Yan ignored them and walked out of the inn towards the village. At this moment, she heard someone calling her. Leng Yan turned around and saw the shopkeeper running out with an umbrella. The shopkeeper ran to Leng Yan and handed the umbrella to her, saying, "Take this umbrella, sir. It looks like it's going to rain again."
Leng Yan took the umbrella and thanked him. Although she didn't need the umbrella, it was a kind gesture from the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper looked at Leng Yan and smiled kindly, "We are very grateful that you came to help us solve the flood problem. We just hope that you can help us get through this difficult time." As he said that, he was about to kneel down to Leng Yan but he couldn't kneel down.
He raised his eyes to look at Leng Yan, only to see that there was still no fluctuation in Leng Yan's eyes. Leng Yan looked at the shopkeeper and said, "Shopkeeper, don't worry. Now that I'm here, I will definitely solve this flood. It's going to rain soon, shopkeeper, please go back first."
As he said this, he waved his sleeves, and the shopkeeper only felt that the surrounding scenery was constantly moving forward. When he stopped, he found that he was already standing in the inn, and at this time it began to rain heavily in the sky.
The mist rising from the rain covered Leng Yan's figure until finally Leng Yan's figure could no longer be seen.
The shopkeeper withdrew his gaze, sighed lightly, wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeves, and then walked back to the counter.
Leng Yan frowned as he looked at the rising mist around him, and then the Su Chen Sword appeared in his hand. The Su Chen Sword appeared in his hand, and Leng Yan lightly tapped the sword with his fingertips, and then the Su Chen Sword turned into a dark black fan.
Leng Yan fanned the surrounding fog with her fan, instantly dispersing it. Arriving at the village they had previously visited, Leng Yan looked at the knee-deep water before her and stepped forward without hesitation. The moment her shoes touched the water, the entire village was instantly frozen.
Originally, there was only the sound of flowing water in the village, but now there is no sound at all.
Leng Yan walked on the ice and entered the village. She spent half a quarter of an hour walking around the village and then walked out. After she left the village, she pinched her fingers together and saw that the village was covered by a blue transparent cover.
Leng Yan left the village and walked towards the inn. When she returned to the inn, the innkeeper immediately came up to her and asked, "How are you, my lord?" Leng Yan did not answer but instead asked the innkeeper, "Can you tell me where the Jihua Temple you mentioned is?"
The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment and then said, "Sir, it's raining now and Jihua Temple is on the mountain. The mountain road is difficult to walk on. Why don't we wait until tomorrow to go."
Leng Yan just shook her head and said, "No need, I'm going now." The shopkeeper pointed to a mountain in the distance and said, "Jihua Temple is on that mountain."
As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Yan disappeared from his sight.
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