Chapter 482

First time getting married, no experience.

Didn't know how to dilute the wine or take shallow sips, Pan Zi got drunk from the toasts.

After the noon banquet, he lay down in the room.

Pan Zi's parents, who were also Li Zhuiyuan's uncle and aunt, not only busied themselves with the relatives playing cards but also joined in themselves.

The bride carried a basin into the room to help Pan Zi wipe his face, and the mother-in-law and father-in-law also followed into the room to lend a hand in serving their drunk son-in-law.

This was just a small, harmless detail, but it couldn't be helped that it permeated the entire life.

The woman's family lived right next to the machinery factory in Xingren Town; it was most convenient for Pan Zi to live at the woman's family while working at the factory, which could save the trouble of commuting back and forth from Shinan Town morning and night.

In addition, Xingren Town was closer to the city, and the various facility conditions were better than Shinan Town; it would be more appropriate for the children to stay in Xingren Town for school in the future.

Therefore, apart from being cautious at the beginning during the matchmaking contact, the woman's family elders were all kinds of considerate and warm after the two young people established a relationship; they didn't mention any conditions when discussing marriage, and didn't have the slightest intention of making things difficult.

The uncle and aunt were also very proud, telling people that their son was capable.

Li Sanjiang laughed at the dinner table at home that these two guys were just "stupid donkeys who love to bray."

People had quietly taken this "half-son" into their family as a "full son," gaining both face and substance.

The fact was, every time Pan Zi came back, he would first head straight to the grandparents who had raised him since he was little, and the things issued by the factory and the gifts bought after he received his salary were all sent to Li Weihan and Cui Guiying's side first.

As for his own biological parents, he just maintained basic politeness, doing what was necessary, but anyway, it had nothing to do with intimacy.

Pan Zi also knew the nature of his parents; if he really brought his wife back to live at home for a long time, then he could just wait for them to fight every day.

The noon banquet dishes were very sumptuous.

In the past, if the village wanted to have a banquet of this grade, it would have to be when Big Hu Zi's old mother died.

From this, one could also see the development and changes in recent years; very few of the younger generation in the village were full-time farmers at home; basically, they would choose to enter the factory, and even if the factory was far from home, it was still a distance that a bicycle could pedal.

Locals living in it couldn't perceive the difference, and the children in the local countryside also took their parents leaving home in the morning and coming home at night as normal; it was very hard to understand the mood of parents who could only see their children during festivals while carrying big bags and small bags back home.

Of course, nothing was absolute, and it wasn't that there were no left-behind children; Li Zhuiyuan could count as one.

It was customary during the banquet that the remaining large bottles of drinks on the table would be contracted by the children at the table to take home.

Originally, the drinks on this table should have been undertaken by Benben.

But Benben had a mother at home who was very strict in life.

In the end, the remaining small half-bottle of drink on the table was held in A Li's arms.

Fields, sunshine, a small river, and a girl holding a large drink bottle following him formed a warm and beautiful picture.

He wasn't in a hurry to go home, but instead found a haystack and lay down on it side-by-side with A Li.

The dry grass, sun-baked like a spiritual medicine, emitted a clear fragrance that made people feel calm and peaceful.

There were many things to do next on hand, such as opening a tutoring class for his partners, going to the Long Wang's ancestral house, going to Qiongya, and further away, there was the next wave.

But at this moment, Li Zhuiyuan decided to put it down for now; no matter how urgent, it wasn't urgent for this half-day. He wanted to lie here with the girl and bask in the sun.

The youth now understood the sentence Tan Wenbin said when he was in high school:

"The comic book on the night before the final exam is the best to read!"

Big Hu Zi's house.

Everyone in the house had gone to the banquet.

Even Old Man Tian had gone, but he didn't sit at the same table as Li Zhuiyuan and the others; instead, he sat at a table with Liu Jinxia and even helped save a seat so that Li Juxiang could be seated in time after picking up Cuicui from school, eating the first batch without delaying the child's afternoon school.

Logically speaking, when there was no one at home, Xiao Yingying didn't need to cook; after all, she wasn't human.

But according to the youth's instructions, she still made a relatively sumptuous meal and placed it on the offering table.

Walking away to get busy for a while, and then returning, the wine in the wine jar had turned into water, while the dishes and rice on the offering table had disappeared.

Deep in the peach forest.

Sister Hua picked food for Luo Xiaoyu, and Luo Xiaoyu, while shoveling rice, stared at the formation diagram laid out on the damaged chessboard in front of him.

The fragrance of peach blossoms, the fragrance of the formation, and the fragrance of the food made his face as ruddy as the surrounding environment.

For him, this place was simply heaven.

No need to deliberately hide his clumsiness in the sect, enduring the disdain and slight of his peers and elders; no need to be entangled in the unwillingness and stuffiness of youth on the river; here, he found true freedom and relaxation.

Su Luo walked over carrying a basket.

Three meals a day, the one offering was Xiao Yingying, and the one bringing it over was Su Luo.

He placed a pot of peach blossom brew here.

After Su Luo left, Luo Xiaoyu picked up the wine pot, hesitating whether to drink it.

Drinking wine easily delayed the formation layout in the afternoon.

But this wine was surprisingly fragrant like a crime.

"Senior allowed me to stay in this peach forest."

Luo Xiaoyu picked up the cup and poured it for himself.

His alcohol tolerance was already poor, and this wine had even more kick; even Chen Xiyuan, who could open a domain to drain wine, would get drunk, let alone a formation master with an ordinary constitution like him.

"Hehehe, hehehe, hahaha..."

Luo Xiaoyu leaned against a peach tree, the drunkenness rising to his head, giggling foolishly.

By the water pool in the distance, Qing'an was also drinking, using Luo Xiaoyu's laughter as a side dish.

A silly roe deer is a silly roe deer.

Back then, they were a group of silly roe deer.

Qing'an had no sense of substitution for Tan Wenbin, Runsheng, and the others, because they were all raised by the youth's planning and improvement.

The Wei Zhengdao of those years wouldn't do such things.

Because Wei Zhengdao had no shortcomings; even if he encountered an opponent he couldn't beat, like Chen Yunhai, it was just a lack of a little time to smooth it out.

Taking a step back, Chen Yunhai, this kind of extreme individual case, was just someone he couldn't beat in a one-on-one fight at that time; wanting to kill him... was actually very simple.

Li Zhuiyuan had once tried to substitute himself into the mentality of Wei Zhengdao seeking Qing'an and these people to worship him back then, and summarized it as—stamp collecting.

With Wei Zhengdao's talent and ability, he absolutely had no problem walking the river alone; finding a group of partners to surround himself wasn't to solve realistic difficulties, but purely to pursue looking good and pleasing to the eye.

Letting a batch of geniuses of the same era who possessed absolute Long Wang competitiveness worship him as the Long Wang and call him "boss" was enough to satisfy a certain perverse hobby in the bottom of Wei Zhengdao's heart.

When their group was together, there was no survival pressure, no performance pressure, and they were all conquered by the boss, losing their ambition early, so their walking the river and stepping on waves truly became a spring outing on the river.

A group of people were carefree, stopping to either chant poems and paint, or play the zither and sing loudly; so-called romanticism was nothing more than this.

Therefore, the martial arts world of that generation, the Long Wang was silent, yet exceptionally clean, not just because of Wei Zhengdao's unique way of dealing with evil spirits.

Just like Runsheng at this time, after eating good things, the inferior ones were no longer interesting to eat and couldn't be improved anymore.

Then Wei Zhengdao, except for some evil spirits that weren't easy to kill and he was too lazy to believe in the wisdom of later generations, would eat them into his stomach to help the righteous path digest; he wouldn't be like a glutton, looking for crooked melons and cracked dates to eat all over the martial arts world.

The essential reason for the "fault" miracle of that generation of the martial arts world was because that generation of the martial arts world eventually produced more than one "Long Wang."

This group of Dragon Kings had the reality but not the name.

Therefore, that generation of the martial arts world had never heard of a Long Wang Order.

But when chaotic phenomena and evil disasters were about to emerge, Dragon Kings of other periods needed to mobilize the martial arts world to assist them in suppression, while they could... notify each other.

These faces and evil spirits of Qing'an were the products of their group suppressing a generation of the martial arts world.

Su Luo sat down at the small table, helped Qing'an pour wine, and also poured a cup for himself, holding it in his hand.

He discovered that not only could that person entering the peach forest make Qing'an happy in a few words, but that person casually throwing people in could also make Qing'an's mood change for the better.

Su Luo believed that Qing'an also knew this point, knowing that person was just coaxing him, but Qing'an just liked this feeling and also longed to relive this feeling.

Outside the peach forest, Benben, who had eaten the noon banquet, was carried back by Sun Daozhang to the small desk outside the peach forest to continue teaching.

For this grandson-in-law, Sun Daozhang simply couldn't put him down; if it weren't for knowing that the dead person represented the will of the peach forest, he would really have even snatched the job of sleeping with him at night.

Anyway, the child's parents were busy having a second child every night and had no time to bring the child.

It was a pity that this was ultimately the sphere of influence of the Long Wang gate.

He could get the opportunity to teach his grandson-in-law here, which was also exchanged by burying pits, soaking in pools, and experiencing ten thousand hardships; being able to stay here was already not easy, and he couldn't act recklessly again.

Otherwise, he really wanted to let his family send his little granddaughter over, let the two children go to class together, and make a childhood sweetheart.

Benben held a writing brush, drew the positions of several circles on the map, and connected them into lines.

Sun Daozhang glanced at it, joy appearing on his face: "Good, very good, you can play with the dog for half an hour."

Benben happily called Xiao Hei, flipped onto the dog, rushed into the peach forest, and galloped wildly on the dog.

He wasn't afraid of the person under the peach forest; he only knew that the peach blossoms here would only be gentle to him.

Looking at the child who was happily darting back and forth in front of him.

Qing'an sipped his wine and said to Su Luo:

"In the future, in the morning, let that Daoist teach; in the afternoon, anyway, that person in the forest is half-drunk, throw the child to him to teach; at night, send him back to the room to look at paintings.

Tell her, just say I said it, don't do any once a week or twice a week; unfold the paintings for me every night."

"Yes."

Morning teaching basics, afternoon teaching advanced, night supplementary professional courses.

"Bang."

Benben fell off Xiao Hei, sat on the ground with his butt, staring with his eyes, mouth open, the sky had collapsed.

Li Zhuiyuan had a beautiful nap in the haystack.

When he woke up, A Li twisted open the drink bottle in her arms, took a sip herself, and then handed it to the youth to take a sip.

Then, the girl twisted the cap back on.

In the large drink bottle, only a thin layer of drink remained, but she still couldn't bear to throw it away and had to take it back to collect.

"Xiaoyuan, you are here!"

The one speaking was Yingzi.

After going to university, Yingzi was different from when she was in the village; it wasn't that she knew how to dress up, she still dressed very plainly, but that confident and overflowing temperament had been stimulated.

"Sister Yingzi."

Yingzi walked over, sat down by the haystack, and chatted with Li Zhuiyuan for a while.

The Old Li family was recognized in the village as having reading genes, but only the Old Li family knew that these genes were all in Li Lan and her son; other people in the Old Li family reading was one harder than the other.

Yingzi read until she forgot to eat and sleep, making Cui Guiying feel heartache, and with Li Zhuiyuan tutoring her, she finally relied on Zhao Yi's "stimulant" to solve the mentality problem, at the cost of a serious illness after the exam, before finally barely getting into a normal teacher's college.

Chatting and chatting, Yingzi brushed her hair, pretending to be unintentional, and asked about Zhao Yi again.

This time it was Pan Zi's wedding, she just came back from school; she didn't stay at home for a long time during the summer vacation before, but was busy doing part-time jobs. She only heard from people in the village that the Zhao family acrobatics troupe often returned to the village.

The heartbeat of youth was like a spring; even if she knew she couldn't obtain it, she would bury it deep in her heart and taste the sweetness from time to time.

Li Zhuiyuan told Yingzi that Zhao Yi was living very well with his two wives in his family, and his career was also booming; he often took his acrobatics troupe to perform in big cities, and they were in big theaters, with many celebrities coming to support them.

Yingzi: "Really good, I knew it, he would definitely be able to stand out."

After eating the evening banquet, the guests dispersed.

A Li harvested another large drink bottle, and Li Zhuiyuan helped her hold one.

Li Sanjiang drank some wine and led the two children home.

Lighting a cigarette, looking around to see no one, Li Sanjiang said happily:

"Haha, these days pass really fast. Today Pan Zi got married, but this kid getting caught from the police station for watching porn in town feels like it was yesterday."

Walking and walking, Li Sanjiang deliberately stopped, letting the two children walk in front, while he followed behind.

Looking at the figures of the two children in front, Li Sanjiang sucked on this cigarette, tasting it more and more.

Returning home, A Li entered the east room.

Liu Yumei combed and washed her granddaughter with a smile.

Thinking back then, A Li would only sit in the room, stepping on the threshold, sitting for a whole day; now her granddaughter could follow her out to eat the banquet.

Looking at her granddaughter in the mirror, she felt that there must be a day in the future when she could hear her granddaughter speak and call her "Grandma."

Although she felt that the first sentence her granddaughter said would likely not be to her, it didn't matter; she didn't eat this vinegar.

A Li took out the red envelope and handed it to Liu Yumei.

Liu Yumei dismantled the red envelope; money was sandwiched with money, there were two pens, representing two groups of people put together; one pen was the money given by Xiaoyuan's grandparents for the first visit, and the other pen was given by Pan Zi.

"A Li, Grandma will record this money for you; you have to return the gift in the future."

A Li nodded.

Liu Yumei found a gift book inlaid with dragon patterns and gold edges, placed the red envelope and the not-so-much money inside on the offering table, and recorded this human favor in front of the ancestors.

After writing, she picked it up and blew on it, and specifically waved it toward the spirit tablets on the offering table:

"Hey, don't be idle either, help check and check."

Unknowingly, these days were getting more and more promising.

In the past, Liu Yumei thought about how to maintain this family as much as possible; if it failed, let it fail, just seeking a decent failure.

Now, when she leaves one day and goes below, she will not only continue to pinch Qin Old Dog's ears and count his bullying of her to her heart's content, but even the ancestors will have to smile at her!

Outside the door, Tan Wenbin's voice came:

"Old lady, the Mu family will arrive at dawn tomorrow."

"I know."

"What etiquette should be used to entertain the Mu family?"

The Mu family's relationship with the Long Long Wang Liu in history was unusual; this relationship, which was close to that of a family retainer, certainly couldn't use the way of treating Feng Xionglin and Luo Xiaoyu.

Because Feng Xionglin and Luo Xiaoyu were conquered by Brother Xiaoyuan personally, unrelated to the family sects behind them, while the Mu family represented the entire Mu Family Village.

"You don't need to worry about this; they know it themselves."

"Okay, old lady. I packed some crabs at the banquet tonight; they were all untouched. Do you want to eat some?"

The room was quiet for a while, and then a voice came:

"Bring it in."

The room door was pushed open; Tan Wenbin not only held crabs in his hand but also a vinegar dish, which also contained ginger shreds.

Without the old lady's instruction, he took the liberty to place these on the offering table and poured a cup of yellow wine for the old lady; he knew the old lady must be in the mood to chat and show off with the ancestors tonight.

As a staff member, the master of ceremonies ate with his own family in the end; he didn't collect money, so he was stuffed with a lot of food by Li Weihan's side and brought it back.

Tan Wenbin: "Old lady, do you want the eight crab tools?"

Liu Yumei rolled her eyes at Tan Wenbin.

"Next time there is such a thing, you can call me."

Tan Wenbin: "This is my fault; it's my lack of consideration. Don't worry, if there is such a thing again, I will arrange it for you and let your old sisters sit at the same table as you."

Actually, Qin Shu and Liu Yi were both called; the old lady was sitting on the dam drinking tea at that time, how could she not have heard?

It was nothing more than the old lady being too lazy to join in the fun.

Looking at the gift book placed on the offering table, Tan Wenbin also knew the reason for the change in the old lady's thinking.

Just like treating the Mu family, when the gate was declining in the past, the old lady dismissed all the forces of the two outer gates herself, just not wanting to test any human feelings when she was weak.

Now that her confidence was up, she was also willing to come into contact with human feelings; at this time, human feelings would appear more realistic.

Liu Yumei: "Tell Xiaoyuan, no need to get up early tomorrow."

Tan Wenbin: "Are you receiving them?"

Liu Yumei took off a crab leg and nodded:

"Hmm, I will."

Front river, back beach.

Clearly, crossing this river was Nantong, but her grandmother requested to stop at this time.

Grandmother said that visiting at night didn't conform to etiquette, so they would rest here until tomorrow morning and go when the sky was bright.

Regarding this, Mu Qiuying couldn't have any opinions; if it weren't for her misjudging the accent and taking her grandmother to Fuzhou first, they wouldn't have had to go around this big circle in vain.

The three of them were temporarily resting in an unoccupied fisherman's house by the river.

Besides herself and her grandmother Mu Xueci, there was one other person, and that was her little aunt, Lin Qingqing.

The little uncle was grandmother's youngest son and also the most talented person of the previous generation in Mu Family Village, but he was strongly suppressed by grandmother, not allowing him to light the lamp.

The little uncle didn't dare to disobey grandmother and didn't light the lamp without authorization, but because of this, he had a great rift with grandmother; later he left Mu Family Village and lived alone outside for more than ten years.

When he returned to the village again, the little uncle brought back a woman, Lin Qingqing.

The little uncle knelt and punished himself in the ancestral hall to repent, and the mother and son cleared up their misunderstanding; grandmother also loved this little aunt very much and kept her by her side on weekdays.

Even this time coming to Nantong to visit Old Lady Liu, grandmother also brought Lin Qingqing along, saying she wanted her to kowtow to Old Lady Liu.

Mu Qiuying didn't quite understand why grandmother wanted to do this; even if she loved this little daughter-in-law again, this move was indeed a bit too much.

Yet she still didn't have the qualification to express an opinion on this, because if it came to "excessive," her grandmother allowing her to light the lamp was what could truly be called excessive.

The Mu family and the Long Long Wang Liu had shared weal and woe in history, and several generations of Mu family ancestors had become followers of the Liu family Long Wang.

Of course, one could say that when they wanted to ask for instructions, they couldn't contact that Old Lady Liu, but this wasn't a reason.

Because this "asking for instructions" behavior itself was a kind of deviation.

If you dare to light the lamp to compete for the dragon, it means you think you can ignore the pressure from the Liu family on the river, you think you have a chance of winning, and you want to try.

This had nothing to do with the independent personality of Mu Family Village, because historically, Mu Family Village received the protection and resource provision of the Long Long Wang Liu, and every generation of outstanding children in Mu Family Village had the qualification to be selected and sent to the Liu family ancestral house to receive training together with the Liu family children.

Those who are kept, don't talk about any independent personality.

Therefore, Mu Qiuying knew that her grandmother coming here with her this time wasn't to visit Old Lady Liu, but to represent Mu Family Village and plead guilty to Old Lady Liu.

She, Mu Qiuying, was the culprit.

Lin Qingqing was cooking outside, and Mu Qiuying fetched a basin of hot water, carried it into the room, took off the shoes for her grandmother sitting on the chair, and served her to massage and soak her feet.

Mu Xueci smiled: "Haven't been out for too long, suddenly traveling such a long road, really somewhat unaccustomed."

Mu Qiuying: "Grandmother, this is all my fault."

Mu Xueci: "You are also a silly one, you don't listen to the accent of the main person."

Mu Qiuying: "But that person's Mandarin... is very standard."

Mu Xueci: "Forget it, forget it, this is all fate, and it's quite good; there must be others who will be summoned besides you. It's also good that we arrive late, having more time to fully accept the disposal."

Mu Qiuying: "Grandmother, how angry do you think Old Lady Liu will be?"

Mu Xueci sighed, her eyes revealing memories: "The eldest lady won't be angry. Outsiders all say the eldest lady is unreasonable, but in fact, the eldest lady is the most reasonable.

Back then, the eldest lady decided to marry Young Master Qin and give up lighting the lamp; she even persuaded me, hoping I would light the lamp myself and not delay this talent and the bitter cultivation from childhood to adulthood. She could divide the resources prepared for her to walk the river at home to me.

The eldest lady also patted my hand and said she would hint to Young Master Qin to let Young Master Qin give some care when he met me on the river."

"But grandmother, you still didn't light the lamp."

"Because grandmother was afraid." Mu Xueci bent down and brushed the hair for her granddaughter, "How you are afraid of that person is how I was afraid of the eldest lady back then... and even more afraid of Young Master Qin back then."

Mu Xueci remembered that when Young Master Qin was pursuing the eldest lady back then, the eldest lady didn't want to see him, and she, well, helped to block him.

She meticulously arranged the zither sound weather formation, but as a result, that Young Master Qin, just like a person with nothing to do, walked through all her arrangements like a leisurely stroll, walked in front of her, stuffed a jade pendant to her, and asked her in a gentle voice if the eldest lady was in the villa inside.

If the eldest lady lit the lamp, she had the confidence to assist the eldest lady to compete with this Young Master Qin, but since the eldest lady didn't light the lamp... thinking of facing Young Master Qin alone on the river after lighting the lamp, she truly didn't have the slightest bit of courage.

Without this spirit that was higher than the sky, where did this lamp still need to be lit?

Mu Xueci looked at her granddaughter and said softly: "You don't need to worry, the eldest lady won't blame you; the eldest lady is the most nostalgic. Besides, your performance didn't have any deviation, and you did what you thought you should do on the river."

Mu Qiuying: "Actually, at first, I was unwilling, but in the end, I understood the ancestors and also understood you, grandmother."

Mu Xueci: "Nothing is bad; there is only one Long Wang in each generation. Could it be that if you can't compete for the Long Wang, you won't live your life?"

Mu Qiuying: "I understand, grandmother."

Lin Qingqing carried the food in: "Mother, time to eat."

Mu Xueci: "Good, eat, remember to get up tomorrow morning and wear clothes that are more spirited, and go to see the eldest lady decently."

Lin Qingqing: "Okay, mother, you have already ordered this several times on the road."

Mu Xueci: "Hehe, going to see the eldest lady, I am both excited and happy, fearing that there will be a slip-up. That mirror, set it up; after eating, you comb my hair well. Forget it, forget it, so as not to be in a hurry in the morning, you help me dress up and change clothes later."

Lin Qingqing: "Then mother, how will you sleep tonight?"

Mu Xueci: "Where can I still sleep, not sleeping."

Lin Qingqing: "How can this be, your body is already not good."

Mu Xueci: "Qingqing, if you don't listen to me, I won't eat dinner either."

Lin Qingqing had to set up the dressing mirror and persuade the old man:

"Okay, okay, listen to you, you eat first, after eating I will dress you up and change your clothes."

Mu Xueci smiled happily.

Mu Qiuying picked up the basin, walked outside, and poured out the foot-washing water.

On the river bank, the weather was cold and the wind was strong; thinking of seeing that person again tomorrow, she felt her heart tremble even more.

"Hum!"

Mu Qiuying dodged a terrible invisible wind blade with a quick side turn.

"Grandmother, enemy attack!"

"Clatter!"

The stones all around floated up and collectively hit Mu Qiuying.

Every stone contained terrible force; after Mu Qiuying dodged it, a deep pit would be smashed behind her.

The assassin was very strong!

Mu Qiuying flashed and moved continuously, her palm waved, and the ancient zither leaning against the courtyard wall flew in front of her; the zither cloth collapsed, and she attacked by playing the zither with her fingertips.

Although she still hadn't specifically confirmed the assassin's position, she had already spread the sound waves to the surroundings to investigate.

But just at this moment, a black thick fog appeared above and dropped rapidly downward.

Mu Qiuying was not panicked, pulled the strings up: "Heaven's Net!"

The sound waves were high-spirited and crazily strangled.

Below, the ground began to sink.

Mu Qiuying covered the strings with one hand and shook downward: "Earth's Net!"

The sound waves were low and deep, like mercury pouring onto the ground, seeping downward.

She dared to walk the martial arts world alone by lighting the lamp, so naturally, she had the ability to deal with various unexpected situations alone.

However, these two counter-attack trends both hit empty space; the assassin was experienced, as if he had already seen through her moves.

Behind her, a faint aura came, sensed by the zither sound.

Mu Qiuying slid with one hand, pulled out a dagger from the ancient zither, her figure like a dragon, turned around, and slashed.

"Pa!"

Slashed empty space again.

Not good!

Three consecutive moves seen through by the opponent made Mu Qiuying feel a great crisis in her heart.

She tried her best in every move, attempting to kill the opponent so she could go to meet her grandmother in the room, so after three moves, she was obviously in a short-term lack of breath.

Just at this moment, a rich and strong murderous intent attacked from directly in front.

Mu Qiuying didn't have time to look back, but the zither sound immediately became high-pitched, and the strings all flew up, wanting to block the opponent.

It was just that the opponent's move was incomparably determined, as if all the previous false moves were preludes, just for this one hammer to settle the sound.

"Bang!"

The strings were flicked away, and the zither sound was suppressed.

Mu Qiuying could feel that the assassin's absolute strength wasn't much higher than her own; she just lost because she wasn't as seasoned as the opponent.

If she were given another chance, after this experience, she felt she wouldn't lose if she fought this assassin again.

If... there was this chance.

"Puff!"

The assassin's cold hand pierced through her chest and pinched toward her heart.

Mu Qiuying's eyes turned cold, and the scattered strings around her quickly entered her body, wanting to use her own body as the next battlefield to counter-control the assassin.

The assassin seemed to be panicked, but he reacted extremely quickly, immediately clenching his fist in her body and shaking it.

Mu Qiuying only felt her whole body's meridians violently shaken because of this; this damage was much more serious than simple external injuries.

And the assassin's hand didn't covet merit, immediately withdrawing his fist after one shake.

One by one, the strings entered Mu Qiuying's body, wrapping and protecting her.

"Plop!"

Mu Qiuying fell to the ground.

The meridians were shaken, making her temporarily lose the ability to act; she could only watch helplessly as the black shadow representing the assassin rushed into the room where her grandmother and little aunt were.

Damn it... who exactly is it... daring to... attack me here at this time...

As a Lamp-Lighter, Mu Qiuying knew how heavy the karma on her body was, but the opponent didn't even care about this.

No, the opponent seemed to care, because the opponent didn't take the opportunity to completely take her life.

But this might be because she was protected by the strings, and the opponent was too lazy to spend more effort, and the opponent's true target wasn't her, but her grandmother.

Mu Qiuying gritted her teeth, letting the strings continue to shuttle through her body, using the strings to temporarily replace her damaged meridians; this was an incomparably terrible pain, but Mu Qiuying couldn't care about it at all at this time.

She finally managed to stand up again, stumbling toward the room.

Once entering the room, Mu Qiuying's eyes were about to crack.

She saw her grandmother sitting in the chair, her entire body charred black, with residual lightning snakes still flickering across her frame.