Tian Yuan

More than 20 years passed in just a blink of an eye for Chen Qingyuan.

But for Miss Miao, a mortal, this time is equivalent to one-third of her life, which is very long.

"I have been to many places, traveled around the country, and did some small business to support myself. This time I passed through Yucheng and came to pay back the money. It took me a long time, so I hope you can forgive me, young lady."

Chen Qingyuan made up a story, telling where he had been and what beautiful scenery he had encountered.

I just asked a little girl to bring the purse over.

If Miss Miao still remembers, she will come out to meet him; if she doesn't remember, Chen Qingyuan will save himself some trouble and can secretly protect her life and end this worldly cause and effect.

"Why should I blame you? The money was originally given to you. After so many years, you still remember to come back and visit. You have a conscience."

Miss Miao listened with great interest, as if she were there herself, seeing many sceneries she had never seen before, and her eyes were gentle.

"Is the young lady still running the inn alone?"

Chen Qingyuan changed the topic.

"I can't help it. I am destined to work hard in this life and never enjoy happiness."

Miss Miao sighed softly.

"After so many years, Miss, you haven't got married yet?"

Before coming, Chen Qingyuan did not deliberately inquire about Miss Miao's life trajectory. They just smiled and talked about the past when they met.

"I have high standards, and I look down on everyone."

When talking about this, Miss Miao seemed to have returned to her youth, with a proud tone. However, under this mask of pride, there is an unknown vulnerability that no one can confide in.

"Young lady is naturally beautiful. Even at the age of knowing the destiny, her appearance is still the same, not inferior to those girls who are seventeen or eighteen years old."

Chen Qingyuan smiled and flattered him.

"You're so sweet-mouthed, you must have hooked up with a lot of girls over the years!"

Miss Miao took a sip of wine and snorted softly. She appeared casual on the surface, but the strings deep in her heart were tense and she didn't want to hear a certain result.

"I'm pretty lucky. I met someone who understands me, got married, and have a family with many children and grandchildren."

How could Chen Qingyuan not see the affection hidden in Miss Miao's eyes? For this reason, he could only make up a lie to cut off her thoughts and end this bond in the world of mortals.

When Miss Miao heard this, the smile on her lips froze for a moment, her eyes flickered slightly, and a hint of disappointment flashed across her. For a short moment, she concealed her emotions and revealed an unnatural smile: "Then your life is not bad!"

"Just getting by."

Chen Qingyuan was eating and drinking.

"Tell me about your family."

At his advanced age, it was normal for Chen Qingyuan to have his own family, and Miss Miao quickly accepted it.

"That year I left Miaofu Inn..."

Next, Chen Qingyuan told a bunch of improvised stories.

Sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, everything.

Chen Qingyuan, who has rich experience, can easily make up a life journey full of details without any flaws. At least Miss Miao believes it and does not find anything unusual.

After chatting for a long time, night fell.

The two of them seemed to have returned to more than 20 years ago, when they often sat at this table and could turn around and see the bright moonlight and night view through this window.

"Miss, I still have a lot of things to do, so I have to leave tomorrow."

After three rounds of drinks, Chen Qingyuan turned the topic to business.

"So anxious."

Miss Miao was slightly startled.

"Well, time waits for no one."

Chen Qingyuan nodded in answer.

“Will you come back here?”

After a long silence, Miss Miao asked.

"probably not."

Chen Qingyuan answered seriously.

"Then this will be our last meeting." Miss Miao forced a smile and tried to remain calm: "I'll bring two more jugs of wine, and we'll get drunk."

"If you drink so much and can't get up tomorrow, aren't you worried that the guys won't be able to work well?"

Chen Qingyuan joked.

"I've been around for so many years and I've never been drunk. If I really get drunk tonight, I'll just take it as a day off and have a good rest for a day!"

Being able to open an inn in Yucheng, occupy a place there, and manage a large number of people, it goes without saying that Miss Miao can drink a lot.

"Okay, I'll stay with you till the end."

Chen Qingyuan agreed.

So, Miss Miao went to the wine cellar, came back quickly with four jars of fine wine, and placed them on the table: "I'll get more after you finish drinking."

The two began to drink and talk about the past.

Slowly, the drunkenness came over me and my eyes became blurry.

"Miss, have you ever thought about another life?"

Chen Qingyuan stated his real purpose.

If Miss Miao intends to embark on the path of spiritual practice and start a new chapter in her life, Chen Qingyuan will arrange a smooth road for her, and she will not encounter any life-threatening dangers along the way and will live a free and easy life.

"What do you mean?"

Miss Miao didn't quite understand.

"I have traveled around the world over the years and encountered many strange people and things. I have also seen the immortal masters recorded in the storybooks." Chen Qingyuan explained in detail: "This world is very big, far beyond our imagination. Miss, do you want to become an immortal master, fly into the sky and hide in the ground, travel through the sea of ​​stars, and enjoy a life of ten thousand years?"

"Master, are you troubled?"

Ms. Miao did not give a direct answer, but raised questions.

"This... definitely exists."

Chen Qingyuan nodded and replied seriously.

"Is there anything that the Immortal Master cannot do?"

Miss Miao supported her head with one hand, her cheeks slightly flushed, and asked again.

"Have."

Chen Qingyuan couldn't help but think of the girl in red who was trapped in the Jinxue restricted area.

"An immortal master has his own worries and things he cannot do, so why should I become an immortal master?" Miss Miao didn't care about the so-called immortal master at all, and immediately expressed her thoughts: "If I were a mortal, I would only need to look after this inn and deal with some trivial matters every day. If I become an immortal master, my worries will only increase, and there will be many things that cannot be solved."

"If you think so, it seems so."

Chen Qingyuan said in a deep voice.

"Except for a longer life span, there's nothing special about it." Miss Miao complained: "I feel very tired after living for decades. If I live longer, I will definitely go crazy. It's boring."

As they chatted, Miss Miao drank so much wine that she fell asleep on the table.

Chen Qingyuan, who seemed to be very drunk, suddenly had clear eyes and was full of energy. He looked at the sleeping Miss Miao in front of him and said to himself: "Since you have no intention of becoming a Taoist, you can't force it. In the years to come, I will protect you from the pain of illness and the oppression of power. You can live the rest of your life in peace and stability."

Chen Qingyuan stood up and walked to the counter, took out paper and ink, and wrote a letter.

After writing, he placed the letter next to Miss Miao.