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The night was cold in the forest as night fell. Chaxianyu and Xie Xiaolou laid on the simple bamboo bed, looking at the sky window as the moonlight shone down, and started to chat.

What are you going to do in the future?

Chaxianyu folded her arms, her eyes staring at the square of starry sky above without blinking, as though she was in a trance.

Didn't you ever think of returning to Qingdu?

Think about it. No reply. The short-haired girl with the straw in her mouth crossed her legs, her eyes staring at the transparent pillar of moonlight. Her slovenly appearance made her reaction extremely fast, and she had previously tried to bring Archie into the city with her, hoping that he would be able to make use of his ability to control the fire. Today, you have witnessed the reaction of the commoners after seeing the giants. The fact was, Archie had been attacked by an arrow and had almost been killed by it … As expected, my thoughts were too naive.

They actually held expectations for those people that even their companions could not tolerate. Xie Xiaolou recalled the day she was kicked out, something in her eyes had been extinguished.

Chaxianyu was suddenly a little angry. How could this city be like this?! She was completely baffled! Xie Xiaolou laughed, there was a reason why Ming Qing valued appearances so much.

She cleared her throat and pretended to be a teacher. She clutched her throat and spoke in a low, muffled voice. Listen carefully — the closest place to the banquet was the Western Regions. In the history of the Gangster Country and the Jidao Country, they were both famous foreign kingdoms. At that time, they commanded the scattered tribes in the surrounding areas, and they were all part of it. The past, ruled by blond, blue-eyed, heavyset foreigners, the psychology of being tamed and led by generations of people, had been ingrained. So, we all admire the barbarian in this piece, imitating... Follow... In addition, there had been many people who had entered the capital from the north. Their descendants relied on their beauty and had a smooth path ahead of them. They would be conferred the title of marquis and become the powerhouses of the capital … It also confirmed the worship of the appearance of the barbarian.

However … Xie Xiaolou clenched her fists tightly. Even so, the feast that was happening just now was not that harsh on the city. Ever since the Prefect had arrived, everything had been thrown into disarray. While he was talking about reform, he issued a series of proclamations to compete with the brute force. The atmosphere that discriminated against one's looks intensified, and in order to compete with brute force, there used to be a trend in the city to create humans by borrowing one's abdomen.

Chaxianyu's expression had long turned gloomy as she gritted her teeth and said, "Ah, I saw it with my own eyes." It was ridiculous to ignore basic human common sense in order to give birth to a beautiful child!

That bastard Prefect." Xie Xiaolou sat up, her pale, thin face filled with indignation. Relying on her status and influence, she spent her days and nights enjoying herself. She didn't even know how many concubines she had married! She looked like a pig head, yet she was preaching about beauties. She really wanted to ask the Emperor what the Emperor thought of the miasma of a city with such a perfect appearance! Why would such a person be granted an official position? Xie Xiaolou was furious. What do you think, a ponytail?

Chaxianyu broke out in a cold sweat, laughed coyly, and … That's right, how could the emperor be so confused? Pretending to be thirsty, she went to look for a teacup as if nothing had happened.

Xie Xiaolou suddenly changed the subject and turned to look at her. Oh right, I still haven't asked you where you came from and where you're going.

Are those three good-looking men your friends? I don't think so... Not going to be... Xie Xiaolou covered her face with her hands, pretending to be shocked. Your male pet?

Puff -! Chaxianyu spat out a mouthful of cold tea and coughed continuously. She turned around with a face full of resentment, and … Do you think I can afford to hire their master...

Xie Xiaolou laughed, that's true! With your shriveled body, you wouldn't be able to afford it even if you had the money... Chaxianyu raised her eyebrows. What did you say? "Who is shriveled?!" "I haven't developed it yet!" As they spoke, the two of them scratched each other under the armpits and laughed in the bed.

In fact, your hair looks good. Exhausted, the two girls lay on their backs, panting heavily. The small skylight above their heads seemed to be floating down sequins, with a faint glow of fine dust falling on their noses and faces.

Hm? Chaxianyu squinted her eyes, still smiling. What did you say?

Xie Xiaolou raised an arm, and lightly touched Chaxianyu's hair a few times with her fingers. So dark, so bright. Her voice was soft, her movements careful, my mother's hair... Like your hair, like the night when you can't see the road... Little by little, the fireflies lit up like they were in the dark … Even though she always said that she was ugly and let me down so that I couldn't live like other kids … But I never blamed her for a moment.

My mother had long, dark, fragrant hair. It was the deepest memory I had of her as a child. At that time, I felt that my gentle mother was so beautiful... His mother, who was seriously combing her hair, was so beautiful … But why did no one accept this kind of beauty? Xie Xiaolou was a little hesitant. She used her fingertips to slowly caress Chaxianyu's hair, and it was not known when her eyes were filled with tears. With tears in her eyes, she said she was sorry. She was too ugly, so she wasn't a good mother.

What was the definition of a good mother? Was it enough as long as she was good-looking? I don't understand, but I don't think so. The ugly girl said, it's not like that, it's not like that … It's not like that.

Chaxianyu did not speak, she quietly extended her hand, and tightly held Xie Xiaolou's cold hands.

I don't know what kind of person is a good mother.

Chaxianyu and Xie Xiaolou were lying down hand in hand, they stared at the dark blue sky for a long time, where the crows' cries could be heard from time to time. Covered in wetness and loneliness, they knocked on the window loudly.

Everything was quiet as they breathed in and out. It was as if all sorts of things in the world were far away from him.

— I'm still on my way to find her.

Seemingly sensing something with his soul, the man in black who was rummaging through the roof of a dilapidated temple in Diao Qing City suddenly stopped. He raised his head and looked at the small window on the side that was tightly shut, reflecting the scene outside. Under the moonlight, the distant forest was like an inverted bow, cold and verdant.

It seemed that he had to move faster. When Luo Rongji heard the old abbot's footsteps coming from downstairs, his scarlet eyes narrowed into a dangerous arc. Damn it, there isn't any painting of the Vermillion Bird Queen Mother here either, don't tell me … Did the Old Ancestor really hide in that place?

Who was the thief in the Scripture Pavilion? Hurry up and show yourself to this old monk!

Bang! With a loud bang, the door of the secret room on the roof was smashed open by a few burly monks. An old monk wearing a cassock quickly walked in. It seemed that Amitabha had left already.

Under the moonlight, many old bookshelves covered in dust and cobwebs were flipped over like they had experienced a storm. Yellow scriptures and ancient books were scattered all over the place. A thick book was open on the desk, and the windows were open.

The entire loft had obviously been rummaged through by someone, but no fingerprints were left behind.