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Chapter 248 The Eternal Moon, A Fleeting Glimpse

Chen Xu held the mouse in his arms and sighed softly.

Under the moonlight, he used up all five "bulldozer talismans," and a long and wide road replaced the original narrow and dangerous mountain path.

The soft moonlight spilled over the village and onto the road.

The narrow path connects to the main road, and then a wide-open space appears ahead.

At the intersection of the two main roads stands a boundary marker: Langxi!

It turns out that once you cross this rugged mountain road, Langxi County is just ahead.

After passing through Langxi County, we will leave Yunjiang Prefecture and enter Qinglin Prefecture.

There may still be mountains on the other side of the mountain, but as long as there is a road, the other side of the mountain can also be a vast and boundless world, full of romance and beauty.

Chen Xu waved goodbye to the tray ghost, who was still howling and full of reluctance.

The tray ghost cried out in a chaotic voice, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I don't want to leave! Please let me stay a little longer!"
Although my magical power is weak and I am not as clever as my two demon brothers, I do know some ghost magic!

"I still have hands and feet, and I'm carrying this nemesis of mine. He and I are one soul, and he's also at your command..."

The "enemy" it refers to is a short, clumsy, and simple-minded fellow.

Unfortunately, Chen Xu still ignored its pleas. He simply flicked a few more cinnabar pills into the tray ghost's mouth, and the barrier between the underworld and the human world opened silently once again.

The tray ghost and the short ghost screamed as they tumbled into it.

The moment the barrier between the two worlds closed, the tray ghost's reluctant cries abruptly ceased:

"Your Majesty! My loyalty to you is as clear as the sun and moon. Even if you no longer need my service, I will forever await your summons in the underworld..."

boom--

The netherworld and the mortal realm are separated by a silent barrier.

Everything seemed to return to tranquility; the little hedgehog had returned.

The hedgehog's face was rosy red, but its eyes were full of vibrant joy.

When Wei Yuan saw the little mouse being held in Chen Xu's arms, he was immediately startled and asked, "Brother Chen, what happened to Brother Mouse?"

Chen Xu gently stroked the mouse's back, slowly releasing his literary energy to dispel the illness within it, while simultaneously nourishing the mouse's body with his own literary energy.

“Ah’s body is weak; she can’t withstand even the slightest use of her magic,” Chen Xu said softly.

To be honest, he didn't actually have a good way to cure the mouse's disease, because the mouse was so weak because it was actually affected by the Ninth Master in its belly.

The situation with Ninth Master was even more complicated; Chen Xu didn't even know how to separate Ninth Master from the mouse's belly.

All he can do right now is try his best to improve his literary skills, wait for the provincial examination, and at the same time try to acquire as many literary materials as possible through various channels.

Perhaps some special spiritual material will appear someday, solving the problem of the two rat demons in one fell swoop.

In the darkness, Chen Xu led Ashi and Wei Yuan across the boundary marker and headed towards dawn.

He traveled with the wind at great speed, and soon he could see the outline of Langxi County in the distance.

However, Chen Xu did not choose to enter the city, but instead found a large tree with a thick canopy in a forest not far from the city.

He lightly leaped to the treetop and lay down in the moonlight, between heaven and earth.

Two little demons accompanied him, but Ah Shi returned to his spirit pouch and fell asleep.

Wei Yuan was used to sleeping in caves and underground, so this was the first time he had slept in a treetop. He found it novel and interesting, and said to Chen Xu:
“Brother Chen, the moonlight on the treetops is so bright, it seems like the whole sky is filled with moonlight.”

Chen Xu took out the Drunken Spirit Wine and invited Wei Yuan to drink with him. Suddenly inspired, he recited a long poem with a smile:

"When did the moon first appear in the clear sky? I pause my cup to ask that question."

Man cannot reach the bright moon, yet the moon follows man as it travels.

"As bright as a flying mirror over the crimson palace, the green mist dissipates and the clear light shines forth..."

As he recited the poem, Wei Yuan hurriedly took out paper and pen from his book box. The little hedgehog eagerly pushed the paper and pen into Chen Xu's hands, urging him, "Brother Chen, such a good poem must be written down, written down!"

Chen Xu laughed and took the paper and pen.

He reclined on a treetop, holding a brush in one hand, while the snow-white Xuan paper seemed to be manipulated by a divine hand, standing in mid-air before him.

Chen Xu dipped his brush in thick ink and wrote the piece in one stroke.

The brushstrokes are unrestrained, like a celestial river cascading down.

Under the moonlight, a wisp of smoke rose, along with the sound of a little hedgehog reciting poetry, echoing across the entire dark sky.

"The people of today do not see the moon of ancient times, but the moon of today once shone on the people of ancient times."

People of the past and people of today are like flowing water, all gazing at the same bright moon.

"I only wish that when we sing and drink, the moonlight will forever shine in our golden goblets..."

As the recitation ended, the little hedgehog seemed to be struck by lightning, its entire demonic body trembling as if electrocuted.

It was so excited that it never imagined that it would witness the birth of such a poem under such moonlight.

Chen Xu seemed to have written it from the heart, yet it also seemed to have been written unintentionally.

Yet, with just a few casual strokes, he managed to capture the essence of the eternal moon and the melancholy of the past and present.

How could such brushwork exist in the world?
"The moon of today is not the moon of old, yet the moon of today once shone on the people of old..."

Wei Yuan murmured repeatedly, wishing he could shout loudly, yet fearing his voice would be too abrupt and disturb the bright moon and the person reclining under its light.

It has so many emotions it wants to express, but at this moment it has to try its best to suppress them, unable to vent them.

What Wei Yuan didn't know was that at the very moment Chen Xu put down his brush and the poem was completed, several pairs of eyes in Langxi County also looked up and saw the smoke under the moonlight.

Among them was Ning Siyu, a talented scholar from Linchuan Prefecture.

Ning Siyu's ancestral home was Linchuan, but he actually came from a prominent family in Yujing.

Because he was born weak and could not withstand the infighting and power struggles among the wealthy young men in the capital, he returned to his hometown two years ago to recuperate.

He was just waiting to pass the provincial examination this time, gain official rank and fame, solidify his literary foundation, strengthen his physical strength, and then return to the capital in glory to wipe away his previous shame.

Ning Siyu came from Linchuan Prefecture, passing through Yunjiang Prefecture, originally intending to survey the Tiannan Road water system again before the provincial examination.

He intended to write a book called "The Water Classic of the Southern Tiannan" so that he could become famous throughout the world and even be listed on the Xuanbang list without ever becoming a scholar.

Such lofty thoughts are not to be shared with outsiders; only one or two close attendants know of them.

However, Ning Siyu still carried immense pressure deep in her heart, to the point that she would toss and turn at night, unable to fall asleep.

He stayed overnight in Langxi County and gazed at the moon from the window of the inn.

But when I looked up, I saw a wisp of green smoke rising into the sky in the distance.

The wisp of smoke rose slowly and steadily at first, but when it reached mid-air, it suddenly became agile and nimble, like a green dragon emerging from a mountain.

Its magnificent momentum is like a crisscrossing river.

Upon seeing this, Ning Siyu was suddenly alarmed. He immediately took a step forward and stuck a wind-shaped character to his body.

He leaped onto the roof, making a soft clicking sound.

The night watchman, hearing the commotion, immediately reacted and asked in surprise, "Young master, what are you doing?"

Ning Siyu did not answer, but simply took out a short whistle and blew it softly.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, a golden eagle with a wingspan of over ten feet swooped down from the sky.

(End of this chapter)