Holding a lantern, guiding souls across, Lady Hou comes from the underworld.

A day later, two corpses were carried out of the Zeng family's tofu shop by government officials.

The neighbors, unaware of what had happened, all stood at the doorway, gossiping amongst themselves.

"How did the tofu-selling couple die?"

"I don't know, I heard they've all become dried-up corpses, covered in blood, all drained..."

"Huh? Have they found out who did it?"

"I don't know, it sounds creepy..."

"It's strange, none of you have seen Qiao Girl recently?"

I've never seen it before.

"It has indeed been quite a while since I've seen him. Could it be that he's also..."

"Don't talk nonsense. Qiao is such a good girl. Don't curse her with bad luck. She's probably just away on a long trip."

"Too."

……

As the officials and crowds dispersed, the area in front of the shop gradually returned to its usual quiet state.

A gentle breeze blew by, and a figure slowly walked to the shop, reached out to push the door open, but only slightly opened it a crack.

When the door opened, dust flew everywhere, indicating that the shop hadn't been cleaned for some time.

Xia Ximo stopped, covered his nose, glanced around with his cold gaze, and then held the Soul-Crossing Lamp in his palm.

"It's time to go."

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold wind rose from the ground, and two figures appeared in the room.

They are the ghosts of the Zeng twin sisters.

They hoped to return "home" one last time before leaving this world.

At this moment, my wish has been fulfilled, and I have no regrets.

"Thank you for your kindness, young lady."

The two sisters held hands, bowed deeply to Xia Ximo, and then flew into the lamp.

As the halo in his hand dissipated, Xia Ximo stood there stunned for a moment.

A moment later, she put away the lamp, glanced at the shop again, gently closed the door, and turned to leave.

At the intersection not far away, Ren Fengjue was waiting for her by the roadside.

"Is the matter...resolved?"

"Um."

"Master Yan is already waiting for us at the crossroads at the foot of the mountain. Let's go now."

"Um."

Xia Ximo continued to respond sparingly, and Ren Fengjue didn't seem to care at all.

However, after walking a few steps side by side, she suddenly stopped and looked him over.

It turned out that Lord Ren had changed into a well-tailored dark blue robe, which made his broad shoulders and narrow waist appear even more prominent, and his figure was as upright as the wind.

Noticing her gaze, he stopped and asked, "What is it?"

Xia Ximo said nothing, slowly withdrew his gaze, and inexplicably quickened his pace.

Since Yu Lang's body had not fully recovered from the poison, Yan Zhengchu chose the smoothest route up the mountain for this trip.

Therefore, we walked from midday until sunset before finally arriving at Yunhe Mountain.

At the mountain gate, a group of teenagers were eagerly waiting.

Upon seeing Yan Zhengchu, he was immediately overjoyed.

"Senior brother is back!"

"Great! Senior brother is back!"

As soon as someone shouted a few times, the boys immediately rushed forward, scrambling to help carry the things.

Yan Zhengchu, carrying heavy loads and covered in sweat, immediately broke into a smile upon seeing his fellow disciples.

And introduced them to their friends one by one.

As the guest of honor, Ren Fengjue did not come empty-handed. He had prepared some warm bedding and winter food at the foot of the mountain and had it delivered in advance.

Now that they have met, he instructed Ah Xia to distribute the exchanged silver coins to everyone.

Yan Zhengchu saw this and was naturally very grateful, thanking him repeatedly.

Ren Fengjue gazed at every blade of grass and tree on the mountain, his heart filled with emotion.

"I was just doing my uncle's duty, why should you thank me?"

As darkness gradually fell.

Yan Zhengchu then led everyone directly to the main hall of Yunhe Mountain.

Meanwhile, the junior apprentice in charge of meals had already prepared the food and served it to the guests.

Yu Lang was already starving, but when he heard that dinner was served, he perked up. What he saw in front of him was a large bowl of stir-fried radish and a large bowl of stir-fried cabbage.

The only meat dish was a pot of stir-fried chicken, which looked quite appetizing...

Just as he was about to pick up his chopsticks, he noticed several younger boys staring innocently at the pot of chicken, unable to look away.

Yu Shaoqing felt somewhat reluctant, so he placed the plate of stir-fried chicken directly in front of them and then picked up a piece of green vegetable with his chopsticks.

At this moment, the junior chef brought out a bowl of dark roasted sweet potatoes and a bowl of vegetables with sauce.

These scions of wealthy families from the capital were naturally quite surprised by this.

Yan Zhengchu smiled and introduced, "You definitely can't get these two things in the capital. You must try them."

As he spoke, he picked up a roasted sweet potato with his bare hands and handed it to Yu Lang, saying, "Young Master Yu, are you hungry? Try this first."

Yu Lang was initially a little disgusted, but after peeling off the outer skin and revealing the golden and sweet sweet potato flesh inside, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Seeing that he had taken a bite and seemed to enjoy it immensely, Ren Fengjue peeled one open himself and handed it to Xia Ximo next to him.

"Miss Xia, please have a taste."

Xia Ximo remained expressionless, but still took it without hesitation.

This action, of course, did not escape the eyes of the three people beside him.

Yan Zhengchu coughed lightly, suppressing a laugh, and deliberately asked A-Xia, "Would you like me to peel one for you too?"

Xia suppressed a laugh and quickly grabbed one for herself, saying, "No need, no need, I can do it myself."

Although the dinner wasn't lavish, everyone enjoyed it immensely.

After the meal, Yan Zhengchu arranged accommodations for everyone.

However, because there were not many habitable houses in Yunhe Mountain and the conditions were limited, a room was arranged for the only woman, Xia Ximo.

Yan Zhengchu then led Ren Fengjue, Yu Lang, and A Xia to his room.

Yu Lang glanced at it and clicked his tongue in amazement again.

Although there are two beds inside, they are very narrow. Even if one person sleeps in one bed, it is not easy to turn over. It would be really difficult to squeeze two people in.

Yan Zhengchu scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly and said, "Before, my two junior brothers would squeeze together to sleep, and it was warm in winter..."

Yu Lang didn't have the habit of sleeping in close quarters with others. He wanted to say something, but hesitated.

Ah Xia was quite sensible: "Young masters, each of you can sleep in your own bed tonight, there's no need to squeeze in."

Yan Zhengchu then said, "The mountain is different from the foot of the mountain. It's especially cold at night. If you don't sleep in the bed, it will be troublesome if you get frostbite."

"..."

The group of men looked at each other in bewilderment.

Ren Fengjue smiled and said, "It's alright. You all go to sleep first tonight. I still have to meet with Master Tianji, and I don't know when that will be."

When they arrived, Master Tianji was meditating in his room.

The gatekeeper disciple said that the master needed to circulate his qi and adjust his breathing for one small cycle before he could end the audience. At the very least, it would have to be after 9 PM.

Ren Fengjue was always polite, and even if he was anxious, he had to follow the rules.

Just then, a disciple knocked on the door, claiming that Master Tianji had finished his meditation.