Immortality: Starting with a grave, I'm invincible when burying corpses.

As consciousness returned, Bai Ling touched the cold floor in disbelief, then touched her equally cold back, her fierce eyes suddenly glaring at Mu An in front of the counter.

No? We've known each other for almost a year, and I've brought you food every time. I fell asleep on the floor, and you didn't even move an inch.

If you can't even carry me to bed to rest, you could at least get me a chair!

Are you really not worried at all?

In that instant, Bai Ling felt an urge to rush to Mu An, grab him by the collar, and give this heartless shopkeeper a good scolding.

The moment the dangerous thought crossed Bai Ling’s mind, she suddenly realized that Mu An was “deaf and mute” and “mentally challenged”, so no matter how fiercely she cursed, Mu An couldn’t hear her.

The tragic "truth" extinguished Bai Ling's anger that had just risen.

Yes, why bother arguing with a "patient" like this?

Ugh……

Looking down at her slightly bulging clothes, Bai Ling subtly touched them before consoling herself.

Thinking about it carefully, things are not so bad as they are now. If Mu An had really carried her into the house, her disguise as a man would have been exposed, and that would have been terrible!

Bai Ling felt that there was nothing wrong with her logic, but when she thought about how Mu An was lying on the floor while she was reading a book without moving, she felt very angry.

Filled with anger, Bai Ling jumped up from the ground, walked a few steps to Mu An, snatched the book from his hand, took out a piece of paper, and scribbled down a few large characters.

"It's absolutely rotten!"

Having done all this, Bai Ling, still furious, stormed to the shop's entrance, then abruptly stopped, turned around, and stared at the paper in Mu An's hand, as if anticipating something.

If a normal person were here, they would surely realize that the girl just wanted a way out, and that a simple apology would have been enough to resolve the issue.

But it was Mu An sitting here, and he felt that Bai Ling was sick.

He saved her life, yet she still dares to be angry with him?

Forget it, he's just a junior, there's no need to make a fuss about it.

Everyone in the Bai family has some flaws.

With this in mind, Mu An picked up the book on the table again and started reading it by herself.

Bai Ling, standing at the door, stared wide-eyed, her face filled with disbelief.

How could this person do this?

The more I think about it, the angrier I get!

Bai Ling kicked the threshold hard and disappeared in front of the shop in a few steps.

She made up her mind; she was going to take revenge on Mu An!

He didn't come to the shop for the next seven days, letting Mu'an eat those moldy steamed buns by herself!

……

After Bai Ling left the street, Mu An slowly lit the oil lamp at the table.

He didn't do anything else, but while reading, he made noises in the empty room.

"If you're not going to buy anything, don't linger in the store. It's getting dark, and the store is closing soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, four figures appeared simultaneously from different directions.

"The peony in the Hundred Flowers Manual greets its senior."

The woman at the head of the group was dressed in a palace gown with a pink peony embroidered on the upper left side of her dress.

Her distinctive attire makes her instantly recognizable as a member of the Hundred Flowers Spectrum, a ruthless "madwoman" who kills without blinking an eye.

The moment she landed, Peony bowed and greeted Mu An.

The other three members of the Spring and Autumn Pavilion also bowed immediately.

Mu An didn't look up at them; she just continued reading the book in her hands.

He kept flipping through the book while asking questions.

"Do you want to buy something?"

Her disdainful attitude, coupled with the recent events in the store, sent a chill down the spine of the palace-dressed woman codenamed Peony. She feared that she and her companions would be silenced on the spot for seeing something they shouldn't have.

Although the shop owner seemed to have no ill intentions towards his young lady, it's hard to say whether there was some conspiracy at play.

At a time when the two countries are at war, the appearance of people from the Great Ling Empire in Shuzhou City and their approach to their young lady is highly suspicious.

To make matters worse, because they didn't know the shop owner's strength or identity, only she came as a member of the Hundred Flowers Spectrum.

The shopkeeper in front of him was at least a Celestial Martial Saint, and among Celestial Martial Saints, he was one of the top-tier ones.

Four innate martial artists were utterly powerless against a master of this level.

As a newcomer who had only recently acquired her flower name, Peony had no confidence whatsoever in facing such an enemy.

At that moment, Peony's mind, which only knew how to kill, worked quickly, and she tentatively asked a question.

Do you think we should buy anything?

This time, Mu An finally raised his head.

He glanced at the four of them indifferently and said calmly.

"After selecting so many items over the past few days, it's only natural that I should buy them."

Although Mu An's tone was calm and showed no sign of anger, it still sent a chill down Shaoyao's spine.

She hurriedly took several books from the bookshelf and respectfully handed them to Mu An.

"Senior, this junior would like these books."

Mu An remained silent, simply lowering her head again to continue reading the story in her hands.

Only Peony remained standing in front of the table, unsure whether to move or not.

Just as she was wondering what to do, one of her subordinates suddenly stepped forward, placed ten taels of silver on the table, and pulled Shaoyao backward.

Mu An didn't look at them again until they left the shop.

……

On the other side, Bai Ling, walking along the road, felt that nothing looked right to her, and kicked away countless small stones along the way.

After returning home, Bai Ling ate something casually and then locked herself in her room.

She sat there in front of the small bookshelf in the room, hugging her knees, sulking to herself.

While she was angry, her fingers unconsciously slid across the bookshelf, making a sizzling sound.

After a slightly piercing "sizzle" sound, a detail that Bai Ling had not previously paid attention to suddenly flashed through her mind.

Bai Ling, her expression slightly changed, squatted in front of the bookshelf and stared at the scratches on it for a long time.

After a while, she tentatively stretched out her finger and scratched the bookshelf a couple more times. Her fingernail rubbed against the bookshelf, leaving faint marks.

As she squatted down, Bai Ling would glance at the bookshelf, then at her fingernails, and then at her clothes, a look of confusion flashing across her face.

If she remembered correctly, there were similar scratches on the bookshelves in the store when she woke up on the floor.

Isn't this a dream?

Completely baffled, Bai Ling stood up and took off her clothes to thoroughly examine herself from head to toe.

After checking herself for a long time, she still couldn't find a single scratch on her body.

"There were no wounds or bloodstains; it must have been a nightmare."

"As for the marks on the bookshelf, were they there before? Did I accidentally leave them while I was reading?"

"Could I be sleepwalking?"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! I would never be so shameful!"

……