I am the old, fiery-faced man from the senior department.

"Sigh, why do you have to put it away? It's very nice."

The year reluctantly lets go of the daylight.

She hadn't seen enough before the daytime was put away.

"Since elder sister wants to see, then let's take a good look."

Bai Zhou placed his hand on Nian's hand again, and the water ripples reappeared.

"Sigh, I suddenly don't want to watch anymore."

Despite saying that, Nian held Bai Zhou's hand tightly, her eyes carefully examining the details of the water ripples.

"Are these little white lines waves? And are the little dots fish scales? Oh, they can even swim! It's actually real!"

"Wow, that's awesome! I want a tattoo like that too."

Having seen the ripples on the water during the day, and then looking at my own tattoos, I always feel like I've already lost.

"Why doesn't my tattoo move?"

Dejected, Nian collapsed into Bai Zhou's arms, still clutching his hand tightly in the last moment before she closed her eyes.

"I'm going to sleep now, don't disturb me."

After finding a comfortable spot to lie down and whispering some words of advice for the day, Nian happily prepared to drift off to sleep.

Sweet dreams, sister.

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Sweet dreams...

How long has it been since she had a truly good dream?

"Ninth Brother, you've worked hard in this battle."

In that past dream, a person whose appearance was indistinct spoke to her, seemingly thanking her.

"With your weapons and armor, the casualty rate of our soldiers has dropped by 40%. It is a great blessing for us that you are willing to join this war."

I remember that year.

This is the guy who's good at training troops and setting up formations.

They were in a tent, with sparks flashing in front of them—a stove that was burning brightly.

The air smelled pleasantly of pine wood, piled up in the stove, its body consumed by the flames, but the heat it released dispelled the chill seeping in from outside.

It should be the coldest period of winter at this time.

Even in the dead of winter, there are still battles... Can't the wars stop?

"Oh, right."

The man was about to leave when he remembered something and turned back.

"After we recapture the North, we plan to continue our march and head straight for the lair of those old devils."

"I'll need your help with the armor and weapons later on."

"I understand."

Even now, I still remember what she looked like at that moment.

Back then, she was very thin... no, she wasn't as open-minded as she is now, so compared to who she is now, she was quite taciturn back then.

Having recently enjoyed a period of peace, and then witnessed such cruelty and bloodshed, she could not understand what those who started the war were thinking.

"Regardless of their thoughts, we must and will utterly crush them. Anyone who dares to invade should be prepared to have their spine broken."

The guy pulled out his gun.

"Take your gear, Ninth Brother. We're about to enter the fray."

"nature."

As a blacksmith, there's nothing wrong with using the weapons he forges to kill people, right?

"How can we relinquish the power of life and death so easily?"

She couldn't remember the specifics of the war anymore, but she still remembered how horrific the meat grinder with its millions of corpses was.

Fortunately, the number of their soldiers killed was far fewer than that of the enemy.

"Our weapons are sharper than theirs, our armor is stronger than theirs, and our will is stronger than theirs."

That guy was praising her indirectly.

"Alright, the war is over. We can go home now."

The blacksmith returned to her hometown, but she could no longer forge ordinary utensils.

A blacksmith stained with blood and who has killed living beings can only forge hoes and sickles to kill.

"Ninth Brother, you still need more time to adapt."

"Go out and explore, look around, there's bound to be a place where you can open your heart and get back on your feet."

And so, she began her "wandering".

Wandering around and interacting with all sorts of people, she gradually learned to pretend.

How to hide one's delicate emotions, how to pretend to be a carefree and cheerful person.

It worked very well; even her siblings almost believed that this was just how she was supposed to be.

After wandering around for a long time, sometimes when she felt tired, she would find a place to hide and take a nap, and then continue to see the world after she woke up.

This tactic had always worked, until this time. The seasoned veteran stumbled on his own specialty.

"People, like objects, have different qualities."

This is something I've always believed in.

So, who possesses a purity as noble as the sun? Who dares to sacrifice themselves to save the world? And who can win the favor of so many immortals?

That's right, it's him, Ah Xi!

She had to admit that when she first met the kid and heard his story, she was already captivated by him.

"This kid has potential!"

Just like an otaku seeing their favorite character's figurine. As an old blacksmith, Nian set his sights on it.

Excuses like "I'm keeping an eye on things for my sister" or "I need a tour guide to help her travel the world" are all just that—excuses.

The real purpose and true idea of ​​the year is to shape the fine material of daylight into its own form.

Whether it's erecting a tripod, relieving sorrow and worries, or pouring out one's heart, it's all part of the casting process.

Polish it little by little, shape it little by little.

Now, the hard work is beginning to pay off.

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Returning to the Twenty-Seventh Dragon Journey

wake up.

When she opened her eyes, she saw a familiar face.

This is good.

Nian really liked looking at him like that.

She could see his eyes from here, and vaguely see the many changes in his gaze.

Ah, with those slightly raised eyebrows, he must be thinking about some strange job again.

Work, work, all this idiot is thinking about is how to get to the next meridian point faster. It's so boring.

The only thing he thinks about that isn't related to the Great Yan Dynasty is Ben Shiyi.

"Sister, how did you sleep?"

Oh, at least you noticed she was awake in time. That's not bad.

Nian shook her head and sat up from his lap.

"My body feels a little numb. It's definitely better to sleep lying down."

Rubbing his shoulders, Nian added another sentence.

"But Xiaobai's arms are very warm. Although my body feels numb, it's really comfortable to lean against them."

"If you like it, that's good."

Seeing that nothing was happening that year, Bai Zhou continued to focus his attention on controlling his power.

The power of a mountain and a river converges in one body, creating immense force, but due to the unfavorable environment, Bai Zhou cannot know the extent to which he can achieve his full potential.

I'd guess it's something like splitting mountains and cracking the earth.

"What are we having for dinner tonight, Little White? More fish?"

As dusk fell, the setting sun painted the river surface golden.

I'm already craving fish tonight.

"Yes, tonight, let's make a fish soup for my sister."

As Bai Zhan raised his hand, a large fish leaped out of the water and offered itself up.

"Wow! That's an amazing ability!"

Seeing fish being delivered to his door with a simple lift of his wrist during the day, Nian instantly realized the greatest use of this ability.

"I won't have to worry about not having good food anymore. Hehehe."

Wiping away non-existent drool from the corners of his mouth, Nian sat cross-legged, waiting for Bai Zhou to finish preparing the dishes.

Kill the fish, remove its scales and guts, remove the bones, and place it in a jar with seasonings. Simmer over low heat.

"Sister, could you please hang the light out for me? To prevent it from colliding with a boat at night."