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Some looked around curiously, clearly visiting the Jade Pavilion for the first time.

Fang Qiu even heard someone who shared the same thoughts as her.

Why doesn't Qunyu Pavilion have railings? What if a strong wind blows and someone falls off?

The safety measures are inadequate.

Looking at the timid and cautious young man, Fang Qiu nodded in agreement.

Clearly, besides wealthy merchants, there were also some talented and extraordinary individuals.

"Wow, everyone's taken their seats! This is my first time attending Miss Ningguang's banquet at Qunyu Pavilion. It looks like there's so much delicious food to eat!"

Paimon said somewhat excitedly.

She had barely finished speaking when Ningguang walked out of the Jade Pavilion.

"You are all my distinguished guests. May you enjoy yourselves to the fullest today."

Ningguang said calmly, "Guests who cannot drink alcohol, please substitute with beverages. Fine wine is pleasant, but it is not only fine wine that is pleasant. I believe the beautiful scenery of Qunyu Pavilion is also intoxicating. Afterwards, I have a business deal that I would like to share with you all. If anyone is interested, you can stay after the banquet to discuss it."

Everyone offered their compliments and praise.

Then a discussion ensued. Many people present knew that Yun Jin had a new play tonight, and many had come specifically for it.

As everyone discussed the matter, Fang Qiu couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation.

She had seen Yun Jin perform "Walking in the Snow" at the Heyu Teahouse before, which left a deep impression on her and allowed her to experience the charm of traditional opera for the first time.

Now, Yun Jin has been preparing for "The Goddess Splits the Temple" for a long time, so how could she not be looking forward to it?

"I can't wait!"

Paimon was also very excited.

Just as everyone was discussing this, Yun Jin went on stage.

She wore a simple theatrical costume, slowly walked onto the stage, and remained silent with her back to the crowd.

Just as Fang Qiu was looking forward to it, she noticed that Shen He was staring blankly at the stage. Although his temperament was suppressed by the red rope, Fang Qiu could still see a hint of expectation on Shen He's face.

Paimon once said that "The Goddess Splits the Temple" tells the story of Shen He's past.

Is Shen He looking forward to his own story?

Or are you expecting something else?

Just as Fang Qiu was wondering, Yun Jin on the stage moved, and the accompaniment music from below the stage started along with her movement.

"What a pity..."

As soon as the two words left his mouth, Fang Qiu felt goosebumps rise on his skin.

As soon as the word "alas" was uttered, the crowd that had been discussing the matter fell silent.

Even Paimon hovered to the side, quietly waiting for what would happen next with Yun Jin.

Then Yun Jin slowly turned around, and at the same time, she parted her lips.

"The autumn goose is broken and can never be paired again; the foolish man is obsessed with resentment and madness. It is all because of the evil god who was sacrificed and brought disaster. If it weren't for the heroine who drew her sword, everyone would have died. Mortal fate is hazy and immortal fate is overwhelming. Family is scattered and the invitation to the Crimson Mansion is gone. The red silk binds the rotten woodcutter. The wild goose's trace is far away in the snow. The crane returns but the former Huabiao is nowhere to be seen. The spider silk is futilely tied and the soul banner flutters. Cause and effect in the mortal world are vast and insignificant. It all vanishes like smoke."

The melodious yet clear and bright voice, like that of a lark, echoed continuously in the Jade Pavilion.

For a moment, Fang Qiu was completely absorbed in the conversation.

Although it was written in classical Chinese, Fang Qiu could understand the gist of it. The story was about a loving couple who one day became a monster in the village. The monster kidnapped the wife, and the husband suffered from a splitting headache and went mad. The monster told the villagers that if they wanted to live, they had to offer a child as a sacrifice. At this moment, the couple's child stepped forward. She took a sword and went to the monster's lair. After a life-or-death battle, she defeated the monster.

Exhausted, she was rescued by an immortal. Her mortal ties were severed, and she became a disciple of the immortals, remaining in the immortal realm ever since.

However, by the time she returned to her hometown, everything had changed.

Both parents have died, and the village is deserted.

In this world, no one recognizes Shen He anymore.

Cause and effect in this mortal world are fleeting, vanishing like smoke...

Hearing this, Fang Qiu looked at Shen He beside her and couldn't help but feel a little sorry for him.

It turns out that Shen He has such a sad past...

However, Shen He is truly brave; at such a young age, he dares to fight against monsters...

Fang Qiu looked at Shen He, but found that Shen He's expression was still somewhat complicated.

Before Fang Qiu could speak, she realized the opera wasn't over yet, and Yun Jin chuckled and said:

"The Goddess Splitting the Temple should be nearing its end here, but today, I will add another stroke and sing it to you all!"

As the chilling word "listen" rang out, Shen He's story began a new chapter.

"Highbrow music may not be unknown; there will always be kindred spirits and elegant lyrics. The red-tasseled sword flutters like a shooting star, pointing straight at the raging tide to wash the sea clean."

"When the crane returned, it had no one to rely on in the vast world and left alone. Today we meet again, with new and old friends filling the hall and gathering together at this moment."

As the opera ended, Ying and Shenhe raised their teacups when they saw Yun Jin's gaze fall upon them, and Paimeng even waved to Yun Jin on the stage.

Fang Qiu and Hu Tao also raised their teacups together.

Fang Qiu had just raised her teacup when she saw Shen He's lips curl into a smile.

Seeing this, Fang Qiu couldn't help but smile.

Yes, it's all in the past.

Shen He now has them by his side.

No longer are we adrift in the vast world, but rather surrounded by new and old friends, gathered together at this moment.

"Although the story is quite different from Shen He's, Yun Jin sang it so well that I got goosebumps."

Paimon picked up the teacup with both hands, took a sip, and said with some excitement.

"There's a difference?"

Fang Qiu asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Uh... I'm sorry, Shen He, I let it slip."

Paimon was taken aback, then looked at Shen He apologetically.

"It's alright."

Shen He shook his head and then told Fang Qiu the whole story in another version.

It turns out that Shen He was not as brave as in the story. She did it voluntarily. Her mother was affected by the demon's aura and was seriously ill and dying. Her father was also affected by the demon and fell into a demonic state. In order to save his mother, he sacrificed her to the demon.

A few days ago, in order to find what Qunyu Pavilion needed, they went to the village where Shen He used to live.

It was also learned that after sending Shen He into the monster cave, her father was filled with remorse and committed suicide...

As Shen He recounted the past word by word, seemingly without any emotion, and recalling the story Yun Jin had just sung, Fang Qiu couldn't help but feel a lump in her throat, and tears streamed down her cheeks.

It turns out, that little girl wasn't so brave after all...

Shen He's parents were also pitiful. They loved each other so much, but they were separated by demons, and then they were bewitched by demons, and in the end they even lost their own daughter...

Shen He's past is just too heartbreaking...

She really wanted to give Shen He a hug...

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P.S.: Sorry I'm late. The scene of the Goddess Splitting the Moon was truly awe-inspiring. I wanted to try my best to capture that feeling in writing, but my writing skills are ultimately limited.

Then I wrote a lot of stories from the original work, but to make up for it, I also added some words, which roughly canceled each other out.

There will be more updates later.

Chapter 231 Fang Qiu's New Book

"Alright, alright, let's have a good time at this banquet, cheers!"

Paimon raised his teacup and said.

"cheers."

Everyone raised their glasses, and Fang Qiu was no exception. She wiped away her tears and raised her teacup.

"Ding."

With a crisp sound, a little tea spilled out.

The past is gone like smoke; there's no need to trouble yourself with it.

Before long, Yun Jin arrived at their table.

"How was my singing? Not bad, right?"

Yun Jin smiled faintly.

"It sounds so beautiful! It's simply heavenly!"

Paimon said excitedly.

After Yun Jin sat down, the food was served quickly.

There was a wide variety of food available, and it was extremely luxurious.

After several rounds of meals, many businessmen stayed behind to discuss cooperation.

They bid farewell to Ningguang and returned to Liyue Harbor.

With his feet firmly on the ground, Fang Qiu finally felt much more at ease.

Upon returning to Liyue Harbor, the Traveler and Paimon departed, saying they had matters to attend to.

Yun Jin also left with them.

Hu Tao followed Fang Qiu and Shen He back to the rented room. After chatting for a while, Hu Tao left happily with the ghost story novel that Thomas had brought her.

After chatting for a while, Shen He took the first volume of "The Legend of Sword and Fairy 1", sat down on the edge of the bed, and quietly began to read it.

Fang Qiu sat on the bouncy bomb and took out letters from Ayaka Kamisato, Yoshimiya Naganohara, and that guy Thomas.