There are too many female protagonists with deceased husbands in the Qin Dynasty's Past Books.

In the short few minutes it took for the chick to eat the eggshell fragments, the tiny chick grew a whole size in Jiang Mo's palm.

Its wings grew fuller and its tail feathers longer, making it exceptionally handsome.

The eaglets that had been peering in this direction seemed to sense something and immediately shrank into a corner of the nest, trembling, no longer caring about the food they hadn't finished eating.

It even used its wings to push Jiang Mo in his direction.

It looked as if it was about to pay tribute to the blue phoenix in the palm of its hand.

But the blue phoenix disdainfully turned its head away, completely ignoring the writhing worms, and with a flap of its wings, it soared into the sky, its radiance shooting straight into the heavens.

Soaring among the sea of ​​clouds, bathed in the sunlight above the clouds.

After a long while, the blue phoenix landed again, resting on Jiang Mo's shoulder, then dissipated into spiritual light and merged into Jiang Mo's body.

"The form of the phoenix is ​​truly remarkable, befitting a mythical beast."

Jiang Mo opened his eyes and muttered to himself. He tried his best to appear calm, but he couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

He suddenly stood up and, under the watchful eyes of the young eagles, leaped down from the pine tree.

This is a lone pine tree growing on the cliff face, with absolutely no foothold below to use for leaping. Jiang Mo had to put in a lot of effort to climb up here.

But now, it is rushing straight into Mother Earth's embrace with the force of gravity.

Even the young eagles, whose intelligence had not yet been awakened, seemed shocked by this reckless behavior, and they all became dumbfounded.

And accompanied by the cries of chirping, the incompetent husband…

Well, the incompetent eagle has finally returned to its nest. It peeks out at Jiang Mo, who has now become a black dot, and then tilts its head to look at its fledglings whose wings are growing stronger. There seems to be a restless look in its eyes.

It seems to be saying:

Even those without wings have jumped, why don't you give it a try?

The weightlessness of freefall did not frighten Jiang Mo; he even had the leisure to take out a map from his pocket and glance at it.

I snatched it from Liu Yi before leaving Fire Rain Manor.

Unfortunately, Jiang Mo still hasn't figured out what those crooked lines represent, but he's pretty sure they're related to the treasure of Fire Rain Manor.

If that treasure truly exists.

Holding the map in his hand and pondering, Jiang Mo seemed oblivious to the places that had already come into view, but the Cocoon-Breaking Feather Gu in his dantian was already operating at full power.

The form of the phoenix unfolds!

A slightly ethereal blue wing unfurled behind Jiang Mo, adorned with ancient and mysterious blue patterns, resembling the wings of a mythical bird.

Although he did not take off with the wind, Jiang Mo's descent transformed into a gliding motion.

This technique, akin to transforming fighting spirit into wings, is truly somewhat exaggerated.

However, this would not be surprising if placed in the context of the Qin Dynasty world.

Among the hundred birds, the black crow and the white phoenix can even transform into a flock of crows or create clones; their methods are truly unbelievable.

Let alone the fact that Jiang Mo can only glide at present.

Even if one day I were to actually ride the wind with the help of the Azure Phoenix's feathers, it might not be as effective as the methods of others.

At least we can't touch the Vermilion Bird, the mechanism of the Mohists.

Only athletes dare to be this wild, relying on sheer luck.

He didn't maintain that form for long. After descending to a safe distance, Jiang Mo retracted the wings made of silkworm silk and returned to the village in the usual way.

It's getting late, time to cook.

When the steaming hot food was served, Jiang Mo didn't have to wait long before Yan Lingji pushed open the door and walked in.

Her appearance and figure haven't changed much, but her temperament is completely different.

After returning from Fire Rain Manor, Yan Lingji's performance seemed to have earned the approval of the priest, and she has begun to temporarily assume the priest's duties.

It was no longer the witch priests of the future, but had already begun to hold real power.

Although she still wore her usual crimson robes, her hair was no longer loosely draped, but instead pinned up with six exquisite hairpins, and a fire-rain agate hung at her waist.

This was a gift from the Fire Rain Lord to her as a return gift for the divine sacrificial dance.

Although it was uncarved and could not compare to the Fire Rain Agate that Li Kai gave to Hu Yu'er, it was still quite valuable and perfectly suited Yan Lingji's temperament. It made her appear like a burning flame, noble and sacred.

It makes you want to get close, yet you dare not touch it.

But as the door closed behind her, Yan Lingji's solemn and holy expression quickly crumbled, and she returned to her lively and cheerful demeanor.

"Ugh, I'm exhausted! I really envy you, Mo, being so carefree~"

With a playful complaint, Yan Lingji sat down opposite Jiang Mo, skillfully kicking off her shoes and placing her foot on Jiang Mo's knee.

"Give me a foot massage, please~"

"Stop fooling around, it's almost time to eat."

Looking down at his fair and smooth feet, and then looking up at the steaming food, Jiang Mo decided to satisfy his appetite first.

Yan Lingji smiled slyly.

She leaned closer, her delicate lips parting to utter seductive, ambiguous words: "What, don't you want my help today?"

Chapter 56 Han Fei Falls into the Water

In the real world, in the desolate mountains and wilderness outside Xinzheng City.

"Splash!"

The surging water created a splashing sound as Jiang Mo nimbly emerged from the river, his left hand clutching a river carp with fishing line wrapped around its body.

That was a huge fish that could keep a fisherman lost for two or three days.

The king of fish, the carp king.

Its body was surprisingly large, and even though Jiang Mo used his fingers to pierce through its gills and forcefully lift it up, it was still struggling.

The fish's constantly swaying tail slapped against the water's surface, splashing waves that landed directly on Jiang Mo's face.

She has truly mastered the skill of splashing water.

Unfortunately, it was of no use.

No matter how much it struggled, it could not escape from Jiang Mo's merciless iron grip. However, its amazing vitality made Jiang Mo feel somewhat impressed.

If the legendary Fish King is this powerful,

That farmer who inherited his grandfather's estate probably won't live to see the following spring; he'll be dragged into the lake and drowned, fishing rod and all.

Just like this unlucky guy.

Thinking of this, Jiang Mo turned his head slightly to look at the person he was holding in his right hand, Han Fei, the ninth prince of Han in the world of Qin's Moon.

He will become a renowned synthesizer of Legalism, whose name will be remembered for all time.

But at this moment, he was just a drowned rat who had accidentally fallen into the lake while fishing. When Jiang Mo looked down at him, he couldn't help but sneeze loudly.

He noticed the look Jiang Mo was giving him and awkwardly scratched his head.

It exudes an unusually simple and honest aura.

If Jiang Mo hadn't witnessed firsthand how shrewd this guy was in the original anime, he might have actually been fooled by his appearance.

As for the harvest, even the astonishingly large fish were caught casually.

Han Fei was Jiang Mo's real gain. It was worth it for him to deliberately travel along various streams and rivers after returning to reality, just to try and bump into Han Fei.

Honglian must have received prior notice that she was coming to pick up Han Fei.

However, Han Fei probably wanted to see the real situation in Han with his own eyes, so he deliberately avoided official roads and similar places to avoid running into the entourage that came to pick him up.

If someone is determined to hide, their tracks will naturally be difficult to find.

However, Jiang Mo had an advantage that no one else had. He clearly remembered that at the very beginning of the anime, Han Fei fell into the river while fishing and lost his travel money, so he had to exchange the jade pendant that Hong Lian gave him for wine.

There aren't many clues, but at least there's a direction to look for.

Jiang Mo was really lucky; he happened to hear Han Fei's cries for help just as Han Fei slipped and fell into the river.

He immediately plunged down.

In fact, although Han Fei was not skilled in martial arts, he was not likely to drown in such a pool. At most, he would have swallowed some water in his panic when he suddenly fell into the water.

But why wouldn't you take advantage of a favor that you've gained for free?

Moreover, rescuing people from the water was no challenge for Jiang Mo whatsoever. Although the stream was cold, it was practically a hot spring compared to the body temperature of his corpse puppet.

The panicked struggle of the person who fell into the water, the most difficult part of the rescue, is not a problem.

Didn't you see Jiang Mo lift Han Fei out of the water by grabbing him by the collar like a chick? He even had the leisure to scoop up the fishing rod and the catch as well.

As for why he reached out to hug Honglian when saving her, but picked her up when it was Han Fei's turn.

Can they be the same?

I'm so angry and cold. When will male characters finally stand up for themselves...?

Ahem, back to the main point. After being carried ashore and set down by Jiang Mo, Han Fei, soaking wet, straightened his disheveled clothes. He composed himself and bowed respectfully to his stranger, his savior.

"My name is Han Fei. I thank this chivalrous man for saving my life. May I ask your name, brother? I will find an opportunity to repay this kindness in the future."

"My name is Jiang Mo."

Jiang Mo, who was wringing out his trousers to dry his clothes as quickly as possible, replied casually. He didn't mean to be distant or cold; it was just that Han Fei's amazing insight in the original work made Jiang Mo subconsciously cautious in his words and actions.

In order to avoid the other party noticing anything.

After all, Jiang Mo was carrying traces of the Baiyue secret techniques, which could not withstand further investigation.

If Han Fei hadn't been relatively friendly towards the Baiyue people and hadn't helped Yan Lingji escape in the original story, Jiang Mo wouldn't have taken the initiative to meet and befriend him.

However, while that was his thought, it didn't seem to outsiders.

When Jiang Mo spoke, his expression remained completely unchanged, and there was no fluctuation in his tone of voice.

It gave one a chilling feeling that went straight to the bone.

Even Han Fei, who has a rather lively personality, felt slightly rebuffed and awkwardly touched his nose.