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The gist of that folk song is that if one spouse dies first, they wait for their lover to reunite at the "border".

The goddess blinked, looking quite interested.

She tugged at Han Fulai's sleeve and whispered, "It sounds like a very interesting place. Could you take me to see that 'border bridge' next time?"

Well, Lady Miyaji is naturally not afraid of ghosts; it should be the ghosts who are afraid of her.

What she cares about more is the phrase "waiting for three years on the border bridge"—it sounds like the line "recording the years on the Three Lives Stone" in a poem someone wrote for her. Maybe there really is a "Three Lives Stone" in the "border"?

Han Fulai's lips twitched: "That's really not a tourist destination..."

As they were joking around, a rumbling sound rang out—it was the lost boy's stomach growling.

Actually, he hadn't eaten anything since he stepped into the mountains. After running all day, he was exhausted and hungry and couldn't walk any further.

The boy came to this bamboo forest actually to search for a legend.

His elders had said that Qingce Mountain wasn't originally called Qingce Mountain, but "Taodu Mountain." A sacred tree named "Taodu" grew on the mountain. The sacred tree "Taodu" governed Yin and Yang, and its back was to the "Land of the Dead." If a person's sins were heavy throughout their life, their soul would be unable to cross "Taodu" after death to reach the other side…

Later, during the great war between the demons and gods, the sacred tree of Taodu disappeared. Some say that Taodu was cut down by the immortals under the command of the Rock God, while others say that Taodu transformed into ley lines, protecting the people of Qingce Mountain.

The place where this bamboo forest grows is said to be the original location of the "Peach Capital" sacred tree, their homeland conquered by the power of the Rock God.

The boy didn't really care about "homeland" or anything like that. Everyone was now a citizen of the Rock God, and no one would mention "restoring the kingdom." But he had always been very curious about the sacred tree that held the power of life and death.

Unfortunately, they didn't find the sacred tree on this adventure, nor could they find their way home.

If it weren't for this older sister who was like both a fairy and a fox spirit, I might have lost my life here.

Sigh... Thinking about these things makes me even hungrier.

Hearing the boy's stomach growl, the woman in white laughed.

At this moment, the croaking of frogs gradually subsided, and the chirping of cicadas faded away. Looking up from under the bamboo forest, the silver moon was fragmented by the sharp bamboo shadows.

In the corner illuminated by the silvery moonlight, a few new bamboo shoots were just beginning to sprout.

The woman in white led the boy to a semi-recessed rocky outcrop for shelter from the wind and rain. They then picked some sprouting bamboo shoots from nearby and started a campfire to roast them slowly.

Although the woman and boy in front of them were just memories in a dream, Han Fulai and the others seemed to smell the aroma of roasted bamboo shoots—Paimeng's cravings were aroused, and he even started asking for bamboo shoots.

Chef Ying, imitating the white-clad woman, used the available ingredients to actually make a dish of roasted bamboo shoots... It's just unknown whether the bamboo shoots in the illusion can fill one's stomach, but Paimon ate them with great relish.

After eating his fill, the boy was sleepy, but there was one more thing he had to do before falling asleep—listen to a story.

By the moonlight, the woman in white told the boy many ancient stories:

“In the distant past, three bright moons once hung in the night sky. They were three sisters, whose lifespans were longer than the Geo Archon, and whose birth dates were older than the bedrock of Liyue Harbor.”

"The moon is the daughter of poetry and song, and also the queen of the moonlit night. They travel in their silver chariots, and every ten days, one sister takes over the throne from another. This cycle continues until the day of great calamity."

"The three bright moons share the same lover, the star that crowing at dawn. Only at the moment when day and night meet can one of the three sisters traverse the gradually brightening constellations and visit the palace of the morning star. Afterward, as the first light of dawn appears, the king of the night hastily drives away in his high chariot."

"The three sisters loved their one and only love equally, just as they loved each other. That was before the cataclysmic disaster that shook the world."

"Later, disaster overturned the king's chariot and destroyed the palaces of Xingluo. The three sisters of the night sky turned against each other and had to part ways with death, but only one left behind a pale corpse, radiating a cold light..."

The woman looked up at the bright moon shining through the bamboo forest, her slender neck bathed in light, and her golden eyes sparkling.

"Wolves are children of the moon, and they always remember the great disaster and the sorrow that followed. Therefore, every time the moon is full, they lament the fate of their mistress... And for this reason, the children who live with the wolves call the morning star—the moon's surviving lover—the mourning star."

"Is that so..."

The boy rested his head on the woman's lap, and together they gazed up at the moon.

The stories she told were ones that the elders in the village had never told before; perhaps even the oldest elders had never heard of these legends.

They are grander than stories of foxes getting married or demons haunting people, but not as vivid as legends like the Rock King suppressing demons... more like a fantastical and absurd dream.

"This is a story that never happened; it's a legend that has been forgotten for a long time."

The woman in white gently stroked the boy's hair, lowered her eyelids, and the golden light in her eyes dimmed slightly.

"Before the Immortal Ancestor established the universe under one supreme power, many gods roamed the earth, and many immortals established their destinies here. But what about before that?"

"Only fragmented memories remain, and these fragments of memories transform into stories, which in turn become legends passed down through word of mouth... These ancient memories, which transcend the mortal world, would surely move even gods or immortals to tears."

She sighed deeply, only to find that the boy beside her had already fallen asleep.

"Really..."

The woman in white smiled helplessly and casually conjured a thin blanket to cover the boy.

That night, the boy dreamed of a night sky with three bright moons and a starry palace where a tall carriage was parked.

That night, looking at the child's sleeping face, the woman in white seemed to remember an old friend.

Han Fulai heard her utter a name.

That name is—"Gu Hua".

"She just said 'Gu Hua'?!" Han Fulai exclaimed in surprise.

Not only him, but everyone else heard it too.

Ying, Paimon, and the Divine Child all looked at Han Fulai, their eyes conveying the same meaning—

"Aren't you the leader of the Guhua Sect? How come you don't know?"

Han Fulai genuinely didn't know.

He didn't know much about Gu Hua, this fellow Chinese.

Gu Hua transmigrated to Liyue before it was called "Liyue". Unlike the unlucky guy who couldn't even bring his cell phone when he transmigrated, Gu Hua was probably the kind of cheater who came with a "golden finger".

It is said that Gu Hua was a wandering knight-errant who, with a spear and a sword, brought peace to the countryside and made everyone fearful of the demons. The spear and sword he left behind, "Disaster Relief" and "Rain Relief," are now considered "divine weapons."

Even the Rock King Emperor addressed him as a brother, which shows how well this guy did back then.

Later, this guy probably got arrogant and broke through the void to Sky Island to fight Tianli, and then he never came back...

What impressed Han Fulai the most was that this fellow Chinese had taken the initiative and became a "copycat" in Liyue, leaving behind a book of ancient poems, which prevented him from making a fortune by reciting poetry after he transmigrated... Oh, and also, Gu Hua was a law student at a 211 university in China. That's all he knew.

He was just about to explain to the goddess and the others when the scene before him suddenly changed.

Night passed in an instant, and the morning sunlight filtered through the gaps in the bamboo leaves, casting dappled patterns of light on the ground.

The bonfire, the young child, and the woman in white seemed to vanish like dew evaporated by the sunlight.

But soon, the woman in white reappeared in the same spot.

There was still someone lying on her lap.

But this person was not the lost toddler they had just seen; instead, it was a young man with black hair.

The young man, dressed in linen clothes commonly seen among the Liyue mountain people, lay on his side on the beauty's lap with his back to them, in an extremely languid posture.

On the open ground beside them was a crudely designed greatsword, which looked like the kind of mass-produced sword that cost a few hundred mora in a blacksmith's shop.

Han Fulai's heart stirred slightly as he recalled the origin of "Yu Cai".

It is said that "Rain Cutter" was originally just an ordinary greatsword, but it became famous throughout the world because it was tainted by the "immortal energy" of Gu Hua.

He hurried forward, wanting to go around to the front to see the person's face—but the white-clad woman's long ponytail, like a mane, obscured the person's face, like a lover's lingering affection.

The woman in white was naturally unaware of the onlookers around her; she was gently stroking the cheek of the person on her lap with an incredibly tender expression.

The itching sensation in his hair finally woke the man who was enjoying the "lap pillow".

But this guy didn't seem to care at all. Instead, he grabbed the white-clad woman's ponytail and covered her eyes with it, then buried his head even deeper into her thighs.

"It's getting late, you lazy bum."

The woman in white reached out and pinched the man's ear, her words tinged with annoyance, but her eyes held a hidden smile.

Helpless, the young man finally managed to prop himself up—but his face was still covered by the white-clad woman's long hair, like a woman playing the pipa, half-concealing her face.

"Who awakens first from the great dream? I know myself best. I've had a good spring nap in my thatched cottage, and the sun lingers outside the window... I say, can't you let me sleep a little longer?"

Hearing the young man's complaints, the woman in white chuckled: "Who was it that told me last night that they wanted to go into the mountains to find immortals to cultivate their skills? And who was it that kept telling me, 'The land of gentle pleasures is the graveyard of heroes, who cares if demons enter Peach Blossom City'?"

"Holy crap! Gu Hua!" Han Fulai, who was listening in, couldn't help but swear.

The poem that young man recited was the one recited by Zhuge Liang in "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

The poem spoken by the woman in white was written by a modern Chinese poet to satirize a warlord who surrendered territory without firing a shot. The poem is titled "Lament for Shenyang" and reads: "Zhao Si is frivolous and Zhu Wu is mad, fluttering butterflies are just right. The land of gentle pleasures is the tomb of heroes, who cares if the Eastern Army enters Shenyang."

It's confirmed, this guy is definitely that "plagiarist" Gu Hua!

Chapter 344 Holy crap! Master Hu! [4k]

Hearing the woman in white complain, the black-haired youth chuckled, stretched out his arm, and pulled her into his embrace. Then, he lowered his head and nuzzled against her shoulder, babbling as he did so: "Sister, how can you be so heartless, always trying to drive me away? You weren't like this before..."

"Pah! You were the one who said you wanted to go into the mountains to learn from the immortals and asked me to help introduce you... But a month has passed in the blink of an eye, and all you do is fool around every day..." The woman in white spat, but did not push him away, letting him rub against her neck, and even letting out a soft breath.

Ying and Paimon, who were watching, blushed and covered their eyes, thinking to themselves, "Is this something we can watch for free?"

The black-haired youth retorted righteously, "Sister, you are mistaken! Although I may belittle Tang and Wu, I do not belittle Qin Shi Huang and Emperor Wu. Imagine a hero in his twilight years, where will he find tenderness?"

Upon hearing this, Han Fulai couldn't help but exclaim "Holy crap!" again, secretly praising the guy's skill level.

You even managed to make "The emperor no longer held morning court" sound so righteous and awe-inspiring. You truly have the makings of a hero. No wonder you're a time-traveling predecessor. I should take notes and apply what I've learned in the future...

The young man who recited so many Chinese poems was none other than Gu Hua, Han Fulai's predecessor from another time travel.

Gu Hua has only been here for a short time.

When he arrived on the Teyvat continent, the first thing he saw was not Liyue Harbor, but a valley shrouded in mist. After some time, he learned from the mountain people that the place was called "Sinking Jade Valley," and that "Liyue" had not yet been established—to him, it was naturally a "new map" that had not yet been released in the game.

Fortunately, as a transmigrator, he possessed the innate talent of being able to use elemental power without the Eye of God, and he could freely use all seven attributes. Almost none of the monsters in the mountains could withstand a single blow from him.

Of course, simply fighting monsters and leveling up in the mountains isn't very interesting. With his mind racing, Gu Hua immediately thought of visiting the strongest figure in Liyue, the Geo Archon.

At this time, the Rock King Emperor was not yet called the Rock King Emperor, but only "Rock Lord". He visited a fellow immortal named "Medicine Lord" in the Jade Valley.

So Gu Hua went into the mountains to look for Yan Jun, but instead of finding Yan Jun, he encountered a super beautiful white fox.

Well, most people wouldn't describe a fox as "beautiful," but Gu Hua is no ordinary person.

Moreover, when ordinary people encounter mythical beasts in the mountains, they either worship them or run away. But Gu Hua is no ordinary person.

Gu Hua fell in love with the beautiful fox at first sight and went up to her, begging, "Could you transform into a beautiful older sister for me?"

And she really did turn into a beautiful older sister...

She wore a long white gauze dress, her golden eyes were captivating, gentle yet indifferent.

Her voice was elegant and serene, like a beautiful jade falling into a clear spring.

The stories she told were ancient and captivating, so much so that one forgot the rising and setting of the moon, the cycle of the stars, and the first croaking of frogs and the chirping of cicadas at dawn.

He and the woman in white roamed the mountains, visited the secluded caves of immortals, and watched an unfinished game of chess; they also dived into the clear riverbed to explore the palaces of the dead gods; and they climbed steep cliffs together to overlook the desolate ruins of the mountain tribes...

When the silver night butterflies gleam with the moonlight, they explore together the dreams of fish frolicking beneath the secluded spring, dancing like the shamans of their ancestors who worshipped snakes, until the cicadas' chirping subsides, and then they fall into a deep sleep accompanied by the sighs of mountain spirits and ghosts.

After that, he found himself increasingly reluctant to leave her.

So, on a moonlit night, he poured out his heart to the woman in white: "Mortals are born in the morning and die at dusk, merely passersby in this world. Therefore, we always tend to cling to a moment of joy or sorrow, binding ourselves to a certain point in the past, forever seeking an echo..."

"On such a beautiful night, I wonder what kind of scenery it would be in the eyes of immortals?"

This was arguably the most artistic moment of Gu Hua's life, when he could express "The moon is so beautiful tonight" in such a romantic way that even immortals would be moved.

The woman in white was exceptionally intelligent and naturally understood the true meaning behind his words.

She smiled slyly, her eyes narrowing into crescents: "You seem to think quite highly of yourself, but I'm afraid I'll forget about you in no time... Hmm, immortals are indeed so heartless."

The good news is that she is not an immortal, therefore, she has feelings.

Gu Hua's later dominance over the Liyue lands relied heavily on his immortal martial arts, his acquaintance with the Geo Archon and the Liyue Immortals, and even his understanding of the concept of "entering the Dao through literature and enlightening the world," all of which were greatly aided by Bai Chen, who was both his teacher and his sister. But that was a matter for much later. At this moment, under the moon in the bamboo forest, she was willing to be his woman.

At this moment, the Divine Child also came to Han Fulai's side, his purple eyes fixed on Gu Hua without blinking.

The fact that this man acted so intimately with her ancestor, Bai Chen, made her wonder if she was thinking about something else entirely…

The Bai Chen Fox Clan didn't spring from a rock; the "Bai Chen Blood" they inherited naturally came from the Bai Chen Mistress before them.

According to generational succession, Master Zhaigong was the third matriarch of the Baichen Fox Clan, while she, the Eightfold Divine Child, was the fourth. Although the "Baichen Blood" she inherited was far less concentrated than that of Master Zhaigong, she was still considered a leading figure among the new generation of the Baichen Fox Clan. Master Zhaigong had no children of her own, so the Divine Child was actually adopted from a collateral branch and raised under Master Zhaigong's name. Master Zhaigong had always treated her as his own daughter.

The symbol of the "Bai Chen blood" on their clan is the fox tail, which is as bright and beautiful as moonlight. It is actually a remnant of the "Cheng Huang" bloodline.

Although the Divine Child's fox-like form was a pink-furred fox, she possessed four white tails after becoming a "Heavenly Fox," which is why; and the reason why the "Bai Chen Blood" she gave to Han Fulai in the consciousness space could help him extend his lifespan was also due to the "Cheng Huang" bloodline.

The question is, if Bai Chen's mistress is a "Cheng Huang" (a mythical beast), why are they described as "foxes"?

The answer, of course, is that their bloodline is "impure".

Just like her sister Gan Yu, who, despite having the bloodline of a Qilin, is a "half-immortal," it's because Gan Yu was born from the union of a human man and the celestial beast Qilin. Similarly, the Bai Chen Fox Clan was born from the union of a human man and the celestial beast Cheng Huang...