to meet a mage here! Please spare me!"“Young girl, our wells don’t interfere with your rivers. You people in the yin-yang circle are most afraid of meddling in other people’s affairs. I haven’t harme...It should be tempting, right

But he didn't need to use any sorcery to make me hopelessly smitten with him.

Seeing him weathering the storm and standing firm amidst the dragons, seeing the venomous plants clinging to him with such fervor – these extraordinary traits drew me in, making me unconsciously inch closer and closer.

Anyway… sticking to him feels pretty good. He and his senior brothers are different from me.

I make trouble, I bully him, and he doesn't get upset easily. He just goes along with me. He only disciplines me when he finds it too noisy or annoying.

Well… I must be a little masochistic.

On the phone, Master Yun Fan's words were very realistic: "Junior Brother Jun, some things are beyond human control. Even if Mu Wanchen says nothing and does nothing, leaving Xiao Yin Luo in Wuwang Mountain City, what can you do How"

"Let you turn the world upside down, you'll never find Xiao Yinluo in your lifetime. He doesn't need anyone's permission to do as he pleases."

"Alright, I won't say too much. In fact, we're on the same side. Getting married to a girl is truly a heart-wrenching affair~~hahaha… However, Mu Wanchen, this guy looks silent but is actually a good person. From all these years of dealing with him, I've never seen him kill anything, demons and ghosts don't count as living beings."

"Little Yin Lu won't be bullied... My little Qiao is still in Nanshan. Mu Wanchen wouldn't dare to bully her. Little Yin Lu's name is carved on the mountain cliff by the revered god, not even enough respect yet."

Yun Fan, my master, was always serious for no more than three minutes before bursting into laughter and delivering a cutting remark.

My fellow disciple, it's been a while since you spoke. I feel a pang of concern. Are you angry with me

Yunfan, the master, paused for a moment, chuckled softly, and said in a knowing tone: "Fate is a complex tapestry, human effort can only weave so much. It's better to go with the flow, perhaps we'll still have a chance to protect our precious little heart... Alas~ You should try to let it go too."

"Mm." Jun shidi replied.

"By the way, when will your master be back I have something to discuss with him." Yun Fan's uncle said.

"Master should be back in the next two days. If there's an emergency, I can handle it for him." said Junior Brother Jun.

Master Yun Fan hung up the phone, not wanting me to hear their serious conversation on this side.

Mrs. Mu put away her phone and smiled lightly, "Before Qiao's husband, they had already consummated their marriage early on. Qiao was terrified for two years and remained depressed and unhappy. Later, things weren't so pleasant either, but it's all in the past now. They're hiding away in the beautiful mountains and rivers of Ling Shan, ignoring worldly affairs, spending their days together, practicing diligently, and living a sweet and blissful life that envies everyone... I think Mu Wanchen wouldn't want to make you unhappy, so he patiently follows the proper procedures, right"

"...But how could I possibly get married now..." I muttered.

Mrs. Mu smiled: "Not small anymore."

I thought she was going to say something like, "According to Mu Wanchen and the others, you're old enough to be someone's mother..."

Who knew she smiled serenely and slowly said, “... When you meet someone you truly like, you'll think: Why couldn't I have met him sooner Spending a day with him means one less day to spend apart…”

"The days we spent together were not enough."

Not enough……

Mu Wanchen's years are much longer than mine. In an ordinary person's lifetime, he has long since walked alone.

"Don't worry about leaving home, you can always come back. Wouldn't you rather cultivate diligently My dear princess," Madam Mu smiled and gently tapped my nose. "Cultivation will allow you to be with him for a lifetime."

Madam Mu is a very sentimental woman. From her words and deeds, one can feel that she has deep feelings for her master Yun Fan, his junior wife, and others.

She also mentioned her previous experience seeking medical treatment at the Witch King's city, saying that Mu Wanchen was actually kindhearted deep down. Otherwise, that Emperor wouldn't have taken him as his disciple.

Perhaps he could become an immortal cultivator and attain enlightenment someday, but he couldn't bear to abandon the people who had thrived in his sect for many years.

When I was listening to Madam Mu recount their past, a little paper figure crawled in through the window, tugging at my trousers and saying, “Little Princess Consort, Lord Shaman has something important to attend to, so he sent me to remind you to bring that little paper figure with you.”

Liang Xiaogē was called out to run errands again. I bent down and picked up the paper figure, placing it on the table and asking, "Where is he going"

"Something seems to have happened at the old man who was previously possessed by a cursed spirit, your senior brother also drove out." Liang Xiaoge replied.

"Eh, what about Yunfan" Mu Fu-ren asked in surprise.

My master Yun Fan's voice came from outside my room, "I'm here. Let me take a look at your situation first and then go. I'll handle this kind of thing, you don't need to rush in."

Mrs. Mu quickly stood up and walked to the door, saying to Master Yun Fan, "I'm fine. What do you see"

Yun Fan, the master, frowned and said, “I told you to wait for me at home, but you insisted on accompanying me everywhere, clutching that ball. Why not stay home and watch Da Mao”

Big Mao That's a baby nickname, isn't it

"Dayoung was taken to Nanshan by Xia Qiao~~ It's almost like a kindergarten there, Nanshan is safe and the environment is good. Let Dayoung settle down there, he's too naughty!" Mu Fu sighed helplessly.

Yun Fan shifu smiled. “You can’t even bring your own children, yet you want to help us take care of them…Fine, Xiao Yin Luo, I'm entrusting my wife and child to you. Please settle them in properly, we'll be staying at your place for two days until your father returns for the meeting.”

I stood up and raised my hand in a salute: "Don't worry, Master Yun Fan, thank you for your hard work~~"

He smiled and glared at me, patted Mrs. Mu's head, and walked away.

Such distinguished guests we dare not neglect. My fellow disciples and I quickly prepared a guest room for Madame Mu to rest in.

After all the trouble, I returned to the small building just before dawn, when it was at its darkest.

I couldn't sleep, so I took out the little paper figure Mu Wanchen had given me and held it in my hand. Turning to Liang Xiaoge who was sitting on my shoulder, I asked, "Liang, what does this do Why doesn't it look like your miniature self"

"Of course it's different! The Shaman King uses his shamanic charms aren't ordinary... this is a substitute person, look at the little man's chest there's a drop of his blood." Ah Liang said.

I nodded, yes, there was a drop of blood, dripping on my chest and neck... My neck I touched the spot at the center of my collarbone. Could this red mark be because of that drop of blood

"This paper man is the medium, this is you, and this drop of blood is the shaman king's talisman. In short, you don't need to understand all of this, you just need to know that this is what he uses to bear the harm."

"What do you mean by 'suffering'" I asked, frowning.

>dded. In times of war, people were struggling just to survive, who had the time to worry about the dead... The old master's last active years in society were around the founding of the country. After...