Chapter 142 So Annoying

"Ugh, I'm so bored!"

Mingmei watched as Mei Jiu sat on the prayer mat, expressing her frustration.

"There's no one here, nothing to do. Why are we staying here?"

Mei Jiu rested her chin in her hands, looking at Mingmei sitting across from her. Clearly, she didn't need to cultivate, yet she could sit quietly for hours. Mei Jiu suddenly felt a bit embarrassed.

"It's not bad. The scenery here is nice, although it can't compare to home. But it's good for a short stay."

As Mingmei spoke, she looked into the distance, where she could see the mountain protection array at the foot of the mountain.

The continuous peach forest was a spectacular sight, and the familiar yet unfamiliar feeling made her feel strange these days.

What happened in the game was reminding her that these were memories she once shared with Mu Chen.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but lower her eyes, her eyelashes fluttering as she thought of the person who had "never" appeared in the game.

"You should learn from your sister's temperament."

Mei Shi and Ming Yi naturally came out of the house when they heard the commotion. They looked at the calm Mingmei and then at Mei Jiu, who was already complaining about the boring life she had been living for the past few days.

Mei Shi suddenly wished that Mingmei's face could be as expressive as Mei Jiu's.

Thinking of this, Mei Shi suddenly remembered what Xie Zhen had said. She glared at Ming Yi, purely out of spite.

Ming Yi didn't dare to say anything. After all, they hadn't handled this well.

[Born to be lonely, with weak ties to family and love, and few friends, is how it should be.

It's not that she can't feel these things. As a person, she naturally has these emotions. To put it metaphorically, an ordinary person's emotions are like a ladle of water, which can be evenly distributed among friends, lovers, and family.

But she only has a small wine cup. Your family is so overbearing and hard to deal with. You've all drunk from that small cup, so what's left for others? Nothing, right? What destiny, what fate, it's all meaningless to her.

Those who should have left a mark on her life won't, because of your excessive involvement. Heaven won't allow it.]

The more Mei Shi thought about Xie Zhen's words, the angrier she became.

If they didn't cherish their own child, would they rather have others see her as a pitiful thing and rush in to care for her?

Was she wrong to love her child so much?

This time, they brought Mingmei here to stay so that Xie Zhen could leave a solution behind.

But he was good at it—they had already come to his "home," and he was still procrastinating.

So, when Su He tentatively poked his head out, he was almost slapped offline by Mei Shi, who was venting her anger.

"What are you doing, sneaking around?"

Ming Yi grabbed Su He and brought him in. Looking at the clothes he was wearing, he seemed to be an inner disciple of the Bu Tian Sect and looked somewhat familiar.

"Greetings, Real Person and Immortal Maiden. I... I'm here to deliver a message from my junior brother."

Su He looked at Ming Yi and Mei Shi, his legs trembling uncontrollably. It wasn't that he was afraid, but rather that his character had met Ming Yi and Mei Shi before.

Well, it could also be called a one-sided acquaintance.

After all, Mei Shi had come to make trouble several times because of this fate, and once, she directly broke one of the nine peaks of the Bu Tian Sect.

Although Jingyun Mountain compensated with a large sum of spirit stones afterward, it couldn't erase the harm done to the young minds of some Bu Tian Sect disciples who witnessed everything that year.

"Your junior brother?" Mei Shi looked at Su He thoughtfully and asked, "Xie Chen?"

"Yes."

"Wasn't he punished by the sect leader to copy scriptures in the Sutra Repository for making a mistake?"

Ming Yi originally wanted to see how Mingmei interacted with Xie Chen and how she would forget him. But Xie Zhen was quite decisive.

He simply didn't allow his disciple to show his face.

His meaning was also very clear: since she couldn't remember, then they were not fated. No need to think about it anymore, just let each be well.

However, it was obvious that Xie Zhen and his disciple were not thinking the same thing.

...

"So you're just reading here?"

Su He's message was delivered in the morning, and in the afternoon, Mei Jiu brought Mingmei over.

[Host, the current Xie Chen is Mu Chen, but due to your character settings, you forgot.] This time, Gui Gui simply told Mingmei in advance. So, when Mingmei and Mei Jiu went to find Mu Chen in the afternoon, Gui Gui told Mingmei in advance.

[What?]

Because there were too many things in between, even if Gui Gui spoke briefly and concisely, the things that happened between her and Mu Chen over the past few months would be enough for her to digest for a while.

It wasn't until Mei Jiu led her in through a small door and she greeted Mu Chen that she dazedly came back to her senses, meeting those familiar, gentle eyes.

[So, Gui Gui, you really didn't lie to me.]

Gui Gui: [...] Why would it lie to the host for fun if it had nothing else to do? Wasn't this something she said to it once before?

If possible, remember to remind him.

"Yes, the weather is nice, so I came out to take a look."

From the outside, the Bu Tian Sect's Sutra Repository looked like an unremarkable disciple's room, with a small courtyard enclosed outside.

Only after actually going inside would one know that there was more to it than met the eye. But Mei Jiu wasn't interested in going in. She looked exactly like a student who would get sleepy as soon as she opened a book.

But Mingmei understood. She didn't really like reading these obscure texts either.

Mu Chen took out two plates of snacks from his Qiankun bag and invited the two to sit under the tree in the courtyard. Mei Jiu pulled Mingmei and ran over with a "da-da-da."

Because Gui Gui had said those words earlier, Mingmei couldn't help but keep looking at Mu Chen. There were many things she wanted to ask him.

"I heard you've been at the Bu Tian Sect for many days. I haven't been to see you. Are you doing well?"

Mu Chen poured two cups of fragrant Osmanthus nectar for the two. Mingmei shook her head, but Mei Jiu started complaining first.

"The disciples of the Bu Tian Sect are so boring. When I ask them to go out and play, one says today isn't suitable for this, another says it's inauspicious for everything, and there's also..."

Mei Jiu had never seen people who had to cast a divination before doing anything. Was it really necessary?

Did they have to be so serious even when they went for a stroll in the mountains?

Could it be that if they didn't cast a divination, they would be missing an arm or a leg when they went out?

"No, the sect has a rule that we must cast a divination before doing anything in order to develop good habits, so that we don't lose our advantage when big things happen."

After Mu Chen finished speaking, Mei Jiu widened her eyes and said, "Do you also cast a divination for big things? If a knife is already at your throat, are you still going to cast a divination?"

"So, before the other party even raises the knife, you should know that you shouldn't go out today, shouldn't meet people." Mingmei silently added what Mu Chen was going to say.

Mu Chen nodded with a smile. Mei Jiu curiously turned to look at Mingmei, a hint of awkwardness flashing across her face. She moved closer to her and whispered, "Sister, do you know this woodhead?"

Mingmei blinked, thought for a moment, and said, "Shouldn't I... know him?"

Mei Jiu shook her head, but she also felt that something was wrong. She glanced at Mu Chen, then looked at Mingmei, muttering something that Mingmei couldn't hear clearly.

However, Mu Chen could hear clearly.

"I always feel like you shouldn't know the current woodhead."

"Pfft~" Xie Chen naturally heard Mei Jiu's words through Mu Chen's senses, and let out a snicker, "You don't actually think that she remembers the current you, do you?"

"So what? What are you happy about? Because I'm more important, so I was forgotten, and you..."

Mu Chen took a sip of hot tea and retorted in his mind, making Xie Chen speechless.

And when Xie Chen saw Mu Chen still looking content and satisfied, his eyes darted around. Suddenly, he cracked a smile and silently said something that almost made Mu Chen spill the tea in his hand...