Chapter 607 A Gift for Her

In this season, according to the Zhuanxu calendar, it was the time when the Tiannv first came to the Tushan tribe.

Or rather, when Yuan first met Jue.

Wei Yuan kept thinking about whether he should give her a special gift. But when it came to it, he wasn't quite sure what to give. Just sending over that pottery from back then didn't seem like enough... In Yumin Country, seeing the prosperity of the Zhurong tribe through that pottery had given him an idea.

But this idea buried in his heart still needed someone else's help.

Because this purpose was also to tell Nüjiao the news that 'the metal material used to seal Gonggong has been destroyed and cast into the Twelve Metal Men'. Calculating the time, Wei Yuan ran to Qingqiu Country that day and met Nüjiao. Nüjiao was a little surprised that Wei Yuan had suddenly come to find her.

She instructed the little foxes to set out the tea cups, and leisurely sipped her tea, saying:

"Speak, what is it you need from me this time?"

Wei Yuan first told Nüjiao that the material King Yu had left behind to seal Gonggong had been used up. Nüjiao's expression became slightly沉凝 (chén níng, solemn), and finally she just sighed and said, "So that's how it is. However, after all, Yu was making preparations more than four thousand years ago, and he couldn't have foreseen what would happen so late."

"We can only say that everything is predestined."

"Is there anything else?"

Nüjiao calmly drank her tea, she originally thought this was already the most outrageous thing.

But soon, her understanding was directly shattered by Wei Yuan—

Wei Yuan nodded awkwardly and said, "There is indeed something else."

Nüjiao paused with her hand, a feeling of 'there really is something else?' arising in her heart after thousands of years. She often had this feeling when they traveled together outside, but now it was a long time ago. Then she maintained her dignity as the elder sister, without any particular feeling in her heart.

After all, it was just Yuan, without Yu, how much trouble could he cause?

So she didn't have the headache she used to have, but instead felt a little nostalgic.

Ahem, this was precisely the time to show the dignity and temperament of the elder sister.

Nüjiao picked up her teacup, blew on it calmly, and said lightly:

"You really know how to stir up trouble. Tell me, what trouble have you stirred up this time? I can help you a little."

Wei Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he told her about his experiences during this period.

The First Emperor nailed and killed Qiongqi, and then went to Kunlun.

As a result, he went to the overseas countries again, and accidentally woke up Xing Tian at Changyang Mountain, and was chased by him everywhere.

When he ran to Yumin Country, he accidentally woke up Zhurong.

He also accidentally let Xing Tian and Zhurong fight.

Oh, right, now Zhurong is lying down again after taking a heavy hammer to his right eye socket.

Xing Tian is pestering him.

In short, that's the situation.

Nüjiao: "…………"

She fell into a long silence.

Holding the teacup, she disguised her expression, almost spilling the tea.

The corner of her mouth twitched, and her forehead throbbed.

When?!

When did this kid become even more troublesome than before?!

Nostalgic?!

Nostalgic my foot!

But I really have to thank Wei Yuan for bringing her back to her younger days.

This feeling of surging emotions, it's been a long time.

Nüjiao thought.

Her blood was surging to the point where she wanted to tie up the kid in front of her with hemp rope and sink him into the East Sea.

Nüjiao slowly calmed her emotions, maintained her expression unchanged, nodded with difficulty, and said in a flat voice: "...Acceptable."

Wei Yuan was filled with emotion.

As expected of an existence who has lived from ancient times to the present.

The Tushan clan's witch is indeed much more profound and confident than himself. He is far from enough, and must continue to cultivate and work hard. Wei Yuan coughed and said, "Xing Tian is temporarily calm, but now there is another thing I need your help with."

Wei Yuan silently took out the pottery jar and placed it on the table.

Nüjiao was stunned, and then immediately recognized this piece of pottery. Back then, after the failure of the heroic general in the Women's Country, she set her sights on the delicate and beautiful Yu tribe girls in Yumin Country. She finally created the conditions and took the then goddess of Yumin Country out to enjoy the flowers.

As a result, this blockhead actually burned soil to make pottery on the spot.

She was laughed at by her friends for a while.

Wei Yuan was silent for a moment, and softly told Nüjiao the scenes he saw in the aura engraved on the pottery, and also explained his plans in detail. Finally, he frankly said, "I can't do such a thing alone, so I hope you can help me complete this gift."

The expression on Nüjiao's face changed from surprise to astonishment, and then to a smile.

A pair of eyes with slightly upturned corners stared at Wei Yuan playfully:

"For Jue?"

Wei Yuan frankly said: "Yes."

The corner of Nüjiao's mouth勾了勾 (gōu le gōu, curved up), her sleeve slipped, and the phone in her hand was recording.

Smiling cunningly and playfully: "Yuan ah, tell me, what if I show this to Jue..."

Wei Yuan, who should have been smiling wryly and helplessly, did not change his expression at this moment, confident and calm.

"Hmph, I was prepared."

He stretched out his hand and pressed the recording pen in his hand, and a clear and melodious voice came out.

"...It's so fast... I don't seem to feel anything, you've already passed a whole life, and we're still alive. I don't know if we'll have a chance to meet again... If there's a chance to meet again, I don't know how to face you, but at least I'll make up for the regrets of this life..."

"If I see you again, I will treat you like my own younger brother and treat you well."

"I will never tease you like I did before."

The familiar voice was what Wei Yuan had recorded from Zhulong's half-volume of the Classic of Western Mountains.

Nüjiao's face slowly solidified.

A pair of bright brown pupils burst into flames.

Smilingly said:

"Aiya, of course I didn't lie, am I not like a 親~弟~弟~ (qīn dìdì, dear younger brother) to you enough?"

"Or are you saying, Yuan, you want to attack your姐姐 (jiějie, older sister)?"

She directly reached out, pulling the corners of Wei Yuan's cheeks, pulling out an arc that made people feel pain at a glance, just like every older sister who can't open a bottle cap outside can open her younger brother's skull with her bare hands when she returns home. Wei Yuan completely retreated in the face of an impossible attack.

Finally, Nüjiao took the recording pen triumphantly.

"Yuan ah Yuan, although you've improved a bit, you're still too green."

Wei Yuan covered his cheeks and mouth with one hand, his eyes slightly lowered as he looked at the table. Suddenly, he coughed.

Nüjiao glanced over with implied triumph.

Wei Yuan's eyes were lowered, and with a flick of his hand, a pile of USB drives fell down.

Nüjiao's smile stiffened.

"These... are all?"

"I have them in my cloud archive, and I've stored them in more than ten accounts."

In order to prevent his plan from being exposed and socially ruined, he needs to drag the other party into social ruin as well.

This is called social death deterrence, also known as Tushan clan's social death balance law.jpg

A moment later, when the little foxes who delivered tea came in, they saw the young museum curator in black and red and the white-haired elegant ancestor each sitting on one side of the table, facing each other with perfect smiles on their faces.

"As expected of my good younger brother, you've improved."

"Likewise."

"No discussion?"

"Want to delete them together?"

It was obviously a harmonious and smiling atmosphere, but it scared the little foxes so much that their fur stood on end, and they couldn't soften it no matter how hard they tried. Finally, Nüjiao laughed out loud, lazily leaning on the chair, and said, "Forget it, it's rare that you're not so stubborn, I'll help you with this matter."

"The Tushan clan's secret treasury is originally open to you, you can go and see it yourself."

"But, didn't you just say that Xing Tian will train you for these five days? Do you have any free time?"

Wei Yuan exhaled and said, "Time, you can always squeeze it out."

He stood up and left something on the table before heading to the library.

Nüjiao watched him leave with a smile, took a sip of tea, and the smile on her face slowly faded and disappeared. After a short period of playful laughter, she instead recalled the past even more. When Wei Yuan and Jue first met, it was also her wedding with King Yu. Unfortunately, now only she is left alone.

She saw the thing Wei Yuan left on the table, and out of curiosity, she gently opened it, and then froze.

On that pottery, there were carefully prepared patterns.

They were mountains and rivers, a lazy teenager, a heroic laughing man, a woman with both heroic and charming qualities, and a smiling potter sitting there. Around them were繁花 (fánhuā, profuse flowers), strange species from the Classic of Mountains and Seas, meaning undying feelings.

However, what Wei Yuan did not expect was that.

He had already anticipated and calculated everything about Nüjiao, but he had never anticipated the sudden changes that occurred in Sakura Island. The beginning of the matter was from the Goryeo divinity going out to conquer Sakura Island...

On Longhu Mountain, a group of old Taoists were staring at the great battle with their magic.

When that Goryeo divinity appeared, it could be said that it had an imposing manner, with an air of being the only one in the heavens and on earth.

He directly started fighting with the Sakura Island gods.

"Go, go, don't be怂 (sǒng, timid)!"

"Cut him in the middle, there's no defense there!"

"What are you running for, fight!"

"Is this still a god? Isn't this embarrassing?!"

The old Taoists were anxious and angry.

After a series of curses.

The Goryeo divinity.

Successfully failed.

"Come, come, admit defeat if you bet, you failed in two incense sticks, I won."

"What kind of fart god, he didn't even last three incense sticks."

Four old Taoists lost and transferred money to Zhang Ruosu, the only winner, to buy game skins. The corners of Zhang Ruosu's mouth slightly raised, secretly pleased. And at this moment, the god of Sakura Island who had taken action swept his eyes and slowly said:

"Three days later, the Takamagahara Festival."

"Barbarians from all directions should come to Takamagahara to pay homage to the divine尊 (zūn, sovereign)."

Huh?!

The old Taoists paused slightly.

Their eyes narrowed.

Zhang Ruosu silently opened his phone and sent a message.

Wei Yuan, who was preparing a unique gift for the reunion in this life, received a message from Zhang Ruosu—

"Curator Wei, the time has been moved forward."

Wei Yuan flipped through the classics and casually replied, "Oh, it's been moved forward, it's okay..."

"Wait!"

Wei Yuan's face froze: "Moved forward?"

………………

A moment later, the dream world.

In front of Wei Yuan, the tall Xing Tian was holding an axe in one hand, laughing heartily:

"Don't worry, it doesn't matter even if it's only three days."

"Hahahaha, I have a lot of experience, I can compress five days of training into three days."

"To save time, don't wake up for these three days."

"Hahahahaha..."

Xing Tian, who was laughing heartily, grew bigger and bigger in Wei Yuan's dimming eyes.

With a啪 (pā, slap) sound, his hand landed on Wei Yuan's shoulder and patted it hard.

ps: Today's second update...

Thanks to Yisheng Xiwen for the ten thousand reward, thank you~