Chapter 4: The Young Man with a Warm Heart

  "Why cry here?"

  "Waaah, my car is smashed."

  "This is easy," said Uncle Longbeard with a wave of his arm, and the toy carriage was restored to its former state.

  "Can I leave?"

  "Why are you sleeping in the tree?"

  "... homeless."

  "This is so simple!!!"

  The scene of meeting Master for the first time is still remembered so deeply, but...

  "Repaying the kindness of my teacher:"

  The master has an urgent matter and left first. You wait here for someone. If you want to find the master, you need to go with this person, remember!

  "This person's appearance is such that you will know him as soon as you see him."

  Master's note says so, right? But what you said is really ambiguous, isn't it intentionally increasing the difficulty?

  I think there's probably no other god as carefree as this one in the world, right? Du Mu Yang felt like his head had grown a size bigger.

  "Alas!"

  "Gurgle"

  "Whose stomach is growling?"

  Du Mu Zhen Yang looked around for the source of the sound, only to unexpectedly find that the girl on the bed had opened her eyes!

  "You, you're awake?"

  The girl shrank back into bed, "I... I'm hungry."

  "Here, you cook!"

  Seeing this girl's clumsy appearance with bowls, chopsticks and spoons, Du Mu Yang felt his head swell up another circle!

  "What's your name, miss?"

  "Without even looking up: 'No name.'"

  "What? How can a person not have a name? Are you unwilling to tell me? I understand, after all, you're a young lady alone outside..."

  "Pass me a pancake."

  "Oh, here."

  The girl stopped suddenly while eating, and seriously recalled for a moment. Apart from "that guy" and "that shorty", it seemed that there was indeed another name.

  "Just call me Lu Jian!"

  "Lu Jian", Duankou Yanzi savored the two words carefully, and gave a thumbs up in praise: "Joyful and worry-free, it's a great name."

  "Is that what you mean?"

  "Of course!" Duanmu Chengzi said with a self-satisfied smile: "The poem says: 'Where can I get the fragrant grass? Behind the tree. I wish to speak of it, and make my heart feel cool.' This fragrant grass is also known as xiangcao, or deer arrow."

  Lu Jing heard vaguely: "What does this poem mean?"

  "Huh? You're a talented lady, yet you haven't even read the Book of Songs? That's right, a woman without talent is virtuous." Duanmu Xiang ran to fetch bamboo slips and unfolded them with a rustling sound, explaining word by word: "The fragrant grass makes one forget worries, 'bei' means north, and 'tang' refers to a hall. These few sentences together mean: 'Where can I find the fragrant grass that makes me forget my worries? Some say it's in the North Hall, but now my heart is pining for the young master, and it hurts like a knife.'"

  The deer holds chopsticks in its mouth, savoring the flavor of the food, or perhaps contemplating the meaning of these few lines of poetry.

  "By the way, how many days have you been out here alone? Why did you appear on the mountain, was there some kind of danger?"

  Tell me, are you a rich young lady or an immortal fairy from heaven?

  "This... probably."

  Duanmu Yan just didn't understand: "If you encounter danger, it's encountered, if not encountered, what is called roughly? Could it be that you hit your head and can't remember?"

  Lu Jian Zheng was at a loss for words, but upon hearing this sentence, his eyes lit up and he hastily nodded.

  "Oh dear, you're really pitiful."

  "It's okay" is a pitiful thing, Lu Jian has never thought so before. To be able to transform into a human and still be happy about it, she can't even believe it now.

  "You're really carefree, no wonder you're called Forget Worries. It's just... " Duanmu Chengyang scratched his head, looking at Lu Jian with some difficulty: "Just, don't get angry when I say this, but your memory seems to be a bit too bad."

  "Huh? Didn't you say I hit my head?"

  "That's right, that's right. But you've been out for so long without coming home, the people at home must be worried and are probably searching everywhere for you now."

  Lu Jing searched his mind, but it seemed that there was no one who could be considered a family member.

  "So I don't care: 'I have no family.'"

  "This time, Duanmu Chengyang was really anxious: 'How can there be no family members? Father and mother, brothers and sisters, all relatives, these are all family members. Without them, where did you come from?' Suddenly, he thought of something and carefully asked: 'Could it be that... they're all gone?'"

  "Yeah, right." It's so easy talking to you!

  "Alas!"

  This guy is really interesting. Lu Jian looked at Duanmu Cheng's bitter face and really wanted to poke it with his finger...

  It's broken!

  The hand that Lu Jian had just stretched out suddenly froze.

  "What's wrong with you?"

  Brother immortal, Luo Jiaohu shouted and stood up, pulling his legs and running out.

  "Hey, don't run! What's wrong with you?" Du Mu Chengyan jumped up and rushed to the door "Stop right there!"

  The deer arrow looks a bit at a loss, can't stand or sit still, wants to run out but doesn't know what to do after running out.

  "I remembered, I have family!"

  Duanmu Chengyang was overjoyed: "Really, what's your family name, what's your name, and where do you live?"

  "... Luo Jian stared at the door frame and thought hard: "Is it brother, immortal brother, where does he live? I don't know."

  "This girl won't have really gone silly, will she? Immortals are that easy to run into? Du Mu Yan muttered under his breath: 'Most likely a handsome young master'."

  He pulled the deer arrow back: "Then tell me, this immortal young master, what's his surname and name? Has he told you about his origin?"

  Lu Jian was silent for a while: "It seems like someone else called him, Xuan... uh, Xuan Yi?"

  "What's going on?!?!" Du Mu Yang jumped three feet high!

  "What's his name again?"

  Lu Jian's face turned white, and he whispered: "Xuan Yi".

  "You say he's a god?"

  Nodding nodding.

  "How did you know he's an immortal?"

  "He's a god, I knew it at first sight."

  "What does it look like?"

  "Good grief!" Lu Jian thought of that extremely handsome brother, and it seemed like no language could be used to describe him. So he dryly said: "Exactly, good looking! He smiled slightly, just a small smile, and all the flowers in the mountain valley bloomed."

  "One step into spring, one smile and flowers bloom, could it be that fairy?"

  "Does he know him?"

  Duanmu Chengyang shook his head and said honestly: "I don't recognize him".

  "Alas," said Lu Jing with a sigh, "my brother fought with a villain in red and was seriously injured. I don't know how he is now."

  "Is he really your brother?" Duanmu Cheng asked persistently without letting up.

  Lu Jing thought for a moment and replied: "It's brother."

  "Wow, then aren't you also a fairy? So you're really an immortal goddess!"

  Lu Jian shook his head again, but Duanmu Cheng completely didn't notice, indulging in the joy of picking up another immortal to take home.

  "This immortal person I've heard Master talk about."

  "Really?"

  Duanmu Yan said seriously, "Of course, Master said he is a very powerful Upper Immortal. You know, an Upper Immortal is the highest level among immortals, and it's only possible to achieve this level if one has a natural affinity with heaven and earth. I heard that even ordinary gods find it difficult to meet such an Upper Immortal, let alone us ordinary people."

  "Huh?" Lu Jian felt disappointed, but Duanmu Chengyang waved his hand indifferently: "But you're different, you're his sister, after all. A sister meeting her brother is only natural, who would dare stop you."

  "This..." Lu Jian became even more despondent, propping herself up on the table with a self-abandoning expression: "Actually, I'm not her sister, just calling him 'brother' in my heart, and we've never spoken before. It seems like I won't be able to see him after all."

  Has it really returned to the rich girl's storyline? Why does it feel more exciting this way? Du Mu Yan was thinking wildly.

  "Don't give up, immortals aren't all living in heaven, there's always a way to find him."

  "Do you have a way?" Lu Jian lazily glanced at him.

  Du Mu Yan shook his head, "No."

  "Alas!"

  "Alas!"

  After dinner, Mu Detian specially took her home to change into her sister's clothes and boiled water for her to wash up.

  When everything was ready, Duanmu Yan led her in front of the mirror.

  Although she doesn't look fat, her face is like a white bun. Her eyelids are extremely thin, and the corners of her eyes are upturned, making her look lively and spirited. The dark green pupils hidden under her long eyelashes keep rolling around restlessly, which is quite adorable.

  "He pointed at the mirror: 'Look there, this suit may not be as good as yours in terms of material, but it's still quite nice. What's wrong with you? Don't you like it?'"

  Lu Jing said nothing, but his eyes grew wider as he stared at the mirror, occasionally lifting his arm to pinch his cheeks and ears. The expression on his face was a mix of horror, joy, incredulity, and inexplicability, incredibly rich.

  Du Mu felt his head getting heavier and heavier...

  "Does he really look like me?"

  Nodding nodding.

  Lu Jing slowly squatted down, covering her face with both hands. Duanmu Cheng also followed suit, gently pushing her arm and asking, "Hey, what's wrong? Don't you like the clothes?"

  Shaking head.

  "Then you haven't eaten enough?"

  Shaking head.

  "Oh, I see, you look like a young lady from a wealthy family, you wouldn't want me to help you comb your hair, would you?"

  The deer arrow face was finally freed from his palm, and he looked at Du Mu Yang with big eyes shining brightly.

  "Alright, alright!"

  “……”

  One hour later.

  "Are you going or not? My neck is getting sore."

  "I'm used to it, I comb my hair every day by myself."

  "Why are you still combing so slowly?"

  "You want to style a girl's hair? I need to study this."

  Two hours later.

  "Is it okay now?"

  "Oh no, your hair is too short, this pin won't stay in."

  "Wait a minute," said the little girl, pulling out a beautiful red silk ribbon from her bosom. "This is brother's, it's said to be a hairband, will this do?"

  "Okay, okay."

  Du Mu Yan was entwining his hair with one hand while still unable to suppress the doubts in his mind.

  "Don't you have any acquaintances?"

  Lu Jing stared at the mirror, looking at the sparkling gemstone on her hair tie, and said without thinking: "I'm going to find my brother!"

  "What's going on here? You said he wasn't your real brother, so why are you still looking for him?"

  Lu Jian Da Li took a deep breath and seemed to have made up his mind, saying loudly: "I want to see him one more time!"

  Three hours later.

  Deer arrow yawned, "I'm sleepy too".

  Du Mu Yan also couldn't help but yawn: "If you're sleepy, just sleep. We'll deal with it tomorrow."

  Lu Jing wore a loose bun on her head, with the hairband wrapped around it in circles, resembling a red glutinous rice dumpling. She nodded repeatedly, and the dumpling-like bun jumped up and down with each nod.

  "Alright, I'm going to sleep, where am I sleeping?" A yawn was so big that his mouth couldn't stretch enough.

  "Bed, you sleep on this one, I'll go sleep in Master's room."