Chapter 154 Five Hundred and Sixty-Eight

When Wei Yuan was finishing a table of dishes, he finally realized what he had forgotten.

By the time he arrived at the milk tea shop,

he saw a table full of milk tea cups and a Yu race girl sprawled on the sofa, a look of pure satisfaction on her face. Feng Siyu currently had two straws in her mouth, gulping down two different flavors of milk tea simultaneously.

Wei Yuan's brow twitched.

*Have you never been full since you were born?*

Seeing Wei Yuan's expression, Feng Siyu's eyes lit up. She sucked hard on the straws, pulling up the last few pearls, and greeted him while chewing:

"Hic… Mr. Wei, you're here?"

A man in his thirties, seeing this, breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards Wei Yuan, a worried look on his face. "Sir, you know this young girl, right? She's eaten everything in our shop. We're a little worried she'll burst her stomach and need to see a doctor."

Wei Yuan was silent for a moment, then said, "It's okay, she does have a bit of a large appetite."

The milk tea shop owner breathed another sigh of relief.

Then he pulled out a long receipt from his uniform pocket, the bottom almost touching the ground, curled up, and politely smiled:

"So, the total is five hundred and sixty-eight.

"Will you be paying by scanning the code or with cash?"

Wei Yuan: "…………"

He pulled out his phone and looked at his account balance.

The corners of Wei Guanzhu's eyes twitched. A strictly unemployed vagrant, he said without batting an eye:

"Scan the code."

He paused, then said:

"And pack three more to go."

……………………

Wei Yuan brought Feng Siyu back to the flower shop.

He briefly introduced the Yu race girl to the three others.

Because whether it was Jue, or Ehuang and Nuying, they had all seen the Yu race before. In the late Five Emperors period, the Yumin Kingdom was also an ally of the Central Plains, so they easily accepted Feng Siyu's appearance. Ehuang and Nuying were somewhat sentimental. In the past, some of their close friends may have come from the Yumin Kingdom.

Now, with the passage of time, it was a rare comfort to see the descendants of old friends.

Nuying was still holding a grudge in her heart, not planning to pay any attention to the potter.

She wasn't even planning to touch the dishes he made.

But after taking a bite, she couldn't help but keep eating, grumbling in her heart.

*This potter's cooking skills aren't bad…*

*Why did King Yu ask him to make pottery?*

*Wouldn't it be better to keep him around as a cook?*

Time always seemed to pass quickly. After lunch, Ehuang pondered Wei Yuan's words, wanting to return to the Xiang River to try it out, while Nuying wanted to stay in the human world, so the two temporarily parted ways.

Feng Siyu temporarily ran off to Yu Ji's studio to crash on her bed.

Nuying unceremoniously chose to sleep with Jue.

She asked Jue how she had met the museum owner next door in this life. Hearing her describe the ghost incidents so casually, and hearing about the ignorant Wohu and the Daoist from the Three Kingdoms era, Nuying became increasingly unhappy. She blinked her eyes and said:

"By the way, Jue, do you remember that cook from the Tushan tribe… I mean, that potter?"

Jue nodded and said, "Yuan."

Because it was an ancient term, although the meaning was the same, the pronunciation was different.

"Yes, yes, that's him."

"If the undying flower you gave him really works, and he's resurrected in this life, what would you do?"

Jue pondered for a moment and said, "I should go see him, and then have a cup of tea, right?"

"I would also occasionally visit him, and give him some flowers, hoping he can be safe in this life."

"After all, he was my best friend when I was young."

"And then what?"

"What then…"

"Is that it?"

"Yes."

The heavenly maiden's long hair was loose, she was wearing a light-colored nightgown, her expression gentle and peaceful. She smiled and said, "Reuniting with an old friend is originally a joyous thing, what else is there to say? A cup of tea is enough. Over tea, a few words can be exchanged about the past. Perhaps he believes it, or perhaps he doesn't, either is fine."

Nuying didn't like this answer. She twisted and turned for a long time, then blurted out:

"What if this Yuan is the Yuan over there?"

As soon as she said it, seeing the girl's slightly surprised expression, she quickly added:

"I mean, hypothetically, just hypothetically."

"Would you tell him too?"

Jue's eyes narrowed slightly, and she pondered for a moment, saying, "If it were Yuan, I probably wouldn't say it like that, wouldn't tell him at the beginning. I would need to wait for an opportunity to arise…"

Nuying's eyes widened: "Why?"

The heavenly maiden naturally replied, "Because I understand him."

She changed her tone to a softer one, saying, "I've read books written by modern people, and watched those TV shows. Many people are imprisoned or sacrifice something for their friends, and then become resentful and turn against each other. When I see these things, I also recall and think about them."

"I was alone on Mount Kunlun for a thousand years, naturally lonely and desolate."

"If I were to say I regret it, I wouldn't regret it."

"But whether there is truly no resentment, not even a trace of emotion arising from it, that's probably impossible."

"And even if I myself am calmer than I think, what about Yuan? He is a human with emotions and desires. Would he feel guilty… and therefore, in his interactions with me, in our friendship, would he mix in thoughts of guilt and gratitude? But people's emotions are not constant. Guilt will gradually disappear, and the day of repaying kindness will come to an end."

"Once it's made clear, we would have to face these things."

"And I understand him, and I understand myself."

The girl turned on the lamp next to her and said:

"The people he used to interact with and accompany were Zhang Jiao, Zhuge Kongming, and Liu Bei."

"And he has suffered the pain of reincarnation."

"So what he yearns for is something purer, without guilt, not because of repaying kindness, but a kind of feeling that doesn't change even after thousands of years… I feel the same way about this, so we need an opportunity to dispel the events of those thousand years."

Nuying listened, somewhat dazed. She raised her eyes to look at the girl and muttered:

"I feel like you're more mature than me."

"I should be older than you."

Immediately, she saw Jue deep in thought, and said, "Speaking of which, Yuan once lived during the Three Kingdoms period, and now he can successfully reincarnate. Could it be that he really is…"

Nuying shuddered and quickly said, "Just hypothetical, hypothetical."

"You see, the names of these two people are so similar, it just suddenly reminded me."

"Besides, this guy is good at cooking. That guy back then was a potter. Ah, thinking about it that way, they're not alike at all, right?"

Nuying explained somewhat flusteredly.

Then she saw the heavenly maiden just looking at her with a smile.

Jue smiled and said, "Of course, just hypothetical, I know."

"Sister Nuying, good night."

She turned off the light.

…………………

The next day, Wei Yuan got up early, first planted the seeds he brought back from Mount Kunlun, and then stretched his body a little. Today he had agreed with Jue that when Jue took Nuying to sightsee, she would also bring Feng Siyu to learn about this world, so he had enough free time.

So today their pace of life should be quite like an old-fashioned train.

*Eat, stroll, eat, stroll, eat.*

Wei Yuan smiled at this old joke, then took out the dagger from the era of the *Shan Hai Jing*, carrying it with him. Today he was going to Longhu Mountain.

Because of the contract with Zhu Jiuyin.

Because of the drum.

Also, to specifically discuss how to expand and improve the team of the Wohu lineage.

And… to get a settlement fee.

Wei Yuan thought of his account balance, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

A meal could cost five or six hundred just for dessert.

And that was just a normal milk tea shop.

He couldn't afford to support her. He had to go to Zhang Ruosu and legally and reasonably swindle some funding.

He flicked the divine dagger, feeling the power contained within it. Wei Yuan looked in the direction of Longhu Mountain, picked up a pen, and after a long time, sighed and wrote a line of words.

"Museum Collection – 006…"

………………

Jue pushed open the door.

"Yuan, when we go out today…"

There was no one in the museum.

The water ghost poked his head out and said, "Boss just went out, about half an hour ago, to Longhu Mountain."

"I see…"

Jue said regretfully, "I wanted to ask him if there was anything he needed to buy.

"I could have helped bring it back today."

She saw the display cases in the museum and suddenly remembered that she had never come here to look at them. She also thought that Ehuang seemed very interested in this place yesterday. Perhaps she could prepare gifts based on these things the next time she visited. She gently stepped over, wanting to take a look.

She saw the feather fan and the nine-section staff, and although she was a little surprised,

she also thought it was normal.

The ink dragon jade had been taken away, so she couldn't see it.

Finally, the girl walked to the innermost part, raised her hand, and gently lifted the curtain at the very back. Inside was an ancient, rustic, and primitive piece of pottery—a painted beast-eared pottery pot from the years when humans and gods coexisted.

It had an imperfect vermilion glaze.

Rustic and complete, with soft curves.

It had the nine-tailed pattern of the Tushan clan.

She saw a line of words below it.

*Made by Yuan, used by Yu, hidden by Nujiao.*

*Returned to Yuan.*

*Museum Collection – 001.*

Inside the pottery, there were also seeds and soil, and a line of words that seemed to have just been written on a piece of paper. The handwriting was complex and twisted, showing the writer's complicated emotions. The girl quietly looked at it, and finally gently placed her hand on the glass display case, softly saying:

"Museum Collection – 006"

"Kunlun Jade Beauty."

"A thousand years of loneliness, how can it be repaid…"