Before having a child, he often slept with the landlady and Lady Yan under the sa quilt; now... the situation has changed, but they still sleep together.
He leaned over from the side, wrapping his arms around the beautiful woman’s waist.
The landlady was awakened, slightly tilted her head, opened her sleepy eyes, and pleaded, "Husband, we still have work to do during the day..."
Li Yuan didn’t do anything more, just held her in his arms, thinking for a while about the dreamlike experience from last night until now.
Because it had only been four days since the great battle in the Black Market Ghost Realm, and the Shadow Blood in his body still needed recovery, he continued to rest,
spend ti with his children;
check on his adopted daughter;
use the Flying Bird to check a few specific locations;
visit the landlady’s restaurant to sit, drink wine, and taste tea, while also listening to news about the Demon Hunters and ssages from afar.
And in the evening, Li Yuan would ride in the carriage ho with the landlady.
The autumn scene was lancholic and beautiful, as the carriage slowly moved along.
From the bustling city to the suburbs, people beca scarce, and the scenery beca more charming.
Dry leaves flew in the wind, while red leaves still clung to the branches.
The landlady leaned tiredly on the man’s shoulder, a happy smile on her face.
anwhile, Li Yuan looked out the window, thinking to himself: If life could continue like this, it wouldn’t be bad.
Unfortunately, above this expectation, there’s a faint shadow of gloom.
...
After dinner, Pang Yuanhua pushed a wheelchair to Li Yuan’s side.
"Brother, you won’t believe what changes have happened on Ghost Street."
"Is it that gray-clad vendor again?"
"Yes, brother, the gray-clad vendor appeared again.
But this ti, it... turned into a woman, with a wooden tray hanging around her neck, and the tray filled with rouges.
Her cry was the sa as before, except with one additional sentence."
"What sentence?"
"Sir, the new shop has opened, co take a look..." Pang Yuanhua imitated that smiling voice, with just a hint of chills.
"And then?" Li Yuan continued to ask.
Pang Yuanhua paused, then continued: "People from the outside saw two vendors on the street, and the beautiful gray-clad woman, so they all went to buy from the gray-clad woman.
There was even a man who said he wanted to follow the gray-clad woman to her new shop to have a look."
"What kind of man was that?"
"With a lecherous look, doesn’t seem like a good person. But, that’s quite normal... those who get lost in Ghost Street don’t seem like good people..." Pang Yuanhua sighed softly.
"Sotis I really wonder if this Ghost Street is the legendary Underworld, where evildoers et Evil Ghosts, pay a price before leaving, only to die... Doesn’t it just embody the cycle of karma and retribution?
But... what did we mortals do wrong?"
Li Yuan laughed, "Could it be a selection for Ghost Soldiers?"
"You’re joking, brother..." Pang Yuanhua’s expression wasn’t good.
Li Yuan asked, "Yuanhua, haven’t you broken the curse? Why still this way?"
Pang Yuanhua said, "These days, I’ve seen those foreign mortals.
On them, I saw so... bloody futures."
"What do you an?"
"Once you beco a mortal, you remain a mortal forever.
And mortals, if they wish to seize stronger power, must encounter even more terrifying curses, then spend money to buy off their curses.
Every ti they buy a curse, they gain a bit more power...
And within these powers, it’s said to hide the secret of longevity.
Brother, think about it, most people who beco mortals are ordinary people, and they can’t break through the Sixth Grade with Life Atlas.
But who wouldn’t want to live longer?
Now that mortals also have a way to live longer, wouldn’t everyone chase after it?
Even... myself.
I would also chase after it.
Because no one can resist the allure of lifespan."
After a short conversation, Pang Yuanhua left.
...
That night, the landlady was too tired, so she let the personal maid accompany the master.
After Li Yuan fell asleep, he ca to Lady Yan’s side.
The couple sent Xiaozhao away and enjoyed themselves in the gloomy inner room before walking out.
Xiaozhao was playing in the shop’s lobby, lying on a long bench by the window, looking outside.
The lobby was bright and warm, but the girl’s back seed inexplicably lonely.
She had her hands and cheeks pressed against the crystal stone of the window, quietly watching into the distance.
The street outside was pitch black,
only a winding, narrow path, like a snake’s corpse shining a faint light, stretched far away.
Few people were on this path, and those who occasionally rushed past weren’t people.
Xiaozhao seed to see sothing, happily shouting, "Flower!"
When Li Yuan and Lady Yan arrived, she excitedly held her parents’ hands, "There’s a big sister selling flowers! Xiaozhao likes flowers!"
Li Yuan glanced outside, seeing the little girl with the blood-red headscarf selling flowers from a basket; he held his daughter, sternly saying, "You can’t go."
"Why?" Xiaozhao didn’t understand.
Li Yuan said, "It’s dangerous."
Xiaozhao felt wronged, and after a long while, she said, "I don’t have any friends... I want a friend..."
Li Yuan said, "Your brother doesn’t have friends either, but he’s happy practicing with his knife every day. Besides, you siblings can be friends."
Xiaozhao thought for a mont, looked up, her pure, flawless eyes like white jade, sweetly said, "I’ll listen to dad, I won’t find the big sister, won’t buy flowers, I’ll play with my brother tomorrow."
Seeing his daughter so obedient, Li Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
As they spoke, suddenly the door opened, as if a chill wind blew in from outside.
The gray-clad vendor, smiling, brought in a man with an icy deanor, then stood aside, politely saying, "Welco."
Once the man stepped in, his eyes swept around and quickly spotted the family of three conversing by the window in the lobby.
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