Chapter 53. But… but… it has been a week since Jiang Nongqin moved next door to Lin Xun.

During this week, Jiang Nongqin would often make some snacks and bring them over.

The most troublesome part was that these snacks weren’t expensive; they were purely a gesture of her goodwill, making it hard for Lin Xun to refuse.

These snacks all had a milky fragrance, likely because milk was added.

And every time Nong Qin brought food, Lin Xun found that Qinger would also make some food to return the favor.

To be fair, Nong Qin’s cooking was actually better than Qinger’s… but!

Whenever snacks made by both Qinger and Nong Qin were placed on the fruit plate, Lin Xun would devour everything Qinger made, while leaving quite a bit of Nong Qin’s.

Every time Qinger saw this, although she didn’t say anything, the sweet smile overflowing from the corners of her mouth and her tiny dimples made Lin Xun feel he had made the most correct decision of his life.

Of course, there were times when Lin Xun couldn’t eat another bite.

But whenever he was full, he would sit in the courtyard holding the snack plate, looking at that brightly colored large stone, big enough to make two tombstones.

Without a doubt, these stones were meant for tombstones.

However, Lin Xun wasn’t quite sure whether the names carved on the two would be his and Nong Qin’s, or his and Qinger’s.

But Lin Xun felt the latter was more likely.

Since Nong Qin moved in, melodious zither music would ring out every morning.

The music was graceful, like a bubbling spring, very harmonious and pleasant.

This reminded Lin Xun of when he was still in the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, all because he had once said, “Your zither music sounds very good.”

As a result, this same silly girl would carry a heavy Jade Zither to play in front of his courtyard every morning, and after finishing, she would run away shyly with the instrument in her arms.

“Sigh.”

Lin Xun sighed.

He didn’t know if Nong Qin had really realized his identity.

But, why bother?

With Nong Qin’s figure and beauty, and as the Direct Disciple of the Magic Zither Hall, what kind of young talent wouldn’t be a match for her? Why must she hang herself on a crooked tree like him?

Could it be that his crooked tree was particularly thick?

Fortunately, the relationship between Qinger and Nong Qin seemed quite good. Especially lately, Qinger had become obsessed with making pastries, and sometimes they would even discuss how to make them together.

For example, today they went shopping together, leaving Lin Xun alone in the courtyard.

Lin Xun was actually a bit surprised by Qinger’s attitude toward Nong Qin, but on second thought, it wasn’t incomprehensible.

This alley was quite remote with few residents; they were either middle-aged women or elderly aunts, as the young marriageable girls had already moved to the bustling streets.

So when Qinger came home from work, she didn’t have any friends to talk about private girl talk with.

Now that Nong Qin had finally arrived, even though she was two or three years older, the two girls still had plenty to talk about.

Of course, Lin Xun also felt it was inseparable from his “persistence” during this time!

During this period, Lin Xun had been perfectly upright! Let alone going to Nong Qin’s courtyard, he didn’t even dare lean against the wall!

Because Lin Xun and Nong Qin were only separated by a wall that could be hopped over in a single tumble.

“Forget it, I’ll take a nap.”

In the courtyard, the solitary Lin Xun yawned, pulled the thin quilt carrying Qinger’s faint scent over his head, and was about to fall asleep.

Just as Lin Xun was dozing off, suddenly, a breeze drifted by, and a faint, ethereal fragrance reached his nose.

Lin Xun slowly opened his eyes, pulled down the quilt, and sighed softly in his heart.

He stood up from the lounge chair and opened the courtyard gate.

Standing at the gate was a woman like a jade statue, her translucent skin glowing faintly under the sunlight.

She, who had been blinking while looking at the gate, hadn’t expected it to open.

But the moment she saw Lin Xun, a bright light flashed in her eyes, like ten thousand flowers blooming at once, or a thousand Kongming Lanterns lighting up the night sky.

However, soon, a look of worry and nervousness appeared on her flawless face, and her small hands gently pinched the hem of her skirt.

With her small head lowered, she looked like a little girl waiting for punishment.

“I… I just came to take a look, I’ll leave right away.” Saying this, the girl timidly raised her eyes, both worried he would be angry and wanting to look at him more. “I… I wasn’t being disobedient…”

“Sigh.”

Lin Xun sighed softly in his heart and turned to close the door.

“Let’s go, I’ll walk you out of the city.”

“Okay.”

Ruo Wangchen followed behind Lin Xun.

Lin Xun chose a small path with few pedestrians, which was also the opposite direction from where Qingshang and Nong Qin were shopping.

Lin Xun slowed down a bit, but he was still quite fast. The girl’s steps were small, requiring her to take two steps and then a little trot to keep up with him.

As usual, both were silent. The girl kept her head up, looking at his back, her clear eyes blinking like a pool of transparent spring water.

She never seemed to tire of looking at his back.

“The Zilin Grand Ceremony is over. Are you going back to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Continent?”

Lin Xun asked.

“Yes.”

The girl behind Lin Xun nodded obediently.

“What Realm are you at now?”

“Gol… Golden Core.”

“How is it still the Golden Core? No progress at all?”

“Wu~~~~”

The girl whimpered softly, her fair head lowering slightly as her small hands pinched her skirt, looking a bit aggrieved.

“I’m… I’m sorry…”

“Forget it, Golden Core is fine too.” Lin Xun didn’t dwell on the topic. He actually felt he had been too strict; she was only eighteen, and reaching the Late Stage of the Golden Core Realm was already rare.

“How was your trip? Did you have fun?”

“I did.” When she said these two words, her eyes were once again fixed on Lin Xun’s broad back.

Lin Xun: “It’s rare to hear you say you had fun. Are there any fun places in the Zilin Holy Land?”

The girl was about to speak but hesitated, lowering her head and following closely behind Lin Xun. Lin Xun didn’t press her.

West of Luo City, there were many people seeing others off.

“Go back and practice hard. Don’t let your mind wander. When you travel, don’t let people trick you… Uh, forget it, it seems no one can trick you anyway…”

Looking at the girl before him, Lin Xun gave a few instructions, but she just kept her head down, standing obediently in front of him.

“I’ll leave you here. I’m going.”

Lin Xun let out a soft breath and turned to leave, but the corner of his clothes was pulled again.

“In the Zilin Holy Land, Wang Chen stayed in the courtyard the whole time and didn’t go out…”

“Hmm?”

“Wang Chen doesn’t know if there are any fun places in the Zilin Holy Land…”

“Ah… I see…”

“But… but…”

Wang Chen raised her head, her watery eyes blinking as she looked at Lin Xun.

“But in the Zilin Holy Land… seeing you… Wang Chen felt… very happy…”