Senior Sister Bai Yueguang is incredibly strong.

Chapter 4 Mid-Autumn Festival

Days passed by amidst playful bickering, and Luo Zai Shui gradually learned that the Wen family at the foot of the mountain had swallowed up a small sect.

Although this incident did not cause much of a stir, it was enough to alert the major sects and clans.

Every autumn and winter, Luo Zai Shui can feel the passage of life more clearly.

She lay listlessly on the deck chair, an autumn leaf slowly falling into her hand before being blown away by the wind.

"Why is Senior Sister sitting in the courtyard again, enjoying the cool breeze?" Ji Tinghan, holding a prayer lantern, stood outside the courtyard, her brows slightly furrowed. "It's windy today, Senior Sister, you should go back inside and rest."

Luo Zai Shui really didn't want to move, so she opened her eyes, beckoned him in with her finger.

“Senior sister, these are the lanterns for this year’s Mid-Autumn Festival prayers. Senior brother chose them for you. If you have the energy today, why don’t we go down the mountain together for a stroll? This is junior sister’s first Mid-Autumn Festival at Xianyun Peak.”

Luo Zai Shui took the lantern and examined it closely; it was an exquisite peach blossom lantern.

"It's Mid-Autumn Festival again. How long has it been since I went out?" Luo Zai Shui was a little dazed.

"It's been almost half a month. If you're feeling unwell, Senior Sister, you should go back to your room and rest as soon as possible."

"it is good."

Luo Zai Shui didn't have much strength to get up, but seeing that the sun was shining brightly outside, she went out of the house, only to almost fall asleep there.

She held the lantern in her hand, not getting up, lost in thought.

"Senior Sister..." Ji Tinghan saw that Luo Zai Shui wasn't moving and wanted to go forward to help her. He knew very well that his senior sister's health was deteriorating year by year. In earlier years, she could still hold his hand and go down the mountain to stroll around the lantern festival, but now...

Luo Zai Shui waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need his help: "I'm afraid that if I go with you guys tonight, I'll spoil your fun, so I won't go. You go and play with Mu Yi and the others first. I'll lie down for a while before going back to my room."

The same words were used every year. Knowing Luo Zai Shui's plan, Ji Ting Han didn't linger any longer: "Then Senior Sister, please rest well. I'll come to see you another day."

Luo played with the lantern in her hand, watching Ji Tinghan's departing figure, and sighed softly. She raised her other hand and looked through the gaps between her fingers at the withered leaves on the pear tree. Death did not seem to be a distant thing.

This year's Mid-Autumn Festival should be no different from previous years. She will be lying in the house like a corpse, while her fellow students will go down the mountain to visit the lantern festival after training. Then, the next day, there will be some more strange little trinkets in the house.

But this year seems a little different. The junior sister brought a box of mooncakes, saying she wanted to keep her company.

Luo Zai Shui smiled and declined. Being young, she was always more lively and active. She spent all her time cultivating on the mountain, and her only entertainment was probably going down the mountain to stroll around during festivals. How boring it would be to stay with someone who didn't like to talk.

Su Wusi ignored him and busied herself decorating her courtyard. Xue Xin and Ji Tinghan also came to help with the arrangements.

Luo couldn't persuade them, so she let them go.

She slept soundly until nightfall. Someone was whispering outside, clearly not wanting to disturb her. The light and shadow in the courtyard were intertwined, making it impossible to tell whether it was lamplight or moonlight.

"Third senior brother, have Master and senior uncles arrived yet?" It was the junior sister's voice.

"My master sent word that he's going to fetch a pot of wine," Xue Xin replied.

"Mooncakes! Mooncakes! Freshly baked mooncakes! They smell so good!" Jian Muyi tried to keep her voice down, but she couldn't contain her excitement.

Ji Tinghan couldn't help but hit him on the head with her fan: "Keep your voice down, don't wake up your senior sister."

Luo Zai Shui struggled to get up, pushed open the door, and found that the courtyard had already changed its appearance.

There was an extra wooden table and several long benches, and the table was piled high with this kind of food, almost overflowing. Various lanterns were hung on the fence in the yard, which must have been put up by Su Wusi and the others in the afternoon.

As soon as she came out, everyone went to greet her.

"Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, Senior Sister!"

Su Wusi took the lead and stuffed a silver hairpin into her hand. Xue Xin followed closely behind and prepared some tonics for her. Jian Muyi found her a jade flute, and Ji Tinghan gave her a wolf-hair brush.

Luo Zai Shui held the gifts somewhat awkwardly, a mixture of helplessness and amusement on her face: "What are you doing? I didn't prepare any return gifts."

"Senior sister takes good care of us, so these gifts are only right. Moreover, we plan to trouble you today to have a small gathering in your courtyard. We hope you won't mind."

"You," Luo Zai Shui said with a smile, tapping Su Wu Si's forehead with a hint of doting in her voice.

Xue Xin nudged Ji Tinghan: "Learn from her, look how good Junior Sister is at making Senior Sister happy."

Ji Tinghan unceremoniously threw his fan back at her: "If you stop fighting with Jian Muyi, your senior sister will have less to worry about."

Jian Muyi, who was named, said she felt wronged.

"It seems we've come at the right time. Our little one is already up. If he doesn't get up soon, the moon will be asleep."

Xie Jing carried a food box, while Lu Da carried two jugs of sake. Even the usually irritable sect leader had a smile on his face and was holding two bags of mooncakes.

"Oh my, you've prepared so much!" Xie Jing noticed that there was nowhere to put the things in his hands and pretended to take the food box back. "Then it's a pity that I brought the crab roe pastry. I guess I'll just have to take it back and eat it by myself."

Luo Zai Shui's eyes lit up: "The crab roe pastry from Xian Le Zhai down the mountain? I'll eat it!"

"If you eat this, you won't have room for anything else. No, no, these are all the good wishes of your junior brothers and sisters. As their master, I have to step aside."

He said that, but his hands were not idle. With a wave of his hand, another glass table appeared in the courtyard, which seemed somewhat out of place with her courtyard.

Luo Zai Shui sighed, "Master, this is too much. I have an unused table in my room. I can just have Mu Yi bring it over."

Xie Jing waved his hand to indicate that he didn't need it, and casually conjured up his folding fan and fanned himself: "What I want is style."

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Lu Da/Sect Leader:(￢_￢)

Jian Muyi helped move the food that couldn't fit on the table to the glass table.

"Master, you only brought two bags of mooncakes?"

The sect leader raised his hand and slammed it down: "You have a problem with that?"

"No, no, I wouldn't dare." Jian Muyi protected his head, not daring to voice any further objections.

"Alright, alright, everyone's here. Sit down, don't be so formal. Standing for so long, you're not tired, but I am."

Xie Jing gestured for them to sit down, and Luo, tired from the water station, simply sat down opposite Xie Jing.

She looked around and, noticing that her senior brother wasn't there, asked, "Where is senior brother?"

Xue Xin sat down next to his master: "He seemed to say he was going down the mountain to buy something, and told us not to wait for him tonight."

Xie Jing poured himself a glass of wine, casually swirled it, and laughed, "It's good that he didn't have time, otherwise there wouldn't be enough room."

Actually, there was plenty of room for the eight of them to sit, but there were two people per bench. If Shi Ming came, he might have to squeeze in with the others.

"Oh dear, speak of the devil and he appears." Xie Jingbu set up the mountain-guarding formation, so he knew exactly who was entering and leaving the mountain gate.

Luo Zai Shui didn't reply, but occasionally glanced outside the courtyard.

Before long, the figure outside the courtyard became clearer and clearer.

"Come, come, Xiao Shi, you've arrived just in time. We've been waiting for you." Xie Jing beckoned him in.

"Senior Brother, come sit here!"

As he spoke, Ji Tinghan nudged Jian Muyi, leaving the empty spot next to Luo by the water for Shi Ming.

Shi Ming nodded and then sat down.

"Hey, why are you pushing me? Can't Senior Brother sit next to Master?"

Jian Muyi didn't want his master sitting next to him while he ate, feeling like his master might suddenly lash out and give him a sharp rap on the head at any moment.

More or less, everyone on the field was giving him a sharp look.

The two parties involved were, one with his head down drinking tea, and the other looking up at the moon.

Xie Jing, somewhat exasperated, took the initiative to start the conversation: "What did you buy when you were little?"

Shi Ming took out a food box and a lucky bag from his storage ring.

"The lucky bag was given to me by Elder Jinghe when I passed by Ganming Temple. He said it could bring peace and safety. I have no use for it, so I might as well give it to my junior sister. As for the osmanthus cake I bought, it won't spoil for a while. My junior brothers and sisters can take it back after the event."

Xie Jing smiled and looked at Shi Ming, a hint of amusement in his eyes. Ganming Temple was thousands of miles away, not so easy to pass by. And this osmanthus cake, only his disciple in the entire peak liked to eat it.

Luo Zai Shui took the lucky bag from Shi Ming's hand, feeling a warmth in her heart: "Thank you, Senior Brother."

Xie Jing looked at the two of them and couldn't help but sigh. If they had been in better health in the water, perhaps a few years later the world would have another perfect couple.

"Come on, come on, it's rare for us to get together, let's have a toast."

The sect leader took the lead in raising his cup, and everyone else poured wine into their own cups as well.

Shi Ming stopped Luo Zai Shui from pouring wine into her teacup and handed her a cup of tea instead.

"If you're not feeling well, don't drink alcohol. Just have tea instead. Eat more later; you've lost weight these past few days."

Luo Zai Shui stopped making excuses, picked up her teacup and stood up: "Then you should at least say something."

"Then I wish Xianyun Peak all the best!"

Jian Muyi raised his glass.

"Alright! Then I wish Xianyun Peak all the best!"

May Xianyun Peak prosper!

After exchanging toasts, everyone became slightly tipsy and bolder.

"Master, one day I will defeat you and become the greatest swordsman in the world!"

Jian Muyi stepped onto the bench, raised his cup to the moon, and looked quite dashing.

"Get down here!" Ji Tinghan kicked him down, and the brat spilled wine on his clothes.

"Senior sister..." Su Wusi clung to Luo Zaishui without any regard for her image.

Xue Xin slumped onto the table, murmuring, "Mother..."

"These little rascals really can't hold their liquor."

Xie Jing downed the wine in his glass in one gulp: "You all still sober, take them down to rest. Don't rush to clean up here, get some rest too."

"it is good."

Sect Leader Xie Jingtong and Senior Uncle Lu left first. Shi Ming waited for Jian Muyi to finish his drunken rampage before dragging him away. Although Ji Tinghan was also a little drunk, he was still conscious and helped Xue Xin back to his room.

Luo Zai Shui was too exhausted to take Su Wu Si back to her room, so he had no choice but to settle her in his spare room.

"Senior sister...don't go..."

Luo brought her a cup of tea and fed it to her, then gently patted her back: "Don't go, don't go, go to sleep, or you'll have a headache tomorrow."

Unexpectedly, the little girl hugged her tightly: "Senior sister, waaaah, I miss you so much, I miss Master so much, I want to go back to Xianyun Peak, but... but... Xianyun Peak is already... waaaah, I want to go home."

Luo Zai Shui's heart was suddenly stabbed. What did she mean by that? She hurriedly got up, but Su Wu Si held onto her tightly.

"Senior sister, please don't go, I beg you..."

"Knock knock knock, junior sister, are you asleep?"

It was the voice of the eldest disciple.

She suppressed her panic and went to open the door.

"Junior sister, why do you look so pale?"

Under the moonlight, her face was as white as a sheet of paper, which inevitably worried Shi Ming.

"Senior brother, I'm fine. Why are you back again? Did you leave something behind?"

"No, I just saw that your place was neglected, so I stopped by to help you clean it up. You can rest for a bit, I'll be leaving soon."

Luo was in severe pain from the angina, so she had no choice but to agree.

Shi Ming stood not far away, watching the last piece of her dress disappear before turning his gaze away.

Luo Zai Shui leaned against the door, her eyes vacant, the pain in her chest causing her to gasp for breath.

She slowly slid down to the ground, hot tears falling silently.

"What should I do? What should I do..."

She had long forgotten her past life; Xianyun Peak was her only home. She would not allow those things to happen, she would not allow them to happen...