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Old Man Mu also stood up, patted Mu Qinghan on the shoulder, and had a knowing smile in his eyes.
"Then let's go first."
After the others left, Tu Shan Rongrong walked over slowly, a smile playing on her lips.
"Young Master Mu, you must be tired today. Why don't you stay for a simple meal?"
Mu Qinghan looked up and met Tu Shan Yaya's furtive glance from not far away.
The girl stood behind the pear tree, her hands behind her back, her eyes sparkling. When no one was looking, she quickly winked at him.
His lips unconsciously curved into a smile as he responded to Tu Shan Rongrong's words.
"Then I'll have to trouble Miss Rongrong."
Even without that attempt to persuade him to stay, he had already planned to spend the night in Tushan.
If we turn around and leave now, the light in that little guy's eyes will probably dim instantly, and he might hide in his room feeling lost for a long time.
After dinner, as dusk deepened, lanterns in Tushan lit up one by one, casting a warm yellow light on the stone path.
Mu Qinghan and Tu Shan Yaya walked side by side onto the small arched bridge. The river water beneath the bridge rippled with light, and schools of black carp swam by, their long tails swaying. Their scales gleamed warmly under the lamplight, making them quite beautiful.
"These fish look quite lively."
Mu Qinghan said casually.
Upon hearing this, Tu Shan Ya Ya raised her chin slightly, with a hint of smugness in her expression.
"Of course, this is a variety I specially selected, it's the most tender when grown for cooking."
She paused, then added, "It's just an ordinary edible carp, nothing rare, don't overthink it."
Mu Qinghan nodded with a smile, but his gaze was suddenly drawn to a bright golden hue in the water.
That touch of gold stood out conspicuously among the swarms of black carp, like scattered gold dust on dark silk.
He looked closely and saw that it was a golden carp with a long tail fin that swayed gently in the water, each movement accompanied by an elegant arc.
The golden scales refracted tiny sparkles under the light, as if the whole body was wrapped in a layer of sunlight.
"That is……"
He pointed to the golden carp in the water.
Tu Shan Ya Ya followed his finger and looked down. Her eyes softened instantly, and her tone became gentler.
"Oh, those are the descendants of the earliest carp."
She tilted her head and thought for a moment, then added somewhat uncertainly, "I can't remember exactly which generation, but it's been passed down for many generations."
She paused, a faint smile playing on her lips. "It was born golden, unlike any other black carp, so I kept it separately and couldn't bear to put it in the kitchen."
Mu Qinghan's fingertips gently brushed against the bridge railing, the soft light making his profile appear exceptionally gentle.
He looked at the golden carp swaying its tail leisurely in the water, his voice gentle.
"Yes, the older generation often says that golden koi fish bring good luck."
"It's good to keep it; it might bring you good luck someday."
"Hmm... good luck?"
Tu Shan Ya Ya lowered her eyes, staring at the water's surface. The reflection of the golden carp swayed gently in her vision. She murmured, "I guess so..."
At the same time, her body unconsciously moved closer to Mu Qinghan.
A gentle breeze ruffled the stray hairs at her temples, carrying a faint scent of pear blossoms.
The next second, Tu Shan Ya Ya gently stretched out her arm and gently hugged Mu Qing Han's arm. Her cheek turned slightly to the side, and her soft hair brushed against his sleeve, carrying the unique warmth of a young girl.
She didn't look up, but gently rested her chin on his arm, her voice barely audible, as if she were whispering to herself, or perhaps telling him a secret from the bottom of her heart.
"Actually... I've already had good luck."
The golden carp in the water seemed to sense something and slowly swam to the bottom of the two figures, its golden scales shimmering in the moonlight.
Tu Shan Ya Ya gently grasped Mu Qing Han's sleeve with her fingertips, a soft smile spreading across her eyes.
This good fortune doesn't need to wait for "someday".
Clearly... right now.
Being able to let her approach him and embrace him without any reservations is the most precious luck in his life.
It's so good to have met you...
Chapter 124 Golden Light Spreads Across the Snow-capped Peaks
Mu Qinghan suddenly opened her eyes.
Snow was falling outside the window, and the silence was strangely oppressive.
He looked out the window, his brows furrowing slightly.
Tu Shan Ya Ya in his arms gave a soft hum, tightened her arms around his waist, and nuzzled her head against his chest, her milky breath brushing against his skin.
Mu Qinghan smiled faintly, and the solemnity he had just displayed dissipated somewhat.
He looked down at the girl's flushed cheeks as she slept, her long eyelashes casting soft shadows beneath her eyes.
He gently patted the girl's back, and a gentle magical power emanated from his palm, flowing slowly into her body like a stream, gradually calming her restless breathing and allowing her to temporarily fall asleep.
After doing all this, he carefully pulled away Tu Shan Ya Ya's arms that were wrapped around his waist.
She slowly got up and tucked the slipped quilt under her chin, covering the exposed, pinkish neck.
As he turned around, his previous gentleness vanished, and his aura suddenly turned icy. He casually picked up a moon-white robe from the clothes rack, and with a few deft movements of his fingertips, he draped it over his shoulders, the action of tying the belt around his waist swift and decisive.
Finally, he grasped the sword hanging above the bed, and a cold tremor ran through him as the scabbard touched his fingertips.
As I pushed open the door, a wave of cold air rushed in, and a gust of wind carrying snowflakes brushed against my cheeks.
Beyond the city walls, verdant peaks rise and fall, their dark shadows undulating in the morning light.
On the highest mountain peak, ten thousand meters away, stood a striking figure.
The man was enveloped in dazzling golden light, like a small sun suspended in the snow and mist, quietly looking down at the scene below the mountain.
The cold wind howled across the mountaintop, and large snowflakes fell, but as they approached the golden figure, they were instantly vaporized by an invisible barrier, and not even a trace of cold air could touch him.
He stood there, his back to the camera, yet he exuded an arrogance that looked down upon the world, as if the towering green mountains beneath his feet and the vast Tushan Mountains before him were nothing but dust in his eyes.
A bright red figure suddenly appeared behind him, and Tu Shan Honghong's face was now full of solemnity.
She clenched her fist, the demonic power at her fingertips concentrated to its limit, her gaze fixed intently on the golden figure.
"Who are you? Why are you in Tushan?"
The little golden statue responded indifferently, its voice completely flat, without even turning its head to look at her.
It was as if her questioning was seen through his eyes…
It's just the buzzing of mosquitoes.
Tu Shan Honghong clenched her fists slightly. "This is Tu Shan territory. You trespassed without permission and dare to be so insolent—"
Before she could finish speaking, her pupils suddenly contracted.
The golden figure didn't turn around; it simply raised its hand and casually waved it.
The golden light around him suddenly surged, and a beam of golden light instantly transformed into a giant rod a hundred meters long, accompanied by a whistling sound that tore through the air, crashing down on her like Mount Tai!
The deafening roar shook the entire mountaintop, causing snow to fall in torrents and cracks in the ice to spread for several meters.
Tu Shan Hong Hong hastily raised her hand to block, but the barrier formed by her red demonic power was instantly shattered by the golden giant club.
The immense impact sent her flying backward, staggering hundreds of steps before she could barely regain her footing.
His arm trembled uncontrollably, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, dripping onto the snow and spreading into bright red plum blossoms.
Tu Shan Honghong stared at him in shock, her heart pounding. The power of that attack was several times stronger than her full-force strike!
Before she could recover, two golden beams burst forth from the left and right sides in the next instant.
It transformed into two equally enormous golden clubs, carrying an even more ferocious force, and smashed down on her from the left and right, blocking all her escape routes.
The deafening roar exploded amidst the sea of clouds, startling the mountain winds into a sudden change of direction.
A white shadow swept through the air, its hem brushing against the gnarled pine branches hanging from the cliff edge. Its toes lightly touched the protruding rock, using the momentum to kick her away forcefully.
The next moment, her back slammed against the cold mountain rocks, and pebbles tumbled down into the abyss. In an instant, her eyes saw the churning milky white clouds below.
Before she could regain her footing, the white figure had already spun around and drawn her sword.
The crisp sound of the silver sword being drawn pierced the silence of the peak, and the sword light streaked across the sky like a shooting star, precisely slashing at the two golden lights.
Immediately afterwards, he used the momentum of the sword to retreat rapidly, his toes skimming the snow on the edge of the cliff as he slid hundreds of feet, barely avoiding the shockwave that followed, leaving two shallow marks on the frozen ground.
"What are you hiding from?"
"How could I possibly hurt you?"
Mu Qinghan shook his right arm, which was holding the sword, and the numbness in his arm spread along his meridians.
He looked up at the third young master on the boulder, his voice cold and clear.
"But I haven't seen you stop either."
The third young master stood with his hands behind his back at the edge of the boulder, sizing up Mu Qinghan with a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth.
The boy's internal energy was strong and stable, much stronger than when he was outside the circle, indicating that he had already mastered his own power.
The sea of clouds surged beneath my feet, and the mountain wind was like a knife.
Mu Qinghan's clothes fluttered in the wind, and the chill surrounding him almost froze the air.
"You've come to see me? What is it?"
The figure before me was dazzling with golden light, every inch of its outline flowing with divine radiance.
The little golden figure moved slowly, stepping on the snow on the mountaintop without leaving a trace. "Nothing much, just came to see you."
"You're crazy, I'm going back to sleep."
Mu Qinghan turned to leave.