Mo Li Hong, that name of the Western Great King of Eye, is quite impressive. In reality, Deng Chan Yu never took it too seriously; he's just a security guard watching the gate. In terms of technical expertise, he's not even as skilled as me in bricklaying or sharpening knives.
Now, when holding the Hunyuan Umbrella and examining it closely, one immediately discovers its unparalleled nature.
The umbrella is elegantly adorned with items such as emerald, jade, lapis lazuli, night pearls, dust-deflecting pearls, fire-deflecting pearls, water-deflecting pearls, cooling pearls, nine-bend pearls, and fixating-face pearls. To those who practice Taoism, these items are of general value. For instance, the night pearl was given by Deng Ai to Fei Zhong in half a chest; the items are not highly valued individually. However, the method of combining them is extremely clever.
Deng Chan Yu pondered silently, and this technique seemed not to be from the school of Xiexia, but more akin to the Western sect's habit of adorning jewels, gems, and seven treasures such as gold, silver, crystal, oyster shells, agate, agate, pearls, and roses when refining weapons. Of course, it could be claimed as an item from the Mystical School if necessary. After all, the origin of Western Religion was still from the Mystical School.
Western Great King of Eye? Western?
She had to think more carefully. Mo Li Qing, with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, looked like Xiexia, but had he actually joined the Western Sect?
The Western Sect indeed has an extensive influence. They have people stationed at San Shan Guan, and they also strategically placed their chess pieces at the Mia Jiameng Pass, which is under the command of the four generals of Mo family.
Deng Chan Yu has no ambitions or grand aspirations. Her basic pursuit is simply to survive, and her secondary pursuit is to live a better life on top of that.
Dreaming of great aspirations and drawing upon the heavens' reserves to become a sage is still a sage. In front of a sage, even Hou Tian, who has cultivated for 226 million years, may not have much use for their accomplishments. Since even Hou Tian is this way, much less her. She neither wishes nor dares to offend any sage.
Mo Li Hong's Hunyuan Umbrella was bitten by Yuan Futong, creating a large hole in it, and the entire umbrella's magical pathways were thrown into disarray. Deng Chan Yu silently calculated in her mind that this physical damage was actually easy to repair; it just required some time.
The four towering giants, each standing at eight meters tall, sat cross-legged outside the house waiting. She decided to offer them some personal favor.
"It can be repaired, General Mo, please come to collect it in three days."
"Thank you so much! Thank you so much!"
The four giants bow their hands and bow in respect, their faces showing uncontrollable joy.
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Many of the decorations inside the Hunyuan Umbrella were damaged by Yuan Futong. Deng Chan Yu has similar treasures at her disposal, which could be used to replace them. However, those treasures are essentially "local specialties" from the Jinghe Dragon Palace. Carrying them on Mo Li Hong's Hunyuan Umbrella might cause trouble and unnecessarily stir up issues.
As we are helping with matters, let's make sure to handle things in a neat and tidy manner, rather than just passing on a heap of troubles to others.
Like San Shan Guan, Chen Tang Guan is essentially a militarized fortress. The people of the Shang Dynasty were known as "Shangmen." It would be fine for them to sell some armor and weapons in Chen Tang Guan, but they would never come to such a place plagued by war to sell precious stones.
After inquiring from Li Jing, Deng Chan Yu arrived at the most prosperous state city nearby, Ji Zhou City, the following morning.
She donned the outfit of a White-clad Lord once more, fan in hand, and went to choose suitable items for repairing the Hunyuan Umbrella in a few shops dealing with pearls and jade in the city.
Just as she stepped out of a shop named "Ruyi Pavilion," she took a back alley to go shopping on another street. Suddenly, a strange premonition struck her mind. She looked up and saw a clothesline falling straight down towards her, along with a large basin of water.
A young woman's face appeared in the second-floor window, her eyebrows like paintings, her eyes like water. Every frown and smile exuded the radiance of an era.
The owner of the face, completely unaware that she would accidentally drop the clothesline, didn't expect to be in a hurry to catch it, resulting in her bowl and water spilling out. In that moment of falling, she only realized that there was someone below. Even more amazing was that this person herself actually knew...
Oh no!
Deng Chan Yu made a nimble backward leap to avoid the unfortunate scene of being drenched in water like a drowned phoenix from face or foot washing.
"Qi Girl, didn't you say you lived outside the city? The land prices around here aren't cheap." She asked standing downstairs.
The girl with a "big problem" on her face, her neck poking out, first looked carefully at both sides of the street. She found that no one was paying attention to this side. Only then did she smile ingratiately at Deng Chan Yu: "No... didn't you get wet? I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. It wasn't intentional! So, come up and change into some clothes?"
"All right, wait."
Deng Chan Yu walked around to the front entrance. It seems like this is a small courtyard with a few odd items hanging out to dry... After a quick glance, she saw some items she might need for her cold medicine, such as white peony flowers, white lotus flowers, and some leaves and bark that she had mentioned casually.
It is indeed very elegant, but a bit out of place...
Coughing, she stepped onto the second floor, past the odd looks of several young maids.
The girl, Qi Girl, was still as beautiful as ever. There were water droplets on her face and neck, and her hair was damp from the water. It was only temporarily tied up, with a common-looking hairpin inserted into it.
"Oh my, I didn't know the missus's side was inconvenient. It's such a disrespect, a disrespect!" Deng Chan Yu bowed with both hands and turned her head sideways, adopting the posture of a gentleman who refuses to see inappropriate things.
The girl Qi swept her a very charming glance, her eyes as if able to speak. Even though Deng Chan Yu herself was a top beauty, she couldn't help but feel her bones go weak for two ounces at this moment. This girl was too lovely to be a curse to the country and the people.
"Don't act anymore, I've known you were a girl since the beginning, hmph, and even tried to deceive me." The girl Qi raised her delicate chin.
Deng Chan Yu burst into a loud laugh, looking up at the sky: "You figured it out? Ahahahahaha, I told you you were ice smart... When did you discover it? Did I not act like a male?"
The girl Qi pointed at her cheek: "You're too beautiful, you don't look like a man."
Deng Chan Yu spoke sincerely: "Compared to you, I'm far away. You are definitely the most beautiful girl I've ever seen."
The girl Qi laughed and shook her head. Is it really a good thing to look like this? She is so envious of Deng Chan Yu's boldness and happiness. She will never be as carefree as her.
Deng Chan Yu's next words caused her to lose her composure directly: "I told you to practice with the stone lock to build some arm strength. Did you do it?"
The girl Qi was silent for a moment.
Why should I practice with that thing? ! Do I need to be a female general?
She was quite skilled at changing the subject and sidestepping the real issue, shifting it to her area of expertise: "You mentioned before that you practiced Taoism on the mountain and spent your free time writing and painting. How are you doing with those? Is this your handwriting?"
The girl pointed to the folding fan.
"Yes," Deng Chan Yu opened the folding fan, showing the girl Qi the results of her recent calligraphy practice.
There were fourteen characters on the fan surface.
The girl Qi read the characters seriously.
"To know that the misty mountains and verdant valleys outside of the world are not ordinary mortals polishing mirrors in the dusty town."
Carefully contemplating the poetry, according to the girl Qi's viewpoint, the sentiment expressed in this poem is more genuine and fitting for a person striving to climb a peak. Compared to the "Floating Clouds That I Can Drive Now, The vast Sea Will Become Dust" she had previously written for Deng Chan Yu, this poem has a more profound connection with the feeling of someone striving for success.
The "grinding" character in this "polishing mirror person" is the best. Just by seeing this character, it seems as if you are there...
