Urban Cultivation: The master who has overcome the tribulation is reborn

The wind suddenly rises, wrinkling Yanshui's brow.

Yan Yuqing stood at the bow and waved, her whole body covered in the fading glow of the sunset, her red skirt floating like colorful brocade.

Her beautiful eyes moved and looked around with brilliance as she looked at the boundless Yanshui River. Suddenly, a myriad of brilliance appeared in her eyes, making the setting sun seem even more brilliant.

In the distance, a figure kept bouncing on the water. In the blink of an eye, it crossed dozens of feet in the water, and when I came to my senses again, it had landed in front of me.

Jiang Ran hovered above the water, and a little bit of his energy stirred up slight ripples.

He looked at Yan Yuqing, who was wearing a red dress that didn't look good on her and whose whole body was covered in the sunset as a new outfit. The loneliness in his eyes faded a little and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly.

"Yan Yuqing, long time no see."

Yan Yuqing's fair face just turned red due to excitement, but she stood there in a daze before she could say anything.

Just as the setting sun moved, a ray of light fell in front of Jiang Ran. In the light, a crystal clear fish leaped up with all its might, as if trying to break free from some kind of restraint.

The rays of light passed through the fish's body and scattered into a rainbow of colors, so beautiful that they looked like the finest glass.

Jiang Ran subconsciously reached out to catch the spirit fish again, then his pupils shrank slightly, and he suddenly raised his eyes to look at Yan Yuqing standing in the golden haze.

The words she heard before coming to Yanshan came to her mind. She held a paper umbrella, wore a red dress, and waited for Liuli's trace in the golden sky.

There is a fish named Liuli in the Yan River, and there is a goddess named Xianfei in the Yan family.

The third spirit fish should be here?

"Mr. Jiang, what is this?" Yan Yuqing's lips were sweet, and she raised her jade hand like a fool, trying to touch the colorful glass.

“Isn’t this the widely circulated legend of Yanshui…” Jiang Ran’s voice faded away in the river breeze, and he floated lightly onto the bow of the boat.

"The glass fish you have been looking for for a long time." He raised his hand in the air so that the woman in the red dress who came closer could see it more clearly.

Yan Yuqing was originally surprised that this man took the initiative to greet her, but now she saw a fish swimming in his palm like glass, and she couldn't help but be stunned.

The glass fish that was once a stubborn disease of Yan Chuan and that he searched all over the Yan River with a glimmer of hope but could not be found was now within reach and within reach.

Instead, she took a deep breath and looked away, smiling slyly, "Although Liuli is a treasure, in my opinion, it is not as good as Mr. Jiang's."

Her charming demeanor was fully displayed in her smiles and frowns. Jiang Ran looked at her carefully, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "There are probably not many people in this world who can be praised by a fairy concubine like you. You have good taste, and I think so too."

"Tell me, why did you go to so much trouble to find me?"

Yan Yuqing quietly rolled her eyes tenderly, secretly feeling that this guy was becoming more and more shameless, but at the same time she couldn't help but be deeply curious about his changes.

There was something a little off about his aloofness from everyone, even the entire world, and he seemed to be inexplicably tainted with a bit of the mundane air.

She didn't know where this change came from, but she felt that Jiang Ran now seemed more real, different from the lonely and noble Ya Shangxue in the past.

"Do you still remember the Luo brothers and sisters?"

Yan Yuqing had a solemn expression and did not avoid the two people behind him who were stunned and at a loss, and spoke straight to the point.

"Luo Hong is dead, and his master has sent people to investigate."

Seeing Jiang Ran's noncommittal and unsurprised expression, she continued speaking.

"During the eight days you were away, they have set their sights on the Yan family."

Yan Yuqing played with the paper umbrella, with a sneer in her eyes, "I don't know when I will be qualified to represent the Yan family."

She knew very well that these words were just excuses. After all, even if Luo Hong's death was traced back to her, it would be reasonable for her to communicate with the Yan family.

Whether it's an apology or compensation, there has to be a set of rules.

A great master had countless disciples under him, so the death of Luo Hong was not worth making a fuss about.

The other party's current attitude is clearly testing the Yan family's reaction.

It is self-evident what he is thinking.

"Grandpa made a few phone calls yesterday, and he said those people were very ambiguous and maintained a stance of not helping either side."

"Li Sutong sent me a letter asking me to meet him and prove my innocence."

Yan Yuqing's eyebrows trembled slightly when she said this. "Father had a big fight with grandfather last night and was punished to kneel for three days."

"Grandpa is still dealing with Li Sutong, but I'm afraid... I will have to go see him."

She cannot prove her innocence, and it is not necessarily true that Luo Hong's death has nothing to do with her. Going to see Li Sutong would mean that the Yan family is showing weakness.

She didn't know what Yan Weiguo's final decision would be. If he chose to compromise for the sake of the Yan family or her uncle, how would she deal with it?

Jiang Ran frowned slightly and asked a question that Yan Yuqing had never expected.

"How is Wu Xiaotong?"

The hem of her red skirt froze for a moment, and Yan Yuqing shook her head in disappointment, "Father has arranged a special medical team to help him, and his condition is currently stable."

"Take me to see him. I said I would help him get rid of his addiction. It's not good to break my promise."

Jiang Ran nodded slightly, as if he didn't take what she said before to heart at all.

Yan Yuqing silently watched his back as he turned around and looked at the river. Her red lips opened and closed several times, finally turning into a convoluted "hmm".

"Also, ask your grandfather to give that person? Li Sutong, the Lone Goose Blade, right? Call him and tell him to come to Yanshan to see me before this time tomorrow."

"If you don't come, you will bear the consequences."

The wind suddenly blew up, blowing Yan Yuqing's eyebrows and eyes open.

The panic and helplessness in her heart disappeared completely when Jiang Ran finished speaking.

The boat turned and headed towards Yanshan City towards the approaching night, but her eyes and heart were already filled with rosy glow, heavy, brilliant and dazzling.

……

Yan House.

Yan Weiguo stood in front of the window and lit a specially provided cigarette. He looked sleepy and seemed to have aged several years.

Behind him, Huo Ying was slowly blowing the charcoal fire in the small tea stove, watching the black charcoal being swallowed up bit by bit by the sparks.

When the cigarette between Yan Weiguo's fingers had burned out with most of the ash hanging from it, the palm-sized teapot began to hum with hot steam and hit the lid. The steam that overflowed from the gap carried the fragrance of tea into the nostrils of the person making the tea.

Huo Ying reached out his hand to lift the lid of the kettle, and hissed as he was burned. "It's so hot that it's killing me. It's not easy to have a cup of tea."

He grumbled and grabbed the towel on the table, "If you had put something under it earlier, you wouldn't have gotten burned."

"You don't have to drink the tea, but you can't hurt your hands. If you really get a bunch of blisters from them, I won't be able to save my face anymore."

The subtle sound of a line of water shooting into the cup from the small mouth of the teapot rang out along with the incessant voices.

"If others see me like this, they will probably laugh at me for living so old that I can even burn my hands while boiling tea."

Yan Weiguo shook off the ashes in his hand, looked at the extinguished cigarette butt and threw it at his feet, sighing with mixed emotions.

"Will you die if you stop nagging me? I'm really fed up with it."

"Do you think I don't know what they are up to? Li Sutong has no grudges against the Yan family, but they are really so relentless over the death of a disciple?"

He angrily picked up the cold water for making tea and took a few gulps, then wiped it off with his sleeve in an ungraceful manner.

"The key is that this Lone Goose Blade has somehow gained such benefits that he has to throw dirty water on the Yan family. I really can't do anything about him for the time being."

"So you really intend to let Qing girl prove her innocence and tell the truth to Grand Master Li Li?" Huo Ying stared at him unfriendlyly, as if he was going to turn hostile at the slightest disagreement.

"I...ah..." Yan Weiguo opened his mouth, said only the word "I", and then kept sighing with his head down.