Liu Changping dared not continue to persuade, his hand gripping the steering wheel already soaked with sweat.

This guy, really doesn't want to live anymore, still thinking about suicide.

After the taxi drove away, Li Zhiyuan looked at the moon in the sky.

Just then, the figure of Xiao Yingying appeared on the terrace, still holding the child in her arms.

She was awake, and so was the child, his pair of pitch-black eyes curiously looking around.

Perhaps seeing Li Zhiyuan looking up earlier, he mimicked by stretching his legs, lifting his head, and glanced at the moonlit sky.

Li Zhiyuan could tell this child was truly smart, but his intelligence was within bounds.

He just had a stronger sense of perception and curiosity about the world, unlike himself back then, who had already gone beyond that scope early on.

He realized that whenever someone praised him for being smart, Li Lan's brows would furrow slightly, and for a while he even acted somewhat dull on purpose.

Then he discovered that Li Lan was even more annoyed by that.

She wasn't sure back then if he had inherited her illness.

She simply didn't want her son to be a freakishly intelligent child, while also couldn't accept her son not being smart enough.

Xiao Yingying, holding the child with one hand, pointed towards Big Beard's house with the other.

The one beneath the Peach Forest wanted to see him.

Li Zhiyuan nodded and walked downstairs.

When he reached the west house doorway, it opened from the inside, and Xiong Shan and Lihua were already waiting there.

They lived inside, yet always paid attention to the movements outside. They wouldn't mind if Xue Liangliang went out, but they couldn't ignore Li Zhiyuan's footsteps.

"Let's go together, bring offerings and incense."

"Alright!"

Xiao Yingying didn't follow; she lay back with the child in the coffin to sleep.

Li Zhiyuan brought Xiong Shan and his wife to Big Beard's house.

The offering table was set, and Li Zhiyuan stood by watching, while the ritual was presided over by Xiong Shan.

Xiong Shan had a very proper attitude, conducting the ritual meticulously.

Lihua was bent over beside him, muttering blessings for her son.

As if what they were worshiping was not a dreadful Evil, but the peach blossom fairy.

However, who's to say who is who, between a fairy and an Evil?

Sometimes, such existences are essentially two sides of the same coin.

Li Zhiyuan stood quietly.

Until the candles on the altar began to flicker, and peach blossoms drifted down.

Xiong Shan and Lihua looked excited, one burning paper and chanting more fervently, the other praying for their son more fervently.

Li Zhiyuan watched the pitch-black, deep Peach Forest before him, finding it rather interesting. He wasn't sure why the style changed tonight, showing a touch of ambiance.

But thinking about it, it couldn't be for giving special attention to Xiong Shan and Lihua, as they were not worthy.

So, could it be that the one under the Peach Forest had taken an interest in that child?

After all, Xiao Yingying held the child in her arms for these past two days, and since Xiao Yingying was its pawn, theoretically, it could acquire all of Xiao Yingying's perceptions.

If that were true, then it's undoubtedly the great opportunity Xiong Shan and his wife had been pursuing tirelessly.

Although that one was not on par with the Dragon King family, and now in a very poor state, even a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, after all, it was once one of Wei Zhengdao's followers.

Li Zhiyuan began Walking Yin, then in the Walking Yin state, he walked down the dam, into the Peach Forest.

The once pitch-black Peach Forest now had two strings of lanterns, casting a faint glow.

The figure stood there, slightly turned to the side.

Li Zhiyuan stopped at a certain distance.

Going any closer would be inappropriate, it just wanted to face him sideways because its front face would keep changing, and there was also a face on the back of its head that kept changing.

Since it offered a slightly more normal image, he naturally had to give it some respect.

Besides, this also indicated that it truly had lit a spark of hope in its heart.

Only those who have something to desire, something to be attached to, would pay attention to their own image.

Nevertheless, it kept silent, maintaining its sideways stance, saying nothing.

Li Zhiyuan took the initiative to say: "That child is not bad."

It remained silent.

Li Zhiyuan: "A pretty smart child, exposed to the world from a young age, carrying merit."

It still said nothing.

Li Zhiyuan: "The child hasn't even been given a formal name yet, his parents intend to find a godfather or mentor to name him."

It still said nothing.

Li Zhiyuan was slightly irked at heart: Where does this haughty pride come from?

The youth couldn't help but wonder if Wei Zhengdao back then couldn't stand his pretentiousness, so he purposely passed on the Black Skin Book's Secret Technique to him, to make him find a place to bury himself for some peace of mind.

However, having this one form more ties with the present was in Li Zhiyuan's interest.

If he truly agreed to acknowledge a child as his disciple, it would be like fortifying his rear with an unbreakable safeguard.

Even those grand family estates and big sects couldn't afford such a level of guardian at their doorsteps.

Indeed, its past presence truly safeguarded this tranquility, even the dead drifting here would have to change their course against the flow.

But that wasn't its intent, it merely existed here, playing its role of existence; it had never genuinely expressed a willing role as this land deity.

Li Zhiyuan said: "This child, doesn't he resemble the old you, very clever, but not quite the smartest one?"

Its body began to tremble.

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