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(The Legend of ShenLi)

(Episode 3)

You want them to have a bit more time together,

right?

Even if it's only for a brief moment.

But my formation

can't hold for a long time.

My friend, do you know

that by staying by her side for over a decade,

you've already shortened her lifespan?

Over a decade?

You've been with me for over a decade?

Yun Niang.

San Lang,

is this true?

If you choose to stay in the Mortal Realm,

you'll harm her

and leave yourself

with nowhere to return to.

Of course,

whether to leave or to stay,

it's entirely up to you.

San Lang...

San Lang! San Lang, don't leave me!

San Lang, where are you?

San Lang...

Don't leave me, San Lang.

Even if it shortens my lifespan,

I want to be with you.

San Lang!

San Lang!

San Lang...

I will leave.

I can set up the formation,

but I don't know the spells.

Will you help me?

Yes.

No matter what the circumstances,

this is the only spell

that I will not fail to use.

In my name, I invoke the River of Oblivion.

Madam,

he left to ensure you live a better life.

I know.

He wants me to find peace.

What are you smiling about?

You saved someone,

but you seem rather unsatisfied

with the ending.

The seeds of dissatisfaction

were planted 15 years ago

for this ending.

You seem to have deep feelings

about this kind of thing.

I've simply been on the battlefield

and witnessed too many deaths.

Not everyone

is fortunate enough

to ascend to immortality.

I don't know if what I said to her today

was right or wrong,

good or bad.

But if someday

I have family,

loved ones,

and if I were to leave,

I'd hope

they'd forget me quickly.

Because the past is all but an illusion,

only the future can truly be called life.

Silly chicken,

only the present can be called life.

You're right.

You surprised me.

I thought you were cold-hearted,

but you were willing to help when needed.

I just wanted to help you, that's all.

Let's go home.

Help me!

You...

How did you fall into it?

You... You can't swim?

- No. - I can't either.

Figure something out!

Why do you live by the water if you can't swim?

Forget it, I'm going in.

Who would drag someone out by pulling their hair?

Well, who just walks and falls into the water like that?

Are you seriously blaming me

for falling into the water?

Who else should I blame?

Weren't you afraid of water?

Yet you saved me.

This is the last time.

I'm now back in human form.

I'm leaving.

I won't serve you anymore.

How come I've turned back?

Turned into what?

Darn it!

What are you laughing at?

Aren't you a soaking wet mess too?

Don't touch me.

How dare you.

I saw it with my own eyes.

Did that really happen?

I will never dare to deceive you, Young Master.

My sister-in-law was still deranged a few days ago,

but she has recovered in just a few days and become like a normal person.

I witnessed the miracle with my own eyes that night.

There was a light overflowing for miles around.

The immortal even transformed the poultry into a beauty,

then turned that beauty back into poultry.

Interesting.

(The young master of Qingsheng City, Gu Cheng Rui)

You may leave now.

Yes, sir.

Bing,

bring that man back.

I want to see what he's capable of.

- Yes, sir. - Go now.

Massage my shoulders.

(This is so strange.)

(Why can't I change back?)

(I clearly succeeded that night.)

(My power has also mostly recovered these past two days.)

(So why can't I change back?)

You've been holding onto

this piece of cloth since this morning. What are you doing?

I'm altering your clothes

to prepare for your transformation back into human form.

My clothes are all too big for you.

They don't fit properly.

But they look so ugly after alteration.

I refuse to wear them.

You will.

You've been fussing around all morning.

Aren't you hungry?

I am.

Wait here.

I haven't asked you yet.

You're a mortal

with no spiritual power,

yet you can make predictions

and know so many rare formations.

Who are you really?

A good man.

From what I see,

you're a strange man.

Your temper, behavior,

everything about you is strange.

Look at me,

I'm like this,

I can talk,

and I can even transform into a human.

Yet you're neither curious nor afraid,

and you're keeping me at home.

Have you

already figured out my identity?

Fortune telling

is not a good skill.

I don't want to do such a thing either.

I don't ask you questions

simply because I don't want to.

Our meeting and parting

are dictated by fate.

Asking too many questions is of no use.

As long as we know that we pose no harm to each other, it's enough.

Could it be that you're some immortal's unlucky disciple,

sent down to undergo tribulations?

I mean no offense.

I just want to prove

that I'm not the unlucky disciple of some immortal,

being sent down to undergo tribulations.

What are you talking about?

Prove what?

Where is the meat?

Spit it out!

Spit it out!

I haven't eaten a single bite yet.

You rascal, I haven't eaten a single bite,

and you've eaten it all.

Spit it out!

Spit it out!

Give it back to me!

Give me back my meat!

I'm so mad.

Coming.

Sir, my master would like to see you.

I reckon you've got the wrong person.

Whether we've got the wrong person, that's for us to determine.

Sir,

please come with us.

I don't appreciate being forced.

I also don't appreciate people wasting my time.

Take him away.

- Get up! - What are you doing?

How impudent!

Who is there?

Who dares to act so arrogantly

and mess with my...

Mess with my servant?

Have you lived too long or do you simply have a death wish?

Miss, you have quite the audacity.

We are here on the orders of the Young Master of Qingsheng City

to invite the gentleman back to his residence.

Please know your place.

Know my place?

Then teach me how to spell those words.

Whoever wants to see my servant,

whether it's the young master, son, grandson, or even the almighty,

tell them to come over themselves.

Let's get out of here.

Since when have I

become your servant?

That's funny.

What are these?

What are these?

Rocks.

Do you want me to beat you up?

I can't believe

you figured it out.

All right.

These are

the rocks that I placed on the formation eye.

Why did you place them there?

To suppress

the power of the formation.

Why did you suppress it?

Look,

if I didn't suppress the power of this formation

and removed the rocks,

wouldn't you have returned

to human form instantly?

Maintaining a distance between men and women is my principle,

and it's also one of the most important reasons

why I placed these rocks here.

You see, the two of us, a man and a woman living alone in the same house,

is just not appropriate.

When did you place them?

- It's been a while. - Since when?

Since the first night you came.

So,

I

should have

regained my human form

a long time ago.

You have no idea

how badly my dignity

was insulted because of your rocks.

No.

You probably knew.

You must have

hidden by the side, watching me make a fool of myself,

seeing how long I could struggle.

If I don't kill you today,

my anger won't be soothed.

All the humiliations I've suffered,

I will make you pay for it.

Come out!

My arm!

You used so much force.

My arm...

I think I broke my arm.

I saved your life once.

Cluck,

did you really have to break my arm?

It's broken just like that?

Are you mortals made of paper?

I'll admit it,

I did suppress

the formation's power with the rocks,

which caused you to be humiliated when you went outside.

But I...

But it was an unintentional mistake.

Did you really have to break my arm?

Why are you being

so cruel to me?

(This man was already frail.)

(Did I really)

(hurt him so seriously that he's going to die?)

(Weak,)

(slow.)

(He's dying.)

It hurts so much.

I'm dying.

You should pay the price for letting me be humiliated.

I won't let you die so easily.

I can manage it.

Were you trying to make me feel bad for you?

No.

You really hurt me just now.

I just wanted to feel what it's like

to be taken care of.

Looks like I was expecting too much.

You're not just expecting too much.

After tricking me for so long,

you actually expect me to take care of you?

Give me another reason not to kill you.

Stop kidding around.

By the way, there's half a piece of meat left in the kitchen.

Wait a moment, I'll bring it over and make you some meat soup.

- Wait here. - No need.

The medicine has already been brewed.

You should rest.

Since you've saved me before,

I won't hold the pranks

against you.

Farewell.

What did you say?

I said after you've healed...

My head hurts!

But wasn't it your hand that got injured? Why the headache?

You don't know this,

but I've been weak since I was young.

Whenever I'm injured,

my head hurts too.

So, you're used to it then.

Just bear with it.

As the saying goes,

every encounter is fated.

I have no friends and family.

Even my neighbors have moved away.

After you leave,

please inform the officials.

In ten days or so,

come to this courtyard

to collect my corpse.

You just broke an arm.

Is it that serious?

You immortals don't know the suffering of mortals.

Since I can't use my arm,

I can't work,

can't go up the mountain,

can't even do household chores.

And those bad people,

once you're gone, they will surely come back to seek revenge on me.

Forget it.

I don't expect you to take responsibility for this.

Just go.

Let me fend for myself.

Go.

I'll stay until you've recovered.

I knew it.

Cluck, you are such a good person.

My name is Shen Li.

Call me "Cluck" again and you will know.

"Shen Li"

doesn't sound like

a woman's name.

"Xing Yun" doesn't sound like a man's name either.

Isn't that perfect?

You're masculine, I'm feminine.

We'll get along well.

I'm not sure about that.

You're too thick-skinned.

Not thick enough.

(Qingsheng City, Young Master Cheng Rui's Residence)

You three useless fools

can't even defeat a woman?

Young Master, that woman is truly not someone we can deal with.

She broke our token bare-handed.

Nonsense.

How could anyone break the token of Qingsheng City bare-handed?

Take a look.

Where is Lord Fu Sheng?

Lord Fu Sheng seems to have been very busy lately.

He hasn't visited.

Young Master, I've noticed those two are living in poverty,

and their residence is in a state of disrepair.

I believe their actions today

are an attempt to raise their price.

Young Master, why not ignore them for now?

When Lord Fu Sheng returns,

we can decide what to do.

You made a very good point.

Who doesn't want to live a good life?

Even people with special abilities could be worldly too.

You're absolutely right.

When those two see that we aren't sending anyone anymore,

they might even come to us on their own.

You may leave.

Thank you, Young Master!

That's kind of interesting.

Shen Li,

after you finish scooping the duckweed, could you do me a favor?

Can you help me move that tub?

I can't move it on my own.

Where should I move it to?

Just put it over there.

It'll look better there.

Is here all right?

Not ideal.

Put it over there.

And when you do,

be careful not to put it too close to the wall, or you might break it.

Are you done yet?

My head hurts.

How about here?

That doesn't seem particularly ideal either.

Tub!

Tub!

My tub... Tubby!

(Spiritual Realm, Capital)

(Mo Fang's Residence)

(I left a mark on Her Highness.)

Take care.

(Why is she using her power in the Mortal Realm?)

(What if someone finds her because of this?)

Mo Fang!

You're awake.

General Shang Bei, what brings you here?

Why can't I come?

When you were severely injured, I was the one who carried you back.

On that most critical night,

I watched over you at the door.

Where are you going?

Just going out for a walk.

What walk?

You look pale, and your wounds haven't healed.

Come on, rest.

Sit down now. You shouldn't move around.

Have some tea.

Right now, your priority is to recuperate.

You can't go anywhere.

Did you come to see me for something?

Mo Fang,

if you know Her Highness's whereabouts,

you must not keep it to yourself.

General Shang Bei, I really don't know.

All right. That's fine.

The firewood's chopped, the cabinet's been wiped,

and the bed's been made again.

What else do you want me to do?

Since you're so generous to help,

I'll just say it then.

Go ahead.

I'm all ears.

After all, I broke your arm.

I'll take full responsibility.

What else do you want me to do?

The fallen leaves in the courtyard

need to be swept.

All right, I'll do it.

Wait a moment.

What now?

The thing is,

I usually pick up

the leaves in the courtyard

by hand.

Why did you throw it away again?

I have nothing much left.

You've been sitting around doing nothing all day.

Are you messing with me now?

This time, I'm not,

I swear.

So, you were messing with me before?

Anyway,

I'm not this time.

Come with me.

This leaf

needs to be pressed before it can be

placed between the pages of the book.

I've been collecting

the fallen leaves in the courtyard, pressing them one by one

into my books.

You even recorded the time when the leaves fell.

Yes.

What does 18 mean?

That was

my age at the time.

Instead of using the date,

you are using your age.

That's quite special.

So, these are all...

That's right.

They're all tombstones for the fallen leaves.

Does that make this room a graveyard for leaves?

It is indeed.

Leaves fall every year.

You collect them,

record the time,

and store them in those books.

It's time-consuming and laborious.

But

what's the point of doing this?

There's no point.

It's just a boring thing I do

to pass the time.

Summer is approaching.

The grapes will soon ripen.

You like grapes?

No.

It's just that no bunch of grapes

bears only one fruit.

(This mortal can hear me)

(talking in my true form,)

(possesses prediction skill,)

(and can even set up peculiar formations.)

(When I think about it,)

(it seems like every action he makes is aimed at keeping me here.)

(Was our encounter really just a coincidence?)

(I have to find out)

(if he might be a spy from the Spiritual Realm.)

Try it.

I thought you said the grapes weren't ripe yet.

It's so sweet.

Try it now.

Go on.

("Year 16, the 30th day of July,)

(grapes yield 9,239,)

(with residual seeds 39,211.)

(Year 16, the 9th day of August,)

(autumn rain filled the autumn pond by more than three inches...")

(Why is he recording these things?)

(Does he have too much free time?)

("In the third month of this year, at the age of five,)

(my parents fell ill and passed away.")

(With the help of neighbors,)

(we made a coffin from 18 pine boards)

(and buried my parents)

(three miles north of the solitary mountain outside the city.)

(In the fifth month at the age of five,)

(my younger brother also fell ill.)

(Neighbors were afraid.)

(Fortunately, my parents already had a coffin.)

(I opened it and buried my brother with them.)

What are you reading?