Just past midnight,
Lu Changsheng arrived outside a village.
At this moment, many houses in the village had already turned off their lights and rested, but there were still a few with lights on.
This village was not too far from the mountains.
Thinking this, Lu Changsheng entered the village, and with a flash of his figure, he arrived in front of a lit house, gently knocking on the door.
Knock knock knock. The sound of footsteps came from inside the house, and soon with a "creak," the door was opened.
An old woman with lifeless eyes came into Lu Changsheng's view.
Before the old woman could curiously ask, Lu Changsheng softly laughed: "Old lady, it's already past midnight, someone knocks on the door, and you open it without even asking, aren't you afraid it might be a bad person?"
The old woman's hazy eyes seemed to be looking at Lu Changsheng as she smiled: "The village is so close to the mountains, it's very safe..." Lu Changsheng smiled, looking into her eyes.
"It's already so late, sir, are you looking for a place to stay?" the old woman asked with a smile.
"If it's not a bother..."
Before Lu Changsheng could finish, the old woman smiled: "Of course, it's no bother."
As she spoke, she turned and shuffled her small steps to sit by the bed, then picked up some fabric and slowly began to weave.
Lu Changsheng glanced at the young girl sleeping on the bed in the room, then stepped inside, gently closing the door behind him and sitting down at a table, silently watching the old woman's hands at work without speaking.
The old woman seemed to notice Lu Changsheng's gaze and smiled: "Sir, there's another bed in the inner room, you can rest there, but the bed is quite old and worn, I hope you won't mind."
"I'm in no hurry." Lu Changsheng smiled slightly: "What about you, aren't you going to rest?"
The old woman continued her work without stopping, smiling: "I need to weave more fabric to sell for money to support my granddaughter's schooling, it's quieter at night, so I can weave faster."
"Night is indeed quieter than day." Lu Changsheng glanced at the old woman's lifeless eyes, then said softly: "Old lady, I want to ask you about the Immortal Tomb in the mountains."
The old woman paused her work, whispering: "Sir, you can ask whatever you want to know, the legends about the Immortal Tomb in the mountains are known to all, nothing special, but I'm afraid what I know you've already heard."
"No matter, old lady, just tell me what you know, Changsheng is all ears." Lu Changsheng said softly. "Changsheng..." the old woman murmured in her heart, then as she wove, she began to tell: "The Immortal Tomb in the mountains, no one knows how long it has existed, everyone only knows... it might be the tomb of an immortal..."
Lu Changsheng listened quietly to the old woman's tale.
"I've heard from the villagers that some have seen shining lights in the night sky heading towards the direction of the Immortal Tomb at midnight..."
At this point, the old woman suddenly fell silent.
Lu Changsheng looked over to see that the palm of her hand had been pricked by the weaving needle, a bit of blood oozing out.
"Sir, I'm sorry, let me continue..." the old woman gently wiped her palm and prepared to continue.
"I know enough, you should rest early."
Lu Changsheng said softly, then stood up and walked towards the inner room.
The old woman paused, smiled, then turned to tuck the blankets tighter around the young girl.
...
Inner room.
Lu Changsheng lay flat on the bed, but his eyes were open.
From the old woman's mouth, he hadn't gained any useful information, perhaps because she was a mortal, her knowledge was limited.
The Immortal Tomb appeared at an unknown time, naturally, its age was also unknown.
But he had earlier looked at the texture of those graves, they must have been there for at least ten thousand years.
As for the shining lights in the night sky heading towards the mountains, Lu Changsheng didn't need to think to know those were all passing cultivators, unrelated to the Immortal Tomb itself.
Thinking this, Lu Changsheng slowly closed his eyes, he wasn't in a hurry about these mysteries.
After all, what he lacked the least... was time.
...
The next day, the sun rose.
The young girl sitting by the bed reading suddenly noticed her grandmother's body move, quickly turning to see her open her eyes, her face immediately breaking into a smile.
But the old woman's eyelids were trembling violently, and after a blinding light, she was stunned!
The appearance of the young girl, smiling sweetly, clearly appeared in her eyes at this moment....
"Grandma's awake, Xiao Tong will fetch water for you to wash your face!"
The young girl didn't notice the old woman's expression, and after speaking, she was about to get off the bed to go out.
"Xiao Tong!" the old woman hurriedly called out to the young girl.
The young girl was startled, turned around and looked at her grandmother in confusion, but was shocked to find her grandmother's eyes looking straight at her, no longer lifeless as before, but full of vitality and tears.
"Grandma, you..." the young girl stammered, somewhat uncertain.
The old woman reached out and touched the young girl's face, her voice trembling: "Grandma can see you now, so this is what my granddaughter looks like...."
"Grandma!" the young girl threw herself into the old woman's arms and wailed.
After a moment. "Xiao Tong, there's a sir staying in the inner room, go wake him up to wash up, grandma will prepare breakfast."
The old woman finished with a smile, glanced around the room, then hurriedly went to prepare.
Now that her eyes had suddenly regained sight, she felt that life was different.
The young girl looked puzzled, was there a sir in the inner room?
....
"Grandma, there's no sir in the inner room?" Soon, the young girl ran out and called.
Hearing this, the old woman paused in her cooking, she walked into the inner room to look, and saw only a broken bed and neatly folded bedding.
For some reason, the old woman couldn't help but touch her eyes, murmuring,
"Perhaps grandma remembered wrong... come, let's eat."
...
Lu Changsheng left the village at the hour of Yin.
Not for any other reason, but because he suddenly wanted to drink, his mouth was dry. In the long river of time, the only thing that could always accompany him was wine, even the noisy turtle from before was a bit less.
At noon,
A small town appeared in Lu Changsheng's sight, this town was already some distance from the Immortal Tomb....
"Mo Yu Town."
Lu Changsheng thought to himself as he followed the flow of people towards the town gate,
Only his ethereal, immortal-like demeanor made him stand out like a crane among chickens, extremely conspicuous.
Many passersby turned their gaze to this man in green robes, thinking he was some great scholar or nobleman from somewhere.
Such a demeanor was not something ordinary folks like them could possess.
Entering the town naturally required paying an entrance fee, a method used by many town or city lords to amass wealth, setting such a threshold could also alleviate the number of people in the town or city.
Lu Changsheng saw many commoners paying five copper coins, soon, it was his turn.
Lu Changsheng pretended to reach into his sleeve, about to produce some... when he heard,
"Sir, you don't need to pay the entrance fee, please."
Then he saw two town gate guards slightly bowing, smiling as they gestured inside.
The young man before them had such a demeanor, clearly a person of considerable background, without knowing his origins, they were willing to show some courtesy and goodwill.
Five copper coins were nothing, for the town lord's mansion, it was just a drop in the ocean.
Moreover, the town lord had already instructed...
Seeing this, the commoners all looked at Lu Changsheng with envy, for them, five copper coins were not much, but not too little either.
"No matter."
Lu Changsheng's face was calm, his left hand took out from his right sleeve, placing exactly five copper coins into the hands of the town gate guards.
Then he stepped into the town.
The town gate guards came back to their senses, looking dumbfounded at the exact five copper coins in their palms, smiling wryly.
Indeed, their scheme was so obvious, the man probably heard it from a hundred feet away