The Yin-Yang Tavern

"That day, a light rain fell on the Road to the Yellow Springs."

"How could it rain in the Yellow Springs?"

The woman who had been interrupted leaned against the window lattice, looking utterly languid.

"Don't interrupt Madam while she's telling a story!" said Meng Po.

This was a tavern beside the Three Lives Stone.

Of all the places in the Three Realms, this was the only one beyond their control.

Meng Po always said she was stealing her business, yet whenever she had a break, she would come by.

"Of course she wrote it herself. There is nothing in the Yellow Springs, but she made up the Red Spider Lily."

That was right. The Yellow Springs of the Three Realms were utterly dull. Aside from writing a few stories, she truly had nothing else to do.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.