Jiang Yue died. He was expelled by the Lishan clan and died in the war-torn land of Huawai.
The tribesmen all said she deserved it.
As the confirmed next mountain master of Lishan Mountain, he should be in charge of the mountain spirit and secure the territory.
But she defected secretly and became a foreigner, causing Lishan to be caught in the flames of war.
Jiang Yue never thought that he would open his eyes again one day, let alone that he could set foot on the land of Lishan again.
In another brand new identity.
The thirteen-year-old girl looked at the old pavilion in her hometown, and her dusty memories were opened bit by bit, until a voice as light as smoke and as cold as snow sounded.
"You said, this is the disciple she accepted from Huawai?"
Outside the door, a figure dressed in plain clothing held a plain umbrella and came through the wind and snow.
The people around him all bowed and knelt down, calling him the great witch - Yan tide.
Jiang Yue bowed down along with his companions, but his heart was filled with turmoil.
She suddenly remembered something extremely important.
Back then, before she left Lishan, she seemed to have let down an excellent marriage.
Her fiancé and she are a perfect match, a match made in heaven.
However, on the wedding day, she ran away.
He just didn't run well enough and was stopped midway.
The fiancé was dressed in red and was as fierce as fire. He held a long sword and said decisively: "If you leave, don't come back again. If you dare to come back, I will kill you."
She carried her luggage and went to Huawai without looking back.
If you remember correctly, her fiancé's name is Yan tide!
In the middle of winter, sweat broke out on Jiang Yue's forehead.
Suddenly, there was a chill on her neck, and the cold and sharp umbrella tip picked up her chin, forcing her to raise her head.
"What's your name?" Yan tide's voice was as cold as the tip of the umbrella.
Jiang Yue immediately lowered his eyes, showed a cute smile, and said softly: "Master named me Jiang Yue, the moon of the moon."
Yes, her current name sounds exactly like his ruthless fiancée. If nothing unexpected happens, he will be disgusted, stay away, and...
"From now on, she will be my disciple."
The ice-cold voice was like a cold spring pouring on her heart.
Jiang Yue couldn't laugh anymore.
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There are four unsolved mysteries in the hearts of young people of Lishan clan.
One is why Jiang Yue, the heir to the mountain, gave up his position as the mountain lord and defected to Lishan.
Secondly, why did Jiang Yue die in Huawai when he clearly had the ability to move mountains and seas?
The third reason is why Yan tide gave up Shui Si's identity and talent and turned to become a witch.
Fourthly, the great witch Yan tide wears plain clothes all year round. I don't know who she is keeping filial piety for.
Jiang Yue was clear about the first two unsolved mysteries, but she was also confused about the latter two.
Until one day, she saw a lonely grave on the mountain behind Jiang's family.
On the tomb stands a stone tablet carved by the great shaman of Lishan clan.
It is engraved on it: Tomb of deceased wife Jiang's Yuejun, widow Yan tide
Looking at the solitary grave, Jiang Yue thought of the almost inseparable plain umbrella in Yan tide's hand. The umbrella's ribs were as clear as mutton-fat white jade and extremely beautiful. All Lishan people knew that it was made of an extremely precious animal bone.
Only she knows——
That was the only half of her remains left in the world.
[The unruly and rebellious daughter of heaven × the cold, lonely and paranoid widower]
Copy written on July 11, 2026
Intention: If the mountain is not mine, I will leave it alone
