It's too dangerous to drink tap water!

  Zhai Wang sat on the road after parting with Shui Xian, recalling the scene when he entered the mountain. He reminisced about the second night when Xue Er drifted away, feeling a sense of loss in his heart, and let out a sigh before returning home.

  The village chief pushed open the door, and a hoarse voice came over: "Why are you back so late again? Be careful not to catch a chill from the mountain wind. Hot water is ready for you, with herbs added inside, soak in it for a while when you take a bath to dispel the cold air." The village chief only responded with an "oh, oh".

  The whole body of Zhai Wang was soaked in water, and he couldn't help but think of the night when he first entered the mountain village.

  Xue Er accompanied him on the second night and told him about the customs of entering the guest, and for the next four nights, Xue Er talked about many interesting things in the mountain stronghold, such as catching white mice, singing love songs, and using a soft cloth to fetch water. All these left a deep impression on the King of the Mountain Stronghold.

  However, what left a deeper impression on Zhai Wang was the last three nights. So many years have passed, but the details in between are still fresh in his memory, and when he thinks back, it feels like yesterday.

  The village king floated in the water with his eyes slightly closed, wanting to summon Xue'er before him immediately.

  However, his wife's hoarse voice made it impossible for him to call out to Xue'er as he entered the house. This feeling was just like the seventh night of that year when they went into the mountains.

  That night, Village King Zheng Shuang waited in the room for Xue Er's arrival. However, as time ticked by minute after minute, Xue Er didn't show up. Zheng Shuang waited anxiously but didn't dare to act rashly.

  Zheng Shuang watched as time ticked away second by second. More than half an hour later, Village Chief Wang and his wife arrived together.

  The King of the Village said, "From today on, Xue Er will not come to this room again. For the last three nights, you go to Xue Er's room. Come, follow us!" The King of the Village said these words with an unusual sternness.

  Zheng Shuang saw Village Chief Wang's serious face and his wife's stiff expression, didn't dare to ask another question, and could only obediently follow them from behind.

  They took Zheng Shuang to Xue Er's room.

  What appeared in front of Zheng Shuang was a strange scene: in the middle of the room, there was an extra-large wooden bed. In the middle of the big bed, a straight line divided it into two parts, with a quilt on each side of the line.

  After leading Zheng Shuang into the house, Wang touched Xue Er's head and said: "Dad believes in you." After finishing speaking, Wang turned around and left.

  Zheng Shuang, Xue Er's mother, and Xue Er herself were all staying in the room, no one said another word, the air seemed to have stopped flowing.

  After a while, Wang Jin came in with a bowl of clear water and said: "Teacher Zheng, this is the legendary true manipulation water." He put the water on the line in the middle of the bed. A straight line suddenly became an arc, as if a skilled painter had drawn a simple smile with one stroke.

  However, Zheng Shuang didn't have a smile on his face, but instead had a sudden sense of fear in his heart. Because he knew that drinking the chastity water was too dangerous! The village chief turned around and said: "Teacher Zheng, tonight you and Xue Er will sleep together, each sleeping on one side, go to sleep!" After finishing speaking, he gave Zheng Shuang a strange look.

  This glance made Zheng Shuang feel that Village King Wang was already a completely different person from usual. This glance gave Zheng Shuang a chill. Zheng Shuang's body involuntarily trembled. Just as Zheng Shuang was trembling, Village King Wang and his wife had already closed the door and left.

  There were only Zheng Shuang and Xue Er left in the room.

  The lamp on the desk flickered, like a mischievous little devil from hell winking at Zheng Shuang with provocative eyes, making her heart thump with fear.

  Zheng Shuang saw that bowl of chastity water online and thought of Xue Er's love story she told him on the fifth night.

  The protagonist of the story is a stone on the back mountain of Shanzhai. The shape of this stone resembles the character "mountain", and it was named "Si Chang'e" because of love.

  Because Xue Er took Zheng Shuang to see the stone during the day, Zheng Shuang didn't find anything special about the stone. However, when Xue Er talked about it, Zheng Shuang felt that it was as beautiful as a poem.

  Xue Er said, "Si Cong" this lovely stone, although not as valuable as Changhua's "chicken blood stone", Shishan's "tianhuang stone" and Qingtian's "frozen stone", nor is it a soft stone that can be bent by hand, nor is it a resonant stone that makes a pleasant sound when struck, nor is it a landscape stone that presents patterns of flying waterfalls, flying birds and beasts, and strange flowers and grasses.

  The love of this stone will move everyone.

  This ordinary stone, boldly pursued love and fell in love with Chang'e on the moon. The stone fell in love with Chang'e because it understood Zhang Jiuling's "Thinking of a Distant Moonlit Night".

  The stone often lies awake at night, thinking of the distant lover Chang'e in the sky. This stone has a stony eye, which is a stone candle. When the stone can't sleep, it blows out the candle and thinks of the moonlight.

  At this time, the moonlight shines on the stone, making it feel the loveliness of a distant lover, but the stone knows that it is too ordinary and cannot bring happiness to its distant lover, so it can only stare blankly at the lover in the moon.

  The stone just stared blankly, staring.

  Xue Er said up to here, when her expression was also a silly look, and in her eyes, there were already shiny tears.

  At that moment, Zheng Shuang was moved by Xue Er's innocence and was touched by her poetic narrative. Xue Er paused for a moment before continuing to tell the story of the stone's love affair.

  Xue Er said that the stone was infatuated with Chang'e like that. One year passed, another year passed... a hundred years passed... The stone still gazed at her foolishly, gazing at her.

  The stone's foolish affection moved Chang'e, and Chang'e used the fine moonlight to pass through the needle eye, and began to weave a green robe of moss for the stone, one stitch at a time.

  Chang'e often sighed and shed tears during the intervals of flying needles and threads. The stone did not think that Chang'e would be so moved as to weep for it, but foolishly thought it was just dew moistening it.

  The stone is after all a stone, its heart is not so delicate, it has not felt Chang'e crying for it, it is just intoxicated in the fantasy of love.

  Xue Er said to this point, after a deep sigh, I don't know if it was self-inquiry or asking Zheng Shuang: Who says that since ancient times, infatuated women have been heartless men? If a man is infatuated, can't he also move heaven and earth?

  Zheng Shuang didn't answer, he was pondering Xue Er's thoughts.

  Xue Er continued her narrative, the stone, enchanted by love, involuntarily recited: "The bright moon rises over the sea, Shared by heaven and earth at this moment. Lovers' resentment in a distant night, Suddenly rising with longing thoughts. The candle's light is full of pity, Wearing clothes to feel the dew's chill. Unable to bear giving it as a gift, Still sleeping, dreaming of a better time." The stone recited and recited until it fell into a dream.

  The stone really met his lover Chang'e in his dream! When the stone woke up from his beautiful dream, he found that his hand was stretching towards the sky, forming a "mountain" shape with his head.

  The stone felt that this gesture was a proposal to his beloved Chang'e, and he loved it so much. In fact, the stone's dream was not a dream, but real love. Chang'e feared that the stone would feel cold, so when the stone felt himself entering a dreamland, she put on him that green moss garment - a green outer garment woven by her own hands.

  The stone didn't know that the green on its body was the dress woven by Chang'e, it just felt very comfortable.