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The dawn light filtered through the window bars, illuminating the humble cottage where Lin Ting and his sister, Shue Ling, lived. A new day quietly began in Chenglou Village. This was an isolated little village, surrounded by lush mountains and forests, far from the hustle and bustle of the world. The villagers led peaceful and tranquil lives. Even as they faced the most challenging battle of their lives, Lin Ting and his sister chose to spend their days here in quietude.
In the early morning, the sound of roosters crowing echoed through the village as the villagers started their day of labor. Lin Ting, regarded as the hero of the village, did not forget his roots even at such a moment and took the initiative to help the villagers with their work. Lin Tiantian and Shue Ling were no exception; the three of them engaged in various tasks, assisting the villagers in preparing crops, clearing irrigation ditches, and repairing houses.
Lin Tiantian squats by the stream, holding a bunch of freshly picked green vegetables from the village garden. She attentively dips the vegetables into the stream, skillfully and gracefully. The clear water gently brushes over each leaf, carrying away the dust and leaving them fresh.
A group of children from the village surrounds her, watching curiously, occasionally reaching out to help but mostly adding to the chaos. Lin Tiantian doesn't mind, she enjoys the lively atmosphere and interacting with the children.
"Watch carefully, this is how you wash the vegetables thoroughly," she demonstrated while patiently teaching the children.
Suddenly, she playfully flicked the vegetable leaves in her hand, splashing a spray of water directly onto the face of a mischievous boy nearby. The children burst into a crisp laughter, and even the boy who got splashed with water chuckled and then retaliated by picking up a handful of water to splash back at Lin Tiantian.
"Hey, are you guys washing vegetables or having a water fight?" Lin Tiantian pretended to be angry, but she couldn't hide the smile on her face. Her laughter was crisp and infectious, filling the entire stream with a cheerful atmosphere.
Seeing this, the children became even more excited and joined in the "water battle", causing splashes of water and continuous laughter along the stream. Lin Tiantian also let go of her restraint and joined the children's game, turning this stream into a joyful paradise.
After playing for a while, everyone returned to the task of washing vegetables, but this time, everyone had a happy smile on their face.
"Alright, let's all help wash these vegetables clean. Later, we can cook a delicious meal together," Lin Tiantian encouraged the children. Her voice revealed an irresistible enthusiasm, making everyone unable to resist the urge to join in this simple yet joyful labor.
Shue Ling Dressed in a black robe, standing on the only wooden bridge in the village, his movements were precise and cautious. Every time he bent down to inspect or repair a plank, he appeared extremely focused. Although his expression remained indifferent, his meticulous treatment of the bridge revealed a gentle heart hidden beneath his cold exterior.
The villagers were all very surprised to see Prince of the Demon Tribe personally repairing the wooden bridge. In their impression, a noble prince should be a distant and carefree existence, but the scene before them completely overturned their perception.
Occasionally, Shue Ling would lift his head, his gaze piercing through the stream and landing on Lin Tiantian who was busy by the stream. Every time this happened, his cold exterior seemed to momentarily melt, a hint of tenderness flashing in his eyes. But this tenderness was always quickly concealed again, returning to his proud and indifferent appearance.
" Shue Ling, how's your training going? Do you need any help from me?" Lin Tiantian set aside the vegetables in her hand and called out to him with a smile.
Shue Ling Turned his head and glanced at her, furrowing his brows slightly. "Don't come over and cause trouble. With your skills, you might make this bridge even more dangerous."
Lin TiantianMuttered discontentedly, "Hmph, don't underestimate me. I am full of passion and ready to work at any time."
Shue Ling After listening, a smile unconsciously appeared at the corner of his mouth, but he still responded coldly, "Just with your skills? Better save it. I don't want to ruin the bridge because of your shoddy work."
This kind of bickering dialogue had become a special way of communication for them. Shue Ling Although his words were cold, his actions did not slow down. He continued to earnestly repair every wooden board, ensuring that every detail was flawless. He knew the importance of this bridge to the villagers and understood his responsibility.
Lin Tiantian, although refused to help, was not angry. Instead, she found a comfortable spot to sit and watched Shue Ling busy figure, a smile on her lips. Although Shue Ling always appeared with a cold face, everything he did was filled with a sense of responsibility.
Lin Tingze helped with the farming in the village fields. He stood in the fields, holding a hoe, sweat dripping down his forehead. However, this did not affect his movements at all. Every time the hoe fell, it seemed powerful and determined. His serious attitude towards farming made the villagers watching couldn't help but admire him.
"Master Lin, you don't have to do such heavy work. We can take care of it." A middle-aged farmer approached with tools, ready to take over for Lin Ting.
Lin Ting stopped his work, smiled, and shook his head. "Thank you, but I'm doing this voluntarily. I want to experience it firsthand and learn more about farming." His voice was gentle, and his eyes revealed a sincere affection for the land.
The farmer looked at his determined eyes and ultimately chose to respect Lin Ting's decision, but still stayed to help and occasionally gave professional advice. "Young Master Lin, when you're plowing the land like this, you need to maintain a consistent force so that the soil can be turned more finely."
After listening, Lin Ting nodded seriously and adjusted his movements according to the advice. With his efforts, the field was soon plowed quite well. Seeing this, the surrounding farmers couldn't help but praise, "Young Master Lin, we didn't expect you to get the hang of it so quickly. It's really admirable."
While working hard in the fields, Lin Ting occasionally looked up at the sky, contemplating the upcoming battle. However, at this moment, his mood was unusually calm. The rural life temporarily made him forget about the pressure, and he felt a sense of unprecedented tranquility and contentment.
Finally, the farming work came to an end. Lin Ting stood at the edge of the field, looking at the land he had cultivated with his own hands, feeling satisfied. "Thank you all for your help today. I couldn't have done it alone without you," Lin Ting sincerely thanked the farmers.
The farmers also responded to his thanks one after another, and everyone cleaned up their tools and prepared to go home.
In the afternoon, when the sun was high, the three finally had the opportunity to sit down and enjoy a sumptuous lunch prepared by the villagers. The table was filled with homegrown vegetables and self-raised chickens and ducks, simple yet delicious. Lin Ting and Shue Ling sat around a table with the villagers, eating together.
After dinner, the village chief specially summoned all the villagers to hold a simple prayer ceremony for the siblings Lin Ting and Lin Tiantian, as well as for Shue Ling, praying for their safe return. Lin Ting stood in the center of the crowd, bowing deeply to thank the villagers for their blessings and support. Lin Tiantian's eyes were slightly red, but she quickly showed her characteristic smile and firmly said, "Don't worry, we will definitely come back victorious."
Shue Ling also nodded to the villagers in thanks. Although his expression remained cold, his deep affection for the land and the people could be seen in his eyes.
As night fell, Lin Ting and Shue Ling returned to the cabin and began their final preparations. Lin Ting took out an ancient mirror, known as the "soul mirror" in legend, which was said to reflect the truest thoughts of the viewer's heart and influence the order of the three realms.
The three of them sat around the mirror, taking turns gazing into it. The surface of the mirror emitted a faint light, reflecting their faces and also revealing their determination. In that moment, they understood even more clearly that this battle was not just for themselves, but for every life in this land.
It's late at night, Lin Ting gently puts away the soul mirror, deeply looks at Lin Tiantian and Shue Ling, and slowly says, "The battle tomorrow is uncertain, but no matter the outcome, we have all done our best. Remember, no matter what lies ahead, we are each other's strongest support."
Lin Tiantian stands up, takes Shue Ling's hand, and firmly says, "No matter what dangers we encounter, we will forge ahead and overcome the dark mist." Her voice is full of confidence and courage.
Shue Ling Looking at her, he smiled lightly. This time, his smile held a touch of tenderness. "Yes, no matter the outcome, we have no regrets."
The night breeze gently carried away their words, but their hearts became even more closely intertwined.
The outline of the moon gradually became clearer, and Chenglou Village fell into a deep sleep. However, for the Lin Ting siblings and Shue Ling, this night was a moment for them to muster their courage and gather their strength.
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