Su Qian secretly calculated in his heart. The key to saving Nie Xiaoqian lies with the scholar Ning Caichen. According to the current situation, Yan Chixia, who is actually him, has already moved into the Lanruo Temple. This scholar will soon move in as well. At that time, he will have him bring Nie Xiaoqian's ashes back home. With a human and a ghost loving each other for a hundred years, it can be considered a happy ending.

So, what needs to be done now is wait.

"Host, what do you plan to do next?"

"Take a shower, go to bed."

After a whole day of cross-dressing, I finally managed to change into male clothes. However, when I accidentally lit a candle, I ended up burning the original owner's beard. The smell of sweat mixed with the scent of burnt hair wafted through the air...

Su Qian felt a bit helpless, so he went to the well in the backyard of the temple to fetch a bucket of water. Since he had just arrived and it was already late at night, he couldn't be bothered to look for the kitchen to boil water. He intended to wash away the dust and dirt accumulated from the hurried journey on the previous owner's body, and also see if the temple had a razor to shave off this beard completely.

Fortunately, it had just entered autumn at that time, so the water from the well pouring onto the body didn't feel cold.

It's really good luck. The temple unexpectedly had a razor that was used to shave people's heads for ordination. After some effort, I finally managed to clean up this troublesome beard.

After everything was done, Su Qian searched through the original host's luggage, only to find a few clothes with a peculiar smell and some broken silver of an uncertain amount, but nothing else.

Su Qian washed the few pieces of clothing in the bag and finally calmly changed into the female clothes they had worn before. They treated it as pajamas and lay down on the stack of straw once again.

A dreamless night.

The next morning, Su Qian woke up refreshed. He took off the women's clothes he had used as "pajamas" and luckily, the clothes he had washed last night were already dry. He put them on and felt clean and fresh.

After passing by the well from last night, Su Qian approached and looked into the well.

The clear well water reflects the appearance of Yan Chixia: neither black nor white, with sword-like eyebrows, distinct eyes, and a straight nose bridge.

Su Qian chuckled to himself. He had once come across a joke that said, "Before a woman takes a shower, she looks like Li Jiaxin. After a shower, she looks like Feng Jie. Before a man takes a shower, he looks like Xi Li Ge. After a shower, he looks like Liu Dehua."

Anyway, Yan Chixia undeniably has a handsome appearance, so that description isn't really an exaggeration.

Su Qian took out the sword from Yan Chixia and began practicing the Yufeng Sword Technique according to the memories of the original owner.

The Yufeng Sword Technique is divided into three styles. Yan Chixia originally mastered them thoroughly, but unfortunately, Su Qian is only possessing his body and is not yet familiar with the original owner's things, especially in terms of cultivation experience. After all, he had never come into contact with these kinds of cold weapons in his original world, so he always had a skeptical attitude towards them. Therefore, he feels particularly awkward and unfamiliar.

The first move, "Spring Wind and Rain," is a continuous sword technique that resembles a torrential spring rain, its killing intent spreading throughout the sky.

Su Qian picked up the sword and began to swing it at will. As his body gradually regained its memory, his sword moves became even more chilling. Eventually, the sword turned invisible, and all that could be seen was the scattered sword light, resembling a continuous spring rain that was impenetrable and held an astonishing might.

The second move, "Wind Sweeping Clouds," excels in its ability to release sword energy, overpower the weak, and swiftly kill enemies. Watching the walls being slashed into pieces by the sword energy, Su Qian nodded and said, "Hmm, not bad."

The third style, the sword points like the wind, this sword technique has already freed itself from reliance on external props and can be unleashed from any part of the body. Su Qian looked at the deep hole on the ground, expressing his satisfaction.

Su Qian stopped dancing with his sword and had a face full of surprise. It seemed that Yan Chixia was really talented, no wonder he could exorcise ghosts and subdue demons.

"Sir, please slow down, I can't keep up anymore..."

"Xiao Si, hurry up. This place is surrounded by lush greenery, offering beautiful and serene scenery. It would be nice to stay here for a night and catch up on our studies."

"Young master, we're in the wilderness, there might be ghosts..."