As Li Yichen poured the Waters of the River of Forgetfulness into the Mutton-Fat Jade Bottle, he asked curiously, "What exactly is this water good for? Why do you value it so much?"
"Of course it's useful!" The old man snatched the bottle and capped it, afraid Li Yichen might casually slip it into his pocket.
Then he continued, "Talismans written with the Waters of the River of Forgetfulness won't burn in fire, rot in earth, break against metal, get wet in water, or dissolve in wood..."
"And their power increases severalfold. They can even retain their spiritual potency for a thousand years. It's practically the treasure every Daoist dreams of." At this point, he couldn't help sighing. "Unfortunately, it's just too hard to come by... You can't get it anywhere except the River of Forgetfulness."
"Hmm, sounds somewhat useful." Li Yichen nodded. "Anything else?"
"Plenty!" The old man's face flushed with excitement. "Writing talismans is only its most basic use. We can also use it to make the Love-Forgetting Potion."
"Love-Forgetting Potion?" Li Yichen immediately asked in surprise, "As in that song, 'Give Me a Cup of Love-Forgetting Potion'?"
"Yes." The old man nodded firmly. "Exactly that—a potion that makes people forget their romantic love."
"Damn." Li Yichen pursed his lips and looked the old man up and down before saying, "Elder Mo, aren't you a little past the age of chasing romance? Or did someone break your heart back in the day, and you still haven't gotten over it?"
"Oh, get lost..." It took the old man two seconds to catch on, then he lashed out with a kick. "You're the one hung up on love!"
How could Li Yichen let an old man kick him? He laughed and dodged aside. "I was only speculating. Why are you