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Su Haoyi and the others looked around the house again, and only saw some broken limbs that had weathered into white bones in a cellar, which were human bones.

I didn't see anything suspicious again, after all, this place has been abandoned for too long.

"It should be someone who practices evil magic here, but it will take at least ten years ago to see the time." Sima Lantai said: "This place is far from Xianyuan Mountain, it shouldn't be him."

Su Haoyi knew that the "he" in Sima Lantai's words refers to Hua Yan.

After leaving the ghost house, the journey will be smooth.

Not only did I not encounter anything strange, I didn’t even encounter any patients.

When I was still one day away from Xianyuan Mountain, Su Haoyi and the others settled in an inn.

The inn is surrounded by the river, and Su Haoyi leans against the window and looks out.

I saw the setting sun reflecting the sails, the declining grass and cold smoke on both sides, and I couldn't help but think of the coming of the spring sad river.

In previous years, she was still helping Aunt Cai'er in Chuyao Pavilion to organize business, but she didn't expect that she would be in Xianyuan Mountain thousands of miles away.

"I don't know how busy my mother and the others are," Su said kindly: "How is the account collection? Is there anyone who can't get it back?"

As for Su Haoyi herself, she prefers to collect accounts and do business, and does not like to study medicine.

Sima Lantai came over and saw Su Haoyi's face. He rarely saw her so quiet and did not bother her. He just looked at the twilight outside the window with her.

"Senior brother, thank you." After a while, Su Haoyi turned his face slightly and said thanks to Sima Lantai: "I have gained a lot of insight after following you out for traveling."

The rash marks on her face have retreated, and her face is still white and fragrant, and it can be broken.

"Don't you want to go back to the mountain?" Sima Lantai asked her, not because of blame, but because of simple concern.

"No," Su shook his head kindly: "It's time to go back."

She was playing with the little golden beetle and felt a little disappointed.

After all, she is no longer the romantic Su Baro in the world. She has a new identity and has to adapt well.

But no matter how clear you are, you will always be lost.

Xianyuan Mountain is good at everything, but it is not lively enough.

"I'll say it out if I feel unhappy," Sima Lantai hasn't talked to anyone since she was a child, but she was very concerned about Su Haoyi: "Tell me if you want to eat or play."

Su Haoyi couldn't bear to let Sima Lantai worry about his trivial matters, so he hurriedly smiled: "I don't want anything with my senior brother."

Her words were purely to coax people, but Sima Lantai couldn't help laughing after hearing this. Although her smile was light, it was sincere.

When he smiled, Su Haoyi's heart instantly became lighter.

I secretly laughed at myself for being pretentious. I don’t know how many people would rather give up everything than follow Sima Lantai. I should be damned if I was seen by him so differently that I still have no sense of contentment.

"Actually, there is no excitement in Xianyuan Mountain," Sima Lantai reached out and rubbed Su Haoyi's hair: "During the Chinese New Year, they will also kill pigs and sheep, and they will also make dumplings together."

"Hey?" Su Haoyi was shocked: "There are such good things? I thought I had to eat so lightly during the Chinese New Year!"

"The Masters are not unkind. The light diet on the mountain is for many reasons. The most important thing is to make the disciples clear and devote themselves to their studies." Sima Lantai explained patiently: "You have worshipped Master Danfeng, and the constraints you have suffered have been minimized as much as possible, and you are much more comfortable than other disciples."

"That's right," Su Haoyi himself had to admit: "How many pigs should be killed during the New Year on the mountain?"

She was thinking about this.

"One school, one head," Sima Lantai said: "Since I entered the Sacred Heart Academy, I have not participated in the pig catching."

"Huh?" Su Haoyi was shocked: "Why did Senior Brother catch pigs before?"

"Everyone needs to be caught," Sima Lantai smiled: "Every 2nd lunar month, the people in Siyuan Hall catch pigs from the bottom of the mountain. Each school is divided into one, and the pigs are not tied up. They run around the mountains and fields. The disciples want to catch pigs and kill pigs, which is also fun."

"My God!" Su Haoyi's eyes were as big as a bell. She couldn't imagine Sima Lantai catching a pig.

"Will senior brother still catch him this year?" Su Haoyi wanted to see it.

"It's not going to happen long ago," Sima Lantai said: "The disciples of the Holy Heart Academy will not participate in this."

"Oh!" Su Haoyi's head drooped in an instant: "It's not fun."

It is a great regret in my life that it is not a matter of Sima Lantai to catch pigs.

"During the Chinese New Year, there will be many untaught teachers who come back to the mountain, which is more lively than usual." Sima Lantai said: "Those teachers are very interesting. They don't like to be restrained on the mountain, and they only come back to live occasionally."

Su Haoyi knew that many of the predecessors of Xianyuan Mountain lived in the secular world.

Not many people like Danfeng Master no longer teach and still stay in Xianyuan Mountain.

Maybe it’s because he has no wife, children and family, so it’s the same wherever he stays.

"It's time to have supper, and I'll have a break soon after I've had it." Sima Lantai closed the window, the sun set, and the wind was a little cold: "We'll leave early tomorrow morning and will return to the mountain before dark."

"Senior brother," Su called Sima Lantai with good intentions and held the corner of his clothes in his hand, and urged: "I want to drink."

Su Haoyi didn't drink too much, and he didn't have much alcohol addiction, but when he missed home, he wanted to drink some.

In the past, she was in the capital and had to drink every few days. Now she is with Sima Lantai and lives like a Qingjing.

All the wine, meat and other things are far away.

"Their family's bad goose palms are just right to drink." Sima Lantai did not refuse. He noticed Su Haoyi's loss, so he naturally allowed her to be a little willful.

"I know that my senior brother is the best! If there is no you in this world, where will I find a close friend?" Su Haoyi, the flatterer, climbed up with a pole: "I only drink three cups, and I will never drink more."

"Call people!" Sima Lantai chuckled. Su Haoyi's little thing was very sweet, and it was really not worth the effort to coax people to death.

After half an hour, Su Haoyi's cheeks were flushed, his eyes were blurred, and he kept holding a wine glass to Sima Lantai: "This is thanks to senior brother for curing my rash. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't know when my pig-head-like face would be better! It's so ugly!"

"Don't drink this glass again after drinking it, you're already drunk." Sima Lantai put away his wine glass quietly: "You'll wake up early tomorrow."

"Senior brother, you are too self-disciplined," Su Haoyi turned Sima Lantai's face a little unruly: "What are you afraid of when you drink a few more cups? You are not on the mountain. You are in Xianyuan Mountain for more than ten years like a monk. It's so pitiful."

Seeing that she was really drunk, Sima Lantai didn't talk to her, so she picked her up and put it on the bed, and covered her with a quilt.
Chapter completed!