The mountain breeze outside the house blew gently, as if it did not want to disturb the sweet dream of the young man in front of him, allowing him to reunite with his relatives in his dream.

At some point, Qingxu brought Yueying to the outside of the stone house.

The old man looked up at him and murmured to himself: "Who are you and what are you doing here? Little girl, do you know this guy in the house?"

"Grandpa, he is Yueying's brother. Why did grandpa get my brother drunk?"

The old man took out a handkerchief to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes. Although he did not understand the words that the young man was nagging, he understood the young man's loneliness and sadness.

Qingxu gently patted Yueying's little hand, sat in front of the old man, and didn't speak for a long time.

"One cup to the past! One cup to my parents, one cup to myself, and one cup to the ghosts and gods! What a Shura, you really deserve to be my Qingxu disciple."

Qingxu sighed, looked at the old man in front of him and said jokingly.

"Could it be that you know this guy's past..." The old man glared at him and asked.

"This child's life is miserable, and these two children are both miserable." Qingxu sighed, poured a glass of wine and drank it.

The old man tore a chicken leg for Yueying and put it in Yueying's bowl. He smiled bitterly and said, "Your brother prepared a whole table of food, but he got drunk after just a few bites."

Yueying took the chicken drumstick from the old man's hand, looked at him and nodded: "Brother misses his mother..."

Qingxu looked at the old man and asked: "I said, you are a good old man, why are you sealing up this mountain? Or do you want to move to this mountain to live?"

The old man laughed when he heard this, looked at him and replied: "My disciple still needs a bamboo shed in front of his house. Call your disciples to come up tomorrow and build a bamboo shed here. Remember, it must be able to keep out wind and rain."

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Chapter completed!