467 Winter Solstice Festival (1/2)

Chapter 467: Winter Solstice Festival

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The back of the Academy's mountain.

Second Brother stood in front of the waterfall and listened to the water flowing sound like thunder. He looked at the water mist caused by the water splashing. His face was devoid of expression. After a long silence, he said, ”I heard that his building collapsed.”

Eldest Brother stood beside him. He sighed and said, ”He came to Chang'an, and this was his Lucky Chance. About this kind of thing, you should not envy him.”

Second Brother slightly raised his eyebrows and said, ”Senior Brother, why do I need to envy him?”

Yanming Lake, Chang'an City.

There was a large urn on the table. Inside the urn was a milky white mutton giblets soup. The fresh and green caraway was smoked by the heat from the mutton giblets soup, and the fragrance spread throughout the whole room.

Ning Que took a pair of chopsticks and used their tips to break up the fermented bean curd in the dish. Sangsang was peeling the garlics beside him and mincing them thoroughly. The big black horse was in the garden and was looking inside the room through the door frame. Its eyes were opened widely and so were its nostrils, which were perfect circles. It wasn't clear whether it was curious or greedy for the mutton giblets in the pot.

”I heard that the Taoist temple where Ye Su was staying collapsed this afternoon.”

Ning Que became silent for a second, he couldn't help but smile. He said, ”I heard... after Second Brother learned of that incident, he stood in front of the waterfall for half a day before he finally smashed his small courtyard.”

Sangsang looked up at him with a puzzled look. She went to the small courtyard in the back of the Academy's mountain. At the thought of the quiet courtyard becoming ruins, she felt pity and asked, ”Why?”

Ning Que shook his head and said, ”For a person who has the same state as Second Brother and Ye Su, who knows what they are thinking? I often think that if someone can cultivate to their states, that person is basically crazy. After the little Taoist temple had collapsed, Ye Su seemed to understand something. As for Second Brother smashing his own small courtyard, perhaps he wanted to figure out something as well?”

Although now, Sangsang officially began to cultivate, she was still totally unable to understand the thinking mode of the Grand Cultivators who were at the Knowing Destiny State. She thought that young master was right, and they were a group of lunatics.

As the mutton giblets soup became cold, while the meat and the sauce on the plate gradually disappeared, Ye Hongyu finally returned to the shore of Yanming Lake. Sangsang went to clean clothes and Ning Que was left in the house alone.

Ning Que looked at her entering the door and said, ”Why are you back so late? By the way, since you don't pay the rent, shouldn't you do more chores?”

Ye Hongyu looked at the leftovers on the table and said, ”You have a maid and a steward.”

Ning Que said with a smile, ”How can it be compared with the joy of being served by a Dao Addict? The Divine Priest of Light has worked in my shop. You can learn about the glorious traditions of the West-Hill Divine Palace. In the future this fact will be spread everywhere, and this will definitely be a legend of my family.”

Ye Hongyu's eyebrows twisted more and more tightly, and she sat down without a word.

Ning Que looked at her face, and guessed that she was in a bad mood at this time, but he did not have any intention to stop triggering her. He continued to say, ”Well, I thought your brother would at least treat you to a meal.”

Ye Hongyu looked at him peacefully and said, ”It seems that you are considering a long-time plan for your life in Chang'an City, but have you ever wondered that this world cannot allow you to live like this?”

Ning Que smiled slightly and said, ”I am one of the Tangs and a disciple of the Second floor of the Academy. I can't imagine who will stupidly come to disturb my life.”

”What if you are the Son of Yama?”

Ye Hongyu looked at him. Her bright eyes, which were similar to that of the clear lake in autumn, gave off a mocking and cold look.

Ning Que was slightly stunned for a second.

A few days ago, Ye Hongyu had directly exposed the fact that he had joined the Devil in a conversation. And now, she had calmly mentioned this possible fact again, as though it was nothing important.

”I really don't know what you're talking about,”

he said.

Ye Hongyu said, ”If you really are what the rumor said, that you are the son of the former Xuanwei General of the Tang Empire, then you are the shadow of Nightfall that the Divine Priest of Light saw that year. These days, only a few people remember that incident, but don't you think that I would forget.”

”Do you believe it?” Ning Que looked at her eyes and asked seriously.

Ye Hongyu shook her head after meditating for a while.

Ning Que felt somewhat at ease, and said, ”Why don't you believe it?”

Ye Hongyu said, ”Instinct.”

Ning Que raised his right hand's thumb and sincerely praised her. He said, ”Instinct is the most respectable. Come over, let me treat you to some mutton giblets soup. I still have some hidden in the kitchen, just to honor you.”

Ye Hongyu did not laugh. She looked at him and said, ”I don't believe it, but it doesn't mean the Divine Palace doesn't believe it... My brother is in Chang'an City now. He comes to witness the retirement of General Xia Hou, but I believe that he is actually coming to see you, too.”

Ning Que shook his head and said, ”I have heard some things. Sangsang also learned some secrets from Wei Guangming. Since the West-Hill Divine Palace had forcibly stopped this matter and imprisoned Wei Guangming for more than ten years. This represented that Haotian Taoism also did not believe in the story about the Son of Yama.”