There was a snowflake in the sky, the snow was not big, but it was very steep, outside a small wooden house built next to the natural rock wall of Yandang Mountain, Hu Yuxuan was looking at the scenery in the distance and was stunned.

At this time, a young man in his twenties, a young man with a book pocket, walked to the front of the wooden house, he looked at Hu Yuxuan, whose face had not aged for half a minute, but his expression was a little gloomy and old.

"Mom, I'm back, what are we going to eat tonight!"

Hu Yuxuan took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it and smoked: "If you want to eat, let a few aunts cook it for you, you go back to the house to study, and let my mother be here alone for a while!"

"Then mom, I'm in the house, I haven't written my thesis yet, and I have a headache when I think about writing a paper!"

As he spoke, the young man walked into the room with his book pocket.

In a trance, Hu Yuxuan looked at the emaciated figure of her son in front of her, which was quite similar to Yang Huaiping, she spit out a puff of cigarette and muttered to herself: "It would be great if everything could go back to before, but unfortunately everything can't go back!"

At this moment, a gray* danced and flew to Hu Yuxuan's side, and suddenly, the butterfly turned into Yang Huaiping's appearance.

Yang Huaiping walked slowly in front of Hu Yuxuan, he stretched out his hands to support Hu Yuxuan's cheeks, and said in a deep voice: "I'm back!"

"It's good to come back, by the way, do you still want to leave?" said Hu Yuxuan's hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly.

Yang Huaiping let Hu Yuxuan lean into his arms, and said calmly: "I want to go, some things are fate, but I believe that we will reunite in the near future, just like today!"

Hu Yuxuan snuggled in Yang Huaiping's arms, frowned slightly, and said, "Then have you become an immortal?"

Yang Huaiping said indifferently: "I am holy, one of the six saints under the Heavenly Dao!"

Hu Yuxuan stared at the fluttering snowflakes, she sighed, and said with an emotional expression: "Look, it's snowing again unconsciously this day, and a snow means that the year is coming to an end, time flies so fast, if I hadn't met you, I think my hair would be gray now!"

Yang Huaiping hugged Hu Yuxuan tightly in his arms, and he said in a deep voice: "Yes, people are like this, when choosing one thing, it means losing another thing, but I found that the two of us are indeed old!"

"Time is like this, no matter how young you are, but if you experience more, your heart will become old!" Hu Yuxuan said with deep eyebrows.

Yang Huaiping didn't speak again, he just looked at the snow in the sky, flying, falling, like the remnants of the wind, with loneliness, and an indescribable sadness.

Hu Yuxuan took a deep puff of cigarette, she smacked her lips and said, "Huaiping, you have become an immortal, is it a complete cut off of mortal dust, is it ......?"

Before Hu Yuxuan finished speaking, Yang Huaiping stretched out a finger and put it on her mouth, and said calmly: "Aren't I still holding you now, it's just that I am completely downspised by the world!"

Hu Yuxuan's face rose with a faint flush, and her lips pursed: "Then you are also down-looking on that aspect, forget it!"

Yang Huaiping coughed, and said seriously: "Daughter-in-law, I'll tell you a story!"

"What's the story?" asked Hu Yuxuan with a blink of his eyebrows.

Yang Huaiping looked at Zhong Lingyuxiu in the distance, the Lingyun is magnificent, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the Yandang Mountain with red plums blooming in the mountain stream speaks unhurriedly.

"In ancient times, once women lost their husbands and became widows, because of the regulations of the Three Virgins and Nine Spirits, they could not remarry, so they all lived a miserable life, especially young and beautiful widows, and the long night was even more of a torment for them, daughter-in-law, do you know what they would do at night?"

Hu Yuxuan seemed to suddenly think of something, her face instantly turned red, and she snorted coldly: "You are a person who is a father, and you haven't been a proper person all day long!"

Yang Huaiping coughed, cleared his throat and said: "Daughter-in-law, I just want to be crooked when I see you, let me tell you, those women will spill the beans on the ground, and then lean over to pick them up one by one, if you can't pick up a bean, you won't sleep, and after you pick them up, you will lie on the bed with a tired face!"

Hearing this, Hu Yuxuan came back to Yang Huaiping's meaning, she punched Yang Huaiping and said: "You guy is really a bad stomach, I don't understand, how can God make a person like you holy, is there any reason for this!"

Yang Huaiping reached into Hu Yuxuan's chest with one hand very dishonestly, and he attached it to Hu Yuxuan's ear and said, "Let's go, daughter-in-law, let's go back to the house and sleep, just let me, a saint, accompany you well!"

Hu Yuxuan grabbed Yang Huaiping's hand, and her lips pursed: "My son is in the house!"

At this moment, a voice came from behind Hu Yuxuan, "Mom, I'll write my thesis in the evening, you and Dad will be warm, I'll go out for a stroll and see the scenery!"

Yang Huaiping looked at his son, who looked very similar to him, smiled happily, and muttered to himself: "This kid is like me, he has eyesight!"

Hu Yuxuan looked at Yang Huaiping and said, "I've never seen an immortal like you!"

Yang Huaiping leaned over and kissed Hu Yuxuan on the face, he sighed and said, "Daughter-in-law, when I was not by your side, how did you live, did you pick up beans!"

"I eat fasting and recite Buddha, pure heart and few desires, you think I am you, all I think about all day long is those messy things!" Hu Yuxuan pursed his lips and said with a sneer.

Suddenly, Yang Huaiping picked up Hu Yuxuan, paced towards the wooden house, and said in a deep voice: "What is there to think about the daughter-in-law Buddha, my generation of cultivators, what is it about a freewheeling and leisurely person, today I will let you break the vows!"

Hu Yuxuan's face was flushed and she leaned on Yang Huaiping's arms, and she said in a low voice: "Look at the maid squatting at the door, how bad is this?"

Yang Huaiping glanced at a group of more than a dozen masked women squatting at the door, who looked like Xianglin's sister-in-law, and said: "A few of you go around in the distance, I am intimate with my daughter-in-law, and you guys listen to the root of the wall, I feel very uncomfortable!"

A group of more than a dozen maids of the Star Immortal felt the powerful aura emanating from Yang Huaiping's body, and they all walked towards the distance one after another.

Yang Huaiping walked into the wooden house with Hu Yuxuan in his arms, put Hu Yuxuan on the bed, slowly untied her clothes, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Daughter-in-law, I think it's better to forget it, don't you pay attention to what is pure and has few desires?"

At this moment, Hu Yuxuan reached out and grabbed Yang Huaiping's neck and pulled him to the bed, she kissed Yang Huaiping gently, and the two began to fall and sink......