The day was uneventful, Han Qimen came back very early, and in the evening, he checked the runes in Han Yingying's room and I before leaving with confidence. In the evening, the family of three reunited, and I went to the canteen alone to eat, so it was inconvenient to disturb me.

The next day, the weather was slightly overcast, and in the afternoon, an autumn wind blew by, and it rained sporadically. Han Yingying's mother went down the mountain in the morning, and Han Qimen still went out during the day and returned at night. Han Yingying walked into the Sanqing Hall on this day and bowed to the Sanqing Patriarch. In the afternoon, I met her in the lecture hall of the West Pavilion and talked to her about the famous Taoist book "Hug Puzi", but she didn't know it, she only knew the "I Ching" and "Tao Te Ching".

I told her that "Hug Puzi" is a Taoist classic compiled by Ge Hong and Ge Tianshi in the Jin Dynasty. Ge Hong's "Jielu Alchemy" cultivation path is Sanqing Mountain, and he is also the ancestor of Sanqing Mountain. She knows a little about Ge Hong, but she doesn't know that Ge Hong is the author of "Hug Puzi". I also said that although "Hug Puzi" is about immortals, alchemy, and talismans, it is actually to discuss "the gains and losses of current politics, and the difficulties of personnel". She listened intently.

After that, I talked about Taoist classics such as "Taishang Induction Chapter" and "Beidou Sutra", and she seemed to be interested.

In the evening, the rain gradually became heavier, and after dinner we went back to our rooms to rest. My room is surrounded by courtyards and dense vegetation, and listening to the autumn rain beating the leaves and the sound of dripping water from the eaves, I suddenly feel homesick. In the past few days, I have often been in contact with my grandmother and Xiao Hong, and at this time, I was alone, and the autumn rain was sad, and Han Yingying's figure appeared in my mind. Her fresh and refined temperament and gentle and lovely personality are more fascinating than Xiao Hong. Xiao Hong is slightly chubby and has a big personality, which is a little bulky in comparison.

Thinking of this, I immediately gave myself a slap in the face, I was a childhood sweetheart with Xiao Hong, since high school, I was like a cancer, wherever I went, I was not welcome anywhere, teachers and classmates rejected me in various ways, only Xiao Hong guarded me tightly and took care of me in every way. She hasn't changed her mind for so many years, how can I be cranky.

I dialed Xiao Hong's phone, she was still feverish, I could only care about it on the phone, but she was coquettish on the other end of the phone. I'm really helpless, now that the Bone Witch Sect has locked me down, if I venture back to Jinling, it will only cause trouble for them. We chatted for more than an hour before we hung up.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the rain became heavier, accompanied by the sound of thunder and lightning. On the mountainside of Sanqing Mountain, there is only an independent Sanqing Palace lit up with sporadic lights. Heavy rain poured down above the Sanqing Palace, and the rain knocked on every building and palace of the Sanqing Palace, and then merged into many trickles, slowly flowing down the mountain.

When I was in high school, I was ostracized by everyone and fell into a lonely predicament. Fortunately, Xiao Shanbo took him in, and in the past seven years, I have gradually regained my self-confidence. At the beginning of his wading into the rivers and lakes, he had nothing to do with the first major feng shui sect "Wang Men", and fell into the whirlpool of Zhu Wuying and Wang Erye. Carrying "Xuan Topaz" and "Green Dragon Pill", I also told in front of everyone in the world, although not everyone believes it, but many people would rather indulge in vain, and I don't know how many people hide in the shadows and covet me.

Fortunately, I met Han Qimen, who is worthy of being a model of righteousness and strong strength, so I was saved from disaster. Now that the Bone Witch Sect has appeared, the Scattered Ghost King and the Chaos Yin Shuai have not yet appeared, and they don't know what they will face next.

Thinking about it, sorrow came from it, and the heavy rain in early autumn poured down outside the house, and my thoughts also came to my heart like heavy rain. With the discomfort and pain in my heart, I gradually fell asleep amid the sound of heavy rain.

I don't know how long it took, but the thunder outside the house sounded like a sound, and the torrential rain woke me up from my sleep. I lay on my bed, looking through the gap in the window, watching the dim light outside, and occasionally a burst of purple bifurcated lightning streaked through the air, and the rain was so swift that it joined in a line and hung down from the sky.

How long will it be this night?

I was covered with a light sheet, and I felt the chill come over me, and there was a spare blanket in the room, which I took and put over my body, and I was ready to fall asleep again, and another lightning flashed, and I thought the thunder would come as promised. After waiting for two or three seconds, the loud thunder seemed to sound outside my room, startling me into a cold sweat.

Even with the addition of a blanket, I still felt a chill rise that seemed to envelop the room. I am not afraid of the cold, and the colder I get, the more strength I have. Just like between the two worlds of yin and yang, the power in my body is far stronger than that in the yang world. And now, the feeling between the two worlds of yin and yang is quite similar.

The more I thought about it, the more chilly it became, and my hands and feet became cold, and even though I wasn't afraid of the cold, it was uncomfortable. Just like a person who is not afraid of heat, and not afraid of heat are two different concepts. I wanted to drink a glass of water to keep warm, and when I picked up the teacup and found that the water I hadn't finished drinking last night had actually formed a layer of ice.

It's the middle of summer, I'm in Jiangnan, the temperature during the day is close to more than 40 degrees, and even if there is a storm at night, no matter how big the temperature drops, it will not fall below 20 degrees. The temperature difference between day and night in Jiangnan is not large, and there is no freezing in summer.

Shivering from the cold, I poured boiling water from the water bottle, melted the ice cubes in the cup, poured out the ice water, and poured another cup of hot water. Looking at the wisps of white steam rising from the water glass, it seems that winter has really come. I took the blanket and wrapped it around my body, my hands were already purple from the cold, and I clung to the wall of the cup tightly before I felt a hint of warmth.

The rain outside the house showed no sign of abating, and I couldn't help but think of Han Yingying next door, whether she was also in an ice cellar, whether she also had blankets and hot water to keep warm, and whether she was also awakened by the thunder. Would a girl in her twenties be afraid of the deafening thunder.

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