Bai Ling talked to them, and he was not lonely at all along the way, this child looked like a small ghost, and his speech was very interesting, and his grandmother was even more rough when he spoke.

Pei Ti's eyelashes moved, listening to their conversation, not planning to open his eyes.

"Get up when you wake up." Bai Ling moved his shoulders and signaled that Pei Ti should get up.

"I'm afraid you're already awake, gentleman." The old grandmother and Bai Ling are already familiar with each other, and when they speak, they are not afraid of offending them, and they are blunt.

"I saw my brother's eyelashes move just now. Sleeping people don't move their eyelashes. The little boy chewed on the sugar in his mouth, slurring it.

"Look at you, and let the children laugh at you." Bai Ling and Pei Ti looked at each other, and the tenderness in their eyes was difficult to dissolve.

"Hey, hey, hey, you're a little ghost, and you're pretty careful." Pei Ti stretched out his hand to tease the child.

He did wake up at the beginning, but looking at the way they talked happily, he couldn't bear to break it, after all, Bai Ling was rare and approachable.

After several tosses, they finally reached the mountain, and climbed half a mountain to reach the place where Bai Ling lived before.

Bai Ling lives halfway up the mountain, and every morning he stands in the yard and looks down at all the beautiful scenery.

It turned out that Bai Ling had lived in such a place before, especially when they arrived, it was almost night, and the clouds and mist under the mountain began to swirl, and gradually became a fairyland.

Most of the houses are made of bamboo, and the design is very delicate, not very large, but the sparrows are small and have everything.

The waterwheel was spinning nearby, the mountain stream was tumbling, and the sounds of birds chirping and bamboo leaves dripping could be heard all around.

"Originally, you used to live in such a place, no wonder you were able to develop the temperament you have now."

is as light as bamboo, and she has really been well edified, no wonder she has grown up so well.

"If it weren't for the teacher, I might not be the character I am now."

Bai Ling couldn't help but think of her teacher, when she first met the teacher, the only thing she could think of was chrysanthemums.

The teacher is a true gentleman with a bright voice, retreating to the deep mountains.

"It's a pity that the teacher is not in good health."

When the teacher died, he was only in his fifties, not even sixty.

Obviously still so young, he has already lost all his brilliance.

"Your teacher would be proud of you if he knew that you had become a good embroiderer by now."

Pei Ti stretched out his hand to grab Bai Ling, let Bai Ling lean on his body, and gave her silent comfort.

"But since your teacher passed away early, how did you get to where you are today?" You must know that the craft of embroidery also needs to be taught, and if you only rely on yourself to explore, you will not be able to grow into the current realm of Bailing.

"The teacher has been teaching me a lot of things after knowing that she is not in good health, although I was still young at that time, but she had no choice but to teach me these things first, as for the rest of the matter, let me explore it by myself and practice more."

"And I have read all these books left by the teacher, there are many descriptions of embroidery, although it does not achieve the effect of teaching by word and deed, but when I am ignorant, I can understand two more points by reading it."

It is with her memories of her teachers and the contents of these books that she has grown to this point.

Pushing open the study, at a glance, the shelves are densely packed with books, although the study is not large, but at least there are thousands of books.

"You've read all of them?"

"Yes." Bai Ling touched the desk he had used, and felt very kind, as if he saw the scene of the young self sitting at the desk.

In addition to the books related to embroidery, some of the books on these shelves are other books, but he didn't expect that Bai Ling had read all the books on them.

It's hard to imagine how Bai Ling grew up when he was a child.

Exiting the study, Bai Ling did not go back to his room, but entered the room where he used to be a teacher.

"I'm here today to take something away."

After pushing open the room, Pei Ti found that there were very few things in this room, and they were very neat and clean, only the brown wooden bed hung with light blue curtains, and the moment the door was opened, a gust of wind blew and fluttered gently.

He touched the cabinet next to him, and there was only a thin layer of ash on it.

It can be seen that before Bailing went down the mountain, it was always cleaned here.

"When I first came down the mountain, I didn't plan to stay at the bottom of the mountain for long, thinking that I would always come back in a few months, so I didn't take anything with me."

Bai Ling opened a wooden box next to him, and the wooden box was probably big enough to fit a person.

After opening this wooden box, it contained very few things, just a few pieces of clothing.

Pulling aside the clothes, she revealed another small wooden box, which she reached out and picked up.

The moment the small wooden box was picked up, Pei Ti smelled a smell.

This smell is the scent of sandalwood, and it is also a fine rosewood.

"It's what the teacher gave me."

Now that Bai Ling has come to take these things away, it proves that she will not come back in the future, and she wants to spend her life with Pei Ti in the floating world.

This realization made Pei Ti very happy, Bai Ling doesn't like to confess, she likes to prove herself with actions.

However, Pei Ti suddenly thought of the time when Bai Ling had just come down the mountain before.

That cold look.

According to what she said now, Bai Ling at that time probably didn't plan to stay in the mortal dust at all, and planned to return to the mountains and forests after quickly solving the matter.

"Pei Ti, let's hang this painting in the living room when we go back."

Bai Ling unfolded the embroidery, which was three meters long and one meter eight wide.

Embroidered on it are splendid mountains and rivers of the Yangtze River, the misty Tianshan Mountains, the green and green flowing water cultivated fields, the worldly rolling red dust, and the smoke of people's cooking.

The afterglow of sunset is sprinkled on the earth, and the last ray of light reflected on the earth is nothing more than that.

Because the painting is long enough, big enough.

That's why we can transition from one view to another, which is too natural and doesn't show any flaws.

Just looking at it, it's hard to imagine how long it would take for this painting to be embroidered.

(End of chapter)