Xia Huairuo distributed the balloons to everyone on the way, except for Ye Wanchi's ginkgo biloba and willow warbler, Gu Hai, Su Zi and Fang Yinuo's were a little more casual, just bought three balloons that were most commonly painted with some pine and bamboo. However, what she left for herself did not seem to be as good as Ye Wanchi's intentions, an unknown butterfly stopped on the unknown flower, and with a slight flicker of the fire, the butterfly flapped its wings and flew away.

"Senior sister, is there really a candle flame in this balloon?" Gu Hai asked with some surprise. Before Xia Huairuo could answer him, Su Zi opened his mouth first: "How is it possible, it's just a small spell that can show the appearance of a candle flame, if it is really a candle flame, it will burn long ago." As he spoke, he pulled the rope to which the balloon was attached, and the flame flew up and down.

After walking for about ten minutes out of Qingning Fang, and then crossing a wooden bridge, a large yellow ginkgo forest suddenly appeared in front of him, Gu Haixin said This should be the territory of the Kunlun Ye clan, and sure enough, the group stopped in front of the forest. He thought that he would have to go a little further inside to be the gate, but he didn't want Ye Wanchi to say goodbye to them, and he only walked a few steps forward and disappeared without a trace.

Only then did Gu Hai react, it turned out that there was a huge enchantment in front of him. He tentatively stretched out his hand to the position where Ye Wanchi disappeared, unlike the imagination that he would be knocked away or like an electric shock, Gu Hai's right hand just waved in the air very normally, so he curiously continued to take two steps forward, and in front of him was a real ginkgo forest.

Fang Yinuo saw Gu Hai's puzzled face, so he replied: "The main mansions of the four great families are like this, if unrelated people accidentally break into that realm, they won't find anything strange at all, the Ye family is the ginkgo forest, the Yan family is the Dao Waterfall, and the Bai family is the sword house." ”

"What about the Jiang Clan?" Gu Hai asked

"The Jiang family is slightly different from the other three, from the outside, it does look like the Jiang family's mansion, but if there is no worship post, you enter the house where the Jiang family's protégés are active on weekdays, and if there is a worship post, then behind the door is the real Jiang family's main house. After Fang Yinuo finished answering, even Su Zi showed an expression that he had heard for the first time, and he received: "No wonder I always see people coming in and out every time I pass by, as if anyone can go in and visit a circle, it turns out that what I see is not the real Jiang family's main house." After saying that, he and Gu Hai showed a curious look, and the two couldn't help but regret that they didn't follow the Jiang brothers and sisters back to have a look.

After sending Ye Wanchi away, Fang Yinuo also said goodbye to the remaining three people and turned around and walked in the direction of home, Xia Huairuo and Gu Hai followed Su Zi all the way to talk and laugh and continue to move forward. The two junior brothers asked with some gossip: "Senior sister, are Senior Brother Fang and Senior Sister Ye engaged in baby kissing? ”

Xia Huairuo looked at them with some surprise as if he didn't expect them to ask this, and then as if he had found a confidant, he excitedly waved the balloon in his hand and explained to the two: "No! The Fang family was originally a close attendant of the Ye family masters for generations, and each generation was a childhood sweetheart who grew up together, but after the battle of sealing demons, there was no such rule for some reason. She stomped her feet with some annoyance, and then stopped as if to say the point, and said word by word in front of Gu Hai and Su Zi: "This is the loyal dog and eldest lady of the childhood sweetheart!"

Su Zi, who was born and raised in the Kunlun region and had not had much contact with secular culture, nodded seriously as if he didn't understand, while Gu Hai, who was from the mundane like Xia Huairuo, had a suddenly realized expression, and at this moment, he couldn't help but sigh that he hadn't read the novel in the bed in vain.

The three of them chatted all the way, not paying attention to how much time had passed, and just when the fire in the last balloon was about to be extinguished, they finally arrived at the door of Suzi's house. Different from Gu Hai's imagination, it was a house smaller than their small courtyard in Shangyang Peak, with a low fence around it, on which some bacon, vegetables and fruits were hung. Further back is a small field, the snow that had fallen a few days ago has not completely melted, so many Xiaoice piles are nearby.

Although Gu Hai was a little surprised, he still didn't say anything, although Su Zi was usually on par with him, but his behavior was still much more upright than him, so Gu Hai always thought that Su Zi was at least a young master of a small sect even if he was not from a big family like the four great families. Diametrically opposed to Gu Hai's reaction, Xia Huairuo looked like he already knew, swaggered to the door, and knocked politely.

The one who came to open the door was a woman who looked like she was in her early thirties, and her eyebrows were very similar to Su Zi, because Xia Huairuo blocked her sight, so the woman obviously didn't see Su Zi, she said with some doubts: "The girl is ......" Su Zi ran behind Xia Huairuo from the edge of the fence at this time, he stood on tiptoe and poked his head out of Xia Huairuo's shoulder, as if to surprise the woman: "A-Niang, this is my senior sister!"

The woman who was called by Su Zi as a mother took Su Zi in surprise, and then beckoned Xia Huairuo into the house, and then looked back and happened to meet Gu Hai's sight, she hurriedly took two steps towards the door, and asked gently: "You are Gu Hai, Su Zi mentioned you to me when he came home during the Winter Clothes Festival before, and he was really a very good child when he saw it today." She said as she pulled Gu Hai towards the house, although Gu Hai had learned the talisman at this time, but when the warm palm touched him in the cold wind, he still felt an inexplicable warmth.

Unlike the world, the Kunlun Domain does not have electricity, and most of those clan families use spell formations for long-term lighting, while ordinary or even poorer families still use candle flames. Suzi's mother welcomed the three of them into the house and went to the firewood room alone, she took a drawer of charcoal from it and added it to the charcoal basin, and the house was much warmer again.

Unlike other people's parents, Suzi's mother is an orphan girl and has a low cultivation, never knew who her surname is, and many years ago she accidentally met her family in the middle of the road, so Suzi's father Su Yi, who was alone in the cloud to practice medicine, the two came together by accident, because the spring breeze was passing at that time, so they simply gave Suzi's mother a name called Chunfeng.

Su Zi's mother tied the balloon to an unlit lampstand for the three of them, Xia Huairuo felt that the balloon would not look so good if it did not have the fire heart in the center, so he cast a spell and lit them again, and the butterfly painted by pen and ink seemed to come to life again at the moment when the balloon was lit up, it flew back and forth between the three balloons, and the firelight was also fanned.

Before I knew it, it was midnight, probably because the people in Kunlun did not have the habit of celebrating the New Year's Day of the Gregorian calendar, so there was silence outside the house, Xia Huairuo took Gu Hai and Su Zi to the back of the house, looked up at the night sky with light snow, and felt a little boring anyway, so she took the three balloons from the house, cut the string that tied them and added another spell.

The three balloons swayed between the snowflakes and gradually rose into the air, and the not very delicate butterflies shuttled back and forth between the pines and bamboos, and when the balloons rose to the point where it was almost impossible to see what was painted on them, the butterflies suddenly flapped their wings violently, and instantly fanned the fire brighter. The next moment, the three balloons burst into the air like fireworks, and after a short but brilliant light, the starfire in the sky fell along with the snowflakes, and finally disappeared into the air.

Xia Huairuo looked up at the night sky that was gradually darkening again, and said softly, "Happy New Year." ”