Lu Qingjiu didn't believe in these things a long time ago, but as he saw them more and more, his views gradually changed. It wasn't until he met the White Moon Fox that he officially came into contact with these things.

After learning about the method from Yin Xun and Bai Yuehu, Lu Qingjiu naturally wanted to give it a try to see if he could solve the mystery hidden deep in his heart.

The spider web was obtained from the mountain. Lu Qingjiu found a bamboo stick, bent it into a circle, glued the spider web on it, and finally used a wooden stick as a support. A web was then made. Although it looked very simple, there was no need to actually catch anything in the web.

Lu Qingjiu took Bai Yuehu's words to heart, so he rose early the next morning and stewed the chicken he'd bought in town the day before. Afterward, he stir-fried a few other dishes to prepare lunch. While waiting for Yin Xun to arrive, he made up an excuse that he had to go out. Yin Xun didn't ask any further questions, and they sat at the table, happily drinking chicken soup.

Lu Qingjiu left the village alone and went to the cemetery near the village.

Shuifu Village and the cemetery are adjacent. The village is small, so weddings and funerals aren't large-scale. Lu Qingjiu is quite familiar with the cemetery. Before he settled down, he kept returning to Shuifu Village because his grandmother's grave was there, and he needed to pay respects there every anniversary of her death or during the Qingming Festival.

The weather is very good today. There is no cloud in the sky. The blue sky is hidden in the surrounding mountains. The lush woods cover the path, casting mottled shadows on the narrow road.

Lu Qingjiu carried his bag and walked along the path to the cemetery.

Because it is a cemetery, there are not many people nearby and the trees are particularly lush. Tombstones are scattered on both sides of the narrow road. Some of the tombstones look very desolate, but some are very clean, with tributes of fruits or burnt paper money placed in front of them.

When Lu Qingjiu's grandmother was still alive, she told him to have a child. If he didn't, there would be no one to worship him in the future. Lu Qingjiu disagreed with this view. He was more inclined to believe that death is like the extinction of a light. Even if there is a soul, it is just the obsession left over from life, without consciousness or reason.

Of course, the living will never know what the world after death is like.

Lu Qingjiu stopped in front of a tombstone. On the tombstone was written a woman's name: Fang Ruhui, which was his grandmother's name.

The sun was high in the sky at this time, it was exactly noon, and the bright sunshine dispelled the cold atmosphere in the cemetery, making people not feel afraid.

Lu Qingjiu pulled the prepared net from his backpack and began moving it back and forth over the grave. Soon, he felt a strange sensation. His hand, which had once moved swiftly, seemed to stagnate, as if there were something invisible in the air. But the spider webs offered no clues, as if they were capturing not physical objects but matter from another world...

Lu Qingjiu's movements gradually slowed down. He felt that the spider web was much heavier, and finally had to stop.

Just after Lu Qingjiu stopped for a moment, the spider web that had been in good condition suddenly broke. A strong wind suddenly blew in the forest. The sand mixed in the wind made Lu Qingjiu's eyes sting, and tears flowed involuntarily. When the wind stopped, a strong feeling of fatigue emerged in Lu Qingjiu's head. He yawned, put the web back into his backpack, turned around and walked along the path towards home.

After arriving home, he casually greeted Bai Yuehu Yin Xun and went into his bedroom to sleep.

Seeing this scene, Yin Xun and Bai Yuehu looked at each other but said nothing.

Lu Qingjiu was extremely sleepy when he walked home. After finally arriving home, he fell asleep as soon as he touched the bed. Then, Lu Qingjiu entered a wonderful dream.

In the dream, I still lived in the old house. The surroundings should have been full of familiar scenes, but they inexplicably made me feel unfamiliar.

Lu Qingjiu thought for a moment before realizing why he felt so unfamiliar. Everything was reversed. The bed, which was supposed to be on the left, was on the right, and the door lock was also in the wrong direction. Lu Qingjiu was very clear that he was dreaming. He was about to leave when he heard someone calling his name.

"Jiu'er, Jiu'er..." The old man's voice was hoarse and weak, but it instantly cheered up Lu Qingjiu. He followed the voice and soon saw the person who called out the name in the yard - his grandmother, Fang Ruhui.

"Jiu'er." Grandma stood in the yard and called Lu Qingjiu's name, but did not turn her head to look at him.

When Lu Qingjiu saw this scene, her eyes became hot and she couldn't help but call out "Grandma".

But the old woman ignored Lu Qingjiu's cries. She raised her head and looked at the sky outside the yard. From Lu Qingjiu's angle, he could see her eyes. He could clearly see that the old woman's eyes were filled with fear and pain. It was an expression he couldn't understand, because in Lu Qingjiu's memory, his grandmother almost never showed any negative emotions in front of him...

The sky in the yard was black, covered with thick, dark clouds, and looked gloomy, as if it would collapse at any moment. Lu Qingjiu raised his feet and was about to walk towards the old man in the yard, but he felt dizzy and woke up from his dream in an instant. But before he woke up, he seemed to hear the earth-shaking roar of a wild beast.

"Ah!" Lu Qingjiu suddenly sat up from the bed, sweating profusely. He took several breaths before he recovered. After he recovered, he looked around and saw the furnishings in the room before he was sure that he had woken up from his dream.

"Sake, sake." Yin Xun's voice rang out from outside the bedroom. "Will you have dinner?"

"Eat." Lu Qingjiu replied.

"Come out quickly!" Yin Xun said, "I made some pancakes myself!"

Lu Qingjiu opened the door and saw Yin Xun standing outside with his chest puffed out proudly. He said, "Come and have a taste!"

"You can also bake pancakes." Lu Qingjiu said, "Let me try it."

Yin Xun happily went to the kitchen to get some pancakes, while Lu Qingjiu went to the dining room and saw Bai Yuehu already sitting at the table. Lu Qingjiu yawned; he was a little hungry. He didn't understand what that strange dream meant. If what Yin Xun said was true, then that scene was his grandmother's most profound memory. But why would such an ordinary scene be the most profound memory? And that beast's roar at the end, was it also part of the dream?

Before Lu Qingjiu could come up with a result, his thoughts were interrupted by Yin Xun who came out with a tray. He put a tray on the table. Inside the tray was something black and the raw materials could not be seen.

Lu Qingjiu and Bai Yuehu's eyes fell on the plate, and their expressions froze for a moment.

"What are you doing?" Lu Qingjiu said.

"Pancakes," Yin Xun said. "They smell so good, just like the aroma of charred vegetables." He blinked, looking innocent. "Sake, this is my first time cooking, can you at least give me some encouragement?"

Lu Qingjiu: “…”

Bai Yuehu stood up from the chair, without even looking at Yin Xun, and left ruthlessly.

Lu Qingjiu really wanted to pull him and say, "Brother, don't be in a hurry to leave. What should I do if you leave? Am I going to eat all these black things by myself?"

Seeing Bai Yuehu leave without giving him face, Yin Xun grabbed Lu Qingjiu's arm and said quietly, "Qingjiu, you won't be as ruthless as him, right?"

Lu Qingjiu swallowed his saliva. Facing Yin Xun's resentful gaze, he could only stamp his feet, grit his teeth, pick up a piece of cake and take a bite. He had thought that such an ugly-looking cake would be unpalatable, but he didn't expect the taste to be... okay. It was just that the appearance was too disgusting.

"How is it, how is it?" If Yin Xun were a dog, the tail behind him would definitely be wagging.

"It tastes good." Lu Qingjiu said, "It just doesn't look very good."

"Really?!" Yin Xun said proudly, "I told you I'm a genius."

It was shameful to waste food, so the two of them ate the cakes one bite at a time. After finishing, Lu Qingjiu went to wash the dishes, and then went into the kitchen to make another bowl of noodles for Bai Yuehu.

The noodles were made with chicken soup that was stewed during the day. The taste was a bit strong, but Bai Yuehu liked it very much and ate both the soup and the noodles.

"That cake actually tastes pretty good." Lu Qingjiu said beside Bai Yuehu while he was eating noodles, "Yin Xun and I have finished eating."

Bai Yuehu said lazily: "It looks ugly, I don't want to eat it."

Lu Qingjiu: "Are you picky about the way you eat?"

Bai Yuehu nodded as a matter of course.

Lu Qingjiu wanted to praise the cake to clear his friend's name, but he felt a subtle pain in his abdomen. His face changed and he stood up and went to the toilet.

Bai Yuehu looked at his back with a half-smile on his face.

Twenty minutes later.

"You've fucking ruined me!" Lu Qingjiu, squatting in the toilet, held his phone and cursed at the culprit. "I've been in here five or six times!"

“Me too!” The person on the other end of the phone was as distressed as Lu Qingjiu, “I’ve experienced it once more than you!”

"Tell me, do you hate me and poison me on purpose?" Lu Qingjiu said in despair.

"You poison me, and I'll take a bite at a time?" Yin Xun retorted sadly, "I've eaten quite a bit too..."

Lu Qingjiu: "If you take a bite and I take a bite, can I eat so much?"

Yin Xun gave up defending himself and started to cry fake tears.

Lu Qingjiu hung up the phone angrily.

That night, Lu Qingjiu couldn't sleep. He tossed and turned for most of the night. When it was almost dawn, he returned to his bedroom from the toilet as if his body was drained. With trembling hands, he posted a message on WeChat Moments: It feels like my body has been hollowed out.

Three seconds later, the bastard Yin Xun gave him a thumbs up.

Lu Qingjiu didn't sleep well that night. Firstly, it was because of Yin Xun's deadly black pancake, and secondly, it was because of the dream he had in the afternoon.

The dream was brief, consisting of only a few scenes, but Lu Qingjiu could never understand why these images had become such a profound memory for his grandmother. He lay in bed, staring at the pristine white ceiling, the cacophony of insects filling his ears. The village wasn't completely silent after nightfall. The weather had been getting warmer recently, and the insects were increasingly numerous. Adding to the room's poor soundproofing, even from his bedroom, he could hear the insects chirping. However, the sound wasn't annoying; instead, it reminded Lu Qingjiu of his childhood.

He had lived with his grandmother since he was a child. Later, his parents worked hard in the city and took him to the city. However, this life did not last long. A major accident happened at home. At that time, Lu Qingjiu was unable to return to the village because of school. When he had time to come back, his grandmother passed away due to illness.

Lu Qingjiu turned over and replayed the scene from the daytime in his mind, but he still couldn't understand why he saw such a scene.

As the night deepened, Lu Qingjiu closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

In the morning, the sun was shining brightly. Lu Qingjiu was not feeling well, so he got up a little late. He walked into the yard and saw Yin Xun and Bai Yuehu both sitting in the yard basking in the sun, with a few chicks and two chubby little black pigs squatting on the ground beside them. The atmosphere was quite harmonious for a while.

"What are you doing?" Lu Qingjiu asked.

"Qingjiu, you're awake." Yin Xun said, "How did you sleep last night?"

It would have been fine if he hadn't mentioned it, but as soon as Lu Qingjiu was mentioned, he was filled with anger. He said angrily, "How dare you ask me how I am? I almost died in the toilet."

Yin Xun smiled bitterly: "What a coincidence, me too."

Lu Qingjiu: "..." What a coincidence! He rolled up his sleeves and said, "I'm going to cook. Tell me what you want for breakfast."

"Let's have dumplings for lunch." Yin Xun had diarrhea all night yesterday and only recovered after drinking some porridge in the morning. He whispered, "I really want to eat dumplings."

"Okay." Lu Qingjiu agreed.

When his grandmother was alive, his favorite food was the dumplings she made. Those dumplings were different from the ones sold outside. They had thin skin and large fillings, and each one was round and plump. When you bite into it, you can find the fillings filled with gravy. With the addition of his grandmother's special dipping sauce, he can eat twenty or thirty of them in one go.

Lu Qingjiu went to the field to pick some cabbages and asked Yin Xun to chop the meat. While chopping the meat, Yin Xun said, "By the way, did you know that kid next door runs to the pigpen every day?"

"Pigsty?" Lu Qingjiu paused while washing the cabbage. "He's sleeping in there?"

"I don't know." Yin Xun said, "Anyway, I always see him when I feed the pigs in the morning." When Yin Xun had nothing to do at home, he would often come over to help Lu Qingjiu feed the chickens and pigs. If Bai Yuehu was responsible for the two acres of land in Lu Qingjiu's family, then Yin Xun was responsible for the affairs in the yard.

Lu Qingjiu sighed: "He likes those two piglets too much. I've seen him sleep in the pigpen before."

Yin Xun said, "Isn't this a bad idea? We are too close to each other, and I feel embarrassed to eat it." He cut the pork belly in half with a knife.

Lu Qingjiu said, "You really have the guts to do that? Those two are so smart, just wait until they grow up a bit and then let them go."

Yin Xun sighed, "If only my father had been as sensible as you." He moved skillfully and chopped the meat into minced meat.

Lu Qingjiu sneered at this: "If your father was like me, you would have no braised pork to eat."

Yin Xun smacked his lips.

After preparing the filling and kneading the dough, Lu Qingjiu and Yin Xun made a large plate of dumplings. However, their skills differed considerably: Yin Xun's dumplings were crooked, while Lu Qingjiu's were round and plump, like cute ingots.

Fortunately, Yin Xun knew his limits and didn't make too many dumplings, wasting the filling and the wrappers.

It was almost twelve o'clock when the two of them finished wrapping the dumplings. Lu Qingjiu cooked the dumplings and then brought two bowls to the neighbors.

Uncle Li accepted it after a few polite words, and Lu Qingjiu took this opportunity to ask him about Li Xiaoyu.

"Never mind him," Uncle Li said. "If you can get into a city school, go. If you can't, forget it."

Lu Qingjiu said, “But don’t you need to take the exam for junior high school?”

Uncle Li said, "Even if I don't have to take the exam, there's no point in going to junior high school in town, and it's far from home." He said, "I might as well come back home and help with the farm work."

Lu Qingjiu said: "This child is still too young, what can he do? It's better to let him go to school more..."

Uncle Li sighed when he heard this: "I know what you want to say, but it's a waste of time if you can't make any progress. Besides, you know that junior high school in town has a very bad reputation and is far away from home. A well-behaved kid will become naughty when he goes there. In short, I will not agree to let him go to school there." After he said this, he waved his hand, turned around and left, obviously not wanting to talk any more.

Seeing this, Lu Qingjiu could only sigh. He knew that the teaching quality in the town wasn't very good, and the learning atmosphere wasn't good either... But he couldn't just stop Li Xiaoyu from going to school because of this. The child seemed very well behaved and obedient, and it would be a shame to delay his education like this.

But this was someone else's family business after all, and Lu Qingjiu, as an outsider, couldn't interfere too much. He returned home and saw Bai Yuehu and Yin Xun already sitting at the table waiting for him.

The white, boiled dumplings piled in a bowl tempted the appetite. Seeing Lu Qingjiu return, Yin Xun called out, "Eat, eat!" He grabbed one and swallowed half in one gulp, hissing at the scalding juices. The White Moon Fox's talent for eating was unmatched, devouring a dumpling in one mouthful, unfazed by the heat. Yin Xun was practically tongue-tied.

Lu Qingjiu dipped the dumplings in the sauce, tasted it, nodded, and said, "Not bad." The saltiness was just right, and the taste was delicious and juicy. The sweetness of the cabbage and the aroma of the pork were all wrapped in the chewy dumpling skin. It was very satisfying to take a bite.

While eating dumplings, Yin Xun mumbled, "Your phone just rang. It seemed to be Zhu Miaomiao calling."

"Oh." Lu Qingjiu didn't bring his cell phone when he went out. When he took it out, he saw a missed call. He dialed it, and after a while, Zhu Miaomiao's voice came from the other end.

"Sake, are you eating?" Zhu Miaomiao seemed to hear the sound of chewing.

Lu Qingjiu said: "Yes, when will you come over?"

Zhu Miaomiao said: "We'll be there tomorrow evening."

"Okay, I'll pick you up then." Lu Qingjiu said.

"No need, I'll just take a taxi over." Zhu Miaomiao said, "It's too much trouble for you to make another trip."

"It's not a problem. Bai Yuehu bought a small truck at home." Lu Qingjiu said, "I'll drive it to pick you up when the time comes."

Zhu Miaomiao didn't dwell on it after hearing this and said, "Okay, thank you for your help."

Lu Qingjiu hung up the phone.

"By the way." Bai Yuehu suddenly said after listening to Lu Qingjiu's call, "It's best not to put salt on the truck."

Lu Qingjiu was stunned when he heard this: "Salt?"

Bai Yuehu nodded.

Lu Qingjiu was never very curious, so he just hummed after confirming it. But Yin Xun was different. As a curious baby, he tilted his head and asked in confusion, "What will happen if we put salt on the truck?"

Bai Yuehu glanced at him and said, "You can try."

Yin Xun felt a little uneasy inexplicably because of Bai Yuehu's gaze. He laughed dryly and said, "I'm just asking casually. I definitely won't try it."

Bai Yuehu continued to eat dumplings.

Lu Qingjiu pretended not to see Yin Xun's extremely curious look.

Some things are better left unseen than known. The more curious you are, the deeper you'll get stuck. Just like the question of what the world is, Lu Qingjiu wasn't interested in it. Or perhaps, he vaguely sensed a sense of danger in this question.

Curiosity killed the cat, and it can kill people too.

Lu Qingjiu has always thought of himself as just an ordinary person. Even if he has glimpsed the extraordinary side of the world, he has no interest in delving deeper.

After eating the dumplings, Bai Yuehu went to wash the dishes.

Lu Qingjiu went to the backyard to continue tending to his grapevines. The grape trellises had to be built first so the vines could climb up along them. Grapevines usually grew for a year before being harvested in the second year. However, the vegetables in Lu Qingjiu's home grew very fast, so he wondered if the grapes would grow as fast as the vegetables in the fields. If so, that would be great. Lu Qingjiu had become completely accustomed to the anomalies in his home and even looked forward to eating grapes in the summer.

After picking the grapes, Lu Qingjiu originally planned to go up the mountain again, but when he was about to go out, he was stopped by the White Moon Fox.

"That method can only be used once." Bai Yuehu sat in his rocking chair, looking lazy and beautiful like a painting. "If you use it a second time, you'll attract bad things."

Lu Qingjiu paused. He knew that the White Moon Fox must know something that humans didn't. He asked, "Is there no other way?"

Bai Yuehu asked, "What do you want to know?"

Lu Qingjiu said: "I want to know...what happened to my relatives when they were alive."

Bai Yuehu opened his eyes. Most people's eyes are not pure black, but dark brown, but his eyes were pure black, like the night sky without light, making people inexplicably afraid. He said, "Don't you already know?"

Lu Qingjiu frowned: "I don't know——"

"You know." Bai Yuehu said, "The answer is hidden in what you see." After he said this, he stood up and left, leaving Lu Qingjiu with an ambiguous back.

Is the answer in what he saw? Lu Qingjiu pondered for a moment, then took off the backpack behind him. Since Bai Yuehu said so, he'd better listen to his advice to prevent the net in his hand from really bringing about something bad.

The next morning, after Lu Qingjiu made breakfast, he calculated the time and drove to the town. Zhu Miaomiao's car would arrive at the town's train station around nine o'clock, so he could just pick her up.

At 9:20, Lu Qingjiu saw Zhu Miaomiao and a tall man walking out of the station. Zhu Miaomiao looked the same as before, smiling and waving at him. The man, taller than Zhu Miaomiao and wearing a black baseball cap, was Zhang Chuyang, whom Lu Qingjiu had met once before. Although Zhang Chuyang and Lu Qingjiu had worked together before, their interactions were limited to the company and they were not considered acquaintances.

"Sake!" Zhu Miaomiao walked over with Zhang Chuyang, smiling.

"Have you had breakfast?" Lu Qingjiu asked her.

"I've eaten." Zhu Miaomiao said, "Let's go, Mr. Zhang, this way."

Zhang Chuyang nodded and got on Lu Qingjiu's small truck with Zhu Miaomiao. The truck could seat three people, Zhu Miaomiao sat in the middle, and Zhang Chuyang leaned against the right window.

Although the town is small, you can still see townspeople coming and going on the streets. However, once you leave the town and drive up the mountain road, there are no more people in sight, as if only the dense jungle and desolate wilderness are left around.

"Why did you decide to come back here?" Zhang Chuyang asked Lu Qingjiu. He was almost ten years older than Lu Qingjiu, and he had a good impression of this handsome, gentle young man. Although they hadn't spent much time together, he could sense that he was a rare young man who was steady and measured. If Lu Qingjiu had stayed at his original company, he would have certainly had plenty of room for advancement. However, for unknown reasons, he was suddenly fired and left the company. Rumors circulated within the company that he had pissed off the biggest boss, but no one knew how.

Of course, this was something only their superiors knew. Employees at Zhu Miaomiao's level all thought Lu Qingjiu had resigned on her own. Apparently, Lu Qingjiu hadn't told the truth to his friends, probably because he was afraid they'd worry.

"I want to find something new to do." Lu Qingjiu looked at the road ahead and said, "It's boring to stay in one place all your life."

Zhang Chuyang raised his eyebrows when he heard this, but didn't say anything else. He just looked at Lu Qingjiu's driver's seat and asked in confusion, "Why does your car look so weird?"

Lu Qingjiu asked: "Strange?"

Zhang Chuyang said, "...This truck is quite classic, but I remember it was a manual transmission."

Lu Qingjiu remembered something and laughed dryly: "Really?"

"Yeah," Zhang Chuyang said, "Hey, that's not right. How come there's not even a place to shift gears?" He took a closer look, his eyes filled with astonishment. "Then how do you control how fast you go?"

Lu Qingjiu said, "I just rely on the accelerator..." In fact, this car doesn't require him to change gears, and there is no speed limit. He just needs to put his hands on the steering wheel and pretend. The acceleration and deceleration are all controlled by the car. He is completely accustomed to such operations. Yin Xun can't drive at all, so he didn't notice anything unusual about the van for a while.

Zhang Chuyang didn't think anything strange was going on and asked, "Did you buy a fake?"

Lu Qingjiu said calmly: "I don't know, as long as it works, it's fine. I bought it here. It's very cheap and easy to use..."

Zhang Chuyang frowned and said nothing, as if he was studying the internal structure of the truck.

Lu Qingjiu could only look at the road ahead and pretend that nothing had happened.

Zhang Chuyang looked at it for a while, seemingly unable to discern any clues. He said, "Hey, don't buy a cheap car. It's fine normally, but if something goes wrong, it could be fatal. Are there fake cars like this...? That's bizarre." He reached out and knocked on the glass twice, his tone somewhat disgusted. "I think you should change it sooner rather than later."

Lu Qingjiu just listened with a smile. Zhang Chuyang seemed to be about to say something, but suddenly froze, and then his expression became a little strange. Lu Qingjiu thought he would say something else, but then Zhang Chuyang fell silent and fidgeted in the car, looking at the seat from time to time.

"What's wrong?" Zhu Miaomiao next to him asked in confusion.

"No..." Zhang Chuyang frowned, his throat moving, "I feel something on the chair."

"Something?" Zhu Miaomiao glanced at Zhang Chuyang's position. "What is it?"

Zhang Chuyang stopped talking.

Lu Qingjiu noticed something. There seemed to be two subtle water stains on Zhang Chuyang's black backrest, as if something had crawled there. Lu Qingjiu immediately remembered what Bai Yuehu had said to him. When he combined it with the slightly familiar water stains, he seemed to understand the true identity of this small truck... Ah, thinking about its prototype, it was indeed easy to be disliked.

Lu Qingjiu thought about this and laughed.

Zhu Miaomiao looked at Lu Qingjiu and said, "Qingjiu, why are you laughing suddenly?"

"It's okay." Lu Qingjiu said, "I just want to laugh."

Zhu Miaomiao looked confused.

In the second half of the trip, Zhang Chuyang barely spoke to Lu Qingjiu, instead battling with his seat, complaining of something crawling up his trouser leg, something touching him, and a leak. Initially, Zhu Miaomiao tried to help him, but later she completely ignored her former partner, dismissing him as someone who had come to the countryside looking for trouble.

After finally arriving at the destination, Zhang Chuyang almost staggered out of the van, with a hint of fear in his eyes. No one knew what he had experienced.

Lu Qingjiu asked Zhu Miaomiao to take him into the yard first, and he went to park the car first. After parking the car, he patted the head of the small truck and said, "You can't do this in the future. He is a guest."

The van didn't move at all, as if Lu Qingjiu was simply talking to himself.

Lu Qingjiu slapped him again and said, "If you don't respond, I'll go complain to Bai Yuehu."

The pickup truck shook for a moment, its black headlights turned upwards, and it looked extremely aggrieved, honking the horn twice listlessly.

Lu Qingjiu miraculously understood what it wanted to express. He was at a loss whether to laugh or cry for a moment. He said, "Okay, okay, we are not cheap. We are very expensive. We are all deceiving him... We will not replace you. Don't feel wronged."

The pickup truck honked twice and then looked happy.

After finishing this matter, Lu Qingjiu looked up at the sky again and thought it was going to rain today, so he said, "It's going to rain soon. Take advantage of the rain and wash yourself later. We will have the most beautiful truck again."

The van's headlights flashed happily.

When Lu Qingjiu returned, he felt like he was coaxing a child and couldn't help shaking his head.

Zhu Miaomiao and Zhang Chuyang were already sitting on the chairs in the guest room to rest. After Lu Qingjiu went in, he first arranged their rooms and then planned to make dinner.

Facing two unfamiliar guests, Bai Yuehu remained quietly seated in his rocking chair, not even bothering to glance at them. Lu Qingjiu had long since discovered that Bai Yuehu was generally not interested in anything unrelated to food; he simply considered it too much trouble.

Zhang Chuyang's eyes frequently looked in the direction of Bai Yuehu, and it was obvious that he was somewhat interested in this handsome and cold stranger.

However, Zhu Miaomiao knew that Bai Yuehu was not an ordinary person. She gently tugged at the corner of Zhang Chuyang's clothes and whispered, "Brother Zhang, don't stare at him. He is the immortal who is going to give you hair. Don't underestimate him."

Zhang Chuyang asked, "Him?"

Zhu Miaomiao nodded.

Zhang Chuyang said, "Okay." Clearly, he still didn't quite believe it. If Zhu Miaomiao hadn't had that lustrous, black hair as proof, he wouldn't have followed her to this remote village. Science couldn't save his hair, so he had to try his luck, hoping for a folk remedy. After all, he was only in his thirties, and already he was so bald he could barely stand in public.

Zhang Chuyang and Zhu Miaomiao were talking when they saw Bai Yuehu, who had been lying down, suddenly stand up and walk towards the house. Zhu Miaomiao was still wondering why he suddenly stood up and walked away when she found that Bai Yuehu had just stepped into the door when a bean-sized raindrop hit her cheek.

It’s raining!

Zhang Chuyang and Zhu Miaomiao also entered the house. Soon the rain curtain covered the entire Shuifu Village. Accompanied by the rumbling thunder, summer officially arrived.

Lu Qingjiu, who was cooking in the kitchen with his head down, heard Yin Xun's miserable cry coming from outside the door. He seemed a little familiar with the cry, as he had heard it one morning before.

“Lu Qingjiu, Lu Qingjiu!!” Yin Xun rushed into the kitchen from outside the door, caught in the rain, grabbed Lu Qingjiu’s shoulders and started shaking him madly, “What the hell is going on!!!”

Lu Qingjiu was shaken until his consciousness was blurred, and asked: "What's wrong with you?!"

Yin Xundao: "I fucking saw your truck standing in the rain shaking its butt!!!"

Lu Qingjiu: “…”

Yin Xundao: "It's supported on the ground with two wheels!!!"

Lu Qingjiu slapped Yin Xun on the head and said, "Calm down, you didn't eat enough at noon and you're hallucinating!"

Yin Xun: "Is this really an illusion?"

Lu Qingjiu nodded.

Yin Xun: "Okay." He actually accepted it just like that.

Lu Qingjiu felt very complicated for a moment. All the excuses that had gone through his mind were gone. He thought that the small truck was quite obedient and really took a bath...