The sky was just beginning to lighten.

Old Master Xie was dressed in a gray linen Taoist robe, carrying a jar of wine in his hand, and stood in front of a small grave.

After offering the wine to the ground, he stood there silently for a long time.

The two people in the bushes not far away were a little puzzled by what they saw.

Hu Ling asked in a low voice, "Whose person is buried here?"

Chen Zhe shook his head; "I don't know either."

About 10 minutes later, Xie Yuhan ran over carrying a small bag.

"Grandpa, I've prepared everything you asked me to prepare. Is this alright?"

Xie Yuhan opened her backpack, which was filled with paper cell phones, toy cars, and all sorts of other novel items.

Master Xie nodded and told her to put the things on the ground.

"Xiaoyu, raise a toast to your great-grandfather."

"Okay, sure."

Xie Yuhan took the wine jar from Xie Laodao's hand and, imitating Xie Laodao's actions, also poured some wine on the ground.

"Grandpa, why did you come so early? There are some things you asked me to buy that I haven't bought yet. Can't we wait until the afternoon?"

Master Xie shook his head; "If we go into the afternoon, the timing will be wrong. Xiaoyu, your great-grandfather died at this very moment. I can't miss the appointed time."

Xie Yuhan nodded.

"Grandpa, today is neither the first nor the fifteenth of the month. Why did you suddenly think of coming to offer incense to Grandmaster Grandpa?"

Old Master Xie's eyes were a little moist, and he looked up slightly at the sky.

"Grandpa had a dream last night, he dreamed about your great-grandfather."

Xie Yuhan covered her mouth and giggled; "Grandpa, you said before that you often got beaten by your great-grandfather when you were little. Did you dream about him beating you again last night?"

In the past, Xie Laodao would deny his granddaughter's teasing, but today he was uncharacteristically smiling nostalgically.

Seeing the subtle change in her grandfather, Xie Yuhan asked, "Grandpa, are you missing your great-grandfather?"

Xie Laodao did not deny it.

“Your great-grandfather and great-grandmother died early. I was already in the mountains when I was just old enough to understand things. Your great-great-grandfather raised me like a mother and father. I was very naughty when I was little. I didn’t study hard and didn’t learn the rules of the Taoist temple. When I was 10 years old, I still couldn’t write my own name, which made your great-great-grandfather furious. He was originally a kind and gentle person, but one day he said to me, ‘I don’t want you to become a useless piece of trash in the future, so I have to be strict with you.’ From then on, hitting my palms became a regular occurrence. I would be hit if I did something wrong, or if I tried to be lazy and go out to play. After this beating, I finally got the hang of it and started to feel that I really needed to learn something. But I hadn’t been serious for more than a few years when the world went into chaos. Your great-great-grandfather took me and my fellow disciples down the mountain to resist the invaders. There were 19 of us who went down the mountain, but in the end, only I came back…”

At this point, Xie Laodao, who had been speaking in a relaxed tone, had tears welling up in his eyes.

Xie Yuhan felt sorry for him and took out a tissue from her bag to hand to Xie Laodao.

"Grandpa, if things are too painful, don't think about them."

Old Master Xie took the tissue, shook his head, and smiled.

“Xiaoyu, I’m sorry to have made you laugh at your grandpa. We are cultivators, and we should be indifferent to life and death. That’s what your grandmaster taught me, and that’s what I taught you. But now, I find that I don’t think I can do it completely. Maybe I’m just like your grandmaster said, too attached to the mortal world, so I haven’t achieved anything.”

Xie Yuhan's eyes also reddened. She had never seen her grandfather shed a tear in her entire life, so when her grandfather shed tears, her heart ached.

She hugged Xie Laodao.

"Grandpa, in my heart, you are the most amazing. You are my role model for life. I will argue with anyone who dares to say that you have not achieved anything."

Old Master Xie patted his granddaughter's hand with satisfaction.

"Silly child, some people have fixed impressions, and there's no use getting angry with them."

"I don't care! I just think Grandpa is the best!!"

Xie Yuhan burst into tears, her tears falling like raindrops.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, don't cry. It's all Grandpa's fault. I shouldn't have told you about these old stories. Grandpa isn't upset, I'm just feeling nostalgic. I'll be fine after a good night's sleep."

Hearing what Master Xie said, Xie Yuhan finally stopped crying.

“Don’t rush to cry, you and I. Let’s send some things to your grandmaster and grandpa first. They’ve definitely never seen these new gadgets before. They didn’t even know what electricity was before they died. We don’t know if there’s a place to charge them down there, or if they even know how to charge them.”

Old Master Xie placed the things Xie Yuhan had brought on the ground and burned them one by one.

“Master, this is a pineapple phone, the pineapple 18. This thing can watch videos. You ask me what videos are? You mean the kind that lets you see people from thousands of miles away. You've definitely never seen such a novelty before. I've made you the latest model. You're so old-fashioned, I bet you don't know how to use it. You can ask your senior sister to teach you. She's so smart, she'll definitely be able to…”

Seeing her grandfather talking to himself in a rather unserious manner, Xie Yuhan burst out laughing. This unserious grandfather was the grandfather she knew.

"Grandpa, do you really think these things can be delivered?"

"Of course we can deliver it!"

Master Xie gave a very affirmative answer.

"But you told me before to believe in science..."

"I'm telling you to believe in science, that's true, but besides believing in science, you can also believe in other things. Believing in science doesn't necessarily mean denying everything. Some things are true if you believe them, and false if you don't. It depends on how you think about it. Xiaoyu, after Grandpa dies, you have to bring me something new and interesting every year during holidays. You know, Grandpa really likes..."

Xie Yuhan cried again; "Grandpa, I don't want to hear these words. You said you would live to be a hundred years old."

"Silly girl, Grandpa is over 90 years old this year, and he's only a few years away from turning 100..."

"Then live to be 120 years old, no!! Live to be 200 years old!!"

Master Xie laughed heartily.

"You really are a silly girl. Have you forgotten what I told you? You have to believe in science. Nobody can live to be 200 years old."

"I think it will happen. You just said that if you believe, it will happen. As long as I believe, it will definitely happen."

Xie Yuhan's words made Xie Laodao smile with satisfaction.

He looked at the grave in front of him.

“Master, you say I am attached to the mortal world, but that’s because I know the mortal world has its good points. Otherwise, how could I have such a lovely granddaughter? I’m not like you, who will die still a bachelor. How pitiful that is. It’s a good thing you still have a disciple who remembers you. Otherwise, you wouldn’t even have anyone to burn paper money for you during festivals.”

Old Master Xie and Xie Yuhan stayed there for a while before leaving.

Only after the two left did Chen Zhe and Hu Ling dare to come out.

Hu Ling patted the grass off her body and laughed. "I didn't expect the Taoist priest to be so long-winded. He was so cool when he talked to me before, and I thought that was just how he was. I didn't expect him to be even more annoying than you when he starts nagging."

Chen Zhe doesn't think so.

"I don't think I'm annoying, and I don't talk much."

"That's just because you don't think so. Alright, hurry up and take me back, or someone will find out."

"good."

Just as the two were about to leave, Chen Zhe subconsciously glanced at the grave that Xie Laodao had just paid his respects at. The name written on the tombstone piqued his curiosity.

"Chen Xuanqing? That name seems familiar."

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?" Hu Ling didn't see Chen Zhe following her, so she turned around and asked.

"Oh, it's okay, I'm coming right away."

Chen Zhe jogged up.

...

Chen Zhe took Hu Ling back to her apartment and then rushed back. When he returned to Qingyun Mountain, Zhong Yuan was already there with a group of people, including Mu Wanzhi, Zhang Xin'ai, and his fiancé Lin Xi.

Upon seeing Chen Zhe arrive, Zhong Yuan rushed forward and shook his hand anxiously. "Brother Chen, you've finally arrived. I thought you had changed your mind."

Chen Zhe chuckled.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, Dr. Zhong. My memory wasn't very good before, and I'm only just now remembering where it is."

Zhong Yuan completely ignored this statement. He didn't believe that Chen Zhe had only just remembered that Chen Zhe had agreed because he had asked Mu Wanzhi for help.

Lin Xi didn't believe it either. In his mind, Chen Zhe was a liar who was full of lies.

"You did this on purpose. Don't think we can't see through you. If Sister Mu hadn't given you the loan, would you have brought us here?"

"Young Master Lin, you're not from the archaeological team, are you? What business is it of yours here? What are you doing here?"

"I can come and go as I please, it's none of your business."

Seeing that the two were about to start arguing, Zhong Yuan quickly stopped them.

"Brother Chen, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's hurry up the mountain. We still have a lot of work to do today. Lin Xi, don't talk too much nonsense."

Lin Xi snorted and turned her head away.

"good."

Without further ado, Chen Zhe led them up the mountain, and then through a series of twists and turns, they arrived at the cave.

When they arrived at the entrance of the cave, Zhang Xin'ai cried out.

"It was right here!! Then I almost found it that day!!"

"So close, yet so far!"

Chen Zhe retorted.

"Hmph! I don't know how you got such good luck, you actually found out first."

"Maybe it's just my luck; I've always been lucky."

"What kind of character do you have? You're just a gigolo who only knows how to hook up with rich women!"

"That's still better than some rich girl who can't even decide her own marriage."

Zhang Xin'ai said angrily, "Who are you talking about?!"

"I'll talk to whoever gets angry."

"you!!!"

"Alright, alright, stop arguing!! Each of you should say less."

Mu Wanzhi rubbed her temples, unable to bear their noise any longer.

"Yes, yes, let's all keep quiet. The important matter is still at hand. Let's go inside quickly."

Zhong Yuan was about to lead his men inside when someone nearby stopped them.

"What are you doing here? Who gave you permission to come here?"

Everyone turned around and saw that Master Xie was walking towards them.

...