On the 25th, it is auspicious to pray for blessings, but inauspicious to be buried.

As the saying goes, a spring rain brings warmth.

The weather in February and March is always unpredictable.

And the rain during this period was also plentiful and frequent.

Heavy rain poured down from the sky, cleansing the land.

Some farmers outside the city looked at the heavy rain in the sky with smiles on their faces.

Some children in the city played wildly in the rain on the street in twos and threes, and then were caught by their parents and beaten severely. The sound of the rain then drowned out their cries, which ultimately became the price of growing up.

Inside Chu Qinghe's courtyard, the heavy rain outside relentlessly washed over the roof tiles and the plants in the yard.

Inside the room, under the incense of white jade bodhi, Shuimu Yinji, Qu Feiyan, and Xiao Zhao were cultivating as usual.

Only Chu Qinghe sat by the window, watching the heavy rain outside.

The meaning of life lies in enjoyment. Some people enjoy being high above others, some enjoy being extremely wealthy, and some enjoy being invincible.

For Chu Qinghe, the best enjoyment is these ordinary days, as calm and peaceful as flowing water, yet warm and comforting.

Just like in my previous life, even when I was sitting in a themed hotel and looked out at the bustling traffic, what came to mind was the time when I was a student, sitting in the classroom and staring blankly at the heavy rain outside the window.

Perhaps it's nostalgia for the carefree days of that time, or perhaps it's nostalgia for the innocence and simplicity of student life.

Unfortunately, the back of Chu Qinghe's school was converted into a closed-off area.

Even graduates of the school are not allowed to go back to reminisce.

Of course, donating money is a different story.

Therefore, I am particularly satisfied with these days when I don't have to worry about money, food, or daily necessities, and I don't have to be so busy that my feet are constantly on the ground. I can just listen to the rain and daydream.

If you don't indulge in a bit of "salted fish" (a Chinese slang term for someone who is lazy and unambitious), you won't know how comfortable it is.

If you have cheat codes and still live a miserable life every day, working yourself to the bone, what's the point of having cheat codes?

As we all know, time flies by the fastest when people are daydreaming.

Just like Chu Qinghe now, it felt like he hadn't been in a daze for long before the white jade bodhi incense in the incense burner in the room had almost burned out.

A moment later, when the cultivation speed slowed down again, the three women stopped cultivating due to the discomfort caused by the sudden drop in cultivation speed.

After taking out the wooden carving and contemplating the sword intent for a while, Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao went into the kitchen to prepare lunch.

In contrast, Chu Qinghe seemed to have come to his senses and slowly got up and stepped out the door.

Looking up slightly at the raindrops falling more slowly in the sky, Chu Qinghe estimated that the rain would stop soon.

After stretching, Chu Qinghe casually leaned against the door and continued to observe the rain-soaked courtyard.

"We've been watching it for so long, and we're still not tired of it!"

At this moment, the jellyfish Yin Ji, who was in the room, walked up to Chu Qinghe with a teacup in her hand.

As she handed the teacup to Chu Qinghe, she channeled her inner energy, and as ice crystals condensed around the cup, the temperature of the tea, which had just been poured from the pot, instantly cooled down.

After taking the teacup and taking a sip, Chu Qinghe's voice was lazy yet inexplicably gentle: "A sudden rain is a scene, and a drizzle is also a scene. Different states of mind can bring different feelings even with the same rainy scene. For me, it is naturally never tiring."

After saying that, Chu Qinghe turned his head to look at Shuimu Yinji and asked, "And you?"

Jellyfish Yin Ji said with a smile in her eyes, "If you get tired of me, just look at you."

Hearing what Jellyfish Yin Ji said, Chu Qinghe smiled gently, then raised his hand and patted Jellyfish Yin Ji's head.

Seeing Chu Qinghe's doting smile, Shuimu Yinji's eyes curved into crescents again, filled with a gentle, watery tenderness that lingered within.

Gradually, the rain falling from the sky decreased.

Until the dark clouds in the sky seemed to have squeezed out the last drop of rain, the sunlight pierced through the drained clouds and poured down onto the earth.

As the sunlight streamed in, a rainbow appeared in the sky.

The rainbow drew the attention of both Jellyfish Yin Ji and Chu Qinghe.

However, at that moment, a surge of true energy suddenly came from the courtyard next door.

"Palace Master"

His voice carried a hint of nervousness and obvious apprehension.

The moment the voice reached her ears, Jellyfish Yin Ji's expression froze for a second, then she said softly to Chu Qinghe, "I'll go over there for a moment."

After Chu Qinghe nodded in acknowledgment, Shui Mu Yin Ji flashed into the inner courtyard next door.

The next instant, Jellyfish Yin Ji's true energy suddenly spread out, isolating the surrounding area.

After confirming that the sound wouldn't be transmitted, Jellyfish Yin Ji asked coldly, "What is it?"

As she spoke, Jellyfish Yin Ji slightly raised her chin, her eyes no longer showing the gentle tenderness she had shown when facing Chu Qinghe; instead, they were filled with dissatisfaction and coldness at this person for disturbing her time with Chu Qinghe.

At the same time, Shui Mu Yin Ji suddenly regretted arranging these disciples of the Divine Water Palace next to Chu Qinghe's residence.

It significantly affected my mood.

Sensing the obvious dissatisfaction in Shuimu Yinji's tone and eyes, the Shenshui Palace disciple standing by the inner courtyard wall quickly raised a bamboo tube above his head.

"Reporting to the Palace Master, a letter has arrived from the Divine Water Palace."

Seeing the bamboo tube raised above her head by the disciple of the Divine Water Palace, Water Mother Yin Ji took a deep breath, suppressed her dissatisfaction, and then lightly flicked her right hand.

As he moved, a wisp of true energy flowed from his hand and enveloped the bamboo tube.

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