The bamboo grove rustled slightly.
In the blink of an eye, Hang Suisui had a shadow by her side.
A white figure floated forward and sat down next to Hang Suisui: "Daoist, when did you start raising tree spirits?"
Hang Suisui looked at him upon hearing the voice: "You mean Qingsong? He's a good-hearted person. I just happened to run into him and asked him to stay here and avoid people."
The white-clad figure lay on the rocking chair, waving her hand back and forth playfully: "Avoid people? Avoid whoever?"
Bai Ying was a little curious: what kind of people could one avoid coming here?
Hang Suisui also leaned back, looking at the bright and beautiful clouds in the sky: "The Spirit Suppression Division, last time I ran into the Spirit Suppression Division chasing him, but it is indeed quite safe here. They haven't found him after so long, and Qingsong can still go out to return to the pine forest from time to time."
"Huh?" Bai Ying paused in her swaying chair, turned to look at Hang Suisui, and her expression suddenly became somewhat indescribable.
After hesitating for a moment, Bai Ying decided to keep quiet.
Hang Suisui still doesn't know after all this time, which means Yin Huaizhu is intentionally keeping it from her. If he suddenly reveals it, this...
It's really a dilemma for ghosts.
Hang Suisui only picked out the memories from the three years before Bai Ying left, focusing on the scenes with Bai Ying in them, and glancing at the others quickly and without paying any attention.
Hang Suisui turned her head away: "What's wrong?"
Bai Ying shifted her gaze and shook her head: "It's nothing."
Hang Suisui put her hands on the armrests of the chair, feeling that something was off, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.
The two sat there, chatting leisurely about the past years.
Bai Ying smiled and said, "I have been diligently cultivating according to your instructions."
Hang Suisui smiled as she looked at the white figure, who was radiant with a translucent glow: "You've cultivated yourself very well over the years."
After hesitating for a moment, Bai Ying looked at Hang Suisui seriously and said, "Daoist Master, I want to reincarnate."
Hang Suisui looked at him upon hearing this: "Have you thought it through?"
Bai Ying nodded: "I've been free for so many years, which is already very good. Now I have no more worries or obsessions. After being among humans for so long, I always want to be human again."
He has accumulated a great deal of merit now, and he will surely be reborn into a good family.
No matter how much he cultivates now, he can only strengthen himself at most, but no matter what, the limitations of being a ghost cannot be removed.
Hang Suisui paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "That's fine too. I'll give it to you when I can."
Bai Ying stood up and gave Hang Suisui a deep look: "Tonight."
Hang Suisui looked at him and said, "Okay."
Then he nodded, turned into a beam of white light, and disappeared from the balcony.
Looking at the empty seats, Hang Suisui couldn't help but feel a little sentimental.
tonight.
She hadn't expected Bai Ying to leave so suddenly.
Just then, a slight noise came from downstairs.
Yin Huaizhu was standing on the side of the garden, waving at her.
Seeing several holes appear under the peach tree behind Yin Huaizhu from afar, Hang Suisui vanished from the balcony in a flash.
"What's wrong? Are you digging a hole?"
Yin Huaizhu looked at the person who had landed in front of her, smiled, and pulled her to the table.
"Come."
Hang Suisui then noticed several well-sealed wine jars on the table.
There are five.
Why did you dig so much out?
Yin Huaizhu bent her fingers and tapped the jar at her knuckles. The jar echoed clearly, leaving a hollow, resonant sound.
Hang Suisui stepped forward in surprise and knocked as well, then looked up at him: "Is it all empty?"
The wine jar was intact, and the seal remained untouched.
The wine inside vanished into thin air.
Hang Suisui suddenly thought of something, turned around and looked in the direction of the peach tree, pointed her finger and winked at Yin Huaizhu.
Is that it?
Yin Huaizhu pulled Hang Suisui's hand and sat her down, glancing at the peach tree out of the corner of her eye: "I only thought this peach tree was old before, and I never noticed anything unusual about it."
years?
Hang Suisui looked at the peach tree, which didn't look very old, only about twenty years old.
Thinking back to the man who invited her for drinks the other day, he looked like he was more than twenty years old.
Yin Huaizhu noticed the doubt in Hang Suisui's eyes and smiled, "Although this tree is only over twenty years old, the tree that grew from it is a hundred-year-old peach tree."
Hang Suisui was somewhat surprised: "It was transplanted from a peach tree branch?"
That makes sense. The transplanted peach tree branch is the same as the original peach tree, so it's plausible that the spirit of the original tree was brought over by the broken branch.
Yin Huaizhu looked at the peach tree beside her and paused: "The branch you broke off back then."
Hang Suisui was stunned, recalling the peach tree branches she wanted to break off in that remote little village more than 20 years ago.
She recalled the day she drank with the peach tree and the words it said that left her puzzled.
"You brought me here."
It turned out she really did break off the branch; it's just unexpected that Yin Huaizhu would bring that broken branch back to the Yin family home as well...
"You actually managed to grow it."
Spring has arrived once again, and the peach trees are covered with flower buds, some of which have already bloomed.
Swaying without wind, the peach tree seemed to be responding to something.
Yin Huaizhu stood up under the tree and patted the trunk: "I don't have much wine left, so you can't steal any more."
As soon as he finished speaking, the tree branch twitched slightly, but the person in question was nowhere to be seen.
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