While she was still in good spirits, she wanted to visit her seniors, Chi Feng and Hong Hu, who she had discovered while scanning the entire planet.
It turned out that the two were still alive. When he learned the information about the two, Loran Hill felt relieved. He also understood why Titus was sad at the time, but seemed to recover later and did not explain the whole thing in detail to Loran Hill.
It seems that Suqin's death was concealed from almost everyone at that time, and Tidaisi was also very sad, but later she learned that she was still alive, and she probably became happy. However, this kind of thing is definitely not a good thing to tell Loran Hill. After all, Suqin can only rest quietly for dozens or even hundreds of years if she is dead in the eyes of the outside world.
Loran Hill slowly descended in altitude and fell back into this beautiful planet, like a small meteorite, streaking across the sky and falling towards the amber-yellow sea in the east.
The clear sea water beats against the unchanging reefs. Following the reefs upwards, there is a lush and beautiful island. Its area is about the size of a continent in the East, but there is almost no human habitation here, and only some special birds live here.
After the death of the former Phoenix Witch Caihua, this island in the center of the Yellow Sea was gradually closed off. The countless shamans, priests, pilgrims and passers-by who once gathered on the island disappeared, leaving only some empty ruins and a few tomb keepers living there.
After Caihua's death, she was buried under the red paulownia tree on the island. It was also the place where the Five Phoenixes had successively set up prohibitions to protect it. It was hidden by an illusion and ordinary people could not reach it at all.
However, just over ten years ago, two new residents appeared in the quiet little town on the island. One of them was light and frail, and liked to wear white clothes. She had a kind of frail beauty like Xizi, which made people feel pity for her. The other was different. She had gorgeous long hair, a graceful demeanor, and a voice like the sound of a gurgling spring, which was thought-provoking.
The two men claimed that they had fled from the outside world, and with the permission of the old patriarch of the town, they settled in this small town where tomb keepers gathered.
"Qin, I'm going out." A woman in a white dress walked out of the small house with bluestone and black tiles. She spoke to the people inside and then looked at the weather outside.
"Are you going out to teach again today?"
As she spoke, another woman with long black hair and a plain brown dress came to the door. Although she was dressed simply, her face and temperament still showed a grace and beauty that was rarely seen in ordinary people.
"Well, Xinya has recently started learning poetry, and Aunt Wang hopes I can teach her more."
"It seems that you, mister, are quite popular in this town."
"Yes, but I say that I am not in good health, so I usually don't teach too many children, just one or two." The woman in white opened her umbrella. It was the rainy season now, and there was still wet dew on the streets, and it started to drizzle.
"I'll make some lotus root soup at noon. Remember to come back and eat it." The woman behind the door gave a few more instructions.
"I will be back. Qin's cooking is delicious. She is almost as good as the little girl she used to be." Although there was a hint of sickly beauty between her eyebrows, the woman still showed a warm smile, like the warm sunshine in spring.
"Then I'll go out first." Then she walked into the continuous rain.
After closing the door again, the woman in a plain brown dress began to tidy up the house, and then came to the backyard of the cottage. There was a xylophone under the eaves. She sat down in front of the xylophone and looked through the recent music that had been heard in the town. Then she tried to pluck the strings, tune it and try to play it.
The sound was not continuous at first, and stopped from time to time. It seemed that the strings were plucked casually, and the sound was not concerned with being completely consistent with the music score.
Slowly, the piano sounds became harmonious, and gradually a continuous melody emerged. Although it was different from the score, it seemed more pleasant and melodious, making people immersed in it.
This continued until almost noon, when she put down the music score, slowly got up, and went to the kitchen inside the house to start preparing lotus root soup for lunch. She also put some chopped meat in it, and gradually the aroma filled the air. The fragrance of the lotus root was particularly pleasant.
"He should be back soon." Qin extinguished the stove, using only the remaining charcoal to keep it warm, and then walked out of the kitchen again.
Although she had just finished cooking, she was still flawless, without a trace of oil or smoke, and had an ethereal and otherworldly temperament.
"Knock knock knock." There was a knock on the door, which surprised Qin a little, because Hu definitely would not knock on the door like that.
They came to the door and opened it. A girl who looked slightly younger than Qin was standing in front of the door. Although they had never seen each other before, they seemed to understand a lot the moment they looked at each other.
"Welcome." Qin smiled and opened the door to let the girl in.
"Hello, Sister Suqin." Luo Lanxier also spoke with some joy and comfort.
"Don't call me by that name now. Just call me Jean."
"Okay, Sister Qin." Loran Hill bowed and saluted, then looked up at the senior.
"Luo Lan is indeed the same as Tidaisi said." Suqin looked at the girl with a smile in her eyes.
"Oh, what does Tidice think of me?" Loran Hill was curious and expectant.
"It's probably saying that little Luolan looks very well-behaved and polite, but in fact he is very opinionated and won't always defer to his elders."
"Uh, I see." Loran Hill blinked, not knowing whether to be proud or ashamed. In fact, she still listened to Tidaisi's teachings and suggestions, but she just had her own ideas 'occasionally'.
Shaking his head and ignoring such a trivial matter for the time being, Loran Hill walked into the house and looked at the decoration inside with curiosity. Everything seemed very simple, but with a simple beauty that could be said to be just right.
"Sister Suqin has been living here all the time?"
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