Zhou Li walked to the small temple and looked inside. The old demon was lying behind the mud statue and was dozing.

"Have you had lunch?"

“Um…”

The old demon opened his eyes in a daze, looked at Zhou Li and Huai Xu, and then looked closer: "So it's you two."

He walked out of the small temple slowly.

Zhou Li found that he looked older than half a year ago, with dry and thin body, and his steps were a little staggering.

The old demon seemed to be able to see his thoughts and smiled: "I'm old..."

"Do you live in a new house?"

"Haha, there were pilgrims who came to repair it last month."

"So that's the case. By the way, I brought the jackfruit back from Caiyun. I've eaten almost the same food. I brought some for you. I wonder if you are used to it." Zhou Li said as he took out a bag from his bag, which contained a small plate and peeled jackfruit.

He first placed the plate in front of the small temple, thought about it, and then put it in the temple and hid it behind the mud statue.

"This way you can eat with convenience." Zhou Li said.

"How can I be so embarrassed... I thank you." The old demon bowed to Zhou Li repeatedly.

"It should be, what about the old viewer?"

"Cooking in the stove, you can go in."

"Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year..." The old demon dragged his long tremolo, and his tone was a bit slow that was unique to the old man.

The Taoist temple has a special small house to make a stove.

Zhou Li carefully approached the stove and looked inside. Sure enough, he saw the old master in the corner. He quickly asked, "What is the old master cooking? It smells so good."

The old spectator's actions were similar to those of the old demon. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhou Li, and then a smile appeared on his face, which was full of ravines.

"Is it a little lay Buddhist? Is it on vacation?"

“It’s been a holiday early.”

"Oh~ Yes, it's time for the New Year. I can't remember the time when I'm old." The old master smiled, "Fortunately I still remember the New Year."

"I'm just back."

"Have you eaten?"

"No, I'll go to the mountain to find Miss Xiao Zheng."

"Why stay and eat before leaving? The lay Buddhists in the village below gave me sausages and bacon, and I cooked some." The old master asked expectantly. The older people would like to be lively and fear the coldness.

"this……"

Zhou Li thought for a moment, nodded and said, "That's annoying, this is my classmate."

"The little layman is polite." The old master nodded to Huaixu with a smile, and stood up to get the rice. "Then I have to cook more rice. Do you like to eat smoked chicken? I still have a smoked chicken."

"I'm happy to be a good old master." Huai Xu was a little naughty and said deliberately, "I met for the first time. My surname is Huai, and Huai Shu's Huai Shu."

"No need to be too troublesome, just eat something casually." Zhou Li said.

"Mr. Huai Xiao, you are polite." The old master turned around and bowed, still smiling, "I am so narrow that I have no place to sit."

"It's okay, warm." Zhou Li said.

“Just warm.”

The old master took the smoked chicken and steamed it, added two sausages and fryed a vegetable. He wanted to entertain two guests, so he also put some bacon into the vegetables.

The old Eight Immortals Table may be older than Zhou Li, and the surface is waving. The old man wipes it again and again.

"It's clean." Zhou Li quickly served the table.

"Hehe..." The old master smiled.

"I brought some books back and gave them to you," said Zhou Li.

The old Guanzhu was silent after hearing this, and then continued to smile and said, "If you like to read this book, just take it to read it. I don't know how many years I can live in this Guanzi at this age, and there is no successor to this Guanzi. It's useless for you to give it to me."

Zhou Li felt like his chest was hammered.

About an hour later.

When Zhou Li left, he only carried the bag, looked down at two bottles of wine, and said to the old spectator: "I brought you a piece of milk. You can drink a box when you eat breakfast. By the way, do you drink it?"

"No, no, you can take it to Miss Zheng, I don't need it." The old master waved his hands and refused.

“Not worth it.”

"That's not OK..."

"Drink white wine?"

"No drink, no drink..."

"I think you want to drink it." Zhou Li glanced at the cabinet next to him, and there was a very cheap bottle of Mianzhu Daqu. "Leave a bottle of white wine is not a valuable wine, but it's better to drink less."

"It must be either, it must be..."

Zhou Li forced his milk and white wine to leave the room with only a bottle of red wine.

The old demon sat at the door of the small temple and waved to him.

Zhou Li smiled in response.

Go down the slope along the path next to the bamboo forest and start walking towards the Yin-Yang Temple. After walking out of Zhou Li, I looked back and saw several old houses leaning against the bamboo forest and sitting on the hillside, giving me a feeling of simplicity and tranquility.

"How long can a demon live?" Zhou Li asked.

"Not necessarily." Huai Xu replied, "There are long and short, which is related to the type, but it has nothing to do with whether it is strong or not."

"That's how it is."

"That old demon is probably almost done, he can't even climb to the top of the temple." Huai Xu said casually.

"Um."

Zhou Li didn't say much, and he felt a little heavy inside.

Huaixue comforted him: "They are all very open-minded, at most they are just a little lonely."

Zhou Li nodded.

At about two o'clock, we arrived at Yin and Yang Temple.

The small mountain village is still spectacular from a distance, with hazy clouds and mists. The evil god is still traveling among the clouds, as if he will never be tired.

"Woom wool wool..."

It was still Dahuang who came to pick them up.

Zhou Li was sending messages to Zheng Zhilan all the way, saying that he would arrive in the afternoon, and that he was having dinner with the old master, but it was obvious that Zheng Zhilan had been preparing today's New Year's dinner from this morning or last night. Huaixue started shouting that it was so fragrant half a mile away.

Zheng Zhilan stood at the edge of the yard and waited, poked her head out to look on the path, and a group of dogs lay lazily in the yard.

There was also a cow-colored horse standing next to it.

The little girl wore a braid with bright eyebrows and eyes. When she saw the figures of the two, she smiled a lot on her white face.

"Why didn't you bring Brother Nan?" she asked.

"She said she would come in the afternoon or tomorrow morning, and she would celebrate the New Year at her grandmother's house today." Zhou Li said as he put down the red wine, "When I left, Aunt Jiang insisted that I get two bottles of wine and one piece of milk, and I will give the other bottle of white wine and milk to the old owner."

"Old Master... He is very lonely for the New Year alone?"

"I think that's the case."

"I'll go see him after the New Year."

"Um."

Zhou Li looked at Zheng Zhilan at this time. This girl may be the kindest and cleanest person he had ever met in his life.

Yu Guang caught something moving quickly. When he turned his head and saw that the thing had sat on the horse's back, condescendingly, and shouted to the two with a bright smile: "Can you ride a horse? Let me tell you, I ride very well, do you want to learn? Ah? Do you want to?"

Zhou Li came back to his senses and his feelings just now disappeared.
Chapter completed!