The two of them drank together, and they stopped talking about the two. Qizi was drunk and didn't know when they fell asleep.

When he woke up, he was the only one in the house. He opened the door and the wind and snow had stopped. It was white everywhere. The snow was two feet thick, which really opened his eyes. However, the snow had not continued and began to melt. There were two rows of footprints in the snow, which must have been left by the old man and the mountain. He followed the footprints and saw the two of them. Seeing him coming over, Dashan waved to him. When he came closer, Dashan pointed to the vast rivers and lakes in front and said to him,

"Seven sons, the 800-mile Dongting has vast smoke and waves. From the snow, it looks different!"

The Qizi looked over there and it was really vast. The water and sky were connected, and the lake shadow turned white, as if it was really connected, so amazing!

The light breeze helped him, and the old man's cheeks were red due to cold. He pinched his nose and said,

"I'll leave today?"

Dashan looked into the distance and nodded slightly.

"It's better to stay unintentionally, so you can go to Dongting Lake to roam for a few days while there are not many people disturbing me!"

The old man said,

"It's good or not!"

Dashan looked at the old man and said,
Chapter completed!