After the failed attempt to pretend to be dead, the sickly child was favored by the treacherous mini

"So where are we now?"

He leaned close to Xie Nanxing's ear and lowered his voice and said, "Zhongqingshan Yinwulu."

Xie Nanxing raised his head and asked in a very low voice: "But in previous years, didn't it take more than a month for the Grand Tutor to travel to and from Zhongqing Mountain?"

Even Wu Cixiu's galloping horse took such a long time, so it would take them even longer to ride slowly in the carriage.

It only takes three days to travel with so much baggage now, but in previous years, Wu Cixiu could probably reach Zhongqing Mountain in two days.

Everyone in the world thought that Zhongqing Mountain was thousands of miles away from the Divine Capital, but they never thought that Zhongqing Mountain was so close to the Divine Capital.

"Zhongqing Mountain is the place where the dead are buried. In order not to disturb the dead, the late emperor never mentioned where Zhongqing Mountain is."

Xie Nanxing had read through the entire Geography of Daxia, but had not found the mountain called Zhongqing.

Now that I think about it, the name of this mountain must have been given by the Grand Tutor.

"Is Zhongqing the name of an old friend?"

Shen Jinmo nodded: "Yes, it is also a loyal bone."

The green mountains bury the loyal bones. The word "green" means that the love is too deep to allow it, and it is also the requirement that Wu Cixiu asked of himself.

If you make mistakes and betray your own heart, you are not worthy of being buried with your old friends in this green mountain.

In this city of gods, only Shen Jinmo, who was hiding in Wu Cixiu's carriage, knew where Zhong Qingshan was.

And from now on, there is one more Xie Nanxing in this world, who is involved in the place where Wu Cixiu's soul goes.

As for the people under his command, they only knew that they had entered a mountain but did not know that this mountain was Zhongqing Mountain.

"Then shall we go in now?"

After asking this, Xie Nanxing said in a half-joking tone: "It's New Year's Day, do you think the Master will not want to see me?"

Shen Jinmo remained kneeling for a long time and then stood up steadily from the carriage holding Xie Nanxing. There were some answers that Xie Nanxing had to feel for himself.

With his arms around Shen Jinmo's neck, Xie Nanxing quickly changed the subject: "Where's Uncle Shun?"

"Tonight is New Year's Eve. Ah Shun didn't know we were coming. I guess he is accompanying his two masters on the mountain now."

After entering Yinwulu, Shen Jinmo's invisible skill and ease made Xie Nanxing seem to more deeply appreciate the relationship between Wu Cixiu and Shen Jinmo as master and disciple.

From the day Shen Jinmo followed Wu Cixiu back to Yinwulu, there will always be a room belonging to Shen Jinmo in Yinwulu.

As long as Shen Jinmo is willing, this place where Wu Cixiu can take a breath will open its arms and embrace Shen Jinmo.

"Shen Jinmo, let's take some wine and go up the mountain to have a look."

Shen Jinmo half-knelt on the ground and put on Xie Nanxing's shoes and socks: "Mo Ping is heating up the soup and vegetables, you should eat a little first before we go out."

As New Year's Eve was approaching, Shen Jinmo naturally had to take Xie Nanxing up the mountain.

Xie Nanxing took a long breath and suppressed his anxiety: "A Ping can also cook?"

"It's better than me and Lu Bai. This place is different from Xie Mansion. We can only do it ourselves."

"Then it's time for me to show off my skills. From now on, I will take care of your three meals a day."

"No." Shen Jinmo held Xie Nanxing and sat at the table: "Let Mo Ping make it. It doesn't matter if it tastes bad. I brought you a lot of snacks and fruits."

It was cold in the mountains, and Xie Nanxing was in poor health. Being exposed to cold water or smoke or fire was bad for his health.

Mo Ping is different. He has thick skin and tough flesh, so doing this kind of work is nothing.

"Shen Jinmo, you are so stingy."

Xie Nanxing took a spoon and drank the soup: "How about this, starting from tomorrow, let them help me prepare the dishes, you and I will light the fire and cook the dishes."

The warm house, the hot stove, the curling smoke, just thinking about it is the warmth in the ordinary days.

How could Shen Jinmo, who has never been generous, let Xie Nanxing take care of the food and drinks for so many people?

Doing less is enough to live, but doing so much, does he really treat Xie Nanxing as his cook?

"Mo Ping, except for you and Lu Bai, everyone else will leave the valley early tomorrow morning and gather in the valley again in a month."

Mo Ping has been coveting Xie Nanxing's cooking skills for a long time.

As long as he can eat, Mo Ping doesn't care about the lives of others.

Anyway, as long as the money is enough, it's fine: "Yes, yes, I will arrange it later."

It was New Year's Day, and Xie Nanxing felt a little reluctant to let these people find accommodation again.

"They can figure out what to eat by themselves. When the time comes, Mo Ping will go and lend a hand. I'll just cook for us. Is that okay?"

Shen Jinmo frowned and agreed reluctantly.

He turned around and looked at Mo Ping and Lu Bai, his dissatisfaction evident in his expression.

It’s true, these two got a bargain.

After dinner, Shen Jinmo first put on a pair of slippers that fit his feet, then took out another pair of slippers with flowers and plants painted on them from a wooden box and put them on top of Xie Nanxing's leather boots.

He helped Xie Nanxing stand up and asked, "You've never worn it before, are you used to it?"

Xie Nanxing stomped on the ground a few times in his water shoes, and the slight curve at the corners of his mouth showed that his mood was about to turn from drizzle to cloudy.

These water shoes are a bit big. If Shen Jinmo made them for him, they would definitely fit him best.

The pair of shoes he was wearing now must have been prepared by Wu Cixiu for him: "My pair is better looking than yours."

"Xie Nanxing, you are so popular that everyone loves you. Everyone who sees you wants to be nicer to you."

Shen Jinmo carried a basket full of incense and candles in one hand, with two jugs of wine hanging on the basket. He put his arm around Xie Nanxing's waist with the other hand, and walked up the mountain on the snow-covered mountain road.

Xie Nanxing held a lantern in one hand and a handkerchief in the other, and took every step very carefully.

Xie Nanxing was very afraid of getting the shoes dirty, so whenever the patterns on the shoes were stained with mud, he would stop and wipe them clean.

Shen Jinmo did not stop him. He just protected Xie Nanxing more carefully when Xie Nanxing squatted down. When Xie Nanxing stood up, he helped Xie Nanxing stand for a while before moving forward.

Only those who are deeply cared for will have the confidence to believe that no matter what they do, they will never be blamed.

Taifu, I just feel sorry for Xie Nanxing, who is so young, weak and frail, and has to struggle in these mountains and rivers.

The winter nights in the valley are so cold that it makes people feel cold in their bones.

Even though Xie Nanxing was wrapped up very tightly, his nose and eyes that were exposed were frozen red.

A mountain breeze blew, and the ethereal and graceful breeze seemed to be filled with sorrow.

The chill was so deep that it went from the soles of my feet into my heart.

Xie Nanxing's eyes felt sore and he tried to get into Shen Jinmo's cloak.

He put his arm around Xie Nanxing's waist and increased his strength to hold Xie Nanxing in his arms.

The sudden change frightened Xie Nanxing. While hugging Shen Jinmo's neck tightly, he first checked to see if his water shoes were still there.

After making sure that the pair of water shoes were firmly on his shoes, Xie Nanxing asked angrily, "Shen Jinmo, what are you doing?"

"We still have to walk for another half an hour. I'll carry you up the mountain."