The tattered remains of the gold-cast objects were scattered on the ground at their feet.

On this land that had been covered with wind and snow, there were countless bloodstains in the mud.

Looking along this muddy area, a vast expanse of white snow follows, extending to nowhere.

She raised her head and looked into the distance. In the snow and wind, a person appeared, staggering, leaning on a dry branch.

However, the man seemed to have unsteady legs and feet, and when he walked through the snow, he left two footprints, one deep and one shallow.

Watching this scene, the biting cold wind hit Su Mohui's face, but for some reason the pain came from her heart.

"That is..." Looking at the desolate back, her mumblings dissipated in the cold wind.

For some reason, within just a few breaths, she could no longer feel herself or her consciousness. Images played in front of her eyes like a revolving lantern, but those images were not hers.

The protagonist of the picture is that man from before.

To be precise, the experience in this scene is the life of the man walking alone in the snow just now:

When I was young, I was an innocent little boy who always loved to follow his parents and was always happy.

As time went by, he gradually grew into a handsome and elegant young man in his prime.

Countless people were impressed by his talent, and after he experienced the peak of his life...

It seemed like a scene was lost, no, to be more precise, it was the man's life experience.

After a blur of snowflakes, the image of the man appeared again. This was... his miserable second half of life...

But Su Mohui couldn't see the whole second half of her life, and only saw a few scenes here and there.

The man was wearing a long gown and standing alone on the top of a high mountain, overlooking all living beings.

In a flash, the man changed into a green shirt, holding a bloodstained long sword in his right hand, and left Su Mohui with a desolate back...

Until the end, the scene is of the man gradually disappearing in the snow.

At this time, Su Mohui realized that she had never seen the man's face clearly, she could only see his back.

She had countless doubts and even wanted to shout out to stop the figure that was disappearing in the snow.

But her own consciousness had completely disappeared in this freezing and deadly world of ice and snow.

"Ouch..."

Until a mournful wolf howl sounded from deep in the snow, as if responding to something.

Just as Su Mohui was about to return to consciousness, a voice suddenly sounded in her ears.

"In this life, I will eventually find you..."

These words seemed to have the power to calm her soul. When her consciousness fully returned, she was instantly enveloped by darkness.

At this point, the dream came to an abrupt end, but Su Mohui did not wake up, but fell into a deep sleep...

It’s strange to say, Su Mohui didn’t remember the dream after waking up, but she vaguely remembered that sentence.

Hiss...Who is looking for who?

Who was he looking for?

Oh, that's not right. Who was that person?

However, she didn't worry too much about the thing she couldn't figure out. She muttered a few words and then started to make the elixir.

It's summer now, and it's not as scorching as it is now, but it's still a bit hot without air conditioning or fans.

Except for routine work, everyone in the Su family would inevitably take a break to avoid the summer heat.

The same was true for Li Qiuyue and her daughter. They were the rare ones who didn't come to cause trouble or make any mess.

So, Su Mohui finally had some peace and quiet.

However, these days, apart from staying in her own courtyard to make pills and practice, she did go to the pharmacy a few times to get medicine.

For some reason, I met Qin Yi every time.

Qin Yi drank tea under the big tree as usual, but he replaced the tea leaves in the cup with a summer-cooling tea he had found in a foreign country.

Su Mohui had the honor of trying it once. How should she describe the taste...it was similar to the herbal tea she used to drink in modern times.

After discussing the recipe with Qin Yi, she found that the ingredients were similar to those used in modern times, basically summer cypress, monk fruit, mulberry leaves, chrysanthemums, and some exotic herbs that she didn't know much about.

However, Qin Yi collected a jar of silver cypress pine needles last year, and adding a little bit of it casually gave it a unique flavor.

After Su Mohui drank out the Mask of Pain, she just wanted to say: It was bitter to begin with, and now it’s even more bitter!

But Qin Yi was probably used to drinking, so he didn't care.

However, Su Mohui couldn't get used to the bitter taste of the silver cypress pine needles, so she reduced the amount and added a little mint leaves and honeysuckle. Oh, she also quietly threw in a little rock sugar.

Qin Yi watched her little tricks but didn't expose her. After all, he knew in his heart that this thing was indeed too bitter. Although he had taken countless bitter medicines since he was a child and was almost immune to it.

The improved herbal tea tasted much better. Qin Yi praised it, "After you made it this way, I feel like I can even sell this recipe."

Then Su Mohui shamelessly grabbed a handful of medicinal herbs from the store, calling it "the first order of herbal tea 2.0."

Qin Yi felt that except for being serious about important matters, she didn't seem to be serious at other times.

The last time they were so shameless was when they were discussing the Alchemist certification...

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