Chapter 190 In Love with the Snow

*Shua...*

The master and disciple duo appeared at the entrance of the Baihua Lin (Birch Forest) Tribe.

In the night sky, the bright moon hung high, and the Milky Way glittered. The blazing bonfires on either side of the tribe's gate illuminated the name on the plaque: Baihua Lin.

Si Si cold air escaped from Fang Xingyun’s mouth. Clearly, she was not quite used to coming to the icy and snowy north from the southern island.

Her beautiful eyes gazed at the large characters on the plaque, and she said softly, “A very beautiful name.”

Jiang Xiao glanced at Fang Xingyun and said, “I originally wanted to show you around, but it’s too cold. Let’s just go directly to their house. We can explore Baihua Lin another time.”

“Teacher!”

“Jiang Jiao!” A series of voices came from both sides of the gate. The guarding wildlings respectfully cupped their fists towards Jiang Xiao. However, when they saw the unfamiliar Fang Xingyun, the expressions on their faces were extremely strange.

“Mm.” Jiang Xiao nodded and directly teleported with Fang Xingyun to the front door of Hu Wei and Cang Lan’s house.

Fang Xingyun only felt a blur before her eyes, and then she found herself standing in the courtyard, in front of a wooden house.

Looking left and right, wooden houses of various sizes were neatly arranged, covered in snow, a silver-clad world.

“Dong! Dong! Dong!” Jiang Xiao knocked on the door.

Behind him, Fang Xingyun sized up her surroundings and asked, “Those wildlings speak pretty good Chinese, huh?”

Jiang Xiao responded with a smile, “Ah, hehe, there’s a bit of history to that. Let Hu Wei tell you about it over dinner later.”

Fang Xingyun said, “The way they looked at me… why did they seem a little disgusted? Didn’t you say they were friendly to humans?”

“Ah…” Jiang Xiao scratched his head in annoyance and said, “The wildling race’s sense of aesthetics is different from ours. The wilder you look, the more they like you. For example, if Li Kui were here, he’d definitely be the belle of the village. So…”

Fang Xingyun understood Jiang Xiao’s meaning. Her charming face stiffened slightly, and she said, “Are you saying that their expressions just now were because they thought I was ugly!?”

Jiang Xiao: “……”

The door opened, and Cang Lan saw Jiang Xiao. Her gaze swept over him and landed on the stunning beauty behind him.

As a woman herself, Cang Lan couldn’t help but light up. She tentatively asked, “Teacher Fang?”

“Hello.” Fang Xingyun nodded and smiled. She was indeed a formal teacher at the Imperial Capital Star Warrior University, and she certainly deserved the title.

“Come in, come in!” Cang Lan repeatedly beckoned, stepping aside to signal for the two to enter.

Fang Xingyun stared curiously at Cang Lan’s thick, long hair, which was wrapped around her neck like a scarf, several times over.

Fang Xingyun clicked her tongue inwardly, wondering just how long her hair was…

“Brother, go take a bath. I’ve heated the water for you, the temperature is just right!” Hu Wei walked over from behind, nodded at Fang Xingyun, and hurriedly said to Jiang Xiao.

“Ah, okay, you guys chat first.” Jiang Xiao’s figure disappeared in a flash.

Fang Xingyun seemed to have noticed something. She bent down slightly, resting her hands on her knees, and looked at a small head peeking out from the door not far away.

She smiled gently and said, “Hello there, little one.”

In Yuan Yuan’s dictionary, there weren’t the words “shy” or “timid”!

Yuan Yuan… well, he didn’t have a dictionary at all!

He ran out, shouting happily, “Another big sister is here! Just as beautiful as the one this morning!”

“Oh?” Fang Xingyun said with a smile, “Who was the big sister this morning? Is she at your house too?”

Hearing this, Yuan Yuan pouted and said, “The big sister this morning didn’t seem to like Yuan Yuan…”

…

Jiang Xiao took a comfortable hot bath. Smelling the aroma of the food, he jumped out of the large wooden barrel, quickly wiped his body, and changed into clothes made of ape-ghost fur that Hu Wei had prepared.

He thought to himself, these two really do follow local customs. Their craftsmanship in making clothes is getting better and better.

Shorts and a short-sleeved shirt, yet not a single piece of fur in sight – truly comfortable home wear.

The temperature in the wooden house was high, with several fireplaces.

The aroma of the food, coupled with the faint sounds of chatting and laughter, made Jiang Xiao feel extremely comfortable.

This kind of atmosphere was exactly what he wanted to give to people, and it was also what Jiang Xiao himself needed.

Following the sounds, Jiang Xiao immediately teleported to the west side of the living room and saw the people surrounding the fireplace, their faces full of smiles.

At this moment, Yuan Yuan was doing something, a scene that almost all children must experience in their growing years.

That was… performing a talent!

Unlike other children, Yuan Yuan seemed to be enjoying it.

Jiang Xiao listened for a while and was surprised to find that Yuan Yuan was reciting the chapter titles from *Journey to the West*!?

Although there was no specific content, just the chapter titles alone dragged Jiang Xiao back to the TV series from another world.

“‘Buddha-Nature Heads West and Meets a Kingdom of Women; Mind-Ape Settles on a Plan to Escape the Flowery Smoke…’”

“Good!” Jiang Xiao clapped repeatedly.

Hai Tianqing smiled and said, “You like this chapter too?”

Jiang Xiao muttered to himself: No, I prefer an episode.

Before long, Cang Lan’s voice came from the kitchen: “Dinner’s ready! Dinner’s ready!”

Jiang Xiao hurriedly called everyone to eat. He glanced at the loving face of Hai Da Ma (Auntie Hai), but couldn’t find Hai Da Shu (Uncle Hai)?

“Where’s Hai Da Shu?” Jiang Xiao asked.

Hai Tianqing was also stunned for a moment and said, “He said he was going to the bathroom just now. That’s… been quite a while, hasn’t it?”

Hai Da Ma had also been bewitched by this “demon child,” loving the little tiger-headed fellow so much that she had just remembered that her old man was missing!

Jiang Xiao hurriedly said, “It’s okay, Baihua Lin is very safe, don’t worry! I’ll go take a look.”

Jiang Xiao teleported several times in a row, went to the bathroom, and searched all the rooms in the wooden house, but he couldn’t find Hai Da Shu’s figure.

But just as he teleported into the courtyard, he saw Hai Da Shu standing at the gate.

Jiang Xiao breathed a sigh of relief. If he couldn’t find him again, he would have to summon Yu Lei!

“Hai Da Shu?” Jiang Xiao was wearing short sleeves and shorts, but he couldn’t care less. He walked over and called out.

“Ah, Xiao Pi ah.” Hai Da Shu turned his head and smiled at Jiang Xiao.

Jiang Xiao clearly felt that the old man’s mood was a little off.

“Hai Da Shu, what’s wrong?” Jiang Xiao stood beside him, asking curiously.

Hai Fu (Father Hai) smiled and said, “Seeing the snow, makes me miss it so much.”

This pure Northeastern dialect made Jiang Xiao laugh.

He saw Hai Fu squat down, reach out and grab a handful of snow. The tiny granular snow was like sugar, and he casually tossed it on the ground.

Hai Fu sighed softly, “A winter without snow, can’t be called winter.”

Jiang Xiao’s smile froze. He had wanted to make a few jokes, but now he didn’t know what to say.

He didn’t know when, but Hai Tianqing and Fang Xingyun had already stood in the courtyard, behind Jiang Xiao.

From their position, they couldn’t see their father, but they could hear his words.

Fang Xingyun tugged at Hai Tianqing, and the two walked into the house…

Fang Xingyun said softly, “Let’s move to Baihua Lin.”

Hai Tianqing’s face looked a little embarrassed, and said, “The climate on Tree Island is good, it’s good for the children.”

Fang Xingyun said gently, “Let’s treat the house over there as a vacation island. Dad has lived on this land his whole life, let him be happier in his later years.

Hu Wei and his family are also here. I heard that Cang Lan teaches classes in Baihua Lin, and Hu Wei works here. Dad and Hu Wei can exercise and do something together.

Our children will grow up here, and there will be people to play with them… um, let’s ask about the specific situation in Baihua Lin later.

Also, I saw the wildlings’ attitude towards Xiao Pi. If we live here, with him protecting us, there won’t be any problems.”

Hai Tianqing looked at Fang Xingyun with endless emotion, gently put an arm around her shoulder, and kissed the top of Fang Xingyun’s head.

With a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for?

“I want one too.” Yuan Yuan ran over from behind, looking curiously at Hai Tianqing with his big eyes.

“Haha, okay.” In a very good mood, Hai Tianqing bent down, held Yuan Yuan’s head in his hands, and kissed him heavily.

…

At the same time, Da Zang Province.

A three-story stone villa, the first room near the stairs.

Jiang Shou leaned against the door frame, holding the Haihun (Sea Soul) Lamp in one hand, looking at the blind woman standing in the center of the room.

It was good to be blind, Jiang Shou didn’t even need to hold the lamp to accompany her into the room.

“Very stunning,” the blind woman said softly.

“Ah.” Jiang Shou smiled and said, “All my achievements as a Star Warrior over the past few years are displayed in this room, but I’m still missing two trophies and a medal.

Originally, there was a medal for exploring the Dragon Cave, but something happened, and the medal wasn’t issued. Then, I entered the Otherworld.

Oh, not all the medals here are mine, there are also some from my other teammates, um, and also Er Wei’s.”

“Mm.” The blind woman nodded, stepped out, and as Jiang Xiao moved aside, she gestured to the right front, “This is her room.”

Jiang Shou: “Right, come on, I’ll take you to see it.”

Blind Woman: “No need, you can leave.”

“So, I’m just a tool.” Jiang Shou curled his lips and said, “Okay, breakfast is in the dining room on the first floor tomorrow morning, don’t forget.”

Saying that, Jiang Shou flashed and left.

The blind woman walked forward and pushed open Er Wei’s door.

She lowered her head slightly, seemingly carefully sensing something.

Tables, chairs, bookshelves, sofas, and that huge bed…

The blind woman took off her Sea-Devouring Garment and hung it on the hanger at the door. Her slender fingers picked up another woolen coat from the hanger.

She didn’t know what color the coat was, but she guessed it might be black or dark red.

The room was obviously cleaned regularly, the windows were bright and clean.

The blind woman held the coat, put it to her nose, and sniffed gently. After a while, she hung the woolen coat back on the hanger.

She walked forward, her fingers gently stroking the tables and chairs, seemingly searching for clues, but she stopped next to the bookshelf.

In front of her was a weapon rack, with several huge broadswords on it, some made of stone, some made of steel. They were probably retired weapons.

She lightly stacked two fingers and flicked the blade, which made a crisp sound.

Amidst the vibrations, she took several steps back and looked up slightly.

On the wall opposite the bed, above the sofa, hung a painting.

The blind woman hesitated for a long time and waved her hand casually.

*Ping!*

A gust of wind rose, and the door behind her slammed shut.

She gently placed one hand on the white cloth strip covering her face, her movements a little hesitant.

After hesitating again and again, she gently pulled down the cloth strip covering her eyes and slowly opened her eyes.

No whites, no pupils, only pitch black, only eyeballs filled with oil stains.

And in those black inky eyeballs, there was a faint, enchanting inky flower blooming.

The blind woman looked up, and in her eye sockets, drops of ink flowed down, running across her fair cheeks.

It could be seen that she was not crying, but as she opened her eyes, the black ink would flow down involuntarily.

And the small inky flower in her eyes also slowly bloomed.

Alluring and strange.

The painting on the wall, to be precise, was an enlarged photograph.

The blind woman, who possessed high-quality perception star techniques, didn’t even need the moonlight from outside the window to be able to fully see everything in the dark house.

In the enlarged photograph, there was a familiar figure, the person she hadn’t seen in many years.

The woman in the photo was holding a head in one hand, carrying the tragically dead body, and in the other hand, she was holding a white flower.

The person in the picture put the strange white flower to her nose, closed her eyes, and smelled it gently.

The woman with a chilling aura and her lazy, enjoying posture formed a rather contradictory picture, adding a touch of eerie beauty to the photograph.

*Drip… drop…*

The blind woman, who had been standing and opening her eyes for a long time, already had spots of ink on her clothes. Finally, she slowly closed her eyes and slowly tied the white cloth strip back on.

She lowered her head, her cherry lips parted slightly, her voice very small, very soft…

“I’m sorry.”