The stolen magic is a bit magical

Miao Ruolan understood Zhou Xi's feelings.

In her own way, she injected an element of warmth into Zhou Xi's New Year.

A lot of New Year's goods were prepared for Zhou Xi.

Even the detective agency's car was left to Zhou Xi.

She rode her electric bike back to Huashi Bridge.

Zhou Xi stood at the door of the detective agency, watching her back gradually walk away on the street, the cold wind wet her eyes...

At this moment, in the distant Canton of Lothar, the Alps.

The same cold wind blew.

The same coldness.

On a mountain peak, there was a dead tree. A young girl in a white mink coat was standing quietly under the tree.

She gently stroked the dead tree, as if she was caressing a deceased loved one.

With a slight "chi" sound, the dead wood cracked.

puff!
There are more and more cracks...

A gust of wind blew, and the dead tree broke into pieces...

The girl in white waved her hand lightly, and the dead tree was uprooted and no longer existed, as if it had never appeared.

The girl slowly turned around, slowly walked down the mountain, and slowly stepped into a small wooden house.

She is Catherine.

She is, of course, also the Saint of Thousand Spirits.

This is her ancestral land from tens of thousands of years ago.

This dead tree is actually her natal tree.

As long as people are around, trees will never wither.

When people die, trees wither.

This tree has been dead for a thousand years.

It has withered for thousands of years but has not fallen.

It means that she is still alive after death...

And today, she has escaped the catastrophe and returned.

The dead tree finally ended its life...

However, what no one knew was that this natal tree was reborn in another place.

This place is inside the body of the Thousand Spirit Saint!

Yes, as the dead tree turned to ashes, a tiny sapling sprouted inside her body.

In the previous life, the natal tree was planted between heaven and earth, receiving nourishment from the heavenly energy.

In this life, the tree of destiny is planted in her body, receiving nourishment from the energy of humanity...

These are two different options.

The cabin is in the windward of the cold wind.

As soon as the door opened, the north wind swirled and made the curtains rustle.

The Saint Girl of Thousand Spirits started a fire and boiled water, and the temperature in the room slowly rose.

She sat down, poured out tea leaves from a bamboo tube she carried with her, and made herself a cup of tea.

Western noble ladies generally do not like tea.

They prefer to drink coffee.

Catherine was like this before.

But the Saint of Qianling is different. She doesn’t drink coffee. She likes to drink tea.

Moreover, when she drank tea, she was more elegant than the Jiangnan women from scholarly families in Daxia.

This was a habit she brought with her from a past that was too distant to be imagined.

Sit on the top of the mountains and enjoy a cup of fragrant tea.

The immortal road is above the clouds, and the earthly world is still in the cup...

It has been more than half a month since I returned to Luoba State.

She couldn't fit in.

Even though she has blonde hair and blue eyes and looks like the same type as the people around her, her heart does not belong to this world.

In comparison, she always felt that she was more suitable for the East.

The people from the Great Xia Kingdom, with their black hair and black eyes, were not the same kind as her, but the words they spoke and their local customs were more familiar to her in her life.

The ancient elves, the previous generation of civilization, their writing and language are all of the same origin as the ancient Great Xia Kingdom in the East. Although there have been some changes, the thread cannot be changed.

Perhaps it is only because of this one thing that the civilization of the Great Xia Kingdom has never been interrupted.

If there is anything in the modern world that is still somewhat related to the era in which she grew up, it is undoubtedly in the mysterious East...

After returning to Luoba Province, her mission is to activate her natal tree.

Now that this mission has been accomplished, what about heading to the East next?

This is a question that Saint Qianling asked herself when facing the wind of the Alps...

If you go, where will you go?
It can only be Fengcheng!
why?
From her Tao...

On top of Laoshan Mountain, the fellow traveler touched her butt again and stimulated one of her portals with his true Qi again.

It certainly made her spiritual heart greatly excited.

It certainly made her feel ashamed.

However, the effect is also impressive...

She really captured the mystery of the laws of life.

This trace of mystery is so rare for her. In modern society, spiritual energy is completely absent.

It is almost impossible for her to recover her cultivation...

But this law of life is the most unpredictable mystery in the world, with the mystery of returning from despair...

That person might be the only opportunity for her to practice...

What is he doing at this time?
Today is the twenty-third day of the twelfth lunar month.

The New Year of Daxia is coming soon.

It seems that it is not suitable before the New Year. Let’s wait until the spring next year. When the spring comes, I will come to find you!
Although this search is bound to test one's Dao heart, it seems that there is no better way...

The sight returns to Fengcheng...

Miao Ruolan rode her electric bike back to her hometown in Huashiqiao.

She could already feel the New Year atmosphere on the streets along the way.

There are obviously more pedestrians.

When I got home, I found that the doors of several households that had not been opened for many years were open, the weeds in the yards in front of the doors were cleared, a fire was burning brightly, and the people who had gone out to work had returned.

It seems that the small mountain village is showing signs of prosperity.

However, Miao Ruolan had learned too much in the past year and knew that this was not a good thing.

Why?

It's a very simple logic. If it's easy to make money outside, the end of the year is the busiest time, and migrant workers will be delayed in returning home, often around the 28th or 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, when they will start to return.

Coming back early this year just proves that it’s not easy to make money outside.

Sure enough, when her car passed by the familiar pond, she heard the conversation of the villagers: "Second brother, how much did you earn this year?"

"Don't mention it... I just had a big fight with my wife about this. What about you?"

"I figured it out! I took 500 yuan with me when I went out, and I still took 500 yuan with me when I came back! My wife said I didn't earn a penny a year, but I felt that I had been eating and drinking for free outside for a year, which was not bad..."

"You can only understand this because your family has no burden." The second son said, "If I had given birth to a girl, I would understand, but you gave birth to a boy. Our generation has no future and can only earn a little money by selling our labor. Don't we always hope that the next generation will have something to look forward to? Without money, our son can't even find a wife... In this damn world, it's better to have a daughter. Look at Huiyan in the east, she bought a car worth more than 300,000 yuan!"

"Ah? Another car? Didn't you buy one last year?"

"Who said it wasn't? She thought last year's car was too low-end, so she changed it..."

"A girl who graduated from high school changes her car like she changes her clothes. How do you think she got the money?"

"Fellow villagers, don't speak out when you see the truth... What a damn world!" The second brother threw the cigarette in his mouth to the ground and stomped on it three or four times...

Miao Ruolan rode her bike across the road beside the pond without looking around.

I heard the gossips of the people in this small mountain village.

She actually saw Huiyan as well. A group of people gathered in front of her new car, admiring it.

Huiyan was like a proud little peacock, accepting everyone's admiration, her eyes also fell on Miao Ruolan, with great confidence and pride...

This Huiyan is Miao Ruolan’s classmate since childhood.

He started dating in junior high school and was always proud in front of Miao Ruolan because she was pretty. Whenever he was with Miao Ruolan, Miao Ruolan was always the ugly duckling in front of him.

Now, it seems that...

Because she bought a new car this year, while Miao Ruolan is still riding a small electric car from three years ago.

Miao Ruolan entered the courtyard and the room was very quiet.

She stepped in and was surprised.

Mom and Dad are here.

My brother Miao Jun is here too.

Dad was smoking, and he didn't even flick off a long piece of ash. When Miao Ruolan came in, his hand trembled slightly, and the ash fell off.

There was a red stove in front of them, and several people looked gloomy.

"Dad, Mom!" Miao Ruolan called out.

"Why did you come back so early in the day?" said Mom.

"We're on vacation!" Miao Ruolan said.

"So early for the holiday?"

"Hmm...what are you talking about? Why do you all look so heavy?" Miao Ruolan threw her scarf on the shelf and moved a chair to sit by the fireplace.

"Isn't it your brother's marriage?" Mom sighed softly: "The girl from Xiangmu River did agree, but the bride price was 38 yuan. Isn't this a death sentence?"

"Ah? 38! She really dares to ask for it!" Miao Ruolan asked, "Does she have any idea about money?"

"Who said it wasn't?" Mom said, "38 yuan, who in a normal family can afford that? Our family can only get 8 yuan at most, and we'll have to borrow money for the banquet... Zhigang, can you get an advance on your salary?"

The cigarette in my father's hand trembled again. "Advance on salary? I'm over fifty years old, and I only get 3,500 yuan a month. Even if I can get an advance, how long can I get it for? The workers work where they are this year, and no one knows where they will be next year. How can their bosses pay them? Otherwise, forget it... We are a poor family and have a poor business. We can't afford to support such a delicate daughter-in-law."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Mom said, "Is it easy for Jun'er to find a girlfriend? He's already in his early thirties. If he waits a few more years, he won't be able to find a second marriage. Even if he sells everything he has, he has to bring a wife in."

"Go ahead and sell everything you have! Go ahead and sell it. I'll give you everything at home. Just sell it. Even my old bones will be sold. See if it's worth 38!" Dad was furious.

"Why are you mad at me? If you can..."

A dispute arose over a marriage.

Miao Ruolan was anxious: "Mom and Dad, stop arguing... I'll pay for it! Isn't it okay for me to pay for it?"

The whole house was quiet.

Mom stared at Miao Ruolan in surprise...

Dad and brother also stared in surprise...

Miao Ruolan took a deep breath: "Mom, you asked me how much money I made from running this detective agency. I never told the truth, just because I always felt that the money made from this detective agency was not mine. What I did was not worth so much, but Xiao Su... Xiao Su insisted on giving it to me..."

"How much did I give you?" Mom asked carefully.

"...It's not much, just barely enough for the betrothal gift!" Miao Ruolan said: "How about I transfer it to you."

I transferred 380,000 yuan to my mother on the spot. (End of this chapter)