Years Overgrown with Wild Grass

The setting sun sank westward, mountain birds returned to the forest, and towering wild trees stood in the dark stillness.

"Master, must you really go out at this hour?" Gao Taigong tried to stop him. "It's still snowing outside. In this bitter cold..."

Naturally, he was delighted that a monk had come to Gaojiazhuang to help them subdue demons. The man had traveled from afar, too, so he must have some ability.

But wasn't this taking dedication a bit too far?!

On a freezing day of wind and snow, even if there were demons outside, no one should head into the mountains. Not even if there were demons inside the house, for that matter.

"It's only a little wind and frost." Su Lin raised one hand in a Buddhist salute, took up the Nine-Ring Tin Staff, and pushed open the door.

The bitter wind howled and snow swirled. The cold pierced Gao Taigong's fur coat, making him retreat into the room. Only the warmth of the hearth brought him some relief.

In that dazed moment, he heard a strange melody, as though the rolling mortal world were rushing toward him. The monk walked straight into the frost and snow.

Watching Su Lin's retreating figure, admiration filled his eyes. "Worthy of an Eminent Monk from the Great Tang."

Whatever his abilities, that heart alone made a person feel warm all over.

"Let's go, Master. Up ahead there's—why is your hand glowing?"

"Thanks, but I saw plenty of that in the City of Calamity." Lu Mingfei smacked his lips. His anger had been boiling over back then, so he hadn't noticed much, but afterward he realized that place had been more intense than a haunted house.

No one in this world knew what a Heart Element was anyway.

"Maybe they're like us,