Something Strange

Lin Yun, seemingly lost in thought, continued:

"So I can't feel anything at all, maybe it's because my cultivation level is too low?"

Lin Xiao thought for a moment. His brother Qi Refining First Layer and felt nothing, while he himself Qi Refinement Seventh Layer and only had a vague sense of it. Did that mean that this existence might be very advanced?

Lin Xiao felt somewhat worried.

This place isn't very far from Xiushui Village.

But then he realized he might be worrying unnecessarily.

He only sensed something unusual, but he didn't even know what the source of this unusualness was, yet he was worrying unnecessarily... What if the source was some harmless, naturally occurring thing?

Moreover, regardless of whether this thing appeared recently or has existed here for a long time, it has not harmed anyone; at least so far, there have been no rumors about this place.

Excluding ghost stories made up by idle villagers to fool children.

Even as he tried to reassure himself, Lin Xiao couldn't help but become more vigilant.

We need to pay more attention to this area on a regular basis.

His desire to improve his cultivation level instantly became even more urgent.

Improving one's strength is indeed very important! It will be one's greatest reliance in eliminating fear when facing the unknown.

Lin Xiao said to Lin Yun:

"Brother, let's keep a close eye on the situation around the Grave Mountain lately."

Lin Yun nodded, and just as he was about to say something, Lin Dayou was cleaning up at the top, called out to them:

"Erlang and Sanlang, what are you two whispering about? Hurry up and carry this grass down here—"

"Oh, they're here!" The two quickly went up to gather grass.

The two of them tacitly avoided mentioning the matter.

After the Lin Household finished clearing the weeds around the grave, they began shoveling soil.

The adults shoveled soil and added it generously to the graves. Once that was done, they had the children come over and each of them add a handful of soil to each grave.

After everything was taken care of and all the Lin Household graves were renovated, they began to pay respects to their ancestors.

After arranging the offerings, everyone burned incense and paid their respects at each grave.

Old Master Lin took the lead in pouring a bowl of wine onto the grave, inviting the ancestors to drink and eat.

Lin Dayou led Lin Yun and Lin Xiao to pay their respects at each grave, finally arriving at his wife's grave.

Standing before the grave, Lin Dayou gazed at the tombstone, weathered by wind and rain for over a decade, his expression unusually gentle.

Lin Yun and Lin Xiao both knelt down and kowtowed three times to their mother.

Although they spent very little time together, and Lin Xiao was still an infant at the time, he deeply loved and respected his mother.

Without his mother's desperate protection back then, he wouldn't be who he is today.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that his life was bought with his mother's own.

With a thousand words to say, Lin Xiao knelt before his mother's grave, silently pouring out all the things he wanted to say to her in his heart.

Lin Yun, who was standing next to him, was the same.

The two knelt before the grave, as quiet as two statues, but their minds had been churning for a long time.

Lin Dayou grew impatient and started to shoo people away:

"That's enough, you two. Hurry up and go see if your grandpa and the others need any help. Come on, let's go."

He grabbed one of his sons by the collar with each hand, lifted them both up, and pushed them upwards.

Lin Yun and Lin Xiao had no choice but to make room for their parents.

Watching the two boys walk away, Lin Dayou slowly sat down against the tombstone.

He stroked the somewhat blurred words ' Lady Song of the Lin Household ' on the tombstone, then looked tenderly at the small characters ' Chunxiu ' below them.

This was added by the engraver at his request; it was his wife's name.

He quietly recounted to her everything that had happened during this time, including many interesting stories he had accumulated.

Except for holidays, Lin Dayou almost never comes alone.

He was afraid that if he came too often, he would become trapped in this remembrance and sorrow.

So he always keeps his thoughts to himself, saving them up to share with his wife at times like this.

Lin Xiao and Lin Yun returned to Old Master Lin's side, but Lin Xiao could still sense that strange feeling. Feeling uneasy, he went for a walk under the pretense of gathering firewood.

However, nothing was found.

No matter where he went, the feeling seemed to be the same, so he couldn't use that to find the source of the anomaly.

Therefore, Lin Xiao had no choice but to give up for the time being.

The sky was getting dark.

As the Lin Household packed their belongings and prepared to descend the mountain, the sun had already begun to set.

On the way back, Lin Yan and Lin Ying had picked a whole bunch of wildflowers, which they wove into hoops and put on everyone's heads.

The others also gathered several bundles of firewood, enough to burn for quite some time.

Old Master Lin and Old Madam Lin also picked a large bunch of tender green wild vegetables, planning to make a wild vegetable soup when they got back.

When everyone returned to the Lin Household's old house, only half of the setting sun remained on the horizon.

Eldest Uncle Lin's Wife quickly took the chicken and fish used as offerings for the day and started cooking, while Old Madam Lin took the large piece of pork belly and started salting it to marinate.

The others were busy with their own tasks: some fetched water, others tidied up their belongings.

Although the Lin Household has separated, the two Lin Household still get together for meals at the old house during holidays and festivals.

With chicken, fish, and fresh, delicious wild vegetables, everyone enjoyed the meal immensely.

Even Lin Dayou, who had been silent and dejected on the way back, perked up and slapped Lin Xiao's crossed Erlang with a chopstick with great force.

Lin Xiao screamed in pain.

This ordinary, uneventful night passed peacefully.

Since the Qingming Festival, Lin Xiao has been working overtime to cultivate.

Of course, this also marked the beginning of his journey to assist Sun Yigao in his cultivation.

Sun Yigao felt that their sect leader had been clinging to him a little too much lately.

The sect leader, who was usually nowhere to be seen all day, either pondering something in the sect's main hall or secretly cultivating spiritual fields or building houses, has recently appeared right beside him every morning as soon as he goes up the mountain. He follows him into the cultivation room and they always discuss cultivation techniques together.

He also took out all the Law Technique that he had previously told everyone he wasn't in a hurry to learn, and told him to take some time to learn them while he was doing other things.

Sun Yigao was a little confused about what was wrong with Lin Xiao.

Although he thought it was a good thing, recently, with Lin Xiao cultivating with him, his cultivation speed could be described as advancing by leaps and bounds.

But for some reason, he always felt that something was wrong with Lin Xiao.

Sun Yigao said he was a little panicked.

Lin Xiao was completely unaware of Sun Yigao's inner thoughts; he was now living a very fulfilling life.

Every morning, he would head straight to the sect's cultivation room and spend the entire day there with Sun Yigao, only rushing out to relieve himself when he was desperate for physiological needs before immediately returning.

He seemed to want to live entirely in the training room.