"We lived in the mountains the year aunt Mian picked me up."
Lin Hanxing's long eyelashes trembled slightly. The memories made her delicate little face lose its coldness and appear particularly soft.
&Quot; there's no water or electricity there, no roads, and few people. They work at sunrise and rest at sunset. &Quot;
This was a lifestyle that had been abandoned by modern civilization.
"Every morning, aunt Mian would take me into the mountains. She would teach me how to identify the various medicinal herbs growing in the corners. She would tell me which ones were edible, which ones were poisonous, which ones were hallucinatory, and which ones were fatal,"
This was what aunt Mian had taught him.
"When we return from the mountain, she will stay in the room with me to copy the Buddhist scriptures."
"Aunt Mian always said that I'm too vicious and murderous, and I don't know how to restrain myself. She's afraid of giving birth to evil creatures."
