A lady turned her head and looked at Zhang Mei Ling as she spoke with appreciation. ''The Shengong palace!''
Mr. Hao Su said something to that lady in his heavy voice that Zhang Mei Ling couldn't hear. When he looked back at her she asked.
''What did you say to her?''
Mr. Hao Su shook his head. ''Nothing!'' And their long conversation started. Mr. Hao Su told his stories, his life, and his only son and asked about Zhang Mei Ling's life and then about her father.
The very next day, the group started their journey again and after one day of traveling, they crossed the borders of the Qinqiehepai sect and entered the main city.
The most gracious scene started spreading in front of his eyes. The rivers, the blue sky, and clouds and the snow. As white cotton balls were floating on the blue sheet, he was lost in the charm of this scene.
Zhang Li Qiang's Qinqiehepai was under his feet.
