Immortality: Starting with a grave, I'm invincible when burying corpses.

Mu An smiled and glanced at her. He did not answer the question, but simply made a few gestures in the air.

A transparent barrier enveloped the entire training ground, blocking the falling snow and the cold wind.

"Whether it's right or wrong, you'll understand when you grow up."

Mu Ling'er frowned as she heard the same excuse countless times.

"Grow up, grow up, you always say that. When will I ever grow up?"

Mu An remained silent, simply sipping his tea.

He said something similar a long, long time ago, but it's been so long that he can't remember it anymore.

There were no cell phones in this era, otherwise he would have definitely recorded this scene and shown it to Mu Ling'er when she really grew up.

I wonder what the scene will be like then.

"That day will come."

"It feels like it will be a long, long time... I want to practice martial arts, I want to learn more, I want to help you, Da'an... Everyone says that in the future I want to be like you, Da'an, and protect the entire Qishan Road..."

"No rush, no rush... You're still young, and you have plenty of time. Take your time."

Mu Ling'er turned her face away, seemingly sulking.

Mu An wasn't annoyed; she simply watched the snowflakes fall from the sky in silence.

"Three days from now, it will be a clear day, and at night we can see the once-in-a-century star shower."

"Really?! Da'an, you're not kidding me!"

Children's emotions come and go quickly. When she heard that there was a once-in-a-century star shower to watch, Mu Ling'er poked her head out and excitedly leaned close to Mu An's cheek.

"It's definitely true. You can go to the nearby mountains with your friends and enjoy this rare and magnificent view."

Upon hearing Mu An's opinion, Mu Ling'er shook her head vigorously. She clung to Mu An's arm, looking like a koala, drooping in his arms.

"Da'an, come watch it with me! Let's call Grandma He and Grandma Lü too, just the four of us, and go together!"

Mu An looked down at her, smiled, and nodded.

"it is good."

"Great! We can set up a copper hot pot and cook lots and lots of things in it. Da'an, you can drink alcohol, and I'll drink juice, just like we used to do during Chinese New Year..."

……

Mu An only had a superficial understanding of celestial phenomena. He had only recently started studying them out of curiosity because he had nothing else to do.

He has a simple plan that encompasses a range of things, including feng shui, calligraphy, music, and chess, which can be seen as a way to find some enjoyment in his long life.

Given Mu An's current mediocre skill level, he certainly couldn't predict when the meteor shower would occur, but the information was given by the Painting Saint before he left Yongning County, so it was definitely not wrong.

On the fifth day of the second lunar month, the sky was clear and the air was crisp.

At dusk, they arrived early at the highest mountain in Qing'an County, where Mu'an built a simple stone pavilion.

The four of them sat in the pavilion, set up a stove, and started a hot pot.

Mu An was in charge of warming the fire, Xiao He and Xiao Lü were in charge of plating, and Mu Ling'er was in charge of posing.

After dragging Mu Ling'er, who was trying to make things worse, back to her seat for the third time, Mu An simply found two pomegranates and let the little one, who had nothing better to do, peel them slowly.

Mu Ling'er peeled the pomegranate with great interest. While peeling, she would occasionally peek at Mu An and the others, and eat a few when no one was paying attention.

The three exchanged a glance, each suppressing their laughter.

You mustn't laugh out loud, or the little guy might refuse to do it.

As dusk fades and night deepens, the bright moon hangs on the branches, and the Milky Way adorns the sky.

The copper pot, covered in red oil, sizzled and steamed, with boiling bubbles rising and falling inside, bursting open to release a rich aroma.

Beef, mutton, goose, beef tripe, sheep tripe, goose intestines...

Plates of dishes were poured into the pot, and the cooked meat slices tumbled up and down in the red oil.

Nine-year-old Mu Ling'er no longer babbles, and she no longer taps her bowl with chopsticks like she did when she was little.

She sat relaxed, intently contemplating how many times to dip the tripe in and out of the pot.

The little guy used chopsticks to hold the tripe, his little hands hovering above the hot pot, making the tripe go up and down.

However, the boiling heat from the pot did not go her way. The rolling heat and splattering red oil made the little girl abruptly withdraw her reddened hand.

Having burned her hand, Mu Ling'er frowned and looked pitifully at Xiao Lü.

Xiao Lü cooperated by picking up a damp towel, wiping Mu Ling'er's hands twice, and then gently blowing on them.

"I told you not to rush things, but you just wouldn't listen."

Xiaohe complained, but her chopsticks picked up a few slices of tripe, skillfully blanched them in the pot, and put them into Muling'er's bowl.

Mu An sat to the side, watching Mu Ling'er's tearful face, watching Xiao Lü gently coax her, and watching Xiao He's insincere words. He picked up his wine glass, took a sip, and looked up at the starry sky above.

This is what it means to live a peaceful and tranquil life.

He was actually a bit conflicted about watching meteor showers because he was thinking about a lot of things, including the future and various other things.

But he always knew he would come.

After all, the future is uncertain, while the present is right before our eyes.

It would be such a shame not to watch this once-in-a-century star shower with someone you care about.

"Look, look! There's a big deer over there, and its fur has three colors!"

Following the direction Mu Ling'er pointed, Mu An looked up and saw a three-colored sika deer staring intently at them from under a tree in the distance.

Although it is the highest peak in Qing'an County, it is actually an unnamed mountain that is rarely visited, so there are naturally all kinds of wild animals.

Mu An deliberately released his aura, and in the world as seen by animals, a terrifying creature sat there.

Unless someone is insane, they will naturally choose to avoid it.

"Da'an, Da'an, it looks like it has blood on it!" Mu Ling'er exclaimed, covering her mouth.

"Yes, this doe is about to give birth to a fawn." Mu An glanced at the sika deer's belly and made a conclusion.

"Let's help it, it looks so pitiful."

Seeing that Mu Ling'er was staring intently at the doe, Mu An simply raised his hand and moved the doe to his front.

A blue aura emanated from his hand, washing over the doe's body.

After a long time, amidst the cries of the mother deer, a fawn was born into the world.

The flowing blue light restored the mother deer's vitality and also made up for the defects in the fawn caused by the mother deer's injury.

Seeing Mu Ling'er staring intently at the fawn, Mu An smiled and said, "This is a spirit beast. If you like it, you can take it back to your residence and raise it."

Mu Ling'er's eyes lit up, but she still hesitated.

"What if they don't want to come with me?"

The spirit beast is intelligent, with an IQ comparable to that of a teenager. Before Mu An could even look over, the doe, realizing she had encountered a powerful figure, had already prostrated herself on the ground and affectionately nuzzled Mu Ling'er's cheek.

Seeing this, Mu An nodded in satisfaction.

The doe was quite sensible, saving him trouble.

"Look, she likes you a lot, and Xiao Lu will like you too in the future."