The black-and-white-clad youth also stepped out of the shrine, coming to stand beside the young Daoist priest. He glanced quietly at the middle-aged Daoist, his demeanor and bearing unmistakably marking him as someone beyond the ordinary.0

Seeing this, the middle-aged Daoist was momentarily stunned again. When he turned back to face Song You, he no longer dared to be casual. He returned the greeting with due reverence.0

“I am Qinghuaizi. Fellow Daoist, your kindness is appreciated.”0

“I have come today to inquire about something,” Song You said.0

“Inquire about something?”0

“Indeed.”0

“Ah, say no more! I’m glad to help!”0

Qinghuaizi had originally been heading outside for some matter, but upon hearing this, he abandoned his plans and instead gestured politely toward the inner courtyard.0

“You have traveled far to visit. Please, come to the rear courtyard and allow us to brew a pot of tea for you. While we drink, you can tell me what you wish to know. I’d also like you to try Qingyun Temple’s fruit snacks.”0

“That sounds good...”0

Song You lowered his gaze to the little girl beside him, then turned back to glance at the swallow following behind them, before finally stepping forward to follow Qinghuaizi.0

“May I ask which celestial mountain or immortal dwelling you hail from, fellow Daoist?”0

“It’s hardly a celestial mountain. Just a small peak in Lingquan County, Yizhou, called Yin-Yang...0