Chapter 37: Chapter 37 Green Mangoes
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Mount Qingmang harbors Immortals.
This is a legend known to all who live near Mount Qingmang.
However, no one had ever seen one.
But it did lend the mountain a mysterious allure, drawing tourists from all directions and bringing bustle to the once-impoverished Qingmang Town.
Xue An arrived with his two daughters on the tourist coach, everything in front of him both familiar and strange.
When he left, it was just a remote little town, but it had become much more prosperous now.
Rows of restaurants and bars stood side by side, with men and women in vibrant clothes coming and going incessantly.
And straight down the street in the distance towered Mount Qingmang, its peak perennially enshrouded in mist, seldom willing to disperse.
Xue An squinted at it for a moment.
As a child, he had ventured into Mount Qingmang and found nothing unusual.
But now, with the eyes of an Immortal Venerable, he could naturally tell that the mountain had excellent feng Shui and was faintly enveloped by dragon aura, clearly no ordinary place.
However, this dragon aura… seemed to be mixed and impure!
Xue An thought to himself, then turned to Xue Xiang and Xue Nian and said, “Are you hungry?
The two little girls chorused, “Hungry!”
This scene brought a smile to the faces of passers-by.
Xue An nodded, “Come on, Daddy will take you to eat first!”
Since becoming a dad, Xue An’s daily life had become inextricable from pots and pans.
In truth, with his cultivation level, he could have foregone food.
But money can’t buy happiness, and Xue An enjoyed the feeling of feasting with his two daughters.
Walking on the street, looking at the hostels and restaurants rising from the ground, Xue An’s expression grew somewhat wistful. Back then, he would often play on this street.
And his old home was just around the corner of this street.
After so many years, what had become of his old home? The house must have collapsed by now!
Thinking thus, Xue An turned the corner and was taken aback.
Where his old house stood, a very luxurious hotel had been erected.
Xue An’s expression gradually darkened.
“Daddy, why have we stopped?” asked Xue Xiang, then glanced at the sumptuously decorated hotel.
“Daddy, are we going to eat here? Won’t it be expensive?” Xue Xiang, only four years old, already had the makings of a little miser.
She counted every penny when it came to buying groceries, which sometimes made Xue An feel both heartache and amusement.
Of course, Xue An wasn’t angry just because a plot of land had been taken.
For him, this old home held special meaning, after all, it was the symbol of his childhood memories.
Just then, a timid voice came over.
“Are you… Brother An?”
Xue An turned and saw a young girl standing at the edge of the street.
The girl was dressed in simple clothing, clean and pure, with even a hint of shy blush on her face.
“You are…”
“Brother An, is it really you?” The girl suddenly became excited, stepped forward, and said, “I’m Lan’er!”
“Lan’er? You are… Xue Lan?” Xue An said in surprise.
Xue Lan was the daughter of a distant uncle, who, as a child, often clung to Xue An, following him around like a little shadow wherever he went.
Xue Lan was still very excited and said, “Mom, brother An isn’t dead! He’s come back!”
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