An unusual feeling welled up in Hu Yuan's heart, as if he were immersed in an illusion. Scene after scene flashed continuously through his mind. Hu Yuan saw memories from the childhood of his eldest uncle, Long Xianxiong, and his mother, Long Xianjun:
On a mountain peak, the wind howled, stirring up the sound of rushing pine waves. A young Long Xianjun lay quietly on a smooth rock, gazing up at the starry sky in deep thought, bits of grass from their daytime play still clinging to her hair. "Big Brother, have you ever wondered what lies beyond the Spirit Realm? The ancient texts mention that in the Mortal Realm, there are glowing fireflies and iron birds that can soar without wings..." Her words revealed a child's natural curiosity and yearning, yet carried a touch of composure and reflection.
A smile touched the corners of Long Xianxiong's mouth as he gently tapped her forehead with his finger, as if teasing a cute child. Yet upon closer inspection, one could see some green moss still clinging to his horns, clearly accidentally brushed against when he sneaked out just now.
Chapter 357