Chapter 48

The heavy downpour had lashed down for four whole days before finally stopping. The sun climbed high into the sky, parting the curtain of rain as if unveiling the start of summer. The faint, elusive scent of summer drifted through the air. The weather grew increasingly clear, sweeping away the lingering, melancholic aura of spring, and temperatures gradually rose. In the spring nights, the lively dragon-pill crickets departed from the stage, burrowing deep into the underground to lay their eggs. The unique green-spear bamboo of Qingmao Mountain began to shoot up frantically, growing noticeably taller almost every day. The grass and tree leaves began to shift from emerald green to deep green. The rolling green mountains looked even more lush and verdant.