Revival of Bahuang Yao (4)

Another heavy snowfall dyed the night sky of the north white.

Standing at the gate of Qingcheng and looking at the night scene with the flashing neon lights in the city, Chen Yu did not feel a trace of strangeness.

Ever since he lost his way on the sea and ran from Shanghai to Australia, he found that he had run off course. After that, he ran from Australia back to Qingcheng, which was inland. After all, it had only been three days.

Even if he added in the one week he spent in the northeast, it would still be less than half a month.

However, this city was completely different from when he first left.

Lanterns were hung again on the streets.

Guards were once again standing by the city walls.

Even the snow on the asphalt road had been swept clean.

What was even more amazing was that the faces of the pedestrians were filled with smiles that they had not seen for a long time.

That kind of relaxed, joyful, and satisfied...