When Chen Ji stood in Shaojiu Alley, panting heavily, white mist puffed out from his mouth and dispersed in front of him.
He rubbed his cheeks and then pushed the door open: "I'm back."
In the courtyard, Xiao Man was sitting dazed on the stone steps in front of the main house door, the little monk was reciting scriptures with his head down, Brother Pao was sulkily smoking a pipe, and Er Dao was squatting at the kitchen door peeling garlic.
Hearing Chen Ji's voice, Xiao Man suddenly lifted his head and rushed in front of Chen Ji: "Master... Master, you're finally out!"
Originally, Xiao Man was full of joy, but seeing Chen Ji's disheveled hair and beard, along with his thin figure, her eyes immediately reddened.
She turned sideways and wiped her cheeks with the back of her hand: "How could they keep you locked up for so long!"
Chen Ji said with a smile: "It's alright, I'm out, aren't I? It's just that I lost the title, but there was no danger."
