I Keep Reincarnating, Why Is He Still Alive?

Ever since Shen Bozhou confided his troubles to Tao Mian, his spirits had noticeably lifted.

He had more strength for chopping wood, cooking no longer tired him, and he moved swiftly up and down the mountain.

Tao Mian was quite satisfied, as he could now lie down again.

The autumn air was crisp and refreshing, and the temperature was just right today. Tao Mian instructed Liu Chuan to take the books out of the study to air them.

Liu Chuan was the most obedient of the disciples currently at Peach Blossom Mountain. When it came to airing books, Yi Gou would comply but grumble a bit, while Er Ya would endlessly argue that books wouldn't die from not being aired.

If San Tu heard him giving orders so righteously, it would be a good day if she didn't pack him into the bookshelf. Si Dui, being a clever spirit, would definitely run off before he could be ordered around.@@novelbin@@

Wu Hua was even lazier than Tao Mian. She wouldn't move at all, at most saying, "Little Tao, I surely won't live as long as those books, so why bother?"

It was practically a joke from the underworld.

But Liu Chuan, upon hearing Tao Mian's casual mention, turned and went into the study without a word, starting to move and air the books.

Actually, the best time to air books is during the hottest days of the year. In the season with the highest temperatures, spreading books and paintings in the courtyard allows the scorching sun to dispel the moisture accumulated in the paper, leaving it warm to the touch.