C25 Mentor of the lunar immortal peak

Chu Yuhan walked into the house and her eyes lit up. In the yard, there was a few meters tall fake mountain. On the fake mountain, there was a low tree, and under the tree, there was a thick layer of silk grass. The first grade water flowed down the side of the river into a small pond at the foot of the mountain. There was a deck chair by the pool. A mighty man was lying on the reclining chair