bookbashuk Chapter 174 The Three People Who Freeloaded
Chapter 174 The Three People Who Freeloaded
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Feng Xiaolu let out a wail and looked up in disbelief: "Junior Brother! What are you doing?!"
Chen Anran said expressionlessly, "Senior Sister said, let's eat."
Feng Xiaolu pouted, looking aggrieved, but still obediently put down the controller and pulled Xiaoling'er, who was also still not satisfied, to wash her hands.
The atmosphere at the dinner table was warm and cozy. The rice porridge was soft, sticky, and sweet, and the steamed buns were filled with delicious fillings. This simple breakfast contained a pure spiritual energy that made people feel relaxed and comfortable.
Lin Xiaoman, Zhao Mengmeng, and Huiming finished breakfast early and went about their own business. Lin Xiaoman went to tend to the medicinal herb field, while Huiming followed Zhao Mengmeng down the mountain.
The two went down the mountain. Zhao Mengmeng was there to finish up the last bit of work before the first phase of construction was completed, while Huiming was there to help the construction team down the mountain. After all, in the leisurely Yunyin Sect, the only place Huiming could think of to help was to go down the mountain and lend a hand.
"Senior Sister, my two cousins opened a herbal medicine shop down the mountain. Shall we go take a look?" Feng Xiaolu asked indistinctly while biting into a steamed bun.
Su Wan placed a side dish on her plate and said gently, "Chang Yuan and Feng Lie are new here, we should go and support them. An Ran, what do you think?"
Chen Anran nodded: "Yeah, it's good to go take a look. And while we're at it, let's see what that 'Longhushan Specialty Pet Exchange Center' next door is up to."
Mentioning bells and stones, Feng Xiaolu immediately perked up: "Right, right! I want to see what kind of 'unique spirit pet' they can create through their interaction!"
No sooner had the words left his mouth than Qi Lan's angry voice came from outside the courtyard gate:
"Chen Anran! You come and discipline those two 'disciples of Longhu Mountain'!"
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Qi Lan walking in aggressively, her hat askew, followed by several cats with their fur standing on end, baring their teeth in the direction behind her.
Following behind Qi Lan were the cheerful Lingdang and the silent Shitou. Lingdang was holding the fattest orange cat in Qi Lan's cat cafe, which was purring comfortably in her arms, looking completely at ease, a stark contrast to its furry companions nearby.
"Good morning, big brother!" Lingdang greeted him sweetly, seemingly oblivious to Qi Lan's dark expression. "Our shop's 'Soothing Cat Petting Service' is showing promising results! Look how much Fat Orange likes me!"
Qi Lan snatched the chubby orange cat from her, examining it with concern: "What did you do to it? It's never this lazy!"
Bell blinked her big, innocent eyes: "It's just a little bit of our Longhu Mountain's special 'Tranquilizing Incense,' which helps spirit pets calm their minds and comprehend the ways of nature. Look how well it works!"
Chen Anran looked at the so-called "calming and tranquilizing incense." The scent was faint and seemed harmless, even having a calming effect. He looked at the stone, which silently nodded, indicating that it was harmless.
"Fellow Daoist Qi Lan, please calm down," Chen Anran advised. "Since it's harmless and Fatty Orange likes it, let it be."
Qi Lan snorted, holding the chubby orange cat, still watching the bell warily.
Lingdang, however, paid no attention. Her gaze fell on the breakfast on the stone table, and her eyes lit up: "It smells so good! Is it spiritual food? Can we freeload? We'll pay!"
Su Wan chuckled and said gently, "It's just a simple home-cooked meal. Please have a seat if you don't mind."
And so, two more uninvited guests appeared at the breakfast table. Lingdang ate with great relish, praising Su Wan's cooking skills and saying that Su Wan was a really good person, much better than that old witch pretending to be a cult member.
Su Wan maintained a smile throughout the entire process.
As for Stone, it had an amazing appetite; while its master was talking, it had already silently devoured half a pot of porridge and a basket of steamed buns.
Faced with the table of spiritual food in front of her, Qi Lan temporarily put aside her resentment towards the bell and joined the breakfast line.
After breakfast, Lingdang patted her round little belly and said to Su Wan with satisfaction, "Sister Su Wan, your cooking is so delicious! Can we come over for meals more often?"
Su Wan smiled, "Of course."
"Senior Sister!" Feng Xiaolu wanted to object, but Chen Anran stopped her with a look.
Chen Anran watched as Lingdang's face instantly brightened, turning from gloomy to beaming like a little fox, and thought to herself: This Lingdang seems mischievous, but in reality, every step she takes is perfectly timed, making it hard to truly refuse her. Her deliberate approach to the Cloud Hidden Sect is definitely not just for a free meal.
"Great! Thank you, Sister Su Wan! You're beautiful inside and out!" Lingdang cheered and jumped off the chair, not forgetting to make a face at Feng Xiaolu, which made Feng Xiaolu glare at her angrily.
Little Ling'er, standing to the side, looked at the girl who appeared to be about her age, her big, dark eyes filled with curiosity. She tilted her head and asked softly, "Are you... are you also a cultivator?"
Upon hearing this, Lingdang put her hands on her hips, puffed out her small chest, and gave a "I'm awesome" look: "Of course! And I'm a super awesome cultivator!"
Little Ling'er was taken aback by Lingdang's confident demeanor, her big eyes sparkling with admiration: "Super amazing? Even more amazing than Third Uncle?"
Upon hearing this, Feng Xiaolu immediately objected, reaching out to ruffle Xiaoling'er's hair: "Hey, hey, hey, you little ingrate! Who brings you snacks and takes you to play games every day? And now you've been kidnapped by an outsider?"
Little Ling'er cried out as her hair was being ruffled, hiding behind Chen Anran and peeking out defiantly, "Third Uncle only knows how to ruffle my hair! Sister Lingdang looks really powerful!"
Lingdang proudly raised her chin, and a small cluster of eerie blue flames suddenly appeared at her fingertips. The flames flickered but had no heat; instead, they emitted a cool, sinister aura. She boasted, "Look! This is our Dragon... Dragon Tiger Mountain's unique secret technique, Netherworld Ghost Fire!"
Chen Anran, Feng Xiaolu, and Qi Lan: "..." What the hell? The unique secret technique of Longhu Mountain? This name doesn't sound like a good thing at all.
Chen Anran snapped out of her reverie and was about to mention their plans to descend the mountain when Feng Changyuan's gentle voice came from outside the courtyard gate:
"Sect Leader Su Wan, Fellow Daoist Chen, Little Deer Sister, I apologize for disturbing you."
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Feng Changyuan and Feng Lie standing at the courtyard gate. Feng Changyuan was still as gentle and refined as ever, with a perfectly measured smile on his face. Feng Lie followed behind him, his expression much more relaxed than a few days ago, but when his gaze swept over Chen Anran, he still subconsciously straightened his back.
"Cousin Changyuan? Cousin Fenglie? What brings you up the mountain?" Feng Xiaolu was a little surprised. She thought they would be waiting for everyone to come and support them at the shop.
Feng Changyuan and Feng Lie did not reply immediately, because since entering the Yunyin Sect's mountain gate, they had felt that the spiritual energy there was even stronger than that in the Feng family's main secret realm.
Feng Changyuan quickly composed himself, his face regaining its warm smile. He walked into the courtyard with Feng Lie, cupped his hands to Su Wan and Chen Anran, and said, "Sect Leader Su Wan, Fellow Daoist Chen, I apologize for disturbing you by coming up the mountain."
His gaze swept subtly over everyone in the courtyard, and he nodded slightly when he saw Qi Lan, as if to greet her. However, when his eyes fell on Lingdang, who was sitting on a stone bench, swinging her little feet, and the silent, tower-like stone behind her, his pupils suddenly contracted!
Feng Lie's muscles tensed instantly, and he subconsciously took half a step forward, his hand already on the magic pouch at his waist, his eyes fixed on the bell and the stone.
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