Senior sister, stop working and go home for dinner.

Chapter 173 The Lively Scene at the Foot of the Mountain and the Daily Life on the Mountain

Feng Xiaolu leaned closer for a look and was dumbfounded: "This...this handwriting and the talisman...they seem to be real? Has Old Master Zhang gone senile? How could he write a letter of introduction for these two demons?"

As Chen Anran's fingertips brushed against the talisman, sensing the pure thunderous Dao essence contained within, his doubts deepened.

He handed the letter of introduction back to Qi Lan, saying, "The handwriting and the seal do not seem to be fake. Zhang Tianshi's actions have always been unpredictable, and this move must have a deeper meaning."

"What deeper meaning could there be? I think he's just senile!" Qi Lan angrily put away the letter of introduction. "He dumped two time bombs on us and then called it 'traveling and cultivating'!"

Feng Xiaolu was also worried: "Junior brother, what do we do now? We can't just let them open a shop here, can we? What if they cause trouble... No! I have to call Grandpa Zhang!"

After saying that, Feng Xiaolu took out her phone from her pocket and called Zhang Nanshan.

Feng Xiaolu's call was answered quickly, and she eagerly pressed the speakerphone button. Zhang Nanshan's voice, tinged with a hint of laziness and amusement, immediately came through:

"Oh, it's Little Deer, isn't it? What's wrong? Missing your old man? Or have you gotten into trouble again and need to call for reinforcements?"

"Grandpa Zhang!" Feng Xiaolu said urgently, "Two strange people have come here, a little girl named Lingdang and a big guy named Shitou. They have the letter of introduction you wrote, saying they are outer disciples of Longhu Mountain and want to open a shop here!"

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone, followed by Zhang Nanshan's feigned confusion: "A bell? A stone? Hmm... that sounds familiar. A letter of introduction? I do seem to have written a few to some younger people who have recently come down from the mountain for travel..."

"Master Zhang," Chen Anran spoke up at the opportune moment, "these two seem to be from the Crimson Spirit Sect."

He cut to the chase, and Zhang Nanshan on the other end of the phone fell silent again, this time for a longer time. When he spoke again, the languor in his voice had lessened, replaced by an indescribable meaning:

"The Crimson Spirit Cult... it's from hundreds of years ago. An Ran, I'm just asking you, do you think they're dangerous?"

Chen Anran glanced at the two busy people next door outside the window and pondered, "From what I can see, their behavior is strange, but they haven't shown any direct malice. Back at the Feng family, they indirectly helped us out of a tight spot, although their motives are unclear."

"That's it then." Zhang Nanshan's voice softened again. "This old man is getting on in years, and my memory isn't what it used to be. But since I wrote the letter and stamped it, for now, they're considered 'Longhu Mountain' people. Your Yunyin Sect is quite impressive these days; having more 'neighbors' makes things more lively. Just keep an eye on them and make sure they don't cause any major trouble. If they really disobey..."

He paused, a hint of sharpness in his voice: "You can handle it yourselves, or you can let me know. That's all for now, I'm swamped with this earth dragon situation, so I'll hang up!"

"Feed? Grandpa Zhang! Zhang—" Before Feng Xiaolu could finish speaking, all that was left on the phone was the busy tone.

"That old fox!" Feng Xiaolu stomped her foot in anger. "He's clearly pretending to be confused on purpose!"

Qi Lan snorted coldly: "See? I told you Old Zhang definitely knew something! He just wouldn't tell us."

Chen Anran wasn't too surprised. Zhang Nanshan always acted this way; seemingly unreliable, but every step he took might have a deeper meaning. His "arranging" the bell and stone near the Cloud Hidden Sect might be to use the Cloud Hidden Sect's power to monitor them, or perhaps he had other considerations.

"Since Master Zhang has this attitude, let's wait and see," Chen Anran decided. "They're operating in the name of Longhu Mountain, so we'll treat them with the same courtesy we would show to disciples of Longhu Mountain, but we need to keep a close eye on them secretly. Qi Lan, please keep an eye on them."

Although Qi Lan was reluctant, she knew that this was the safest solution at the moment. She pouted and said, "I know. As long as they don't bother my cat or disrupt the peace here, I can't be bothered with them for now."

As she spoke, Qi Lan suddenly seemed to remember something, and her mood seemed to improve again. She looked at Chen Anran and smiled, "By the way, this counts as your third condition."

What else could Chen Anran say? She could only agree with Qi Lan.

Chen Anran couldn't help but complain in her heart. Look at the "three conditions" plot in those novels, in the end, which one of them didn't become the protagonist's woman? Well, as for me, not to mention becoming his woman, I'm not even his mount.

Chen Anran still longed to ride Qi Lan again...

Afterwards, Chen Anran and Feng Xiaolu returned to the mountain.

The area at the foot of Yunyin Sect Mountain was quite lively in the following days.

With Li Pangzi's enthusiastic introduction, Feng Changyuan and Feng Lie finally rented a two-story shop in a good location on the main street of the resort area and hung up the sign "Feng's Hundred Herbs Pavilion". It seems that they plan to sell pills and the like. It is unknown how their "matchmaking" mission will proceed.

Meanwhile, Lingdang and Shitou's "Longhushan Special Pet Exchange Center" is also in full swing preparing for its opening.

Meanwhile, Lingdang and Shitou's "Longhushan Special Pet Exchange Center" is also in full swing preparing for its opening.

The signboard has been changed to something a bit more presentable, but what the shop actually sells remains a mystery.

Stone kept bringing in strange things, some resembling miniature altars, others crystals emitting faint energy fluctuations. Bell, meanwhile, spent her days wandering around with a grin, sometimes teasing the cats at Qi Lan's cat cafe, sometimes strolling to Cloud Hidden Abode to eat and drink to her heart's content, living the life of a rich and willful woman, much to Qi Lan's chagrin.

In the early morning, sunlight shone through the thin mist onto the mountain peaks of Yunyin Sect, birds sang sweetly, and the air was filled with the freshness of dew and vegetation.

Feng Xiaolu, unusually, didn't sleep in. She squatted in the yard early in the morning, "intensely" battling with her beloved game consoles and Xiao Ling'er, the controllers clicking loudly.

"Uncle-Master, to the left, to the left! Oh no, we have to step on that mushroom!" Little Ling'er stomped her feet anxiously.

"Don't worry, don't worry, watch me!" Feng Xiaolu was completely focused, her fingers flying across the keyboard.

Chen Anran woke up from his meditation and stepped out of his room to see this "tense" scene, which made him chuckle. He went to the kitchen, where his senior sister Su Wan was already preparing breakfast. Fragrant spirit rice porridge was simmering in the pot, and plump white spirit vegetable buns were steaming in the steamer.

"Awake?" Su Wan turned around and smiled gently. "Go tell them to wash their hands and eat. They can play the game later."

Chen Anran responded and walked into the courtyard. Before she could speak, Feng Xiaolu shouted without looking up, "Almost there! We'll be through this level soon! Little Ling'er, give me some healing!"

Chen Anran shook his head helplessly, walked over, and precisely pressed the power button on the game console.

The screen went black.

Feng Xiaolu: "..."

Little Ling'er: "..."