Qingqing Arrives! Old Enemies Meet!

Inside the morgue.

Jia Le was moving a zombie that had just been released from its command: "My Master, he always loved to tease his disciples.

If he wanted to kill me, he could have done it openly. Why be so sneaky?"

As he grumbled, he neatly placed the corpse into a compartment within the wall.

Despite his displeasure, it must be said.

Jia Le was meticulous in his work.

Little did he know, as he was speaking.

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes had already entered the morgue and was hiding behind a compartment.

"Fortunately, Senior Brother Lin Fan came and reminded me."

"Otherwise, I would have been beaten to death by you guys, my elders."

Jia Le said indignantly, pointing his finger at the corpses in the room.

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes flashed forward and stood in the spot where Jia Le was about to move the corpse.

"Wow, this one is so heavy. I wonder if Master weighed this much when he died."

Jia Le skillfully turned without looking up, continuing to lift with both hands.

He then said, "No way, my Master was so stingy. He would have been skin and bones, dying of illness."

Thump!

Jia Le put down Daoist Priest Four-Eyes, whom he mistook for a corpse.

As he looked up, the pupils of his eyes suddenly widened.

He was so startled that his entire body trembled.

He put on a mask of pain.

"Master, it's Master."

Jia Le pointed in despair at Daoist Priest Four-Eyes, who was facing the door with a glimmer of hope, trying to leave.

Slap!

"You're too good, Master loves you to death, Jia Le."

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes rubbed Jia Le's face with both hands, looking as if he was going to eat him.

It seemed he was in for a beating.

He then led Jia Le out of the morgue.

After the morning's playful scuffle.

By noon, the sun was high in the sky.

Everything was shining brightly.

In the quiet noon, the sound of cicadas chirped.

Their melodious calls entered the ears, bringing peace to the mind.

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes was sincerely performing a sacrificial ritual at the shrine.

Suddenly, he heard some noise from outside the house.

"Jia Le, what are you up to?"

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes pulled back the curtain and shouted at Jia Le, who was fiddling around in the kitchen.

"Master, to apologize for yesterday, I'm making some lunch for you, old man."

Jia Le replied, holding a large ladle, as he walked out of the kitchen.

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes said grumpily, "Offering pleasantries for no reason, making me lunch. Do you think you'll die a good death?"

"Ah, Master, the Great Master next door is back."

Jia Le changed the subject and said.

"So what if he's back? Do I have to go and pay my respects to him?!"

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes pointed at himself, saying impatiently.

"That won't be necessary."

Jia Le replied with a wronged expression.

In the courtyard outside, a middle-aged monk in white robes walked in.

He was followed by a girl with two pigtails.

"Say I'm not feeling well."

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes said to Jia Le.

With that, he turned and walked into the room.

"Master, Qingqing, please come in and sit."

Jia Le greeted them warmly.

The three of them slowly walked into the living room.

"This morning, I heard your Master making noises. Is everything alright?"

Master Yixiu asked with concern.

"Everything is fine, Master. My Master said he wasn't feeling well, so he's resting inside."

Jia Le replied calmly.

"Not feeling well? What's wrong, Uncle-Master?"

Lin Fan, who had been asleep for a while, didn't have time to think about the strain the Body Refining Technique had put on his body.

He had just gotten up and was passing by the corridor when he poked his head out and asked Jia Le in the hall.

"Senior Brother, you're awake. Come, let me introduce you."

Jia Le eagerly went to meet him, pulling Lin Fan into the main hall. "This is Master Yixiu, our neighbor. And this is Qingqing."

"Hello, Master Yixiu. Hello, Qingqing."

Lin Fan said politely.

"And who might this be...?"

Master Yixiu asked Jia Le.

Qingqing froze on the spot.

Her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her eyes couldn't stop scanning Lin Fan.

It was as if she was captivated.

This guy was quite handsome.

His features were sharp, and his eyes were like a sword's star.

His upright posture exuded an air of heroism.

He would probably be very popular with girls.

Strange!

Why was she, a cultivator, feeling this way towards this guy?

Was she developing mortal feelings? What was she thinking!

"Qingqing, you..."

Lin Fan felt creeped out by her stare.

"This is Lin Fan, my Master's eldest disciple. You guys chat first, I'll go get the food."

Jia Le quickly interrupted and walked towards the kitchen.

It was as if he was reminding Qingqing to snap out of it.

"Hello, hello. I'm Qingqing. Please take care of me."

Qingqing extended her hand to Lin Fan, her expression unreadable.

Was I supposed to be the one feeling awkward?

Although Li Lizhen was considered my semi-enlightenment mentor.

But I had to admit, in this world's timeline.

Her beauty was truly at its peak.

Her tender face, as delicate as a peach, and those two playful pigtails.

Lin Fan muttered inwardly and slowly reached out to shake her hand.

"Master, Qingqing, Senior Brother, the food is here. Make way."

Jia Le happily carried the dishes into the hall.

Slap!

A door opened, and Daoist Priest Four-Eyes emerged from the room.

"Didn't you say you weren't feeling well?"

Master Yixiu greeted him with a smile.

"Just because I'm not feeling well doesn't mean I can't eat. And you don't need medicine when you're sick, do you?"

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes retorted grumpily.

Master Yixiu quickly changed the subject upon seeing this and said, "They can eat, they can eat. This is my disciple, Qingqing."

"Ah, Master, you must be the Daoist Priest Four-Eyes that you've often mentioned to me."

Qingqing quickly chimed in.

"Often mentioned? What did he say about me!"

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes' eyes widened, as if under severe interrogation.

Suddenly, Master Yixiu flashed in front of Qingqing.

He slightly raised his eyebrows and twitched the corners of his mouth as a signal.

Qingqing immediately understood and said with a sheepish smile, "Master said Daoist Priest Four-Eyes is upright."

"He also has a kind heart, and throughout his life, he's slain demons and devils, preferring to kill the innocent rather than let a guilty one go."

"He brings a clear conscience to the world, and is exceptionally attentive to his disciples."

"Even when they make mistakes, he neither hits nor scolds them."

"He only says four words, which are, 'I love you to death'."

After speaking, Qingqing didn't forget to give Daoist Priest Four-Eyes a thumbs-up.

"Master, he said it exactly as you did,"

Jia Le said thoughtfully.

He didn't forget to glance at Daoist Priest Four-Eyes.

"Compared to your Master, you seem both well-behaved and adorable."

"Why are you standing? Everyone, please take a seat."

He said, then walked towards his seat.

Seeing Qingqing's perceptiveness, Daoist Priest Four-Eyes didn't want to make things difficult for her any further.

Everyone sat down together.

It was as if Daoist Priest Four-Eyes and Master Yixiu had a telepathic connection.

They both placed their palms on the table simultaneously and began to compete.

Lin Fan, with quick hands and eyes, served the food into his bowl.

"Eat up, Uncle-Master,"

Lin Fan said to Daoist Priest Four-Eyes.

Upon hearing this, the two who were competing seemed to have found an excuse to stop.

They released the table and picked up their bowls and chopsticks.

As the saying goes, enemies see each other and their eyes burn with hatred.

Whatever dish Master Yixiu reached for with his chopsticks, Daoist Priest Four-Eyes would intercept.

"Tsk, you can't even pick that up properly. It seems your teaching skills aren't that great either."

"Teaching disciples must also be mediocre. I wonder about Qingqing..."

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes gloated.

He held up the dried radish he had snatched from Master Yixiu's chopsticks.

And showed it off to everyone at the table.