A song from Chengdu revived a closed-down pub.

When the two of them came out of the internet cafe, it was already completely dark.

Su Fan called his senior brother and told him that he and Huixin wouldn't be going back today.

After giving the report, Su Fan took him to the night market.

When they were still some distance from the night market, Huixin sniffed and suddenly said, "Junior Uncle, I smell meat."

"Let's go, eat as much as we want today."

Su Fan found a barbecue stall, sat down, and ordered a lot of food.

We ordered almost everything we could get: lamb skewers, beef skewers, chicken wings, grilled eggplant, grilled chives, and grilled bread slices.

Huixin sat opposite her, her eyes shining like two searchlights.

I'll check on the meat skewers on the grill every now and then.

I'll check on Su Fan in a bit.

He swallowed hard every now and then.

When the meat arrived, the little guy couldn't wait to dig in.

"Eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you." Su Fan handed over a glass of juice.

Huixin took the skewer, took a big gulp, then picked up a skewer of mutton, took a bite, and said indistinctly, "Junior Uncle, this is really delicious."

Su Fan said, "The way you eat, if it weren't for your fair and chubby figure, I would have thought you were being abused on the mountain."

"Master said that you can think about cultivation while eating, but you can't think about eating while cultivating. So, eating a lot is also a form of cultivation for me."

"Are you cultivating right now?" Su Fan asked.

Huixin thought for a moment and honestly said, "It was so delicious, I forgot."

Su Fan patted his head: "It's okay. Sometimes not cultivating while eating is also a form of cultivation."

Huixin tilted her head back and asked, "Really?"

"Really, when has Junior Uncle ever lied to you?"

……

After the meal, Huixin's mouth was greasy, and her cheeks were covered in cumin and chili powder.

Su Fan wiped his mouth with a tissue, and he chuckled, saying, "Junior Uncle, it's so delicious!"

Back at the hotel, Huixin took a shower, climbed into bed, and snuggled under the covers.

Su Fan turned off the light and lay down to scroll through his phone.

Less than five minutes later, I heard even breathing sounds from the side, interspersed with a few smacking sounds.

Su Fan laughed and said, "You really are a little foodie."

The next morning, before dawn, Su Fan was woken up by a small hand.

"Junior Uncle, wake up, it's time for morning lessons."

Su Fan pulled the blanket over his head: "We're not on a mountain, I'll sleep a little longer."

"No, Master said that only those who discipline themselves can discipline their hearts. If the heart is not disciplined, the Way will not exist. If the Way does not exist, then all things are in vain."

Su Fan opened one eye, looked at the serious-looking young Taoist priest in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Okay, but should we go downstairs to eat meat buns first, or do our morning lessons first?"

Upon hearing the word "meat buns," Huixin became conflicted.

Su Fan suppressed a laugh and said, "Didn't your master say that you can cultivate while eating? Then let's cultivate while eating meat buns."

Huixin's eyes lit up immediately, and she nodded repeatedly like a chick pecking at rice: "Yes, yes, yes! You're so smart, Junior Uncle!"

So, the location for morning lessons was moved from the hotel bedside to the dining table in the steamed bun shop.

Huixin muttered to herself as she ate her meat bun.

After listening for a while, Su Fan realized that he wasn't reciting scriptures, but rather, "This bun is really delicious."

After a meal of meat buns, Huixin's lips were once again glistening with oil.

After finishing the steamed buns, Su Fan said, "If you want to eat meat every day in the future, you'll have to be able to sing."

Huixin blinked: "Junior Uncle, are you talking about pension insurance?"

"Yes."

"Can singing solve that?"

"Yes, the better you sing, the more money you make."

"Junior Uncle, can you teach me to sing?"

"Can."

……

The two arrived at a recording studio.

Su Fan first recorded "Little Immortal" himself.

Then he called Huixin in and began to teach him.

He thought it would be a very time-consuming process.

Teaching a six-year-old child who has never studied music, doesn't know how to read sheet music, and has never even touched a microphone will definitely not be easy.

He was wrong.

He showed the sheet music to Huixin and pointed to the numbers, telling her which one was "do" and which one was "re".

Huixin watched it twice and then hummed the whole melody without making a single mistake.

Su Fan was stunned.

Su Fan began to teach him to sing.

He sang a line, and Huixin sang a line back.

After being taught twice, Huixin sang it quite well.

Su Fan took off his headphones, looked at Hui Xin, and suddenly understood that hard work was indeed no match for talent.

"You little brat..." He opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Huixin tilted her head, looking completely innocent: "Junior Uncle, did I sing it wrong?"

"Yes, that's absolutely right." Su Fan patted his head. "Let's record it."

Huixin entered the recording studio, put on her headphones, stood in front of the microphone, and began recording.

Got it in one go.

Huixin came out of the recording studio, looked up at him, and asked, "Junior Uncle, did I sing well?"

"It's exceptionally good, even better than my junior uncle's singing."

Huixin chuckled: "Does that mean my pension is secure?"

"Absolutely!"

Su Fan exported the two versions of the audio and uploaded them to the music platform.

Then I opened Weibo, edited a message, and sent it.

"I recently made a song at Longhu Mountain. My junior apprentice and I each recorded a version. I hope you all like it."

Two links are provided below.

One is Su Fan's version of "Little Fairy".

One is the Huixin version of "Little Fairy".

After everything was settled, Su Fan took Hui Xin back to the mountain.

Su Fan's account has gained over five million followers since the song "Nie".

The new Weibo post garnered over 10,000 comments in less than five minutes.

"Longhu Mountain? Junior apprentice? Song? These words together... I'm a little confused."

"Su Fan became a monk? No way! I'm still waiting for your concert!"

"So Su Fan has a master now? And a Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain? This plot is developing too fast, I can't keep up!"

"Forget about master or anything, it's a new song! A new song! Listen to it!"

……

As they discussed it, they clicked on the first link.

Su Fan's version of "Little Fairy".

Su Fan's voice came through the receiver.

"Perform the Small Heavenly Circuit by chanting mantras and pinching fingers"

I am a Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain.

"A minor deity who has attained enlightenment"

……

Su Fan's voice carried a relaxed, self-satisfied air.

Without a doubt, this is another song with a different style from his previous works.

"Having explored the Nine Palaces Diagram and performed the Li, Zhen, and Qian hexagrams"

I am well-versed in astronomy and geography.

"The past five thousand years"

……

These words, which clearly carry Taoist cultural connotations, give the audience a misconception.

"Could Su Fan really be from Longhu Mountain?"

Listening with this feeling in mind, the more I listened, the more I felt that Su Fan was a member of the Daoist sect.

"Having paid homage to the Three Pure Ones, I bid farewell to Longhu Mountain."

I traveled the south and north along this small path.

Cultivation takes place between heaven and earth.

……

Upon hearing this, someone immediately understood: "It's confirmed! Su Fan is so powerful because he has a master!"