Before Qi Yin could even react... how could there be wind inside a closed tent?

Shi Yan's body was already heavily pressed onto the bedding.

"Roar!" Suddenly, Shi Yan, who had just landed, grinned and made a face at Qi Yin.

Qi Yin trembled all over, her mouth involuntarily opening.

Before the girl could even scream, Shi Yan had already reached out and covered her mouth.

The girl was trembling under the covers, and her already watery, star-blue eyes seemed to melt completely.

even--

Qi Yin's eyes seemed to be glistening with tears.

The master said that if things went wrong, he should quickly make a run for it.

Inside the tent... Qi Yin curled up in the blankets, shrinking deeper and deeper, as if she had curled her whole body into such a small ball.

"Bad guy, bad guy, bad guy..."

She finally realized the true nature of Shi Yan.

Push open the tent flap.

Shi Yan was in a very good mood.

After teasing the girl, his mood seemed to brighten up.

Her method of teasing girls was simple: she would push open the curtain, transform into the wind and rush back, then return to her original form on the bed.

But in this world, perhaps only Shi Yan and Feng Manlou could accomplish such a thing so effortlessly.

However... Shi Yan's smile grew increasingly sinister.

Feng Manlou is probably still having a great time in Yinghua City.

Yinghua City—

Yunshang reverted to the 'lazy big dog' look that Shiyan had first seen her in.

She's clearly a very sophisticated and slightly effeminate older sister, yet she lazily lounges in the corner of the sofa, barely taking up any space.

It's beyond words.

She lazily raised her eyes.

In my field of vision, a little kitten is struggling to hold a pen in its mouth, teaching two other little girls to read.

Do we make the best use of resources?

Anyway, she happens to be literate, so what's wrong with her helping me teach Ruo Chujian and Ruo Chuqing?

"Why..."

Yunshang couldn't help but sigh.

Ever since Master Shiyan stopped coming to Yinghua City, my life seems to have lost some of its 'spice'.

But... I'm too embarrassed to go to my sister.

She could only huddle in the corner of the sofa, munching on cookies or something to pass the time.

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I looked up and saw that it was already nighttime with stars in the sky.

Tonight, the Milky Way is dazzling.

Several hours had passed since Qi Yin was infected.

"That's strange..."

Shi Yan looked at Donghuang Jin and Donghuang Li, who had lit a bonfire, and Jingse Mandala, who had returned at some unknown time.

Did it take you... that long to take care of Qi Yin?

Master Yan sat down beside the Pure Color Mandala.

Shi Yan gently patted the girl's head and took a roast chicken from Jingse Mandala's hand.

I don't know if the pure color mandala was intentional.

There was only a long, twisting chicken neck on the fork in my hand.

That's strange... is this chicken's neck really that long?

Shi Yan watched as Jingse Mandala and Ming Zhongqing Donghuang Li each held a chicken leg, and the two little girls were happily munching on it.

Donghuang Jin was holding a chicken wing, looking pained.

"What's wrong, Sister Jin?"

Donghuang Jin's lips twitched for a long time before he finally said to Shi Yan with an almost distorted, mournful face, "This is... a gu."

Shi Yan realized what was happening.

This is a special event that you might encounter while wandering around the Qingzhou area.

鸜。

The character's illustration depicts a white-bodied chicken with three heads and three legs.

It is a symbol of good fortune.

In the game... if you encounter her, you generally have two choices.

Capture it.

You will be cursed, your demonic attribute will increase by 1, and your chance of going berserk will increase by 5%.

Hmm... Shi Yan glanced at the pure-colored mandala.

It seems quite difficult to drive a demon from beyond the realm of existence into a state of demonic possession.

If you choose to let her go, she will lead you to a blessed land, which will inevitably contain some rare and precious materials of medium quality.

The key is--

The pheasant is an auspicious creature in Qingzhou.

What the Pure Color Mandala did was tantamount to killing their family's auspicious creature right in front of the Qingzhou host.

After baking, he generously shared the food with them.

Donghuang Jin looked at the chicken wings on the skewer, then glanced at the girls around her who were all enjoying their food.

She was caught in a dilemma: to speak or not to speak.

Shi Yan also looked at the twisting chicken neck on his skewer with a worried expression.

There's no option to roast and eat the myna in the game.

She finally figured it out.

This is clearly three chicken necks skewered together.

Seeing Shi Yan's disgusted expression, Jingse Mandala thought for a moment and reluctantly handed the stick in her other hand to Shi Yan.

The bite mark on the chicken leg seemed to shimmer and sparkle under the glow of the campfire.

certainly--

It's oil, it's oil.

It's definitely not a girl's saliva.

Shi Yan shoved the chicken leg back into Jingse Mandala's hand. "Besides this chicken... did you find anything else?"

Jingse Mandala looked at the chicken leg that Shiyan had returned.

Suddenly, I felt very unhappy.

A surge of frustration welled up inside me.

She was enjoying her rest in the tent while she worked hard outside.

I was considerate of her hard work and gave her a chicken leg, but she still complained about it.

Under Donghuang Jin's rapidly twitching eyelids, Jingse Mandala simply tossed the chicken leg into the fire.

Shi Yan hurriedly reached out and caught it.

Jingse Mandala sat there sullenly, then took something out of his pocket.

Crimson Sun Ganoderma, Fire Spirit Ginseng, Spirit Transformation Grass... were all thrown out by Pure Color Mandala like roadside weeds.

Some of them were badly damaged in appearance due to the girls' rough handling during harvesting.

Donghuang Jin, sitting opposite the campfire, almost stopped breathing.

The girl casually tossed two more eggs into the fire.

Donghuang Jin quickly shoved him back to safety.

Shi Yan's eyes twitched uncontrollably. It seemed... the Pure Color Mandala not only killed the auspicious creature of Qingzhou, but also took the bird's nest along with it.

"And—" Jingse Mandala said in a flat tone, sullenly, "I also found the entrance to the tunnel."

"Right behind that bird's nest."

Seeing the girl's sullen expression, Shi Yan reached out his hand towards the Pure Color Mandala.

This time, she chose to gently rub the girl's head.

"Mmm, solid color is the best."

It was like speaking to a child, but it worked surprisingly well.

Across the campfire, Donghuang Jin simply watched the interaction between Shi Yan and Jingse Mandala.

She couldn't understand it.

How come the 'old monster of Tongyou Valley' was so easily subdued by Shi Yan's younger sister?

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