Terraria: The Digitalized Me Is Causing Chaos

Yang Tao smiled and shook his head, watching Jia Le's hurried departure.

In his opinion, as long as Jia Le didn't act foolishly, there was almost a one hundred percent chance that Master's disciple, Qingqing, would become his wife.

Moreover, Master, being Qingqing's teacher, was more than happy to see it happen and even pushed things along.

After all, Qingqing was a woman and would eventually marry someone.

Marrying Jia Le would be the best choice, and the reasons for that were self-evident.

Jia Le rushed to Master and Qingqing, acting like a complete bootlicker, and said, "Master, Qingqing, you're here! Please, come inside and sit down."

"Jia Le, I heard your master's miserable screams early this morning. What happened?"

Jia Le scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly and said, "Master, he's not feeling well and is resting inside."

Master frowned upon hearing this and said:

"Let me go in and see him."

As he spoke, he walked towards Si Mu's room, but before he could even enter, he heard Si Mu's displeased voice:

"No need!"

Master, who was about to knock on the door, awkwardly stopped his hand and eventually retreated.

He looked at Jia Le and said, "Let your master rest. We'll go back first."

How could Jia Le bear to let Qingqing leave like this? He quickly said, "Master, I've prepared breakfast for you. Eat your fill before you leave."

"How can we impose like that?"

"Master, it's nothing, hurry up and come on."

As he spoke, A'Le grabbed Master's hand and walked towards the dining table.

Si Mu, hearing the voices outside, could no longer sit still. He opened the door and walked out, looking as if someone owed him eight million.

Master smiled when he saw Si Mu open the door and said, "I heard you weren't feeling well."

Si Mu retorted directly, "What? Does not feeling well mean I can't eat breakfast?"

Then, he glared fiercely at Jia Le and asked, "Where's your junior brother?"

Jia Le shrank his neck and said, "Junior brother is in the kitchen watching the fire…"

"Hmph, hurry up and go check on him. All he knows how to do is slack off."

Master looked at Si Mu and said to his disciple, "Qingqing, go help out too."

Qingqing nodded obediently and followed Jia Le out of the room.

That left Si Mu and Master staring at each other.

"Junior brother! Junior brother!"

Jia Le ran into the kitchen, saw Yang Tao, and asked, "How's breakfast coming along?"

Yang Tao glanced at the porridge in the pot and nodded, saying, "Senior Brother Jia Le, breakfast is ready."

Then, he glanced at Qingqing, who had entered the kitchen with Jia Le, and nodded with a smile.

Jia Le quickly introduced them, "This is Master from next door's disciple, Qingqing. Qingqing, this is my martial uncle's disciple, Yang Tao."

Qingqing took a step forward in a very generous manner and said, "Hello, my name is Qingqing."

"You guys take a break. You can leave the rest to me."

Qingqing had a very outgoing personality and didn't seem reserved at all. She glanced at the things and furnishings in the kitchen, then gently rolled up her sleeves and stepped forward, beginning to busy herself.

Yang Tao looked at Qingqing and Jia Le, a meaningful smile on his face, and took two steps towards the kitchen door, saying, "Senior brother, I'm going out to look at the surroundings to see where it's suitable to build a house."

"Oh, right, don't bother preparing breakfast for me. I don't really like eating breakfast."

He was a worldly-wise person. Why stay here and be a third wheel?

Jia Le quickly said, "Junior brother, breakfast is already made. Eating it before you go won't take too long."

Yang Tao shook his head and said, "No need. By the time you're full, I'll have already built the house."

That's how it is when you have strength and ability—you can do whatever you want.

Having said that, he ignored Jia Le and walked straight out of the kitchen, leaving the space for the two young men and women.

Jia Le looked at Yang Tao's back, opened his mouth, but ultimately didn't say anything. He turned his head to look at Qingqing, a bright smile on his face.

"Qingqing, let me help you."

… …

After Yang Tao left the room, he lightly leaped onto the roof, surveying the surroundings.

To be honest, the place where Si Mu lived was much better than the mortuary where Uncle Nine was located. Apart from the slightly inconvenient transportation and living conditions, both the environment and the terrain were much better.

"Si Mu martial uncle's house is made of pure wood. Building a small bamboo building next to it wouldn't be too big, just enough for Jia Le to use for his wedding."

Stroking his chin, Yang Tao had already planned out the blueprint in his mind, took out his tools, and quickly headed towards that suitable spot.

Time flew by amidst the sounds of arguing coming from Si Mu's room.

Master and Si Mu were both unwilling to give in, and eating breakfast was like fighting.

No, the two of them were fighting.

However, both of them knew their limits and didn't go for the kill.

Just as Yang Tao was building the second floor of the small bamboo building, a series of gong sounds suddenly rang out in the distance.

Yang Tao stopped his actions and looked towards the small path in the distance.

A group of people, knocking on gongs, were walking towards Si Mu's house.

Yang Tao looked at the golden coffin surrounded by people, as well as the Taoist priest leading the way at the front, and an expression of surprise appeared on his face.

"Chief Daoist Qian He??"

"Shouldn't he be coming tomorrow? Why is he here now?"

Si Mu also heard the sounds outside and, not caring about arguing with Master, hurriedly took Jia Le to meet them.

Master also became curious and took Qingqing to walk over together.

"Chief Daoist Qian He?!"

This time, what Chief Daoist Qian He was escorting was precisely a royal zombie with a century of strength.

The strength of this zombie was not something that Ren Fa could compare to.

Yang Tao also walked over from not far away.

Following Si Mu, he walked to Qian He's front, imitating Jia Le's appearance, extending the index and middle fingers of both hands, holding the right hand with the left and raising them above his head.

"Greetings, Martial Uncle Qian He."

A look of confusion appeared on Qian He's face as he looked at Si Mu.

"Senior Brother Si Mu, have you taken in another disciple?"

Si Mu shook his head with a smile and said, "I would like to, but unfortunately, this is Martial Brother Lin's disciple. He's just staying with me for a couple of days."

Qian He greatly admired Uncle Nine. Hearing Si Mu's words, a touch of excitement appeared on his face.

"Martial Brother Lin? Senior Brother Si Mu, are you saying that this is Phoenix… cough cough, Martial Brother Lin Jiu's disciple?"

While asking, he carefully sized up Yang Tao.

Yang Tao was also observing Qian He. Qian He could be said to be the most handsome of the three, Uncle Nine, Si Mu, and himself, with a tall figure and a face full of righteousness.

It's a pity that he didn't have very good luck.

'Qian He only plays the peak matches. As soon as he sees that his teammates are all trash, the opposing zombie king carries the whole team, and he wears a mask of pain on his face.'

Just as Qian He was about to say a few more words to Yang Tao.

A neither male nor female eunuch's voice came from behind him.

This time, Qian He was transporting the bodies of their ancestors for the royal family in the borderlands. The person speaking was their chief eunuch.

"This weather is really killing people!"

The chief eunuch twisted his body towards the location of Yang Tao and the others, holding a handkerchief in his hand like a girl in a brothel.

"Hey ~ Why did you stop?"

Qian He was very respectful to the gold master and quickly said, "Lord Supervisor, this is my senior brother's place. I don't have enough glutinous rice on me, so I specially came over to borrow some."

The chief eunuch rolled his eyes and said, "Then hurry up!"

After saying that, he twisted his buttocks and walked towards the little prince who looked only ten years old.