Junior Sister is skilled in subduing demons.

Chapter 145 The Reclusive Taoist Lingjizi

Faced with the lush bamboo forest, Tuantuan trembled with excitement, her round eyes wide open.

"Mommy, I want to get down, I want to get down."

Tuantuan couldn't wait to break free from Anzhi's arms and dashed into the bamboo forest like a happy little marble.

It darts and runs through the bamboo forest, its little paws lightly stepping on the soft ground, making a rustling sound. Sometimes it sniffs the tender green bamboo leaves with its little nose, and sometimes it leaps high to grab bamboo branches.

And so, the man and the beast hopped and skipped through the bamboo forest, sunlight filtering through the gaps in the bamboo leaves to create patches of light, while the bamboo leaves rustled in the wind.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Anzhi's eyes suddenly lit up.

The Bamboo Cottage comes into view; it is an exquisite bamboo house nestled in a lush bamboo forest. The walls of the house are woven from bamboo, and the roof is covered with green bamboo leaves, blending seamlessly with the surrounding environment.

"Wow, Tuanbao, isn't she beautiful?"

Attracted by Anzhi's surprise, Tuantuan stood on tiptoe to look curiously.

"Haha, you've finally arrived! I've been waiting for you for so long."

As a soft footstep approached, the hermit cultivator slowly walked over.

Anzhi looked in surprise at the hermit in a simple Taoist robe. He held a bamboo staff in his hand and walked with light and steady steps, as if he had become one with the bamboo forest.

Anzhi was slightly startled and quickly bowed respectfully, saying, "Junior Shen Anzhi greets the reclusive cultivator."

The hermit cultivator nodded slightly: "Come on up, just call me Lingjizi."

"Tuanbao, stop playing around, hurry up, we're here." Anzhi quickly jumped up the stone steps.

Just then, a large dog, neither too big nor too small, ran towards Anzhi.

"Wang Wang Wang..."

This startled Anzhi so much that he jumped onto the stone table. Seeing this, Tuantuan immediately went up and started fighting with the big dog. They both looked fierce and cute.

They rolled and pounced in the courtyard of the bamboo house, raising a cloud of dust.

Seeing that the two little ones were quite assertive, Anzhi reluctantly turned his attention to Sanren.

At this moment, the wandering man had a smile on his face, stroking his beard and nodding repeatedly, seemingly very satisfied with the fight between the two little ones.

"Duoqi, stop!" The Sanren's voice was deep, calm, and threatening.

The big dog then rolled over and glared fiercely at Tuan Tuan before backing away repeatedly...

"It's alright, it's alright. This is my pet beast, I picked it up from the glacier and snowfield. It's not big, only a year old." The wandering man stroked Duoqi's fur, quickly calming it down.

Duoqi means big dog; the big dog of the glacier and snowfield is the Tibetan Mastiff.

Anzhi was quite excited and immediately picked up Tuantuan, saying, "Tuantuan, don't be naughty in front of the immortals. Remember, they'll be your fellow disciples from now on, hahaha, understand?"

Tuan Tuan, covered in dust and dirt, looked at Duo Qi, who was already lying prostrate at San Ren's feet, with resentment and nodded. Then, she tentatively walked towards Duo Qi, but remained wary and hostile.

The two little ones finally quieted down, and Anzhi then respectfully said, "Rogue, Anzhi came here to learn under the guidance of the Bodhisattva. I am a disciple of the Sanqing Palace and currently a ten-coin demon slayer, but within my body..."

"Alright, now that we're here, let's not dwell on the past, let's move forward." After saying that, the hermit pointed to the bamboo house on the other side of the courtyard and said, "You can cultivate here in peace." After saying that, the hermit got up and prepared to leave, leaving Shen Anzhi completely confused.

Looking at the bamboo house that the hermit had prepared for him, Anzhi was very satisfied. The bamboo house was located in a quiet corner, surrounded by lush bamboo forests.

The bamboo house is ingeniously constructed, with each bamboo stalk carefully woven to form sturdy and beautiful walls and roof. Sunlight filters through the gaps in the bamboo leaves, casting a warm golden glow on the bamboo house.

"Sanren, is this... is this the bamboo house you wove? It's so beautiful," Anzhi asked with admiration.

"Hehe." The hermit stroked his beard and nodded, saying, "No, it was specially prepared for you by the old bamboo weaver."

An elderly man weaving bamboo.

As they were talking, an old man riding a mythical beast appeared at the edge of the bamboo forest. An Zhi recognized him at a glance; it was the same old man who had woven a bamboo lion mount out of bamboo sticks by the river.

The old bamboo weaver, with his otherworldly air, sat atop a bamboo lion and asked, "Recluse, is this the Heavenly Destiny Demon Slayer?"

Upon hearing this, An Zhi immediately sensed that the two old men must be very familiar with each other and had talked about him quite a bit in private. So he cupped his hands in thanks and said, "An Zhi thanks the old bamboo weaving master for his kindness. Your craftsmanship is superb."

"Haha, just kidding. The old bamboo weaving master's bamboo weaving skills are superb. In his hands, the bamboo seems to have come to life." Lingjizi's praise was like a gentle breeze in the bamboo forest, soft and ethereal.

The old bamboo weaver smiled and said, "You flatter me, it's just a little skill."

The old bamboo weaver exchanged a few pleasantries with Lingjizi, seemingly unfazed by the newcomer.

Anzhi was too embarrassed to go forward and disturb him, but in the blink of an eye, he broke out in a cold sweat. He saw Tuantuan lying on top of Duoqi, who was baring his teeth and making a buzzing sound, as if he was warning him.

"Tuanzi, you little rascal." Anzhi was afraid that Duoqi would bite him, so he quickly stepped forward and picked him up.

Tuantuan seemed to be struggling to get down: "Mommy, this big dog is so much fun."

"You, you, you..." An Zhi was so angry that she was speechless: "Come on, let's take a look at our new home."

Anzhi gently pushed open the door of the bamboo house, and a fresh bamboo fragrance wafted out. Tuantuan was then casually placed on the bed.

Looking around, the bamboo house is simply and elegantly furnished, with the bamboo furniture placed just right.

The sandalwood incense beside them emitted a pleasant fragrance.

"Tuanbao, this is our new home, do you like it?" Anzhi turned to look at the bed board, but Tuanbao was gone.

At this moment, Tuan came to Duoqi's side again, and it was very curious about this big dog.

"Hey, black cat, don't cause trouble in my house, or else..." Duoqi has a very strong sense of territory.

Duoqi's words immediately displeased Tuantuan. Its round body tensed up, and it stared at the little Tibetan Mastiff Duoqi with its round eyes, saying, "I'm not a black cat, you little dog."

"Little dog!" Duoqi felt insulted as a divine beast of the snowfield, and immediately stood up fiercely and cutely, pricked up its ears, and showed its sharp teeth: "Little thing, you better know your place in my territory."

Tuanzi wasn't afraid at all. She patted her round belly and said, "Okay, okay, I'll definitely share my bamboo with you every meal. This bamboo house will belong to Tuanzi from now on."

Having already formed a preconceived notion, Duoqi had already decided to kill. It bared its teeth and cautiously approached Tuanzi, then pounced like a vicious dog and began tearing at Tuanzi...

Hearing the commotion, Anzhi hurriedly ran out of the bamboo house and saw that Tuantuan and the Tibetan Mastiff Duoqi were fighting again. She felt helpless; how was she supposed to get along with them from now on?