I Alone Am Immortal: My Rebirth and Leisurely Cultivation

What is Chapter 212 about?
The senior student was wearing a moon-white cross-collar ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) chosen by Mengmeng, with subtle green bamboo patterns embroidered on the lapel.

Her once full breasts appeared smaller at this moment, which he guessed was because they were bound.

The reduced physical impact of the outfit, combined with the fact that it accentuated her cool and aloof demeanor, made her appear even more striking.

A light blue silk ribbon was tied around her waist, like the finishing touch, perfectly unifying the senior's aloofness with the elegance of her clothes, making her appear elegant and serene.

In particular, the silver-rimmed glasses worn by the senior student were like a key to unlock the treasure trove of knowledge in her eyes, complementing the white jade hairpin inserted diagonally into her dark hair, which was styled into a bun, highlighting her scholarly temperament.

"nice!"

Li Yan sincerely praised Hua Junshu, saying that his appearance was a complete departure from his usual image.

Hua Junshu smiled and sat down at the table.

"I'm not pretty?!" Jiang Yingzhu asked from behind.

Li Yan's gaze fell on her. Unlike Hua Junshu, she was wearing a coarse cloth shirt with narrow sleeves, which did not flatter her plain figure at all.

But the distressed culottes tucked into her black boots made her long legs appear even straighter and longer.

A belt was tied askew around her waist, giving her a playful look. Her face was bare of makeup, but she wore a braid and held a kettle in her hand.

She looked like a spoiled brat from a wealthy family.

"Beautiful, beautiful. Come and pour the master a glass of water."

"Idiot, there's no water in this kettle."

Jiang Yingzhu pursed her lips and walked to stand next to Hua Junshu.

Li Yan didn't retort, but looked at Mei Mengqian who was following behind.

She had a beauty mark under her eye, her hair was styled in a bun with silver ribbons on both sides, and she wore a light purple half-sleeved top with a begonia-red high-waisted skirt. The skirt was adorned with bells that jingled as she moved.

It's clear that she intentionally reduced her aloofness, highlighting her delicate beauty, while adding a touch of liveliness with accessories.

"Hmm, not bad, not bad, she seems like a maid who accompanies the young master while he studies."

Jiang Yingzhu let out a long "Eh!" Hua Junshu glanced at him, and Mei Mengqian couldn't help but laugh. Then she felt her face getting hot, so she turned her face away.

"Narcissistic, who wants to be your study companion?"

"Isn't someone spending every day tutoring their child?"

"Humph!"

Mei Mengqian felt that he was being unreasonable, but she also felt a little ashamed because of it, so she imitated Zhu Zhu and snorted coldly, ignoring him.

"Hurry up, you're recording a video, we're about to start filming."

They had already agreed that the senior student would be the main speaker, and they would take turns speaking only when giving examples or making points one through four.

In one video, the group of people were parched and sweating profusely, but Li Yan was in good condition and looked refreshed.

Anyway, he doesn't have to move, just occasionally change his posture or position.

They just need to move.

It was already afternoon when I finished recording the video.

"Wow, we didn't have lunch. No wonder I'm so weak. It's all Li Yan's fault."

Li Yan, sitting to one side, looked over with a puzzled expression upon hearing this.

"It's not my business?"

"All you do is look around, you don't even know how to order takeout, you have no sense at all." Jiang Yingzhu criticized, arms crossed, perfectly befitting the tomboyish character she was playing.

"You're good-looking, but I wouldn't bother looking at most people."

"Ugh, you narcissist! Hurry up and order takeout!"

Li Yan shrugged and looked at Hua Junshu and Mei Mengqian.

"What do you want to eat?"

"I want to eat fried potatoes," Mei Mengqian said.

Perhaps because it was past mealtime, Jiang Yingzhu and Hua Junshu didn't want to eat a proper meal.

To avoid racking my brains, I chose to fry potatoes.

Fried potatoes are not available on food delivery platforms because they are mostly sold by street vendors.

Changing clothes was troublesome for the group, and going out like that would attract attention, so Li Yan went out to buy clothes by himself.

The quality of fried potatoes largely depends on the sauce used by each vendor. Strictly speaking, it's a variation of fried skewers.

Li Yan knew of a good stall in an alley near the school.

So I went there.

The stall was run by a couple, and because they were on holiday, they had a little girl with them.

"Boss, three servings of potato slices (4 yuan each), three yuan of stinky tofu, two skewers of pork tenderloin, one ham, two skewers of small steamed buns, one skewer of chicken strips, one skewer of squid, to go."

"okay!"

Seeing that he had ordered so much by himself, the couple, who didn't have much business, immediately got busy.

Since there was no one around at the time, Li Yan had a lot of things to do, and he finished his work quickly.

I also made him a lot more sauce.

The total cost was sixty-nine.

Li Yan carried the three large bowls back home, not thinking they were expensive; it was a normal price.

In the following years, a father and a sister started making fried skewers, and even in their sixties, they wanted to buy three large bowls.
I want to eat fart!
When Li Yan got home, he was stopped by his neighbor, Grandpa Qin, who was sunbathing at the door.

"Hey Li, did your cat appear in that video?"

Upon hearing this, Li Yan glanced at his phone and nodded.

"Yes."

He knew that Jiang Yingzhu had a routine of posting Laba Festival messages, and at first, it was just her classmates liking her posts.

Later, because Laba was considered clever and beautiful, it became somewhat popular.

It's not surprising that my neighbor saw it.

"Then you'd better watch out, or you might get carried away by something on the mountain."

"No, it won't happen." Li Yan shook his head. He could detect anything strange nearby with a simple scan of his divine sense.

He glanced around instinctively, then suddenly paused, looking at the bushes by the stream.

There was a young man squatting there, probably close to thirty, looking disheveled, staring at his door.

"What?"

Soon, Li Yan discovered some food on the ground that seemed to be contaminated with something, emitting a special kind of particle.

Li Yan scanned the man with his divine sense and discovered the cat-catching device.

He suddenly stopped in his tracks and glanced at Grandpa Qin.

"What a coincidence?"

Li Yan thought to himself, then asked, "Uncle Qin, what kind of creature on the mountain would carry a cat? It's so small, it can't even fill its stomach."

"I don't know. The things in the mountains are very wild and not afraid of people."

Seeing that he couldn't get any information out of him, Li Yan went straight back.

But his divine sense expanded outwards, enveloping Flying Cloud Mountain.

Finding a starving wild boar, Li Yan guided it with his divine sense to swoop down towards the man. By the time he entered the house, the boar had already rushed down the mountain.

The loud commotion quickly attracted the attention of the men on the riverbank.

When he looked in the direction of the sound, he immediately exclaimed, "Holy crap!"
"Where did this wild boar come from? What bad luck!"

The man had just stood up when he saw the enormous, ferocious-looking creature with its menacing fangs charging towards him.

He certainly didn't believe he could outrun that thing.

With no other option, he gritted his teeth and jumped into the stream without even bothering to pack up his phone, cat trap, or other tools.

The stream had a considerable flow, allowing him to lurk and swim freely.

Braving the biting cold of winter, the man swam quickly downstream.

Inside the house, Li Yan, who was eating, suddenly activated his divine sense, and the originally aggressive wild boar immediately lay bewildered on the ground.

Just then, it heard the sounds of humans banging gongs and drums and shouting loudly nearby, which startled it and made it quickly leave.

Seeing this, Li Yan activated his spiritual power, transforming it into an invisible hand to pick up the phone from the ground and smash the murder weapon.
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(End of this chapter)