I Alone Am Immortal: My Rebirth and Leisurely Cultivation

Chapter 260 Minors Cannot Do Many Things
In just a few words, Li Qingjie had finished resolving the matter and came out to ask:

"Brother Yan, where's that lighter? I have one on me."

"Ran."

"Huh? Why!?"

"I don't know, maybe he's not thinking straight."

Li Yan glanced at him. "Are you getting used to studying in the city?"

Upon hearing this, Li Qingjie's face immediately fell.

"It's not good, it's quite discouraging. I've discovered that many of my learning techniques were taught to me by the teachers here."

"It's normal. You'll get used to it after a while. It's mainly a matter of mindset."

The two chatted for a while, and soon Grandpa and the others arrived.

After burning paper money and paying respects at the grave, the morning wasn't even over yet.

On the way back, Li Yan lagged behind the group, talking on the phone with Jiang Yingzhu about what happened that afternoon.

Just then, the old man who had borrowed the lighter earlier walked over from the other side of the path.

Upon seeing Li Yan at the very back of their group, the old man's expression changed slightly, thinking to himself: He's followed us!
Just as the old man was looking at Li Yan, Li Yan also happened to look up at him.

Instantly, the old man's face turned ashen; he realized he was being watched.

The old man is quite superstitious; he often saw inexplicable things when he was a child.

But no one had ever followed him like Li Yan in broad daylight before. His fear grew, and suddenly his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

This left the Li family members completely stunned.

"What happened? Why did that person suddenly collapse?" Grandpa asked, puzzled. "Let's go take a look."

"it is good."

Uncle Li Jianwen walked over, and just then, Aunt pulled him.

"No, this is the middle of nowhere. What if it's not human? I've heard..."

Before she could finish speaking, Li Jianwen waved his hand.

"Stop spreading feudal superstitions here. What else could you be but a human being?"

The uncle went over to check it out, and Li Yan followed behind. The aunt didn't say anything when she saw this.

She also believes a little in things like feng shui, but if it doesn't work, she stops believing in it.

Li Yan, standing next to his uncle, scanned the old man with his divine sense and was somewhat speechless.

So easily frightened, yet trying to imitate others' loud mannerisms.

The person was quite healthy before, but after such a fall, it will probably take seventy or eighty days to recover.

Since he had caused this mess himself, even though he felt he might be being framed, he still decided to resolve the situation.

A slightly yellow pill appeared in Li Yan's hand; this was the Marrow Cleansing Pill he had refined.

It's that kind of shameful pill that makes you poop all over your body.

Li Yan did not give the medicine to Jiang Yingzhu and the other two because the effects of the medicine were still uncertain.

If the effect is too strong, it will be too obvious and needs to be improved.

So he decided to try this old man out to see how it went.

With a flick of his finger, and deliberately concealed, no one saw a pill disappear into the old man's mouth.

Just as my uncle was about to help the old man lying on the ground, he suddenly saw him open his eyes, and then black liquid flowed out of his seven orifices, which smelled extremely foul!
The uncle was immediately startled and took a step back. Then he saw black, viscous substance continuously oozing from the old man's body, and the unpleasant smell spread instantly.

Grandpa's expression changed, as if he also felt that something bad had happened, and he quickly waved his hand.

"Stop looking, let's go!"

The uncle nodded solemnly, and the aunt quickly covered her child's eyes and hurried after him.

Li Yan then used his divine sense to observe for a while.

'It's still too fast to watch; it needs to be made into a slow-release tablet.'

The laxative lived up to its name; Li Yan even noticed that the old man's intestines were instantly emptied.

If the Nourishing Essence Pill strengthens a person's foundation, then the Marrow Cleansing Pill refines, optimizes, and repairs that foundation.

Essentially, it cannot free people from the fundamental cycle of birth, aging, sickness, and death; at best, it can improve their health.

Since the last time I 'entered a dream', I discovered that the spiritual energy in this world does not support normal cultivation.

Li Yan was already considering using elixirs to help people achieve immortality.

The Marrow Cleansing Pill was just a small test; there will be more similar products in the future.

There's no other way; the overall environment is bad, so we can only strengthen the individual.

"The East is Red, the sun rises!"

The powerful singing voices came from the grandfather and uncle.

Clearly, they were all frightened by what they had just witnessed.

After all, a living person suddenly collapsed to the ground, and then an unknown, foul-smelling black liquid flowed from their seven orifices. This was followed by their entire body.

Just thinking about it is creepy, let alone witnessing it with your own eyes.

Therefore, led by their grandfather, the group returned to town singing songs.

They encountered many people along the way who looked at them with strange eyes.

Li Yan walked at the very back, feeling that the older generation was actually quite abstract.

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In the afternoon, when Li Yan arrived at Jiang Yingzhu's house, he found that she was alone.

Where are your uncles?

"I went back after visiting the graves this morning." Jiang Yingzhu took a bag of paper money from the storage room.

"They've all gone back to work. The thought of growing up like that makes me not want to grow up."

“It’s better to be a little older,” Li Yan said, taking the paper money from her hand.

"Where is it good?"

Li Yan sized her up, a meaningful smile appearing on his face.

“There are many things that minors cannot do.”

"Get out!" Jiang Yingzhu rolled her eyes; this guy never said anything nice.

"By the way! I was scrolling through Douyin (TikTok) in my city this morning and saw a group of silly people going to a grave. They were singing 'The East Is Red' as they walked back. Did you see them?"

Li Yan remained expressionless. "No."

"Really? I see someone inside who looks a lot like you." Jiang Yingzhu crossed her arms, her expression slightly exaggerated.

"Really?" Li Yan remained calm and took out his phone. "Let me see that video."

Jiang Yingzhu then forwarded the link, and Li Yan watched it once. The picture quality was clear, and it had already been viewed 10,000 times!
Who voted for Doujia?!
He clicked and long-pressed to report.

The category infringes on portrait rights.

"You whistleblower!" Jiang Yingzhu glanced at him sideways.

“Who’s talking about me? I’m a successor of socialism, and I can’t stand this kind of infringement. So I’m acting bravely for a just cause.”

"Ha, a whistleblower."

Li Yan stopped arguing with her, walked out of the house to the motorcycle, and patted the back of the motorcycle.

"Get in the car, shall we go back after we've paid our respects at the graves?"

"No, let's go to town and buy some snacks, like those fried dough sticks."

Li Yan nodded, waited for her to get in the car, then started the engine and sped towards Xiaodongshan.

A light drizzle fell on the mountain, but it didn't affect the burning of paper money.

After visiting the grave, he sensed that Jiang Yingzhu was in a low mood.

"Are you still going to town to buy fried dough sticks?"

"go."

Jiang Yingzhu let out a long sigh. She wasn't too sad; it was just that the rain had reminded her of a saying she'd heard from the villagers: "When it rains at this time of year, it means the deceased are returning to see their loved ones."

Sitting on the back of the motorcycle, Jiang Yingzhu felt the cold wind blowing in her face and unconsciously hugged Li Yan tighter.

She rested her chin on Li Yan's shoulder and said:

"Slow down, or you'll fall into the ditch."

"it is good."

Li Yan verbally agreed, but he didn't slow down at all.

Upon arriving in town, Jiang Yingzhu had fully recovered and enthusiastically found the stall selling fried dough sticks.

In fact, those weren't small fried dough sticks; they were long, thin dough sticks fried until golden brown, quite different from small fried dough sticks.

It has a sweet and slightly salty flavor, and it's a snack that the two of them loved to eat when they were kids.

Jiang Yingzhu simply forgot her name.

"Don't eat yet, let me take a picture first. How about a group photo?"

"it is good."

Li Yan leaned into the camera's view and put his hand on Jiang Yingzhu's shoulder.

It includes the two people, the street scene behind them, and the snacks on the small table.

At the foot of Feiyun Mountain, Mei Mengqian was also eating when her phone vibrated. She took it out and saw that it was a message from Zhuzhu.

Clicking on it reveals a photo above, in which Zhu Zhu and Li Yan are standing very close together.

Mei Mengqian pursed her lips and saw that her senior had already liked the post, so she liked it too.

She didn't think anything of it; Zhu Zhu and Li Yan were already very close.

I just want to hold something in my hand.

(End of this chapter)