I Alone Am Immortal: My Rebirth and Leisurely Cultivation

Chapter 331 What does "husband" mean?

Because Li Yan didn't massage Jiang Yingzhu and the others a few times just now.

Therefore, the time limit for his grandfather's trial card is also very short.

The clothes needed time to dry, so the three of them left the tie-dye shop first and chose to wander around the Bai ethnic village to experience the unique culture.

However, the village was small, and they finished exploring it quickly. The four then cycled to Xizhou Ancient Town to visit the Yan Family Courtyard and experience Jiama woodblock printing and Bai ethnic paper cutting.

Seeing that it was almost time, he returned to the village to retrieve his dried clothes.

Li Yan's hat wasn't very nice, but he planned to give it to Zhou Qinqin as a souvenir.

Since he was out having fun, Laba could only mooch food and drinks from Qinbao.

"Why don't you try changing into your dresses?"

Li Yan put his hat away and made a suggestion to the three women admiring the clothes in front of him.

The three outfits represent three different styles.

Jiang Yingzhu's light blue white dress with patterns of Cangshan and Erhai Lake is like the blue sky and white clouds of summer, passionate yet serene, free and transparent, and it goes well with Xiao Qingmei.

Mei Mengqian's dress was a shade darker, which made her look less lively and free-spirited, and made the Cangshan and Erhai Lake clearer, giving her a more serene and gentle natural feel.

In contrast, the senior student's skirt was the darkest color, giving it a sense of mystery, aloofness, and the solemnity of nature, like mountains and sea.

But because it's a skirt, this feeling is very subtle.

Both outfits are excellent, and Li Yan is quite looking forward to seeing them in dresses.

Upon hearing this, the three exchanged a glance and shook their heads in unison.

"Go back and change it."

"Yes, I'll wear it tomorrow."

Seeing this, Li Yan wasn't in a hurry. Summer was still long, and he would see it sooner or later.

Can't you frame the skirt?

One advantage of traveling in the summer is that the days are long.

When Li Yan and his companions returned to the ancient city, it was just getting dark.

"Want to have dinner?"

"Nonsense, you'll get hungry if you skip a meal."

Jiang Yingzhu rolled her eyes.

Mei Mengqian and Hua Junshu both agreed that the reason they could get along so well was because they were both foodies to some extent.

Besides, I've been cycling all day, so I definitely need to replenish my energy tonight.

So the four of them went to Foreigners' Street again, and Jiang Yingzhu finally got to enjoy the sauerkraut and beef hot pot that she hadn't been able to have the day before.

The shop was quite crowded in the evening, and the four of them sat down and waited.

Mei Mengqian was thinking that she had only been playing today and hadn't updated yet.

As usual, I started searching the entire image for materials, and then I noticed two students sitting in a four-person seat nearby.

She was certain they were students because she saw the two of them memorizing vocabulary words.

While others are playing on their phones while waiting for their food, you're memorizing vocabulary words while waiting for yours.

"Damn it, what the hell are they talking about? I really want to punch them!"

Jiang Yingzhu noticed Mengmeng's gaze, looked over, and immediately felt terrible.

"Use polite language."

Jiang Yingzhu glanced at Li Yan, "You're not under any pressure, so you'll definitely be civilized."

Of the four people here, she has the worst grades.

And they even went out to play.

There's nothing wrong with that; no one says that students with bad grades can't play during holidays.

The key is seeing others learning while you're playing.

Jiang Yingzhu felt that no one could understand her terrible feelings.

"Hey, I should have brought my homework with me. I could play during the day and study at night."

Li Yan chuckled, "Really?"

"Of course, Jiang Zemin's word is his bond."

Jiang Yingzhu had just finished bragging when she saw a smile on Li Yan's face that looked somewhat familiar to her.

What kind of smile was that?

Hey, this is going to be fun!

or.
Hey, I'm just kidding!
Sure enough, just as she had a bad feeling, she saw Li Yan pull out an English notebook from somewhere.

"I brought it for you, go ahead and write it."

Mei Mengqian and Hua Junshu glanced at his pocket, their eyes revealing varying degrees of curiosity.

Are men's pants pockets like magic bags? How can they hold anything?

They then realized that Li Yan had taken the English notebook out of his pocket!
How amazing! I want to touch it.

Jiang Yingzhu's expression froze; she felt like she'd been set up.

"I don't have a pen. If I did, I would definitely write."

"It's okay, I'll borrow one from the kid next door."

Jiang Yingzhu stared blankly at Li Yan, imagining her gaze as two nails, fixing Li Yan in place, unable to move.

However, things didn't go as planned, and Li Yan went to the two newborns next door.

At that moment, she also overheard the conversation between the two junior high school students next door.

"Little sister, does 'husband' mean wife?"

"No, it's my husband, brother, you're so silly."

The young man seemed unconvinced, "She's my wife!"

"Husband!" the young woman retorted defiantly.

"Wife!"

"husband!"

The two voices grew louder and louder. Jiang Yingzhu's expression changed from blank to subtle, with the corners of her mouth turning up. Then she took out her phone and started recording.

Yes, yes, yes! Shout it like that, louder!
Very well, Li Yan has been frightened by you.

Not bad.

Jiang Yingzhu couldn't help but laugh as she documented the sand sculptures.

The two children's argument grew louder and louder until the store gradually quieted down, whether people were paying or eating.

They all stared strangely at the middle school students at the table who were loudly calling each other "husband" and "wife."

They spoke in turns, as if competing to see who could shout the loudest and who liked the other more.
Li Yan silently retreated, and then saw the parents behind the two little kids returning with drinks, looking embarrassed.

There's more fun in being a chuunibyou (a person with delusions of grandeur).

He glanced at Jiang Yingzhu and the other two who were grinning, and suddenly asked, "What does 'husband' mean?"

"Husband x3"

"Ah."

As soon as Li Yan finished speaking, wisps of steam rose from Mengmeng's hair. She took out her phone and buried her head in it, as if she was trying to bury her head in her chest or into her phone.

Hua Junshu lowered his eyes. "Li Yan, you're bad."

"Die! Die! Die!!" Jiang Yingzhu's ears turned red as she reached out and pinched him.

"Hey, I was just asking about a word, that's all."

"hehe."

Ultimately, the matter ended with Li Yan taking back his English notebook.

That's how it is because the hot pot has been served.

The dinner table was quiet, and Li Yan didn't try anything funny to tease them.

After dinner, they returned to the inn, and the three of them went to their respective rooms.

Li Yan then opened the system panel in his mind and glanced at the task that had popped up during the day but which he had ignored.

As expected, it was the same travel mission as last time in Wudang Mountain.

The reward remains the same: inscribed Dao runes, and the reward is still the pills that can be made at the Qi Refining and Spirit Transformation stage.

He neither accepted nor rejected it.

Let it sit there. We can try it out when his cultivation speed slows down again.

Listening to the lonely sounds of the night, letting the breeze blow in through the open window and flow naturally throughout the room, Li Yan closed his eyes and began to cultivate.

"Snoring... Pfft~"

Standing on the steps, Jiang Yingzhu looked up and spat out a mouthful of water. She saw a seven-colored ribbon emerge from the white clouds and her eyes widened in surprise.

"Li Yan, look, I've created a rainbow in the sky!"

“I feel I should speak up for rainbows.” Li Yan leaned against the railing, gazing at the sky.

The rainbow is far away in the sky, yet some people say it was spat out by her.

What a joke, you didn't even eat rainbow candy.

"Tch, no imagination."

Jiang Yingzhu looked at Mengmeng, who was applying sunscreen to her.

"Mengmeng, let me demonstrate again. Can you pat it for me so it looks like I'm throwing up?"

"I...I don't know how." Mei Mengqian's eyes widened through her fingers, thinking that Zhuzhu was giving her too much credit.

While girls are generally good at taking photos, there are exceptions.

She doesn't use a camera often, and when she does take pictures, she just points them at objects.

For example, flowers and plants, wooden stakes, and telephone poles.

It has a style reminiscent of the previous generation.

Therefore, the pictures she usually posts on her WeChat Moments are not her own.

Jiang Yingzhu had already put mouthwash in her mouth, and upon hearing this, she could only look to her senior for help.

"I try my best."

Hua Junshu's photography skills are also mediocre, so he took out his phone when he saw this.

Jiang Yingzhu nodded and gave an OK sign.

After getting into position and waiting for her senior to be ready, she gave her a signal and immediately spat out the water in her mouth.

Click!

Li Yan snapped a candid photo of his little green plum spitting out something embarrassing.

Keep this in mind for later revisiting old grievances.

Meanwhile, the senior student naturally switched to an upward angle to view the sky, used the built-in editing function on her phone to edit a video for Zhuzhu, and then handed it to her.

"Wow, that's it!"

Jiang Yingzhu was delighted and quickly prepared her windproof and cold-proof gear. The four of them went out for dinner.

They then headed to Cangshan Mountain, where they planned to climb it that day.

As arranged by Hua Junshu, we visited one side of Erhai Lake yesterday, and today we'll try something different and then experience the other side of Erhai Lake.

What's on Mount Cangshan?

While eating the crispy rice cake in her hand, Jiang Yingzhu asked.

“Mountains and rivers, natural scenery, temples and towers,” Hua Junshu replied succinctly.

"Oh." Jiang Yingzhu didn't mind; she was going to go see it anyway.

"And Buddhist temples too."

“If a small mountain like Feiyun Mountain has a Buddhist temple, I think it’s normal for a large mountain like Cangshan Mountain to have one too,” Mei Mengqian said.

Jiang Yingzhu nodded, agreeing with her point of view, and murmured her own feelings.

"I wish I were a nun or a Taoist priestess. I wouldn't have to do homework, and countless people would come to see me every day."

The three remained silent; Zhu Zhu's ideas were sometimes quite peculiar.

Li Yan glanced at her. The little green plum's focus had nothing to do with Taoist priests or monks; she just didn't want to study.

Of course, they should be dealt with severely.

"Monks and Taoist priests now need diplomas; a bachelor's degree is generally not enough."

"Ah!" Jiang Yingzhu, who was dreaming of a carefree life of riding horses through the world, suddenly stopped. Sure enough, everything is inseparable from studying and taking exams.

After arriving at the scenic area by car, they chose to take the cable car to the top.

The cable car on the large cableway seats eight people per cabin, so they don't have to worry about being separated.

However, during the peak tourist season, queuing took a considerable amount of time.

I boarded the cable car, and there were several middle-aged and elderly people in the same carriage.

They had nothing to say to each other, exchanged a glance, and then sat down on opposite sides.

However, not speaking does not prevent anything.

They were quickly captivated by the scenery outside the cable car. As the towering mountains, over three thousand meters high, drew closer, Jiang Yingzhu and the other two couldn't help but hold their breath.

"Wow! It's so high! I heard that the cable car works on a similar principle to a person holding onto a rope with both hands. If we're not careful, we'll fall."

Jiang Yingzhu sighed, completely unaware of the dark-faced middle-aged and elderly group opposite her.

Before she could continue speaking, she felt her arm tighten. Turning her head, she saw Mengmeng, pale-faced, gripping her arm.

"What's wrong, Mengmeng?"

"You're afraid of heights, aren't you? Just don't look down." Li Yan had noticed her looking down earlier, so he reminded her.

"I...I can't help it," Mei Mengqian said, glancing at it again before gripping it even tighter.

(End of this chapter)