One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

Zhang Chulan and Wang Ye were stunned for a moment, then shook their heads.

"Is it like in anime, with things like a pentagram formation or summoning a great tengu?"

Zhang Chulan asked curiously.

"Anime? That's all just for you little brats."

Zhang Tianyi chuckled, his eyes gradually becoming deep and unfathomable.

"More than seventy years ago, these so-called great Onmyoji and Jonin from the East also set foot on our Chinese soil, just like today."

Zhang Tianyi's voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly to everyone's ears amidst the wind and snow.

It was a kind of contempt from those in power to those in power, and also a deep-seated hatred for one's country and family.

"They were dressed smartly, holding talismans and chanting incantations, looking very mysterious."

"But what actually happens?"

"They're just a bunch of thieves hiding in the gutter, surviving by stealing, kidnapping, and using despicable means!"

Zhang Tianyi pointed to the black snake carcass on the ground:

"They can't beat real experts in a head-on fight, so they prefer to resort to assassination, poisoning, and extracting people's souls to create those low-level shikigami!"

"What Kirie? What Foxfire? It's nothing but dog shit wrapped in cherry blossoms, pretending to be elegant!"

Zhang Tianyi stood up and stood on the sedan chair, wearing a black mink coat, looking like a demon god surveying the human world.

"Back then in North China."

"I've seen their proudest Hundred Ghosts Parade, and I've also seen the killing formations set up by their so-called Great Yin-Yang Master."

"Guess what happened in the end?"

Everyone held their breath, shocked by the sudden burst of fierce and ruthless aura emanating from Zhang Tianyi.

Zhang Tianyi grinned, revealing a set of white teeth:

"I tore all those people to shreds!! Hahaha!!"

Chapter 162 Is tearing apart a rhetorical device? No, it's realism!

In the snow-covered valley, the cold wind howled.

Zhang Tianyi's words, "I tore them all to shreds," accompanied by his unrestrained and arrogant laughter, echoed back and forth in the empty valley.

Zhang Chulan, standing to the side, twitched slightly on the face.

He swallowed hard, then cautiously leaned forward and asked:

“That…Second Master.”

"You just said it was torn to shreds...is that an adjective?"

Zhang Chulan made an exaggerated gesture with both hands in the air and chuckled dryly:

"It's that kind of rhetorical device... used to describe your unparalleled power, how you utterly defeated them, right?"

Zhang Tianyi's laughter stopped abruptly.

He lowered his head and glanced at Zhang Chulan over his sunglasses, his eyes sincere:

"Rhetorical devices?"

"Grandson, who taught you Chinese? I never beat around the bush when I speak."

Zhang Tianyi stretched out his hand and made a tearing motion in mid-air, his tone completely calm:

"Literal meaning."

"It's like grabbing the left side with your left hand and the right side with your right hand, and then 'sizzle'..."

"Tear it in half."

"..."

The entire room fell silent.

Shock!

Zhang Chulan's hand, which was gesturing in mid-air, froze.

Wang Ye silently put down the thermos he had just picked up.

Even the well-informed Guan Shihua and Liu Kunsheng couldn't help but shudder upon hearing this description.

Literally... torn to shreds?!

What kind of living Yama is this?!

He was sitting at the same table as Xiao Zizai!

Only Xiao Zizai, upon hearing this description, showed no surprise; instead, his eyes revealed longing and admiration.

"Grand and unrestrained, returning to simplicity... The methods of a true master have indeed transcended the realm of technique and reached the level of the Dao."

Everyone: "Brother Xiao, please shut up! The imagery is too vivid!"

"Cough cough..."

Just when the younger generation was so shocked by Zhang Tianyi's "realistic" style that they began to question their own existence.

The old master coughed twice at the right moment, breaking the somewhat eerie atmosphere.

He looked up at the sky.

At this time, the snowstorm deep in Changbai Mountain not only did not subside, but instead intensified.

"Second brother, let's not bring up what happened back then to scare the kids."

The old celestial master, with his hands tucked into his sleeves, said calmly:

"The snowstorm is too heavy, and the enemy is in the dark while we are in the light. Since those people were able to leave behind some tricks in the valley, they must have some backup plans ahead."

The old celestial master glanced at Zhang Chulan, who was shivering from the cold, and Zhuge Qing, who was stubbornly trying to maintain his composure, and sighed:

"These kids have been through a lot and are quite exhausted. Guan, is there a sheltered cave nearby? Let's rest for a bit and then sneak in when the wind and snow subside a bit."

Upon hearing this, Guan Shihua nodded quickly: "Yes! Yes! There's a bear cave sheltered from the wind less than half a mile ahead, and it's very dry inside!"

"Alright, let's rest in the cave first."

Zhang Tianyi yawned and lay back down in the sedan chair. "Xiao Wang, Xiao Zhuge, let's get back to work."

Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing lifted the sedan chair with tears in their eyes.

……

Before long, the group entered the cave that Guan Shihua had mentioned.

The cave was indeed very large and dry, large enough to accommodate the dozen or so people there.

But the problem is... it's cold!

This is the heart of Changbai Mountain, where temperatures can drop to minus thirty or forty degrees Celsius. The caves are chilly and icy, like giant natural freezers.

"There isn't even a single piece of firewood; we can't start a fire."

Looking at the bare cave, Liu Kunsheng rubbed his hands awkwardly. "Old Celestial Master, True Immortal, I'm truly sorry to have to put you through this. We Northeastern immortals are used to being rough around the edges, these conditions..."

"Wronged?"

Zhang Tianyi jumped down from the sedan chair, looking at him with a puzzled expression: "Who said we were being wronged?"

As he spoke, Zhang Tianyi reached out and gently patted the food pouch at his waist.

"boom!"

A wisp of white smoke dissipated.

Under the dumbfounded gazes of Guan Shihua, Liu Kunsheng, and a group of Northeastern fortune tellers...

Inside the cave, a whole bunch of things appeared as if by magic!

Tents, heaters, generators, lounge chairs, self-heating hot pots...

They have everything!

"This...this..."

Grandma Guan's pipe fell to the ground with a thud, and her eyes almost popped out.

"Are they here to fight a war in the deep mountains and forests, or to go on vacation?!"

Liu Kunsheng's usually stern face finally broke down.

"Chu Lan! Xiao Wang! What are you standing there for? Plug in the generator! Get the heater working!"

Zhang Tianyi sat on a folding chair like an old man, directing several young workers:

"Baby, boil the water and cook those boxes of Wagyu beef! Eating hot pot on a snowy day is the most comfortable thing ever!"

"Oh, I see."

Feng Baobao began unpacking the self-heating hot pot with a blank expression.

Less than ten minutes.

The once cold and gloomy cave has become warm and cozy, and is even filled with the enticing aroma of hot pot.

Several heaters were blowing hot air.

Zhang Chulan and the others took off their heavy coats and sat around several small folding tables, eating while sweating profusely.

Guan Shihua and Liu Kunsheng sat in front of the heater, holding the hot tea and self-heating rice handed to them by Zhang Chulan, completely bewildered.

They've been living in the mountains in Northeast China for hundreds of years, when have they ever fought such a rich war?!

After eating and drinking their fill, the atmosphere in the cave completely relaxed.

Zhang Tianyi leaned back in the recliner, holding a cup of hot cocoa in her hand, comfortably squinting her eyes.

Zhang Chulan, having nothing better to do, has his gossip-loving spirit burning again.

He moved closer to Zhang Tianyi, rubbing his hands together, and asked with a curious expression: