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

"Good brother! Let's have a toast!"

The man and the rabbit downed another drink.

Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing, who were sitting at the same table, looked at these two and moved their chairs to the side in perfect unison, as if they were afraid of catching some serious disease.

Wang Ye held a teacup and sighed helplessly.

"I'm truly impressed by Lao Zhang's social skills. He can even fool a rabbit into thinking it's his half-brother."

Zhuge Qing picked up a piece of frozen tofu and said with a smile:

"That's called birds of a feather flock together. Don't you think they're very compatible in some ways?"

Beside her, Chen Duo was sitting quietly next to Feng Baobao.

A plate of candied sweet potatoes was placed in front of the two of them.

The pulled-out sugar threads were quite long, and Chen Duo was carefully rolling them with chopsticks, having a great time.

Feng Baobao, as always, focused on efficiency, holding a spoon in her left hand and chopsticks in her right.

Xiao Zizai sat at the very edge, holding a clean rag in his hand, leisurely wiping his set of scalpels.

After eating and drinking his fill, he would wipe down the utensils he used for eating; this was his way of cultivating his mind.

Just as the atmosphere at this table was harmonious.

Zhang Chulan, who was quite drunk, suddenly made a new move.

He suddenly stood up from the stool, grabbed Xiao Wu's furry hand, and his eyes revealed a kind of bewildered fanaticism.

"Brother Wu! Just drinking isn't fun!"

Zhang Chulan shouted at the top of his lungs, "Today our ancestor has transformed into a dragon, and we have won a great victory. We must put on some entertainment to celebrate!"

Xiao Wu hiccuped, feeling dizzy, and asked, "What kind of show are we doing? Are you going to perform breaking a boulder on your chest for everyone?"

"What's with breaking those big rocks! It's so tacky!"

Zhang Chulan simply pulled up the fat rabbit that weighed several dozen kilograms.

"Let's dance! Let's dance!"

"It's such a pity you missed that 'Strange Disco' we danced in Biyou Village under the guidance of Master Shi!"

"Come on! I'll teach you today! It's super cool!"

As he spoke, Zhang Chulan gave Xiao Wu Ye no chance to refuse.

He grabbed the rabbit by the waist and held its paw with one hand, and started dancing right there in the aisle between the two tables.

"Hey! What are you doing?! Let go of me!"

Xiao Wu was startled and kicked wildly in mid-air with his hind legs, trying to break free from Zhang Chulan's clutches.

"Don't be shy, Brother Wu! Come on, follow my rhythm!"

Zhang Chulan closed his eyes and started composing his own background music:

"Boom boom boom! Draw a dragon on the left! Draw a rainbow on the right!"

He grabbed the fat rabbit and started wildly twisting his hips and shaking his head in the aisle.

That scene.

A drunken young man was dragging along a giant white rabbit with a face that looked utterly dejected.

In the lobby of a farmhouse in Northeast China, a bizarre and incongruous tango was being danced.

The visual impact immediately drew the attention of everyone in the hall.

"Hahahahahaha!"

After a brief period of stagnation.

The entire hall erupted in uproarious laughter that seemed to lift the roof off.

The men from the Xianjia region of Northeast China laughed so hard they slapped the table, tears streaming down their faces.

"Oh my god! Master Wu has been completely outmaneuvered today!"

"This young man is incredibly talented! Master Wu, straighten your back! Take a bigger step!"

on the main table.

The old master was drinking tea when he saw this shocking scene. He choked on his tea and coughed until his face turned red.

"That unfilial grandson... he's simply unbearable to look at..."

The old master covered his face helplessly, feeling that Longhu Mountain had completely lost face in Changbai Mountain today.

And Zhang Tianyi.

He didn't feel ashamed at all; on the contrary, his eyes lit up.

He skillfully pulled out his phone from his pocket, turned on the high-definition recording mode, and aimed it at the person and rabbit in the aisle.

"Good! My grandson's waist twist is quite graceful!"

While recording, Zhang Tianyi loudly cheered and even stood up to tap the rim of his bowl with chopsticks to keep time for them.

"Xiao Wu! Don't freeze! Follow Chu Lan's steps! Yes, one, two, three, spin around!"

"I'll record this video and then post it in our company's temporary workers' group chat, so those who couldn't come can also see it!"

Wang, who was listening nearby, shook his head and said, "Second Master, are you trying to push Old Zhang's record of social death in the world of supernatural beings to a new level?"

Liu Tianxian sat to the side, watching the chaotic yet vibrant scene.

There was no scheming, no fighting.

Only the simplest aromas and pure laughter.

She gently picked up her chopsticks, took a piece of sweet and sour pork, and put it in her mouth.

It's sweet.

"This human world..."

Liu Tianxian murmured something softly, and the corners of her lips involuntarily curved into a beautiful smile.

"It's definitely much more interesting than underwater."

Chapter 182 Parting Gift, Holy crap?! Where's my horse?!

The next morning, at a farmhouse at the foot of Changbai Mountain.

The snow has stopped, and it's a rare sunny day outside.

The sunlight shone on the snow, so bright that it was hard to open one's eyes.

yard.

Zhang Chulan, with his messy hair and rubbing his throbbing temples, was squatting on the steps, dry heaving.

Beside him, the fat rabbit was standing on its two hind legs, holding a steaming bowl of plum juice, and offering it to Zhang Chulan.

"Hey bro, have some soup to calm your nerves. You insisted on drinking with me last night, how about it, you give up or not?"

Xiao Wu grinned, his mouth agape, looking quite pleased with himself.

Zhang Chulan tremblingly took the bowl, his face contorted in pain: "Brother Wu, I'm truly impressed. You Northeastern rabbits are not only good fighters, but your livers are also made of iron."

Meanwhile, the convoy returning to Beijing is ready.

The old celestial master was saying goodbye to Guan Shihua and Liu Kunsheng.

"Alright, that's enough to get it here."

The old celestial master waved his hand, "The Liu family has just transformed into a dragon, and there are a lot of things in the mountains waiting for you to sort out. Go back now."

Guan Shihua, leaning on her cane, expressed her deepest gratitude: "Old Celestial Master, I can't thank you enough. From now on, if you give the word, the shamans of Northeast China will do whatever you ask!"

Zhang Tianyi didn't go to those formal occasions.

He was wearing a black turtleneck sweater, with one hand in his pocket, and strolled to an old plum tree in the corner of the yard.

There, Liu Tianxian stood quietly.

She wore a simple white down jacket today, and her long hair was casually tied back with a red ribbon.

It has lost that aloof and sharp edge, and gained a touch more human warmth.

Hearing the sound of footsteps in the snow, Liu Tianxian turned her head.

Those golden eyes were fixed on Zhang Tianyi, her red lips slightly pursed, as if waiting for him to speak first.

"What? You're reluctant to see me leave?"

The moment Zhang Tianyi opened his mouth, he completely destroyed any lingering feelings of parting that had just begun to form.

Liu Tianxian rolled her eyes and turned her head away in annoyance:

"Stop patting yourself on the back. I'd love for you to leave quickly so you don't waste my stock in the mountains."

"Saying one thing and meaning another."

Zhang Tianyi chuckled lightly, not caring at all.

He walked up to Liu Tianxian, so close that he could smell her delicate fragrance.

He put away his usual carefree smile and gave her a serious look.

“You just transformed from a dragon yesterday, and you seem very powerful, but you haven’t really stabilized your foundation at all.”

Zhang Tianyi lowered her voice a little:

"Although the dragon vein energy is immense, your meridians haven't fully adapted to this intensity of erosion yet. During this period, try to avoid staying up late and get more sleep."

Liu Tianxian was slightly taken aback.

She never expected that this sharp-tongued young Taoist priest would be so thoughtful.

She was well aware of her own physical condition.

Transforming into a dragon exhausted almost all of her resources, leaving her somewhat outwardly strong but inwardly weak.