Okay, Yunyou shut up. This granddaughter has a bad temper; it's best not to provoke her.

Zhao Qingyan was busy collecting the excess rubble she had shoveled into her spatial storage, waiting for Yunyou to roast the lamb before piling the rubble around the cave entrance.

On the one hand, it served as a barrier; on the other hand, it could be used as a weapon in critical moments.

Killing two birds with one stone. Zhao Qingyan cleaned her temporary bedroom, sprinkled some medicinal powder, took out a folding bed from her spatial storage, and laid out bedding. Perfect.

While roasting a whole lamb, Yunyou occasionally turned his head to look at Zhao Qingyan and pouted, "That girl is just being pretentious."

Although the voice wasn't loud, Zhao Qingyan heard it clearly.

"Heh, old man, what did you just say? So dramatic? Who? Me? You'll just sleep in a sleeping bag tonight, beds aren't suitable for you."

Yunyou wanted to slap himself right then and there. Why was he so stupid? What was he going to do now that he had offended this girl?

Although I can enter the space at any time, I can't take anything out. At most, I can sneak a little food in the space.

This is really not a wonderful thing.

The sycophantic wanderer has been launched.

"Girl, good girl, the old man is getting old and can't sleep on this stone floor. It's easy for him to have backaches, leg cramps."

If he catches a cold and can't walk tomorrow morning, you'll have to carry him on your back, which would be too much trouble for you.

It's all my fault, it's all my fault. Our girl is the cutest and kindest fairy in the world..."

Yunyou is truly shameless; he'll say anything to flatter you just for a folding bed.

Zhao Qingyan smacked her lips after hearing this.

"Old man, next time you say these things against your conscience, can you use your brain a little? Don't always use the same words. People need to know how to be creative."

Besides, if you really can't walk, wouldn't it be better for me to leave you on the mountain?

Why should I carry you back? It's too tiring. You're just a freeloader anyway.

Although you are my ancestor from a past life, I have never eaten a single grain of rice from you or spent a single tael of silver from you. I really have no obligation to support you.

Don't tell me about your good-for-nothing descendant; he was planning to kill me back then.

I was lucky to survive. I grew up in an orphanage, which is the kind of orphanage you have here.

So please don't discuss family ties with me; I won't buy it.

Besides, you're already so old, isn't living a whole life enough?

Since his aptitude is so poor, he can't cultivate immortality anyway. He might as well die early and be reborn into a wealthy family.

I don't know what's the point of your life now. You don't have a wife, you don't have children, and you're just living in someone else's body.

"Thinking about it this way, you've had a really miserable life."

Zhao Qingyan launched into a long, rambling monologue, leaving Yunyou nearly speechless.

If I put it that way, it seems like I've really lived a pretty unsuccessful life.

I have nothing. I have no money, no home, nothing at all.

His only possession—the "golden bowl" used for begging for alms—was inherited from his original body, and after his death, it would belong to the White Horse Temple.

Seeing Yunyou's wilted appearance, Zhao Qingyan felt a sense of satisfaction.

Since she's unhappy, she'll make everyone else unhappy too.

The lamb was roasted to perfection, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The seasoning was applied evenly and marinated thoroughly. Every bite was a delightful stimulation to the taste buds. It was simply wonderful.

Zhao Qingyan eats very quickly and eats a lot.

I felt like I'd almost finished half a sheep when I noticed Yunyou sitting there motionless, his usual gluttony gone.

Only then did he realize something was wrong, and nudged Yunyou's arm.

"Old man, what's wrong? What are you thinking about? This mutton is delicious. What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood? Did what I said really make you withdrawn?"

Oh, old man, don't think so much. No matter what, you're still my ancestor. Don't worry, I'll take care of you in your old age and see you off when you die.

If I have a bite to eat, I'll definitely share half with you, okay? Hurry up and eat the meat, see if I'm the one who cares about you.

No, old man, you're not thinking about how to insult me ​​to win back some points, are you?

"You can't do this! I've lived two lifetimes combined, but you haven't lived one lifetime as long as I have. How can you bully a child like this?"

Yunyou rolled his eyes and spoke slowly.

"You're so annoying. I'm trying to organize my thoughts and figure out the best angle to attack you so hard you'll question your existence. All you're doing is making things worse."

You're disrupting my train of thought. Fine, your ancestors want to eat meat.

You brat, so this is what you're thinking about me for? Look at you, both your thighs are gone..."

The roar of the wandering cloud echoed through the mountains and forests, eventually dissipating with the wind.

Early the next morning, Zhao Qingyan followed Yunyou further afield. Yunyou was skilled in medicine, and as they walked, he explained the pharmacology and properties of the medicinal herbs they saw to Zhao Qingyan.

Almost every time Zhao Qingyan goes into the mountains, she accumulates more knowledge about traditional Chinese medicine.

"Ancestor, wait a moment."

Zhao Qingyan grabbed Yunyou, who was about to continue walking forward.

He took out some of the stones that he had stored in the space last night and threw them forward with force.

Before Yunyou could even react to why he had been pulled away, a small, brightly colored snake darted out of the bushes ahead, clearly extremely venomous.

The little snake seemed to be filled with anger, and it darted out of the grass and quickly swam towards Zhao Qingyan.

Zhao Qingyan pulled Yunyou behind her and quickly took out stones from her spatial storage, aiming them precisely at the flower snake.

The flower snakes were incredibly fast at dodging, but unfortunately, Zhao Qingyan lacked any martial ethics; she threw them in handfuls. Small ones didn't work, so she used large ones.

A stone the size of a millstone struck the little snake.

It hit the little snake's head squarely, and Zhao Qingyan quickly turned her head away in disgust.

After slapping the grass with the stick in his hand, he squatted down in front of a red berry bush.

Yunyou walked up to the dead snake, squatted down, drew his dagger, and accurately dug out the snake's gall bladder, putting it into a porcelain bottle.

Then he begged Zhao Qingyan to put him into her spatial storage.

Zhao Qingyan had already carefully tied the red fruit plant together with red rope.

Yunyou's eyes lit up.

"Girl, this is a real treasure, at least a hundred years old. In my past life, I, this old man, only managed to get a few ginseng roots of this age."

I never imagined I'd encounter something this big in my lifetime.

Zhao Qingyan didn't stop what she was doing even after hearing that.

"Ancestor, were your martial arts skills not that great in your past life? You rarely went deep into the mountains by yourself, right?"

Yunyou fell silent, knowing better than to say it. This brat was born to be his nemesis.

Digging ginseng is still a better job; at least it's not so disheartening.

Zhao Qingyan knew that was the case. Although the internal energy cultivation method that Yunyou taught her was very powerful, it was not the one Yunyou cultivated in his previous life, but the original cultivation method of Yunyou's body.