Three days passed in a flash, and Fatty Fish finally sobered up.

Shi Lan tapped its bubble and placed the prepared peach in front of it.

The fat fish wagged its tail happily, while Xiao Ming, who had already swallowed the peach whole, gave it a disdainful look and lay down in its nest, suppressing its drool.

The fat fish hugged the peach, which was twice its size, and devoured it. After eating more than half of it, it probably felt sorry for the pitiful little Ming, so it used its magic to cut off the half that it hadn't eaten yet and put it to the little Ming's mouth, saying, "You big eater got a good deal."

Xiao Ming barked happily, wagged its tail, and finished off the fish in one gulp. When it looked up again, its gaze towards the fat fish was much gentler.

The fat fish, however, couldn't handle the sudden friendliness. It shivered, hid on Shi Lan's shoulder, tilted its head to look at Shi Lan's profile, and suddenly said, "Pretty sister, why are you wearing a mask like an ugly woman?"

Shi Lan was taken aback. "What did you say?"

The fat fish said, "The mask on your face is not quite the same as that of the ugly woman," it paused, "she doesn't have scars on her face."

Shi Lan touched the distinct scar and said, "You mean my face looks like the person who tried to harm me?"

Fat Fish nodded and asked her, "Could it be that she came secretly to harm you because she didn't want you to wear the same mask as her?"

Shi Lan twitched her lips, digesting Fat Fish's words.

If that's the case, it explains why Wanrou got angry when she called herself an ugly monster. But how did she manage that? Haoze and the other gods are all powerful. Even though this is Haoze's consciousness, and he has been severely corrupted by her, the others' cultivation is based on Haoze's previous impressions. The fake Lan's immortal power isn't very high, so there's no reason why they couldn't see through it.

Seeing Shi Lan deep in thought, the fat fish secretly reached out its fin and touched her cheek.

The icy temperature brought Shi Lan back to her senses.

Fat Fish smiled ingratiatingly, "I'll just take a look, I'll never let you take it off."

Shi Lan asked, "Can you take it off?"

Fat Fish looked at it for a while and said, "This is a bit troublesome. Let me take a closer look."

Shi Lan quickly closed her eyes and faced the fat fish, saying, "Then you should study it carefully and make sure you can take off this mask."

The fat fish circled Shi Lan twice, its mouth opening and closing as if in admiration.

After a while, Shi Lan opened her eyes and asked, "How is it?"

The fat fish shook its head.

Shi Lan was immediately disappointed.

Fat Fish said, "There's nothing we can do now; we have to wait for the baby grass to grow."

Shi Lan was extremely anxious. She had pulled the grass off at the roots, and it would take at least ten days to half a month for it to grow back.

"In addition," it glanced at Shi Lan and whispered, "I also need my scales and saliva."

Shi Lan blinked, finding it unbelievable: "You mean you want me to eat your saliva?"

Fat Fish quickly shook his head, "No need to eat it. My saliva can create illusions, but when combined with scales and baby grass, even the most exquisite illusions can be broken."

Shi Lan grinned, not doubting its words, but she still had some reservations about smearing its saliva on her face.

Seeing her disgusted expression, the fat fish immediately turned away unhappily. "If you don't want it, then forget it." After saying that, it turned around and stuck the energy shield to the jade pendant at her waist. No matter how Shi Lan coaxed it, it refused to show its face.

A few days later, Shi Lan felt much better, so she greeted Yunpu and went to the lakeside with a small jar of wine.

He threw down two pebbles and then sat down cross-legged.

As soon as the old turtle came ashore, it started sniffling.

Shi Lan pushed the wine beside her towards him, "Don't smell it, here, it's for you."

The old tortoise held the wine jar, took a deep breath, and was completely intoxicated.

Shi Lan couldn't help but laugh when she saw his drunken appearance.

The old tortoise opened his eyes and saw her smiling, then complained, "I really regret giving you the recipe." He put away the wine jar, sat on the rock, and said, "How could you do such a thing? You ruined an entire magnolia grove just to make wine. You've gone too far; we can't be friends anymore."

Shi Lan glanced at him and said, "I was afraid you would criticize me, so as soon as my injury healed, I rushed to bring you wine. Since you don't want to be friends with me, then return the wine."

The old tortoise chuckled, tucked his sleeve into his sleeve, and then asked, "Are you injured?"

Shi Lan smiled and said, "It's nothing. I just went out for a drive and ran into a madman. I accidentally got hurt."

The old tortoise looked her up and down and saw that she was noticeably thinner than before. He sighed and said, "You've only been in human form for a few days, and you already dare to flaunt yourself at the mountain gate." He clicked his tongue and said, "It took me two thousand years to leave my cave and five thousand years to travel around the surrounding seas. For a meat bun like you to be able to come back after going out is already a stroke of luck."

Shi Lan smiled slightly.

To be honest, she didn't encounter any major hardships on this trip. Even when that venomous python suddenly rushed over to cause trouble, she wouldn't have been so badly injured if it weren't for Wanrou, that killing machine, interfering.

Thinking of how she had to burn her immortal essence when she left, Shi Lan hardened her heart; this matter couldn't end like this.

Thinking of Wanrou, Shi Lan recalled the pit she had dug for herself.

The old tortoise looked at her with a puzzled expression.

Shi Lan smiled slightly and asked, "Anything interesting happening lately?"

The old tortoise said, "There is indeed something to talk about," he stroked his chin and said, "It has something to do with you."

Shi Lan raised an eyebrow. "How could that be? I've been quietly recuperating lately and haven't even left the house."

The old tortoise said, "Didn't you mention before that Qingyue and," he gestured towards the mountain gate, "are they related?"

Shi Lan blinked but didn't speak.

The old tortoise leaned closer and lowered its voice, saying, "A celestial lord somehow heard about this, and recently quite a few lesser immortals who knew about it have been injured by her."

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