At this time, after Wang Zheng hung up the video, he quickly adjusted the camera and aimed it at the frying pan.

Then he turned his head inadvertently and saw me. After being stunned for a few seconds, a big smile suddenly broke out on his face. That smile was as bright as the warm spring sun.

Then, he suddenly pushed aside the people blocking his way, ran up to me, and said with eyes full of surprise and admiration: "You are the little boss, right? I've seen you in the video!"

I looked at this energetic young man with a kind smile in his eyes. I couldn't help but be infected by his enthusiasm and smiled and replied, "You can just call me Ling'er."

When Wang Zheng heard what I said, he quickly waved his hands and said, "I dare not shout, I want to take you as my master."

He knelt down with a plop, raised his fists above his head, and shouted devoutly, "Master, please accept Wang Zheng's greetings."

I was startled by his sudden kneeling and subconsciously took a step back. After I came to my senses, I quickly reached out to help him.

He said helplessly, "Why do you want to call me Master? What's going on?"

Wang Zheng stood up, a bright smile plastered on his face that seemed to last forever. He said, "Everyone on the internet is calling you Master now. I'm so lucky to have met you. This must be a chance God has given me."

As he spoke, he turned the camera towards me, and then excitedly said to the people in the live broadcast room: I want to take Xiao Dongjia as my master. "Everyone, please help me take a screenshot, this is the most important moment in my life!"

After saying this, he quickly knelt down in front of me again, loudly and devoutly calling out, "Master!"

I was a little overwhelmed by his actions and covered my face with my hands. Then I said half-jokingly, "Disciple, get up."

When Wang Zheng heard me call him "disciple", he immediately became as happy as a child and kowtowed several times with great joy.

Then he stood up, brushed the dust off his knees, and said, "Master, I don't have any valuable treasures on me right now. When I return to the sect, I will definitely give you a generous gift as a disciple."

As he spoke, he ran to the phone like a happy little deer and proudly shouted to the monks in the live broadcast room: "Did you just see it? Master called me his disciple!"

When the monks in the live broadcast room saw this scene, they were immediately overwhelmed by envy.

Some monks were so anxious that they scratched their heads and kept sending gifts, and even asked in the comment section: "Where is this? I need to find Master quickly."

Wang Zheng looked at the messages full of envy and jealousy in the comment section, and the smile on his face became brighter, with more satisfaction and pride.

Then he cleared his throat and said, "I don't know where this is either."

But don't worry, Master is here cooking herbs for everyone. I will film more of Master's daily life for you later."

As he said this, he placed the camera in front of the steaming pan.

Everyone saw the herbs in the pot and kept typing in the comments.

"Isn't this pot used for cooking delicacies? Why is it used for cooking herbs now?"

"Wow, did you see that? This looks like a thousand-year-old golden cicada! Oh my god! Why are such precious herbs boiled together?"

Another monk immediately retorted, "Why do you care what Master cooks? Master can cook whatever he wants. If I had such precious herbs, I would cook them all for Master."

This statement was instantly echoed by many cultivators, and the comment section was filled with comments like, "Master, just cook whatever you want. Why are you meddling in other people's business?"

Then, someone else commented, "Host, ask Master what herbs you need. If I have any, I'll send them to you right now."

As the barrage of comments in the live broadcast room scrolled rapidly like a tide, one sentence after another, various voices intertwined together, making it extremely lively.

At this moment, I suddenly heard my second brother calling my name loudly, and turned around to look.

I saw that my second brother and his men had successfully rescued all the people trapped in the cave, and they were now lying on the ground in rows.

I quickly asked Sister Yanran to help look after my mother, and then struggled to squeeze out of the bustling crowd.

At first glance, the rows of puppets lying on the ground came into view. They lay there lifeless, their faces as pale as paper, and their bodies so weak that it seemed as if a gust of wind could blow them away.

I immediately mobilized the spiritual power in my body, like an invisible net, and gently swept it over them.

After watching it, I felt relieved. As Yuwen Lingxiao turned to ashes, the puppetry that had been imprisoning them also collapsed and was completely released.

However, they had been tortured for a long time and their bodies were extremely weak. At this moment, they were barely breathing. The flame of life was like a candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time. The faint breath was floating in the air.

At this moment, I saw Su Qiyuan sitting quietly beside a puppet, his back looking so lonely.

I walked over quietly, taking every step carefully, for fear of disturbing him.

After walking to his side, I slowly reached out my hand and gently patted his shoulder, trying to give him some comfort.

Su Qiyuan noticed someone approaching, his body shook slightly, and he turned around. When he saw it was me, a glimmer of light flashed in his dim eyes.

He couldn't help but reach out his hand and held mine tightly. His hands trembled slightly, conveying his inner excitement and anxiety. It seemed that he had thousands of words to tell me.

But I didn't know where to start, I just held it tightly, as if I was holding the most precious thing in the world.

Then I looked carefully at the weak puppet lying on the ground. The conversation in the cave involuntarily emerged in my mind, and my heart was full of pity and doubt.

After thinking for a moment, I turned to look at Su Qiyuan and asked softly, "Su Qiyuan, this is your junior brother, right?"

Su Qiyuan stared at me with his eyes tightly filled with complex emotions, and did not answer my question immediately.

After a while, he slowly spoke, his voice low and full of anticipation: "Ling'er, you really can't remember him at all?"

Hearing Su Qiyuan's words, I frowned slightly and turned my gaze to the person lying on the ground again.

I concentrated my attention and looked at his face carefully. Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed through my mind, and a vague picture from that dream emerged, and it seemed that a similar figure flashed in it.

That figure carried a warm aura, like a family member.

I nodded subconsciously, but then shook my head, a confused look on my face, and said helplessly, "I don't know how to put it. I seem to have some impression, but it's very vague."