Chapter 132: 132

At that moment, Liao Tingyan pulled the share in front of Sima Jiao to herself.

Anyway, her boyfriend basically didn’t eat anything. He was the one who lived in the red dust and the fireworks but lived by drinking dew.

(Red dust:“mortal world” where temptations and/or sufferings are all around)

The elders sighed.

The little disciple wowed and said enviously, “It’s so good. If you have a Dao companion, you can eat a double portion. I also want to have a Dao companion. Sister Liao, is it hard to find a Dao companion?”

Liao Tingyan thought for a while, “It shouldn’t be difficult to find.” 

She didn’t even look for it, and the Dao companion showed up by himself, which was simply a gift.

Sima Jiao laughed. The kind of laughter that made Liao Tingyan look at him strangely.

Young disciple, “Really? Why can’t many seniors find Dao companions?”

There was a coughing sound in the barbecue area, and the single brothers each handling the food they brought, all felt a little sad.

There were really few female disciples in Gu Yuwu. The female disciples of the outer sects preferred swordsmanship and cultivation, and they didn’t like them. Moreover, many disciples were obsessed with farming and had no time to meet female disciples.

“Liao Shimei, come to taste this valley bar. It was brewed by me and my Shimei. The spirit fruit used to make wine is also different from the ordinary spirit fruit outside. It is a variant I planted. This wine tastes very good and even if one drinks a lot, they don’t get drunk. It is good for the body,” a gentle senior sister came to deliver drinks.　　

Then came seven or eight senior sisters, who sent a lot of nourishing and beauty-preserving drinks such as nectar and flower cream. Another sister gave her many handmade pure natural spiritual herb cosmetics, and shared with her a long time experience. 

Even an elder who peeped at them from time to time, came over and gave them a big pot of honey, “This honey is rare. It is all pure spirit nectar. My master asked for it for a long time and didn’t get a few spoonfuls. It is because Liao Shimei invited me that I brought it with me, please accept it.” It was rare for this Uncle to be generous. He smiled and said a few words.

The senior and junior brothers who were standing next to the barbecue greeted, “These vegetarian dishes also have a special flavor. Would you like to try them?”

Liao Tingyan came back with a lot of vegetables and a junior asked her, “Shimei, this is the melon I grew. Would you like to try roasting it? It is delicious!”

Several senior brothers pushed him aside, and smiled at Liao Tingyan, “This kid has a different taste from us. Don’t listen to him.”

“Shizu (niece), come, try this roast duck. We had many ducks in the valley. The meat is fresh and tender. It is a good spirit duck. Even Jiang Xiangji looks for us to supply it,” another uncle came with duck meat.

When Liao Tingyan heard that, she was surprised, “Jian Xiangji’s sauced duck is raised here? I like to eat that sauced duck!”

Yes, the sauced duck she often bought in the Demon Realm was imported from the realm of cultivation and produced by Jiang Xiangji. In the Demon Realm where dark cuisine was rampant, she lived on the sauce duck for so long. Unexpectedly, she and them had a deep bond so far, and because of this sauce duck, she had a lot of goodwill and sense of belonging to Gu Yuwu.

That was the sauced duck she had eaten for years! It turned out to be raised by this uncle!

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Sima Jiao felt the excitement in her heart, and his eyebrows moved slightly. Was it so easy for her to feel a sense of belonging?

Liao Tingyan: Oh, there are so many delicious foods here. I like them very much.

When the uncle heard her say that, he laughed happily, “Since you like it, I will get some more for you. Next time, if you want to eat, come to Yunhu Lake in Houshan.”

Having said that, his smile faded slightly, “It’s just a pity that in recent years, the spirit of the mountain is not as strong as before, and the taste of the duck is not as good as before.”

Liao Tingyan stopped chewing the duck, “Shibo (Uncle), what’s going on?”

The uncle did not know Sima Jiao’s identity, so when the new niece asked about it, he explained, “It is normal for the aura to fade, maybe it is affected by the earth roots, or it was just that the aura is exhausted. I don’t know how long Yunhu Lake will last. If the aura diminishes again, I will find another place for those ducks, but finding such a good place is hard. If I can’t find it, you will not be able to eat these ducks for a few years.”

The elders gave him vigorous gestures and wanted him to shut up and roll away. However, this uncle did not notice that his master and a group of elders were hinting in his back. He was so worried about that and was inevitably asked many questions.

“But the head and the elders are all thinking of a way. They will find the spiritual source and bury them in the back mountain. After some time, they may be able to give birth to new spiritual roots, which can delay the aura from disappearing. It is a pity that this spiritual source is precious. It is so hard to find, and a group of disciples and elders took turns to find it.”

Liao Tingyan looked serious. That was not a trivial matter. If the sauced duck that she had eaten for many years ceased to be produced, she would feel uncomfortable.

Sima Jiao: “…”

He massaged his forehead.

The uncle waved his hand again, “However, this matter has nothing to do with juniors like you. Since you are back, you can eat and drink! Come, eat more!”

That night, Liao Tingyan ate a lot, and the aura accumulated from that food also made her feel a little full.

Full of warmth…think about life.

Liao Tingyan grabbed Sima Jiao’s hand, “Big brother, do you think those delicious ducks… is there any way to rescue the spiritual energy of the mountain?”

Sima Jiao: “Yes.”

Liao Tingyan: “Really! But is it difficult to resolve this matter?”

Sima Jiao asked her to take out the makeup box, opened a drawer casually, and took out a white round bead necklace from it. Under Liao Tingyan’s puzzled gaze, he pointed to the eighty-eight bead necklace, “This is the spiritual source they haven’t found for several years.”

“Two of these are enough.”

Liao Tingyan: “???”

She had previously disliked this ugly necklace.

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