I traveled through the book and became a junior sister of a sect. The plot is decided by me.

The next day, the crisp sea breeze from the island and the sound of the Fu Sheng Sect's breakfast bell flowed into Gu Ning's fingertips and ears.

She stood in front of the window, stretched lazily, and watched the huge sun slowly emerging from the sea line. The orange morning glow covered the vast waves with a layer of rosy glow, and also covered Gu Ning.

Fan Sisi walked around the corner of the corridor and when she looked up, she saw Gu Ning in this state and couldn't help but smile slightly.

I have to say, without speaking a word or making any gestures, Gu Ning's quiet appearance does have a certain demure quality.

"Sisi, is it time to eat?"

The next second, the "tranquility" filter was shattered. Fan Sisi looked at Gu Ning in front of her speechlessly, and couldn't help rolling her eyes, "Eat, eat, eat, Gu Ning, is eating, drinking and having fun all you can think about?"

"What's wrong?" Gu Ning was not ashamed, but proud. "Eating and drinking are the most important things in life. I just have such a simple hobby. It doesn't bother anyone."

Fan Sisi was speechless. As a cultivator, everyone takes the affairs of the world as their own responsibility. How can they eat and drink so righteously?

But what Gu Ning said was right. Her simple interest really didn't bother anyone.

"Let's go." Fan Sisi pouted. "Your senior brothers and sisters have already gone there. After we have breakfast, I will take you to the fishing village. They should have started preparing things for the bonfire party tonight."

"Okay." Gu Ning walked out of the room without hesitation, and asked as he walked, "By the way, is the food in your Fu Sheng Sect delicious? A sect by the sea should have some seafood flavors, right?"

Fan Sisi rolled her eyes at her and said, "Don't overthink it. It's good enough to be full."

Gu Ning raised his eyebrows: I don’t believe it.

The next moment, standing in the cafeteria, Gu Ning saw the bland seafood porridge and a large bowl of dried fish and said: I believe it.

How could it not taste like the sea? As soon as he took a mouthful of the porridge, the pungent smell of the sea almost drove Gu Ning away.

Seeing Fan Sisi with a normal expression on her face, Gu Ning suddenly understood why Fan Sisi, the eldest daughter of an immortal cultivation family and the designated disciple of Fu Sheng Sect, would cherish a spiritual bun from Ming Yue Sect so much.

It’s not that I can’t afford seafood, but Lingmian steamed buns are more cost-effective.

Gu Ning thought so and swallowed the seafood porridge in his mouth with difficulty. He tremblingly stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a small dried fish and looked around.

Ye Xiaoshu took a bite of the dried fish without changing his expression. He raised his eyebrows at Gu Ning's indescribable gaze and said, "What's wrong? Not to your liking?"

"Is it delicious, senior sister?" Gu Ning looked at Ye Xiaoshu expectantly.

"Not bad, I've never eaten anything so special." Ye Xiaoshu nodded.

Gu Ning relaxed a little, took a small bite, and then his face changed, and he asked palely, "Senior Sister, is the food cooked by your family not very good?"

Ye Xiaoshu didn't understand, "It's delicious."

Gu Ning: Well, these people from the immortal cultivation clans all live on immortal energy and have never eaten any good food...

"Roast chicken?" Gu Ning raised his eyebrows. "How high is it?"

"Top-notch." This time, without waiting for Ye Xiaoshu to reply, Ye Shuming took over the conversation, "This is the most delicious thing I have ever eaten."

After he finished speaking, he drank the big bowl of seafood porridge, then stood up and poured himself another bowl.

"Alas." Gu Ning put down his chopsticks, leaned on the table and sighed, "The loneliness of being at the top, who can understand..."

Fan Sisi slapped Gu Ning on the shoulder. "Blah, blah, blah, the appetite is not what a cultivator should pay attention to. If you want to eat, the fishing village has fried fish and fried potatoes..."

"Let's go, let's go!" Before Fan Sisi could finish, Gu Ning jumped up and said, "Why didn't you tell me there would be a morning market? Let's go now."

Under Gu Ning's urgent urging, the few of them arrived at the fishing village a quarter of an hour later.

"Fried small fish and fried tofu."

"Seafood wontons, dumplings."

"..."

In an instant, the bustling atmosphere of the city hit him in the face. Gu Ning picked a wonton shop with the most people and squeezed in excitedly.

The next second, he hurriedly squeezed out and stretched out his hand to Fan Sisi without any hesitation, "Money."

Fan Sisi threw her purse out in annoyance, "What can I buy without money?"

Gu Ning chuckled, "I have you here."

After saying that, Gu Ning rushed back happily.

Fan Sisi crossed her arms and pouted, "Sister, didn't you give Gu Ning food?"

Ye Xiaoshu looked doting, "It's normal for children to be greedy."

Fan Sisi's lips curled even more, "Just let her be."

Ye Shuming nodded, "Yes, she is such a little sister, she must be spoiled. It's also because we have spent all our money, otherwise we would buy her a lot of candy."

Fan Sisi: ...

As he spoke, Gu Ning squeezed out from the crowd with a bowl of wontons in his hand and a slightly strange look on his face.

Fan Sisi's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that the food in this fishing village was not delicious enough?

"Brother, I see an acquaintance." Gu Ning carefully scooped up a wonton with a spoon and took a light bite. Immediately, the delicious flavor exploded in his mouth, and the delicious taste of the seafood was fully reflected.

She sighed with satisfaction, "This is what normal people should eat."

The fishing village, similar to the Fox Spirit Village, is a small village under the protection of the Fu Sheng Sect, and the people living there are ordinary mortals.

The atmosphere of worldly life is hidden in the streets.

"Who?" Meng Jia raised his eyebrows slightly. Judging from Gu Ning's tone, it should be a very unexpected person.

Gu Ning hurriedly swallowed the wonton before asking, "Bai A Shuang, do you still remember me, Senior Brother?"

"The little vixen from Fox Spirit Village?" Meng Jia nodded. "Why is he here?"

"No." Gu Ning shook his head, "It was a little girl who looked almost exactly like him."

Bai Ashuang's twin sister!

In an instant, this thought appeared in the minds of several people.

"It's very strange." Gu Ning continued, "Didn't they say that his sister is no longer alive?"

"Where?" Meng Jia's heart skipped a beat and he had a bad feeling.

The fox cub that died young was also Bai Ashuang who was hidden in the shrine. There was some strange connection between the two.

A scene flashed through his mind.

In a picturesque village, a little girl was being pulled by a person whose face could not be seen, and she walked out crying.

"Brother, I don't want to leave."

"Brother, wait for me to come back."

Shaking his head, Meng Jia pursed his lips, his face turning pale.

"The wonton shop is helping." Gu Ning pointed to the still crowded wonton shop and raised his chin, "Should we go ask?"

It is incredible that a little fox spirit from a fox village that died prematurely appeared in a fishing village where it is almost impossible for it to appear.

So they waited until everyone around the wonton shop had dispersed before they walked closer, pretending nothing had happened.

A little girl was squatting on the ground, washing dishes with her head lowered.

As it moved, a short white tail swept across the ground, drawing a gentle arc.

"Little kid." Gu Ning called out.

The little girl raised her head, and a face exactly like Bai A Shuang appeared in front of them.

"Who are you looking for?" timid voices sounded at the same time.