She traveled to the fantasy world and fought monsters

One Yuanbao is equivalent to 10,000 Daobi. She earns one Yuanbao by selling a business idea, saving time and effort.

"This..." Shopkeeper Liu looked embarrassed. Who knew if she was lying?

"I earned over 10,000 Daobi yesterday from the Qingluo Clothing Shop, and that was in just one afternoon. If you buy my idea, you can use it to sell clothes for a long time, and the money you earn will be steady and long-lasting. One Yuanbao is not much."

Chou Chou discovered that she was actually a good businessman. She really followed the right master, who was good at both fighting and business, and had no worries about food and drink.

Manager Liu was moved by her words and agreed to buy her shop renovation method.

It took half an hour to instruct Manager Liu in the clothing store.

When I was leaving, an old lady selling lotus seed soup came to the store door.

"Is the lotus seed soup delicious?" she asked Chouchou.

Chouchou shook his head, "I haven't drunk it."

"Pack a bowl to take home."

"Where to take us back to? We don't have a home here."

"Ice Tomb."

"Master, are you going back to see the ice on Zishang Lake melt?"

"...Yeah." A happy smile appeared on her face, "Let's go back and visit that lonely old man."

Ice tomb.

Purple Lake is still frozen.

She stood at the gate of Yunzhong Pavilion carrying large and small paper bags.

I called Yi Yao a few times at the door, but no one responded. I knocked on the door and waited for a while.

She was wondering, aren't Bingyou and Yi Yao at home?

"Chouchou, fly in and see if there is anyone there?" she ordered Chouchou.

Chouchou hummed and flew in from over the courtyard wall.

She bought a lot of delicious food from Tucheng and wanted to let Bingyou taste it. Although Yi Yao was with him living in the lonely Bingling, he felt that he was also a very lonely person.

He saved her, and she was grateful, so she wanted to be good to him.

Maybe it was not only because he had helped her, but also because of the bowl of plum blossom jade crystal porridge he cooked for her.

"Miss Mu."

His cold yet slightly gentle voice sounded behind him.

She was a little surprised. It turned out that he had just come back from outside. No wonder no one opened the door.

Turning around, I saw him walking slowly towards me on a cloud of mist.

For the first time, someone reminded her of Mo Shang Ren Ru Yu.

She seemed to be in a good mood, with a smile on her face. It was the first time in his life that he had seen her look so bright and radiant.

The bright red silk dress looked neither vulgar nor flattering on her, but rather possessed a certain sassy beauty. Her peach-like eyes were filled with the vitality of spring, and concealed a shimmering radiance.

Looking at her, he was in a trance for a moment.

"Where have you been? I brought you something delicious."

She came towards him, her steps brisk, as if they had known each other for a long time.

The corners of his mouth rose unconsciously and he asked, "Where did Miss Mu stay last night?"

"In the tree." Because she had taken the ice-breaking drug, she didn't feel cold spending the night outdoors.

"In that case, why don't you go back to the Ice Tomb and spend the night?" He couldn't imagine that such a beautiful mortal woman would sleep in a tree for a night.

She enthusiastically shared with him: "I came back to tell you that I did a lot of things in Tucheng. I made a lot of money and killed a monster..."

He gestured for her to follow him into the Yunzhong Pavilion and talked as they walked.

She told him all her experiences since she went to Tucheng, chattering away like she knew them all.

They walked into the living room on the first floor and sat down at the tea table. He listened to her without interrupting.

Her voice echoed in the huge hall.

He poured her some tea, and just as she was thirsty, she grabbed the cup and drank it all in one gulp. She had finished what she wanted to say, but she still hadn't heard any response from him.

I saw him holding the teacup lightly with his slender fingers and sipping the tea carefully.

Quiet and elegant.

It made her seem as noisy as a little sparrow.

She suddenly felt a little embarrassed and lowered her head. Was she disturbing the old man? Would he think she was nagging or childish?

"Why don't you say anything?" He poured her another cup of tea with a faint smile on his face.

Oh my god, he looks so good when he smiles.

She held her teacup, staring at him intently. Those violet eyes were deep and captivating, their natural charm compelling one to stare a little longer. When he smiled, it was as if all the moonlight in the night was captured in his eyes.

He looked up at her, and their eyes suddenly met. Her heart skipped a beat, like when you suddenly hold your breath after jumping into the water, and her heart continued to beat wildly.

"I'm done." She smiled softly, a little embarrassed. "Am I being too long-winded?"

Indeed, no one in the past 20,000 years could tell him so much about himself in one breath.

Even Yi Yao wouldn't share with him the new things he encountered on his business trips. Perhaps it was because Yi Yao naturally respected and feared him, so he didn't dare to disturb his peace easily.

This feeling is quite strange, and he doesn't reject it.

"That sounds good to me." His eyes moved to the pile of paper bags on the table. "You said you brought me some delicious food?"

Oh, she almost forgot about that.

"I saw a lot of delicious food being sold on the street. You always stay in the ice house, so you probably haven't eaten much, right?" She said as she opened the paper bags and took out the food one by one.

There are lotus seed soup, osmanthus rice cakes, fried buns, sesame cakes, fragrant chicken, beef soup, and a bunch of snacks.

"The shepherdess is spending a lot of money," he said.

"It's okay, we share the happiness. When I make money in the future, I will buy you food often."

Not only did she want to repay him and treat him well, she also felt sorry for him. Guarding such a large piece of land, the King of Hell didn't even have a penny.

Yi Yao also said that he was famous. What's the use of fame? Fame alone won't make you hungry or warm, and money is not as real as it.

He didn't say anything, just stared at the food on the table, not knowing where to start.

"Let me tell you, the best is the fragrant chicken. It's so fragrant and delicious." She took off a chicken leg and handed it to him. "I can hold the chicken and eat it by myself."

Today, she exuded a bright and cheerful aura, even her tone of voice was light and cheerful. Her clear laughter echoed through the long-dead Yunzhong Pavilion.

His eyes lit up slightly, and he took the chicken leg from her. "You are small, but you have a big appetite."

"I'm not a kid anymore, I'm an adult!"

"Oh, how old are you?" He took a light bite of the chicken leg. The meat was delicious and the more he chewed, the more fragrant it became.

She was stunned for a moment. His tone was like an adult asking a child a question. He almost added the word "child" in front.

"Am I very young and childish in your eyes?" She pinched her thumb and index finger together and gestured.

He looked at her and said nothing.

As expected, a person over 20 years old looking at a person around 80 years old...even if an -year-old human looks at a child, they will feel a huge generation gap.

She was a little discouraged. "I'm 19, but I'll be 20 in a little while."

"You said the monster you killed was a baby-eating beast?" He didn't care about her age, but was interested in the baby-eating beast.

She nodded.

"Then you're in big trouble."