Do You Know How to Capture a Villain? - Chapter 69.2

In contrast, he did like Ji Qingzhou more — She rejected Bingshuang even though she liked Bingshuang very much at the beginning. However, the more she rejected Bingshuang, the more she attracted the beast, such a proud spirit beast.

Still, back at Snow Lake, Ji Qingzhou eventually ran back and hugged Bingshuang, while Shen Rongyu left without looking back.

“Okay, let You You stay here until your return,” Elder Qu Ting broke the brief silence.

“En,” Shen Rongyu responded.

Before he left, Elder Qu Ting continued to feed the Profound Frost Beasts with his head down and casually said out of the blue, “Rongyu, that mortal is much smarter than spirit beasts, but of course, she is also much more fragile.”

However, Shen Rongyu had already taken flight with his sword, and it was unknown if he heard what he said.

Shen Rongyu did not go to Wen Ying, because he had spent time chatting with Elder Qu Ting for too long, so he went directly to Mingxin Lake.

Ji Qingzhou was indeed in Mingxin Lake. She patted Maomao’s head and squatted down to feed him carrots. Elder Qiao Shu was making dumplings. He looked at Ji Qingzhou and said, “Qingzhou, don’t feed him too much. Otherwise, he’ll be too full. Save some carrots for some minced stuffing for the dumplings.”

Hearing this, Ji Qingzhou immediately stood up and carried back the remaining half bag of carrots. Just as she turned around, she saw Shen Rongyu.

Shen Rongyu sheathed his sword and stared at her. Only then did he greet her, “Zhouzhou.”

“En,” Ji Qingzhou responded, and she asked Shen Rongyu, “Elder Qiao wants to make dumplings. Will you eat them?”

“Yeah.” Shen Rongyu placed Burial Snow under the bamboo corridor, right next to Ji Qingzhou’s Sansan.

Ji Qingzhou watched Elder Qiao Shu skillfully make dumplings. She blinked and itched to try.

“Elder Qiao, can I wrap one? But I don’t know how.” Ji Qingzhou rolled up her sleeves.

Qiao Shu was a little surprised when he heard this: “You mortals should make dumplings often, Qingzhou. Don’t you know how?”

In fact, Ji Qingzhou ate dumplings herself only a handful of times. She pursed her lips and shook her head.

Shen Rongyu turned his head to look at her, but only looked at her side profile and didn’t speak.

He seldom had any curiosity about people, because people were just that. In his eyes, they were all the same. Two identical people were no different to objects, to the extent where they were almost classified as one.

Shen Rongyu had never been curious about Ji Qingzhou. Even though she was such an oddity, she was no different than others in his view. Whatever it was, no one would wonder what kind of texture the meat on the chopping board had.

However, when Ji Qingzhou pursed her lips and shook her head expressionlessly just now, she drew his attention. This silk-like gaze was seemingly tied to his heart and when pulled, he suddenly felt a twinge.

Shen Rongyu fell into meaningless contemplation, knowing that Ji Qingzhou made the first dumpling under Elder Qiao Shu’s guidance.

Holding it in her hands, she handed it to Shen Rongyu and asked, “Xiao Yu-shixiong, does it look good?”

Shen Rongyu lowered his eyes and glanced at the strangely shaped dumpling. Even if he could spout nonsense with a straight face, he couldn’t string the word “pretty”.

He was silent for a long time, and finally opened his lips. Under Ji Qingzhou’s cautious and expectant eyes, he slowly responded, “Zhouzhou, you still have room for improvement.”

Ji Qingzhou failed to filter out Shen Rongyu’s implication. She happily put the ugly dumpling on the table, but Qiao Shu who wrapped the dumpling burst out laughing.

“Rongyu, stop talking about her,” Qiao Shu said with a smile, “Do you want to try it too?”

Shen Rongyu also started making dumplings. He was equally untrained but wasn’t as clumsy as Ji Qingzhou. This girl seemed to have gathered all her abilities in her head. As for her limbs, it could only be said that it was a miracle that they could still move.

Soon, he brought out a decent dumpling and put it on the chopping board. Ji Qingzhou looked at it and felt a little envious.

“Xiao Yu-shixiong, do you like dumplings?” Ji Qingzhou asked.

“As long as it’s edible, it doesn’t matter whether I like it or not,” Shen Rongyu replied.

Elder Qiao Shu raised his eyes and glanced at Shen Rongyu. He knew that the Dongshan royal family that Shen Rongyu used to belong to was a very traditional generation. Every year, dumplings would be made in the palace to celebrate the New Year. Now that his family was wiped out, he probably hasn’t eaten dumplings for a long time.

In the end, the dumplings made by Shen Rongyu were passable, but the ones Ji Qingzhou made were really ugly. Qiao Shu dropped all the dumplings in the pot and let them cook in the boiling water.

“It’s been a long time since the cultivation world has celebrated the New Year, but…it’s almost winter,” Elder Qiao Shu said with emotion, “You are leaving Xuanyun Sect too.”

While eating dumplings, Qiao Shu asked Shen Rongyu a question: “Rongyu, did Duanhong ask you to track down the whereabouts of that evil aura?”

“Yes.” Shen Rongyu nodded and replied, “At present, the elders of our sect have no extra hand to track this matter. The evil spirits spawned by the Earth Vein Ghost Qi are still raging everywhere in this world, so they can only entrust this task to me.”

“If you take Qingzhou with you and leave the Xuanyun Sect, protect her well.” Elder Qiao Shu smiled. “I gave her a small magic treasure that tracks evil demons. She can rely on this small magic treasure to track those less powerful demons.”

It was difficult for lowly demons to hide their aura, so they were easily captured by these low-grade magic treasures.

“Hmm. I can guide her along on the way,” Shen Rong Yu responded.

While they were talking, Ji Qingzhou lowered her head silently to eat her dumplings. She didn’t have the heart to leave the ugly dumplings she made to others, so she filled a big bowl full of ugly dumplings and ate them alone.

The dumplings she made had thick dough and little filling, which rendered it rather bland.

Shen Rongyu looked down at the bowl in front of her, wordlessly took her bowl and pushed his own over.

“Let’s exchange,” Shen Rongyu said. He lowered his head and took a bite of Ji Qingzhou’s dumpling. It was indeed tasteless.

Ji Qingzhou saw Shen Rongyu’s bowl was filled with the dumplings he made, so she pressed two fingers on the rim of the bowl and pushed it back: “Xiao Yu-shixiong, the ones I made are not tasty.”

When Shen Rongyu heard the words, he only looked down at her and said with a hint of banter in his tone, “It seems that you don’t want to eat the ones I made, Zhouzhou.”

Of course Ji Qingzhou was willing to try his buns, so she didn’t refute any more. She simply picked up Shen Rongyu’s bowl and ate slowly.

At this time, night fell, dusk was over, and the lanterns under the bamboo promenade by the lake were already lit up. With the cool, autumn breeze blowing, the light and shadows swayed.

Elder Qiao Shu ate a few mouthfuls casually, then looked at them with his chin on his hands. He also smiled helplessly, “Rongyu, who was it that said short-lived epiphyllums won’t grow a lot?”

The light in Shen Rongyu’s eyes under the thin ice deepened. He replied with a smile, “Difficult to raise, yes, but raising it is really interesting.”

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