I Am the Great Love Immortal Venerable

Half an hour passed.

The wooden board remained completely still.

Although the hard solid wood board was covered in dense, crisscrossing scratches, as if it had been repeatedly scraped by a screwdriver, its core remained undamaged.

Xie Yuling withdrew her spiritual sense in slight dismay, let out a soft snort, and glared fiercely at Lin Mo.

"Hey, can't you praise me a little? I've been practicing really hard every day this month!"

"Mm, very impressive, super awesome." Lin Mo's tone was completely flat, so perfunctory it sounded like he was reading from a textbook.

With a flip of his wrist, a cheap fifty-cent lollipop appeared out of thin air in his palm, delivered precisely in front of the girl.

"Hmph! Are you trying to coax a child?" Despite her words, the girl unceremoniously snatched the lollipop, cleanly tore off the wrapper, and popped it into her mouth.

The sweetness melted in her mouth, slightly soothing the frustration in her heart.

Just then, a sudden phone ringtone broke the quiet of the courtyard.

Who would be calling at a time like this?

It was probably Liu Zheng, the guy who always liked wearing a bucket hat.

Too lazy to use his spiritual sense to check, he simply picked up his phone and glanced at the caller ID.

"Oh ho, it's that kid Fang Jun. How did he know I was back?" Lin Mo was a bit surprised.

Xie Yuling sucked on the lollipop, a small bulge forming on her cheek, as she quietly peeked at the phone screen from the corner of her eye.

Meanwhile, Lin Mo's spiritual sense had already spread out instantly like an invisible giant net.

Under the shroud of his spiritual sense, Fang Jun's location, status, and even the way he was anxiously pacing around his room right now were clearly presented in Lin Mo's mind.

Nevertheless, he pressed the answer button first.

"Hello, what's up?"

Fang Jun's lowered yet incredibly serious voice immediately came from the other end of the line.

"Old Mo! There's something really important! You're the only one I dare to tell, and you're the only one who can help me!"

Listening to this tone that rivaled an underground party rendezvous, the corner of Lin Mo's eye couldn't help but twitch.

He subconsciously glanced at Xie Yuling. The girl was intently dealing with the candy in her mouth, her ears seemingly unmoving, but Lin Mo keenly sensed a faint, curious strand of spiritual sense quietly "sticking" over to eavesdrop.

Sure enough, human nature was simply to gossip.

Amused, Lin Mo didn't even bother turning on the speakerphone.

Actually, Xie Yuling had a ton of questions hidden in her heart regarding this whole spiritual sense thing.

For example, she recently discovered that her spiritual sense could pass through walls without any obstruction, and even... pass through clothes.

She really didn't know how to bring up such a private and slightly embarrassing question to Lin Mo.

Moreover, it was hard to speak up, especially since she felt...

In the end, Xie Yuling suppressed these questions.

For now, it was better to listen to the gossip.

Lin Mo cleared his throat, also lowered his voice, and played along with a deadpan expression:

"We're bros, just tell me what it is. I'll definitely help you."

Hearing this, Fang Jun on the other end was instantly overjoyed.

"It's like this, I got a date with Cai Junhuang! She doesn't have classes this afternoon, so we're going out! Hurry up and help me think, where should I take her? You're a master in the field of love, and I'm a complete idiot in this regard, I..."

Before Fang Jun could finish, Lin Mo had already turned his head expressionlessly to look at Xie Yuling beside him.

Sure enough, the girl was staring at him with a displeased expression, a cold smile playing at the corners of her mouth, and the lollipop in her mouth was being crunched loudly.

"A master in the field of love?"

Her eyes seemed to say, care to explain yourself?

Lin Mo only felt his scalp tingle.

This Fang Jun really knew how to bring up the worst possible topic! If it weren't for their years of brotherhood, he would definitely scam this guy to death.

"Ahem..."

Lin Mo took a deep breath, forcefully ignoring the low air pressure beside him, "First tell me, what does Cai Junhuang usually like to do, and what does she like to eat?"

"Food is a no-go." Fang Jun's tone immediately became professional. "She's a dancer, so her diet is strictly controlled. Her calorie intake is rationed, and she has to maintain her figure at all times."

After the twists and turns on Mount Tianyun and a month of settling down, Fang Jun had not given up; instead, he was even more determined in his thoughts.

"If you can't eat, then half the fun of a date is gone." Lin Mo stroked his chin.

"Yeah! That's why it's such a headache! I can't just take her to a park and sit there doing nothing, right?" Fang Jun's voice was almost on the verge of tears.

Lin Mo glanced at Xie Yuling beside him, who was still torturing him with her eyes, and then patiently guided him: "Besides eating, what else does she like but rarely gets to do? For example, watching a movie, going shopping, catching dolls in a claw machine, or playing some street game stalls."

Lin Mo could be certain that Xie Yuling had made a mental note of these things.

Because she was currently looking at him with an expectant gaze.

And Fang Jun on the other end of the phone also felt that Lin Mo's words made sense.

"I get it! Thank you! Master Mo! You are my most beloved Master Mo! Is there anything else you can advise me on?!"

At this moment, Fang Jun was as humble as an apprentice.

"First of all, don't prepare a love letter, and don't confess your feelings."

Hearing this, Lin Mo felt a gaze from behind him.

On the other end of the phone, Fang Jun looked at an envelope on his desk, then maintained his humility and said: "Please continue."

"Putting aside whether love letters are cringeworthy or not, a confession is not the bugle call to launch an attack, but the horn to signal victory. When you're not sure how the other party feels about you, don't act recklessly, otherwise it will make things very awkward for them."

Hearing this, Fang Jun felt it made a lot of sense and jotted it down.

The girl behind him also looked thoughtful.

"Also, don't package this activity as a date, or go into it with the mindset of a date. That will also make her uncomfortable, and she might even distance herself from you."

Fang Jun continued to take notes.

"Anything else?!"

Lin Mo thought for a moment and had nothing else to say, so he could only give one last instruction.

"Just improvise, and protect your girl well."

"Copy that! Sir!"

Fang Jun hung up the phone with lightning speed.

When Lin Mo turned his head back, he saw Anya with squinted eyes.

No, it was Xie Yuling making the squinting-eyes expression of Anya.

(Mature readers can already imagine the picture themselves; uploading a picture on my end is too troublesome)

"So where are we going today? Watching a movie? Shopping? Catching dolls? Playing at street game stalls?"

Lin Mo scratched his head.

"Sure, anything works. You're Her Royal Highness the Princess, I'm fine with anything."

"I'm a princess, so are you a knight? Or a prince?"

"I am the Great Love Immortal Venerable," Lin Mo said decisively.

Then Lin Mo received a punch.

It was probably the term "Great Love" that agitated a certain girl.

"I hate you, I'm not going out to play with you anymore."

After saying that, the girl immediately went downstairs.

Lin Mo shouted at the top of the stairs: "Hey! If you don't hang out with me, no one else will."

"Aren't you the Great Love Immortal Venerable? Go find those people who can share your great love to play with."

Heh, the girl was jealous.

A little bit tsundere.

Today I had Chao Fa beef hotpot. I feel the beef itself is a bit tastier than Baheli's, but their beef meatballs fall a bit short in comparison.

Chao Fa's beef is all freshly cut and delivered straight from the slaughterhouse over in Jianggao, Guangzhou.

I've eaten there once before, and the quality of the meat really is excellent.

After finishing the meal, I still have to come back and type my heart out!

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