Chapter 19: Home Stealers Must Die

"Moo!" The big black cow called out to Chen Xun. "Coming," Chen Xun turned around, his eyes lighting up at the sight of silver. A big spender had arrived. He smiled at Brother Yu, "Young master, my old cow has never seen silver before, please don't mind it." "No problem," Brother Yu blinked, accepting the broken silver, still a bit bewildered. He stood outside the crowd, while his junior brothers and sisters went to eat. He frowned slightly, looking at the big black cow, his eyes flashing with light. "A mortal body, no issues," Brother Yu murmured, then looked at the stall owner, "Also a mortal body, seems I was overthinking." Chen Xun's hand paused slightly as he fried rice. He sensed someone probing him, and his internal magic power fluctuated, but it was covered by the essence of all things. "A cultivator," Chen Xun continued to work on the food with a carefree demeanor, but his heart grew vigilant. He looked up, smiling as he announced the food was ready, glancing around at the people. "That little girl called him Brother Yu, this group is likely not to be trifled with," Chen Xun thought silently, his hands not slowing down, greeting everyone with a smile.

As midnight approached, the nearby townsfolk gradually returned home, and the streets grew sparse. Chen Xun also prepared to close up. "Gentlemen, ladies, we're about to pack up and sleep, please stop eating..." Chen Xun said in shock. This group had eaten here all night, and he was running out of ingredients, though he had made a good profit. Junior Sister Ye snorted, "Boss, keep cooking, we have plenty of silver." "Boss, your food is indeed good," Brother Yu said unexpectedly. Seeing his junior brothers and sisters praise it so much, he tried it too and found he couldn't stop. "Yes, boss, it's not like we're not paying," the others chimed in, their eyes full of admiration. "No more ingredients, everyone..." Chen Xun's pupils widened. Could cultivators eat this much? Mainly, his seasoning included some rare herbs they cultivated, which ordinary people couldn't afford. "Boss, are you here every night?" Junior Sister Ye asked with a happy smile, "I haven't had such good food in a long time." "Not necessarily, my stall is mobile." "Mobile?" "It means going with the flow, setting up wherever I feel like," Chen Xun explained. Staying in one place for too long wasn't ideal. "Why don't you come to our sect as a cook?" "Qingling!" Brother Yu scolded coldly, "It's time to go. If you say more, I'll send you back." Junior Sister Ye's hair stood on end, and the other junior brothers and sisters were also shocked. Brother Yu was angry. "Safe travels, everyone," Chen Xun said with a smile, finally seeing off this group of big shots. He breathed a slight sigh of relief, "Old cow, let's go." "Moo!" The big black cow ran out of the small house, and they began to push it together, effortlessly finding an empty grassy spot to stop. "Old cow, how much did we make today?" Chen Xun wiped his sweat, grinning, "Thanks for your hard work." "Moo moo~~" The big black cow nudged Chen Xun, feeling it was too formal. "Let's save up some money. We've spent the past few years arranging funerals for friends." "Moo." The big black cow nodded. Life was good now, without needing to socialize or meet anyone, otherwise, they would always disappear. It actually had many friends, as the neighbors often came to chat and share their thoughts. The neighbors thought the big black cow couldn't understand, but it could, believing they were sincere, and it liked listening to stories. "Old cow," Chen Xun suddenly slapped the cow's head, making it cry out in pain, looking at Chen Xun with puzzled eyes. "Cheer up, will you? Acting all deep?" Chen Xun feigned anger. He rarely saw the old cow's smile this month, "Why so down?" "Moo~~" The big black cow called softly, lying in the small house, licking its feet with its tongue, its eyes filled with sadness, unable to recover. "What we're doing is all good deeds. Just think about it, our friends will definitely be wealthy in their next lives, living well every day," Chen Xun said, using his trump card, "Heaven and Buddha will bless them." "Moo?" The big black cow's eyes lit up, excited about good deeds, as it firmly believed in them, "Moo moo moo?" "Really! I've already given them, otherwise, would I be like you?" Chen Xun said seriously, with conviction. "Moo moo moo moo~~" The big black cow immediately sat up cross-legged, continuously mooing, not knowing what it was chanting. Chen Xun shook his head with a smile, sighing slightly. His mindset was slowly changing, and this mobile little house was his first step. The longer they stayed in one place, the more attachments they seemed to have. They were not heartless people, ultimately not suited for the mortal world. "Moo!" "Finished?" "Moo~" The big black cow leaned against Chen Xun, grinning. It had given all the good deeds to its friends and would start accumulating again. "Hahaha..." Chen Xun patted the big black cow, leaning together as they gradually fell asleep.

In the days that followed, they lived freely in Panning City, wandering around, selling snacks at night, and shopping for supplies during the day, buying things they liked. A year later, Chen Xun's mobile little house had gained quite a reputation in Panning City, attracting many admirers who all gave it a thumbs up, delicious! Finally, on a sunny morning, while they were out shopping, their mobile little house was stolen... At that moment, Chen Xun was carrying two bags of meat, staring at the empty grassland. The bags of meat slowly fell from his shoulders, hitting the ground heavily, and also weighing down their hearts. "Where's our house?!!" "Moo moo? Moo!!" The big black cow cried out anxiously, running around the grassland, unable to find their house. Man and cow knelt on the grass, their eyes hollow, devoid of life. Home was gone again... "Damn it, damn it!" Chen Xun's face was filled with rage, veins bulging on his forehead, "How could such a big house be stolen?!" The big black cow trembled with anger, snorting at the ground, grass flying, too hateful, extremely hateful! "A gang, definitely a big gang!" Chen Xun spat, looking at the tracks on the grass, "Damn it, today we're going on a killing spree, all our pots and pans are in there, they've been with us for so many years!" "Moo!!!" The big black cow stood up, its muscles bulging, looking in the direction of the tracks. It couldn't have been moved quickly, even they had to exert a lot of effort. Chen Xun pulled out the long-lost bandit mask from his clothes, unbuttoned his shirt, revealing sixteen-pack abs, and slowly drew two mountain-splitting axes from his waist. The big black cow silently stood by his side. Their eyes both looked in one direction, Chen Xun's chest heaving, "Old cow, chase!" "Moo!!" Two figures turned into two gusts of wind, their eyes bloodshot, chasing madly. Today, they wouldn't stop until the world was turned upside down, the sun and moon darkened, and no one would escape! Home stealers must die! They crossed the grassland, crossed the bridge, and saw it, they saw their little house. Chen Xun roared in anger, leaping high and far. Bang! Chen Xun landed steadily on the mobile little house, majestic and imposing, coldly saying, "In broad daylight, under the clear sky, what are you doing!" He slowly turned, looking at the ground, his pupils shrinking. Why were they all soldiers? "Wronged!!" "Moo moo!" Chen Xun and the big black cow were once again thrown into jail. The reason was that his stall was too large, occupying the original spots of many townsfolk. Others needed to make a living too, and there were only so many prime spots. Countless vendors reported to the authorities, saying Chen Xun's little house was not compliant, making it hard for them to survive. Ten days later, Chen Xun and the big black cow walked out of jail in disarray. The days in jail were not fit for humans. They looked up at the sky, smiling, freedom was wonderful. However, the government was reasonable, returning their pots and pans, but the little house had to be dismantled, and they were told not to do it again. Chen Xun was grateful, crying tears of gratitude, praising the officials, and promising never to affect others again. It was their fault.