The god Qinglin, who had been in seclusion on the snowy mountain for three thousand years, woke up and dragged his stiff steps down the mountain.
Unexpectedly, the ancient jungle turned into a town full of fireworks, and Yao Cen, who has the ancestral fish killing skills in the town, was killing fish while scraping the fish scales flying.
"Sir, do you want to eat fish?" Yao Cen said cheerfully.
Qing Lin was stunned and nodded.
A very short story, personal imagination, no ending
Mission: Food and healing