Chapter 110 Just think that she stole this apprentice. Fang Muyan, who is only 25 years old, would not have thought that Wen Qiao would complain about his age. Of course, according to Wen Qiao, Fang Muyan is indeed a bit older. Generally, children from Xuanmen families will start practicing at the age of five or six, a little slower. He is fifteen or sixteen years old, while Quanyao is 22 years old and takes Uncle Mo Yi as his disciple. Compared with Fang Muyan, Quanyao is still a little younger.
Quanyao drank glutinous rice wine, because Wen Qiao only transmitted messages to Uncle Mo Yi, and Quan Yao never heard it, so until now, Quan Yao has only listened to Uncle Mo talking to himself, listening to what Uncle Mo Yi said They were too weak, Quan Yao couldn't help but ask: "Who is too weak?"
Wen Qiao drank wine.
Uncle Mo Yi said to Quan Yao: "It's that young man who smokes, he's too weak..."
Quan Yao heard the sound and looked towards Fang Muyan, who happened to be looking at her as well.
The eyes met, Fang Muyan's gray-blue eyes made Quanyao's breathing stagnate, and then he lowered his eyes and drank the glutinous rice wine with lingering the same time, I was confused, thinking about what just happened, and my heart felt like it was going to jump out of my chest.
Uncle Mo Yi didn't see Quan Yao's expression and said to himself: "According to the current aura, this young man's current achievements are already very good. It seems that he should have reached the level of alchemist, but in comparison, I still feel that Your apprentice is much more talented..."
Laymen, Taoists, alchemists, real people, heavenly masters. In the past, heavenly masters were rare, while laymen and alchemists were numerous. But now, it is already a great thing to see an alchemist. Like an alchemist, such as an alchemist. : The man who smokes; and Tao Tong: Ruyin Xiaotian, the seal of Xiaotian's father.
"Master Mo, thank you. Futianque only selects people based on their character. Although Xiaotian is naughty, his character is not bad." Wen Qiao said, and then he thought of something and asked Quanyao: "Quanyao, you have had dinner. without?"
"Nope."
"That's just right. The glutinous rice here is pretty good. I'll order one for you." After saying that, Wen Qiao asked Fang Muyan to order the glutinous rice. Over there, Fang Mingyan was barefoot, with one foot on the bench and hunched over, listening to Wen Qiao ordered another piece of glutinous rice and said with a smile, "How does it feel? It smells good."
"It's really delicious, but then again, why did you two think of selling barbecue?" Since you know how to do astrological divination, you should go to fortune telling. Why do you go to Dexiang to do a late-night snack business?
Fang Mingyan said: "It's not because of that haunted house. We are afraid that another death will cause the Yin Qi to leak out, so we deliberately run a late-night snack business in Dexiang to accumulate popularity and suppress the Yin Qi through people's Yang Qi."
"So that's it." Wen Qiao suddenly realized, and then asked: "I'm very curious now, are you the only two Taoist priests in the future? Or are there others?"
Those below half-immortal are Taoists, and those above half-immortal are monks. With half-immortal as the dividing line, the two sides are already different platforms.
Fang Mingyan: "Of course there are other people, basically scattered people, who formed a group to form a Mystic Arts Association, and set up stalls in Qingfeng Lane in Zhengnan District to help people read fortunes." After a pause, Fang Mingyan said: "Following As time goes by, there are not many people who are really capable, and even if they are, they are just scratching the surface. If we really talk about it, the only ones who can develop reasonably are the Yin family..."
Fang Mingyan looked at Yin Xiaotian, who raised his head proudly when he saw the Yin family being mentioned.
Humph, I don’t even know who it is.
"The Yin family inherits the Maoshan technique, right?" Wen Qiao said.
"Yes, Master." Yin Xiaotian nodded.
"That's no wonder." Wen Qiao murmured, looking at Yin Xiaotian thoughtfully. Since she is a descendant of Maoshan, does it count as betraying the sect by becoming her disciple?
"Master, why are you looking at me?" Yin Xiaotian was a little panicked. What is Master's look like?You don't want to kick him out of the school just because you want to see the Maoshan technique he learned at home! It has to be said that Yin Xiaotian's idea is a little closer to the truth.
"It's nothing." I bowed down. Futianque was famous for his domineering nature anyway, so just think that she stole this apprentice.
Fang Muyan had already cooked the rice and delivered it to Quanyao.
Uncle Mo Yi, who was invisible over there, couldn't wait to smell the aroma of the rice, muttering in his mouth: "It smells so good, it smells so good..."
Fang Muyan, who had originally left, seemed to feel something, and turned back to where Quanyao was. There, Quanyao was eating glutinous rice, and there was no movement around it be his illusion! Fang Muyan was suspicious.
At around six o'clock in the afternoon, Fang Muyan had already set up the table outside. After Wen Qiao and the others finished their meal, they ordered barbecue. Nian Chengxu was eating pork belly. When he glanced around, he didn't know whether it was intentional or not, but he saw it. Nian Chengfu is coming here.
Nian Chengfu was followed by Yan Cheng.
He quickly swallowed the pork belly in his mouth, and Nian Chengxu immediately stood up and shouted to Nian Chengfu who was close by: "Brother..."
Nian Chengfu: "Have you finished writing your review?"
Nian Chengxu: "...I'll write it right away."
When Nian Chengxu left, he didn't forget to sweep two chicken legs and two chicken wings on the table. Nian Chengfu sat down where Nian Chengxu had just sat, and then motioned to Yan Cheng behind him: "Sit down, let's eat together... ….”
Yan Cheng moved another chair over, picked up a piece of pork belly on the table and put it in his mouth.
Wen Qiao glanced at the boss's subordinates and couldn't help but say: "You two are really rude."
Yan Cheng smiled: "I listen to the boss."
Then he started eating without any hesitation. He ate as fast as the others sitting there. Seeing Yan Cheng's speed, Yin Xiaotian finished the food in his hands in a few seconds and then went to the table to grab a handful of sticks. After chewing the contents in his mouth cleanly, he quickly gave me a new one.
Seeing the speed of the two of them, Quan Yao joined the fast-eating team without saying a word.
And Wen Qiao, who witnessed all this: "..."
Very distressed.
She wanted to know if she could taste it in such a rough way? Seeing that there were fewer and fewer tokens on the table, Wen Qiao quickly grabbed the remaining ones and started to eat them hungrily.
Her always elegant eating appearance was ruined at this moment.
Nian Chengfu ordered a large amount of barbecue and filled the entire table.
Then there was a scene like this in the store. The small square table was filled with a mountain of barbecue. Except for Nian Chengfu, one person at the table was eating elegantly, while the other four were eating without caring about their appearance.
In addition, there is an invisible old man who is anxiously shouting around the table: "Save some for me, please, leave some for me, old man, I am very greedy, oops, I actually lost a piece of meat, you What a waste, apprentice..."
Uncle Mo Yi saw a very small and thin piece of pork belly that fell to the ground, and tried to pick it up, but failed. He could only make a sad and helpless face.
After Fang Mingyan finished serving the barbecue at the next table, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva when he saw the fighting power of these people.
At this time, Fang Muyan came to Fang Mingyan.
(End of this chapter)