Ding Ling Ling Ling Ling —!
The old pine door suddenly opened from the inside. Miss Maid walked out of the club with a broom and started her day's work — She started by cleaning the door and wiping the windows.
It had been several days since she moved the club back from South America. Miss Maid was familiar with the environment of this town. She knew where the market was and the discount time of the supermarket.
It seemed that waiting for the discount day to go to the supermarket had become her daily routine … Money was meaningless to her, but she didn't know when she started to have this habit.
It seemed to have started after the arrival of the current owner.
The pedestrians on the street were in a hurry to go to work. You Ye, on the other hand, was minding her own business in front of the door. She seemed to overlap with the people, but also seemed to be a virtual image. She was here, but also not here.
Suddenly, Miss Maid stopped what she was doing and looked to the side. She saw someone standing there in a daze, looking at her and the door of the shop.
It was a tall guy with blonde hair and carrying another man on his back — Momo and Zhan Er.
"Aren't you the senior's …"
"Do you want to have a seat inside?" You Ye just smiled and said softly, "If it's possible, please allow me to serve you hot scented tea."
Momo wanted to refuse, but nodded subconsciously, then followed this beautiful woman into this weird shop.
The temperature seemed to become comfortable in an instant. Although it was the middle of winter outside, there was a warmth that seemed to spread from the bottom of her heart and then dispelled the coldness in her body.
Momo looked at the teacup handed over by Miss Maid. He hurriedly wiped his hands and took the teacup from Miss Maid's hands.
"Excuse me …" Momo took a sip of the hot tea and felt more comfortable. He couldn't help opening his mouth, but he swallowed back his words.
"What do you want to ask?" Miss Maid stood in front of Momo, putting the tray in front of her and asked softly.
"Senior … Senior isn't here?" Momo looked around — This shop seemed to be more spacious than it looked from the outside … Was it so big?
"My master is not here for the time being, so I'll take care of this place for the time being."
Momo nodded and then smiled bitterly, "I didn't want to bother senior anymore, but I didn't expect to come to that senior's place again after a few hours …"
"Has Mr. Momo met my master?" Miss Maid's voice suddenly became louder.
Momo nodded and then told him about his encounter with Luoqiu in the ancestral mansion of Song Clan, "Thanks for your help, senior. Otherwise, I might have been poisoned to death."
"That's unfortunate, Mr. Momo." Miss Maid smiled, "It must be hard to be chased by so many people."
Momo forced a smile. Rather than saying it was hard, it was better to say that he was bitterly disappointed … Those guys who wanted to get the edict, their fanatical looks were still lingering in Momo's mind.
This was different from the sage-like demeanor he had heard about since he was young. As for transcending worldly affairs, that was even more impossible.
"Let's not talk about this anymore." Momo shook his head and sized up this shop, asking curiously, "Your shop … seems a bit different? What's the business here? "
When he noticed this shop, it seemed that the passers-by didn't notice its existence — A shop with such a unique appearance should attract some attention.
"Here?" You Ye smiled faintly, "This is a place to provide services and sell goods to those who need it."
Momo gave a start, "Provide services?"
"Yes." Miss Maid said softly, "No matter it's reasonable, unreasonable, possible or impossible, any request can be realized here … The things you want in your heart and the things you can pay for it."
Not knowing why, that senior's marvelous means flashed through Momo's mind … If this was the senior's shop, then this servant girl should be able to do it.
Possible, impossible … inconceivable.
"Can … can I also spend money here?" Momo asked subconsciously.
"The main thing is that any guest who walks in here can do so." You Ye said seriously, "But there's one thing I need to remind Mr. Momo, we only trade with precious things."
Momo glanced at Zhan Er subconsciously … 'Should I buy some help here?'
"Can … can I think about it?" Momo suddenly asked.
Because at this moment, he had a strange feeling in his heart … like a warning sign, warning him not to speak rashly.
"Of course." Miss Maid nodded, "As long as you don't regret it."
Momo nodded. He didn't dare to stay here for too long. After drinking a cup of tea, he left with Zhan Er. Perhaps it was just an illusion. When he walked out of the shop and didn't buy anything, he suddenly let out a sigh of relief.
'Find a place to have a rest. This is a town with many ordinary people. Even those guys who lost their minds for the imperial edict have to consider the consequences of messing around in the downtown.'
A great hermit hid in the city.
You Ye sent Momo to the door and watched him leave, saying with interest, "Cultivators are really special, they can even resist their desires … but because of this, they are more valuable."
Miss Maid continued to clean the window in a good mood — Because the owner was not far away from her, she could reach the owner's side in an instant with the current range of the club.
And she would go there personally.
…
The old bus jolted to a stop in front of the bus stop. After a while, an unusually large figure rushed out of the bus and ran to the corner of the wall at an extremely fast speed to vomit.
Song San looked at this huge figure with disdain — Who could imagine that Song Da, who was as strong as the God of War, would get carsick and vomit so violently?
This old bus in China smelled like a biological weapon!
That was Song Da's explanation.
"Find a place to have a rest first." Mister Blind 'saw' that Song Da was unable to move properly, so he could only shake his head and say, "All we need to do now is wait."
"Wait?" Song San asked curiously as he supported Song Da.
At this moment, the blind man casually said, "Since I can divine that my senior brother is here, he can also divine that I am here. Naturally, he will come to find me."
Song San was stunned. Could it be that the disciples of the Plainclothes Path had always schemed against each other?
"You martial artists can spar every day. Can't we Feng Shui masters spar?" As if he knew what Song San was thinking, Mr. Blind replied indifferently.
This scared Song San so much that he immediately shut his mouth.
Even though the three brothers usually called him Blind Mister, they were very clear that it was because Mister Blind was too lazy to be calculative, and they were thick-skinned.
"Alright then, let's find a hotel to rest … Blind man?"
At this moment, Song San's expression suddenly changed because he sensed that someone was quietly approaching him. Song San tried to release his qi to sense, but that person seemed to be faintly discernible, making him unable to lock onto him.
Faintly, Song San felt that his heart was beating very fast.
He seemed to hear the sound of footsteps — — these footsteps seemed to be stepping on the frequency of his heartbeat … — — No, it should be that these footsteps seemed to be controlling the frequency of his heartbeat!
In just a moment, Song San was already drenched in cold sweat and his back was cold.
"Retract your qi. If you continue to resist, your heart won't be able to take it." Mister Blind suddenly put his hand on Song San's shoulder and quickly said.
At this moment, Song San took a deep breath and slowly withdrew his aura. Only then did the feeling of terror gradually fade away.
At the same time, in front of them, a dignified beauty wearing a black dress appeared out of nowhere.
This woman with her hair tied up appeared very capable, but she also had an aura that was not easy to get close to … Song San took another deep breath. This was the person who could make him unable to withstand just the sound of her footsteps?
Was she … the same as Blind? Was she a person of that level?
However, this dignified beauty did not look at Song San. Instead, she looked directly at Mister Blind and asked seriously, "May I ask, are you Daoist Priest Qing Xiazi?"
"You are?" Mister Blind frowned.
The woman in front of him was faintly emitting a strong magic power fluctuation … He knew that this woman was not old, but it was rare for her to have such a cultivation level.
"My surname is Gong." At this time, the dignified woman said respectfully, "It was representative Lai who asked me to come pick you up. Representative Lai is already waiting for you in a tea house outside the town. Please allow me, Daoist Elder Qing Xiazi. "
"Representative Lai?" Mister Blind frowned again, then his fingers moved slightly.
However, Miss Gong had already quickly said, "Representative Lai is the walking successor of the Cloth-Clothed Dao. He's already one of the representatives of the Dao Association at such a young age."
"My Senior Brother's disciple …" Mr. Blind nodded. "Please lead the way."
"Please follow me." Miss Gong nodded and did not say anything else. She turned and left immediately.
Song Da and Song San looked at each other. The sickly Song Da looked at Mister Blind and asked, "Blind, is everything alright?"
Song Da suddenly felt that the Land of Chellona was very dangerous. Not to mention this Miss Gong, the two Young Masters he and Song San had encountered on the Wudang Mountain not long ago had frightening martial prowess.
Mister Blind said indifferently, "This is Mount Tai. The Dao Cultivation World and the Demon World will hold an exchange meeting here every ten years. Almost half of the people from the Dao World and the Demon World have gathered here now. Even I am not included … If there is really any danger, do you think it's useful to escape?"
At this time, Song San hesitated and suddenly said, "Blind, Old Master Song should have already arrived … Do you think something bad will happen to Old Master Song since the surroundings of Mount Tai are so scary?"
Mister Blind shook his head and said, "It's alright. The Song Family is full of lucky people who can turn misfortune into luck. Moreover, Old Master Song has a Zhi …"
"Zhi …?"
"Let's go, it's all right." Mister Blind said indifferently, "You'd better care more about Song Da. As a warrior, how could he get carsick!"
I'm really sorry …
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"Wang?"
Luo Dance blinked her big eyes and looked at Long Xiruo in her arms.
Why in her arms?
Because Luo Dance was holding Long Xiruo in her arms and flying in the sky unhurriedly.
Long Xiruo, who always felt a huge pressure behind her, frowned and said, "To be specific, it's the spiritual vein that turned into a dragon. It's not a natural dragon. It's a kind of luck dragon. In fact, there was such a spiritual vein under the city where we lived before. Originally, it almost turned into a dragon and gave birth to spiritual wisdom, but unfortunately … "
"Unfortunately what?"
Long Xiruo's eyes were a little gloomy, and she said casually, "Unfortunately, it's a silly child."
"Sister Long?"
Long Xiruo shook her head, "It's nothing, it's its own choice … Well, we're almost there. Let's go down from here. I remember there's a small village nearby. Some people live there, and there's a guy who shouldn't have stayed until now. "
"Who?"
"An emperor. His Dragon Qi was exhausted, but he was delusional. He tried to use the Dragon Qi to nourish his soul, hoping that his descendants could find a way to resurrect his soul."
Long Xiruo said indifferently, "When I found Wang, his Dragon Qi was continuously stolen, so he couldn't turn into a dragon. Later, I cut off the arrangement of the Feng Shui master, so Wang began to gather Dragon Qi again. But because of this, it was delayed for hundreds of years before he succeeded in turning into a dragon. Unfortunately, he was congenitally deficient in the end. "
"Ah! How could this emperor be so hateful! Sister Long, didn't you teach him a lesson? "Luo Dance asked angrily at this time.
Long Xiruo said helplessly, "Although he's an emperor whose Dragon Qi is exhausted, he's still a man of heaven and a pioneer of a dynasty. Even if he doesn't have Dragon Qi, he still has the merit of founding the country and the karmic position between heaven and earth. I can only stop his plan, but I can't extinguish his soul by myself, because it's equal to using my left hand against my right hand … Emperor Shinryū, it's so annoying! "
"Sister Long, you're also suffering." Luo Dance took out her hand and touched Long Xiruo's head at this time.
Long Xiruo rolled her eyes, "Then you should grow up as soon as possible. Maybe you can help in the future."
"I'm already trying to grow up!" Luo Dance said seriously.
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