Qi Huan stood by the window of the restaurant's private room, stretched out his hand and pushed open the carved window, and a golden sunlight poured in.
"It's easy to get tanned." Mo Ye stood behind Qi Huan and pulled the window up again. He is a ghost, and of course he hates the sun. Although the sun won't cause any harm to him based on his cultivation, it still feels uncomfortable. Of course, according to Qi Huan's understanding, it is definitely a psychological effect. This man should squat in the corner and grow mushrooms.
"If you don't bask in the sun, you will grow poisonous mushrooms on your body!" Qi Huan slapped Mo Ye's hand away, and opened the window again.
"That's not right, you don't want to eat mushrooms anymore."
"Keep it for you to eat." He stuck his head out and looked down. The street market opposite was quite lively. The food stalls below exuded the aroma of food, which made Qi Huan's saliva drool.
Eat meat every day, and occasionally change the taste. Today, the girl is in a good mood, let's eat something else.
"Should I invite you to eat wontons?"
"...Can I get something more expensive to eat?" Qi Huan needed to use the word "please" for a few copper plates and a bowl of wontons.
"Then eat pie, that's more expensive."
Yes, a bowl of wontons costs five coins, and a pie costs six coins. The most tragic thing is that even if it costs six coins, it is Qi Huan who treats the guest, but he is still the one who pays the bill in the end.
Mo Ye moved his mouth and decided that it would be better not to argue with Qi Huan about paying the bills, as a man, he should support his family too! hey~
Dragging the reluctant Mo Ye downstairs, the two went straight to the food stall opposite. Qi Huan just squeezed in front of the stall and wanted to buy two pies to try, when he suddenly found a Taoist priest in Tsing Yi also squeezed in.
Except for the clothes on the Taoist priest that can be seen as blue, other parts are all black. Even Qi Huan, who had been rushing in, saw the Taoist priest, he couldn't help frowning and retreating. .
After a while, the pie stall was full of people pushed to the back and surrounded the city for half a small circle, leaving only the Taoist priest with stray hair standing in front of the stall.
"Boss, give me a pie." The Taoist groped for a long time, and finally found a piece of silver.
Although the boss was very dissatisfied that he had scared away all the guests, the business still had to be done. He shoveled out ten hot and fragrant pies from the pot, wrapped them in oil paper, and handed them to the Taoist priest.
The Taoist priest took the pie, no matter how hot it was, he opened the oiled paper and took a bite, chewed it wildly, stretched his neck and swallowed it.
Seeing that the Taoist priest retreated to the side, and the people who wanted to buy pie squeezed up again, Qi Huan moved slowly, and found that the boss had been surrounded by people, and he couldn't even see his head.
Forget it, I'm not too hungry anyway, so let's wait until the people leave. I blame myself for not having the aura of this Taoist priest, look at other people, buy things to clear the field.
Thinking of this, Qi Huan couldn't help but glanced at the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi again. At first Qi Huan thought it was nothing, but the more he looked, the more familiar the Taoist was. The Taoist priest's dry "chaotic" hair had a rather white face. Qi Huan was sure that he didn't know him, but he felt that he had seen this face there.
"What?" Mo Ye asked, following Qi Huan's gaze towards the Taoist priest who was holding the pie and gnawed on his mouth.
"Don't you think his face is familiar?"
"Well... it's a bit... like your nephew."
"... nephew? You mean Ling Yunzi?" Mo Ye mentioned this, and Qi Huan felt more and more that this Taoist priest looked like Ling Yunzi, but the expression on the Taoist priest's face was much richer. , the whole face of a wood!
After staring at the Taoist priest after eating ten pieces of pies, he found that he was looking at the wonton stand next to him, and Qi Huan felt that this little Taoist priest must have been reincarnated by a ghost who died of starvation in his previous life.
"Would you like to ask?" Before Mo Ye finished speaking, he realized that Qi Huan had already run over to the little Taoist priest.
Holding her breath, she poked the Taoist priest on the shoulder, "Master, are you from the Qingyun faction?" Qi Huan's question was quite straightforward. She was 100% sure that if this kid was from the Qingyun faction, he would definitely deny.
Why do you say that? Don't you know that people from the Qingyun faction are more afraid of death? He should say that he is from the Shushan or Kunlun faction. This is called framing!
"I'm from Shushan." The Taoist replied without thinking.
Look how accurate. Qi Huan felt more and more that he could actually set up a stall and let others do some fortune-telling. After a few years, he could become a rich man himself.
"It's weird, I'm also from Shushan, why haven't I seen you before?" Qi Huan looked puzzled. Although both of them were lying, Qi Huan was obviously a virtuous person, so the little Taoist priest heard Qi Huan's words. Say, without saying a word, go directly to the soil.
"Tsk, how can children be so irritable these days." Qi Huan snapped his fingers, a tiny thunder flashed, Qi Huan disappeared, and Mo Ye walked slowly towards the west gate with his hands behind his back.
"Huh, it's too much. I can't say that I am a disciple of Shushan in the future. Why are there so many people in Shushan now! I'm not afraid to eat the mountain bald." Drilling out, a dark yellow halo flashed from him.
"How can you be so sloppy as a disciple of Shushan, and you should be a little more glamorous when you go out, so that's how you look!" Qi Huan stood behind the little Taoist priest and pointed out.
"Well, it makes sense. It's best to pick up a set of Shushan Taoist robes that day, and you can go out to cause trouble under the name of Shushan." The little Taoist took the conversation very politely.
As soon as he said a few words, he felt something was wrong, why is there someone behind him? Turning his head to look, he found Qi Huan propped on the tree trunk with one hand, standing behind him smiling.
"My mother!" The little Taoist jumped all the way in fright.
"Don't call me mother, I'm not married yet." Qi Huan was quite dissatisfied with the title of the little Taoist priest.
"...You, you, what do you want to do?" He couldn't see what Qi Huan's cultivation was at all, only that she was definitely stronger than himself.
"I just wanted to ask if you are a disciple of the Qingyun faction." Qi Huan spread her hands, doesn't she look like a good person
"Sister, you've identified the wrong person, I don't know about the Qingyun faction!" I changed my tune. I'm quite satisfied with this title, Qi Huan. Sister, I'm still very young~
"real?"
"certainly."
"you swear?"
"I swear, if I were from the Qingyun faction, two thunderbolts from the sky would split my father." It doesn't matter, my father just finished the calamity recently, the little Taoist thought so.
Qi Huan nodded in understanding.
"Can I go now?" The little Taoist asked looking forward to Qi Huan, who seemed to believe his words.
Unexpectedly, Qi Huan shook his head again, "No, I still don't trust you very much."
The little Taoist priest was almost rolled his eyes by Qi Huan, can it be done, what the hell is this woman doing! Although he is indeed a disciple of the Qingyun Sect, but at the moment, the enemies of the Qingyun Sect are running all over the place. Who dares to say that he is a member of the Qingyun Sect? Isn't this courting death