I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 303: Go to the idol's house

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No matter how An Lin complained, as the captain directly appointed by the Heavenly Court, Tang Ximen still had to take the blame.

"Oh... this is life."

An Lin shook his head and sighed, and followed Dabai from Yu Province to Shan Province.

In the detention center of a special department in Shaanxi Province, he saw those two Huashan Lunjian scammers.

Tang Ximen's cuffs were cut to pieces, and there were bloodstains on his strong arms and chest.

Wu Feng, the head of the Huashan School, had sword wounds on his calf and arm, and his clothes were tattered. When he walked on the street, he looked like a professional beggar.

According to the statistics of relevant personnel, the material cultural and natural heritage damaged by the sword this time is converted into a total of 50,000 spirit stones. Both of them are responsible for this fight, so each person needs to compensate 25,000 spirit stones.

Tang Ximen didn't bring that much money to go out, and there were only 20,000 spirit stones in the ring, so An Lin also paid 5,000 spirit stones in advance, and then they had to accept various ideological education work.

It is the people of the State Special Warfare Department who are in charge of this hard work of ideological education.

Not only Tang Ximen and Wu Feng wanted to listen, but An Lin was also educated.

After a lot of trouble, Tang Ximen was finally redeemed.

As for Wu Feng? He didn't even have that much money, so he could only sit in the detention center and think about life.

The elders of the Huashan sect were very angry with the head, and decided to let the head reflect in the detention center for ten and a half months, and then talk about the matter of recruiting people.

Before you know it, it's dusk.

When An Lin came out of the detention center and saw the sun again, tears streamed down his face, as if reborn, he couldn't help raising his arms and shouting:

"Fuck the captain!"

Tang Ximen: "..."

An Lin had a very fulfilling life today. He was bullied by Huang Shanshan three times, entered into a detention center twice, and had a profound ideological education, spanning half of Huaguo...

Well, such a fulfilling day is simply touching!

"Captain An Lin, I'm really sorry about what happened today." Tang Ximen bowed and apologized.

Even though his clothes were a bit tattered, he still had a full demeanor, just like the old Mr. Pian Pian.

An Lin waved his hand: "This is what I should do, but I'm a little curious, why did you go to see your friends, senior, and it turned into fighting with people?"

Tang Ximen smiled awkwardly: "At first, I wanted to briefly discuss the cultivation experience with Brother Wu Feng, and simply exchange ideas with each other. Hmm... Then I got angry and couldn't stop at all..."

An Lin was taken aback for a moment, then rubbed the space between his brows, not knowing what to say.

For a gentleman like Tang Ximen who looks handsome, he can't stop fighting, which is really speechless. Fortunately, An Lin thought that this senior was very reliable and reassuring. It seems that he judges people by appearance.

After chatting with An Lin for a while, Tang Ximen left again to find another old friend of his.

This frightened An Lin to quickly remind the senior a few more words, hoping that he can be a handsome man quietly, and inherit and carry forward the fine tradition of a gentleman who speaks but does not act.

Watching the senior leave, An Lin was still uneasy, and wondered if the senior had listened to his words.

Tian Lingling sat sideways on Dabai's back and played with her mobile phone, her tender and well-proportioned calves swaying gently against the evening sun, feeling a little comfortable.

"Fake Taoist, Elder Sister Dongfang heard that you are back, and asked if you want to come to her house for dinner?" She flicked the phone with her fingers and said suddenly.

When An Lin heard Tian Lingling's words, his whole body trembled, and a sense of happiness as a brainless fan surged into his heart instantly.

Dongfangxue's beautiful singing voice is still lingering in my ears, and I can't get rid of it.

This may be the legendary No Jitai come, the idol invited me to her house as a guest, hehe...

"Looking at your expression, it means you agree?"

Seeing An Lin smirking aside, Tian Lingling couldn't help but rolled her eyes, and said angrily.

"I must agree! Fairy Jingxin's kindness is hard to refuse, I still have to go." An Lin came back to his senses, and said with a serious face.

Tian Lingling pursed her lips, said no more, and flew to Dongfangxue's house with An Lin on Dabai.

An Lin downloaded Dongfang Xue's new songs in the past two years into his mobile phone, and listened to them one by one on the road.

Dongfang Xue's house is a river view villa, the scenery is particularly pleasant, through the window you can see the tall buildings and neon lights on the other side of the river.

The combination of the prosperity of the city and the tranquility of the garden gives people a feeling of being away from the hustle and bustle and watching the prosperity quietly.

An Lin and Tian Lingling came from the dog, and Dongfang Xue, wearing a long brown dress, stood at the door to greet her.

She has a slender and graceful figure, with skin like snow, and a pair of intoxicating autumn eyes, looking at the man in the sky from a distance, with a faint smile on her face.

"Fellow Daoist Anlin, long time no see." Dongfang Xue greeted with a smile.

"Fairy Jingxin, I am so honored to be able to eat the food you cook. I have missed that taste for two years." An Lin jumped down from Dabai and greeted happily.

Dongfang Xue covered her mouth and smiled: "Can you think about a meal for two years? Among other things, your word-of-mouth skills have really improved a lot in the past two years."

"Elder Sister Dongfang, what is lip service? The face of a fake Taoist priest is the real proficiency." Tian Lingling ran over to hold Dongfang Xue's arm and said with a smile.

"I'm telling the truth. I've visited so many gourmet restaurants in Kyushu, and I've seen a lot. Your cooking skills are definitely top-notch among those fairy chefs." An Lin ignored Tian Lingling's disturbance, He spoke very seriously.

Immortal chef is a very popular profession in the Kyushu world. Everyone is a local tyrant who makes money based on his strength, and Dongfang Xue's cooking skills are really top-notch in the eyes of people like An Lin who taste all kinds of food.

It's just that the earth's high-grade ingredients are relatively rare, and few monks can discover its value. If it goes to the Kyushu Realm, Dongfang Xue will definitely make a lot of money.

Well, Dongfang Xue is a cook who was delayed by singing.

Seeing An Lin's serious face, Dongfang Xue couldn't help laughing again.

Believe it or not, she must be a little happy to be praised like this, and immediately greeted Tian Lingling and An Lin to come in, followed by a big dog with round eyes.

The rich aroma of the food wafted through the room, making Anlin's stomach growl, and Dabai even drooled, looking like a hungry wolf pounced.

A table of sumptuous dishes, just looking at the appearance of the meals, can make people appetite greatly. Many dishes also exude faint energy fluctuations. It seems that a lot of precious ingredients should be used.

It could be seen that Dongfang Xue had put a lot of thought into this meal. Thinking of this, An Lin took out a green panacea and handed it over.

"Fellow Daoist Anlin, what are you...?" Dongfang Xue asked in surprise.

"When we reunite after a long absence, I always want to give some gifts to old friends. This is the elixir of Qingshen, which can permanently whiten and rejuvenate the skin. I hope you can accept it." An Lin said sincerely.

"Oh, how can this work, don't be so polite!"

"You must accept this panacea, we are old friends, so don't refuse!"

In this way, Dongfang Xue accepted the panacea "reluctantly", with a slight smile on her face, obviously very satisfied with the panacea.

The corners of Tian Lingling's mouth twitched as she watched from the side, she naturally thought of the scene with Sister Shanshan.

The exact same pill, the exact same lines...

Nima, can An Lin's face be thicker!

In this way, three people and one dog ate happily in a peaceful atmosphere.

(end of this chapter)