"It's getting late, and it's almost time for supper. I'll leave after dinner!" Jiang Fan looked at Tianse and said.
"Can't you leave tomorrow morning? You won't see that woman tonight?" The saint's eyes became a little dim when he heard this, and hesitated and said softly.
"I won't watch it anymore, I don't have time. Let's find her when I come back!" Jiang Fan shook his head.
"That, I'm leaving after dinner. Go and fetch me water to wash my feet!" Jiang Fan turned his eyes and sat down and asked.
"Get water to wash your feet!" The saint was stunned, then immediately reacted, feeling very discordant, and asked unwillingly: "Let's discuss, can we change the conditions?"
"How can this work? We have already agreed. Do you want to break the contract? Then you really don't deserve to be a saint!" Jiang Fan shook his head unhappily.
The saint frowned and sighed helplessly, turned away. Jiang Fan felt proud. Although the saint was ugly, he was always the most noble person of the Monk tribe second only to the patriarch. I washed my feet and carried my shoes. I wonder what the feeling would be, so I couldn't help but feel a little excited.
After a while, the saint came in with a basin of water and raised his foot to bring the door, fearing that someone would see it. The water was placed in front of Jiang Fan, his face was red, and he stood there motionless.
"What are you doing? Hurry up, take off your shoes and wash them!" Jiang Fan urged, shaking his feet and urging.
"You are so stingy. I am a woman. You want me to really wash you!" The saint complained unhappily.
"This has nothing to do with being stingy. If there is an agreement, it must be implemented. It is a matter of character and principle. Hurry up, why don't I go out and drag a few people in to judge?" Jiang Fan could not let it go, and said with a sarcasm.
"You...you are cruel!" The saint was annoyed. He didn't expect Jiang Fan to be so serious, but he was helpless. He was even more worried that Jiang Fan would come in and talk nonsense, so he had to squat down angrily to take off his shoes and wash his feet.
"Tsk tsk, don't look at you who are not that, your hands are quite comfortable rubbing, it feels good!" He said happily as he watched the saint rub his feet.
I'm not that? Isn't that what I'm ugly? The saint was stunned and guessed what it meant. She was very annoyed and rubbed her feet to increase her strength.
"Hey, hey, what are you doing? Are you washing your feet like this? You are peeling them!" Jiang Fan immediately felt the pain in his feet and scolded him in dissatisfaction.
"This is how I wash it. If I don't feel satisfied, I'll pull it over. Why don't you wash it for me? "The saint looked at Jiang Fan with a grin and felt happy, and snorted coldly and retorted.
"Okay, okay, wipe the water quickly!" Jiang Fan said depressedly, lifting his feet from the water, deliberately lifting them a little, and almost reached the saint's face. The scattered foot washing water was lifted up and splashed onto the saint's face.
Fortunately, the saint was covered in a facial scarf, otherwise the foot wash would be in the mouth and nose, but the eyes were filled with some water. The saint said furiously: "What are you doing? You did it on purpose!" He hurriedly raised his sleeves and wiped his eyes.
Hehe, it was not intentional, but intentional! Jiang Fan was very happy, of course he couldn't admit it. He defended himself with a verbal explanation: "You rubbed your feet and were numb. If you lift them up, you will lose weight. No wonder I!"
What this said was clearly intentional! The saint was immediately angry and raised his hand to slap Jiang Fanyang in the air and slapped him hard.
When Jiang Fan saw it, he was overjoyed and couldn't find an excuse. He really helped and did not hide. The saint slapped his palm on the instep. Jiang Fan took the opportunity to fall and stepped on the edge of the basin with one foot.
With a bang, the basin turned over and poured most of the basin of foot washing water on the saint. At the same time, Jiang Fan pretended to be weightless, and when he staggered, he leaned forward, quickly took out the talisman bag with one hand and stuffed it into the saint's arms.
The Saint's mind was suddenly confused. Unexpectedly, it would be like this. The person had fallen to the ground, and was in a daze with wet body.
The talisman bag was returned quietly, and teasing was enough. Jiang Fan no longer wanted to wipe his feet and wear shoes. He knew that once the saint recovered, he would definitely go wild and get angry. He hurriedly carried his shoes barefoot and carried them barefoot three steps and two steps towards the door.
Jiang Fan's actions immediately made the saint come to his senses and screamed: "Don't leave!" While picking up the cup on the coffee table next to him, he smashed it hard at Jiang Fan.
Damn, you are a fool if you don’t leave! Jiang Fan quickly started to speed up and opened the door and went out to bring the door. Then he slammed the teacup on the door.
"Bastard, go to death!" The saint got up, jumped up in anger and slapped in front of the door and rushed to the door, and opened the door and chased out. However, he stopped immediately after he went out, then turned around and closed the door heavily, stomped his feet hard and started crying.
This humiliation is so great. The foot wash water is poured on your body, and even the masked gauze is wet. The face and mouth are stained with foot wash water. How can you not be angry?
The saint is not stupid. This is intentional. She was originally thinking about chasing her, but she was a saint. There were servants and guards outside. Wouldn't it be even more embarrassing to be seen? It was not decent. It would also reveal Jiang Fan's identity. She could only swallow her anger and knock her teeth and swallow it into her stomach.
Jiang Fan happily came to Wu Yazi and Li Yingjiao's room barefoot with his shoes, sat down and shouted: "Get me a basin of water quickly, I want to wash my feet!"
"Uh, what are you doing?" Wu Yazi and Li Yingjiao were chatting. When they saw Jiang Fan suddenly breaking in with his shoes in his hands, they all showed surprise.
"It's nothing. The weather is a bit hot. It's cool to beat barefoot. Stop talking. Get water and I'll wash my feet. I'll have dinner soon!" Jiang Fan urged casually.
"It's inexplicable!" Wu Yazi was speechless, gave Jiang Fan a blank look and stood up to fetch water.
Li Yingjiao was too lazy to pursue it, and Jiang Fan just couldn't understand it when he was doing things, so he asked, "I heard from the saint that you met the Emperor of Talismanship, you're fine!"
"It's not just that I met the Talisman Emperor, but even the Talisman Lord!" Jiang Fan smiled, and then roughly said the situation.
"Uh, then we have to leave immediately!" Li Yingjiao was shocked and suggested worriedly.
"Who said no, we will leave after dinner!" Jiang Fan nodded.
Soon Wu Yazi came to get water. Jiang Fan immediately washed his feet and put on his shoes to Sheng Lingyun's room, laughing and said, "Lingyun, do you miss me?"
"When you can't see anyone for a long time, why did you come back?" Sheng Lingyun ignored Jiang Fan's teasing and questioned dissatisfiedly.
"Where are you doing a big thing, let's see what this is?" Jiang Fan didn't care and took out a talisman sacred talisman seal and said.
"Wow, the talisman sacred talisman seal!" Sheng Lingyun's eyes lit up and snatched it happily, then placed the talisman seal in front of his forehead and eyebrows, and couldn't wait to absorb the talisman sacred talisman seal.
Damn, it's so urgent! Jiang Fan was speechless and had to wait patiently. After more than ten minutes, Sheng Lingyun absorbed the talisman seal and said excitedly: "I feel that the talisman skills in the talisman sacred talisman seal are so brilliant. I really want to practice well!"
"Okay, let's talk about the practice later. Clean up and we will leave after dinner!" Jiang Fan said with a smile.
"It's evening, where are you going?" Sheng Lingyun said in a daze.
"Leave Mengcheng area and go find the divine talisman pill?" Jiang Fan replied.
"Really, it's great!" Sheng Lingyun was so excited.
Sheng Lingyun had nothing, so he went out with Jiang Fan to the restaurant. Jiang Fan and his men's special envoy usually arranged a separate room when dining. Wu Yazi and Li Yingjiao had already started eating there.
Jiang Fan and Sheng Lingyun sat down and started eating. They didn’t see the saint and didn’t care. Sheng Lingyun was present and was teased again just now. It was normal not to join. They should eat in other rooms.