After having breakfast at the hotel the next morning, Tang Muchen took the meal with him and followed the bodyguard team headed by Tang Tianyuan on a chartered flight to City S.
Tang Muchen's own plane was parked at the airport in City S. The airport in Qingcheng was too small and there was no parking space for private jets, so Tang Tianyuan had no choice but to charter a flight.
Fanfan was making an airplane for the first time, and he was full of curiosity about airplanes. He was also full of yearning for the 10,000-meter altitude outside the window. He couldn't help but said: "No wonder Master has been pursuing Tao Shengxian all his life. This feels like living in the sky."
That’s great too.”
Tang Muchen didn't think it was any good, mainly because he had never lived there before. Looking out from the plane, apart from feeling that the clouds were fairy-like, he didn't have any other feelings.
"Do you also want to become an immortal?" Tang Muchen asked.
Fanfan nodded. She has been practicing with her master since she was a child. She has been instilled in her since she was a child that becoming an immortal is the ultimate goal of a practitioner. Therefore, apart from attaining the Tao and becoming an immortal, she has no second life ideal for the time being.
"What's good about gods? Is it that the beautiful scenery in the world is not beautiful, or that the food in the world is not delicious?" Tang Muchen couldn't understand.
"I don't know either." Fanfan shook her head. She was not a god, so she didn't know what the life of a god was like. But after thinking about it, she added, "Maybe gods live forever. Not all people like to pursue longevity."
Tang Muchen smiled dismissively: "What's so good about immortality? No matter how happy the life of a god is, if you don't get tired of it in a year, ten years, or a hundred years, won't you get tired of it in a thousand years? Day after day.
Living a repetitive life, immortality will become a curse."
Fanfan:……
She looked at Tang Muchen in surprise. This was the first time she heard other people have different understandings of immortality. Everyone in the world pursues immortality, especially the ancients, otherwise there would be no Taoist profession.
This was the first time she had seen someone who despised immortality like Tang Muchen, but it was strange to say that, thinking about it, it seemed that day after day, year after year, was indeed quite boring.
After thinking about it for a while, Fanfan suddenly felt that he was lonely because of his cultivation. Why should he cultivate to become an immortal? Isn’t the food in the world delicious?
Licking his lips, Fanfan thought about the delicious food in the hotel again.
Realizing what he was thinking, Fanfan quickly forced all the delicious food out of his mind, and then silently recited the Purifying Mantra dozens of times.
Tang Muchen had closed his eyes and fell asleep. She turned her head to look at him and silently made a conclusion for Tang Muchen.
This man is poisonous.
Tang Muchen didn't wake up until the plane landed at S City Airport. The visa for Fanfan will not be processed until tomorrow, and he still has to stay in S City for one day today.
The Tang family has a home in S city. After coming out of the airport, Tang Muchen brought food home.
The maid had already tidied up the room and arranged the meals in the guest room on the second floor. She took her to the room and asked her to rest first. Lunch would be ready soon.
After Tang Muchen returned to his room, he took a shower, changed his clothes and came down, went to the second floor to ask for food, and then went downstairs to have lunch together.
The servant had already put a sumptuous lunch on the table. Because of Tang Muchen's instructions, the lunch was specially made sumptuous, and everything was put on the table.
Fanfan's eyes quietly lit up.
Tang Muchen had already noticed her foodie nature and signaled her to eat whatever she wanted.
The meal was not polite. He ate happily and praised: "The food at your home is even more delicious than the food in the hotel."
"This is made by the servants. My chef cooks better than this. When you return to New York, you can ask the chef to cook whatever you want. You can choose from the eight major cuisines and delicacies from various countries." Tang Muchen said.
Fanfan felt that this employer was too good. In line with his short-tongued mentality, Fanfan casually gave Tang Muchen a few words of advice and asked him to change the feng shui of the house. There were some feng shui that were not very good.
Tang Muchen nodded and told Tang Tianyuan to do it.