Taoist Wuwei once thought about how to express the hatred in his heart when we see each other again, or to fight with each other, or to argue with tongues, or whatever.
After thinking so much, I finally gave up because of a bowl of noodles.
The Mr. Qingshan in front of him was much more generous than he imagined.
The bowl of noodles given away is not just a bowl of noodles.
Taoist Wuwei has no reason to hate him anymore.
Taoist Wuwei left without looking back.
This was a practice that he had practiced over the years, which allowed him to understand both his true nature and his grudges. This bowl of noodles benefited him a lot and made him understand many things at a certain moment.
The world of monks is like Jianghu, always so unclear and unclear.
Taoist Wuwei left.
Chen Changsheng was left to pay for two bowls of noodles.
The money was not expensive, but it also made Chen Changsheng firm up some inner truths.
Rather than being generous and similar to what Wuwei has experienced, this is also a practice of Chen Changsheng.
Returned to the small courtyard.
But he saw Mo Yuan chatting with a few people, talking and laughing.
Somehow, in just this moment, he became mingled with everyone, and even Lihua chatted happily with him.
"I think back then, my husband was particularly powerful. The Qingyuan Yun Mansion didn't know my husband and surrounded the mountain gate without him taking action. The birthday of the head of the Yun Mansion became the anniversary of his death. Not only was Mr. Fox present on that day, but also the monks from Tianji Mountain.
There are monsters in the wild sea, and even the old Dragon King from the Tongtian River has gone there. That scene is really..."
Mo Yuan kept talking about his husband's original story, exaggerating it so much that it was shocking.
There was also light in Cihua's eyes, it just felt that many of the things Mo Yuan said were very refreshing.
Ruyi said in shock: "Uncle Chen is so powerful..."
"Of course."
Mo Yuan smiled and said: "Sir, your magic power is boundless, and the entire world of immortality..."
His words ended abruptly here.
Mo Yuan was startled for a moment and looked back.
Chen Changsheng asked: "Why don't you continue?"
Mo Yuan quickly straightened his posture, put his legs down from the stool, and said with a smile: "No more, no more..."
Chen Changsheng smiled helplessly and said, "When it comes to adding fuel to the fire, you are good at it."
Seeing that the gentleman was not angry, Mo Yuan immediately smiled and said: "Thank you sir, thank you very much."
"I'm not complimenting you."
Chen Changsheng sat down.
Then Ting Ruyi came forward and asked, "Did Uncle Chen go to see that Taoist priest just now?"
Chen Changsheng nodded.
Ruyi asked: "Is nothing wrong?"
Chen Changsheng said: "What could happen? I just treated him to a bowl of noodles."
He thought for a while, but suddenly changed his words: "It should be two bowls."
"Eating noodles?"
Mo Yuan was also puzzled.
Several people at the table looked at each other, not quite understanding.
Only Li Hua stood aside and blinked: "What kind of noodles are they delicious? Are the noodles from Qingshan City delicious?"
As soon as Li Hua's words came out, everyone burst into laughter.
Only Lihua asked in confusion: "Why are you laughing?"
"What's so funny!"
"Don't laugh!"
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Now the courtyard where Ruyi lives is a little smaller, so Chen Changsheng and Mo Yuan naturally cannot fit in it. Later, they were invited back to the house by Ping An and arranged a place to live.
Ruyi also followed, taking Li Hua with her.
Naturally, I came here for Uncle Chen.
The servants of the house served the food.
There is wine, meat, fish, and a total of twelve dishes, which is particularly rich.
Ping An smiled and said: "Uncle Chen, please try it. The food at Juxian Village is particularly delicious and the taste is quite good."
After hearing this, Ruyi said: "This is not cheap."
Ping An just smiled and said, "It's just a meal."
It seemed like he didn't care.
But in fact, the food on this table was bought on credit using his name, Jing Zhaoyin. This was also the first time he had borrowed anything on credit. Fortunately, the shopkeeper of Juxian Tower gave him some thin noodles.
Chen Changsheng and Mo Yuan could naturally see it, but they didn't expose it either.
This meal was particularly enjoyable.
Chat freely, say anything, dare to say anything, without any taboos.
“Yummy!”
Only Ruyi could only think about food.
To be honest, she hasn't had such a full meal in a long time, let alone such a delicious meal.
The wine has passed three rounds, and the food has passed the five flavors.
After drinking and eating, Ping An arranged for Chen Changsheng to go down and rest.
Chen Changsheng and Mo Yuan were walking on the road.
Mo Yuan asked: "Sir, I don't think this Jing Zhaoyin is a good-looking person, but why is he like this?"
Chen Changsheng said: "He is not afraid of losing face, but he is afraid that Chen will know that he is not doing well."
Mo Yuan asked: "Does this have anything to do with sir?"
Chen Changsheng said: "Ping'an and Ruyi lost their father when they were young. Chen also met them at that time. I don't know when they really regarded Chen as their elders. Children like them are always like this.
, it will only show how well you are doing, and you will always report good things but not bad things."
"I see……"
Mo Yuan nodded and asked in confusion: "Mr. Chen seems to have had a lot of contact with these children in those years."
Chen Changsheng said: "Children speak immaturely, but occasionally, they also taught Chen many principles."
Mo Yuan asked: "Is this your practice, sir?"
Chen Changsheng shook his head and said, "In this mortal world, there are always things more important than cultivation."
Mo Yuan understood.
He couldn't help but think to himself: 'These two siblings are really blessed.'
Mo Yuan also stopped asking about this matter.
They were led to the room by the maid.
Mo Yuan sat in the courtyard to rest. Seeing that it was still early, he simply planned to close his eyes and take a nap.
But I heard Chen Changsheng suddenly say: "Chen is going to the palace, do you want to go with him?"
Mo Yuan looked at his husband and asked, "Will Mo Yuan disturb your husband?"
Chen Changsheng said: "Don't disturb me."
Mo Yuan naturally wanted to go.
To be honest, he hasn't met the new emperor yet, and he doesn't know how he compares to Zhao Zhen and Shangluca.
As dusk approached, the two of them left the hospital.
Ruyi was about to come to play with Uncle Chen, but when she arrived at the door of the house, she didn't see Uncle Chen.
She couldn't help but feel a little angry and said, "I knew that Uncle Chen wouldn't take me with him if he wanted to go out."
Lihua blinked and said, "Are you asking Ruyi to fight?"
"What are you talking about, Li Hua? Do I only know how to fight?"
Lihua thought for a while and said, "I can still eat."
It's more edible than that.
After hearing this, Ruyi smiled at Lihua and then stretched out her hand.
"What are you doing!"
"stop!"
Cihua stretched out her claws to resist.
Ruyi's hands kept rubbing Lihua's body.
The civet flower was a little helpless and said, "Stop plucking it. If you plow it again, it will soon become bald."
"How can you be so soft?"
"..."
Sometimes Cihua really doesn't want to deal with Ruyi. It often feels that Ruyi is a bit perverted.