Chapter 1105 The training manual for the daughter of the museum owner
Gentle and calm words fell, or rather, in the ears of the girl wearing a cloak and a veil on her face.
Especially gentle and stable.
Jinmu Yuanjun pursed her lips, her dark eyes revealed a bit of stubbornness and indifference, she wanted to refuse, no, don't refuse.
It's best not to say a word, just remain cold and indifferent, just like facing the so-called damn arrogant Yuanshi Tianzun, just turn around and leave. I have experienced hundreds of calamities and thousands of battles, and I am invincible.
Wherever the attack comes, people are fleeing in panic, and the golden wind sweeps across. My heart is filled with stone, and I cannot move!
My Taoist heart is like the ice of Kunlun.
A battle armor condensed by the evil spirit of Geng Jin.
But when she took a step forward, a girl happened to push a bicycle and walked by. She was wearing a light-colored sweater and a long swaying skirt as bright as bamboo. There were some flowers in the basket of the bicycle.
With a smile and concern, he said: "Well, if you don't mind, there is hot tea and some snacks inside."
"I made it myself. Do you want to come and sit for a while?"
self-made……
Jinmu Yuanjun's movements paused slightly.
Tick tock, tick tock...
She heard that her state of mind, which was like the Kunlun Snow Mountain, melted directly.
Jinmu Yuanjun heard her voice soften.
"Yeah, okay..."
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museum--
"This is the scented tea grown in my hometown. The taste may be a little lighter. There are also some snacks. I don't know if you will like it."
"Well...thank you."
Sitting on the sofa, Jinmu Yuanjun is still wearing the same clothes. The cloak covers Tianji Cause and Effect, and the veil covers the face. However, she naturally leans against the old chair back, holding hot tea in both hands.
, don’t drink it yet, just close your eyes slightly, put the cup of Kunlun flower tea in front of you, take a deep breath, and feel the clear air like Kunshan snow lotus go straight into your soul.
Jue smiled in surprise: "It seems like you are very good at 'drinking tea', girl."
Jinmu Yuanjun pursed her lips and didn't know how to answer.
She didn't even know how she agreed, and then how she pushed open the faded old wooden door, listened to the soft jingle of bells above, and then passed through the cabinets containing antiques.
The mottled sunlight and the stirred up tiny flying dust that shined like gold in the sunlight walked in.
Sitting here, holding hot tea, I habitually smell the aroma of Kunlun Flower Tea first.
Yes, I don't know.
It was as if it was natural, like traces imprinted on this body and true spirit. Even though he had already been adventuring outside and fighting for life and death for who knows how many years, he still took over the instinct of Golden Mother Yuanjun's body so easily.
She took a sip of tea and said with a slightly stiff tone: "...it's delicious."
"...Madam, the tea is very fragrant."
Jue was startled for a moment.
Then a loud laugh came from the attic: "Ahaha, ma'am?"
"Oh, if the owner has such courage, then he is indeed Madam."
"After so many years of love, the child has to come out!"
With the blessing of many adjectives such as accident, accidental contact, carelessness, etc., in short, the water ghost who had hit himself bruised and swollen was carrying the happy water and couldn't help laughing and walked out, and his laughter also made this time
The vodka lady, who was still working on the manuscript, raised her head, and then used the paintbrush to push up the glasses on the bridge of her nose——
She hasn't stopped for a while.
Who knows what happened!
That Party A suddenly started urging, urging, urging!
Really, it was as if I wanted to ask her to hand over the finished manuscript right away.
Damn it, why are you rich and awesome? Can Party A do whatever he wants?! Can Party A be so arrogant?! Ah?
Pay back Party A’s father?
Bah! You are a traitor to Party A!
When I finish the painting, I will never take your order again! Damn it!
Anxious, anxious, anxious? What's the rush? What's the rush?
What, your boss will go bankrupt in two days?
The irritability and dissatisfaction in the heart of the Vodka Queen were constantly accumulating, but when she looked at the girl wearing a cloak and a veil over there, for some reason, the anger in her heart was as strong as drinking an ice-cold drink in the summer, and she went straight to
Descending, she felt such a mysterious feeling, she didn't even know why.
In the end it can only be attributed to.
"Looks like a good boy."
"The aesthetics of the design are also good and can be used as material in comics."
The vodka lady looked at the girl and drew a picture beside her.
The water ghost came over with a smile and said: "It's rare for customers to come to our store. Little girl, do you want something to drink?"
"I have all kinds of happy water here. Only you can imagine it, and there is nothing you can't drink."
"how?"
The girl wearing a cloak said: "Then, I want the one made from your No. 37 material and No. 78 base."
"It needs to be chilled."
"Add one-third of the straw of Kunlun Qiongjiang Yulu and one-third of the straw of Qinyuan honey."
Jinmu Yuanjun burst out a large list of names with great skill.
The water ghost raised his eyebrows.
This guy never thought about why his ingredient list was leaked. He just looked at the girl over there with great satisfaction and said: "Oh, I didn't expect that, expert."
He turned around and went to his small studio to prepare a portion of happy water and threw it to the Golden Mother Yuanjun over there.
"So, you little girl is cosplaying when you dress like this?"
"Tsk tsk tsk, oh, but what do you mean, madam... when will we have the boss and his wife's child here?" While Jue was putting away the things over there, the water ghost couldn't help but enjoy it.
The vodka lady warned him: "You'd better change your oral habit as soon as possible."
"Otherwise, I'll be kicked out by the owner again."
"Ah haha, it's a joke, it's just a joke."
The water ghost forcefully argued: "Besides, aren't you curious?"
"If one day the two of them really get married, then if they give birth to a child, how will they be raised in the future?"
"Aren't you curious? Aren't you worried?!"
"Are you going to practice with the owner of the hall, or are you going to follow the boss's side?"
The Vodka Lady also showed hesitation on her face: "I think we have to go to Kunlun, right?"
"Ahem, I mean, go to my mother's side to practice."
This made the boss of the water ghost unhappy, and said: "The boss's mother-in-law's family is very powerful, but do you think those guys are related to the people that the boss has known for so many years? Not to mention other things..." He lowered his voice,
He said: "Tell me about Zhu Jiuyin, the god who has a relationship with the boss, and Huaishui's troublemaker Wu Zhiqi. Which one has a good temper?"
"Not to mention, Zhuge Wuhou, the First Emperor of Qin, the God of Killing in Wu'an, Han Xin and Xiang Yu, the Champion, and the God of Wealth."
"One of them counts, which one doesn't have a big temper?"
"The museum owner's child will be handed over to Kunlun Mountain to be raised."
"Do you believe that these old gangsters, who are covered in the ashes of history, can form a team to conquer the Kunlun Mountains?"
"Of course it's not about fighting, it's about making trouble in various ways..."
In this case, the vodka lady was a little hesitant and couldn't explain clearly.
The result seemed to be that the quarrel went too far. Even the honest-looking soldier souls showed up to join in the fun. The three ghosts of the museum, who were also veteran employees, were whispering fiercely about this old topic. In other words, the descendants of Wei Yuan, whether they were
How to train the young master, or the eldest lady of the Wei family, no matter what her status is.
The golden mother Yuanjun wearing a cloak over there pretended not to hear what these three ghosts said.
After all, they also performed a silent spell.
You still have to respect it.
Holding the happy water in both hands, biting the straw in his mouth, he said to himself.
Of course they were raised together...
Seeing the Jade Dragon and Snow Python from Kunlun Mountain, the sky is filled with chills.
At the edge of the four seas, I saw Xuanwu exhaling clouds.
Go up to the rooftop to observe the stars; go down to observe the mountains and seas; follow Uncle Qi to learn Qimen Dunjia, which is unparalleled in the world; and learn clever tactics from Han Xin; the battle formation is with me, and I see the warrior saints, overlords, ghosts and gods fighting in a melee.
On the battlefield, one can get a glimpse of the ultimate secret of military martial arts.
Studying and coordinating with the young Marquis Wu.
Sit on the shoulders of the champion and play horse riding games.
When he was young, he was held in the arms of the First Emperor, rode a war horse, and galloped across the majestic mountains and seas.
Buddhism has the true cultivation of the world, and Taoism has the true teachings of Xuanmen.
Whether it's long handles, short weapons, swords, blunt weapons, sword skills, supernatural powers, Taoism, or pure Buddhist teachings.
As long as she wants to learn, there will be the best in the world to teach her.
She once felt that she was not worthy of having them teach her this way.
But every time she said this, those people would always smile and vaguely pass by, but later she also knew that the reason why these heroes and unparalleled overlords in the world would help her was just because they had formed a karma with that person back then.
The cause begets the effect, the effect begets the cause, and the entanglement of cause and effect has long been unclear, and it is still in her body.
It’s just... that person...
Her eyes lowered slightly, her silver teeth bit hard on the straw.
"Noise, noisy, noisy, noisy, noisy!"
"If you are so quarrelsome, why don't you go find a great monk to debate the scriptures? It's so numb, it really is."
"It's finally no longer necessary to work overtime, why are you still arguing?"
There was a loud sound, with the characteristic sleepiness of catching up on sleep after staying up late playing games, and then a secret door opened, and Bai Ze, wearing blue and white patterned pajamas, came out, yawning and rubbing his eyes, with a unhappy face and white hair.
They were all curly. After glaring at the three elders of the museum, he muttered: "I feel that the karma of that boy Wei Yuan suddenly became ridiculously heavy."
"What's going on? He's back?"
"So fast..."
Before he finished the last sentence, Bai Ze, who was omniscient to a certain extent, took advantage of the situation and saw the person on the sofa over there.
I just wanted to make a joke, there are also guests in this museum?
Strange, strange, Wei Yuan's curse of poverty has been broken?
Then he took a casual look.
The smile on Bai Ze's face solidified.
?!!
“Holy shit, shit, shit!!!”
For the first time, Bai Ze's mentality exploded.
The void seemed stagnant.
Time seemed to have lost its original characteristics in the flowing golden wind. Bai Ze heard the sound of drinking the last sip of the drink through a straw in his ears. The color of everything faded away, leaving only the man with the cloak.
The girl's figure became more and more clear, and then she put down the happy water.
The cloak presented by Emperor Jun himself was woven with stars, and the veil was made by the emperor's concubine Chang Xi using moonlight.
Only those eyes were dark and large, as deep as an abyss without water.
This is not the first time Bai Ze has seen similar black pupils.