As soon as the two of them turned into Tiao Feng Alley, they saw a dozen children of different ages gathered in front of Bi Cheng's house. In the middle of the crowd was Mu Juan'er, who was happily telling stories.
Yan Yan and Bi Cheng stopped at the same time in perfect agreement.
After the story was told, the children still gathered around Mu Juan'er and were reluctant to leave. The youngest, a little chubby boy, hugged Mu Juan'er's legs and acted like a fool, pestering her to tell her another story.
Mu Juaner picked up the little one hanging on her lap and mysteriously told the children something. Then she got up and went into the yard. When she came out again, she had a large plate of homemade rice candy in her hand.
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The children jumped for joy, and all the rice candies in Mu Juaner's hand were broken up in the blink of an eye.
After sharing the snacks, Mu Juaner took over and said a few words to the children.
The children's faces were suddenly filled with anticipation. Although they were still a little reluctant, they still obediently went over one by one and held Mu Juan'er's hand, and then they dispersed in a swarm.
Mu Juaner stood in front of the door, smiled at Bi Cheng and Yan Yan and said, "I didn't know you came back so early and kept you waiting. I will finish speaking early tomorrow."
Bi Cheng walked over and naturally took Mu Juaner's hand and walked into the courtyard: "No, as long as you like it."
Mu Juaner patted his arm, turned around and smiled at Yan Yan: "There are some snacks, I'll get them!"
Yan Yan nodded: "Okay, I happen to be hungry." After saying that, he glanced at Bi Cheng.
Bi Cheng nodded lightly, and when Mu Juaner went to the backyard, he whispered: "Can you not tell Juaner about the apprenticeship for now? I'm afraid she will think too much."
Yan Yan had already sat down at the table and poured herself a cup of tea: "Juan'er doesn't ask anything, but she is much smarter than you. Even if you deliberately hide it, she will definitely notice it tomorrow at the latest."
Bi Cheng was silent for a while and asked: "What should we do next?"
Yan Yan looked out the window with a heavy gaze: "In three days at most, I will have the owner of Haoyuan Building come to invite you in person. This banquet for thousands of people of the wealthy family must be you!"
Bi Cheng looked at her blankly.
He felt that Yan Yan was the most unreliable person he had ever seen, and when she boasted like this, her tone could easily sound like wind and clouds.
The key is that he actually believed her.
What a ghost!
Returning to the courtyard where he rented, as soon as he stepped into the house, Yan Yan immediately disappeared on the spot.
Although she hasn't started practicing yet, Yan Yan has a good understanding. After several months of repeated practice, she quickly figured out the key to entering and exiting the Sumeru Realm. She can still enter and exit with ease without any spiritual power.
The Xumi realm was still the same as when she first arrived, except that opposite the niche wall, there was a small green wheat field.
The Jiu Sui Ji seeds brought out from Meng Huazong are growing vigorously, and the long ears of wheat have begun to turn slightly yellow.
"It's finally ripe!" Yan Yan sighed lowly, reaching out to gently touch the heavy hanging wheat ears. The plump wheat ears gently rubbed her fingertips, making them slightly itchy. Yan Yan's clear eyes were full of excitement.
Show a gentle smile.
"She refused, yet she insisted on asking her to become a disciple. A girl as thick-skinned as you is rare in the world."
The voice behind him was warm and deep, so sweet that it could make one's ears pregnant, but the words he spoke left no room for words.
Faced with Canghua's venomous tongue, Yanyan had become accustomed to it in the past few months. She turned around and threw a paper bag casually: "Instead of being idle and bored, why not take a look at what's hidden here?"
Canghua, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the niche, reading a book and drinking tea, raised his head, and a paper bag came to him in the wind.
He did not move, only glanced at the paper bag, and the paper bag automatically stopped half a meter away from him.
Glancing with his purple eyes, the paper package opened on its own, revealing the light yellow Xinmu powder inside.
"Pin, this is a wood, its shape is like a leek, its leaves are like leaves, its color is green, its taste is sweet but thick, eating it can avoid the evil of heat and swelling."
Yan Yan frowned: "Who asked you to say this? What I'm asking is whether there are other things mixed in this thing that ordinary people can't see."
Seeing her glaring at him angrily, a smile appeared in her eyes as dark as stars.
It’s just a slight smile... Whose family member is Bai Yu? He alarmed Luoyang City!
Yan Yan's frown tightened again, this man...
Perhaps because he had been stuck in the Xumi realm for too long, Canghua thought it would be fun to tease this self-righteous girl occasionally.
Turning his eyes back to the Xinmu powder suspended in mid-air, the powder slowly dispersed, and finally spread completely. The powder disappeared, but a blurry gray shadow remained in place.
Yan Yan walked up to him, stared at the gray shadow in the void and asked, "What is this?" Haze?
"A low-level phantom spell that can blind people's perception. The person who is cursed will temporarily forget their previous preferences and act according to the instructions of the person who cast the curse."
After Canghua finished speaking, he only glanced at the gray shadow, and the gray shadow completely dissipated, and continued: "This kind of low-level magic will not last long, but it will lose its effectiveness after a few days."
Yan Yan sneered: "You have grasped this point well, just in time to win the chef election without leaving any subsequent trouble. It's a good plan! My apprentice is too stupid."
Cang Hua shook his head: "Although I don't know why you chose Bi Cheng, this man has a pure and kind nature. Since you accept him as your disciple, you must live up to his trust in you."
Unexpectedly, Canghua would speak out to defend Bi Cheng, who is a mortal. Yan Yan was a little surprised: "It's rare that you are willing to speak for Bi Cheng."
She still remembers clearly that when this great god first met her, let alone protecting her, he almost killed her.
Canghua spoke calmly: "Although he is a mortal, he is also a living being in our mountain and sea realm."
Yan Yan raised his eyebrows: "According to what you said, you will protect all living beings in this world, good or bad, good or evil?"
Canghua nodded: "It should be so."
Yan Yan smiled across his chest: "That demon is also a creature of this world. Why don't you help him kill me? Instead, help me, a person from another world."
Canghua's purple eyes were silent: "Your premise is not established. At that time, he and I had different positions. You and I have a promise, and I will help you. If you are an intruder from another world, I will help him get along with you.
anti."
Yanyan looked at Canghua quietly, his deep purple eyes were like the stars after the early spring rain, warm and calm.
At this moment, Yan Yan actually saw the compassion of cutting meat to feed eagles from those charming eyes.
He is the god of this world, that's right.
Lowering her eyelashes to hide the complicated emotions in her eyes, Yan Yan turned around and walked towards the wheat field again.
Cang Hua looked at Yan Yan's back and frowned slightly.
It seemed that every time he expressed his opinions, she would be upset. The last time he said a few words about food, her mood immediately became extremely excited.
The same is true when we talked about the creatures in this world just now.
Although she was not as angry as last time today, he could still clearly feel the depressive aura swirling around her body.
Her emotions can be hidden, but the form of breath released from her body cannot be hidden with her current mortal ability, and he can see it clearly.
Canghua carefully recalled the conversation between the two, and didn't realize what he said was wrong.
But Yan Yan just mentioned that evil cultivator from Meng Huazong...
Cang Hua's eyes turned to the position where the phantom was floating just now, thoughtfully.