Fast Time Travel: My Host Show

Chapter 218 Your fairy script is online (7)

"Immortal Master, you can't talk nonsense. The junior has real skills. Although he can't reach the realm of an immortal master, he can know the fate of ordinary people and the rise and fall of his family and country."

Xuan Ling then looked at him and looked at him carefully, and found that Toothless was indeed not lying.

Among the six realms, one type of person belongs to both realms, and Jiang Wuya is this kind of person.

The body of a demigod has the ability to know the fate of mortals, the rise and fall of a family and a country.

However, the lifespan of a demigod is only a short hundred years, a flick of a finger.

"The year of death?"

Jiang Wuya has been in this world for 99 years, and he will disappear in the Six Realms in only one year.

"The Immortal Master has a clear warning. I hope the Immortal Master will point out a clear path."

It is indeed true that I met a noble man by the stream today.

Xuan Ling said "Oh", and then... nothing more happened.

Jiang Wuya looked up and saw Xuan Ling and Fan Yu walking a long way, trotting to keep up again.

"My lord, what does Immortal Master mean?" Jiang Wuya really didn't understand and was eager for an answer, so he could only ask Fan Yu, who was the apprentice of Xuanling.

"Master wants to eat fish." Fan Yu said lightly.

Jiang Wuya froze in place again because he didn't give the fairy fish, so the fairy teacher didn't tell him?
After catching up with Xuan Ling, Jiang Wuya wanted to talk to Xuan Ling, but Fan Yu didn't want to block him.

"Master is hungry and has a bad temper."

Xuan Ling stopped in her tracks and turned to look at Fan Yu.

At this moment, Fan Yu is acting as a decent gentleman, with the posture of 'I am the only one who understands the master, and you have to listen to me'.

Xuan Ling didn't try to expose him, after all, this Toothless man really talked a lot.

"Master Immortal, the humble house is just ahead, and I will show you the way."

Jiang Wuya thought that Xuan Ling stopped to let him lead the way, so he didn't think much about it.

When they arrived in front of the door, the words "National Preceptor's Mansion" came into view, which looked quite solemn.

"Your house is well-built to suit you."

The meaning of the mysterious spirit was unknown, so Jiang Wuya thought it was a good match for his own identity, with a smile on his face, not wanting to, Xuanling then answered, "Short life."

Jiang Wuya argued for himself, "Immortal Master, this junior is repairing according to the yin and yang of a long life, how can he be short-lived?"

Xuan Ling gave him an idiot look, turned around and walked into the mansion, followed by Fan Yu.

"Young Master, what do you mean by Immortal Master?" Jiang Wuya once again looked at Fan Yu for help.

Fan Yu didn't want to talk to him, but Jiang Wuya held Fan Yu back, insisting on an answer.

"Longevity."

Fan Yu pulled back his sleeves and followed Xuan Ling's pace, leaving Jiang Wuya standing there blankly.

He has been seeking the Tao for many years in order to survive this hundred-year catastrophe. In fact, he has subconsciously believed that he only has a hundred-year lifespan.

He never believed that he could survive this hundred years of catastrophe, and everything he did was based on the destiny. The destiny told him that if he met a noble person by the stream, he would go to the stream.

……

When Jiang Wuya thought clearly about the key issues and was full of desire to survive, a burst of fragrance came to his nostrils. Following the source of the fragrance, Jiang Wuya came to the kitchen.

Fan Yu put seasoning into the pot with a small spoon, and the aroma came from the pot.

"That... that... Young Master, is this in your pot?" Jiang Wuya had a hunch that the pot...

"The rockery in your yard is pretty good, full of aura. Come to think of it, the fish you raise tastes good too."

With this flat tone, Jiang Wuya expressed his heartache.

That's the "Lanlan" who he didn't want to let him stay in the mansion even after he left the capital, so...he's in trouble!

"Also, its scales are different, and its taste must be different from other fish."

Yes, the scales that are "blue" are blue, and they emit blue light at night.

"Young master, I have something else to do, so I'm leaving first."

My heart aches and I need a place to heal.

After Jiang Wuya left, Xuan Ling walked in from the door, poked his head over, "My dear student, are you okay?"

This taste is so tempting.

"Master, you go outside and wait for a while, it will be fine soon."

Fan Yu had already taken out the soup bowl, Xuan Ling saw this and stopped staying in the kitchen.

She is a majestic emperor, she will never be treated in a place like the kitchen!

It damages the image.

As soon as Xuan Ling sat down at the stone table, Fan Yu came over with a bowl of fish soup.

"Master, this disciple has made pickled fish, try it."

Fan Yu put down the bowl of fish soup, took out a spoon and chopsticks and placed them in front of Xuan Ling.

Xuan Ling picked up the chopsticks and began to speak.

This Xuanling book is very delicious, and Jiang Wuya over there is grabbing his heart and lungs.

My Lanlan, you died so badly!
However, for the sake of helping me win the favor of the immortal master, you can leave with peace of mind!Every Qingming Festival, I will remember to burn paper money for you.

Lanlan: What did I do wrong?
The fish swim in the water, and the pot comes from the sky.

It's so miserable.

……

Recently, Pluto is in a panic. He doesn't know where a batch of fish came from, and he wants to cast them into a rich womb, but where should he cast them?
Worry!
What a pity.

……

Xuan Ling ate fish at the Imperial Master's Mansion for a few days. He was tired of eating and was ready to leave for his next stop.

"Master Immortal, you can't just leave like this!"

It's okay for Fan Yu to let Jiang Wuya have a gap and hug Xuanling's thigh.

Jiang Wuya is suffering too!
(End of this chapter)