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"How can that be possible, old master, this dish is so delicious, the color is so tempting."

Zhou Fengliu first answered the old Taoist priest's words, then looked at the people sitting there and began to speak:

"Don't be polite, start eating. Being with Master Tianshi is like being at home..."

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Hearing Zhou Fengliu's words, several young people present, including Zhang Lingyu, were all stunned.

If the old Taoist priest said this, they would think it was reasonable, but when Zhou Fengliu said it, it seemed a bit "anti-Tian Gang", making it difficult to tell whose family this was...

"Feng Liu is right, it's like going home..."

Following the old Taoist's words, everyone started to enjoy the meal.

Although these dishes don't have any precious ingredients, they are very delicious with the help of cooking skills. Feng Baobao has turned into a foodie, and Kuku eats...

While everyone was eating, Zhang Lingyu swallowed silently and glanced at the old Taoist priest's face inadvertently.

It can be seen that he wants to say something to ease the relationship with his master, but he is still thinking about it...

At this moment, he was like doing standing long jump. He didn't have the courage to jump out, so he kept repeating the process of swinging his arms.

Feng Baobao had already eaten two and a half bowls of rice, but he still didn't say anything.

Of course.

As Zhang Lingyu's master, the old Taoist priest could naturally see what Zhang Lingyu was thinking, but he didn't say anything and just ate and drank as usual.

Master Lingyu can say it if he can, if he can't then just keep it to himself...he won't give Zhang Lingyu a way out.

"Master..."

Finally, Zhang Lingyu couldn't hold it in any longer, he stood up, looked at the old Taoist priest and called him "Master".

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Seeing Zhang Lingyu stand up suddenly, the people who were eating were slightly stunned.

"Master, I'm sorry..." Zhang Lingyu began to express his feelings.

However, his words went in one ear and out the other as far as the old Taoist priest was concerned; he didn't listen to them at all.

Seeing that the old Taoist priest ignored Zhang Lingyu, Zhou Fengliu looked at Zhang Lingyu and said:

"Ayu, please sit down."

"What's the matter? Let's talk after dinner..."

"I'm afraid that Master won't see me soon...so, I have to say..."

Zhang Lingyu had finally mustered up the courage, so of course he couldn't sit down at this moment.

As the saying goes, the first push is strong, the second is weaker, and the third is exhausted. After this hurdle, he didn't know when he would be able to muster up the courage again.

Seeing Zhang Lingyu's stubborn temper reappear, Zhou Fengliu sighed and didn't do anything more.

Zhang Lingyu began to speak sentimentally, but before he could finish, the old Taoist priest couldn't bear it any longer.

As far as the eye could see, the old Taoist priest casually produced three golden lights. With a movement of his fingers, the three golden lights were fired like bullets and all bounced onto Zhang Lingyu's head.

Even though the golden light is only as big as a grain of rice, the power that comes out from the old Taoist's hand is too powerful for ordinary people to withstand.

After three golden lights appeared, Master Lingyu instantly fell to the ground and fainted. Three big lumps grew on his forehead.

"It's only been a few months since we last met, and yet Master Lingyu has already learned to be sentimental." After knocking Zhang Lingyu to the ground, the old Taoist priest spoke with an expressionless face.

Looking at Zhang Lingyu who had already fallen to the ground, Zhou Fengliu felt that Zhang Lingyu was a little too hasty.

No one really thinks that they can return to their master's sect just by going up the mountain once, right?

There wouldn't really be someone who would force someone to agree in front of so many young people at the dinner table, right?

Isn't this just an eye-opener?

...

Still need to practice...

Zhou Fengliu rubbed his nose. He felt that he should take Zhang Lingyu to the headquarters to gain more experience in the ways of the world.

"You guys eat, I'm full, old man."

The old Taoist priest put down his chopsticks, looked at everyone, and stood up.

He first patted Zhou Fengliu, and then slowly returned to his room as everyone watched.

"Uncle Junior Master...it's really a bit miserable."

After the old Taoist priest left, Zhang Chulan checked Zhang Lingyu's condition and found that he had just fainted, so he let Zhang Lingyu lie down quietly for a while.

"He asked for it. It's already a light punishment by the old master not to give him a big fight..." Zhou Fengliu said.

"Brother Liu...I heard in the circle that Yaoxing Society's president Qu Tong died in the headquarters?"

Zhang Chulan chatted and asked Zhou Fengliu, the insider.

"Yeah, it seems so. The person you wanted to see... was also kidnapped."

"..."

Hearing Zhou Fengliu's answer, Zhang Chulan was startled at first, then said:

"Geneva, pay me back!"

He said that he had spent money to meet Ruan Feng, and after returning to North China, he had been waiting for news from Zhou Fengliu, but there was no news...

He thought Zhou Fengliu had forgotten, but...the person was kidnapped!

Money back?

That's really overthinking.

There is no reason to return the money that has gone into the pockets of the lay Buddhists who paid extra.

and many more.

Zhou Fengliu originally wanted to fool around, but he suddenly thought of something and looked at Zhang Chulan:

"Did you give me the money?"

"It seems that I just told you a price at that time, but you didn't pay. What's the refund?"

After listening to Zhou Fengliu's words, Zhang Chulan, who was originally a little passionate, suddenly became silent.

hiss--

It seems...it is true.

He originally planned to give Zhou Fengliu some money after meeting Ruan Feng. After all, the amount was not small, so he thought he should be more cautious...

Thinking of this, Zhang Chulan showed an embarrassed smile on his face.

"Brother Liu... I was just joking. You know me. How can I have the courage to ask you to return my money..."

As soon as Zhang Chulan finished speaking, the next second, he felt a strong wind passing in front of his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, his left face was hit by a huge force, causing him to fly up.

pat-

As he fell freely, Zhang Chulan, who had been laughing just now, stopped laughing.

He was just like Zhang Lingyu, with the sky as his quilt and the ground as his bed, and he just said good night and makabaka.

Check it out.

After all, they are still young people, they fall asleep as soon as they lie down...

"Well?"

Feng Baobao, who was showing off her meal, held the bowl and glanced at Zhang Chulan who was lying on the ground, and then looked at Zhang Lingyu who was not far away.

Well, OK...

Otherwise, they could be called uncle and nephew...it's really neat and tidy.

...

After dinner, the few people did not go down the mountain, but stayed at the Tianshi Mansion tonight.

That night.

The old Taoist priest did not rest. He was waiting for someone, someone with a predestined relationship with him.

Just now during dinner, before leaving, he deliberately patted Zhou Fengliu on the shoulder, suggesting that Zhou Fengliu come to his room to talk.

However, he waited until now and Zhou Fengliu did not show up, which made him frown, wondering if Zhou Fengliu did not understand his hint.

"He is very smart and should know what I mean...wait a little longer." The old Taoist muttered to himself.

Just as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.

Boom, boom, boom—

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Ps: I pray for everything in my daily life, good night and sweet dreams to all my adoptive fathers.