Medicinal Immortal

"But he?" someone asked.

"Should be? Just now among them, he was the only one who was five or six years old!" The speaker was also a little uncertain.

"This little monk is not like the rumored Tsing Yi, with bamboo on his waist! The cultivation level on his body is not strong, and how come I seem to have heard that Master Tang is a young man? Not a five or six-year-old child?" The other person also said.

"Impossible! The last time I saw Master Tang was a five or six-year-old monk, I heard that Master Tang would hide his cultivation."

"Speaking of which, I have also heard that Master Tang is a young man. Among the group just now, there was a young monk wearing a Tsing Yi."

"Then is Master Tang five or six years old or fifteen or sixteen years old? I have confused you all."

"Go up and ask if you don't know." Someone said, seeing the child come down, he walked up and bowed, and asked, "Dare to ask the respected driver, but Master Tang?"

Song Tianyou went downstairs to let Xiao Er take him to the hut to relieve his hand. When he arrived on the first floor, he saw a monk crowding around and asking him if he was his master. He immediately said: "No." In a tender voice. After falling, he quickly followed Xiaoer and went to the backyard.

"No?" The monk was taken aback for a moment, then looked back at the others: "He just said no."

Everyone was speechless, didn't they hear it? Still use him to say it again? However, since he is not, then Master Tang should be the young monk in Tsing Yi.

After Song Tianyou relieved his hand, he walked upstairs quickly, saw those people still sitting below, and couldn't help but glance at them.

Tangning and the others in the wing upstairs were gathering together and chatting. Seeing him come back, they asked him to sit down and eat.

"Master, there are a lot of people sitting below, as if they want to see you." Song Tianyou said.

"The news of the master's return has probably spread in the city. When I returned to the mansion today, many families had already handed out posts saying that they would come to visit." Qi Mufeng said with a smile, and poured a glass of wine for Mr. Tang. Smiled and said, "Old lady, come and drink."

"Hahaha, okay, eat it all, you are welcome, the wine in this brand building is really mellow." Old Tang laughed, let everyone move their chopsticks, and took a sip of the wine glass.

"Eat first, go back and talk about this post." Tangning said with a smile, looked at her grandfather, and said, "Grandfather, I will find some time to make some spiritual wine for you. It must be better than this."

"You can still make wine?" Tang Lao was slightly surprised, with a smile on his happy face.

"I know a lot of things." Tangning smiled mysteriously and picked some dishes for him.

"Well, my grandfather is waiting for you to make wine for me." Old Tang said with a smile, eating the dishes in the bowl.

When Qi Baihe heard his master's words, he couldn't help thinking, what would the master teach him?

"I also want a jar of your wine."

Mo Ye's low and magnetic voice sounded beside Tangning. She was startled when she heard her. Turning to look around, she saw that he was holding a piece of meat in her bowl. Seeing this, she couldn't help but smile, and said:" no problem."

Hearing her words, the corners of Mo Ye's lips raised slightly, and even a pleasant smile appeared in his eyes.

Here again, here again.

Seeing the eyes he looked at his master, Qi Baihe couldn't help looking at other people. Unexpectedly, he saw that they were accustomed to them one by one, as if all this were so taken for granted.