Dressed up as the biggest dummy in the realm of self-cultivation

When he finally saw the inn, An Xinglan rushed in ahead of the white-clothed man. People who had been hungry for three days now wanted to eat the table.

An Xinglan didn't even order in detail, so he asked Xiao Er to serve a table as soon as possible according to the signature dishes in the shop, as soon as possible.

Xiao Moyi sat opposite An Xinglan, with a straight posture, and the whole person was extremely quiet. On the other side, An Xinglan, who was waiting for the dishes, looked around and looked around, looking at the dishes on other people's tables, almost crying When he came out, he tapped his index finger on the table anxiously.

"Why hasn't the food come yet?"

Xiao Moyi still sat still, the noise from the monkey opposite him and the noise around him seemed to be isolated in another world by him.

An Xinglan struggled to pull his gaze away from other people's dining tables, and the more he watched, the hungrier he became.

An Xinglan's gaze fell on Xiao Moyi, and then seeing this person's expressionless and calm face, he couldn't help but wonder, curiously wondering if many Daoxiu were like him?

If you are too desireless and undisturbed by everything, you will be quite unpopular.

But soon An Xinglan didn't think about it anymore, because the waiter in the shop quickly brought over the cold dishes. When he saw the food, An Xinglan didn't care about other things. He had already grabbed his chopsticks and waited. table, his chopsticks also fell on top of the dishes.

After stuffing several mouthfuls, An Xinglan had the time to greet the person opposite, "You eat too."

The person opposite replied to him: "No need."

An Xinglan said hello intentionally, and after the man on the other side said no, he didn't continue. It's okay for them not to eat, but he can't.

According to what An Xinglan said, the waiter in the shop served a table full of dishes, which was very real.

As for the taste, the tongue has become picky over the past ten years, An Xinglan can taste that the food on the table is much worse than what he usually eats.But now An Xinglan is not picky about the taste, as long as it can fill his stomach and drive away the hunger that starves him to death.

After this stuffing, he couldn't stop the chopsticks, until he swept most of the dishes on the table by himself, and the food in his stomach was almost up to his throat, An Xinglan reluctantly put down the chopsticks.He looked up at the man who had been waiting quietly on the opposite side and said, "You really don't want to eat?"

Of course Xiao Moyi shook his head, he really didn't like it.

Xiao Moyi got up and went to the counter to book a room. An Xinglan followed, listening to the brief conversation, he was happy: "Are we staying here today?"

Xiao Moyi hummed.

That's good news. These two days, he followed the masked man on his way. When he slept, he slept directly against a tree. He wanted to take a bath and change out of his crumpled clothes.

An Xinglan touched his body, alas, the masked man took away all the silver and spirit stones he was carrying, he hesitated for a second, then raised his head and showed a flattering smile to the man in white: "Hero , look at my clothes, can you ask the second brother to help me buy a replacement?"

Xiao Moyi glanced at An Xinglan's clothes, then nodded to Xiaoer beside him.

With this sharpness, sometimes this person is quite easy to talk to, An Xinglan rolled his eyes, and sent a good person card to this person, "Hero is a good person!"

Then she followed the people to the upstairs room, and when she reached the door of the room, An Xinglan said to the person who was about to go to another room: "Don't you want a room? Are you afraid that I will run away?"

He is now the Moxiu who was caught by this man and kept by his side, doesn't he want to watch from the same room?So relieved?

The man in white pushed open another room and entered. He didn't look at An Xinglan, and said in a flat voice, "I can't escape."

The three words in a simple and flat tone, but it shows his strong self-confidence, but who can let his strength really look down on him?It made An Xinglan want to grind his teeth.

After taking a shower, changed clothes, and took a short nap on the soft bed, but when the night darkened, An Xinglan's door quietly opened.

He walked very lightly, tiptoeing, he didn't even feel his waist bent down, he even breathed lightly, and he deliberately avoided the door of that person's room, but just after walking a few steps on tiptoe, he felt something strange in front of him , and when An Xinglan raised his head, he froze.

He stood up straight, pulled out a smile, and said to the person in front of him: "Haha, I'm full, I want to go for a walk, do you want to come together?"

The appearance of this person is actually not that surprising.

But of course it is not reconciled to let him try without trying.

Xiao Moyi, who stood in front of An Xinglan, stepped aside for a moment, An Xinglan's eyes widened, did he really want to go out and eat?

He tried to go out, but the man didn't block him anymore, An Xinglan went downstairs smoothly, circling around in the backyard of the inn, when the night was dark and the wind was high, he was running away, but there was a man standing behind him on the right, motionless. The loose, white clothes are also conspicuous in the dark night. I believe that no matter how long An Xinglan walks around, she won't get tired standing there.

Although it's not all a lie to want to digest food after eating too much, but they still want to escape more. Xiao Moyi was there, and An Xinglan went back to the room after drinking Night Breeze.

Well, I still didn't give up, and came out again in the middle of the night, but I quickly met the opened door next door, okay, I completely gave up now.

An Xinglan said listlessly: "I just get up at night to go to the toilet."

After going to the toilet, An Xinglan went back to his room honestly. After giving up his mind, he also slept soundly this time. He was so steady that he couldn't get up the next morning. It was Xiao Moyi who came into his room to call him.

An Xinglan who was woken up felt a headache and felt uncomfortable. She hugged the quilt and didn't think about it. Her voice was low and weak, "Uncomfortable, uncomfortable."

Xiao Moyi also saw that the boy's face was flushed abnormally, "You are sick."

In the past few days, there have been a lot of changes, tossing and tossing, it's normal to be sick, An Xinglan's face shrank into the quilt again, and said in a low voice, "Well, I'm sick."

He opened his eyes and peeked at Xiao Moyi again, and said pitifully, "Shall we stop here for a day?"

He couldn't escape, and he also wanted to procrastinate. If he procrastinated outside longer, it would be easier to find people looking for him.

Even if he was suddenly thrown out of their Fuyou Continent, they don't know when Master and the others will be able to find him.

Xiao Moyi, who was standing in front of An Xinglan's bed, looked down at An Xinglan's face, who was staring at the bright red face - a young boy who had not yet grown into an adult, but was sick at this time, his dark eyes were moist, curled up under the bed In the middle of the day, the whole person lost the vigor of being alive and kicking.

The man in white with a cold expression was silent for a moment after the young boy's soft words, and then he said: "I still have something to do today."

So just rejected An Xinglan's idea of ​​staying in the inn, An Xinglan's eyes dimmed even more, he let out a listless sigh, and resigned himself to his fate and got up from the bed.

Xiao Moyi turned around and went out, An Xinglan dragged his legs and walked to the table and rested, propping his arms on the table to support his head, now his head hurts.He didn't get sick many times, but when he got sick, his limbs were sore and limp, and he felt listless.

An Xinglan touched his forehead, he felt that he had a fever.

Xiao Moyi came back again, An Xinglan turned his head to look, hey, there was another person behind him.

But it turned out to be a doctor, An Xinglan gave the man in white a surprised look, but yes, this man is not a vicious person, even if he is now a prisoner, he still has to see a doctor.An Xinglan said to the man in white, "Thank you!"

After eating the pills prescribed by the doctor, they left the inn.An Xinglan thought that this person could still hire him a doctor, and began to think about convincing this person to let her go. What if it works?

"Hero, where are you taking me?"

"Hero, will you kill me?"

"I don't want to die, I haven't grown up yet, I'm only 12 years old this year."

"I have an eighty, um, 80-year-old father. He is seriously ill in bed, and he will cry until I go back."

Hearing that the child's words became more and more shameful, Xiao Moyi finally interrupted him, "Take you back, and hand it over to the head junior. He will find out your identity and origin, and then make arrangements."

"...will not die."

After An Xinglan finished listening, he hummed, and now he probably really wants Master and the others to pay for the ransom.

After a while, An Xinglan chatted with Xiao Moyi again, "Did the hero pick all those villains by himself yesterday?"

Before hearing the answer from the man in white, An Xinglan continued to flatter her, "Hero, you are so powerful!"

"How long have you been practicing?"

"I also want to be as good as you."

"Hero, why don't you speak, do you hate our magic cultivators?"

"Does your junior master also hate Moxiu, will he abuse me? I think it's better to follow you."

"Junior Sect Leader?! Hero, your junior brother is the Sect Leader?"

"Which sect is it?"

……

An Xinglan wanted to chat with this person, maybe he could get closer to him, but this person didn't cooperate, so he became the only one talking.

The person walking two steps ahead of An Xinglan finally spoke, but it was: "Be quiet."

It wasn't an angry reprimand, it was still in a calm tone. Although An Xinglan couldn't see his expression, she still felt that this person should still be calm and calm.

This man is not easily angered.

Such a person will have a high degree of patience, and will not get angry over a little thing.An Xinglan reflected, maybe because he knew this, he seemed a little unscrupulous in front of this person?

But after this person spoke, An Xinglan also obediently kept quiet and stopped disturbing him.

It's just that the silence couldn't last long, An Xinglan took two steps forward, "Hero—"

Xiao Moyi looked over with cold eyes, An Xinglan covered his mouth, and then whispered, "I didn't mean to disturb you."

"Hero, I think the doctor you are looking for is a quack doctor."

"I can't help it—"

After An Xinglan finished speaking, she vomited out.

An Xinglan vomited in embarrassment, but she still didn't forget to say: "Hero, you can stand far away."

This vomit spit out all the bile.

A handkerchief appeared in front of his eyes, An Xinglan looked up, the man in white was still holding a water bag in the other hand, the man stood beside him, and did not show any dislike.

An Xinglan touched the handkerchief and the water. The white-clothed fairy is indeed a white-clothed fairy. He has a cold face and a warm heart, which is very good.

After wiping her mouth, rinsing her mouth, and drinking water, An Xinglan took the dirty handkerchief and asked the man in white, "Should I throw it away?"

He can't follow the TV series saying wash it and return it to him, right?It's quite dirty on it, even after washing it, I think that a noble fairy in white should not use this again.

Well, the idol halo of the fairy in white has returned to An Xinglan's place.

Xiao Moyi nodded.

Then we had to continue on our way, An Xinglan said: "Hero, don't we want to walk back to your door?"

Xiao Moyi: "I'm not going back now, I have other things to do, I'll come back when I'm done."

"Then can we also fly over to do business? Hero, I think I need you to take me with me. I'm going to collapse now."

Xiao Moyi: "Sorrowless City prohibits monks from flying."

"But I'm really exhausted, it's not that I don't want to go, hero, I can't go anymore."

"How about you carry me?"

Xiao Moyi: ...

An Xinglan: ...

The two were deadlocked there.

As for who compromised in the end, well, half a quarter of an hour later, on the road from the main city of Wuyou City to a mansion on the outskirts, a man appeared with a young boy on his back.

For a monk, carrying a person on the back is a piece of cake, and it won't be tiring at all, but the man in white has obviously never done such a thing, his back is stiff, and even his usually expressionless face shows a bit of stiffness Come.

An Xinglan also felt that it was very uncomfortable for this person to carry someone on his back, but he couldn't be too demanding, and he even comforted Xiao Moyi, "Just treat me like a sack."

"Just act like you're carrying a sack."

But there was a person on his back, it was by no means a sack, Xiao Moyi even frowned slightly, especially talking and breathing so close at hand, made him feel like a big cat who was poked on the back of the neck, and his hair wanted to explode.

Xiao Moyi: "Quiet."

Xiao Moyi's unhurried steps before all of a sudden became much faster, even faster and faster, An Xinglan thought to himself that he was flying on the ground, right?

And when Xiao Moyi and An Xinglan were rushing to the mansion on the outskirts of Wuyou City, An Xinglan's master, An Yeming, finally confirmed the place An Xinglan had been to, but when they arrived at the Ansha Cave, But still did not find the person he was looking for.At this time, Xiao Moyi and the others finally arrived outside the mansion, which was very lively with people coming and going.

Xiao Moyi took a message and was greeted. The person who received them was quite enthusiastic, "Thank you Brother Wu for coming, I will stay here today, my father's birthday will be tomorrow, and Brother Wu will definitely stay for a few more days after that. Wouldn't it be nice to have a lot of proud people come and discuss the Dao together?"

The young master looked at An Xinglan who was still being carried, um, Xiao Moyi forgot to put it down for a while, and said with a smile: "This little brother is Brother Wu's disciple?"

Xiao Moyi: "No."

The young man was surprised: "That's it?"

An Xinglan was really worried that Xiao Moyi, who seemed unlikely to lie, would tell the truth, saying that he was a prisoner of the demon cultivator. An Xinglan hurriedly said, "His son."

Xiao Moyi: ...

Xiao Moyi turned his head and looked at the bold child on his back. This time, there was finally some emotion in his eyes, but that emotion was a bit bad, well, it probably wasn't a good emotion.

Xiao Moyi remembered that the child said that his family had an 80-year-old father who was seriously ill in bed.

Xiao Moyi put An Xinglan off his back and looked at him.

An Xinglan reached out and grabbed Xiao Moyi's sleeve, and said pitifully, "Daddy, I need a doctor."

"Daddy, I can hardly stand still. I have a headache, I'm hungry, I feel uncomfortable, and I'm still sleepy."