How can a super obedient daughter-in-law be the devil?

The shop's business was so good that people were speechless. Tan Jiayong suspected that people from the whole town had come, otherwise how could they have been busy all the time.

Zhan Yin is very calm, he cooks in a big pot, and with the special magic weapon, he can keep up with the speed of cooking.

On the contrary, Zhou Zhong, a newly advanced alchemy cultivator, was exhausted from all the busy work, and his eyes darkened after waves of guests leaving and coming.

In the end, Chef Zhan didn't want to do it anymore, so he waved his hand, "Closed!"

As soon as Zhou Zhong heard this, he went to catch up with the guests without saying a word.

Of course, after Zhan Yin said he was closing, he didn't call it a day. Needless to say, the rest of Xiaozao's work was for them to eat.

Those who came early were naturally satisfied, while those who came late felt a little unhappy. Looking at the scent coming from the kitchen, they couldn't help but say, "Isn't this still going on? Why did it close so early?"

Tan Jiayong felt a little distressed when he saw his Xiaoyin had been busy in the kitchen all day.He is a craftsman himself, and if he wants spirit stones, he can refine magic weapons and sell them. Why does Xiao Yin need to work so hard?

Opening a shop is just Xiaoyin's interest, since Xiaoyin said he wants to take a break, he naturally agrees a hundred times.

Fearing that Zhou Zhong would not be able to control the situation, he even came to help chase people away.

After finally persuading everyone to leave, Tan Jiayong closed the door and met the delicious food on the table.

Zhou Zhong rubbed his hands, his eyes were closed, and his saliva almost didn't flow out.

When Zhan Yin brought the dishes, he saw that he was still there, and raised his eyebrows, "Why are you still here?"

Zhou Zhong: "..." A knowing blow.

Tan Jiayong burst out laughing, "Stop teasing him, he has helped you for so long, let's eat together."

Seeing that he opened his mouth, Zhan Yin didn't say anything, the table was full of good things, and the two of them couldn't finish it.

However, Zhou Zhong's cultivation level was not good enough. With so many things, he only ate two chopsticks in the end, and stopped because he couldn't bear the aura.

Originally, he wanted to stay and help, but Tan Jiayong waved his hand at him, "Okay, you can go back to retreat, don't waste it."

Zhou Zhong just left.

After the person left, the two continued to eat. At this moment, a small paper crane fluttered over and landed in front of him.

Tan Jiayong opened the paper crane, and Tan Wen's voice came out, "Are you back? I'll be here for a few more days, you don't have to worry, just play by yourself."

Hearing his father's energetic voice, Tan Jiayong smiled, and relayed the original words to Zhan Yin, "Father is getting more and more energetic."

Zhan Yin pursed his lips and smiled at him, "Yes."

Tan Jiayong looked at him and said sincerely, "Xiao Yin, thank you."

The smile on the boy's face became brighter again, "We are all a family, no thanks."

Looking at the smile on the young man's face, Tan Jiayong's heart moved slightly. Counting the days, Xiaoyin's eighteenth birthday is only a few months away. He made an appointment with his father at the beginning, and he will marry them when the time comes.

At that time, I thought it was still early, but now that I count it, a few months have passed in the blink of an eye. Then, shouldn't the matter of getting married be on the agenda?

Thinking of this, he inexplicably felt a burning sensation in his chest.

Speaking of which, the two grew up together, and Tan Jiayong knew from a young age that the young man would be his wife.

He himself naturally likes it out of a thousand or ten thousand, but speaking of it, he hasn't asked Xiao Yin, is he also willing?

There are some things that he doesn't want to think about yet, but when he thinks about them, he feels a little confused.

Although I think Xiao Yin should also like him, but what if?

What if Xiaoyin only treats him as an ordinary relative?

After all, the boy was still young, so he looked ignorant.

Cultivators are different from mortals. A mortal's life is at most a hundred years, but once a monk enters the world of cultivation, his days are counted in hundreds of years.

Has his little Yin really thought about it?

Thinking of this, Tan Jiayong suddenly panicked.

Then, Zhan Yin watched helplessly as his brother's face turned from red to blue, and then became worried.

Zhanyin: "???"

Zhan Yin found out that his brother had something on his mind, and he was still unwilling to tell him.

He thinks he knows his brother best, often he only needs his brother to lower his eyebrows to know whether his brother is hungry or thirsty.

But in the past few days, he could clearly feel that his brother had something on his mind, but he couldn't figure out the reason. Even when he made indirect remarks, his brother just avoided the topic with evasive eyes.

Zhan Yin also went to ask Papa Tan about the news, and Papa Tan was also confused. He thought that something happened, and he planned to play for a few more days, so he ran back directly.

When Tan Wen came back in a hurry, he saw that the two of them had nothing wrong with them. The weapon that should be refined, the alchemy that should be refined, looked ordinary in daily life.

It's just that when Zhan Yin looked up, he gave him a look, and Tan Wen's heart sank slightly.

Although Zhan Yin is still that young boy, Tan Wen always treats him with a little more inexplicable caution.

Tan Wen realized a long time ago that the boy was no longer the kid he was back then, and his attitude towards him was a little more cautious.This feeling is fine when nothing is wrong, but as long as the boy's expression is wrong, Tan Wen will feel his scalp tingling.

And now, Tan Wen felt this way.

It's actually a bit embarrassing to say it, but thinking about the young man's unfathomable strength, Tan Wen expressed his understanding.

After scratching his hair, Tan Wenchong gave the young man a reassuring look, and then hooked his son to drink in the backyard.

It is very easy for a father to trick his son. After a few glasses of wine, his silly son will spit out all the words.

When he heard that his son was worrying about his marriage, Tan Wen heaved a long sigh of relief.

It's okay, it's not that the bastard did something stupid, otherwise...

Tan Wen sneaked a look at the figure disappearing from the corner of his eyes, and heaved a long sigh of relief.

When Tan Jiayong woke up, he remembered that he was so excited yesterday that he had said everything to his father, and because he drank too much, he didn't have time to get his father's answer, so he felt a little annoyed.

I found his father again the next day. Anyway, I had already said it yesterday, so there was nothing left to say, and I asked his father directly for his opinion.

It is said that it is the order of the parents, the words of the matchmaker, and their father will always arrange for them to get married.

Tan Wen thought for a while and said, "Then where do you plan to get married?"

Tan Jiayong subconsciously wanted to open his mouth, but he couldn't speak.

Yes, where are you getting married?

It stands to reason that they live here now, and it would be fine to get married in this place.

However, he is still a disciple of the Artifact Refining Sect, and a monk actually pays the most attention to inheritance. As a direct disciple of others, he must ask his master and his sect for instructions when he gets married.

Thinking of the master who didn't know where he traveled, Tan Jiayong blinked, suddenly feeling very bad.

Tan Wen touched his head kindly.

Tan Jiayong: "..."

The conversation between the father and son, not only did not untie Tan Jiayong's heart knot, but made him more entangled.

Because he discovered that originally only his father and Xiaoyin needed to get married, but after a conversation, he discovered that there was such a mountain as the Artifact Sect behind him.

Regardless of the relationship between immortals and demons, he must tell his master and ancestors about his marriage with Xiaoyin.

No matter what people's attitude is, their attitude must be displayed.

So, the question now is, where did his master go?

Tan Jiayong scratched his head, a little worried.

Zhan Yin already knew where the problem was, so naturally he didn't panic.However, he couldn't see his brother's unhappy appearance, so he began to ask people to inquire about Mo Wangtian's news.

However, the world of comprehension is very chaotic recently, and it is not easy to inquire about a monk.

Zhan Yin rolled his eyes and whispered, "Brother, do we want to go back to the cultivation world?"

Hearing this, Tan Jiayong looked back at the boy with a hesitant expression.

In the past, it was very inconvenient to have only one Xiaoyin as a demon cultivator, but now with Father Tan and two demon cultivators by his side, it is even more inconvenient to go back to the Artifact Sect.

Zhan Yin smiled, "It's okay, the relationship between Xianxiu and Moxiu will not be so bad after a while."

The so-called battle between immortals and demons is nothing more than a battle between ethics and interests.When the enemies of both sides are the same, the original hatred becomes worthless.

Those so-called book walkers probably also know this, so they have only stirred up troubles in the past two years, trying to get enough benefits before everything starts.

Only in that way can we gain more voice in the future.

After counting the time, it's time to go out with my brother and dad.

Tan Jiayong shared his thoughts with Tan Wen, Tan Wen nodded, and then retreated the next day.

When he left the customs again, his cultivation had already directly entered the alchemy stage.

Tan Jiayong saw it, and suddenly felt a sense of urgency.

His strength has also reached the completion of the alchemy period for a while, but he is still a step away from Yuanying.It's like a tank of water, it's not full yet, and it hasn't reached the time for a qualitative change.

There is a family member who can make alchemy and make spiritual food by my side, so it should not be difficult to get full.

But Tan Jiayong had a feeling that the aura he needed in his body should be the kind of weapon spirit accumulated little by little during the refining process, which was somewhat different from what ordinary monks supplemented.

So he resisted the eagerness and began to temper the magic weapon one by one.There is a lot of refining, after all, some are sold out, and at the same time, they also start to buy or exchange materials.

Gradually, in addition to the spiritual food in the restaurant, the news that a powerful craftsman came to Wuyuan Town also gradually spread.

The originally remote town gradually became bustling, and even monks of Nascent Soul could occasionally see a few, and middle and low-level monks walked all over the place.

Of course, an alchemist and a weapon refiner, no matter which one is envied and wanted to possess, let alone two.

A lot of people have thrown olive branches here, using threats and lures.It's a pity that Zhan Yin basically solved it quietly.

Strength is the truth.