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In Qingling City, since Mo Guanji had decided to contact the White Emperor, it was time for him to take action.

First, he needs a jar of wine.

"I am also a member of the Demon Sect now. As long as the waiter at Laifu Restaurant has not changed, he should still remember me. I go to Laifu Restaurant to get a jar of wine. Isn't it too much?"

With such a free-for-profit mentality, Mo Guanji rushed to Laifu Restaurant in Qingling City.

The waiter at Laifu Restaurant has not changed, he is still the same one.

He was the one who was quite good at getting things done and took good care of Lin Chan.

When he and Lin Chan first met, the waiter brought Lin Chan to the backyard to deliver food.

At that time, Lu Xun recognized Lin Chan and wanted to leave her alone. The waiter in the shop was worried that the little mute had made Lu Xun unhappy, so he quickly explained several times, saying that she was mute and was not in good health, so she was clumsy. If you have any instructions, just ask him...

For a mortal, and a mortal who relies on the sect for survival, it actually takes a lot of courage to be able to say these words.

In fact, during the years when Lin Chan helped in the restaurant, the waiter sympathized with her and took good care of her.

So after Lu Xun returned, he specifically mentioned it to the deacon at the outer door. Under his signal, the waiter was now the shopkeeper of Laifu Restaurant.

The outside deacon is experienced in doing things, but the waiter thinks that he has been promoted naturally and will not give him the inflated feeling of "there is someone above me". This is actually better.

Mo Guanji walked into the restaurant and said, "The waiter... uh, it turns out he is already the shopkeeper. Congratulations!"

The other party's basic information appeared in front of him. It said he was the shopkeeper, and it could be seen from his clothes that he had indeed been promoted.

Shopkeeper Wang was quite impressed by Mo Guanji and still remembered him, so he hurriedly greeted him.

"Shopkeeper, can I get a jar of wine?" Mo Guanji asked after a few pleasantries.

"Just take your pick." Shopkeeper Wang smiled.

Laifu Restaurant originally served the Demon Sect, it was just a jar of wine.

"Okay, then I won't be polite." Mo Guanji really picked the one with the highest price.

It was obviously just a jar of wine, but he could feel the special treatment brought by his high-level status as a disciple of the Demon Sect! PC::/

And the pleasure of having sex for free!

Before leaving, he saw that Shopkeeper Wang was hesitant to speak, so he asked curiously: "Shopkeeper Wang, do you have something to say? But there is no harm in saying it!"

Shopkeeper Wang was obviously no longer a waiter, and he was considered a person of some status among the mortals in Qingling City, but his face once again showed a long-lost ingratiating smile.

He asked cautiously: "I want to ask you, Lin...Fairy Lin, how are you doing?"

At this moment, he even felt that he should no longer call Lin Chan by his first name.

Logically speaking, he should be happy for Lin Chan to reach the sky in one step.

In fact, he was really happy at first, but when he thought about Lin Chan being mute and simple, he was still afraid that she would not have a good life.

After all, practitioners are precious in the eyes of mortals. In a sect that is all practitioners, there is a hierarchy. This is inevitable.

Lin Chan's grandfather used to be a cook in a restaurant. When the waiter first came, he took good care of the waiter.

Although he never said anything to anyone, he believed that he owed Lin Chan's family.

In fact, he also knew that no matter whether Lin Chan's life was good or bad, it had nothing to do with him. What could he, a mere mortal, do to help?

But he still wanted to ask.

During this time, some Demon Sect disciples also came to this restaurant. Every time, he hesitated to speak until he saw Mo Guanji, a person directly related to Lin Chan's master.

Mo Guanji was stunned and didn't react at first. After thinking for a long time, he realized that he should be asking about Lin Chan, the founding disciple of Purple Palace and my eldest sister!

Although he had just gone online not long ago and had never been to the Demon Sect, what was his identity in the Purple Palace? He is a purple-named NPC! How could his founding disciple do well?

So Mo Guanji immediately said: "Sister Lin's master status is noble. Since she worships him as her master, she is different from ordinary Demon Sect disciples like us."

When Shopkeeper Wang heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and finally felt relieved.

The other helpers in the store were stunned. The shopkeeper, who looked young, promising and calm, actually had such a simple and innocent smile on his face?

Mo Guanji didn't expect that this game would reach such an extent that even an ordinary NPC would have its own emotions? : :

He is a severely Internet-addicted young man who is addicted to games and cannot extricate himself. He regards the game world as the real world and playing games as his second life.

Therefore, he enjoyed the experience at this moment.

He also likes this kind of game.

A warm game.

Before Mo Guanji left, he asked, "Shopkeeper, I don't know your name yet."

"The villain's name is Wang Pan." Shopkeeper Wang Pan said.

"My name is Mo Guanji." Mo Guanji said.

In fact, through detection, he could know the name of Shopkeeper Wang, but he still wanted to ask, because this would be considered a formal acquaintance and friendship.

He should be allowed to name it himself.

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Outside Qingling City, Lu Xun drove the paper crane to a hillside outside the city.

He stood here and looked down, and could vaguely see a bunch of players standing scattered outside the city.

The players all held wine jars in their hands, waiting for Bai Di to appear.

But Lu Xun was in no hurry to go down, he still had things to do.

He walked to a small grave on the mountain, knelt down and said softly: "You are Xiao Chan'er's grandfather, and I am Xiao Chan'er's master. I'll ask you to call me Uncle Lin."

"Uncle Lin, Xiao Chan'er is doing well in the Demon Sect. You don't have to worry about her."

"She is very talented, and she is simple and kind. Everyone likes her very much and takes good care of her."

"But it is precisely because Xiao Chan'er is so talented that some problems have arisen in this world. She may have to bear a lot of responsibilities and burdens in the future."

"But don't worry, I am her master, I will definitely help her carry it."

"Originally, I should have brought Xiao Chaner with me to see you this time, but recently, the mainland has been a bit messy. After a while, I will take her down the mountain to see you."

As he said this, he took out a jar of wine from his storage ring and said, "Xiao Chan'er said that you like to drink Huadiao, so I brought you a jar. This is not someone else's filial piety to me. I went there specially to give it to you." You buy from a time-honored brand.”

While pouring the wine slowly, he talked nonchalantly, as if he was talking about whatever came to mind.

"Oh, by the way, Xiao Chan'er's strange illness has been cured, and her body no longer aches."

"Well, people are not that thin anymore. I have fed them and put on weight."

"I'll bring her here next time. You might not recognize her at once, haha!"

He patted the black knot tied on his belt and said, "Look, Xiaochan'er gave this to me. I'm a silly girl. Uncle Gui gave her a life-saving pendant, and she actually gave it to me as well." Me, but don’t worry, I’ll confiscate it.”

Lu Xun raised his hand, and instead of using the dust removal technique, he gently brushed away the dust on the tombstone.

But there doesn't seem to be much dust, and it seems like someone comes to pay homage from time to time.

Lu Xun just kept squatting and chatting for half an hour before he stood up and said, "Uncle Lin, it's time for me to go. I'll bring Xiao Chan'er to see you in a few days."

After he was far away, he took off on the paper crane.

It's dinner time now. Looking down from a high place, you can clearly see the smoke rising from all over Qingling City.

Looking at the smoke from a high altitude, he had a different feeling, which made him feel very comfortable.

"The fireworks in the world are the most soothing to mortal hearts." Lu Xun thought of this sentence again.

In fact, it’s not just ordinary people.

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