Chapter 457 Are you mentally ill
In the evening, Yan Qing, Qi Ming, Ma Bingliang, and Tang Yuanyuan returned to the village.
Qiao Cian, who was far away in Xuzhou, also came back with her young apprentice Zhou You, as well as Han Musen, who was not in the village from time to time, and Duan Qinghua, who had not seen him for a while after returning to the capital.
The friends are all back. Fu Cancan and Xiao Lin are very happy and plan to cook a lot of delicious dishes in the evening. Tang Yuanyuan, Qiao Cian, Duan Qinghua, and Han Musen help them. They are cooking and laughing in the kitchen. Laugh, so unhappy.
"Young Master Han, it's unjust for this potato to die in your hands." The corners of Fu Cancan's mouth twitched wildly. She looked at the potatoes that were originally as big as an adult's fist and were cut into small dumplings. She regretted letting him Take over the project of peeling potatoes.
The culprit didn't feel at all that he had done anything wrong. Instead, he held up the little glutinous rice ball to show off, "Don't you think this is a piece of art? Look at how round and beautiful I peel this potato." .”
Fu Cancan chuckled, picked up a water ladle and put it on his head.
"You have no reason to waste food!"
Han Musen was suddenly hit with a water ladle and he didn't react at all. He looked at Fu Cancan in confusion and said in disbelief, "You actually hit me?!"
"I not only beat you, I also scolded you," Fu Cancan said, "Are you confused? Even if you have never done these things, you must have basic common sense. Who would peel potatoes like this! Ah! ”
Han Musen: "..."
What's the point of being fierce? It's okay if he doesn't engage in art.
Even after being scolded, Han Musen didn't dare to talk back, and he didn't dare to engage in art anymore. He just peeled potatoes obediently.
Seeing him being scolded and the potato that looked like a small rice dumpling, everyone else couldn't help but laugh.
Especially Duan Qinghua, he laughed at Han Musen and was a little proud at the same time. As a rich man, he had never done any housework.
But he is extremely talented and can do anything well.
"Xiao Lin, I've finished peeling the garlic, can you take a look?"
Duan Qinghua handed the garlic he peeled to Xiao Lin, his eyes shining like a child waiting for praise.
However, Xiao Lin was busy preparing the food and only glanced at it, "Well, okay, just put it wherever you want."
"Then peel the lettuce skin for me."
Duan Qinghua felt a little disappointed because there was no praise. He said "Hello" in a low voice and took the lettuce and a knife to peel the sides.
Tang Yuanyuan and Qiao Cian are kitchen veterans, and they are responsible for killing chickens and fish.
Two children, Zhou You and Xiao Xiao, were doing homework in the room.
Taoist priest Xuan Yue, Ma Bingliang, Yan Qing and Qi Ming were sitting alone in the yard chatting. Some B&B guests would sit in the yard chatting and enjoying the beautiful night view of the village in the evening.
Ma Bingliang couldn't help but keep glancing into the room, and asked in a low voice, "Uncle Master, how do you think Chen Jiang did this?"
It was naturally a good thing that his old friend was reincarnated successfully, and he was naturally happy, but he had always been confused about this issue.
Before, he clearly saw that Chen Jiang's soul was gone. In this case, there was absolutely no possibility of reincarnation, but he actually left a trace of his soul behind and reincarnated as Zhou You.
Moreover, he had done calculations for Zhou You before, but he didn't calculate that he was the reincarnation of an old friend at all. He only calculated that he had lost one soul.
Taoist Priest Xuanyue was sitting in a wheelchair, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand. While drinking, he said: "Isn't it normal that there are things in this world that we don't know and can't do?"
This sentence is correct.
The world is so big and there are countless capable people and strangers, and there are too many things they don’t know.
"Where did Yang Fan go?" Qi Ming looked around and saw no trace of Yang Fan. I couldn't sense her breath upstairs.
Only then did Ma Bingliang notice that Yang Fan was not there, "Yes, where is Grandmaster Yang Fan?"
They have not seen Yang Fan since they came back, and they still want to talk to her about the incident during the day when she was almost eroded by resentment and turned into a resentful corpse, as well as the results of their investigation.
Since the last time they encountered a zombie and a large-scale storm broke out, they have never encountered a zombie again. Except for the case of living people being infected with resentment, there was no abnormality.
The whereabouts of the Japs could not be found, and no resentful corpse appeared. It was as if the other party suddenly appeared to remind them of his existence.
Yan Qing looked at Taoist Master Xuan Yue, "Master, where did the Patriarch go?"
Taoist priest Xuan Yue: "Take Lao Hei to the next village to help people deal with some minor problems."
Hearing this, Qi Ming's eyes moved slightly, and Yan Qing had a bad premonition in his heart.
As soon as Yang Fan acted alone, Yan Qing always felt that she would go out and make a big comeback.
Just like going to the Netherworld Abyss to fight before.
Yan Qing asked: "Where did the Patriarch go to help? Do you need us to help?"
Taoist priest Xuan Yue waved her hand, "No, she should be back soon. She just went to the next village to deal with some minor problems."
One of the workers who decorated Yang Fan's house was from the next village. There was a small problem at home and Yang Fan was asked to come over and take a look.
"Then I'd better go take a look," Yan Qing said, turning back to the canteen to get the car keys and start driving.
Qi Ming followed him silently.
Seeing that Yan Qing cared so much about Yang Fan, Ma Bingliang's expression turned a bit gossipy, "Uncle Master, where have Yan Qing and Master Yang Fan reached? When will they get married?"
His abrupt question confused Taoist Xuanyue and made him choke on his tea.
"Ahem, cough, cough... Xiaoma, what are you talking about?!" Taoist priest Xuan Yue glared at Ma Binliang. This man must be old and confused!
Ma Bingliang said with an innocent face, "Isn't Yanqing the child foster husband you specially raised for your ancestor?"
He knew from a long time ago that Taoist Xuanyue trained Yan Qing not only as a disciple, the future head of Sanqing Palace, but also as someone's future 'partner', just to allow him to gain greater benefits. .
Therefore, he has always despised Taoist Xuanyue's selfish behavior, sacrificing an innocent child for his own selfish desires.
Later, a Patriarch suddenly appeared, and Taoist Master Xuan Yue asked Yan Qing to stay by her side, so Ma Bingliang was sure that Yang Fan was that person.
Yan Qing is the child foster husband raised by Taoist Master Xuan Yue for Yang Fan!
Although he had despised and disapproved of this kind of thing in the past, after meeting Yang Fan himself and Yan Qing's attitude towards her, Ma Bingliang no longer felt that it was inappropriate.
After all, Yang Fan is good-looking and has great fighting prowess. If they are in love, it will be a beautiful thing.
Ma Bingliang sighed, "I think Yan Qing and Patriarch are a good match."
Apart from the issue of seniority, they are quite compatible in terms of their monastic talents and appearance.
After hearing what he said, the corners of Taoist Xuanyue's mouth twitched crazily, "...You must be mentally ill."
Is he some kind of pervert, raising a child as Yang Fan's foster husband? !
Returning a child to Yang Fu Le, how could such a good thing happen to a child?