Guide to the Empress becoming a God

Chapter 1169 Wen Qiong
The strange laugh just now overlapped with Mr. Yumei's laughter, and it sounded like the echo of Mr. Yumei's laughter.

Yanyan thought that the person who came was also an old man, but she didn't see clearly until the person got closer.

The person who came was actually a young man in a loose shirt and a wide belt.

There was a slight smile on the young man's face, even if he was wearing a simple plain wide shirt, it couldn't hide the jagged and pure bones under the robe.

The young man was eight feet tall, and although he was thin, his frame was straight and full. The toga was worn on him and he walked with the wind naturally, and the thick white mist was swirled under his feet by the wide robe.

What attracted Yanyan the most was the boy's eyes.

The boy's eyes are bright and quiet, as quiet as a deep pool.

Yanyan felt that even though it was soaked in blood, these eyes were still calm and convincing.

The young man swung his spacious robe sleeves and came to Yanyan and Mr. Yumei. He didn't talk to them. He sat down on the open space opposite them, picked up the only grilled fish on the grill and began to eat it. .

Yanyan raised her eyebrows: "Don't you think there are any shortcomings?"

The young man looked up at Yanyan: "What's missing? I don't think there's anything missing. The fish meat is soft, the bone spurs are crisp, and the cooking time is just right."

Yan Yan smiled: "It's just that I lack some manners."

The young man put the half-eaten grilled fish back on the grill, and asked with a smile: "You catch my fish, and instead of inviting me as the host's guest, you accuse me of being rude to eat your grilled fish, which is unreasonable!"

As soon as these words came out, Yanyan's expression changed immediately.

She glanced at Mr. Yumei who was opposite.

Seeing that Mr. Yumei didn't speak, he quickly stood up straight, brushed off the dust on his body, and respectfully saluted the young man: "Yan Weimou is an honor to the island owner. I don't know the true face of the mountain. I hope the island owner will forgive me."

The young man is Wen Qiong, the owner of Tianbei Island and Shen Yuyun's master.

On Tianbei Island, the only person who calls the sect "my family" is Wen Qiong.

Wen Qiong waved his hand lightly, then turned to Mr. Yumei with a smile and asked, "Your disciple?"

Yumei shook her head slightly: "I don't have such a good opportunity."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Yumei reached out to pick up another grilled fish from the grill, and returned the fish that Wen Qiong ate half and put back to him.

Tear off a piece of milky white and tender fish meat and put it in his mouth, Mr. Yumei smiled while chewing: "I have some fate with you."

Wen Qiong froze for a moment, then turned around and looked at Yanyan carefully.

Then he shook his head lightly: "The temperament of this child is not like my disciple from Tianbei Island."

After finishing speaking, Wen Qiong frowned again with those beautiful long eyebrows.

Yanyan looked at the "boy" who was looking at her seriously, but she couldn't bring her in.

Wen Qiong is hundreds of years old, why should he keep his appearance at such a young age? This is too contrary to harmony.

After eating the whole grilled fish, and wiping off the thin oil from the corner of his mouth with the wide sleeve of his robe, Wen Qiong laughed:
"It must be that Xiao Liu is back, there must be no mistakes this time!"

After finishing speaking, Wen Qiong looked around, puzzled: "Eh? Since he returned to the sect, why didn't you come to see me together? This kid, after going out for a few years, doesn't cling to me as much as before..."

Yanyan was about to speak, Mr. Yumei smiled: "It's fine if you fool Miss Yan, I'm still here, you're almost fine."

Yan Yan silently closed her mouth.

Things grow old and strange, people grow old, that's what Wen Qiong is talking about.

Yan Yan didn't want to say anything, she turned around and went back to catch her fish.

She is not qualified to speak in front of these old monsters, and she will be fooled by the old men if she opens her mouth.

After the fish was finished, Mr. Yumei cleaned up the skewers for the two of them, and also put away the smiles on their faces:

"Others retreat, and they don't know anything about the outside world. But when you stay in Yunmeng Daze, you are different from others."

"Today I brought Miss Yan over to ask you for a word."

Wen Qiong lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Yan Yan, who had her back to the two fishing, was as nervous as a drum beating.

She knew that this was the most critical moment, and whether she could win Rong Mochou was all in Wen Qiong's thoughts.

After a moment of silence, Wen Qiong said in a low voice: "I want to see Ah Yun."

Yan Yan's hand holding the fishing rod froze slightly.

But Mr. Yumei responded happily: "Yes, tomorrow night, I will bring Ayun to you."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Yumei immediately got up and was about to go back along the way he came.

Yanyan hurriedly threw the two fish she had just caught at her feet into the lake, got up and was about to go back with Mr. Yumei.

But Mr. Yumei said: "Miss Yan can stay here. It's rare for you to come to Yunmengze. It's good for you to take a walk around here more often."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Yumei took out several large paper packages from his linen pocket and stuffed them into Yanyan's arms, and left without looking back.

Yanyan was holding a few big paper bags, looking at the back of the old man striding forward, with a complicated expression.

Why do you feel like you've been sold?
These two people haven't seen each other for hundreds of years, Mr. Yumei can trust Wen Qiong so much?
But the figure of Mr. Yumei disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only the directionless lakes and the boundless white mist.

Yanyan held the paper bag full of arms, and looked back at Wen Qiong who was still sitting beside the fire.

Then she saw fish bones all over the floor.

There wasn't a single one left on the grill.

When she looked over, Wen Qiong was still biting the fish spine that had already eaten all the meat in his mouth, and he was still chattering, making a low "baji" sound from his mouth.

Yan Yan silently determined Wen Qiong's sex in her heart: Foodies, the appraisal is complete!
Eh?
Suddenly, a gleam of clarity flashed across Yanyan's altar, and she quickly lowered her head to look at a few large paper bags that Mr. Yumei had left for her.

Then Yanyan smiled complacently.

Hehe, it really is tricky.

Yan Yan, who had a suspicious face before, swept away the sad expression when he was thrown away just now, and sat down in front of Wen Qiong again with a big paper bag full of vigor.

Seeing Yanyan return, Wen Qiong took out the fish bones in his mouth, quickly glanced at the pile of fish bones in front of him, and smiled embarrassingly:

"The old man was concentrating on thinking about things just now, but he didn't notice for a while, and he ate them all."

Wen Qiong stood up, with a look of remorse: "Why don't I catch some more fish for you, and you grill them again."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Yanyan to speak, Wen Qiongqu pointed at the lake and threw a ball of energy into it. After about two to three minutes, a ball of white light slowly emerged from the water.

Then Yan Yan stared blankly.

In the white light, there are a lot of fish, shrimp, crab, clam shells...

As soon as a large pile was scattered on the shore, a small hill with whiskers and tails appeared in front of the two of them...

Wen Qiong took those bright eyes and looked at Yan Yan with a smile: "Is this enough to compensate the girl for those fish? Not enough for me to catch some more for the girl."

Yanyan laughed angrily.

Daringly, I'm not your apprentice, so I don't feel sorry for being exhausted.

But Yanyan was not really annoyed, she glanced at the big paper bags that Mr. Yumei left for herself, and smiled so hard that she couldn't see her teeth: "Okay, I'll bake them for you one by one, just wait with..."

　good night

　　
　
(End of this chapter)