Guide to the Empress becoming a God

Chapter 859
Threat!

The old man was impatient.

Yan Yan smiled: "Why are you so anxious, don't provoke me if you don't provoke me."

The wife was taken aback.

I didn't expect Yanyan to be so easy to talk.

He looked suspiciously at the girl in front of him who was as pretty as a little fox and smiled like a little fox.

But Yan Yan took a sip of the herbal tea in front of her: "Since the master doesn't want me to provoke your beloved disciple, I'm not even interested in the brat at all. If I don't see him, then I'll come and find him." How are you, Master?"

The old man didn't expect Yan Yan's conversation to change so unexpectedly, his face showed a bit unnatural, he frowned and reprimanded: "I'm not joking with you!"

Yanyan smiled: "Okay, since the master says it's serious, then I'll say it too. If the master agrees to one condition, I won't go to Xiao Chen Zhen again."

The master saw that although she was playful, her demeanor did not seem to be perfunctory and there was room for negotiation, so her original serious expression eased a bit: "You say, if I can do it, it's fine with you."

Yanyan: "Master, if you are willing to take me to find the storyteller's residence, I will agree to you."

The master's originally relaxed expression immediately widened his eyes when he heard Yan Yan's words.

This master's expression almost amused Yanyan.

Just now, she had a serious and serious expression, which made Yanyan think that this is a calm master, but she didn't expect that just after she said a word, this one immediately revealed her secrets.

Sell ​​yourself clean.

Yanyan suddenly felt that this old man was actually quite cute, and at this old age, he still had no city at all, and he was a sweetheart.

But the other party's reaction, Yanyan can be sure without asking, her previous guess is correct.

This seemingly rude and unreasonable teacher behaves completely unreliably, and does not look like a pedant who teaches and educates people at all.

But the old man knew the town's secrets.

The master specially came to the inn to find her in the middle of the night. Apart from preventing her from getting close to Chen Zhen, Yanyan didn't know what the other party's purpose was, but this further showed that Chen Zhen also had a close relationship with this weird town.

In fact, regarding Chen Zhen, Yanyan knew that this child was different from others since she first met him when she was listening to books in a tea shop.

When the storyteller told the story, the listeners, including Bo Seung-hyun, seemed to be completely immersed in the story world described by the storyteller.

But Chen Zhen remained sober all the time, and only he knew that this story was told every day, but it never came to an end.

And in the early morning of the day before yesterday, the child took a food box to Yewu Wilderness to deliver snacks to her, and he was not afraid of the terrifying monster fog at all.

Even, in order not to fall into a dream in the early morning, Chen Zhen even prefers to go out at night to deliver snacks...

Thinking of this, Yanyan suddenly became curious.

What kind of terrible dream did Chen Zhen have, which made him rather risk running into the mist demon than stay at home and sleep...

"no!"

The master suddenly raised his voice to object, interrupting Yan Yan who was in a trance.

Yanyan looked at Master, showing a meaningful smile: "Oh, Master came to find me specially tonight, and warned me not to approach Chen Zhen. I thought Master was sincerely thinking about your students."

"I didn't expect that I just made a small request, and the master refused without even thinking about it. It seems that the master's worries about your elementary school student have a lot of water."

The master immediately blew his beard and stared: "Who, whose worries are mixed with water!"

The little old man seemed to have been stabbed in the lungs by Yan Yan's words, he jumped up from the chair in a huff, and walked back and forth on the ground with his hands behind his back.

While walking, he muttered: "The old man won't let you see my student, not only for Chen Zhen's sake, but also for your own good."

"And that storyteller, do you think he's a cheap master? That one is not easy to get along with! The old man didn't take you there for your own good. Tell me about you, little girl, why are you so rude? Save trouble, and turn it around and say that the old man is not sincere, you simply don't know good people!"

After finishing speaking, the master flicked his robe sleeves impatiently, pointing at the tip of Yanyan's nose with an expression of hatred:

"You little girl, you don't know the dangers of the world, and you don't understand if I tell you too much. Judging by your attire, you may be a rich lady from a rich family. Your parents must have spoiled you and stole it." Run out and play wild."

"The old man advises you to go back to your boudoir as soon as possible to enjoy your happiness, and don't stay in this wretched place to make trouble!"

Yan Yan asked suddenly: "Why don't you let me see Chen Zhen, why do you say it's for my sake?"

The master was furious, and answered casually: "You think Chen Zhen is just an ordinary child? This child is not that simple, he has something to do with—"

Suddenly shut his mouth, and then the master stared at Yan Yan with those yellowed eyeballs, and said with a vicious expression: "Well, you stinky girl, the old man is all for you, but you turn around and tell me what the old man said! You A stinky girl who doesn't know what's good and what's wrong!"

The master shook the sleeve of his robe violently: "You are not my student, if you are willing to send me to death, you have no responsibility to stop me, you just go!"

Having said that, the old head was so angry that he turned around and was about to walk towards the door.

But as soon as he got to the door, before his feet hit the ground, his figure turned 180 degrees on the spot and turned back again.

The yellow eyes that were vicious just now are staring straight at Yanyan...

Hands.

Yan Yan didn't know when there was a small pottery jug in her hand, she casually brought a teacup on the table, and poured herself a glass of wine slowly.

The master's eyes were fixed on the movements of Yanyan's hands, and the Adam's apple on the slack neck rolled several times, he sniffed hard, and let out a heartfelt admiration: "Good wine!"

Yan Yan acted as if he was not in the room, and filled the teacup with clear wine.

He raised it to his lips, took a sip, and then narrowed his eyes like a cat: "In such a quiet night, you should warm up with a pot of wine, it's so comfortable!"

After finishing speaking, Yanyan took another sip, then seemed to inadvertently raise her head, and saw the teacher standing upright beside her.

Yan Yan seemed to be taken aback: "Huh? Master hasn't left yet? I thought you were always gone."

The master has long since neglected to talk to Yanyan and pretend to be cute.

With a pair of eyes fixed on the small flagon, the small steps under his feet moved back from the door little by little.

She leaned her face closer and sniffed the wine a few more times, smiling like a blooming chrysanthemum, "Miss, what kind of wine is this? This wine... hiss... it's really delicious, it's so fragrant!"

Yanyan smiled slightly: "As soon as I heard this, I knew that the old man is an expert in wine tasting, do you want to try it?"

The master stared at the small jug in Yanyan's hand and almost swallowed his tongue. Hearing Yanyan's question, he didn't even stutter, and nodded fiercely: "Okay, I'll just take a sip, just a sip, thank you miss ..."

(End of this chapter)