Immortal Master Invincible

Chapter 202 That Boy
After finishing everything, it was almost four o'clock in the afternoon when everyone arrived at Fang Xiaonan's house.

Everyone was in a good mood, as if they were affected by Fang Xiaonan's relaxed mood, and they didn't worry at all about the Lin family elder who might appear at any time.

After waiting for everyone to walk around the imitation Xiaonan's house, admiring a few words, and drinking two cups of tea, it was already past five o'clock.

Seeing that it was almost time, Fang Xiaonan went into the kitchen to cook.

Not many people have seen Fang Xiaonan cook. The five people who followed Fang Xiaonan home basically saw Fang Xiaonan cook for the first time.

Several people were quite curious about such a young Vajra Realm; curious about how such an outstanding young master was cultivated?
Those who can become congenital in their twenties, no matter how good their qualifications are, basically survived by working hard day and night, but why do they even cook by themselves with such high strength?

Everyone was a little puzzled and a little embarrassed, and they all rushed into the kitchen curiously, asking if they needed help.

Of course, Fang Xiaonan refused.

It is of course good to have good helpers.But these helpers, it seems that they can only add to the chaos, of course it is better to refuse.

Imitation Xiaonan doesn't want help, and everyone doesn't mind, anyway, they all know about each other's affairs, such things as eliminating demons and defending Taoism, the big guys may have their own way, but things like cooking should be left to professionals Better.

Although Fang Xiaonan's specialty is not New Oriental cooking, in the eyes of everyone, watching Fang Xiaonan knock out a fish neatly with a kitchen knife in his hand, then remove the scales and belly, and clean it up in just three or two strokes ; If you say that you are not a professional, no one really believes it.

Everyone is here, amazed at imitating Xiaonan's cooking skills. At this time, on the mountain road outside the door, there is a man with slightly white hair, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and his lips are slightly pursed. Wen looked a little serious, but she looked like an old lady next door, walking slowly up the mountain path.

"Okay, okay, everyone, don't hinder Xiaonan here anymore, let's go out first; those who wipe the table clean the table, and those who set the table and chopsticks set the table and chopsticks, you can't just do nothing."

Seeing Fang Xiaonan washing and chopping vegetables in an orderly manner, Yu Wenmo showed surprise and envy in his eyes, nodded to everyone, and said with a smile.

"Okay, I'm going to wipe the table!" Wang Yunlong quickly grabbed a clean rag.

Wang Lingfeng next to her also hurriedly looked for the cupboard to get her rice bowl.The two brothers and sisters visited Fang Xiaonan's house last time, and they are a little more familiar with them than everyone else.

As for Yun Linzi and Liu Kun, they looked around and found that there was really no place for them to help, so they hurriedly retreated, not planning to cause trouble here.

Yu Wenmo looked around, and silently withdrew.

"Ding dong ding dong!"

Just when the three of them were sitting in the living room, staring at the "Cat and Mouse" that was playing on the TV, feeling a little bored, the doorbell suddenly rang.

"Huh?" The three were stunned for a moment, and then Yu Wenmo got up to open the door, while Yun Linzi and Liu Kun sat obediently next to them.

The two of them were quite self-aware, a Taoist priest who was dressed a little weirdly, and a simple and honest person, and it was more appropriate for Yu Wenmo, who was the best looking, to open the door.

After opening the door, Yu Wenmo was slightly taken aback, looking at the old lady outside the door, it took him a while to remember that he had so much fun this afternoon that he almost forgot the business.

The old lady lowered her head slightly, stared at Yu Wenmo through the upper edge of the presbyopic glasses frame, with a trace of doubt in her eyes, and said softly: "Are you imitating Xiaonan?"

"Ah... um... no, I'm Xiao Nan's friend Yu Wenmo..."

"Yu Wenmo?" The old lady was stunned, feeling that the name sounded familiar, and after looking down at Yu Wenmo for a while, she suddenly remembered something, and said with a frown: "Then Yu Wenmo, the disciple of the palace lord? "

"Exactly, I'm next!" Yu Wenmo took a deep breath, cupped his hands slightly, and said.

"What are you doing here?" The old lady frowned, looked inside the room, and said, "Where is Fang Xiaonan?"

"Ah...Xiao Nan is sitting cooking, Senior Lin, please come in!" Yu Wenmo smiled elegantly, stepped aside respectfully, and said.

"Cooking?" Lin Ansu frowned, and suddenly said in surprise, "You know me?"

Yu Wenmo was silent for a while, then said respectfully: "I don't know you, but we know that you may come today! So, I guess you should be Senior Lin Ansu!"

"Hehe... Interesting, I knew I would come!" Lin Ansu snorted softly, the nasolabial folds at the corners of her mouth deepened a bit, she walked into the room slowly with her hands behind her back.

Yun Linzi and Liu Kun over there had already heard their words, and they had already stood up from the sofa at this time; in their identities, they must maintain enough humility in the face of a psychic existence .

The psychic realm, in this world, is already considered a real master-level existence.

Not to mention that the elders of the Lin family are also well-known and righteous, even they dare not show obvious disrespect.

"Hehe...there are quite a few people!" Lin Ansu turned his head and glanced at the two people standing in the living room. After narrowing his eyes, he roughly judged the origin of the two people.

After snorting twice, he looked at the restaurant not far away, looked at Wang Lingfeng and Wang Yunlong who were setting the table and chopsticks but didn't notice, and snorted again.

"Senior, please sit down, Xiao Nan will come out soon!" Yu Wenmo bowed slightly and stretched out his hand to signal, neither humble nor overbearing.

"En!" Facing the respectful attitude of the Palace Master, this disciple, although Lin Ansu was a little displeased with the situation in front of him, she still nodded and slowly sat down on the sofa next to her.

"Hey, is there a guest?" Wang Yunlong said, just after wiping the table, looking at Lin Ansu who was sitting in the living room, slightly taken aback.

But as soon as he said this, seeing Lin Ansu, who had a slightly cold face and a slightly sharp expression on his face, his expression suddenly changed, and his voice immediately dropped by two points, subconsciously, he looked into the kitchen next to him, and lost his voice Authentic: "Xiao Nan, here we come!"

"Here?" In the kitchen, Fang Xiaonan had just thrown the fish into the oil pan, and the oil was making a "sizzling" sound.

He turned his head and glanced at Wang Yunlong, who had a slightly pale face outside, and after a moment of surprise, he understood; a comforting smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he nodded towards Wang Yunlong, saying: "Okay, I will finish cooking this fish right away." come out!"

Wang Lingfeng had just set the bowls and chopsticks at this time, looked at Lin Ansu over there, took a light breath to calm herself down, and quickly went to the side to pour tea, respectfully sent a cup of tea over, and said with a sweet smile: "Senior Lin, Please drink tea!"

Not to mention that Lin Ansu also guessed at this time that this pair of young people should be the pair of grandchildren of the Wang family. Although they don't think much of the Wang family, they are still in their territory after all.

Lin Ansu reached out to take the tea, nodded, and said, "Little girl is quite sensible!"

"Senior, thank you!" Wang Lingfeng smiled sweetly, and hurriedly stood aside; facing the inadvertently terrifying aura of this psychic realm, she only felt flustered.

Before reaching the innate realm, the aura of connecting to the spiritual realm is irresistible.

Lin Ansu took a sip of tea lightly, and looked at the kitchen over there with a slight frown; she knew she was coming, but she dared to be so arrogant, really. . .

The anger in Lin Ansu's eyes had just surfaced when a young man came out from the kitchen. He was wearing a blue and red checkered apron and was holding a fish plate in his hand. He put the plate on the table After that, he turned around.

On the handsome face, the eyes are as warm as jade, full of indifference and ease, just like an ordinary young man at home who has just finished cooking a table and is waiting for his family to come over for dinner.

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(End of this chapter)