After the abusive husband became enlightened, the fox demon master turned black

Chapter 10 Ten, making tea
After the ban on donation was lifted, Sang Mo suddenly felt so empty inside that he didn't know what to do.

On Master's side, as long as she doesn't disturb him, Shen Yanqing can get the Book of Heaven himself.

Moreover, he is very talented in this life. As long as no one discovers his identity as a fox demon, he can stay in the blessed land of Changli Mountain and ascend without any problem.

As for the evil god, she had never heard of it in her previous life in the mortal world, and it was estimated that he would not appear in the short term.

She had never known that being idle could be so uncomfortable.

Scratching the itch in the heart and liver.

Shen Yanqing's desperate expression when he was dying in his previous life kept revolving in his mind, and his brain was about to explode.

During the summer solstice, the room was extremely hot and muggy. Sang Mo took a deep breath, fanned himself and stood up to open the window.

As soon as the stick holding the window was propped up, Sang Mo was keenly aware of a person standing outside the window.

She raised her head and saw Shen Yanqing's handsome face again.

She suddenly became alert, "What are you doing here again?"

Shen Yanqing was wearing a crow-green gown at the moment. His long black hair was tied up with a bright golden white jade hairpin, and his indifferent phoenix eyes glanced at Sang Mo coolly.

At that moment, Sang Mo felt his heart skip a beat.

When Shen Yanqing didn't answer, Sang Mo walked out on his own, "If you're not here to trouble me, please sit down and have a cup of tea."

Shen Yanqing hesitated for a few seconds, then walked silently to the grape arbor and sat down at the stone table.

Sang Mo couldn't help but laugh when she saw this. She got up and went to the room to find tea.

She has received a lot of things recently, including tea.

Sang Mo rummaged in the cabinet for a long time and finally found a box of tea packed in a brocade box. It was called Gu Zhu Purple Bamboo Shoots and was said to be worth thousands of gold.

She opened the lid and sniffed.

In his previous life, Shen Yanqing liked to use a small stove to make tea, and this was how the aroma of tea wafted out.

Tsk, people are expensive, even a cup of tea is expensive.

Sang Mo complained in his heart and carried the tea stove out.

Shen Yanqing sat quietly under the grape trellis and waited. When he saw Sang Mo coming out, he silently trimmed his hair.

She skillfully lit the charcoal and was about to boil water.

Shen Yanqing stretched out his hand to stop, "Your tea still needs to be heated over high heat. Wrap it into tea cakes with paper. Let it cool, then crush it finely, and sieve the finely ground tea. When making tea, add fresh Boiled with mountain spring water.”

Shen Yanqing said so much at once, Sang Mo felt like her head was pounding, and she even regretted leaving Shen Yanqing to drink tea.

"Didn't your previous masters teach you such a simple thing?"

Sang Mo swallowed a mouthful of saliva, always feeling that he was acting strangely when he said this.

But wasn't her previous master Shen Yanqing himself?
I never saw him teach these things in my previous life.

Seeing that Sang Mo didn't say anything, Shen Yanqing took action himself.

Sang Mo watched him take out all the utensils for making tea from the storage bag.Silently and slowly, he began to make tea according to his own steps. The whole movement was smooth and smooth, and it was indescribably beautiful.

Sang Mo looked at it and couldn't move his eyes away.

It wasn't until Shen Yanqing suddenly called her that Sang Mo could barely react.

"What are you looking at?" Shen Yanqing asked knowingly.

Sang Mo blushed with embarrassment and hurriedly took the cup he handed and took a sip.

The scalding tea entered his mouth, and Sang Mo almost jumped up due to the scalding.

"Why is it so hot?" Sang Mo exclaimed.

Shen Yanqing lowered his eyes to hide the evil smile in his eyes, "The freshly brewed tea is already hot."

Sang Mo was furious, "Shen Yanqing, you must have done it on purpose!"

This was the first time Sang Mo called his name after his rebirth.

She was a little bit uncomfortable with it, but it was very enjoyable!
Shen Yan took a sip of tea and said slowly: "Nothing big or small."

After drinking a pot of tea, Shen Yanqing seemed very satisfied, "Where did this tea come from?"

Sang Mo said casually: "This is from Gu Chao. I think you will like it." "..."

Shen Yanqing suddenly froze, and the next second he threw the cup away as if disgusted, his eyes suddenly became fierce, and his tone was a little unbelievable, "You gave me something to drink from him?!"

Seeing his expression, Sang Mo was a little scared for a moment, "What...what's wrong? Does the tea not taste good?"

Shen Yanqing stood up suddenly, with a frighteningly gloomy expression on his face, as if what he had just drank was some intestinal poison.

Sang Mo didn't know why, "Why are you angry?"

Shen Yanqing said nothing, and took out a stack of silver notes with a cold face and placed it on the stone table, "Although I am not rich, I can still afford a tea."

After saying that, he turned around and disappeared from the place with an escape technique.Sang Mo wanted to reach out to catch him, but missed.

She stared blankly at the place where Shen Yanqing disappeared, with mixed feelings in her heart.

You were fine just now, why did you fall out in the blink of an eye?
The air was still filled with the strong fragrance of tea. Sang Mo picked up the banknote he put on the table, and Shen Yanqing's body temperature seemed to be lingering on it.

She held the banknote in her palm and sighed softly.

Just as he was about to put away the tea set, a smell of smoke suddenly entered his nose, choking Sang Mo and coughing.

She turned her head and saw thick black smoke rising around the yard.

Someone set fire to kill her!
Sang Mo waved his hand to put away Shen Yanqing's tea set, turned around and ran towards the courtyard gate.

But I don't know when, the door has been sealed.

She took a few steps back, jumped over the wall, and climbed out.

It's Su Qianqian!

She was carrying the oil drum and the fire magic weapon in her hand. When she saw Sang Mo coming out, she threw the oil drum away angrily and raised the magic weapon high to kill Sang Mo.

A fierce fire dragon rushed straight towards the door facing Sang Mo.

Sang Mo used an escape technique to go around behind her, raised his foot and kicked her butt hard.

This kick directly knocked Su Qianqian to the ground, and Sang Mo rushed forward and snatched the magic weapon from her hand.

Su Qianqian tried to grab her again, but Sang Mo slapped her directly in the face!

This was the first time Su Qianqian had been slapped in the face. She was stunned for a few seconds, and then became furious.

It's a pity that Sang Mo suppressed her so hard that Su Qianqian couldn't resist, so she collapsed and shouted in panic.

The sound like a slaughtering pig quickly attracted Father Su, who had just returned home.

He had been busy all day and didn't get any water. As soon as he entered the house, he saw that the yard of his house was burned and his two daughters were still fighting with each other. Veins on his forehead suddenly jumped with anger.

"Stop all of them!!"

This roar, like a bell, startled the two of them.

Sang Mo obeyed and let go of Su Qianqian, stood up, and said obediently: "Dad."

Su Qianqian didn't care. Seeing that Sang Mo was unprepared, she rushed forward and hugged Sang Mo's thigh to bite her.

Sang Mo subconsciously hit her head hard with his elbow, then bent his knees and pushed her out hard.

Su Qianqian leaned back, nosebleeds flowed downwards, she covered her head like a chicken coop, and howled again.

"Dad, save me, Su Jinyi wants to beat me to death."

It’s really the evil ones who complain first.

Sang Mo was about to say something when he saw Father Su looking at him with reproach, and looking at Su Qianqian with distress.

He silently helped Su Qianqian up.Su Qianqian took advantage of the situation and buried her head in Father Su's arms and cried loudly.

A picture of deep love between father and daughter.

Sang Mo was in a daze. In fact, if there was no conflict of interests, Father Su would still love Su Qianqian more in his heart.

Sang Mo felt uncomfortable thinking that Su Jinyi had no choice but to sacrifice herself in order to avenge her mother and get everything that should belong to her.

How much blood does it take to draw such a large formation diagram?

(End of this chapter)