Retrograde fairy way
Chapter 354
A few days later, there was only one person in the store, but now there was an eleven or twelve-year-old handsome boy, who was meticulously wiping the shelves without a trace of dust.
"Qingyang, don't wipe it anymore, go back and rest!" Wang Mo, who turned into the middle-aged boss Jin Chishan, said to the boy.
After Wang Mo's treatment, the young man woke up that night, he had his true energy to heal his wounds, and he was cured at this time, and he also knew that his name was Lu Qingyang, and he was one of the countless orphans in this demon realm.
In this small place called Chichengfang City, I have been living by guiding monks from other places.
The exercises he has practiced are only a little rough ones passed down by his parents when he was young, and so far it is only the early stage of Qi refining, and he is just getting started.
Wang Mo saw that he had nowhere to go, so he took him to do some sundries in the shop, and took him to tidy up the things in the house early, so he moved here to live with him, so that he could take care of him.
"Uncle Jin, I'm not tired!" Lu Qingyang scratched the back of his head shyly and said, at this moment, he was not as slovenly as he was a few days ago.
For the 'Jinchishan' who saved him, Lu Qingyang knew exactly what risk the other party took.
Although he was only 12 years old, his childhood experience made him quite mature. The strong man who almost trampled him to death that day was a member of the Liang family, the owner of this place.
Jin Chishan was willing to rescue him, and even healed his wounds, which made Lu Qingyang's young but weather-beaten heart feel a bit of warmth, and he was full of gratitude and respect for 'Uncle Jin'.
"Hehe!" Wang Mo did not refuse the title of 'Uncle Jin'. This Jin Chishan was just one of the countless enemies he killed, and he said it casually to fool others.
At this time, Wang Mo has been living in seclusion here for a year, and the person with the highest cultivation level here is only the master of this place, who only has a fake alchemy cultivation base, so there is no fear that anyone will find his trace.
The brawny man yesterday just came to collect rental fees for this place, he is a monk at the peak of Qi refining, and all his little tricks naturally fell into Wang Mo's eyes.
But he didn't care about it at all. He was hiding here because he wanted to rest in peace and at the same time collect information about this period of time in the Demon Realm.
I want to analyze whether there is any turmoil.
Just yesterday, when he realized that the formation of Ling Yufeng's Remnant Soul that had been hidden under the cliff a year ago had been broken, he knew that the Blood Soul Sect might send monks to hunt him down or Gu Yueying's master and apprentice again in a short time.
Just as Wang Mo was thinking, some monks came to buy treasures.
Wang Mo didn't care about Gu, just watched Lu Qingyang entertain the customers skillfully.
In the past year, he has taken care of the shop during the day and observed the comings and goings of the monks, no matter whether they came in a hurry or left in a hurry, or whether they were happy, angry, sad or happy, he saw them all.
As the injury improved and healed, he found that his mind had improved a lot. Although he was not as good as the peak alchemy monks, he was still ahead of all the late alchemy monks.
In other words, as long as his cultivation goes a step further and reaches the middle stage of alchemy, he will have enough true energy to maintain his consciousness to control that big killer. In this chaotic demon realm, he will truly have a sliver of self-protection power .
Seeing that noon was approaching, Lu Qingyang packed up his things, went into a small room in the back room that had been cleaned up separately, and started cooking.
He has supported himself since he was a child, and he is quite proficient in cooking. These pots and pans are also ready-made, and Wang Mo has never left these things behind when he goes out.
After a while, Lu Qingyang took a few dishes and placed them on the coffee table in the corner.
Four dishes and one soup, both meat and vegetables, are quite complete.
"Uncle Jin, it's time to eat!" Lu Qingyang was just getting started in the early stage of qi refining, and he was far from the stage of bigu, and he was quite dependent on this food.
"Hehe!" Wang Mo smiled slightly, walked over from the counter, and sat on the stool.
Lu Qingyang hurriedly handed over the washed bowls and chopsticks, and waited for Wang Mo to move the chopsticks with a little restraint.
However, Wang Mo was not in a hurry to eat food. He brushed his left hand over the storage bag on his waist, and a jar of old wine sealed with red mud appeared in his hand.
With a slight force on the hand, the red mud seal was blown away by the dark force, and the blue wine was poured into the bowl, and a scent of wine immediately permeated out.
Lu Qingyang on the side fluttered his nostrils slightly, then took a strong sniff, and looked at the wine bowl that was about to overflow with an intoxicated expression, a gleam of light appeared in his eyes.
"Children can't drink!" Seeing his appearance, Wang Mo slammed unceremoniously, picked up the wine bowl and gurgled a few times before gulping it down.
Lu Qingyang watched from the sidelines, drooling, his Adam's apple twitching uncontrollably, and his hands clenched into fists, obviously showing great restraint.
Regardless of his young age, he has a long drinking age, but it is not bad to survive under the hardships of life. Where can he drink good wine?
With such a fragrant wine, he has never smelled it even in the best restaurant in the city.
"How can Uncle Jin have such good wine?" Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, but then he was swallowed up by the 'wine worm'.
After Wang Mo finished drinking, he was about to refill it, when he heard the sound of him swallowing saliva, his eyes rolled slightly, and he couldn't help but feel amused when he saw that his saliva was about to stay.
Why do all the little guys like to drink?
Shaking his head slightly to clear the thoughts in his mind, the corner of Wang Mo's mouth twitched unconsciously, and for the first time against his own wishes, he poured wine into the empty bowl in front of Lu Qingyang.
"Goooooooooo!"
Seeing the wine pouring into the bowl, Lu Qingyang couldn't wait for the wine to stabilize, so he couldn't wait to drink it in a big gulp.
"Cough cough!" Maybe he drank too much, maybe the wine was too spicy, and after drinking less than half of a bowl of wine, Lu Qingyang coughed violently.
"Ha ha!"
Seeing his flushed face, Wang Mo gave a knowing smile, and then was taken aback. How many years has he smiled so comfortably?
……
"Patriarch Liang, is your Liang family not doing well this time?"
At this time, in a secret room in the Liang family's mansion in the center of the square, a man in a black robe with his head wrapped was sitting upright at the top, rushing towards an old man with a white face and no beard sitting below. Said lightly.
According to his words, this old man is Liang Mingsheng, the head of the Liang family, the owner of Fangshi, but he doesn't know what kind of status this black-robed man is, so that the owner of this place can treat him like a guest, and he also looks sincere and fearful.
"My lord envoy, please be aware that I have tried my best, but the person you want is really hard to find, and all the suitable people in our area have been handed over to the envoy!" Liang Mingsheng twitched his cheeks and bowed his hands. road.
"Hey, did you try your best? Patriarch Liang, don't blame Peng for not giving you face. This matter is a task assigned by the emperor. If you can't finish it...hehe?" Showing a hint of playfulness, he finally smiled.
His voice was already hoarse, but this smile was like grinding teeth, which made one's heart chill.
"My lord envoy..." Liang Mingsheng trembled slightly, gritted his teeth, and took out a storage bag from his pocket and handed it over: "Please take care of me, my lord envoy, and be careful not to show respect!"
"Hehe!" The man in black smiled slightly, grabbed the storage bag unceremoniously, and didn't shy away from Liang Mingsheng, and directly stretched out his spiritual sense to check.
Without much delay, the man in black nodded slightly, apparently satisfied with the contents, and put it directly into his bosom.
"Forget it, for Patriarch Liang's sincerity in serving the Shangzong, Peng will give you my best wishes!" The black-robed man put away his storage bag, turned his wrist, and took out several jade talismans, saying: "This jade talisman There is a hint of Haoyang energy in the seal, as long as a suitable person appears within ten miles of it, it will give birth to a sense, and I hope Patriarch Liang can use it well, this is a thing used by the disciples of the Shangzong to suppress the demons, so I will give it away Give it to Patriarch Liang!"
"Thank you, Messenger!" Liang Mingsheng hurriedly took it, and put it in the storage bag like a treasure, with a respectful expression.
But deep down in his heart, he hated this envoy surnamed Peng to death.
This person is obviously using this thing as a blackmail to fill his own pockets. This jade talisman was prepared by the Shangzong for the people who did the task for them.
Seeing that time was running out, the black-robed man took out the object, making it clear that he wanted to pinch his weakness.
But he didn't dare to have the slightest complaint, let alone report to the so-called 'Shangzong'.
But seeing that the other party has the same cultivation base as him, but has a storage ring, he knows the other party's methods.
"Okay, Mr. Peng wishes Patriarch Liang to gather the number of people as soon as possible, so let's leave!" the man in black said, bowing his hands to those present, and then walked out.
"Third brother, send off the envoy!" Liang Mingsheng was angry, so he ordered a middle-aged person present to go see him off.
"Yes!" The middle-aged man hurriedly got up and followed, leaving the secret room.
"Brother, didn't this guy surnamed Peng make it clear that we were blackmailed?" Another middle-aged monk who remained, stood up with a bang after the two left, and said to Liang Mingsheng.
"Hmph, do you think I don't know? But what can we do? The power of the Shangzong is complicated. If we offend him, will we have good fruit to eat?" Liang Mingsheng snorted coldly, swung his right hand abruptly, and made a click. Then he smashed the coffee table beside him to pieces.
"But...but this is too bullying!" The middle-aged monk's expression froze, and he finally choked out this sentence, obviously understanding the reason.
While the two were thinking about it, the youngest who was going to send the black-robed man back to the secret room, saw the broken table and chairs, and couldn't help pointing in surprise: "Brother?"
"It's okay! Why did you come back so soon?" Liang Mingsheng asked regardless of his question.
"Uh... once the messenger went out, I couldn't find him!" The youngest said with a dazed expression.
"Bastard!" Liang Mingsheng immediately cursed angrily when he heard the words, the man in black obviously didn't take them seriously, he treated them as nothing in Liang's house, and came and left whenever he wanted.
"Hmph!" The middle-aged monk obviously understood, and couldn't help but grumbled coldly.
Only the third child looked at Liang Mingsheng puzzled, obviously not understanding why they were so angry.
"Second brother, you should go and deal with this matter quickly, and search the market. If you find someone, send it to the person surnamed Peng. Don't give him any reason to blackmail us!" Liang Mingsheng took out the jade talismans, Handed it to the middle-aged man and said.
"Yes, big brother!" The second child took the jade talisman and stepped out of the secret room.
"Qingyang, don't wipe it anymore, go back and rest!" Wang Mo, who turned into the middle-aged boss Jin Chishan, said to the boy.
After Wang Mo's treatment, the young man woke up that night, he had his true energy to heal his wounds, and he was cured at this time, and he also knew that his name was Lu Qingyang, and he was one of the countless orphans in this demon realm.
In this small place called Chichengfang City, I have been living by guiding monks from other places.
The exercises he has practiced are only a little rough ones passed down by his parents when he was young, and so far it is only the early stage of Qi refining, and he is just getting started.
Wang Mo saw that he had nowhere to go, so he took him to do some sundries in the shop, and took him to tidy up the things in the house early, so he moved here to live with him, so that he could take care of him.
"Uncle Jin, I'm not tired!" Lu Qingyang scratched the back of his head shyly and said, at this moment, he was not as slovenly as he was a few days ago.
For the 'Jinchishan' who saved him, Lu Qingyang knew exactly what risk the other party took.
Although he was only 12 years old, his childhood experience made him quite mature. The strong man who almost trampled him to death that day was a member of the Liang family, the owner of this place.
Jin Chishan was willing to rescue him, and even healed his wounds, which made Lu Qingyang's young but weather-beaten heart feel a bit of warmth, and he was full of gratitude and respect for 'Uncle Jin'.
"Hehe!" Wang Mo did not refuse the title of 'Uncle Jin'. This Jin Chishan was just one of the countless enemies he killed, and he said it casually to fool others.
At this time, Wang Mo has been living in seclusion here for a year, and the person with the highest cultivation level here is only the master of this place, who only has a fake alchemy cultivation base, so there is no fear that anyone will find his trace.
The brawny man yesterday just came to collect rental fees for this place, he is a monk at the peak of Qi refining, and all his little tricks naturally fell into Wang Mo's eyes.
But he didn't care about it at all. He was hiding here because he wanted to rest in peace and at the same time collect information about this period of time in the Demon Realm.
I want to analyze whether there is any turmoil.
Just yesterday, when he realized that the formation of Ling Yufeng's Remnant Soul that had been hidden under the cliff a year ago had been broken, he knew that the Blood Soul Sect might send monks to hunt him down or Gu Yueying's master and apprentice again in a short time.
Just as Wang Mo was thinking, some monks came to buy treasures.
Wang Mo didn't care about Gu, just watched Lu Qingyang entertain the customers skillfully.
In the past year, he has taken care of the shop during the day and observed the comings and goings of the monks, no matter whether they came in a hurry or left in a hurry, or whether they were happy, angry, sad or happy, he saw them all.
As the injury improved and healed, he found that his mind had improved a lot. Although he was not as good as the peak alchemy monks, he was still ahead of all the late alchemy monks.
In other words, as long as his cultivation goes a step further and reaches the middle stage of alchemy, he will have enough true energy to maintain his consciousness to control that big killer. In this chaotic demon realm, he will truly have a sliver of self-protection power .
Seeing that noon was approaching, Lu Qingyang packed up his things, went into a small room in the back room that had been cleaned up separately, and started cooking.
He has supported himself since he was a child, and he is quite proficient in cooking. These pots and pans are also ready-made, and Wang Mo has never left these things behind when he goes out.
After a while, Lu Qingyang took a few dishes and placed them on the coffee table in the corner.
Four dishes and one soup, both meat and vegetables, are quite complete.
"Uncle Jin, it's time to eat!" Lu Qingyang was just getting started in the early stage of qi refining, and he was far from the stage of bigu, and he was quite dependent on this food.
"Hehe!" Wang Mo smiled slightly, walked over from the counter, and sat on the stool.
Lu Qingyang hurriedly handed over the washed bowls and chopsticks, and waited for Wang Mo to move the chopsticks with a little restraint.
However, Wang Mo was not in a hurry to eat food. He brushed his left hand over the storage bag on his waist, and a jar of old wine sealed with red mud appeared in his hand.
With a slight force on the hand, the red mud seal was blown away by the dark force, and the blue wine was poured into the bowl, and a scent of wine immediately permeated out.
Lu Qingyang on the side fluttered his nostrils slightly, then took a strong sniff, and looked at the wine bowl that was about to overflow with an intoxicated expression, a gleam of light appeared in his eyes.
"Children can't drink!" Seeing his appearance, Wang Mo slammed unceremoniously, picked up the wine bowl and gurgled a few times before gulping it down.
Lu Qingyang watched from the sidelines, drooling, his Adam's apple twitching uncontrollably, and his hands clenched into fists, obviously showing great restraint.
Regardless of his young age, he has a long drinking age, but it is not bad to survive under the hardships of life. Where can he drink good wine?
With such a fragrant wine, he has never smelled it even in the best restaurant in the city.
"How can Uncle Jin have such good wine?" Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, but then he was swallowed up by the 'wine worm'.
After Wang Mo finished drinking, he was about to refill it, when he heard the sound of him swallowing saliva, his eyes rolled slightly, and he couldn't help but feel amused when he saw that his saliva was about to stay.
Why do all the little guys like to drink?
Shaking his head slightly to clear the thoughts in his mind, the corner of Wang Mo's mouth twitched unconsciously, and for the first time against his own wishes, he poured wine into the empty bowl in front of Lu Qingyang.
"Goooooooooo!"
Seeing the wine pouring into the bowl, Lu Qingyang couldn't wait for the wine to stabilize, so he couldn't wait to drink it in a big gulp.
"Cough cough!" Maybe he drank too much, maybe the wine was too spicy, and after drinking less than half of a bowl of wine, Lu Qingyang coughed violently.
"Ha ha!"
Seeing his flushed face, Wang Mo gave a knowing smile, and then was taken aback. How many years has he smiled so comfortably?
……
"Patriarch Liang, is your Liang family not doing well this time?"
At this time, in a secret room in the Liang family's mansion in the center of the square, a man in a black robe with his head wrapped was sitting upright at the top, rushing towards an old man with a white face and no beard sitting below. Said lightly.
According to his words, this old man is Liang Mingsheng, the head of the Liang family, the owner of Fangshi, but he doesn't know what kind of status this black-robed man is, so that the owner of this place can treat him like a guest, and he also looks sincere and fearful.
"My lord envoy, please be aware that I have tried my best, but the person you want is really hard to find, and all the suitable people in our area have been handed over to the envoy!" Liang Mingsheng twitched his cheeks and bowed his hands. road.
"Hey, did you try your best? Patriarch Liang, don't blame Peng for not giving you face. This matter is a task assigned by the emperor. If you can't finish it...hehe?" Showing a hint of playfulness, he finally smiled.
His voice was already hoarse, but this smile was like grinding teeth, which made one's heart chill.
"My lord envoy..." Liang Mingsheng trembled slightly, gritted his teeth, and took out a storage bag from his pocket and handed it over: "Please take care of me, my lord envoy, and be careful not to show respect!"
"Hehe!" The man in black smiled slightly, grabbed the storage bag unceremoniously, and didn't shy away from Liang Mingsheng, and directly stretched out his spiritual sense to check.
Without much delay, the man in black nodded slightly, apparently satisfied with the contents, and put it directly into his bosom.
"Forget it, for Patriarch Liang's sincerity in serving the Shangzong, Peng will give you my best wishes!" The black-robed man put away his storage bag, turned his wrist, and took out several jade talismans, saying: "This jade talisman There is a hint of Haoyang energy in the seal, as long as a suitable person appears within ten miles of it, it will give birth to a sense, and I hope Patriarch Liang can use it well, this is a thing used by the disciples of the Shangzong to suppress the demons, so I will give it away Give it to Patriarch Liang!"
"Thank you, Messenger!" Liang Mingsheng hurriedly took it, and put it in the storage bag like a treasure, with a respectful expression.
But deep down in his heart, he hated this envoy surnamed Peng to death.
This person is obviously using this thing as a blackmail to fill his own pockets. This jade talisman was prepared by the Shangzong for the people who did the task for them.
Seeing that time was running out, the black-robed man took out the object, making it clear that he wanted to pinch his weakness.
But he didn't dare to have the slightest complaint, let alone report to the so-called 'Shangzong'.
But seeing that the other party has the same cultivation base as him, but has a storage ring, he knows the other party's methods.
"Okay, Mr. Peng wishes Patriarch Liang to gather the number of people as soon as possible, so let's leave!" the man in black said, bowing his hands to those present, and then walked out.
"Third brother, send off the envoy!" Liang Mingsheng was angry, so he ordered a middle-aged person present to go see him off.
"Yes!" The middle-aged man hurriedly got up and followed, leaving the secret room.
"Brother, didn't this guy surnamed Peng make it clear that we were blackmailed?" Another middle-aged monk who remained, stood up with a bang after the two left, and said to Liang Mingsheng.
"Hmph, do you think I don't know? But what can we do? The power of the Shangzong is complicated. If we offend him, will we have good fruit to eat?" Liang Mingsheng snorted coldly, swung his right hand abruptly, and made a click. Then he smashed the coffee table beside him to pieces.
"But...but this is too bullying!" The middle-aged monk's expression froze, and he finally choked out this sentence, obviously understanding the reason.
While the two were thinking about it, the youngest who was going to send the black-robed man back to the secret room, saw the broken table and chairs, and couldn't help pointing in surprise: "Brother?"
"It's okay! Why did you come back so soon?" Liang Mingsheng asked regardless of his question.
"Uh... once the messenger went out, I couldn't find him!" The youngest said with a dazed expression.
"Bastard!" Liang Mingsheng immediately cursed angrily when he heard the words, the man in black obviously didn't take them seriously, he treated them as nothing in Liang's house, and came and left whenever he wanted.
"Hmph!" The middle-aged monk obviously understood, and couldn't help but grumbled coldly.
Only the third child looked at Liang Mingsheng puzzled, obviously not understanding why they were so angry.
"Second brother, you should go and deal with this matter quickly, and search the market. If you find someone, send it to the person surnamed Peng. Don't give him any reason to blackmail us!" Liang Mingsheng took out the jade talismans, Handed it to the middle-aged man and said.
"Yes, big brother!" The second child took the jade talisman and stepped out of the secret room.
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