My micro shop is open to heaven

Chapter 280
Upon hearing this, the Tsinghua real person hurried into the car.

Yang Yihang was in a good mood, whistling while driving.I don't know if Zhan Haotian has already vomited blood from anger?

Master Tsinghua just sat there with a stiff expression on his face.

Yang Yihang said casually: "Brother, you are not wearing a seat belt, are you planning to let me be arrested by the traffic police?"

When Tsinghua real person heard this, he was so frightened that he quickly put on his seat belt.

Yang Yihang didn't drive home, instead he drove directly to the countryside outside T city.

Yang Yihang asked suddenly: "Are you Zheng Mingzong very big and awesome?"

The real person from Tsinghua was a little embarrassed, thinking that Yang Yihang was mocking them for Zheng Mingzong.

He lowered his eyebrows and pleasing his eyes: "Of course you are not as powerful as a fairy."

Yang Yihang frowned: "I don't mean anything else, just asking this question. How is Zhengmingzong among the mortal cultivators?"

Only then did the real person from Tsinghua University answer: "Most of the cultivators gather in Cuiyin Mountain, and Zhengmingzong can be regarded as a 'big family' in Cuiyin Mountain."

It turned out to be the case.

Yang Yihang thought of the man in the Chinese tunic suit, and asked, "Apart from Cuiyin Mountain? Is there any other place?"

Tsinghua real person shook his head: "I don't know."

A sense of irritability rose in Yang Yihang's heart.

He didn't know the man in the Chinese tunic suit at all, he didn't even know the details, and he even had a feud. Who knows if he will cause trouble behind his back?

Yang Yihang thought, the car had already driven to the suburbs.

He bought land in the suburbs and planned to plant some things.

After all, he is also a man of God now.

The people around didn't even know that the person who bought the land was Yang Yihang, they just thought it was a big client or something.

Yang Yihang parked the car at the door and went in.

The real person from Tsinghua University didn't dare to annoy Yang Yihang, and didn't dare to go in without his permission, so he stood guard at the door.

Yang Yihang walked in and smiled triumphantly when he saw the vast land.

He took out his mobile phone and extracted his god hoe from it.This Shennong hoe was a gift from Shennong. Although it is a bit inferior, it is not bad.

There is no need for Yang Yihang to go to the field with a hoe at all. Yang Yihang only needs to activate the spell to drive the hoe to work in the field by himself.

Yang Yihang kept some of the fruits and vegetables dug out by Shennong before, and some were planted directly.

In an instant, a trace of immortality appeared in that piece of land.

The Tsinghua real person who was watching the car outside was stunned for a second, a little surprised!

Just now there was no trace of immortal energy, but at this time the spiritual energy is abundant, no worse than that of Cuiyin Mountain!
No, it might be even better than Cuiyin Mountain.

Tsinghua real person blushed, because he was ashamed.

Master Yang Yihang has such magic power, he said at the beginning that he would definitely not hurt him.

His face hurts a bit.

Yang Yihang sat on the side eating fruit, watching the god hoe working in the field.

Suddenly, the phone in his pocket vibrated.

Yang Yihang took it out and looked at it, the corner of his mouth slightly raised.

Long time no see...

【God of Cookery: Great Immortal...】

[God of Cookery: I wonder if Daxian got the news? 】

What the hell?

[God of Cookery: Xiaoxian has been complained recently. 】

The corner of Yang Yihang's mouth twitched, who in the heaven would have a convulsion to offend the God of Cookery?

Although the official position of the God of Cookery is very small, everyone often talks about "clothing, food, housing and transportation", and the God of Cookery is still a very important position.Why offend God of Cookery?Still going to sue him?
[Xuantian: Who complained to you? 】

When the God of Cookery heard this, he felt aggrieved.

He wrenched his wrench and started counting.

[God of Cookery: Marshal Tianpeng, Nezha, Little Crane, Little Skylark, Tianwang Tota Li's new adoptive daughter Mingrou...]

Yang Yihang was a little surprised, this God of Cookery was complained by so many people together?
What the hell did you do?

The God of Cookery is also very wronged, what can he do as a cook?

[God of Cookery: It’s nothing else, just this group of people complaining that Xiaoxian’s food is not tasty...]

Yang Yihang understood, this guy is here to find a new formula!
[God of Cookery: Especially Nezha and the others, they said that Xiaoxian only makes a few snacks, such as sweet-scented osmanthus cakes and candied pastries...]

After eating it for thousands of years, I am indeed tired of eating it.

God of Cookery and a group of guys in the kitchen have been studying the new pastry for a long time, but still haven't come up with it. Suddenly, he remembered the Xuantian Great Immortal who Shennong has been praising all the time recently, so he ran over.

In the heart of God of Cookery, Immortal Xuantian is omnipotent!

Yang Yihang touched his chin and thought for a while.

In fact, these foodies, especially children, just want to eat snacks...

Yang Yihang thought for a while, and came up with an idea.

[Xuantian: Yes, there is, but recently my friends don’t have a lot of money...]

What is merit?
The God of Cookery is in charge of eating, so there is no lack of merit at all.

Yang Yihang happily made an agreement with the God of Cookery.

The hoe also opened up dozens of acres of land, and the whole land was full of spiritual energy, which made people feel refreshed.

Yang Yihang put away his things, went out from the field, and saw Tsinghua Master sitting cross-legged outside meditating, as if he was practicing.

Yang Yihang knew that this kind of practice could not be interrupted in the middle, so Yang Yihang walked outside without making a sound.

He didn't drive either, so he went to the canteen in the outskirts of the country to buy something.

Yang Yihang entered the canteen wearing sunglasses, and said proudly: "Here comes a bag of spicy sticks! Various flavors and brands!"

The uncle looked confused: "Sir, you eat so much, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to poop?"

The uncle said that and helped him pack a bag of spicy strips, Yang Yihang was carrying the spicy strips and prepared to go back first.

It was getting dark, and Yang Yihang was walking on the path with spicy sticks on his shoulders.

There is a river in front, and you can go back through the suspension bridge on the river.

Yang Yihang was walking when he suddenly noticed that the suspension bridge under his feet was shaking constantly, and there were hurried footsteps behind him.

Yang Yihang turned his head and saw a young man covered in blood holding something, his eyes full of fear, running forward with some difficulty.

Every time he ran, blood dripped from his body.The blood was particularly dazzling on the suspension bridge.

Yang Yihang hid by the bridge.

Suddenly, the young man fell to the ground in an instant.

This is like chasing and killing!
The young man looked at Yang Yihang, stuffed the small box into Yang Yihang's arms at once, coughed and said, "Take it away quickly, hand it over to..."

Yang Yihang was a little confused: "What?"

The young man was coughing, with blood in his mouth: "State... state secrets!"

After finishing speaking, the young man seemed to realize his limit, and jumped off the suspension bridge.

Yang Yihang stood by the suspension bridge, looking at the blood on the lake, and then the young man's head disappeared into the icy water...

Damn, it took only 1 minute before and after, and Yang Yihang didn't realize what was going on?

Just listen to what that guy said about "state secrets"...

What the hell?

Can there still be state secrets in this countryside?

Yang Yihang frowned, thinking that he should call the police to save people.

Suddenly, Yang Yihang felt a piercing murderous aura coming from the opposite side of the suspension bridge.

The murderous aura was so strong that it made people chill!

Yang Yihang raised his eyes and took a closer look. Groups of men in black were holding Dongying samurai swords in their hands, and some were holding guns in their hands, and went up the suspension bridge.

The suspension bridge was shaking like crazy.

The river under the bridge roared and beat the stones on the bank, making people feel cold.

Yang Yihang frowned, suddenly felt that something might be wrong.

Suddenly, a Japanese man with a mustache said coldly: "Throw over the box in your hand!"

"Otherwise I'll shoot you dead."

Yang Yihang laughed, and put down the bag of spicy sticks in his hand. He said with some contempt: "Brothers, don't speak Chinese if you are not from Huaxia. It's as if you are screaming like a bastard!"

Several warriors with knives and guns were furious in their hearts. They are the most outstanding Dongying warrior group, and they are so despised by a Chinese?
Yang Yihang walked towards them and asked with a smile: "Ah, is this a gun? Is it a fake gun? It looks like a replica. I bought a fake gun in Ma Yun's shop a few days ago and was almost caught by the police. Squat up. Fortunately, I dodged quickly."

Several people felt contemptuous in their hearts, it turned out that he was a fool who had never seen the world.

But they dare not relax.

One of the leading warriors coldly ordered in Japanese: "Kill him, get the box and go back to China immediately! Quick! Do it!"

As soon as the Japanese warriors finished speaking, one of them pulled the trigger, and the bullet shot towards Yang Yihang's chest.

Yang Yihang stood there with a grin, straight.

Everyone sneered, what kind of idiot is this?Are you not afraid of seeing a real gun?
The bullet was fired very fast, hitting Yang Yihang's chest in an instant.

The clothes were instantly shaken and torn.

Then, the bullet hit Yang Yihang's muscle, but landed on the suspension bridge board, making a somewhat dull sound.

Everyone was stunned.

What did they see?
Block... block the gun?Stop the bullet?
No no no no, this guy must be wearing body armor!Or add bulletproof panels!

Otherwise it's a monster!

Yang Yihang touched his chest and frowned: "I'll fuck your grandma, it hurt me!"

Yang Yihang held the box in one hand, and rushed up immediately.

That figure was as thunderous as lightning, making it impossible to see clearly!

In the blink of an eye, Yang Yihang, who should have been ten meters away, had already rushed in front of them.

A samurai's head was tilted with one fist, and blood spurted out immediately!
Another smashed a tooth!

"Yang Yihang!" Girl No. [-] suddenly exclaimed from behind.

I rely on...

Yang Yihang cursed secretly in his heart, this girl didn't play the cards according to the routine, she even exposed Lao Tzu's name.

Yang Yihang saw that the eyes of the group of people changed, "I'll call—!"

Draw, I hit!

In just tens of seconds, everyone fell down!
Number nine was completely taken aback.

Those people are not simple...they are very powerful among the Japanese warriors.

Being able to be sent to Huaxia, do you think it is amazing?
Yang Yihang actually... solved everything in a few tens of seconds?

Nine was a little surprised.

As a result, Yang Yihang stared at it, and lay down on the suspension bridge with the box in his arms: "Hey, hey, it hurts, am I going to die?"

No. [-] was shocked and rushed forward, "Yang Yihang? Yang Yihang, did you get shot?"

Yang Yihang looked pained.

Who let him show off?
Yang Yihang opened his eyes and laughed, "I'm just kidding."

No. [-] suddenly became angry, "Do you want to die!"

Yang Yihang got up from the suspension bridge, rushed to No. [-] and said, "Sister Agent, help me put away the spicy sticks."

Yang Yihang took the small box in his hand and left with No. [-].

Number nine followed behind, a little silent.

"Yang Yihang, do you know who the person fell into the river just now?"

Yang Yihang raised his eyebrows: "Who? Your lover?"

No. [-] stared fiercely: "What lover? My senior brother. I can tell, it's my senior brother."

Yang Yihang's heart is a little heavy, which means that person is also an agent.

Yang Yihang looked down at the small box in his hand, feeling a little worried, did he get into trouble?

Yang Yihang went back in the original direction, No. [-] returned his spicy strips and disappeared completely.

Tsinghua real person has stood up, he seems to be full of aura, he was a little excited when he saw Yang Yihang.

He knew very well that why this area suddenly had more immortal energy, it must have something to do with Master Yang Yihang.

I only saw Yang Yihang holding the box in one hand and a bag of spicy sticks in the other.

"Immortal, I forgot to get up just now..." When he came back to his senses, Yang Yihang had already gone to buy spicy sticks.

Yang Yihang said lightly: "It's okay."

Yang Yihang took out the car key from his pocket and threw it into the arms of the real person from Tsinghua University: "Can you drive? Go and drive."

Yang Yihang used him as a bodyguard...

Master Tsinghua was a little surprised: "Immortal? This is such a good place to practice, why...?"

go back?

If this is a cultivator, he will definitely grab the territory!
Yang Yihang said casually, "I don't care."

Master Tsinghua was horrified, he was indeed a powerful immortal family, how could he care about such immortal energy?

The real person from Tsinghua quickly got into the driver's seat of the car, and Yang Yihang sat beside him. He touched his chin and fiddled with the box in his hand.

The box looks exquisite, but it seems to have a combination lock, which cannot be opened at all.

Yang Yihang smiled, squinted his eyes slightly, and checked with his golden eyes.What kind of modern combination lock doesn't work for him at all.

For a moment, the contents of the box were clear at a glance.

It was a few sheets of paper with some formulas and design drawings densely written on it.

Yang Yihang took a closer look and narrowed his eyes slightly.

This thing is a bit hot in the hand...

It's really a state secret.

Yang Yihang was a little depressed, and this kind of thing happened in a blink of an eye. He took out a pack of spicy sticks from his pocket, and ate it as soon as he opened it.

The taste is good, he likes to eat spicy strips since he was a child.

It tastes awesome.

Immediately, the whole car was filled with the smell of spicy sticks.

Master Tsinghua was a little dazed, he never thought that Immortal Yang Yihang, who was supposed to be a fairy, would like to eat spicy sticks!

Yang Yihang turned his head and asked, "What? Do you want to eat one too?"

"...No, no need."

Yang Yihang ate a pack, and packed up all the remaining spicy sticks and sent them to the God of Cookery.

The God of Cookery was still squatting at the door waiting for the Great Immortal Xuantian to deliver something. When he saw the big bag of things, the God of Cookery was a little confused.

[God of Cookery: Daxian, what are you doing? 】

[Xuantian: The best delicacy in the universe, scientific name: Latiao. 】

(End of this chapter)