As the carriage moved forward, the eldest son Yuan Yuntai pondered for a while, and finally asked: "Mr. Fei, do you think that evil magic is..."
After several visits, Fei Jingting got to know this eldest son a little bit. He was ambitious and talented, and he may have been ambitious in his early years, but now he is fulfilling his duties as an apartment master.
The foxy friends who surrounded him in the early years have long since disappeared. Nowadays, the people he hangs out with are either fanciers or like-minded friends. How can he have any true friends?
He comforted: "Money and silk touch people's hearts."
Calculate how much profit Tada has brought to pharmaceutical companies? After the patent period expires, there will be dozens of imitation products sold in China, which shows how profitable this thing is.
Yuan Yuntai sighed: "I didn't expect that Feng Shiyi would do such a thing. I was the one who tricked Mr. Fei..."
"Eh? The eldest son doesn't have to be like this. It's said that he knows people, knows faces, but doesn't know their hearts. If he has evil thoughts in his heart, what does he have to do with the eldest son?"
The eldest son felt sorry for himself and simply asked the driver to take Fei Jingting to his door before returning.
It was not yet noon when Fei Jingting returned home, and he was too lazy to go out to eat, so he simply took out the steak from the space and fried it as lunch.
After spending a lot of energy in the morning, Fei Jingting did not want to etch cloud seals anymore, and instead practiced the art of false form for a while. However, the subsequent techniques were mysterious and mysterious, and the techniques were obscure and difficult to understand. Fei Jingting did not know how to proceed for a while.
He simply put it down for the time being, found paper and pen, and started compiling a physics textbook. The mechanics part had been handed over to Ms. Liu for printing, and he was now editing the acoustics part.
Looking at the Japanese physics, Fei Jingting recalled the formulas and wrote them, sometimes biting the tip of his pen and thinking about it for a long time.
The busy morning had calmed down. The day was uneventful and no one came to visit me again.
Turning around, Fei Jingting opened his eyes and silently said 'sign in'.
"Ding! The sign-in reward is a gramophone-like Bluetooth speaker, and the items have been stored in the portable space."
"Ding! Discover the effect of Yunhu Yunzhuan and be rewarded with Skill Sketch (Professional Level)."
[Name: Fei Jingting]
[Race: Human]
【Age: 26】
[Status: normal]
[Root bone: excellent]
[Taoism: Shen Tongqi (revised by Xuan Xuanzi), Shen Tongqi - Xuannv Jing (revised by Xuanxuanzi)]
[Cultivation: Foundation Building]
[Spell: Taishang Dongyuan Secret Technique (adapted by Taisu Zhenren), "Spirit Hiding Machine" (created by He Guzi)]
[Current mission: Work hard to survive until the spiritual energy is revived! 】
Huh? Will there be a reward for discovering the effect of Jade Hu Yunzhuan?
Not to mention being given a professional-level skill, even the usual sign-in rewards are much better.
It's a gramophone-like Bluetooth speaker. You can put this thing at home and connect it to your mobile phone. You don't have to wear Bluetooth headphones to listen to music.
Not bad!
After secretly admiring Fei Jingting, he took out the Bluetooth speaker from the space. This thing really looked like a retro gramophone. Fei Jingting fiddled with it for a while, connected it to the power supply, and during playback, the fake head fell down and the fake vinyl turntable rotated.
Get up and the music starts.
After randomly dimming a few function keys, Fei Jingting discovered that this product also had a voice-changing function. When he pressed the voice-changing button, the music sound coming from the speaker immediately became like a gramophone, with some distortion.
Feeling happy, Fei Jingting stretched his muscles and bones, opened the window to let the fresh air blow in, and turned around to go to the courtyard to get water to wash up.
At this moment, laughter like silver bells came from the window, and a woman smiled and said: "It sounds really nice. What song are you playing?"
Fei Jingting suddenly paused, alert. He turned his head and saw a pretty face lying on the window. He had two shoulder-length braids, his bangs were a little messy, and his round eyes were full of curiosity.
looking at himself.
Where did the little girl come from?
He frowned slightly. Ever since he laid the foundation, Fei Jingting had sharp ears and eyesight. Even if there was interference from the music, he would not be able to let a person invade so close to him silently.
He also saw that the little girl's eyes were clear and she did not seem to have any evil intentions. He felt a little at ease and followed the words: "The original scenery of my hometown."
"What a weird name, but it does sound nice." The little girl, with bright white teeth, raised the oil paper bag in her hand and said, "I haven't eaten anything yet, do you want to eat some too?"
"Uh... ok."
The little girl smiled and jumped in through the window without opening the door.
When she came in, Fei Jingting realized that the little girl in front of him was not tall, reaching almost to his chest. She was wearing something strange. The upper body was a short coat with twill stripes, and the texture looked like linen; the lower body was also wearing embroidered clothes.
She wears a pleated long skirt with dark patterns and complicated silver jewelry on her hands.
The little girl was very familiar with herself. She sat down and opened the oil paper bag, picked up a bun, and stuffed it into her mouth in a few strokes.
While fanning the air, she kept mouthing, hissing and swallowing, shouting: "It's delicious, much better than what I've eaten at home."
She talked a lot, and some clues naturally came out. Fei Jingting found that the little girl's accent sounded a bit like Southwest Mandarin.
Fei Jingting was not in a hurry to wash up, and simply sat opposite the little girl.
The little girl was very selfless and said, "You can eat too, it's very delicious."
"Well," he responded, but Fei Jingting didn't move and asked, "Little girl, who are you?"
"My name is Fu Yunzhao."
"Then why did you come to me?"
The little girl gnawed on the steamed bun and said, "The big dog owner got angry yesterday and gave me a lot of money, asking me to come and compete with you." She looked at Fei Jingting and said, "Hey, you are very good at Taoism.
It's very difficult for me to collect the water from my vagina by myself, but I heard that it burst in a moment."
Gastrointestinal fluid?
Fei Jingting had been hanging out with Huang Mingrui for more than two months. He had read a lot of Dao Zang and even miscellaneous books. He vaguely recalled that Qiwan water was a method of Meishan water master. It seems that Qiwan water makes people have stomachaches after drinking it, which corresponds to Hu
Chunliang's symptoms.
"Are you Mei Shanshui Master?" he asked.
Fu Yunzhao shook his head and said: "No, I just learned the technique when I saw a big sister use it on the road."
"Then you are——"
Fu Yunzhao had a smile on his face, freed up his greasy left hand, pinched a few spells and said, "I am Kun Dao."
Kun Dao? The Fu Yunzhao in front of me is pure and lovely. How does he look like Kun Dao?
Ignoring the suspicion in Fei Jingting's eyes, Fu Yunzhao swallowed another steamed bun in a few times, looked at the remaining steamed bun in the oil paper bag, and asked hesitantly: "Aren't you going to eat it? If you don't eat it, I'll eat it."
"
"Eat, eat, it's all yours."
"Well, you're a nice person."
Fu Yunzhao finished the third bun, wiped the grease from his hands on his skirt casually, and said with satisfaction: "Okay, I've said hello to you, then I'll leave first."
"Huh? Aren't you going to challenge me?"
Fu Yunzhao looked at Fei Jingting as if he were a fool: "When did I say that? I only said that the big dog asked me to come to you for a competition, and I didn't say whether I agreed or not."
She patted the trousers in front of her, causing jingling noises, "Anyway, the big business owner gave me a lot of money, which is enough for me to spend a while."
Fei Jingting was so embarrassed by Fu Yunzhao that he asked, "How much did he give you?"
Fu Yunzhao proudly gestured with five fingers: "Fifty oceans!"
Fei Jingting couldn't help laughing.
Fu Yunzhao frowned and said, "Why are you laughing? It's already a lot. I used to make less than ten yuan a year in the village."
"Zhaizi? Are you Shaomin?"
"Well, I'm Miao."
Fei Jingting asked: "Then which Taoist school did you learn?"
Fu Yunzhao said: "I'm not sure either."
"Your master didn't tell you?"
Fu Yunzhao leaned her little head over, lowered her voice and said mysteriously: "Let me tell you secretly, I have never seen my master... Well, I mean, I have only seen my master in my dreams. She is a beautiful big sister, she
He didn’t say anything, he just showed me how to practice."
That's it?
Fei Jingting had a toothache. This was even more outrageous than what he had made up. After all, when he fooled Huang Mingrui, he even gave the made-up master a Taoist title. This little girl was good at preaching directly in her dream...that was outrageous!
"You don't believe it, do you? I know no one believes it. It's obviously the truth, but why don't you believe it?"
Fu Yunzhao was a little frustrated and muttered: "Xiao Baibai, it's better for you, as long as you believe in me."
Little Baibai? Fei Jingting secretly made a secret secret to open his yin and yang eyes, intending to see if there was any evil spirit following this little girl.
Unexpectedly, Fu Yunzhao's trousers surged, and a small white snake poked its head out, rubbed it against the little girl's cheek as if to comfort her, and then raised its head and spat out the message at Fei Jingting.
"Ding! If you find a monster, slay it to get an idea!"
This little white snake turned out to be a monster! Fei Jingting's expression suddenly changed.
Fu Yunzhao stroked the white snake's head and saw Fei Jingting's expression was different, and said in surprise: "Huh? Why did your face change?" She followed Fei Jingting's gaze and glanced at the white snake on her chest, then changed her color and said: "You...
…You won’t have any ideas about Xiao Baibai, right?”
Fei Jingting took a deep breath, tried his best to smile and said, "Little girl, do you know that this white snake is a monster?"
"It's a spiritual snake, what kind of monster it is, it sounds so unpleasant!"
"Okay, Spirit Snake, Spirit Snake... Well, little girl, do you want to sell this Spirit Snake?"
Fu Yunzhao hugged the little white snake, leaned back and distanced himself, and said warily: "What are you going to do?"
"Let's talk about it. I'll pay you...five hundred yuan. Can you sell this spiritual snake to me?"
"Five hundred?" The little girl was stunned, as if she was weighing which was more important, the five hundred oceans or the spiritual snake.
"Too little? Then a thousand oceans!"
In order to increase his persuasion, Fei Jingting waved his hand, causing the tabletop to jingle and a pile of oceans suddenly piled up.
"What's in the sleeve?"
After sighing in admiration, the little girl looked at Dayang on the table and soon couldn't move her eyes away. I don't know what she thought of, and drool started to flow from the corner of her mouth.
The little white snake in his arms became anxious, broke free, spat out a message and licked the little girl's cheek.
Fu Yunzhao gradually came back to his senses, glanced at the little white snake, then stood up and said: "You are a bad person, I don't want to care about you!"
After saying that, Fu Yunzhao stood up and hurried out.
Fei Jingting sighed and shouted at the little girl's back: "If you don't like it, we can discuss it again. How about five thousand oceans?"
Fu Yunzhao paused, then ran out at a faster speed, shouting: "If you don't want to listen, the monk is chanting sutras!"