When the dark clouds dispersed, a dragon roar sounded, and a strange creature that looked like a snake but not a snake, a dragon but not a dragon, with black and gold double fins on its back was looking at him on the transparent ice with a confused look on his face.
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"I...wow..."
The strange creature made a cry like a little girl, crying very sadly.
"What kind of monster is this?"
This creature is naturally the bubble after refining the ice and thunder demon elixir. It has already separated from the fish body and is passively on the road to dragon transformation.
As a heterogeneous carp, Paopao has sufficient potential, but his physical body is limited, and his cultivation speed is a bit slow after all.
Let’s take the simplest example.
The reason why Bubble became so fat was because it could not refine and absorb the various elixirs fed to it by Fang Chang in time, so it could only accumulate energy in its body in the form of fat.
Although this is also related to it being too lazy.
But if you are a natural born dragon who eats, drinks and sleeps all day long, you will naturally be able to enter the golden elixir realm when you reach adulthood.
So bloodline is very important.
What Fang Chang does now is to push Paopao to evolve his bloodline and obtain the Dragon attribute.
But Bubble didn't think so.
It looked at itself on the ice mirror and cried bitterly.
"My beautiful scales are gone, my white and tender fish belly is gone, and my big tail is gone..."
It puffed twice and spit out two mouthfuls of saliva.
Now I feel even sadder.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, no bubbles anymore!"
Bubble grabbed the ground with his head, directly hitting the ice and cracking it. The power of ice and thunder on his body flashed, and ice and thunder intertwined out.
"stop!"
Fang Chang felt a headache when he heard it, so he grabbed Bubble to comfort him.
"Don't cry in a hurry, just feel the power in your body."
"ah?"
Bubble was stunned and stared blankly at Fang Chang. Two snot bubbles came out of his nose and burst with a pop.
"Pfft, cough..."
Fang Chang suppressed his laughter, coughed twice to divert his embarrassment, and said:
"Follow my magic power and feel it carefully."
Only then did Paopao calm down, follow the magic power that Fang Chang left in his body, and devote himself to himself. The power of his body was gradually discovered by it, and all kinds of information hidden in his blood were gradually controlled by it.
"Huh?"
Paopao let out a light sigh, and his slender body slowly shrank, the double fins on his back were folded, and finally turned into a big golden carp again, this time without even the dragon's whiskers.
"puff!"
It spit out a big colorful bubble, which lit up its big eyes of joy.
Fang Chang said helplessly: "If I didn't want to help you lose weight, I wouldn't bother to help you refine the demon pill and transform it into a dragon. But don't worry, it's your second form. If you don't like it, it won't change.
I also like you better the way you are now."
Bubble Fish's tail slapped, and the whole fish jumped on Fang Chang's body, and the fish's lips kissed Fang Chang hard.
"Thank you sir!"
"Bah, bah, it's all drool, roll it into the water."
Fang Chang pointed his finger at the surface of the pool, and the ice on the pool melted instantly, and steam rose up, like hot spring water.
"Hey, the eldest man is so kind to me."
The bubbles sank to the surface of the water, comfortably revealing the tender and white belly of the fish, which spat out the bubbles.
This is the thinnest and tenderest part of its body's scales, and also the weakest defense.
Showing this posture means that in its heart, this is the safest place and there is no need to be vigilant.
Of course, if a fish shows this attitude, it most likely means it is cold.
When Fang Chang saw Paopao's lazy look, he didn't understand how such a motivated person could raise a fat house fish.
But with his help, even if Pao Pao is still so lazy, he will be naturally promoted to a golden elixir demon in a few decades.
Even if he leaves by then, he can probably rest assured.
With Paopao's temperament, he could just find an old pond in the mountains and stay there for eighteen hundred years, and Yusheng would be over.
For the fish that had been with him for decades, Fang Chang finally gave it the greatest tenderness.
…
Two days later.
When Fang Chang received someone's invitation for the third time.
"Magistrate Chen invited me to a banquet?"
Fang Chang stroked the invitation in his hand, thought for a moment, then shook his head respectfully to Master Qian below and said:
"Since I didn't arrive before, I don't need to go now. You pushed it for me. Also, don't send invitations in the future.
Reassure him that as long as he obeys the rules, there will be no accidents."
As for Fu Feng City's rules, his rules are the rules.
Just like the voice he made for the first time in Fu Feng City, he usually doesn't do anything, but when he wants to do something, no one is allowed to stop him, otherwise he will die.
Fufeng City had three county magistrates promoted in ten years, and five were killed. The average term of those five was less than one month.
However, according to the county's archives, these five county magistrates all had accidents on the road and had never been to Fufeng City.
Master Qian nodded immediately: "I mentioned it before, and County Magistrate Chen also said that your administration plan is excellent, and he will not give random orders."
"Since he is so sensible, you should cooperate more usually."
Fang Chang waved his hand and asked Master Qian to step back.
Even if he has no intention of cultivating party members, ten years is enough time for the entire county government to passively become one of his own.
After all, with his killing method, it would be difficult for anyone to remain disobedient.
After Master Qian left, Fang Chang looked at the series of rainbow farts on the invitation again. The corner of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, and it was hard not to laugh out loud.
This was the first time he met such an interesting county magistrate.
The invitations were full of praise for him, and the words were full of admiration. It was almost as if he was regarded as a life mentor, and his violent governance policy was always evaluated with the utmost simplicity.
Such a wonderful person...
Fang Chang thought it would be better not to see him.
He hates trouble.
If someone has a happy chat with me, is impressed by his temperament, and becomes a little fan, he will come to him every now and then to chat and give advice.
He has always been a reasonable person, so it was inevitable that he would be soft-hearted and agree.
Wouldn't that be a waste of his time and emotions?
He is just borrowing a place to practice cultivation, he is just a passer-by, and he does not intend to leave behind any feelings, whether it is friendship or love.
This was the biggest warning that the red thread had given him before.
He threw down the invitation and walked out of the square house, preparing to find a place to drink tea and listen to a play, to absorb the popularity and relieve the loneliness in his heart after being in seclusion for a long time.
It’s still the same tea house from ten years ago.
It's just that the girl who used to make tea for her has become the tea house proprietress. Of course, she still makes tea for him, and her skills are even better.
"Sir, please have some tea."
Compared with before, the appearance of the tea-making girl is richer, her eyebrows are more mature, her figure is plump, and she is full of the charm of a mature woman.
Because Fang Chang, the county captain, liked to come to this teahouse to drink tea, and she was the one who made the tea every time, so her status also rose.
Speaking of which, the tea-making girl used to have a high status and even her boss had to be polite.
It was all because they thought that the girl was attracted by the county captain and might be brought into his room one day, so they did not dare to go too far.
So much so that from the time the girl was eighteen to twenty-two, no man around her dared to get close to her, which made her almost doubt her life and wonder if men's aesthetics have changed now.
Finally, after finally figuring out the reason, she mustered up the courage to ask Fang Chang to help her marry her future husband.
Fang Chang naturally agreed to this kind of casual help.
So the girl began to pursue the teahouse owner's son, and within half a year she married him. Although Fang Chang was not there for the wedding, he was given a small gift.
I didn’t give too precious a gift because I was afraid that the child’s father would think too much.
Nowadays, the tea-making girl no longer makes tea and is in charge of the teahouse, but every time Fang Chang comes over, she will wash her hands and make tea for him herself.
Because this is her biggest reliance as a girl from a poor background in her husband's family.
Not everyone can speak to the county captain in person.
Fang Chang took a sip of tea and saw the familiar teahouse decoration. It seemed that time had not passed and everything was still the same.
But he knew that it was indeed different.
"I haven't seen the blind old man for a long time. Isn't he working in your teahouse anymore?"
The incense burner was burning nearby, Fang Chang was drinking tea, listening to the music coming from downstairs, and asked casually.
The tea-making girl couldn't help but be stunned. She looked at Fang Chang, whose appearance had almost remained unchanged, lowered her head, and her voice was inexplicably sad.
"Mr. Hu passed away a year ago."
Fang Chang snorted and said calmly: "That's really a pity, his erhu is pretty good.
As for his granddaughter, I remember she got married, how is she doing?"
The tea-making girl said: "Not long after Mr. Hu left, Sister Hu reconciled with her husband.
I heard that her husband was very concerned about the past and treated her badly, but because of Mr. Hu's sake, Sister Hu has been enduring it.
After Mr. Hu left, Sister Hu couldn't bear it anymore and tricked her husband into divorcing her.
Now Sister Hu has opened a small opera troupe, and the one who helps sing in our teahouse is Sister Hu’s favorite apprentice, and her singing is almost exactly the same as that of Sister Hu back then.”
"It's almost the same."
Fang Chang nodded and said nothing more.
This is the way the world is. It is clear that the girl is the victim, but she is the one who receives the strange look.
As for why.
Of course, it's because the girl is a weakling who can't resist, so the accusation against her just serves to highlight her own nobility.
It's like he killed so many people in Fufeng City, but who dares to beep one more word?
Because other people know that he really dares to kill.
Fang Chang was sipping tea quietly, also savoring the sentient beings in the mortal world, thinking about what perspective he would choose if he transformed into a mortal after the Nascent Soul attains perfection.
Beggar, boy, farmer, prince, prince, general?
Suddenly, a burst of noise disturbed his thoughts.
The tea house is not a restaurant. There are many people coming to drink tea, but they don't seem noisy. Most of them talk in low voices. Occasionally, someone will remind them if they make a loud noise.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to hear the music in the hall downstairs, and it would be meaningless.
Fang Chang's thoughts were disturbed, but he was not angry.
After all, accidents happen to everyone, and he would start killing people if they were disturbed. He was not really a murderer.
On the contrary, the tea-making girl shook her hand and looked at Fang Chang cautiously, fearing that he would be angry.
I thought the noise would dissipate soon, but who knew it would get louder and louder instead.
The tea girl asked in a low voice:
"Sir, how about I go out and take a look?"
She is now the teahouse proprietress. If something happens, no one else will dare to deal with it without showing up.
Seeing Fang Chang nodding, the tea-making girl was about to get up when she heard the tearoom door being pushed open forcefully, and a girl in red walked in.
"Houselady, didn't you say you won't make tea for outsiders? Why are you making tea for others now? Do you look down on me? Or do you look down on my money?"
The girl was so angry that she didn't even look at Fang Chang. She came up and scolded the tea girl.
The tea girl is now the boss lady.
She smiled habitually and wanted to explain, but something came to her mind and she had to put it off first.
"Girl, please don't disturb my guest, okay? When you come back tomorrow, I will personally serve you."
The landlady came to the position because she made tea for Fang Chang.
Many people knew this, so some people came to the teahouse and asked her to make tea by name. Rounding them off, they were considered to have enjoyed the treatment of a county captain.
When the boss lady was not the boss lady, she did take action many times. After all, they were all workers, and they could make money even if they had money.
Later, after she became the boss's wife, she rarely took action, and only occasionally took action once she really couldn't refuse.
It was obviously just ordinary tea, but someone else drank it and insisted on talking about the benefits of it.
Otherwise, why would even the county captain like to drink it?
As rumors spread, the tea-making hands of the landlady became rare treasures.
The more this happens, the more people want to ask the boss lady to help.
The girl in red is also famous.
It's just that the lady boss wouldn't take action easily now, so she just declined.
I never thought that the girl in red is also very perseverant. She comes here every day and only wants the boss lady to take action. This is already her tenth day here.
I thought I was returning in vain, but who would have thought to hear that the landlady was actually making tea for someone else? This made the girl in red very angry.
She couldn't be so sincere, but in the end, someone came from nowhere and asked the landlady to take action. Did she look down on her, a foreigner?
So there was this scene before us.
"No! You must give me an explanation today, otherwise I, I will not leave!"
The girl in red wanted to say something cruel, but she held it in for a long time and didn't say it out.
She also comes from an ordinary family. Even though she has some achievements now, she is not a bully.
And because of my background, I am most sensitive to this unfair treatment.
As soon as he finished speaking, someone burst into laughter.
"you!!"
"Hahaha……"
"you!!"
Seeing Fang Chang smile, everyone else laughed too, whether they wanted to laugh or not.
"I'm sorry, I really can't help it."
Fang Chang laughed, looked at the interesting girl in front of him and said:
"Girl, the boss lady making tea for me is a personal relationship and I don't charge any money. Of course you can't bribe her with money.
If I want to drink tea, I need to establish a good relationship with them first, but I think it might be difficult."
"real?"
The girl in red looked at the landlady suspiciously.
The landlady forced out a smile helplessly: "That's right, girl."
The girl in red suddenly turned red and became a little at a loss.
"Well, I, I'm sorry, I was impulsive."
Fang Chang continued: "Since you were wrong, should you apologize to the landlady?"
The girl in red could correct her mistakes, so she immediately bowed her head to the landlady and apologized.
"I'm sorry, boss lady, I will pay for the loss of your teahouse today."
"And me?"
"oh oh……"
The girl in red raised her head and looked at Fang Chang, who was smiling slightly, feeling inexplicably embarrassed.
"You're sorry too. I, I don't know how to compensate you. Please tell me a condition."
"No, I forgive you."
Fang Chang stood up, looked at the landlady and said:
"Lady boss, the tea you make is better than before, but I'm not in the mood today. I'll come back another day."
He walked away in a hurry, and everyone around him quickly made way for a passage.
The landlady looked at Fang Chang's back, opened her mouth, and had an inexplicable premonition in her heart.
This gentleman will probably never come again in the future.
The girl in red looked at Fang Chang leaving, with a slight curl of the corner of her mouth, thinking that not only was the county captain not old-fashioned, but he was also incredibly young, and he was not as murderous as the legend said.
She originally thought she would have to move her brother out to save her life.
Thinking about it, she walked to the tea table, picked up a pot of leftover tea on the table, drank it in one gulp, smashed it in her mouth, and said:
"This tea is not as magical as the legend says."
She threw down a piece of gold and turned to leave.
