Ye Xiaochuan was not sure about Fatty Liu's pulse. After spending so many years in Guang Na Tang, Ye Xiaochuan understood a truth deeply.
Pies will not fall from the sky. If they do, it will be either a conspiracy or a trap.
Especially people like Fatty Liu. In everyone's impression, Fatty Liu has been a small businessman who flatters others all day long. He has almost no chance of cultivating. Who would have thought that this man has almost monopolized the entire business?
The fat man in Guanggnatang's smuggling trade has unknowingly become a top-notch person in Lingji realm.
Master.
Many thoughts flashed through Ye Xiaochuan's mind in an instant.
Suddenly, Ye Xiaochuan said: "Senior Brother Liu, we don't talk secretly. It seems that our meeting today is not a coincidence. What on earth do you want to do by fawning over me so much?"
Fatty Liu didn't expect that Ye Xiaochuan would say this directly in front of him. The smile on the fat face disappeared instantly and turned into wrinkles all over his face.
After a while, he was able to smile and say: "Golden scales are not a thing in the pond. When the wind and clouds change, the dragon changes. Although my eyesight is clumsy, I can still see that you, brother, are definitely not a thing in the pond. This is not to take advantage of the opportunity to get closer to you."
? When you become successful in the future, you might as well support your brothers."
Ye Xiaochuan believed that he had seen a ghost. Didn't he still know whether he was a turtle in the pond or a golden scale in the pond? He didn't point it out, he just smiled and said: "Thank you for your good words, we have been friends for many years.
, if one day I really become as successful as my senior brother said, I will naturally not forget you, senior brother. As for your girl, forget it, although she does look pretty good now, but senior brother Zhu is not interested in her.
He is deeply in love, but I still interfered and disturbed the situation, ah, here I am!"
As soon as Ye Xiaochuan looked up, he saw that he had arrived in front of the courtyard where he lived. Junior sister Yang Jiujiu was holding Fat Wangcai and staring at him and Fatty Liu with big eyes at the courtyard door.
Fatty Liu said: "Then let's just say goodbye and communicate more in the future."
Ye Xiaochuan chuckled and said, "Remember to bring a few jars of wine yeast tomorrow."
Fatty Liu cupped his hands and said, "It's easy to talk about."
After Fatty Liu left, Yang Jiuwen jumped up and said: "Senior brother, you and senior brother Liu still know each other." Ye Xiaochuan walked towards the courtyard gate and said: "Of course, your senior brother used to be a member of the Guangdong Province.
Those who serve in the hall have often dealt with Fatty Liu. In the past, almost all the wine that Master drank was smuggled up from the mountain by Senior Brother Liu. However, in the past ten years, I have been punished to think over the cliff, and I have been away from Cangyun for a few years.
, I rarely interact with him. Why, are you interested in this Fatty Liu? If that's the case, senior brother will seriously doubt your aesthetics." Yang Jiu immediately shook his head and said: "Recently
If you weren't in Cangyun, the Liu family brothers and sisters would steal the show. I won't say much more about Liu Tong. You have also seen him. He is as beautiful as a fairy and has extremely high moral standards. He may be able to break through spiritual silence in a year or two at most.
I heard Master say privately a while ago
, Senior Brother Liu has actually reached the realm of spiritual silence. Uncle Yu Zhenzi also gave his Fengchi Fairy Sword to Senior Brother Liu. Master said that in the entire Cangyun Four Lines, except for the Bladeless Divine Sword in your hand, little Senior Brother,
Among the fairy swords of the wind system, Feng Chi has the strongest spiritual power."
Ye Xiaochuan frowned, then laughed dumbly and said: "I understand, it turns out that Fatty Liu has this idea again, no wonder he has to introduce his sister to me."
Ye Xiaochuan now completely understood why he met Fatty Liu today. This guy was offering wine and stuffing beautiful women, so it turned out that he was trying to kill his Swift Sword Intent.
It is not that Cangyun Sect has no fairy swords of the wind type. There are also some disciples who practice the Swift Wind Sword Intent, but no one can compare with Ye Xiaochuan. After all, before Situ Feng disappeared, he passed on everything he learned to Ye Xiaochuan, including some
The method of cultivating the sword spirit of gale.
This fat man is really smart enough to know that he is short-handed and soft-spoken. However, we are all fellow disciples who grew up together. We share cultivation experience and make progress together, so this is not a big deal.
It was already dark, and dinner was ready. Master Ye Xiaochuan and his two female disciples, a total of five people, ate very simply, with five or six exquisite side dishes, and no big fish or meat. This made Wangcai
The boss is unhappy.
Ye Xiaochuan felt very depressed, mainly because he was from Yun Qiyou, and he didn't know where he would go with Yun Qiyou in the future.
Depressed people will drink. Ask Xiaozhu to bring a jar of wine, so that they can stay together until they are drunk.
Seeing the two drunkards, the old man and the young man, going back and forth with their cups, Yang Jiujiu was speechless. He tried to persuade him several times, but the master and the disciple refused to listen. They were even scolded by the drunk Taoist, saying: "I'm a master drinking with your senior brother."
What does it matter if you order a drink? Go and take a break."
The meal lasted until midnight, and both the master and the apprentice were drunk, so they wandered back to the room to rest.
As soon as he returned to the room, Ye Xiaochuan sobered up and was not drunk at all. The same was true for the drunk Taoist, and his cloudy eyes became extremely clear.
Two men with worries, two men pretending to be drunk.
The drunk Taoist sat on a stool in the room and took out a piece of paper from his arms. On it was a line of very beautiful words, which seemed to be written by a woman.
There is a sentence on the note: "Third watch tonight, the sacred tree in the back mountain. Liuyun."
He received this note this afternoon. When he saw the content on it, the drunk Taoist was shocked.
He had already learned about Liu Yun from Fairy Liu Bo, and knew that Fairy Liu Yun had not actually died these years, but was trapped under the Demon Sect's Xuanhuo Altar. During the Temple War three years ago, he
Escaped by luck. Fairy Liuyun also knew that her son was Ye Xiaochuan.
In the past few years, Zui Taoist was most afraid of Fairy Liuyun coming to look for his son. There were too many things involved. The peace of the past three years made Zui Taoist lucky enough to think that Fairy Liuyun would not appear in order to protect his son.
In Cangyun Mountain.
Unexpectedly, she came after all. The drunk Taoist let out a long sigh, pinched his fingers, and a real fire lit up from his fingers, burning the note into ashes in an instant. He looked at the sky outside and saw that the moon had already
Gu Xuan was in the middle of his head. It was almost time, so he stood up, straightened his clothes, opened the door and walked out of the room.
.
He went to the ancient sacred tree in the back mountain almost every year. He had nothing else to do but ask for fruit wine from the Monkey King. It could be said that he was familiar with the journey, and he quickly flew to the back mountain in the air.
Fairy Liuyun, dressed in plain clothes, stood alone on a large trunk of the ancient sacred tree. There was no Xuan Ying beside her. She was flawless and without tears, Miss Fengyi. This was her family matter, and she did not want outsiders to be present.
.So the three smart women are not here tonight, and they don’t know where to go for a stroll.
