Seeing Duan Zhenghou's expression of indulgence and enjoyment, Wu Xuanzi stroked his beard, picked up the wine glass and took a sip. His eyes could not help but narrow slightly, as if he was enjoying the taste of the wine.
"Senior, did you make this wine?"
Duan Zhenghou was shocked in his heart. He could refine the Xuantian Spiritual Treasure and brew wine that could enhance his mood. This man in front of him was undoubtedly the legendary hermit expert in the world of immortality.
According to legend, the hermits have the power to reach the heavens. If you can meet them, a cup of tea or a cup of wine will be a blessing.
And isn't that what he is like now?
"You'd better not call me senior, I can't stand it!"
Bu Fan shook his head, especially his indifferent expression which was full of mystery, instantly making Duan Zhenghou feel like he was an expert hermit in front of him.
"Then I don't know how to call you?" Duan Zhenghou said cautiously.
"Just call me mayor, or sir!" Bu Fan said softly.
"Yes, sir!"
Duan Zhenghou was not surprised, because he knew that some people with high cultivation levels did not like others to call them senior.
"Daddy, the chicken wings are ready!"
At this time, Xiao Xibao on the side stared at the chicken wings and raised his eyes.
"good!"
Bu Fan's eyes were full of doting.
After sprinkling some cumin powder on the chicken wings, he placed the roasted chicken wings on a plate. Little Xibao couldn't wait to pick up the chicken wings and ate them.
This scene made Duan Zhenghou instantly feel that the person in front of him was not an expert hermit, but a father who loved his daughter in the world.
Back to Basics!
Great simplicity!
Duan Zhenghou's heart trembled, and he became more and more certain that the person in front of him was the master who lived in seclusion here.
"My little friend, your name is Duan Zhenghou, are you the famous weapon-refining master?"
Wu Xuanzi stroked his beard and looked at Duan Zhenghou with a smile.
Although the Tiannan Cultivation World is very big, it is only compared to monks with low cultivation levels. For the top monks in the Cultivation World, the Tiannan Cultivation World is actually only that big.
Even if they have never met each other, they have more or less heard of each other's existence.
"Exactly, I wonder what you would call me, senior?"
Duan Zhenghou did not dare to underestimate this white-haired old man who looked like an immortal.
"You don't need to call me senior, my surname is Wu, and people in this town call me Mrs. Wu!" Wu Xuanzi said with a smile.
Your surname is Wu?
"I wonder if Senior and Wu Shengren know each other?" Duan Zhenghou said in fear.
"What kind of saint? I'm just a sub-sage!" Wu Xuanzi shook his head slowly.
Duan Zhenghou's heart trembled suddenly.
The purpose of his coming to Wei Dynasty this time was to find this person who wanted to explore the avenue.
Just on the way, I accidentally discovered the Classic of Mountains and Seas, and guessed that the author of the Classic of Mountains and Seas was most likely Wu Xuanzi.
The Classic of Mountains and Seas was published in Luoyang County, so he came to Luoyang County specifically.
"Junior has seen Wu Shengren!" Duan Zhenghou stood up quickly and said respectfully.
"You don't have to be so polite at your husband's house!"
Wu Xuanzi waved his hand, "Sir, it's getting late, I should go back to the academy!"
"Why don't you sit down for a while?" Bu Fan tried to persuade him.
"No, the academy still has some things to deal with!" Wu Xuanzi shook his head.
"Master Wu, let's go slowly!" Bu Fan nodded.
Wu Xuanzi stood up, said goodbye to Bu Fan with an extremely respectful expression, nodded to Duan Zhenghou, and walked away.
At this moment, Duan Zhenghou was extremely shocked.
The dignified Great Wei Yasheng was so respectful to the mayor, so how terrifying is his cultivation strength?
Could it be that the other party is a true Confucian and Taoist saint?
"I wonder why Mr. Duan came to our town?"
Bu Fan picked up the wine bowl and took a sip with a calm expression.
He might have been pretending in front of Wu Xuanzi and the old beggar, but in front of this moment of waiting, he didn't need to pretend at all. He was a real hermit master.
"Well...I passed by here accidentally!"
Duan Zhenghou did not dare to say that he came here to chase the beauty. After all, it would be too shameless to say so.
"Do you think I will believe it? I heard that you flirted with secular girls in the county town!" Bu Fan looked up at Duan Zhenghou and said with a smile.
"Sir, in fact, what happened in the county was just a misunderstanding. I did not molest a secular woman!"
Duan Zhenghou trembled all over and hurriedly explained that he knew without thinking that it must be Song Laizi who told the hermit what had happened.
"Really? But what I heard from Song Leizi is not like this. He said that you said some disgusting words to two girls you don't know!"
Bu Fan did not continue to look at Duan Zhenghou, but instead cooked the chicken legs in a relaxed and comfortable manner.
But there was a trace of sweat on Duan Zhenghou's forehead, "Actually, sir, this is an old problem of mine. Whenever I see a good-looking girl, I can't help but salivate!"
"Well, this problem is normal. Any man will have it!" Bu Fan nodded.
Duan Zhenghou breathed a sigh of relief, but Bu Fan's next words made him feel excited again.
"So, you came to the town to pursue good-looking girls?"
Bu Fan raised his eyes to look at Duan Zhenghou again, and this glance penetrated Duan Zhenghou's heart like a sharp arrow.
"Let me think about it, I heard Song Leizi say that you seemed to have the intention of pursuing Zhou Mingzhu before! By the way, do you know who Zhou Mingzhu is?" Bu Fan asked.
"I heard about it before this junior came!"
Duan Zhenghou swallowed his throat, but he knew he couldn't hide it.
"Senior... No, sir, do you know Zhou Mingzhu?" Duan Zhenghou said cautiously.
"You know, she is half of my disciple. Are you interested in me as a disciple?" Bu Fan said with a smile.
Duan Zhenghou nodded, shook his head, and finally gritted his teeth.
"Sir, whether you believe it or not, when I saw your disciple on the road, I fell deeply in love with her. That kind of love is engraved in my bones and may never be forgotten in my life. From that moment on, I fell in love with her.
I swear secretly that I will never marry anyone who is not a pearl in this life!!"
Duan Zhenghou's tone was sincere and his expression showed his true feelings.
"Yeah!" Bu Fan nodded.
Duan Zhenghou thought he agreed, but what Bufan said next made him stunned again.
"How many lifetimes have you had?" Bu Fan said with a smile on his face, "For a person like you who is so excited when he sees a beautiful girl, you must have said a lot of things like that!"
"Sir, I am sincere this time!" Duan Zhenghou quickly explained.
"Everyone who wants to get the other person will say that they are sincere, but how many can really grow old together?" Bu Fan chuckled and shook his head.
"Sincerity will fade as time goes by, and because it is too easy to give sincerity, it becomes very cheap, don't you think so?"
Duan Zhenghou still wanted to explain, but he didn't know how to explain.
Because he had to agree with what this expert said.
After all, he has been sincere to too many people, and just like this expert said, sincerity is too easy to give, and it gradually becomes cheap.
"Then the question is, how many girls have you been sincere to?"