There is no curfew during these days of the celebration. Even though it is past midnight, there are still many lanterns at the entrance of restaurants on both sides of the street that are still lit.
Ning Yan didn't choose, and just looked for a nearby store. As soon as he walked in, he saw the store clerk leaning against the counter and taking a nap.
"Store?"
The guy rubbed his sleepy eyes, yawned and said, "What do you two want?"
Ning Yan glanced at the menu and said in one breath: "Steamed goose and duck steak, lamb in the oven, roasted chicken, Xijing deer breast..."
The waiter was stunned and thought he hadn't woken up.
Full of meat and fish in the middle of the night?
"...Add a rabbit with green onions and a sheep's head with silk juice, and it's almost done."
"Sir, would it be too much to order these?"
"No problem, just go ahead."
The waiter saw that the two of them were dressed like freeloaders, so he didn't say anything more, muttered in his mind and walked to the kitchen.
What a weirdo.
Ning Yan led Chai Ruru to find a secluded table. As for Chai Jingyi and Li Tai'an, he had already sent them back for some reason.
The two of them sat facing each other. Chai Ruru was scratching her clothes and feeling uneasy. She was even more nervous than when she broke through to the seventh level.
This is the first time she and Ning Yan eat out alone.
Is this... a private meeting?
What will he say...or should I speak first?
I, I don’t know much about poetry and poetry. If I say something wrong, will I be laughed at by him...
Forget it, whatever he says later, I will just nod!
Well, you won’t show your timidity this way!
"Um, do you have any money?"
The first words Ning Yan spoke made Chai Ruru stunned. She couldn't react for a moment and nodded subconsciously.
"That's good, you don't know how guilty I felt when I ordered the food just now." Ning Yan let out a long sigh of relief, then said embarrassedly: "I should have paid the bill, but I lost my wallet..." Afraid that Chai Ruru would think he was looking for an excuse, Ning Yan emphasized it again: "It's really lost!"
Seeing how seriously he took his vows, Chai Ruru couldn't help laughing.
What an idiot...
"It's okay." Chai Ruru held her chin in one hand, her bright eyes seemed to be able to speak, and said softly: "A lot of things must have happened today, right?"
Ning Yan lowered his head and looked at his now withered body, and sighed: "Yes, a lot of things happened."
Just when he was about to continue speaking, the girl interrupted first and said: "Be careful, people here are talkative."
"Aren't you curious?" Ning Yan was startled and said.
Chai Ruru smiled slyly: "The moment you are willing to tell me, what happened is no longer important to me."
"The important thing is that you come back alive."
……
Ning Yan didn't know if he was dating Chai Ruru just now.
In short, the topics they discussed were very official, such as Mingzhou's economic trend in the second half of the year, the impact of northern border friction on the price of salt and iron in Jiangnan East Road, how full you should be after eating before meditating, etc.
After it was over, Ning Yan also packed a lot of food boxes in large and small bags.
It is worth mentioning that the prototype of takeout has appeared in Dazhou, which made him sigh that there are so many capable people in the world.
In the empty Ning Mansion, it was so quiet that only his own footsteps could be heard.
Ning Yan entered the main hall alone and put the dishes in the food box on the table one by one. With a slight thought in his mind, a bronze pot suddenly appeared in his palm.
This bronze pot is about eight inches wide, with a hanging belly and no lid. Green rust stains cover its body. The pot body is decorated with symmetrical scroll dragon patterns, and the base is decorated with fine thunder patterns.
Chai Ruru guessed right, he did have a shocking secret.
The Qianlong Pot that caused a bloody storm in Mingzhou City a while ago is now in his hands!
The bronze pot suddenly flashed with a green light, and a white-haired girl appeared out of thin air beside the table.
"This is enough for anyone!"
"It's almost done. If you have the ability, you can make money by yourself."
"Oh, useless man!"
"Don't think that I won't hit you because you're a little girl!"
Ning Yan always felt that there was something wrong with his pot spirit.
Do other people’s treasures have such broken mouths?
Time goes back to early morning.
Just when Ning Yan thought he was doomed, he suddenly discovered the treasure hidden at the bottom of the river.
However, he was already dying at that time and was unable to perform the sacrifice at all. He could only rely on his last instinct to hold the Qianlong Pot in his arms.
Then the system moved.
Just like when he obtained "He Transforms into the Self-Heaven" before, Qianlong Pot also underwent some kind of change under the influence of Goushi. Not only did he sign a blood contract with him, but an artifact spirit was also born from it.
Of course, the price is also very heavy.
It may sound a little perverted, but at the bottom of the river, Ning Yan was almost drained by this white-haired girl.
This caused him to be in a coma for a whole day, and he barely woke up until he was about to start.
Thinking of this, Ning Yan turned his attention to Hu Ling.
"You're not the kind of pervert who would go into heat on a little girl's body, are you?" Hu Ling noticed Ning Yan's gaze, and his face was full of disgust, looking at him as if he were looking at a squirming maggot: "It's really disgusting." p>
"What the hell..." Ning Yan's blood pressure suddenly rose. Considering that she was an acquired spiritual treasure, he finally sighed and said: "There is no need to be so aggressive between people." p>
The pot spirit said expressionlessly, "Hoo ho ho, otherwise? Do you need me to lie at your feet and call you master?"
Ning Yan was stunned, "Is it really screaming?"
"What kind of yellow waste is in your mind?"
Suck it up! She's just a child!
Ning Yan clenched her fists and tried to sound kinder: "We share weal and woe now, do you hate me so much?"
"Of course!" Hu Ling slapped the table and said loudly: "It's all your fault that I'm like this!"
Strictly speaking, there is no distinction between acquired spiritual treasures and innate spiritual treasures. The key to distinguishing the two is that acquired spiritual treasures are usually inspired by great powers, so the appearance of their spiritual treasures often changes when they take form.
It becomes the image in the mind of the initiate.
Ning Yan was half dead at the time, so he had no time to help her pinch her face carefully. When the blood contract was signed, the Qianlong Pot blended with his mind and naturally shaped the spirit of the weapon based on part of the memory in his mind.
So she transformed into a lolita with white hair and red eyes.
XP kills people.
Ning Yan knew that he was wrong and said with a guilty conscience: "Isn't this pretty good-looking?"
"You're so tall!" Hu Ling pouted, clasping her hands on her chest and sulking: "I should look like the tall, thin, young girl Su'e!"
"And this white hair, it's so ugly!"
Ning Yan said with relief: "Don't panic, when I reach the third level, I should be able to help you pinch your face again!"
"Just you?" Hu Ling looked disdainful.
"Isn't there still you?"
"Idiot Ning Yan, I can't help you improve your cultivation."
"Huh?"
It was Ning Yan's turn to be dumbfounded.
According to Goudou’s previous tips, he thought that the Qianlong Pot was an artifact that could skyrocket his cultivation level, so he took such a big risk to give it a try, and even almost lost his life.
Could it be that I was deceived again?
Ning Yan sat back at the table dejectedly, "Then what can you do..."
Hu Ling snorted coldly and slowly spit out four words.