Ye Yan was a little surprised by his physical recovery. The world he lived in could be regarded as a river and lake, and it was very clear from the day he entered the industry that a person could go anywhere in the river and lake without getting stabbed.
Ye Yan, who had learned some medical knowledge, knew to some extent the extent of his previous injuries. Not to mention a week, even if he was given three weeks, he might not be able to recover to his current level.
After washing his face in the bathroom, Ye Yan, who was in a good mood, reached out and tapped his face on the mirror, and chuckled: "It seems you are lucky."
As your body improves, your appetite will naturally increase.
But he stopped when he took a bite of the food he got from the front desk of the hotel. He had just graduated from school that year and was assigned to work far away from his hometown.
Sauce noodles can always make him feel like he has a full meal.
This taste not only stimulated his taste buds, but also evoked memories that had been hidden in his heart for a long time.
Ye Yan suddenly opened the door to the room, came to the front desk of the hotel, looked at the boss and asked: "Boss, where did you buy the delivery you ordered for me?"
The boss, who was in his thirties or forties, was reading a newspaper with a cigarette in his mouth. Hearing this, he raised his head and said, "Why, it's just a noodle shop at the corner of the street. Isn't it delicious?"
"How long has it been open?"
"It's been more than ten years, right?" The boss said casually: "If you don't like it, I'll ask them to make you a new job. Anyway, we are old neighbors and easy to talk to."
Ye Yan shook his head and said no, then suddenly thought of something and asked: "By the way, boss, is there a letter for me today?"
"No." The boss looked at the guest strangely.
What age is it? There are still people who accept things like registered mail, so he doesn't ask. Originally, this hotel was not a legitimate business. Anyone who came and paid could stay, as long as they didn't cause trouble.
"If so, please let me know."
Ye Yan returned to the room alone and sat at the table. He ate very slowly, chewing each noodle for a long time before swallowing it.
Swallow the loneliness and hesitation here, swallow the doubts and dangers of life, and swallow the happy memories.
…
It cannot be denied that there is a very strong person in the world. No matter what kind of difficulties and despair he is in, he never loses hope in his heart.
Such people can even go straight to death with hope and no regrets. Because they have great courage without changing their face even in the face of death, they have an extremely strong will.
No matter what he saw now or what he knew before, Luo Qiu felt that Ye Yan belonged to this kind of person.
Youye is a very considerate maid. On the one hand, she knows that her new master will definitely take action behind her back unconditionally. On the other hand, she also knows that if Ye Yan is the target, she is probably the most difficult customer to attract...
Even such a customer possesses extremely valuable trading items.
But she didn't seem to express any meaning in this regard in front of Luo Qiu.
"The location of Master G has been found, but the batch of goods collected here by Michael Club are not as careful as G. During this period, I just hid myself and searched for Mr. Ye's whereabouts."
"No need, I know where the goods are hidden." Luo Qiu said calmly: "I went to another place and made some money. This information is not expensive."
Luo Qiu was not in a hurry, what Ye Yan needed now was just to take good care of his injuries.
"I can rest assured that you are here." Luo Qiu looked at Youye and said softly, and then looked at Taiyinzi who had ordered him over before and said, "Come back with me. I have something to ask you."
How dare Taiyinzi say no? Ever since he was chased and beaten by Long Xiruo to the door of the club last time, he has not been able to talk to the boss.
The master and the servant soon returned to the club.
Knowing very well that the Lord should not be the first to speak, Taiyinzi immediately said respectfully after sitting down in Luo Qiu: "Master, what are you going to ask the old Taoist about?"
"Um."
Luo Qiu nodded, "Tell me about your sect. In addition, is the stone statue enshrined in the back hall of Xianxuan Huazhen Taoist Temple the founder of the Taoist temple?"
"Master, you know so much..." Taiyinzi was stunned for a moment, but he soon came to his senses. It seemed that for the mysterious club owner, if he didn't even know this, it would be unreasonable: "The ancestor of our sect,
According to legend, he was a figure from the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors period."
Taiyinzi began to recall what happened when he practiced Taoism in the Immortal Xuan Huanzhen Tao. "According to the records in the sect's classics, the ancestor was taught by a foreigner when he was young and initially mastered the method of Taoism. Later, after many tempers, he finally created
After understanding the immortality and mysteries, he returned to the true way, which has been passed down to this day."
It has been passed down to this day. Speaking of this, Taiyinzi also had a complicated expression on his face, "Although our lineage is not famous among many sects, it is one of the few sects with the longest history.
, even though the population has always been thin, but in modern times, it is probably unprecedented to have only a pair of masters and disciples left."
Qin Chuyu was not mentioned...it seems that in Taiyinzi's heart, he has never regarded Qin Chuyu as a member of his sect.
Luo Qiu pondered for a moment and said: "The Jade Emperor's Heart Seal Miao Sutra is written over and over again, life after life. As its creator, do you ever feel that your ancestor is still alive?"
Taiyinzi was stunned for a moment, and then frowned. Taiyinzi looked at her behavior as funny, but it was just to make the boss relax his vigilance. Since joining the club, he has been beaten several times by the maid lady, and he has long been safe.
A lot.
He thought carefully and said: "Master thinks that even a humble servant like Yu Sanniang can complete the Miao Sutra, so it is impossible for the creator's ancestor to fail, right?"
"Isn't that the logic?"
Taiyinzi sighed and said: "Old Taoist, I also had this idea back then, but the Patriarch indeed no longer exists. It has been recorded in the sect's classics that the Patriarch passed away under the witness of the second generation disciples.
The stone statue enshrined in the Taoist temple was actually made by the descendants according to the appearance of the ancestor when he was enthroned. Sigh...it's really embarrassing to say that since the ancestor, the immortals and mysteries have been true to my generation.
, only Yu Sanniang, a cheap maid, has successfully touched the door to true immortality. I didn’t know that I had been trapped for five hundred years, but now looking at what happened to Yang Taizi, it’s even more impossible to think about it.”
On the contrary, a disciple who turned into a demon successfully grasped the essence of the Miao Sutra. I wonder if Taiyinzi knows the true identity of Yu Sanniang.
Luo Qiu thought for a while, I'm afraid Taiyinzi didn't know, otherwise he wouldn't just use the title of maidservant.
He was silent for a while and then asked: "What is your ancestor's name?"
"The real name has not been recorded." Taiyinzi shook his head and said: "As a later disciple, the old Taoist only knows that the Taoist name of the ancestor is 'Xianxuan'."
"Well..." Luo Qiu closed his eyes and seemed to be deep in thought. Tai Yinzi did not dare to disturb him and could only wait silently.
Speaking of which, serving the master is not an easy task. Taiyinzi suddenly felt like a really powerful maid in a club.
He was afraid that if he was not careful, he would anger the boss here, but the maid lady only served him wholeheartedly... This was probably where the gap lay.
"Go and get ready." Luo Qiu suddenly opened his eyes and said, "A guest is here, and You Ye is not here. You can make some tea on her behalf."
Taiyinzi nodded quickly, he was good at making tea! He was an expert!!
The five-hundred-year-old ghost floated in happily.
But as soon as he walked into the place where the tea was made, this expert in tea ceremony immediately stared in confusion!
What the hell are these candles? How does tea brewed from a glass teapot taste?
Last but not least, I want a purple clay teapot...Where's the teapot? Where's the teacup?
Tea... what kind of tea are these? I want Longjing before the rain! Where is Biluochun from Dongting? There is not even Wuyi rock tea, how can I bear it?
Why doesn’t the owner of the club even have a good tea set?
Damn it, there’s not even running water! This maid is so unprofessional!
…
Boss Luo, who was ready, also saw the new guest... He was a new guest to the club, but to Luo Qiu, he was not a complete stranger.
This lady who lives above him now...Miss Jes Private A. (To be continued.)
