"Mom! Didn't you say that daddy is an immortal? Won't he come to save us? I don't want to be a servant here anymore, I also want to be an immortal, I want to be an immortal! Woo~"
As he spoke, Chen Buyu actually started to cry. His tears stuck to the girl's long hair, turning her originally delicate face into that of a tabby cat.
"do not talk!"
Today, Chen Quan'er has already clearly understood what kind of person Quan Linfeng is, but there is no regret medicine in this world. In her heart, she is even very grateful to Mr. Wang.
Because she made a huge mistake back then. Without the other party, she might have been secretly killed by her relatives and friends who were dividing the family property before her daughter was born.
Perhaps because she was afraid that her daughter's noise would offend the two immortals, Chen Quan'er, who was at a loss what to do, gave Chen Buyu a very familiar slap on the face. However, this not only did not give the little girl any pause, but made her cry even more. louder.
The old scene reappeared, and Qingyun only felt the faint burning pain from her slap on his face. When Chen Quan'er wanted to hit her a second time, he used his spiritual power to stop her.
"Madam, let them go."
Qingyun sighed softly, turned his head and said to Wang.
"Okay! For the sake of fellow Taoists, I will spare them this time. But Chen Quan'er, you'd better remember that I saved your life, and I saved the only flesh and blood of your Chen family for you. If you dare to do it again , but don’t blame me for keeping you from waiting until Quan Linfeng comes back! Huh!”
"Yes...yes...Thank you, madam, thank you madam!"
The spiritual pressure spread out again, and not only Chen Quan'er, but also Chen Buyu, who was calm and calm at the side, felt frightened and hurriedly kowtowed to express gratitude with his mother.
Seeing this, the look of disgust on Mrs. Wang's face became even stronger. If Chen Defu hadn't had some friendship with her and her husband back then, she would have really enjoyed watching the hateful rich lady freeze to death on the street, and couldn't help but said angrily:
"Thank me for what you have done, but thank this Immortal Chief!"
"Thank you, Immortal, thank you Immortal!"
Hearing this, Chen Quan'er hurriedly knelt down to Qingyun again. This scene made the young master sigh in his heart, and he felt the absurdity of the world even more. With a movement of spiritual power, he lifted the mother and daughter up again, and sighed:
"Hey, Miss Quan'er is so polite. You go ahead and do your work."
"You...you...what did you call me?"
Qingyun's voice was already somewhat familiar to her, and the words "Miss Quan'er" seemed to bring back a long-lasting memory for her. What was shed on the heavy door was not dust, but drops of blood.
“Tsuen…”
Qingyun realized something before he finished speaking, and stopped abruptly. As for Chen Quan'er, whose face was filled with shock and horror, Wang swung his sleeves and were kicked out of the hall together with his daughter.
"Things are like people, but things are not like water!"
The left eye is filled with vicissitudes of life, the right eye is desolate, the mouth is full of sighs, and the blue clouds are lonely.
"Cause and effect bring about unfavorable retribution. Qingyun, you are still young. You will encounter many such things in the future."
After the Chen family's mother and daughter disappeared, a faint smile finally appeared on Wang's face. She didn't know whether she was mocking Qingyun or thinking of something else.
"Why are these words the same as what Old Shitou said? It's really boring."
The young man said with emotion.
Then Qingyun had another conversation with her and confirmed that Wang Qingquan was indeed not at home, so he completely gave up the idea of borrowing the teleportation array.
After asking the other party about the location of Yangliu Pastry Shop, Qingyun also stood up to say goodbye and sincerely gave some elixir seeds because he remembered that Mrs. Wang liked to collect these.
"Young man is so thoughtful. He still remembers my family's hobbies after all these years."
Wang smiled knowingly, but secretly lamented that if she hadn't been with Lao Wang for more than a hundred years, she might have been like Yang Liu, and fell in love with this knowledgeable and knowledgeable young man, Junyan!
"Madam, you are serious. Qingyun was well taken care of by Mr. Chen back then. No matter how hateful Chen Quan'er is, Chen Buyu is still innocent. I beg Madam to be more tolerant."
"Hmph! I can use people's money to eliminate disasters for others. I can do this, but I suggest you go and see Liu'er when you have time. The little girl has been thinking about you for several years!"
"Qingyun knows."
In response to her another annoyed roll of the eyes, the young master naturally responded with a wry smile. After complaining, Wang seemed to feel that something was wrong, and also sighed:
"Hey, Qingyun, don't blame me. The word "love" is really the most annoying word. Liu'er has followed me since she was a child, so she is a bit angry. It's rude. But if you really go, please don't disturb her current life. The Nu family also Please.”
"Of course, Madam, don't worry."
Smiling and clasping his fists, the young master said firmly.
When leaving the palace, Qingyun felt a pair of throbbing eyes and another pair of confused eyes, but he just whispered:
"Take care, Miss Tsuen'er."
Then he walked away coolly and never looked back.
Little did they know that the old scene reappeared, and that figure in the green shirt was the most cruel and long-lasting revenge on Chen Quan'er.
Mrs. Wang really took great care of Yangliu, because the pastry shop was only a few hundred feet away from the palace, so I found its location easily.
"Qingyun pastry."
The handwriting is sharp and the pen is powerful. One look at the large characters on the plaque and it is clear that it was not written by a woman. However, these few words kept hitting Qingyun's heart, making him unable to calm down for a long time.
The store is not big, just the size of an ordinary clothing store, but inside it seems to be a magical place filled with all kinds of beautiful pastries, colorful and exquisite.
"Little girl, what is your signature snack here?"
When they got busy, there was only a seven or eight-year-old girl taking care of the store at this time. Since Yang Liu was not there, Qingyun stepped forward to inquire with a complicated heart.
"Wow, brother, you are so beautiful."
The little girl's clueless opening sentence almost made Qingyun laugh, so he pretended to be angry and asked again.
"Qingyun Cake, I don't even know this, it's so old-fashioned~ The reputation of our Qingyun Cake is resounding throughout every village~"
The little girl stuck out her tongue and said naughtily, her voice full of pride.
"Qingyun cake, what does it mean?"
The young man continued to ask with a smile.
"I heard from my mother that this was to help my father rise to prominence, hence the name."
"Oh I got it."
For some reason, after hearing this answer, the young man suddenly felt a sense of relief, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Why, why are you asking me this, good-looking brother? Do you want to buy Qingyun cake?"
"No...don't buy..."
Qingyun smiled awkwardly, shook his head and spread his hands,
After practicing for many years, he has long since lost all the ordinary yellow and white things in his pocket.
"Hehehe, brother, can't afford it or don't you have any money?"
Although the little girl is not old, she has been doing business with her mother since she was a child. Although Qingyun is handsome, her simple clothes make it easy for people to judge her low background, and they can't help but joke.
"Yun'er, who can't afford it? How can you talk to a customer like this?"
"Mom, it's this good-looking brother. He didn't buy it even after asking for a long time. I just... Huh? Where are the others?"
The little girl turned her head and saw who else was there outside the counter at this time?
"Good-looking brother?"
The woman looked outside the store with the same confusion, and saw a strange yet familiar figure, constantly moving through the sea of people, away from her.
She chased him desperately, only to find that the pastry in her hand fell into pieces. In the end, she could only shed her half-baked tears in the carriage under the sunset.
Qingyun didn't know why he ran away in panic, just as he didn't know how he left Qianzhong City, nor did he know when Old Shitou had stood silently beside him.
"I gotta go."
"What?"
Qingyun, who felt depressed in his heart, seemed a little confused and didn't seem to understand what he said.
"I said I was leaving."
"Is it something important?"
He didn't waste any time and asked directly.
After spending more than a month together, although the relationship between the two was not very close, he had some understanding of Lao Shitou's character.
"Well, I just received a message from the Fire Talisman. Something happened in the sect."
"Can I help?"
For some reason, Qingyun was still a little bit reluctant to part with this old boy whom he had just met not long ago.
"Can't help."
Lao Shitou answered simply.
"Hey, hey, I'm a serious Yuan Hua realm monk after all, okay?"
"I'm leaving. See you again if we have the chance."
Qingyun's complaint came with the same bright smile as before, but Lao Shitou didn't look at it as before, and this time his voice was crisp and cracked.
"Ah? Mr. Shi, you..."
Before Qingyun finished speaking, Lao Shitou flicked his sleeves, and the strong wind blinded his eyes. The young man only felt a warm big hand patting his head. After a moment, the tall and thin man The figure disappeared before his eyes.
"Tsk, this old man didn't even leave his name and address, hey."
With a wry smile and chanting in his heart, Qingyun also touched his head that had just been patted.
Fate is a wonderful thing, just like he and Bai Zhizheng had been getting along for a long time, and Master Bai was very caring and kind to him.
But even so, Qingyun still failed to become close friends with Bai Zhizheng. This may be due to Bai Ye's own problems or Qingyun's stubborn refusal, but more importantly, it is the word "fate".
It can be said that Lao Shitou and him didn't know each other before they met, but behind the acquaintance, it seemed that they were old friends who had known each other for many years, and trust seemed to come naturally.
So whether Lao Shitou wants to accept him as his disciple or help him practice Luo Yun Sword Light, his appreciation and support for him, or even some inexplicable emotions, may be everything, but there is no malice. .
Qingyun sees this very clearly.
However, he also knew very well that Old Shitou was definitely not just coming to Yiren Mountain to relax, as he said. Perhaps he really came here to find Qilin Teeth after hearing some clues.
But the world is big, and not everyone who wants to seize the Qilin Fang is a bad person.
Even though they met him by chance and traveled together, this old boy didn't rely on his cultivation to hurt Alian. This alone was worth repaying.
"Hey, even if I want to find you this time, I can't see you again until we are destined."
He sighed to himself again, gathered his mood, and fled like a storm from this "hometown" that was originally full of expectations, but suffered a bitter harvest.
