Chenji Restaurant is the largest restaurant in Cangzhou City. In the private room facing the street on the second floor, two women and one man were drinking fragrant tea and eating fruit and cakes. The woman sitting in the front seat is Yan Yueli, the "Devil of the Demon Sect", and on the left and right are the "Judge in Blue" Wang Yuanting and junior junior sister Shen Qingxi.
Ji Beichen left resolutely yesterday, and Yan Yueli was so angry that she scolded him all night. Yan Yueli thought Ji Beichen would return to Jiujie Mountain, but unexpectedly she received news that he had entered Cangzhou City in the morning.
Yan Yueli struggled for a long time in Lihun Valley, and finally decided to come to Cangzhou City to find Ji Beichen. After all, she had saved him with all her efforts, so she might as well take a look. She couldn't ignore him.
Yan Yueli, with gauze on her face, was sitting by the window in a daze, comforting herself without eating or drinking. Suddenly she heard the voice of the sect's secret agent coming upstairs, and she quickly used her spiritual consciousness to ask about Ji Beichen's current situation: "How is it?"
The sect's spies placed in the city have always been the most clever. The spies naturally noticed that their palace master was different from that boy Ji Beichen. But now he was not sure what Yan Yueli was thinking. Did he wish the boy well? Still not good?
The spy stopped outside the door and replied cautiously and hesitantly: "Well... back to the palace master, Ji Beichen set up a divination stall after entering the city, and the business is... not bad!"
Yan Yueli was so angry that she cursed directly: "Ji Beichen, you just left without saying hello. I think you have to be prepared. It was useless for me to worry about you all night!"
She was originally worried that Ji Beichen would be hungry, but now that she heard that he was thriving as soon as he arrived in Cangzhou City, she bit her teeth with hatred.
I didn't expect that Ji Beichen would be so heartless when he remembered the past. Thanks to her "working hard" to treat him, he had called her "Master" for several days, but he just left without mercy. .
Wang Yuanting couldn't bear to see Yan Yueli's angry and frustrated look. He closed the black iron fan in his hand and frowned: "Palace Master, let me tell you something you don't want to hear. This Ji Beichen can't even form a pill. He is considered a 'waste'." Why are you bothering..."
Yan Yueli sneered and said angrily: "When will I need you to teach me how to do things?"
She knew she was losing her temper but couldn't control her emotions. She was so full of anger that she had nowhere to vent. She was so angry that she shattered the table by the window with her palm. She stood up and stood in front of the window, breathing heavily.
Yan Yueli knew in her heart that the original rescue of Ji Beichen was all done on a whim. No matter how bad he was, he was still on the right path, but as the master of the Demon Sect, they had no chance.
Hey, it’s rare for her to move a mortal heart, why is she so unfated...
Yan Yueli was so unwilling that she couldn't help but sigh secretly in her heart: Hey, Senior Shi also said that although Ji Beichen's sword heart was damaged, if he modified the Yan Yue Sect's skills, he still had great hope of forming an elixir. It's just that he would rather die than obey, and vowed to defend his Dao Jianxin to the death.
Although she forcibly introduced the magic power into Ji Beichen's body that night, she successfully condensed Qi and formed pills. But if he didn't use the demonic Qi training method to circulate his true Qi, he would still be a useless person with no cultivation skills and no luck in forming pills.
Yan Yueli knew that Ji Beichen had a strong and stubborn temperament, so he should not rush into this matter. They were very similar in this regard.
When the two first met, he saved him and humiliated him. He hated the Demon Sect so much. Later, when he was suffering from Soul Leaving Syndrome, he still had the intention to tease him. Now that he thinks about it, he really went too far. …
When Shen Qingxi saw Yan Yueli losing his temper, she gave Wang Yuanting an annoyed look and quickly comforted her: "Palace Master, please don't listen to senior brother's nonsense. How can he, a grown man, understand the thoughts of his daughter's family! I think Ji Beichen is right." You have changed a lot, at least the name you are called is no longer..."
At this point, Shen Qingxi smiled, stuck out her tongue, and continued to eat the refreshments brought by the restaurant waiter.
Yan Yueli couldn't help but purse her lips and smile, as he was amused by her behavior as always, and her dull mood also eased a little. Shen Qingxi looked carefree, but she was always thoughtful, and it was indeed true when she thought about her words.
Yan Yueli could clearly feel yesterday that Ji Beichen had changed his view of their Demon Sect, especially his words about "Miss Yan". At least he no longer regarded her as an enemy. Maybe give him a little more time... Just...
Wang Yuanting opened the folding fan and slowly swung it. Seeing the deep love between the two sisters, the trace of dissatisfaction he had just felt disappeared.
But he still had to say these ugly words. If Yan Yueli gave up on Ji Beichen, he and Qing Xi might not be able to eat anything after the sect leader came out of seclusion, so they would just walk away.
Thinking of this, Wang Yuanting immediately used his spiritual consciousness to send a message to the sect's secret agent, asking him to truthfully explain Ji Beichen's recent movements.
The secret agent was worried and did not dare to offend either party, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to reply: "Palace Master, my subordinates also found out... Ji Beichen is not only doing divination, but also doing other things. There have been several people this afternoon. The matchmaker wants to introduce a girl to him. Maybe in a few days, you will be able to drink his wedding wine..."
"Snapped!"
A pair of chopsticks slammed on the table. Shen Qingxi puffed up her cheeks and stood up. She chewed almond cake and muttered: "Wang Yuanting, you are thinking of bad things again. You didn't realize that the palace master is upset!"
"I……"
Wang Yuanting was about to argue with Shen Qingxi when he looked up and saw that she was looking like a hungry ghost again. He quickly pushed the tea cup in front of him, sighed softly and shook his head, no longer pursuing her interruption.
Shen Qingxi instantly showed her face, sat down and drank the fragrant tea, and then walked to the window, just about to give Yan Yueli a few words of advice.
Suddenly outside the door of the elegant room, a subordinate of the sect came to report: "Report to the palace master, the young master of the Moying Sect, Mo Chengfeng, has arrived at Yanyue Valley. He said that he has important matters to discuss and must see you."
Yan Yueli didn't reply after hearing the news. She stared out the window for a long time without moving. Just when Shen Qingxi was about to persuade her again, the corners of Yan Yueli's mouth moved and after a long time, she squeezed out two words: "Return to the clan."
After saying that, Yan Yueli turned around and left the private room and went downstairs, no longer feeling any nostalgia.
Wang Yuanting was stunned and immediately followed him out. When Shen Qingxi saw Yan Yueli setting off in such a hurry, she couldn't help but wonder: When did Mo Chengfeng become so valued by the palace master? Wasn't it just annoying and too lazy to see him before?
She quickly used her spiritual consciousness to send a message to Yan Yueli: "The palace master is going back now? No one has seen him yet! If he returns to the sect, it will be difficult to come out again!"
But after waiting and waiting, there was no reply from Yan Yueli. Shen Qingxi was wondering, her palace master had never backed down because of anything! Why are you leaving in such a hurry today? This person is already here, how can there be any reason to leave without seeing him?
Shen Qingxi raised her head and frowned, looking out the window inadvertently. After just one glance, she understood it all at once!
The blue figure opposite the restaurant is none other than Ji Beichen! Who is the young girl standing next to him?
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Ji Beichen closed the Gua stall and walked towards the restaurant street. When he first arrived in Cangzhou City, he only knew the general direction of Restaurant Street. He could find it accurately only by his nose.
When they arrived at the restaurant street, Ji Beichen was completely dumbfounded. In addition to restaurants and restaurants, there are countless street stalls on both sides of the street.
Ji Beichen stood at the intersection of restaurants, looking around, not knowing which restaurant he should patronize.
When he was in Lihun Valley, Ji Beichen ate relatively lightly, especially the medicinal food that day was very suitable to his taste. Now it seems that he may not be able to taste it again in the future.
Ji Beichen looked at it for a long time and spotted a roadside plain noodle stall, and was about to leave to try it.
While Ji Beichen was choosing to eat, a woman's voice came from behind: "Brother Taoist priest, wait for me!"
The sound was very loud, and when Ji Beichen heard a woman's voice behind him, he was stunned for no reason. Then I thought, Taoist priest? It seemed like he was the one who was called!
Because in the entire Cangzhou City, he was the only one dressed as a Taoist priest.
But the word "brother" made Ji Beichen's heart skip a beat. In fact, he had always hoped that he could have a sister!
Speaking of his sister, Ji Beichen suddenly thought of Qingtan Peak's junior sister Lu Xinrui, who called him this way when she was a child. He didn't know how she was doing now. Without his supervision, the girl would have been lazy again, and he didn't know if she had practiced well recently.
Ji Beichen's mind was in a mess for a while, thinking randomly, and he slowed down a little.
At this moment, a young girl ran over from behind him. She looked to be about fourteen or fifteen years old and had a haircut. She was blushing and panting because she had just rushed to look for him anxiously.
The young girl did not wait for Ji Beichen to say anything, and complained to him first: "Brother Taoist priest, you walk so fast, my legs are almost broken..."
Ji Beichen looked up and recognized the person as Zhao Ling'er, the daughter of Shopkeeper Zhao of Xuanji Pharmacy.
Hearing Zhao Ling'er's name for him, Ji Beichen felt that it was really inappropriate and said quickly: "Miss Ling'er, just call me Taoist Master Ji."
The reason why Zhao Ling'er came to Ji Beichen was because this was a task assigned by her father, Shopkeeper Zhao.
Shopkeeper Zhao knew that Ji Beichen had come to Cangzhou City for the first time and had no money, and he didn't know how the business was going for half a day. When he saw the sun, he asked his youngest daughter to come out and invite Ji Beichen to have lunch with him to relieve his financial constraints.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhao Ling'er came out of Xuanji Medicine Store, Ji Beichen had already closed the Gua stall and headed towards the restaurant street. Zhao Ling'er didn't have time to think too much, so she hurriedly followed him.
When Zhao Ling'er heard Ji Beichen's words, she didn't want to call him "Taoist Master Ji" at all!
She is the youngest in the family, and now that her brothers and sisters are married, she has always longed for another brother and sister to love her.
This morning I saw Ji Beichen chatting happily with his father in the front hall. Ji Beichen was similar in age to me, so I became curious about him and wanted to get close to him.
Zhao Ling'er curled her lips, moved closer to Ji Beichen, and said playfully, "I think the Taoist brother is just a weakling, so calling him 'brother' is just right. Otherwise, I'll call you Brother Ji!"
"Miss Ling'er, it's better to call me 'Taoist Master Ji'." Ji Beichen shook his head. He was just a Taoist priest who performed fortune-telling on the street. It was always a bad idea to casually cling to noble people.
Zhao Ling'er saw that Ji Beichen didn't agree to her readily, so she changed the subject and said, "Can a Taoist priest get married? My brother got married last year, where is brother Ji?"
Hearing Zhao Ling'er ask him if he was married, Ji Beichen smiled, looked at Zhao Ling'er's young face, and said softly: "Taoist priests who have not gone through the monastic ceremony can get married. Poor Taoists are alone and have not yet gotten married."
When talking about "getting married", Ji Beichen could not help but think of Mu Xiyao, the chief disciple of the Yuyin Sect with whom he had arranged a marriage.
Ji Beichen found that when he thought about getting married, he only thought of Mu Xiyao fleetingly. But at this moment, the figure that appeared in front of him was Yan Yueli, who had been "teasing" him after being seriously injured.
Ji Beichen felt thousands of emotions welling up in his heart, which kept getting messier and more confusing. He had no choice but to sigh softly, suppressing all the emotions, and the look in his eyes darkened.
Zhao Ling'er saw Ji Beichen's dejected look when he recalled the incident of getting married, and it seemed to him that he must have sad past events, which made him somewhat unbearable.
Suddenly remembering the purpose of his trip, Zhao Ling'er took a few steps closer to Ji Beichen, raised his childish little face, pointed at the Chenji Restaurant opposite, and said with a joyful smile: "Brother Ji, don't be sad, Ling'er invites you eat delicious food!"
After all, Zhao Ling'er was still a child and didn't know how to avoid suspicion with men, so she kept approaching Ji Beichen. Ji Beichen suddenly felt Zhao Ling'er's warm breathing, panicked and quickly backed away.
This inadvertent act of intimacy was caught by Yan Yueli in the private room on the second floor of Chenji Restaurant across the street, and she was so angry that she left Cangzhou City without looking back.
How could Ji Beichen know that there would be such coincidences, let alone that Yan Yueli would follow him after he left.
