Urban Cultivation: The master who has overcome the tribulation is reborn

Jiang Ran drank several glasses of Jingyang spring water, and then looked up at Yan Yuqing, who was looking forward to Shenghui in front of him with an unkind expression.

"Is it funny?" His tone was calm, without much emotion.

Yan Yuqing's peach blossom eyes trembled slightly, "Don't talk nonsense, I'm not smiling."

As soon as she finished speaking, her eyebrows stretched out and her voice became charming.

"But Mr. Jiang is a lot more cheerful than usual today, and he even talks more."

When she walked into the study room just now and heard Jiang Ran's response, she was a little surprised at the change in the other party. Now that she was asked this question, she felt that he had changed even more.

Jiang Ran's heart seemed to be ringing with the sound of evening drums and morning bells. He was so shocked that he lost consciousness on the spot. It took him several breaths before he returned to normal.

"Don't talk nonsense. Just tell me why you're here. If there's nothing important, don't stand here and get in the way."

He suppressed the surprise and uncertainty in his heart, chose to change the topic, and ignored Yan Yuqing's words.

Yan Yuqing had been observing the changes in his demeanor and expression since she entered the study. Even though she felt that this was still not the best time to speak, she still made her intention clear.

She has been very familiar with Jiang Ran's behavior in the short period of contact. She can tell that "it's an eyesore here" is not a joke. If she doesn't speak up, she will really be driven away.

"Mr. Jiang, do you remember Lin Mudan's son Wu Xiaotong?"

When she asked this question, she was organizing her words in her mind, thinking about how to say it so as not to arouse the other party's resentment.

Little did he know that Jiang Ran had only had two experiences of blurred memory before. When she asked if she remembered such words, she always felt that this little guy was really rude.

Although Yan Yuqing noticed the weirdness and impatience in Jiang Ran's eyes, when the words came to her lips, she could only say them in one breath.

"Wu Xiaotong's drug addiction started to attack again. The Yan family he left at around five o'clock in the morning was Ah Cheng who was notified by Hu Ximing."

Jiang Ran raised his eyebrows inexplicably, "If you lose someone, look for him. You can find him hiding in the Yan family in Bujia Village. Isn't it easier to investigate his whereabouts in Yanbei District?"

Yanyu Qingxing's eyes moved slightly, and she was surprised by his transformation for the first time.

Whether it was the sudden increase in words or the still plain but subtly different tone of voice, it reminded her that some subtle changes had definitely occurred in Jiang Ran.

She didn't know the cause of this change. She only guessed in her mind that it might be related to the "Body Tempering Pill" mentioned last night.

"After I learned about this, I already sent someone to look for it..."

Yan Yuqing temporarily suppressed the strangeness in her heart, and took advantage of Jiang Ran's good mood to express her request.

"Finding someone is the second priority. I want you to help the child and help him completely get rid of his drug addiction."

Jiang Ran always felt that he might have some kind of trouble-making physique, and he would always meet someone who wanted him to help.

Before today, he might have said what the library said in response to Ma Yilun and others, and at most he would not have said "give you a ride."

Perhaps the harvest from alchemy far exceeded expectations, or perhaps the efficacy of the Daoyun-level elixir was too strong. In short, his mentality had indeed changed compared to before.

"How are you doing with Fei Hua Jue?" Jiang Ran was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked an unrelated question.

Yan Yu's eyes were full of autumn water, and her tone was quite complacent: "The introduction you left in my body with your Huajin Zhenqi has dissipated. When I finished running the Feihua Jue for the second time, I had memorized it by heart. In the heart.”

She still showed off her mentality. The introduction left by Jiang Ran could be used for reference three times. She wrote it down thoroughly the second time, which showed that it exceeded the other party's psychological expectations.

"At least he's not hopelessly stupid."

But it's a pity that even the slightest trace of complacency on her face was completely suppressed by Jiang Ran's words.

Fortunately, she had felt that Jiang Ran's attitude today was no longer as cold as before, and she felt a little flattered.

But when it comes to opening his mouth, he still can't change his habit of choking someone to death.

"Hey, thank you so much for Mr. Jiang's tireless teaching." Yan Yuqingqiong let out a subtle snort in her nose and couldn't help but said with a strange tone.

"That's how it should be." Jiang Ran nodded in agreement, and then said, "Yan Chuan helped me a lot in raising Yangzhi, so you don't need to be polite."

Although Feihua Jue is a common martial art that is not popular in the world of cultivation, he will not teach it to everyone.

Yan Yuqing's talent should be considered to be above average among martial artists, and he had to use his true energy to guide and perform the exercises several times before he could master it.

An ordinary person with less qualifications would probably have to use Qi Xiang to assist him dozens of times. He only went back to do such a thankless task when he was full.

Teaching Yan Yuqing was a way of compensating for losing weight because of his broken words, while teaching him carefully was for the sake of Yan Chuan's affection.

Otherwise, with his temperament, it is very likely that he will just throw away a martial arts book. Whether he can practice it will all depend on Yan Yuqing's understanding.

Therefore, Jiang Ran really didn't think there was anything wrong with what she said, and he chose to accept it with peace of mind.

Yan Yuqing was really speechless and did not dare to use excessive words to ridicule a grandmaster. Her appearance was obviously a bit out of character.

"Where do you think Wu Xiaotong should be?"

Whether Jiang Ran wants to take care of this matter does not depend on anyone's attitude, it only depends on whether he wants to take care of it.

The fact that he did not refuse immediately with words meant that his attitude was ambiguous.

Perhaps it was the "sequelae" caused by taking the Daoyun-level elixir, but he showed his attitude of being able to lend a helping hand.

"I don't plan to practice today, the wood carvings haven't been finished yet, and the tea is a bit bland... It doesn't hurt to have a walk with you."

Yan Yuqing couldn't guess what he was thinking at this time. He only knew that Jiang Ran, who seemed cold and heartless, once again agreed to his request.

"Mr. Jiang, to be honest, the Yan family's security team is very strict in screening people entering the house, and guests who leave will not ask too many questions, otherwise Wu Xiaotong should not be able to leave so easily."

Yan Yuqing's way of finding Wu Xiaotong was to investigate and monitor him. However, if the other party was smart, he would subconsciously hide his whereabouts, and it would be difficult to find his whereabouts in a short period of time.

"But I can guarantee that the exact location will be found within two hours."

When she said this, she suddenly felt that she was being reckless, and she should wait until her whereabouts were found before coming back, otherwise Jiang Ran would inevitably become impatient and change his mind.

On second thought, if I really wait until I find Wu Xiaotong to plead with Jiang Ran, I may not catch up with him when he is in a happy mood. It is still unknown whether I can get permission by then.

Yan Yuqing felt that since he agreed to help, he would not regret it, but his eyes were still a little cautious.

"In that case, it's better to go somewhere with me." Jiang Ran pondered for a moment, his eyes lowered, burning on her beautiful face.

"Where do you want to go, Mr. Jiang?" Yan Yu's words were hesitant, but she never avoided the look.

"Let's talk after lunch first." Jiang Ran waved his hand towards her, "The lobster noodles made in the kitchen are pretty good. Would you like to have a bowl too?"

"I'm soft-spoken and never like to eat these things." Yan Yuqing refused with a smile, then turned her head to look at the study room, and suddenly remembered the upside-down wood carving on the table, "Mr. Jiang, can you finish the wood carving you haven't finished?" Can’t you allow me to take a look?”