Dressed as the villain master, the boss snapped off his vest

Ye Qingcheng took Mo Yan and Xiao Cui to a teahouse and sat down. There were already many people sitting in the teahouse, and it seemed that they all liked to listen to stories.

The storyteller was a thin old man with a beard and a hat. At this time, the storyteller clapped the wake-up stick in his hand and said, "Good afternoon, guests. Today I will tell you a strange story about a teahouse."

"it is good!"

"Say it quickly."

……

The guests were curious and excited, and urged the storyteller to continue. The storyteller waved his hand for everyone to be quiet, and then began to tell the story.

It is said that in the ancient East, there was a bustling market, in which an antique teahouse was particularly eye-catching. This teahouse has a long history and countless stories are circulated.

In the past, the owner of this teahouse was a scholar obsessed with tea, named Mo Xuan. Mo Xuan was not only proficient in the tea ceremony, but also liked to collect strange stories from all over the world. This teahouse faces the street on three sides, and it is not only a place to taste tea, but also a place to talk.

Whenever night falls, the lanterns in the teahouse are hung high, attracting many passers-by to stop and take a look. On the second floor of the teahouse, Mo Xuan tells stories about the world.

The next evening, Mo Xuan was telling stories in the teahouse as usual. A young man in simple clothes came over, ordered a pot of tea, and listened quietly. Mo Xuan saw that he was very eloquent, so he asked him what experiences he could share.

The young man was silent for a moment and then told his adventure.

It turned out that he had come across an ancient teahouse in a small village at the end of the world. The tea in it was extraordinary and had a strange flavor.

What is even more magical is that there is an ancient well deep in this teahouse. The well water seems to be connected with the tea. It is said that there are unknown secrets hidden in the ancient well.

Mo Xuan became curious when he heard about this and decided to investigate it himself.

The two of them traveled together, trekking through mountains and rivers and arrived at the mysterious village.

The old man in the village kept silent about the matter, and only revealed a clue: there were monsters in the ancient well, and those monsters lurked in the dark and spied on the passers-by. When night fell, strange noises came from the ancient well.

Mo Xuan and the young man decided to explore the ancient well at night.

As night falls, the moonlight sprinkles on the ancient well like water.

Mo Xuan and the young man approached the well mouth, and saw stars reflected in the well, as if in another world. Suddenly, a faint singing voice came from the well.

The singing is melodious and graceful, and seems to have a mysterious power that attracts people to approach the wellhead.

The two of them could not help but be attracted by the singing. At this moment, a wisp of smoke floated out of the well and gradually condensed into a beautiful female figure.

The woman was dressed in palace clothes and had a beautiful face, but her eyes revealed a mysterious aura.

She told Mo Xuan and the young man the secret of the ancient well. There was an ancient tea recipe hidden in the well, which could awaken memories and emotions in people's hearts.

However, the monster in the ancient well guards this secret and formula, and only the destined person can uncover the truth.

The woman revealed to them the way to the depths of the ancient well and then left quietly.

Mo Xuan and the young man followed the instructions and went deep into the ancient well to find the truth.

Just as everyone was expecting the storyteller to continue, the storyteller slapped the wooden stick on the chopping board and said mysteriously, "If you want to know what happens next, please listen to the next chapter."

Everyone said in unison, "Tsk!"

Ye Qingcheng was depressed and said, this is just a way to keep people on suspense! How annoying. Seeing the storyteller packing up, she knew that she would not be able to hear the rest of the story today, so she stood up and took Mo Yan and Xiao Cui away.

After they walked out, they looked up and found that the sky was foggy. They were afraid that there would be a heavy rain soon, so the three of them walked towards the general's mansion.

Ye Qingcheng and the other two had just returned to Fangfei Garden when it started to rain heavily.

Xiao Cui sighed: "Fortunately I came back in time."

Then Xiao Cui said, "Miss Ye, it's time for dinner."

Ye Qingcheng said: "Okay, let's eat in the room!"

Soon after, the servants brought a table full of dishes, and Xiao Cui closed the door and went out.

Originally, Ye Qingcheng wanted to invite Xiao Cui to have dinner together, but the little girl ran away very quickly.

Ye Qingcheng looked at the table full of dishes and sighed, "This is a good thing about a wealthy family. Every meal is always full."

Then he tore off a roasted chicken leg and put it in Mo Yan's bowl. He also tore off a chicken leg for himself and took it in his hand. Ye Qingcheng took a bite of the chicken leg and said with a satisfied expression: "Hmm~, it smells so good and tastes so good!"

Ye Qingcheng saw Mo Yan looking at her without blinking, and thought he didn't believe her, so she said to Mo Yan seriously, "It's really fragrant, if you don't believe me, try it."

Mo Yan looked at Ye Qingcheng and said, "Master, I will learn how to cook well and cook for you every day."

Ye Qingcheng said happily: "Okay, let's eat!"

Looking at Mo Yan eating his meal with his head down, I remembered that Mo Yan said the same thing last time and couldn't help but sigh: It seems that not only adults can draw cakes, but children can do it too!

Little did people know that in the future, Mo Yan would actually master the cooking skills, but that is all in the future.

Lying in bed at night, Ye Qingcheng recalled that she had been eating and drinking all day these days, so she asked the system in her mind: "Tongzi, I remember that there were no such plots in the original book!"

The system's mechanical voice sounded: "The host is now beginning to hide the content and enrich the plot."

Ye Qingcheng said: "Don't you get points for unlocking the hidden content? Why can't I see it?"

The system replied: "The hidden plot points reward will be issued after the host completes the experience."

Ye Qingcheng recalled the previous two events and realized that the rewards were indeed issued after the events were over.

Then he asked the system: "What is the hidden plot this time?"

The system said: "The reason why the hidden plot is called a hidden plot is that it requires the host to trigger and experience it on their own before they can know it."

After hearing the system's answer, Ye Qingcheng sighed, it seems that not only is he lagging behind, but even his system is so lagging behind. Others travel through various golden fingers, and cool skills emerge in an endless stream. Their lives are full of legendary colors, and the people who watch them are constantly refreshed.

But when it was his turn, his original self was cold and aloof, with a fighting force that was off the charts. Even though he had inherited all of the original self's spiritual power, he was still living a mess. He could only hide when seeing ghosts and monsters, and was scared to death.

ah~

Ye Qingcheng sighed deeply.

Mo Yan looked at Ye Qingcheng and said worriedly: "Master, what's wrong? Are you unhappy?"

Ye Qingcheng rubbed Mo Yan's little head and said, "Yan'er is still young and doesn't understand Master's worries."

Mo Yan said seriously: "Master, no matter what happens, I will always be your good disciple."

Hearing Mo Yan say this, Ye Qingcheng also felt a little emotional.

The plot in the book states that Mo Yan will be a terrifying person in the future, and at his peak he will be able to compete with the male protagonist's father who has a cheat.

It's a pity that in the end, he died tragically because of his villain master.

Ye Qingcheng held Mo Yan tightly in her arms and said, "Be good, Yan'er, go to sleep!"

Mo Yan hugged Ye Qingcheng's neck and said obediently: "Okay, I will listen to Master."