Notes on building a city in the immortal world

Thinking about it afterwards, Zhenyan felt that he must have been bewitched at that moment.

But Zhenyan was really scared.

It's ridiculous to say that Zhenyan is not afraid of thunder, nor is he afraid of demigods, or even digging out his own heart, but he is afraid of being alone.

Also he was too lonely before.

After the divorce, Zhenyan's biological mother regarded Zhenyan as a dark history, never visited him once, and didn't even know where he moved after remarriage.

But Zhenyan's biological father never thought of being responsible. When he was young and didn't want to inherit the family business, he used Zhenyan as a tool to prevaricate the elderly; As a burden and a competitor, he not only put Zhenyan far away in the boarding school, but also found a pheasant school as an excuse after Zhenyan's part-time job was exposed, and drove Zhenyan out of the country.

As for Zhenyan's great-grandfather, he was a mean old man. He lost his son in his early years and finally brought up his grandson, but his grandson ran away because he didn't want to inherit the family business, leaving only one great-grandson. In the example of the grandson, he felt that it was not worthwhile to train his great-grandson, so he didn't look at Zhenyan directly, and even felt a little hostile.

——It was only later that Zhenyan found out that his great-grandfather didn't hate him so much as he supervised him, because only he inherited the taste sensitivity that his great-grandfather had.

Zhenyan was neither needed nor loved by anyone before time travel.

At that time, Zhenyan didn't feel that he had anything to be afraid of.

He thought he was used to being alone.

Until Zhenyan was awakened by the roar of thunder in the silent carriage, and saw his own shadow reflected on the wall.

Zhenyan was terrified.

He came out of the room in a panic and walked towards the crowded place. It doesn't matter who he is, whether he knows him or not, and they will drink tea and chat together. It seems that if he does this, the fear in that moment will disappear.

At least that's what Zhenyan said before time travel.

He feels that it doesn't matter if he doesn't have a family. Anyway, he has many, many "friends".

But the result is still scary.

Zhenyan sat safely in the small pavilion in the rain, holding the tea set in his hand, surrounded by people, but his heart was empty, hanging in an invisible place.

For a while, he was worried about what happened to Nangong Qin, and for a while he was worried that Nangong Qin would not come back.

Although it is clear that these are all wild thoughts, but I can't let go of my mind.

Therefore, when Nangongqin finally came back, Zhenyan couldn't help but say some "excessive" words, and covered his eyes with Nangongqin's hand in a deceptive way, as if he couldn't see anything, so he could pretend that he didn't Said the same.

Because of this, Zhenyan did not see Nangongqin's expression.

"I understand. I will tell Yan'er what I will do in the future." Nangong Qin said.

Zhenyan didn't know if it was because his whole head was hot, but Nangongqin's voice sounded very gentle.

But what a shame!

I don't know if Nangong Qin felt the same way, but he faintly let out a breathless laugh.

Zhenyan's earlobes turned red immediately.

"That, that's good!" Zhenyan hurriedly let go of Nangongqin's hand, and walked quickly towards the "drum".

Even in order to prevent Nangong Qin from saying anything, Zhenyan said loudly: "Although this thing is disgusting and looks inedible, other parts should be useful, right? At least it's a dragon."

"...its bones can be used to refine weapons."

Fortunately, Nangong Qin didn't say much, and just followed Zhenyan's words.

Zhenyan breathed a sigh of relief, but also faintly disappointed.

He didn't know what he was disappointed with.

But Zhenyan can at least be sure that he is not disappointed and didn't see Nangongqin's expression, because Nangong's ancestors showed his emotions quite clearly in the next few days, even the female cultivators of Meishe could see it——

"Did Immortal Nangong encounter any good things? He seems very happy."

Patriarch Youtan asked suddenly, making Zhenyan hehe twice.

"I probably think it's funny that I'm stupid!" Zhenyan muttered.

Utan immediately wanted to say it was impossible!

Although Nangongqin's indifferent face looks like he is looking at someone with a mental retardation, but only when he looks at Zhenyan, even a mental retardation can become cute.

It's a pity that Zhenyan doesn't want to discuss this topic with Youtan.

Zhenyan wondered if Nangongqin understood his words as "physical meaning" and did not want to be separated, so he stuck to him these two days, treating him like a baby who could not be separated from others.

Today, Zhenyan managed to separate his ancestor from him for a while, not to chat with Youtan.

Without waiting for Youtan to say anything else, he asked, "Call Bai Luo over for me...Speaking of which, what happened to the order from the Changhua School?"

"Mr. Bai is waiting for you in the thirteenth hard sleeper room in the ninth carriage." You Tan reported.

Zhenyan made a wrong decision, but the female cultivators of Meishe couldn't stay idle.

They have been discussing how to use the extra space in the carriage these days.

For example, they converted the redundant hard sleeper rooms into tea rooms.

Not to mention, after the last thunder disaster, the cultivators are finally not so keen on climbing the roof of the car. Recently, they tend to find a tea room to sit down, whether it's reading, meditating, or chatting, it's still very leisurely.

Milk tea also quickly became popular among monks.

Of course, the Changhua faction's help in publicity also played a big role: an order of [-] copies is the best advertisement.

So much so that Youtan was much gentler when he mentioned the Changhua School recently: "The order of the Changhua School has been delivered, and Wang Zhenren returned to his sect with the first batch of milk tea the day before yesterday. There are still a few disciples in the past two days. Take the remaining milk tea back, but they seem to be planning to come back in a few days."

You can get on and off at any time, the train is so advanced, there is really no one else!

However, the steam trains in the early years could still stage shootouts on the roof, and the sky express on the fairyland side is a matter of time.

Zhenyan nodded indifferently, discussed the next train improvement strategy with Youtan, and walked towards the ninth carriage.

Sitting in the tea room, Bai Luo felt a little restless.

He was a little worried about what he would do when he saw Nangongqin again, and he was also afraid that Zhenyan would keep him in order to pursue his "investment" in Tianjie - now he still has seven or eight stores that have not been rented out!

To be honest, Bai Luo really wanted to go back to the sect with Wang Shuyuan, but his uncle refused him.

"Since Young Master Nangong asked you to stay, there must be a reason." Wang Shuyuan said righteously.

He unceremoniously sold his nephew.

Bai Luo waited in panic for two or three days before being invited here by the nuns of the Mei Society, saying that the young master wanted to see him.

"Forget it, if it comes, it will be safe!"

When the matter came to an end, Bai Luo thought about it instead.

He picked up the teapot on the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and began to appreciate it slowly.

The Meishe nuns seem to have made changes to their tea processing methods.

They will also provide boiled tea, but they will also provide roasted tea leaves, just soak them in hot water.

Compared with boiled tea and milk tea, Bai Luo prefers this brewed clear tea.

Although the taste is a bit bitter when you enter it, it has a sweet taste when you taste it carefully.

But before Bai Luo finished drinking the cup of tea, he heard footsteps coming from the corridor outside.

The tea room converted from the hard sleeper area has no doors, but compartments one by one. A restricted bamboo curtain is hung facing the corridor. Guests can also set up defensive formations by themselves, and it is also good to meditate inside.

Since he was invited, of course Bai Luo didn't need to do it.

He quickly put down his teacup, sat up straight, and after a while, he saw two figures behind the bamboo curtain, and there was the sound of bamboo knocking.

This is the family etiquette in the world of cultivating immortals.

"Please come in." Bai Luo said seriously.

The bamboo curtain was lifted.

Bai Luo was about to salute Nangong Young Master, but his eyes were attracted by the people around Zhenyan.

Peerless beauty.

It might seem odd to use the term to describe a "man," but it's by no means an exaggeration.

That person actually has the same presence as Nangong Qin.

It's just that Nangong Qin's level of absolute coercion made all the creatures in front of him bow their heads, but the "man" in front of him was because of that beautiful face, which made people stop thinking instantly and couldn't help but Put all your attention on him.

Even if they are both "male", they will give out pure amazement because of his beauty regardless of his personality.

Bai Luo's gaze seemed to be attracted by a magnet, unable to turn away.

However, Bai Luo is definitely better than the others, when he was staring at the other party in a daze, he even noticed the incongruity in the clothes.

This "beautiful boy" is actually wearing Meishe's "school uniform"!

"Patriarch Youtan!" Bai Luo confirmed the other party's identity.

"You know each other?" Zhenyan asked curiously.

Only now did Bai Luo think of the owner here, and felt ashamed for a moment.

He explained embarrassingly: "No, this is the first time I've seen it, but Patriarch Youtan's 'beauty' has been famous for a long time."

In the world of cultivating immortals, you may not be able to recognize a handsome guy, but you will definitely not fail to recognize a woman who is more handsome than all men.

Patriarch Youtan is the woman who has won the title of "the man most wanted to marry by all female cultivators in the fairy world".

To be honest, Utan himself doesn't like to use this appearance.

Because it is too conspicuous.

Patriarch Youtan rarely used his body today because of Nangong Zhenyan's order.

Bai Luo didn't know this, but he thought it was strange that Nangong Zhenyan and Patriarch Youtan appeared together.

Is it really here to settle accounts?

"... Young Master Nangong, do you have any orders?" Bai Luo asked cautiously.

"It's not a big deal." Zhenyan smiled, "But I remember, at the Bailu Mountain Air Ferry, Mr. Bai, you have always been No.1 in the rankings, right? You are very knowledgeable."

"You have won the prize..." It really came to settle accounts!

Bai Luo tried his best to keep the smile on his face, but his voice was very stiff: "However, I did spend a lot of effort on points, so my purchase of storefronts in Tianjie is completely in line with your rules of the game!"

"Store? Well, of course, I believe you have done nothing wrong except cheating with the real Liudao. On the contrary, your understanding of the rules amazes me, the rule maker," Zhenyan said.

Since you feel admiration, don't always mention "cheating"!

Hey, wait a minute...

"The rules of the air ferry were specified by the Young Master Nangong?" Bai Luo asked.

Zhenyan ignored the question, but asked instead:

"I just don't know if Mr. Bai is interested in doing a live broadcast?"

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