After time travel, I got rich by catching ghosts and selling talismans

Grandmaster Wuxuan watched TV for a rare moment today.

On the large LCD screen, a thin and beautiful woman walked on the long red carpet, holding a young and handsome man on her arm, and was slowly walking towards the venue.

The makeup on her face was exquisite, and she was wearing a water-blue floor-length dress. Her fluffy, wavy hair fell on the delicate skin on her chest, exuding a uniquely feminine charm.

Mo Changlan smiled sweetly, her dark eyes were facing the sun, making her look very energetic.Today is the premiere of her new big movie.This big movie is carefully directed by the big directors in the circle. Whether it is the script, the service, or the co-actors, they are all perfect as they strive for perfection.

If nothing else, as the well-deserved heroine of this movie, she should be able to win another Best Actress this year.

Mo Changlan slightly raised her flaming red lips, and looked at the luxurious film and television city in front of her.On her arm was the male leading actor of the crew who had been chased by countless girls. On both sides of the red carpet, most of the long guns and short guns were aimed at her figure.Fans screamed for her, reporters tried their best to look back at her...

She is like a queen about to be crowned, confident and flamboyant.

However, accidents always come very suddenly.A fan with red eyes finally broke through the barriers of the bodyguards and rushed into the red carpet. As soon as the knife in his hand lit up, he excitedly stabbed at Mo Changlan——

"you only belong to me!"

Mo Changlan opened her eyes slightly, and her small colored contact lenses fell out of her eye sockets. She blinked, and vaguely saw a wet dark red in the blue dress on her body. It came from under the ribs unconsciously.

"Ah—" Mo Changlan covered her wound and yelled loudly.

The venue of the premiere was in a panic, with the hasty footsteps of bodyguards, the terrified uproar of fans, and the sound of reporters pressing the shutter excitedly.

Something seemed to have been wiped on the knife, and Mo Changlan was in so much pain that she couldn't stand up, but on the red carpet, a water-blue floor-length dress was spread out on the red carpet, like a flower slowly blooming.

The live broadcast on the screen didn't stop, Wu Xuan watched quietly, then took a sip of ice coke with downcast eyes.

Cen Yuan stood behind him, raised his arm lightly, and he turned off the TV with the remote control.

Wu Xuan slightly raised his eyebrows and looked up at him.

"Don't look at it." Cen Yuan casually threw the remote control back onto the coffee table.

"En." Wu Xuan responded lightly, and then asked, "Can you make pork jerky?"

Cen Yuan: "... probably."

Grandmaster Wu Xuan smiled slightly: "Then I will trouble Fellow Daoist Cen."

Cen Yuan looked at him quietly for a while, then turned around silently, and walked into the kitchen.

Wu Xuan, a feudal landowner class, narrowed his eyes slightly, pulled the blanket and continued to curl up on the sofa drinking iced Coke.

After all, Mo Changlan... continued to walk on the path that must lead to destruction.

In the scenes just now, others may not be able to see them, but Wu Xuan can see them clearly. The newly raised kid is squatting on Mo Changlan's shoulders, with two small black hands wrapped around her fair neck. , The mouth that grinned to the ears was full of sharp and thin teeth, and the thick black air almost enveloped Mo Changlan's whole body.

After Mo Changlan was stabbed by that crazy fan, the little ghost squatting on her shoulder also moved, and a small lump was buried in the wound on Mo Changlan's waist and abdomen, gulping down the flesh and blood of the breeder. Luscious.

Wu Xuan took 5000 million from Mo Changlan and saved her for the first time, but this second time was a choice made by Mo Changlan herself after knowing the risks involved.

But one thing must be done, Wu Xuan will not make another move this time.

After taking a sip of the cold Fat House Happy Water calmly, Wu Xuan pulled the blanket off his body, pulled on his slippers, and slowly swung towards the kitchen.

Cen Yuan was still wearing his little blue floral apron, and the thin apron belt was tied behind his back, which clearly outlined his beautiful waist and back.

The shirt on his body is still neatly dressed, only the two sleeves on his arms are loosely rolled up. The smooth and beautiful arm muscles bulge slightly with the meat he cuts, not too majestic, but It won't look thin either.

Grandmaster Wu Xuan leaned against the kitchen door and watched quietly. After looking at his arms for a while, he turned his gaze to the back of Cen Yuan's head.

Cen Yuan, who was like a thorn in his back: "..."

Reluctantly putting down the meat-cutter knife, Cen Yuan turned around, searched in the dining cabinet, found a plate of small cucumbers left over from before, inserted a silver skewer, and walked over with big strides. The plate was stuffed into the old fairy who had nothing to do to oversee the work here.

The action is too perfunctory.

So perfunctory that Master Wuxuan couldn't help frowning when he took the little cucumber, and said in a cold voice, "Everyone says this is too spicy."

As he spoke, he picked up the silver pick, poked a small piece of cucumber into his mouth.

Cen Yuan followed his words and said "hmm".

...It feels more perfunctory!

Wu Xuan felt that fellow Daoist Cen Yuan's "hehe" was about to smear on his face, so he savored it carefully: "...This dish doesn't seem too spicy?"

Director Cen Yuan didn't look back, and continued to cut meat with a knife: "Well, I picked out half of the peppers."

Wu Xuan ate another piece, his eyes narrowed slightly: "This is just the right level of spiciness."

Cen Yuan: "Yes."

As expected of the little beauty he rescued from tearing the void——

Talented and good-looking and also a good cook, such a little beauty is rare in the cultivation world.

Still he has vision.

Grandmaster Wuxuan happily ate the cucumber and thought.

After the meat was cut, Cen Yuan took various seasonings and added a little according to his feeling, then stirred them evenly with chopsticks.

Master Wuxuan, the kitchen killer, watched calmly.

Then I discovered... cooking is really a skill that is more metaphysical than metaphysics.

That's it.

Anyway, he has a little cook.

Wu Xuan, a cruel killer with no emotion, is very righteous.

What Cen Yuan cooks is not the kind of pork jerky that is sold online, but with his own sauce. Slowly roast the moisture in the meat over low heat, and take the time to turn it over constantly so as not to burn it. , Turn over once and brush a layer of sauce. At the end of roasting, the whole piece of meat is slightly curled up, and the fiber soaked with sauce presents an attractive golden yellow color, with a tangy aroma.

Cen Yuan picked up one of the perfectly grilled meat slices and put them on the plate, then pushed in Wu Xuan's direction.

At this time, Grandmaster Wu Xuan was very reserved again, elegantly picked up the piece of meat and blew it, then tasted it carefully, and said lightly: "Not bad."

Then he turned his wrist and picked out another slice of meat that was just cooked through.

Cen Yuan silently watched him use his chopsticks to eat a piece of meat.

Grandmaster Wuxuan, who took all the small expressions of the other party into his eyes: "..."

With a twist of his wrist, the piece of meat was poked straight at Director Cen's mouth.Wu Xuan said expressionlessly, "Friend Daoist Cen, please."

Cen Yuan, who was stuffed with a piece of meat, took a mouthful helplessly: "..."

Seeing him take the meat away, Wu Xuan stared at the chopsticks for a while, then silently put the chopsticks back on the plate.

Cen Yuan: "..."

In the end, thanks to the magnanimous Director Cen, Grandmaster Wuxuan still received a large package of dried meat with a rich and sweet taste.Every three pieces of jerky are individually packaged, which is especially suitable for satisfying cravings.

When boarding the plane with the people from the Special Affairs Investigation Bureau, Grandmaster Wu Xuan didn't forget to bring his bag of dried meat with him.

The little paper figurine is stuffed in Wuxuan's coat pocket, and enjoys a wonderful journey in the business class with Master Wuxuan, but the monkey spirit is not so lucky. Back to the prototype, checked in with a group of pets.

Looking at the miserable experience of the monkey spirit, the little paper man slowly showed a trace of happiness on his face without facial features.

...Fortunately, it is just a weak, pitiful and helpless little paper man!

The flight attendant's sweet voice sounded at the cabin door, Wu Xuan raised his hand, and calmly pressed the little paper figure that had popped out of his pocket, and showed a faint smile to the flight attendant who cast a questioning look.

Cen Yuan, who was sitting in the same row as him, asked the stewardess for two glasses of juice and two blankets.

Grandmaster Wu Xuan conveniently took a glass of orange juice and took a sip with his head down.

Then there was a sound of breathing from the seats behind them.

Wu Xuan glanced back, and Master Shi Kong smiled and recited a Buddha's name to him: "Senior Shopkeeper, don't come here without any harm."

Wu Xuan blinked, and said solemnly: "Master Shikong."

Li Daochang also came over with a smile: "When I got on the plane just now, I didn't have time to greet seniors, so I hope seniors don't take offense."

Liu Daozi's eyes turned on Wu Xuan's young and handsome face, and then secretly took out a small mirror to take a picture——

Recently, he has been concentrating on taking care of himself, the wrinkles around his eyes seem to be a little less, there are glow charms, and his complexion seems to be in good shape...

"Senior Shopkeeper." Liu Daozi put away the small mirror and greeted Wu Xuan.

Wu Xuan also smiled at him.

Then Master Shikong, Li Daochang, Liu Daozi...they finally got their wish and received the gift from Senior Wu Xuan to the juniors.

As early as when Han Jue's group of brats got the talisman and showed it off in the group, they wanted it!

After getting the meeting gift talisman, they took photos and took group photos—even if the flight mode was turned on, but after getting off the plane, with the first preparations, they could post them to the group and Moments to show off faster than others Yet!

The idol of the new era, Wu Xuan, was very cooperative with the demands of this group of fans. After tossing around for a while, after handing out the talisman meeting ceremony and the small advertisement, he calmly looked away, took a sip of orange juice and continued to drink.

Cen Yuan handed him a blanket: "It will be cold when I sleep later."

Wu Xuan frowned slightly, but in the end, the feeling of pity and pity prevailed, and he couldn't bear to hurt the little beauty's caring heart, so he took the blanket to cover his stomach.

The author has something to say: Brother Xuan: Alas, the beauty is misleading the country!Disaster for the country and the demon concubine!

Cen Yaofei: ...?