Xianjia Grocery Store

After changing hands, the ducks stopped barking, sobbing and choking to express their sympathy.

Mantou turned a deaf ear, grabbed the duck's neck, looked at it with cold eyes, was instantly frightened so that the duck's feathers stood on end, trembling, turned its head with two hairs to Bai Duoduo, crying silently with tearful eyes.

Bai Duoduo didn't dare to take the duck back from the hand of the mantou, and begged, "Little boss..."

Fan Ren stroked his chin and said, "I can learn to be so obedient in Mantou."

Mantou frowned, suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Xiaobai, the boss can let it go. After all, it is a beast, and the boss doesn't want to care about it so much." Fanren smiled, pointed at the steamed bun and said, "However, it will be raised by the steamed bun in the future."

When the duck heard that it was able to save its life, it happily yelled the long sound '嘎' in a melodious and melodious tune.

When Dianru saw Fanren coming in, his brain went blank, his hands and feet trembled nervously, the sound of ducks called him back to his sanity, he gritted his teeth, knelt down, and shouted loudly: "I beg you, take me as a disciple!" !"

"Master Dianru." Fan Ren had seen him a long time ago, and said politely, "Get up first, we are a grocery store, and it's not good for customers who walk by on your knees to see."

Dianru is thick-skinned by nature, with knees pricking the ground, and bowed to the ground, saying: "Dianru is an orphan. He was rescued by a Taoist priest who could write a few strokes when he was young. From then on, he followed him and learned the half-barrel. The method of runes that cannot be reached by water..."

"Once upon a time when he was drunk, the Taoist priest revealed that there are immortal Taoist monarchs who can walk with a sword in this world. Since then, the old Taoist has an idea that one day he will definitely worship such a person as his teacher, but the dream is always a dream. The old Taoist may be immortal Very shallow, after the death of the Taoist priest, my life became extremely difficult. When I was desperate, I gave divination and fortune-telling, and gradually became famous. I started to show Fengshui to the rich. Once, the mayor of city B came to me personally to help them. How can I do this? I shirk it several times, but I am still attracted by the money and status promised by the mayor, and I have come all the way... to where I am now."

"I used phantom runes to deceive everyone. This clumsy method, of course, can't be hidden from the real fairy elder, and you can see it at a glance. Now my reputation has been destroyed, but I don't care anymore. I just ask you to accept me as a disciple, Dian You are willing to serve you with all your heart and listen to your teachings." Dianru knocked deeply, and his forehead hit the ground, making a muffled sound.

Mantou sneered beside him, and said to Fanren, "He is not worthy."

Fan Ren rubbed his chin, Mantou even disliked Bai Duoduo and Wei Kun, but he could still bear it. People like Dianru were obviously in the range of Mantou's intolerance.

Even though he has lost all his cultivation, he still despises others.

When Dianru heard this, he was dissatisfied and said, "This Immortal Elder, Immortal Fan has not spoken yet, why do you think I am not worthy to be an apprentice of Immortal Fan?"

"I won't accept you." Fan Ren looked at Dianru's old face flushed, and then said with a mysterious smile: "I won't accept you, not because I don't want to accept you, but because I figured it out, you have another chance."

Dian Ru raised his head and opened his eyes wide.

Fanren continued to say to Dianru: "The immortals you mentioned, we all call these people cultivators. They are in the realm of cultivation, which is only separated from the realm of mortals by a screen. Mortals cannot enter, and cultivators cannot enter." Come out at will, there are sect disciples who hold the token of the master's door and pass through the barrier at a certain time, let alone ordinary people, they don't even have the chance to see it with their own eyes, because you don't have spiritual consciousness."

Dianru was very excited when Fanren said something about the cultivation world, which he had never heard of.

"I won't tell you these things for now. The important thing is that I think you are very talented. Even if I don't accept you as an apprentice, when you reach the cultivation world, many powerful seniors will rush to take you first." Fan Ren Seriously talking nonsense, boasting that Dianru's face glowed red.

"Xianchang, then I..." Dianru looked at Fanren expectantly.

Fan Ren helped him up, and said gently: "It just so happens that our clerk is going to the cultivation world recently, I will ask him to take you there, and I can also write you a letter of recommendation, so that you can directly become a disciple of the sect, how about it?"

"I, I..." Dianru's excitement was beyond words. If Fanren hadn't held him back, he would have kowtowed a few more times, so he had to keep thanking him: "Thank you, Immortal, thank you, Immortal."

When Wei Kun came back, Fan Ren dismissed everyone and said a few words to Wei Kun alone.

"Little boss." The moody Moxiu stood in front of Fanren, suppressing the bloody aura all over his body, and respectfully waited for the order.

Fan Ren pointed to the sofa and said with a smile: "Sit first, I will trouble you again this time, Wei Kun."

With a straight waist, Wei Kun said with a smile, "Little boss doesn't need to be so polite to me."

"This time I allow you to go back to take revenge. First, you have to send Dianru to Feiqiemen and hand him over to the sect master. After that, you can act as you like."

Wei Kunchi questioned: "Can I know the reason?" He had heard a little about Dianru, and he didn't think that Fanren would spend energy on this kind of person. It is one of the sects, but it is the only ancient sect that has not declined. The monks of the whole sect use the runes to enter the Tao. Each of them is a rune genius. It has never participated in the competition between the sects. Non-Qimen's comprehensive strength is even more dominant...

Fan Ren restrained his casual and relaxed expression, stood at the door of the grocery store, looked at the passers-by outside, and said seriously like never before: "Don't mention this matter to anyone, including Xiaobai and Mantou."

"Yes." Wei Kun opened his eyes wide and immediately swore a blood oath to show his loyalty.

Fan Ren felt helpless seeing him being so serious. It is normal for monks to swear blood oaths, but he still doesn't like this way. how.

Cultivation is still in the heart, why bother to be bound.

The blood oath has been fulfilled, and Fanren can't stop it, so he can only continue: "What I want to tell you is my origin."

"I come from the Fan family in the fairy world. A hundred years ago, I was just the second generation of an ordinary family. I had some status. The elders of the same generation as me were the elders of the family. Some people praised me, and there were pink eyes who always wanted to frame me. The pink eyes who framed me were almost as good as me. Death, fortunately a relative risked his life to save me at that time, after a hundred years, I did something earth-shattering, almost turned over like a salted fish, people with pink eyes dare not jump out, other families and sects support me , But one day, I found out that group of pink-eyed people secretly planned to do something that would endanger the balance of heaven and earth, so I decided to go to the lower realm."

"It just so happened that there was a rumor that there was a reincarnated immortal emperor in the lower realm. The various immortal sects united and sent a few juniors with good abilities to investigate. I took the place of a junior from the Fan family and went down to the realm. The Yu Family, Gu Family, Yuanting Cave, Lie Valley, and the Secret Realm of the Mirror are also descending with me. We are all mainstream sects and forces in the Immortal Realm, but I discovered that their purpose of descending to the realm is not simple..."

"And the role of people like Dian Ru is to muddy the water in the realm of comprehension, so that those who don't know what they are planning lose control of the situation."

……

No one knew what Fan Ren said to Wei Kun.

In the afternoon, everyone had dinner and bid farewell to Wei Kun. He was going to take Daoist Dianru back to the cultivation world. He didn’t know when he would come back this time. Demon cultivators were generally extremely lacking in emotion, and there was no parting for a short time. After all, everyone was a cultivator. People have a long life, and they don't care too much about the short time. To Fanren, all he can give is all his loyalty and mission.

Dianru couldn't wait to go on the road, and he didn't want to leave his luggage at the residence. His previous precious runes are now discarded like trash.

Wei Kun released a huge black net. This is his magic weapon, the Burning Chain. It is not only used to kill enemies, but can also be used as a means of transportation. For ordinary people, it is much simpler and rougher to cast spells.

Wei Kun traps Dianru with a black net, and pulls the black net into the air. Dianru turns countless 360 five degrees, all the organs in his body are turned upside down, and his old face turns pale. When he opened his eyes At that time, it has reached above the clouds.Although his body was extremely uncomfortable, the shock in his heart was even stronger. When he touched the net with his hands, it was like an ordinary silk thread, but it could firmly bear the weight of the two of them, and he could also fly through the clouds.

He has only grasped the tip of the iceberg of the power of the cultivation world, and the farther road ahead is beckoning to him.

The little old man was lying on the black net, his white beard and temples were blown by the wind, and he smiled very happily.

……

Tang Ya came, but she was in a trance, and her figure was obviously much thinner.

She stared blankly at Fanren for a long time.When Mantou passed by, his eyes paused, and his indifferent gaze silently expressed his dissatisfaction.

Tang Ya shivered, and then said: "I went to that female singer, and she admitted...she wanted to use spells to harm me, but how did Qu Luoyu know? Who is he?"

"He's a ghost." Fan Ren looked directly at her gently, and said with a relieved smile, "It doesn't matter if you don't believe it, as long as you find him, you will know."

"Of course I want to find him." Tang Ya murmured.

Fan Ren said: "Maybe the facts are far from what you imagined."

Tang Ya looked at him in confusion. At this moment, the phone rang from her white bag.

She took out her mobile phone and connected it. In just a few seconds, Tang Ya's expression changed from calm to panicked and worried. The hand holding the mobile phone trembled. The action of sticking the phone to the ear made the eye sockets moist in an instant.

But this emotion was quickly suppressed, Tang Ya turned around mechanically, and said quickly: "My father suddenly fell into a coma, the reason is unknown..."

After adjusting his mood, he continued: "The family doctor said that my father's vital signs are gradually losing, and he will be sent to the hospital for a detailed examination before we can draw a conclusion, but my father...he hates hospitals, and once told us children However, whoever sends him to the hospital will sever the relationship between father and son."

"So your father is still at home?" Fan Ren said considerately: "Don't worry, we will go back with you."

"Thank you..." Tang Ya stumbled out of the grocery store with a dazed expression on his face. Fan Ren tried to help him but was held tightly by the steamed bun. Bai Duoduo had no choice but to move Tang Adam's butcher shop with his chubby body.

As soon as Wei Kun left, there was obviously not enough manpower, and Fan Ren started the idea of ​​recruiting new shop assistants, but this had to be done after the entrustment was resolved.

Ten minutes later, they rushed to Tang Ya's father's house.

Tang Ya's father is Tang Song, who is a top-notch photographer in China, and many of his works have been hailed as fine works by the photography industry.He is 62 years old this year, and his wife just passed away two years ago. Tang Ya is his youngest daughter. Tang Ya has an older brother and an older sister.

Such an old man, no matter how fast he ages, should not be lying on the bed like a lifeless, wrinkled and aged mummy.

Tang Ya thought his father had passed away at the time, and the tears were useless, and he fell to the ground crying. It was Fan Ren who found out and persuaded Tang Ya to come back rationally.

The family doctor did not wear a white coat, but wore a blue disinfection suit as Tang Song had requested before. He said urgently: "The family must send the patient to the hospital. The patient's life is in danger at any time!"

"I can't send it to the hospital. My father won't survive." For some reason, Tang Ya stopped the doctor and begged Fan Ren, "Can you save my father? I can pay you. I will pay you as much as you want." , save him."

When Fan Ren saw the body, he looked thoughtful, and said: "I can't save your father, but you can rest assured for the time being, the main reason for the decline of your father's body is slowly being alleviated."