What about the Master's text?

Bo Yu and the old man talked a few more words, and then they were about to leave. Fang took two steps and saw a ten-year-old boy not far away holding candied haws in his hand. The sleeves seem to be what else.

He didn't know what he thought of, so he walked over to have a look, and found that it was a small stall with a few exquisite gadgets on display.

Most of them are ordinary stones with strange shapes. Nai He carved them with good craftsmanship, so they look very exquisite.

Bo Yu glanced over and landed in the corner, where there was a peach-shaped stone, but the size of a little finger, and the color was not bright pink, but more like ruby, with a flowing jade color.

"How many spirit stones are you willing to sell?" Bo Yu was a little interested.

"Three medium-grade spirit stones." The stall owner was an old man in rags and rags, with a bag hanging on his chest, and it was so bulging that he didn't know what was stuffed inside.

"It's just such a broken thing, it's useless, and it doesn't look very good-looking. It needs three spirit stones. Who are you fooling?"

Before Bo Yu could open his mouth, someone was talking beside him. As soon as he opened his mouth, other onlookers also leaned over and looked at the stone, and they all agreed, "That's right, even a broken stone dares to open its mouth like a lion. Recently, there are too many monks, so they should be slaughtered!"

"This fellow Taoist should look elsewhere..."

"Do you want it?" The old man was not annoyed by others saying that, but looked at Bo Yu, "It's hard to buy someone who likes it. If you like it, you can add ten high-grade spirit stones, and I will give you this thing... This old man sold it cheaply."

As he spoke, he took out another stone from the dirty bag.

The whole body is pitch black, and it is somewhat flat, and it looks like some ugly spots when you look closely.

"This is really an aboveboard slaughter!"

"This black stone is not as good as the previous one. How dare you ask for ten high-grade spirit stones?!"

"That's all, if they really have spirit stones and nowhere to spend them, it doesn't matter to us to buy a few broken stones, they're scattered."

A few people felt that it was boring and walked away, but there were three or four people who were still watching the fun around the back.

Bo Yu ignored them, took 50 yuan of high-grade spirit stones from the storage ring, and took out a clean suit of clothes, and handed them to the old man, "It's a cheap sale, but this thing is for me to give away Yes, the gift is too cheap and inappropriate, although..." He smiled lightly, "50 yuan of spirit stones is not too expensive."

He was a little teasing, the old man gave him an extra look, and his beard moved, "He's a smart boy."

Bo Yu didn't answer, took the stone and left.

According to the basic routine of self-cultivation, this kind of mysterious old man with a strange temper and misty talk is usually a big boss with status.

Bo Yu pinched the stone in his hand, and it felt normal, quite like a stone.

He touched it for a while, then turned his head suddenly, and saw that the stall there was gone, and the old man was nowhere to be seen.

The heart that had just sunk suddenly surfaced again, the boss had hidden merit and fame when he met someone destined to send out rare treasures, so that old man should be no ordinary person.

Well, definitely so.

Bo Yu succeeded in self-hypnosis, threw the stone into the storage ring and walked back.

It's just that when he walked to the Danjian Gate, he had a bunch of candied haws in his hand and a package of delicately packaged pastries.

There were quite a few monks coming and going, most of them held swords or other magical weapons in their hands, but Bo Yu had candied haws in his left hand and pastries in his right. He looked very much like a poor young master who came back from shopping.

Bo Yu had a thick skin, and he didn't care about others pointing at him and "whispering", and walked to the backyard with his things.

Strolling around outside, he was in a good mood. He hummed a song and walked through the corridor... The good mood suddenly disappeared.

"Sect Master Wen." With something in his hand, Bo Yu only nodded perfunctorily.

"Brother Yu went out?"

I don't know if it's because Wen Xiao is too busy or the Danjian Sect is about to fail. Why does the majestic master of the sect try to get in front of him? Bo Yu just wants to go around and go back earlier to "bring the baby," ah no, it's "serving the master" ".

Wen Xiao's question was not nutritious, so Bo Yu hummed, "If Sect Master Wen has nothing else to do, I will go ahead first."

After finishing speaking, he walked away, but Wen Xiao grabbed his wrist and said in a deep voice, "Brother Yu doesn't want to see me that much?"

Bo Yu rolled his eyes in his heart, and pulled out his wrist, "I don't think about it, but I'm tired and want to go back and rest."

As he said that, he still glanced around intentionally or unintentionally. Although this place is remote, it's not that no one is passing by. Some gossipers have already secretly glanced in front of them. Bo Yu believes that if this is in the modern world, this I'm afraid that someone has already taken a photo with a mobile phone.

Then post it to a certain Yin, and then write an article "Sect Master of Danjianmen and a mysterious man are flirting in the backyard. Is it the loss of human nature or the loss of morality", and he will be on fire in a short while.

After all, this Wen Xiao is still a topical figure in the world of comprehension, and he can make up a whole story by just fabricating it.

Thinking this way in his heart, Bo Yu's face was indifferent, "Danjian Sect has a lot of affairs, and Sect Master Wen still has to focus on the big ones. If there is any misunderstanding with me, why not wait until the matter of the Lingyang Ruins Realm, and then talk about it." other?"

When the time comes, I will take advantage of the chaos and run away, perfect!

Bo Yu was secretly happy, Wen Xiao only saw his indifferent profile, and nodded after a long time, "That's fine."

If you don't leave at this moment, when will you wait? Bo Yu can't wait to use a teleportation talisman, but just as he lifts his foot, Wen Xiao smiles softly, "I hope Brother Yu will not forget the agreement between you and me today."

The back of Bo Yu's neck felt cold for a while, it sounded like he and he were destined for life.

In order to save face, Bo Yu turned his head and smirked, but Wen Xiao didn't know which muscle was cramping, so he suddenly stared at the thing in his hand, "Who is the candied haws in Brother Yu's hand going to give to?"

"Give it to..." The word Master stuck in his throat, Wen Xiao suppressed his smile, "Huh?"

"Why don't you give it to me?" Wen Xiao asked before Bo Yu could speak. Bo Yu froze and glanced at him slowly, "Do you want to eat sweet things that lose your teeth?"

Obviously he bought it for Fu Ji specially, the little master likes sweets, and he probably has never eaten candied haws.

But Wen Xiao had already opened his mouth, and Bo Yu didn't want to continue entanglement with him, so he reluctantly raised his hand, but someone called him behind him, "Bo Yu."

Bo Yu's eyes lit up, and he turned his head quickly, it was indeed Fu Ji.

Wen Xiao's face obviously changed, Bo Yu didn't notice anything wrong at all, walked up to Bo Yu in a few steps and "forced" the candied haws and pastries to him.

Fuji: "..."

"Brother Yu," Wen Xiao's voice was duller than before, and Bo Yu pretended not to understand anything, and smiled apologetically at him, "The little guy likes sweets, so I bought them for him. Sect Master Wen doesn't like these things."

Wen Xiao didn't speak, but Fu Ji looked at Bo Yu.

"Brother Yu is tired too, let's go back and rest first." Wen Xiao clenched his hands under his sleeves, turned and left regardless of whether Bao Yu answered or not.

Such a difficult person finally left, and Bo Yu let out a long breath.

"You don't like him?" Fu Ji held candied haws in his hand, and a bag full of pastries. It might have been a bit weird in the past, but now with his still immature face, it makes it look a little bit different. Appropriate youthfulness.

"It's not like I like it, but I just don't want to get in trouble."

Bo Yu's thinking is very simple. He is not the protagonist so far in the book, but just a dispensable cannon fodder supporting role, and Wen Xiao, who has a background and strength, must have a lot of plots. In order to avoid mixing these messy things In the plot, I just hope that the three protagonist brothers can be more energetic, and can finish the plot as soon as possible, so that he can end in this world in a normal way.

It would be even better if there is a chance to go back to modern times.

Seeing Bo Yu's attitude, the last bit of inexplicable unhappiness in Fu Ji's heart disappeared, and the two walked back while talking.

"This time the matter of the Lingyang Ruins is no small matter. Apart from the other disciples of Xuantianzong, your elder brother has also come." Fuji held a candied haws in his hand, with a serious face, no matter how fun he looked, Bo Yu suppressed his smile, He cleared his throat, "Then I'll send a message to Senior Brother later."

"Ah."

After entering the room, Bo Yu poured himself a cup of tea and drank it down.

The cake was put on the table by Fu Ji, but he didn't know how to put the candied haws in his hand, he was a little embarrassed, and looked at Bo Yu's face.

The little apprentice, who had been winking before, didn't react much now, and made a gesture to go inside.

Immortal Fuji's voice was a little dry, and his face was a little tangled, his lips moved a few times but finally he swallowed the words that came to his lips.

Bo Yu didn't know about Master's embarrassment. He wanted to see a joke at first, but now he couldn't bear it anymore, so he simply passed the conversation, "Master doesn't like to eat? Or do you think it's not clean?"

When Bo Yu spoke, Fu Ji heaved a sigh of relief, then shook his head after hearing Bo Yu's words clearly, "That's not the case."

"Then why doesn't Master eat it?" Bo Yu raised his eyebrows, "If you don't eat it, the sugar will melt."

"En." Fu Ji's face softened, and he walked slowly to the side and sat down, then carefully moved closer and licked it.

Very sweet.

Bo Yu saw that little master's beautiful eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth curled up, as if he liked it.

Fu Ji couldn't ignore such an obvious sight, before he started his second sip, he met Bo Yu's eyes as soon as he raised his head, for some reason, his heart felt empty, and he couldn't take another sip immediately.

The fair little face was full of embarrassment, and the clear and juan eyebrows added a bit of redness. It's not that Bo Yu has never seen a child looking shy, but the little master is even cuter.

He thought, bringing up a baby is actually not that difficult.

One candied haws is enough.

With him around, Fu Ji must be unnatural, so Bo Yu simply went into the room.Fu Ji didn't raise his hand until watching Bo Yu go in, and took the first bite cautiously.

The candied gourds were a little too sweet, the first two were still fresh, but they became more sticky to the teeth as they went on, but Fu Ji ate all of them, leaving a bit of suspicious sugar residue on his mouth.

When Bo Yu came out again, he couldn't help laughing.

Who said Immortal Fuji is not cute!

The author has something to say:

Bo Yu: All you need to coax a baby is a candied haws.

Fu Ji: It will not be the case in the future...