lerbook Chapter 304 Where is my father? (plus 1)
Chapter 304 Where is my father? (plus 1)
Yan Mo should have been happy, at least he knew how to consider his child's feelings when he grew up, but as the saying goes, it doesn't matter when you get old, right?
There is not much age difference between them, they are only [-] years old in this life...
He tilted his head and looked at Yan Yi: "Xiaowu, do you think you are getting old as a teacher?"
Yan Yi touched his nose: "Master is not old, and his appearance is all transformed by spiritual power. If Master wants to be young, it is not impossible to directly transform into a boy!"
"What you said is very good, don't say it next time!"
Yan Mo put his hands behind his back and put on a master's look: "Since you two want to go for a walk with the master, it's not impossible. Master, back then, there really was no chance to come to Liubo's Changning Island! "
The three of them walked in unison and set foot on Changning Island again.
Perhaps because of Yan Yi's orders, the subjects dispersed and did whatever they had to do as before, without taking their arrival seriously.
There are children chasing Cuju on the street. There are various vendors on both sides, including breakfast stalls and fortune tellers. It is no different from Lingcheng.
"How do the residents of Changning Island live under the sea for so many years?"
Wan He thought of the Dragon Palace in Journey to the West. In other words, Young Master Liubo should have the position of Dragon King, right?
"Sinking to the bottom of the sea is a state of dormancy. When the sun sets, they will finish their day's work and return to bed to rest.
Young Master Liubo has the ability to avoid water. He can ensure the safety of his subjects below the water surface without letting them be disturbed. "
Yan Mo said as he walked.
Wan He thought it was amazing: "Have they been sleeping all these years?"
"Definitely not. I've never seen anyone who passes over Liubo get attacked.
They also have patrolling soldiers who will not rest! "
Wan He was even more shocked: "So, the soldiers haven't slept in 300 years?"
"Don't they know how to change shifts?"
"The young master Liubo has been missing for 300 years. Won't they drown in the water?" Wan He continued to ask.
Yan Mo suddenly stamped his feet and turned to look at her. Wan He blinked: "What's wrong, Master?"
"Would you like to stay here tonight and see how they live?"
Wan He immediately beamed with joy: "Master, you really have a pair of discerning eyes!"
Yan Mo chuckled: "Knowledge is fine, but old skills are not necessary!"
Anyway, she was the one who said she was going to Qingqiu to find the sexy fox. She was the one who stopped worrying when she saw an interesting place on the way.
He didn't have any objections. Looking for a coquettish fox would cause the same damage as playing with Young Master Liubo.
"Come on, come on, do you want to have your fortune told and read your palms? I have opened my heavenly eyes and can see into the past and present life. I have the secrets in my hands. I can grasp them. I can understand the past and look forward to the future. I am sure of success. Success is not far away!"
Come, come, disaster will turn into disaster, misfortune will turn into misfortune, you are guaranteed to be satisfied, no money if you are not satisfied! "
The fortune teller rolling his eyes on the roadside stretched out his hand towards the three people, and the enthusiasm in his voice made Wan He feel as if he had found a soulmate.
"Okay, okay, great immortal, right?
I'm curious, what will we, as cultivators, come up with when we seek fortune-telling from a great immortal? "
She took a few steps and sat in front of her: "Old man, come on, let me see if there is any disaster or danger?"
The great immortal looked blank. He was just making the same old remarks when people walked by. He just rolled his eyes at the concave figures, but he didn't notice the extraordinary power of these three people.
"What about that? Girl, my fortune-telling is valuable. I think you love money, so don't waste it, right?"
Wan He groaned and looked at him closely: "What a great immortal, how did you see that I love money?"
"I have opened my eyes, and everything in the world is in my eyes!"
The fortune teller opened the paper fan with a "pop" and made a crisp sound. The old god continued to add filters to himself.
But after saying it, I realized it later.
"I really admire my damn industry consciousness, and I always get into the role unconsciously..."
He covered his face with a paper fan and quietly gave himself a small mouth, warning himself not to talk nonsense and to send away the noble people in front of him as soon as possible.
"Why did you hit yourself?"
Wan He's voice came from the fan. When the fortune teller looked up, he didn't know when Wan He stood up and was looking down at him from the fan.
"Girl, guess why I used the fan to block your view?"
Wan He touched his chin and said with certainty: "You want me to stand up and look at you!"
The fortune teller put away his fan and said, "It's so precious. Really?"
Suddenly, there was a money bag on both sides of the table. The sparkling halo of spirit stones inside made it look strange.
Wan He raised his head, looked at Yan Yi and then at his master, why are these two people so generous?
When the fortune teller saw this attitude, he couldn't get the person to leave, so he wanted to make up some random words to get rid of the person. He didn't dare to accept the money, and he didn't dare to actually calculate the fortune.
"Girl, your father is actually good at fortune telling. He is better than me. How about you go back and ask your father?"
In one sentence, three people were killed.
Wan He stared: "My father? Where is my father?
Who is my father?
Old man, you are really talented. You are worthy of having your eyes open. Can you find my father in one go? "
Wan He was stunned for a while, then immediately jumped up and held the old man's hand, thanking him: "Thank you, thank you, tell me, where is my father?"
Yan Mo had a bad feeling and the corner of his mouth twitched.
The fortune teller glanced at his gloomy face, and stretched out his hand tremblingly: "Isn't that right?"
"Click"
It was like a thunder blast on a sunny day.
The sky fell and the earth fell. Wan He turned around with a stiff smile and met Yan Mo's smiling eyes.
"Master? You——"
Heaven and earth, isn't he the greatest villain, Master?
Isn’t it Yanmo, isn’t it Baiyuan?
How did she become her father?
Yan Mo's dark face only lasted for a moment, and then Feng Qingyun Dan looked sideways at Yan Yi, who was holding back a smile: "Your people are very good..."
Very good at giving him eye drops.
"Thank you for the compliment, Master!" Yan Yi replied honestly.
Wan He couldn't believe this fact. She wanted to test whether the fortune teller was talking nonsense.
"Well, old man, look at this one? Who am I?"
The fortune teller raised his eyes, stared into Yan Yi's eyes, pinched his fingers quickly, and muttered something.
Yan Mo reminded with a smile: "You have to calculate carefully. If the calculation is not accurate, I will print out your true form and expose it under the city wall. After three months, you can eat dried shrimps!"
The fortune teller trembled, and the other hand touching his beard was so frightened that he pulled out a shrimp beard. Good guy, you can see through his true form at a glance. He is definitely not an ordinary person.
Wan He looked him up and down: "Ah, old man, you are actually a shrimp?"