Uncle is Up

  Chapter 83 Nianwu Flower Cake

   "Brother, who did you find to punish you?"

  Xia Kongqing and Ban Liuli hurriedly followed, but were pushed back by Xu Mingyu before they came.

   "You two don't come here, hot eyes, it's not suitable for you to watch." Xu Mingyu pushed the two of them down the stairs and said, "Go back quickly, I'll find you later."

   "Brother, let's help you. Aren't you going to take care of the person who is messing with you?" Xia Kongqing's tone was eager to try. Compared with helping herself, Xu Mingyu felt that Xia Kongqing might prefer to watch the excitement.

   "No need, you two hurry up."

  I was too ashamed to see that scene, and the two little girls Xia Kongqing and Ban Liuli couldn't stand it anymore, so in order to be a good senior, he wanted to get them away!

   "Is it really not necessary?" Standing at the gate of the Immortal Wu Realm, Xia Kongqing still didn't give up.

"No need to!"

  Xu Mingyu slammed the door shut.

  Xia Kongqing took two steps back, touched the nose that was almost pinched, and said to Ban Liuli, "Is Junior Sister Liuli still playing?"

  Ban Liuli saw that Xia Kongqing's eyes were burning with flames, and the bright eyes were looking to make trouble.

  Xu Mingyu is unreliable, and Xia Kongqing, who is his junior sister, is actually not much better. It's just that a bad thing must be set off by another worse one to show the good.

  Xu Mingyu returned to Shuixiu's room.

  Bei Yinuan was already fully dressed and ready to run, but Xu Mingyu came back too quickly and caught her.

   "Where are you going? Master~uncle~"

  Xu Mingyu spoke heavily, one hand climbed on Bei Yinuan's shoulder, and a sharp face appeared from behind Bei Yinuan.

Bei Yinuan let out a sigh, and she turned to face Xu Mingyu's gloomy face and said, "Nephew, why bother, I let you tell Kong Qing, I don't even care about what you do to me. What else do you want?"

   "Okay, let's let the past go." Xu Mingyu shook the talisman in his hand and said, "Then how do you explain this? You are the only one who has been in touch with me since I came here."

"not me."

  Bei Yinuan looked rather angry with a straight face, "I don't even know what this talisman is for, and you saw what I was doing before you came, didn't you?"

   "You don't have to quibble."

  Xu Mingyu gritted his teeth and said, "I've never had a grudge against anyone. If I had a grudge, it would be the kind that would stab me to death with a sword. It's nothing to use Zhang Ling's spell."

  Bei Yinuan smiled lightly and shook his fan, "You do have self-knowledge."

   Isn’t that right, if Xu Mingyu doesn’t end up with a grudge, it’s fine, once it’s a grudge, it’s the kind that makes people’s teeth itch, wishing to stab him on the spot.

   "Don't change the subject." Xu Mingyu handed the talisman to Bei Yinuan, "Let me post it back, forget about it, and I won't even tell Kong Qing about your visit to the brothel."

  Bei Yinuan pointed to the sky outside and said, "What time is it now?"

   "It's noon." Xu Mingyu was puzzled.

   "So what are you daydreaming about?"

  Bei Yinuan shook her lady's folding fan and went down to the second floor, then turned her head and waved goodbye to Shuixiu and Hongluan who watched her leave in the corridor.

  Bei Yinuan stepped forward with long legs, and Xu Mingyu followed behind, chattering.

  Shui Xiu propped his chin, stared at Bei Yinuan's back and said with a smile, "Mr. Xu is generous."

  Before Bei Yinuan left, she gave the two of them a lot of spiritual stones, even though neither of them had served her yet.

   "Hey, it's a pity that I couldn't see Mr. Bei's face," Hong Luan said in a regretful tone.

   "Yes" Shui Xiu agreed.

   "Is the person gone?"

  An indifferent voice suddenly sounded beside the two of them.

  Both of them were taken aback, and they didn't know when Li Yanhui came to them.

   "Young Master Li."

   "I have met Mr. Li."

  The attitude of the two towards Li Yanhui was very respectful, even a little bit afraid.

  Li Yanhui turned his indifferent eyes to the two of them, those expressionless eyes were very cold.

  Shui Xiu hastily bowed his head and said, "Master Xu, Mr. Xu has already left."

  Li Yanhui has already gone back.

  Shuixiu and Hongluan looked at each other, not knowing why.

  Why did Mr. Xu break into the room of the young master but he was not thrown out by him, nor did he get angry?

  Out of the realm of Xianwu, another street is the gourmet street of Li Guoyuan Huangdu.

  Before the time to light up the lights, various stalls have been set up here, and there are strange delicacies in the east, west, north, south, and south.

   Not all monks are ascetic, and some are good at eating.

  Although Bei Yinuan doesn't pay much attention to appetite, going to the food street is an irreversible habit of her modern person carved in her bones.

  Of course, she just likes shopping.

  Xu Mingyu followed behind in a muffled silence, in fact he couldn't speak either.

  Bei Yinuan thought he was too noisy and simply blocked his voice. If he never left, she would never let him go.

   And Xu Mingyu also kept making small moves. Whenever Bei Yinuan turned his back to him, he would quietly stick the talisman to control people behind her back, and then Bei Yinuan hit her on the head with a big chestnut.

  Bei Yinuan was concerned about the man in black who attacked her at the beginning, and she planned to return to the Longyuan Sect after halfway through the walk.

  As soon as he turned his head, he saw Xu Mingyu staring at various food stalls with burning eyes, but he was afraid that he would lose Bei Yinuan if he didn't pay attention, so he refused to buy it.

   Bei Yi covered his lips with a paper fan, feeling amused.

  Bei Yinuan has already changed back to her pure white robe. There are only simple water ripples on the robe, but she looks very fairy-like in it, thanks to her face.

  She walked to an unknown pastry stall selling red and said, "Come here."

  The pastry is clear red, and there are petals in the middle of the pastry, which looks like jelly.

   "Okay."

  The pastry seller was a middle-aged monk. He took a piece of pastry the size of a palm with a sharp knife and put it in a shallow bamboo bowl and handed it to Bei Yinuan.

   "Mr. Dao, a copy of 50 Lingzhu."

  The middle-aged monk smiled, "It's not expensive. This Nianwu cake is made of Nianwu flowers. It has aura. It's not an ordinary cake."

  Bei Yinuan showed a troubled expression, "I'm really sorry, I don't have any spirit beads on me."

  The middle-aged monk thought he was someone who ate the overlord’s meal, and was about to change his face when Bei Yinuan took out a low-grade spirit stone and said, "I only have a spirit stone, why don't you give me another one."

  Bei Yinuan is really not pretending this time, she really does not have the currency of Lingzhu.

  The original owner was brought back by Du Heng, so she didn't have to worry about food, clothing and training resources, and when she, the modern Bei Yinuan, frantically made alchemy to make money after passing through, she had never touched the lowest currency like Lingzhu.

   "Okay, Daojun, wait a minute." The middle-aged monk smiled and took the low-grade spirit stone and gave Bei Yinuan a Nianwu cake.

  The middle-aged monk also carefully cut the Nianwu cake into small pieces for Bei Yinuan, and gave the bamboo sticks back.

  Bei Yinuan looked at Xu Mingyu who was standing in front of her with a puffed face, smiled and rolled his eyes, and then picked up a piece of Nianwu cake in front of him.

   The taste of Nianwu cake is not like jelly, but soft and soft.

  As soon as the pastry entered her belly, a warm feeling surged through her body, and then she became quiet.

  Xu Mingyu doesn't know why, isn't it delicious?

   "You don't have to worry about this little Daoist, this is normal." The middle-aged monk explained with a smile, "The function of the Nianwu flower is to remind people of the most important person in their hearts. The Daoist should be thinking of someone."

"tastes bad."

  Bei Yinuan stuffed both Nianwu cakes to Xu Mingyu with a sullen face, turned and left.

  She turned around too hastily, and the Nuanyu with the character "North" engraved on her waist flew up and hit Xu Mingyu.

  The middle-aged monk and Xu Mingyu looked at each other.

   What the **** is this?

  It doesn't taste good, does it need such a stinky face?

   Ask for tickets, all kinds of tickets! !

  (end of this chapter)