As dawn approaches, the earth is shrouded in darkness. The small village in the mountains is like a terrifying cage, and the sound of birds in the forest turns into the roar of beasts.

"Master!"

At the end of the deep forest, Yan Ning was pressed into the dry well by a bluestone slab, and the person who locked him here was the alchemist.

"Fan Wuxue, I, Yan Ning, will not be a human being if I don't kill you in this life!"

Yan Ning roared at the top of his lungs, and then sat decadently at the bottom of the well. His eyes had disappeared from his former glory, buried by endless anger and hatred.

...

The scorching sun was in the sky, and the irritable factors were beating in the air. The traffic in the city was full of traffic, the sound of horns and shouts mixed into the music that office workers were most familiar with.

Yan Ning walked in this familiar and unfamiliar city street, and the haze in his heart also disappeared a lot.

He wore a pair of ripped jeans, a white T-shirt that was washed until yellow, and a backpack full of mud, and walked towards his rented house with skillful steps.

Over the past year, the city has changed a lot, but the people in this alley are still as familiar as a year ago. Yan Ning walked to the door of the rental house and pushed it hard, but found that the door had been replaced with a new lock.

"Who?" The door opened, and a sloppy young man was wearing his shoes in a hurry. "Who are you? Where did you come from the beggar?"

Yan Ning was stunned: "You live here?"

The young man rolled his eyes: "Nonsense, don't I live here, are you here? Quickly give in, I'm going to be late for school."

Yan Ning was pushed aside by the young man. The young man stepped on the bicycle parked at the door and disappeared in a flash.

That look was like Yan Ning a year ago.

Yan Ning thought helplessly: No wonder, I have been missing for a year, and the landlord must have sublet the house.

"Now, I'm homeless!"

Before leaving the village, Yan Ning sold out all the things he could sell at home, and the remaining old ox was also given to his neighbor Aunt Huang. Now, he has nothing except the few thousand dollars in his pocket.

During the past year, Yan Ning followed the Taoist Tian to learn the Wumen ghost technique day and night. Fortunately, Yan Ning was talented and intelligent, and always understood it at a glance. Therefore, he had already kept most of the knowledge in the ancient books of Wumen in mind, but he just lacked experience.

Yan Ning looked around and was surprised to find that the cactus he planted a year ago was still on the windowsill, so he picked up the cactus without hesitation and left the alley freely.

Yan Ning's mobile phone was lost by the Alchemy Heaven a year ago. If you want to contact your classmates from the past, you have no choice but to wander around the city under the hot sun. However, this is nothing to Yan Ning. When he followed the Alchemy Heaven in the past, the hardships he suffered were much more difficult than now.

It was noon in a blink of an eye. Yan Ning had nothing to eat since he left his hometown last night. He looked around for a while and found a strange noodle restaurant called "Yang Liu Yiyi" on the corner of the street.

The noodle shop is decorated in a particularly delicate way. There are two small lucky trees in front of the door, and there is no trace of dust on the leaves, which means that the shop is often cleaned and meticulous. The tempting fragrance floats out of the noodle shop. But strangely, there is no one in the store.

Yan Ning looked left and right and saw long queues of snack shops on both sides of the noodle restaurant. The boss's greasy sweat stains made his apron turn black, but even so, people were unwilling to eat in the noodle restaurant.

"It's strange." Yan Ning thought for a while, then walked into the noodle shop with his schoolbag on his back.

"Hey, where are the beggars from? Don't come in, we don't have leftovers here!"

Yan Ning just opened the door of the noodle shop and before half of his body could enter the shop, he heard someone shouting.

Yan Ning walked into the noodle shop, found a seat by the window and sat down, placed the cactus on the table, and then said, "Where is the menu?"

At this time, a little girl wearing a yellow T-shirt and wearing a white apron walked up to Yan Ning and pushed him: "Beggar quickly, you will scare away your sister's guests!"

Yan Ning glanced at the little girl. She was only about sixteen years old, with a petite figure and a pink face.

At this time, she pouted her little mouth and looked at Yan Ning with dissatisfaction.

"Beggaro called me?"

"Of course!"

"So stupid," Yan Ning couldn't help but smile, "I'm not a beggar, I will give you money."

The little girl frowned and said, "Look at your outfit, there is mud on your schoolbag! Go out quickly, our store will not welcome you!"

"I……"

Yan Ning was about to say something, but a voice snatched him in front of him: "Yiyi, you are so rude. You are a customer when you enter the store. You pour him a glass of water and I will make noodles for him now."

"Thank you, Ang, I want beef noodles, add more beef, add more onions and coriander, and give more peppers! Add another egg!" Yan Ning shouted to the kitchen.

"You, you are so shameless!" The girl named Yiyi stomped her feet, reluctantly poured Yan Ning a glass of water, and walked into the kitchen angrily.

Yan Ning saw Yiyi walk into the kitchen and shook her head.

After a while, Yiyi came to Yan Ning with a large bowl of beef noodles. Her little mouth was still pouting, and she left without saying a word.

Yan Ning didn't care about too much. He had been hungry for a long time. When he smelled the smell of beef, his index finger suddenly moved and swallowed it so much that he didn't even have any soup left.

"I'm still saying it's not a beggar. I've been hungry for several days, right?"

Yiyi sat behind the cashier, poked a small head out, and said unhappily.

"It's okay, it's only one day and one night," Yan Ning burped a long time very impolitely, then walked to the cashier and said with satisfaction, "How much?"

“Two hundred and six.”

"What, a bowl of noodles costs 260 yuan? You are a black shop!" Yan Ning couldn't help but shout.

"Ten dollars for face value, the remaining 25 yuan is the money you have to dirty our location." Yiyi said.

Yan Ning glared at her: "No wonder no one eats in your store."

"Guest, don't listen to the little girl. She is ignorant, that bowl of noodles is not expensive."

A sound came from behind Yan Ning, the same as the sound that came from the kitchen just now. Yan Ning turned around and saw a pure girl in a chef's uniform walking out of the kitchen.

When Yiyi saw the girl, she shouted: "Sister Yang Liu, he scared all our guests away! How can I not collect more?"

Yang Liu's hands were still covered with flour, but she could not compete with her white skin. She glanced at Yan Ning and apologized: "Little girl is ignorant, guest, this meal is worthless."

Yan Ning practiced Taoism in the countryside and hadn't seen a beautiful woman for a whole year. Now when he saw Yang Liu, he immediately looked straight. If Li Feifei was that kind of elegant goddess, then Yang Liu in front of him would be a well-deserved pure goddess.

"Pervert! You are not allowed to stare at your sister!" Yiyi walked out of the cashier, kicked Yan Ning hard in the butt, and said viciously.
Chapter completed!