Seeing Chu Wanning turn his head, Hua Binan seemed to have a smile in her eyes. He stretched out a white and delicate hand from under the sleeve of the wide green silk robe, and gently spread it forward, signaling the brocade box in front of Chu Wanning's hand.

Chu Wanning nodded and said to the mute servant: "Thank you."

Seeing that he had collected the box, the mute servant bowed softly and returned to the master.

Xue Zhengyong said in surprise: "Yuheng, do you know the Hanlin Saint Hand?"

"I don't know." Chu Wanning looked at the box in front of him, "If I know me, I don't need to spend 2.5 million yuan on Xuanyuanhui, and I will buy his Takreo."

"Then what did he do for you?"

"I don't know either." Chu Wanning said, "Open and take a look."

The brocade box was opened, and it was neatly arranged inside. Five more bottles of warm-colored Takrela and a letter were also printed.

Chu Wanning opened it and read it. The content on the letter was simple. He said that he knew that Grandma Chu had sold dew at a high price in Xuanyuan Pavilion. He felt that Takrei was not worth the price and had always wanted to offer five more bottles. But he never had the opportunity to meet the master. Now, Lingshan has a good fortune. I hope you can accept it.

Xue Zhengyong immediately said, "I think he wants to make friends with you."

“…”

If this kind of gift is not accepted, it will be a blessing to the other party. Chu Wanning thanked Hua Binan from afar, but handed the underside of the brocade box to Xue Zhengyong.

Xue Zhengyong said happily: "Give it to me?"

"...For Elder Greedy Wolf." Chu Wanning said, "I always think this Hua Binan is a bit strange. Xuanyuan Pavilion sells so many high-priced medicines every year, and they are inflated. Could he compensate them one by one?"

Xue Zhengyong muttered: "I don't think it's strange. After all, there are high prices, which are as high as you, and it's the first time I heard of it."

Chu Wanning said with a fury on his face and said, "It's just that I need it, what's outrageous. In short, you give all these five bottles to Tianlang. I think there should be no poison here, but it's not a waste to let Tianlang learn some of the preparation methods of Takrela."

"You don't need it?"

"I……"

It’s strange to say that those absurd and extremely real dreams have become less and less recently. Except for the days when I first came out of the Rufeng Sect, I occasionally dreamed of fragmented scenes, and the rest of the nights were all good dreams.

Drinking Takreya is a waste of resources. Chu Wanning feels that there is no need to keep such good potions by himself.

After staying in Lingshan for two or three days, when he returned to the top of life and death, Mo Ran was gone.

Xue Meng said: "I've gone to get rid of the demon."

A thin mark appeared between Chu Wanning's eyebrows: "Is there another monster? It's the 19th this month."

"It all came out of the Golden Drum Tower of the Rufengmen." Xue Meng sighed, "I caught a lot and locked up in our Tongtian Tower. However, the Tongtian Tower is not as small as the Golden Drum Tower. The tower is inlaid with spirit stone talismans are not as powerful as the Rufengmen. If this continues, the tower will not be able to stand it."

Xue Zhengyong said: "Next time, Li Wuxin will come again, let him take some to Bitan Villa, and be in his Holy Spirit Tower."

Xue Meng smiled: "This is a good idea."

Xue Zhengyong said: "You can also divide the night of the moon. I heard that their Star Picking Tower is bigger than the Golden Drum Tower of Rufengmen..."

This time Xue Meng was unwilling to do so, with dark eyebrows standing on her face and said angrily: "No!"

"What's wrong?"

"I don't like that Jiang Gou. He hates it very much. I don't want to give him the monsters caught by my sect when the Tongtian Tower explodes!"

Chu Wanning shook his head, not wanting to listen to their father and son's yelling, so he left first.

He went back to the water pavilion and slept for a while. Sure enough, he had another good night's sleep, and there was no trouble with old dreams. When he woke up, the setting sun was as bright as blood. The night was soaking in most of the sky, and only a trace of blood marks remained in the sky.

At this time, Meng Potang had no food, but he was a little hungry, packed up his clothes, pushed the door out, and prepared to take a walk in Wuchang Town to have some snacks.

As a result, I happened to see Mo Ran return from the demons and walk on the long bluestone steps leading to the Red Lotus Water Pavilion.

When he saw him, Mo Ran smiled: "Master, I heard from my uncle that you are sleeping and I am just about to wake you up."

"Is there something wrong?"

"It's okay," he said, "just want to come to find you and have a walk together."

It was a coincidence that Chu Wanning felt a little joy because of the coincidence between them. In the affection, a little bit of relationship is worthy of people's mood.

“Where to go?”

But they asked together.

Chu Wanning was stunned for a moment, and Mo Ran was also stunned.

Then he said, "Listen to you."

They said it together again.

Chu Wanning's ten fingers were pinching her sleeves with a little embarrassed, with sweat in the gaps of her fingers, and her eyes were dark and hot, but she looked at Mo Ran so calmly and calmly.

Mo Ran couldn't help but grin.

“Everywhere is good.”

Chu Wanning was actually very happy, but he was still used to being faint, even if his joy was not light, it was very rich, like the blushing crabapple flowers on the branches.

He said, "Then go, go to the town and have something to eat."

He didn't even ask Mo Ran how to eliminate demons or not. They are now destined to be interested in it, and they have a tacit understanding. When he stood outside the bamboo door and watched Mo Ran's black clothes flew, the edge of the dark golden curly grass pattern was shimmering in the night, he knew that everything was fine without saying much.

They came to Wuchang Town together.

In recent years, Wuchang Town has been getting better and better, from the original Sanheng Street and Sanhen Street to the current Liuheng Street and Wuhen Street, it has been almost a whole circle.

"When I first came to the top of life and death, the wooden doors here were closed before nightfall. The incense burner was scattered outside the yard, the door was covered with gossip mirrors, and the soul-suppressing bells were tied under the eaves." Chu Wanning looked at the scene of people coming and going in front of him, and said, "Now except for the name of this town that has not changed, the rest are almost unrecognizable."

Mo Ran smiled and said, "With the peak of life and death, it will only be better in the future."

The two walked along the main street of bluestone that was repaved in the town, along the way, they were blowing candy, shadow puppets, spending stalls to sell snacks and barbecue, and eating gudong pots. There were a wide range of lanterns hanging on the sky street, illuminating the night market and the fireworks on earth.

When Mo Ran saw the Gudong pot stall, he remembered himself. Xue Meng and Xia Sini had eaten here together, so he smiled and grabbed Chu Wanning: "Master, eat this, this restaurant has your favorite soy milk."

They sat down on the creaking little bamboo chair. It was very cold, but the master who cooked dishes was so hot. He was shirtless and wiping his sweat, and moved over and asked, "What do you want, two immortals?"

Chu Wanning said: "Double pot."

Mo Ran said: "Mushroom clear soup pot."

“…Don’t you want to eat spicy food?”

Mo Ran lowered his eyes and smiled, his voice was gentle and gentle: "I want to quit."

Chu Wanning was stunned for a moment, and vaguely understood why Mo Ran suddenly didn't want to eat spicy food anymore, as if fish were swimming by the lake, and bubbles appeared in the heart pool, and the water waves swayed slightly.

"You don't need to quit..."

Mo Ran said: "No, I just like it."

“…”

"I like to quit, I want to quit." He looked at Chu Wanning, and the deep eyelash curtains moved, falling on the other party's slightly red ears and smiled.

I never continued the second half of the sentence-

I want to be like you, when eating hot pot, two pairs of chopsticks can fit into a lively pot, no longer red and white, but clearly divided.

Mo Ran ordered some stir-frying dishes, but unfortunately the stall did not make exquisite desserts, so he ordered three cans of soy milk in a fat porcelain pot, and then sat waiting for the dishes to come.

There are people eating around, including men, women, young and old, black hair and white frost. The steam in the soup pot is rolling up, the fire in the pot is rising, shouting and playing, jokes and selfish desires are all gathered in this craze of fireworks and the warmth of vegetables and wine.

The world is so ordinary, and the world is so lively.

Before Mo Ran was fifteen years old, he was hungry and could not eat these good wine and dishes.

After becoming the Emperor of Immortal, he still couldn't get such real peace above all ten thousand people.

It's all now.

Suddenly the flames rose, and it turned out that the man who was holding a spoon was holding a pot of vegetables. He rolled up the pot with a large fire, which reflected a layer of delicate copper-colored oil all over the shirtless man, and the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar were placed in sequence, and the strong arms and muscles trembled. A plate of stir-fry was stir-fried out in an instant.

It's the time to be warm, immediately serve it on the table.

"The oily and crispy two!" The little brother shouted.

In his previous life, the Taxianjun was unable to please all kinds of delicious food, but for some reason, he was laughed out loud by the "greasy and crispy" one after another. His slender fingers overlapped, and his chin was smooth. A pair of slender and thick eyelashes moved slightly. The light from all over the world gathered on the ink colors of the two curtains at this moment, dyeing the darkness very brightly.

Chu Wanning asked: "What are you laughing at?"

"I don't know, I'm just happy."

Chu Wanning stopped talking, but the smile of the handsome man opposite him was so charming that it made his heart clear.

After dinner, I looked up at the sky and felt that it was going to rain, but the people below seemed to be not caring and were still enjoying this brilliant night in an orderly manner.

They walked past a lantern shop, and Mo Ran suddenly stopped and stood there and watched.

Chu Wanning looked at him according to his eyes and it turned out that the old craftsman was carefully pasting a pagoda lantern. Another very similar one was already done. There was a support underneath, which was a river lantern.

"Old man, please get me this pagoda light."

There was no price, nor did Mo Ranxi ask if he liked it.

Chu Wanning walked over and handed the golden leaves to the old man who was in his 80s and was hunched over and making lamps seriously, and then handed the river lamp casually to the apprentice standing behind him.

"Hold it."

Mo Ran was surprised and happy, and even a little confused: "For me?"
To be continued...