"Uncle Ma, can you handle it?"
Chang Guanyu lay on the bed and asked with twitching corners of his mouth.
Uncle Ma glanced at the two of them, with a cold look in his eyes, and nodded: "That boy is the best in the world.
He is just a waste.
I can kill him easily, but..."
Chang Sunlan and Chang Guanyu looked at Uncle Ma's face, waiting for him to continue.
Uncle Ma paused and said: "Killing is easy, but the situation in the city is different from the past.
If something happens, I don't know if I can escape unscathed.
I need to prepare in advance."
"Don't worry."
Chang Guanyu raised his head, "I'll find a way to deal with the patrol over there.
Just go and kill him."
"Uncle Ma."
Zhang Sunlan flipped her long hair at her temples, "You also know about Guanyu and me.
Sooner or later we are a family.
He lost face in the street today.
You must be feeling uncomfortable too.
You are looking at me As two grown-up people, if this thing is done, it will naturally benefit you."
Uncle Ma clasped his fists and said, "Miss Changsun is out of touch with these words.
I'm waiting for good news from this old slave tonight."
Uncle Ma, a strong man who cuts the sky, calls himself an old slave for the benefits that have not yet been realized.
He fell in love with a maid from Changsun Lan three years ago.
When he saw her for the first time, his heart skipped a beat.
However, the maid was still young at that time, only fourteen or fifteen years old.
This year, she is already seventeen or eighteen years old.
She was even more graceful when she came out.
She originally thought about showing her feelings with a shy face in the recent period, but she met Zhou Niu and broke her arm.
There was an obstacle in her heart, and she was afraid that her words would be in vain.
Now Changsun Lan has promised to give him benefits.
He thought he could take this opportunity to give it a try, and maybe it would work.
In this way, he would have something to rely on in his later years.
With his current physical condition, he might still be able to have a half-boy and half-girl relationship with the maid.
Uncle Ma looked in the direction of Zhou's house and clenched his fist.
Before noon, Fenxiang came back with a lot of things to buy.
In addition to the vegetables, there were also the herbs that Meng Fan asked her to buy.
Meng Fan was overjoyed when he saw those herbs.
The weight was probably enough for him to toss around.
"I can finally make elixirs."
Meng Fan took a deep breath, his eyes full of anticipation.
"Brother, let me help you clean up a room and come out."
Because Meng Fan just arrived last night and encountered some troubles, Fenxiang never had time to arrange a place for Meng Fan.
Considering that Meng Fan wanted to make elixirs, he vacated the east wing that had nothing in it.
"good" Meng Fan entered the east wing and took a look.
Apart from simple daily necessities, there was nothing else.
After Fenxiang left, he sat cross-legged on the bed and began to deduce the alchemy process in his mind.
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Since he had never made elixirs before, this was done to avoid wasting medicinal herbs.
At the same time, the sound of chopping meat came from the kitchen.
Zhou Chunhai held a Hunyuan kitchen knife in his hand.
During the process of chopping meat, a sharp wave of zhenqi spread out from the blade.
A large piece of meat on the chopping board was instantly cut into equal parts, as if it had been measured with a ruler.
The fennel was After watching for a while, I saw a layer of fine sweat on my father's forehead, and I wiped it for him thoughtfully.
"Dad, what's your cultivation?"
Fenxiang asked.
She had already discovered that after her father came back, his cultivation had dropped drastically, and he was not as good as before.
She didn't know what happened.
"It will take a few days to recover, don't worry."
Zhou Chunhai's hand movement did not stop, but there was a hint of gloom in his eyes, "If dad hadn't lost some cultivation, I'm afraid he wouldn't be alive now.
You go out and wait for a while.”
Fenxiang pursed her lips and walked out with some questions.
After Fenxiang left, Zhou Chunhai sneakily leaned down, took out a brick from the stove, and took out a white porcelain bottle, the size of a baby water bottle.
He opened it and took a look, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and went to In the pot that was making soup, some white fluorescent powder was sprinkled into it, and a strange fragrance wafted out after a while.
"It's a good thing you exchanged for your life."
A mysterious smile appeared on Zhou Chunhai's face, "It should be enough to repay Brother Tiezhu with this thing."
After saying that, he raised his hand and used his true energy to seal the soup pot, just like sealing a furnace while refining an elixir.
Almost at the same time as he sealed the pot, in Ding Ji's Zaobao in Qingqiu City, a girl in a white dress suddenly shrank her eyes, put down half of the wooden comb in her hand, and murmured: "Appear." " Immediately, she opened the door of the shop and walked into the sunshine outside.
Ignoring the gazes of passers-by looking at her, she looked into the distance and murmured: "Where are you hiding?
I'm best at hide-and-seek."
After Zhou Chunhai finished cooking, he asked Fenxiang to call Meng Fan out.
"Wild rice."
Zhou Chunhai called Meng Fan at the dinner table.
He rubbed his hands on his clothes and said with a smile, "Try to see if the food cooked by the old man is to your liking."
Meng Fan put the food in his mouth, chewed it for a while, and praised: "No wonder Old Uncle Zhou can work in the City Lord's Mansion.
This food is truly a delicacy in the world."
"As long as you like it."
Zhou Chunhai nodded.
"Dad, aren't you still making soup?"
Fenxiang blinked, "You are very good at making soup, why didn't you serve it?"
"The heat is not enough."
Zhou Chunhai turned around and glanced at the kitchen, "The soup must be cooked until at least the evening, Fenxiang, do you want to drink it?"
"That's right."
Fenxiang clicked her lips, "I haven't had the soup you made for a long time, so of course I miss it."
"Don't think about it," Zhou Chunhai said with a smile, "This soup is specially made for your brother.
You can wait until next time."
"Okay."
Fenxiang curled her lips, "I won't fight with my brother.
He just recovered from illness and needs to be replenished."
After saying this, Fenxiang suddenly remembered that Meng Fan was not his biological brother, so he lowered his head and stopped talking.
After dinner, he packed up the dishes and went back to his room to practice.
Zhou Chunhai moved a bench and sat in front of the kitchen, closing his eyes and relaxing.
Meng Fan saw him behaving strangely and asked him what he was doing.
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He said something that Meng Fan couldn't quite understand: "Keep the soup."
Meng Fan originally wanted to talk to him about something, but when he saw how serious he was, he had no choice but to smile and go into his room.
"Qing Ling, come out."
Meng Fan took out the longevity furnace and called softly, "It's time to make the elixir."
Qing Ling stretched out in the longevity furnace, stretched out his head to look at the surrounding environment, and asked: "Where are you running again?"
"We're entering the city."
As he spoke, Meng Fan took out all the herbs, "Everything is ready, let's start."
Qing Ling glanced at the dry herbs and frowned: "This has been processed by others, it's no good."
Meng Fan was stunned when he heard this: "Why not?"
Qing Ling floated up from the longevity furnace, picked up a white orchid fruit, took a look at it, and said: "Forget it, you practice it first, and I will tell you the reason later."
Next, weird things started to happen one after another in the Zhou family: