Forced to cultivate immortality, I just want to get married

Chapter 88

Shui Miaomiao was torn between whether to treat her little brother to dinner first or whether to seek revenge first.

Ninefold revenge?Isn't it the one who tried his best to kidnap An Jue out of the workshop?

"Well, little brother, I have someone I'm looking for."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Cang covered his chest with his hands and bowed, humming twice.

"what happened?"

"Sequelae." Thinking that Shui Miaomiao should not be allowed to find the ninth revenge, otherwise who knows what Mr. An Jue would do, Mu Cang told all kinds of lies, "Well, it just hurts from the wound, and you can't be hungry. It hurts when you are hungry." ·······”

Shui Miaomiao supported Mu Cang tightly. Although Mu Cang's words were confusing, the main idea was probably that he was hungry.

Hearing that there are no magic techniques available in this city, there should be no danger to Ninefold Vengeance. Shui Miaomiao guessed that he was probably hiding somewhere to practice. It should be no problem to find him later.

"Okay then, let's go eat first."

"I know there's a restaurant over there." Mu Cang straightened up and pointed into the distance.

Isn't this uncomfortable?
It was the first time he lied blatantly. Fortunately, it was covered by a curtain, otherwise his face would be too red to look at. Under Shui Miaomiao's gaze, Mu Cang retracted his hand guiltily and pressed it on his heart, "It hurts~~"

"Then, let's go quickly."

Shui Miaomiao didn't doubt that he was there, put Mu Cang's hand on her shoulder, and walked towards the restaurant that Mu Cang just pointed to...
In the suburbs, An Jue Lao had his hands behind his back with an unpredictable expression.

Nowadays, the children's tempers are really getting louder than the last. I think back then, when my name came out, the children were so frightened that they didn't dare to cry at night. Now, all of them dare to make a bad face.

I really wanted to step forward and slap Jiuzhong Qiu twice, maybe I should have slapped him in the first place.

"Are you a magician?"

"Yes, so come with me and I can help you get revenge."

"No need, I don't associate with demonic cultivators."

"But weren't those people who killed your parents shouting about demon cultivators?"

"That's because they are stupid. I will prove to them that my clan is practicing the right way!"

"Little boy, do you know what is good and what is evil?"

The young Jiuchengqiu didn't know how to distinguish between them, but he remembered what his father said.

He held the knife, held his sister in hand, and looked at An Jue Lao. The fear in his eyes had not dissipated, but his voice was very firm, "What I hold is the right way! What I cultivate is the right way!"

He was an interesting doll. An Jue Lao let the two of them leave and solved the pursuers.

The original kindness was just because he seemed to have said this before, but in the end he compromised and accepted the title of Demon Cultivator An Jue Lao.

Although you still said these words when we met today, the sword you are holding in your arms is not the sword anymore. If you don't repair the sword, everything you said in the first place will be nonsense!

In the self-service restaurant, Shui Miaomiao brought almost all the dishes on a plate. There was not enough room for one table. There were not many people on the second floor of the restaurant, so Shui Miaomiao arranged three tables.

During this period, Mu Cang wanted to help, but Shui Miaomiao ordered him to sit still and not move.

"I don't know what you like to eat, little brother." Shui Miaomiao put the last three dishes on the table and handed Mu Cang a pair of chopsticks.

Taking the chopsticks, Mu Cang looked at the dishes on the table and didn't know what to do.

"This braised pork is a signature dish." Seeing Mu Cang hesitate to move, Shui Miaomiao recommended. There were four pieces in a white porcelain jar, all of them flushed and shiny.

Even Shui Miaomiao, who doesn't eat much, found it tempting. Thinking about how her little brother seemed to like eating these when they were in the cabin, Shui Miaomiao even placed the braised pork in front of her little brother.

"Little brother, try it. If it tastes good, I'll get it."

Following Shui Miaomiao's movements, Mu Cang saw the tempting braised pork, which was just his taste.

A feeling of nausea and vomiting suddenly rose up in my throat.

But Shui Miaomiao had already put the braised pork into his bowl, picked up the meat with trembling hands, closed his eyes and quickly threw it into his mouth.

You can't see anything behind the curtain.

Mu Cang held the table and swallowed the braised pork wholeheartedly, "Yeah, it's delicious."

Tilting his head and looking at Mu Cang, Shui Miaomiao hesitated for a moment holding the lion's head in his hand, then put the lion's head into his bowl and smiled.

"Yeah, I really like it." After saying that, Shui Miaomiao put down his chopsticks, took the white porcelain jar away from Mu Cang, put it in front of himself, and also removed some meat and vegetables on the way.

"I heard from people downstairs that jujube paste cakes are also good, as well as mushrooms and broccoli, bean curd rolls, and vegetarian vegetable stew." After a few words, most of the meat dishes in front of Mu Cang were replaced by vegetarian pastries.

“I don’t know what taboos you have, little brother, so I just recommend them and don’t just pick them randomly.”

"I don't have any taboos." Mu Cang hesitated and picked up a piece of jujube cake.

If you want to stay in the world of gods and demons, you are destined to associate with those bloody and dirty things for the rest of your life.

Those things were too bloody, and he hadn't eaten hot food for a long time. The food would remind him of those disgusting things, so he would only eat some fruit when he was extremely hungry.

Mu Cang took a bite of the jujube cake, which was more acceptable than the braised pork.

Shui Miaomiao bit her chopsticks and stared at Mu Cang, feeling a little disappointed when she said, "Isn't this delicious?"

"No, it's delicious." Through the curtain, Mu Cang looked at Shui Miaomiao unscrupulously. Her every move with concern was in her eyes, and she finished the jujube cake in three strokes.

If there was Miaomiao in every meal, maybe he could get used to it, Mu Cang thought as he picked up another jujube cake.

Shui Miaomiao poked at the lion's head of the bowl. It was too big. She had just eaten three pieces of braised pork in one go. Although the taste was fragrant, the meat was smooth and tender and melted in her mouth.

But Shui Miaomiao doesn't eat it often, and she's a little tired of the three pieces.

But what has the little brother been through? Can't he avoid eating meat?Is there any injury that hasn't healed yet?Can you ask yourself?But seeing how cautious her little brother was when eating, Shui Miaomiao didn't know how to ask.

She is not someone who likes to get to the bottom of everything, she probably isn't, but now she urgently wants to know where her little brother has been and what he is doing these days.

The lion's head was almost poked into the flesh.

Mu Cang glanced sideways and picked up a crystal bag.

I wanted to put it on Shui Miaomiao's plate. I once thought that Shui Miaomiao was in a daze, watching a crystal bag fall in front of her eyes, and bit it without thinking.

Biting her chopsticks, Shui Miaomiao forgot to let go.

Glancing at the little brother, he couldn't see anything with the curtain, but he seemed to hear a chuckle, which diluted the silence at the dinner table.

That's all. Shui Miaomiao ate the crystal bag and put down her chopsticks. She pushed the meat in front of her further and propped it on the table. "Brother, I fainted that day. What happened next?"

"It's nothing, just, the master is here." From the beginning to the end of the giant python's attack, An Jue Lao Tong came out, and he didn't want to say more.

After finishing a plate of jujube paste cakes without knowing the taste, Mu Cang turned to the breast rolls on the side, wanting to return to being a normal ordinary person. He had to get used to it.

This double breast roll is sour and sweet. Mu Cang would like it as he looked at Shui Miaomiao who was playing with her hair.

"Ah~~" Shui Miaomiao opened her mouth, and Mu Cang's hands holding her breasts paused in the air. He used to be fed by Miaomiao, but now it's the other way around.

"This is delicious!" The refreshing sweet and sour taste made Shui Miaomiao's eyes light up.

After the question he asked was answered perfunctorily by Mu Cang, Shui Miaomiao, who was a little frustrated, recovered instantly. If he couldn't ask directly, he asked indirectly.

"Little brother, what do you like to eat?"

"Brother, have you been to Yancheng?"

"Little brother, what is your current level of cultivation?"

"Little brother, is your master scary? My master is not very scary, just not common..."

Whenever Mu Cang didn't want to answer or couldn't answer, Mu Cang would put a piece of pastry in Shui Miaomiao's mouth to block her mouth. Later, Shui Miaomiao's foodie attribute was fed out by Mu Cang.

"I want that heart roll."

"Would you like honey soup?"

"Yeah." Shui Miaomiao nodded as she nibbled on the Liu Xin Bao in her hand.

The table of meat dishes was almost untouched, but a few plates of vegetarian dishes and pastries were empty.

Shui Miaomiao took the soup that Mu Cang brought. She didn't know what kind of container the soup was in. It was still hot and it felt a little hot to the mouth.

Mu Cang looked at Shui Miaomiao, who was drinking soup in small sips, with an undisguised smile under the curtain.

Mu Cang raised his hand and reached into Shui Miaomiao's hair.

Sensing Mu Cang's movements and not knowing what he was going to do, Shui Miaomiao held the bowl and moved forward, avoiding Mu Cang's hand.

Does he want to touch his head?Not so good!
Mu Cang didn't seem to be embarrassed after being dodged by Shui Miaomiao, and his hands were still hooked.

Shui Miaomiao frowned.

"Don't look back." Mu Cang shouted, but it was too late.

Eye to eye with a bee, at least that's what Shui Miaomiao thought. As soon as the soup bowl was loosened in his hand, Shui Miaomiao stood up without hesitation and wanted to leave.

Knowing that Shui Miaomiao was afraid of these insects, she obviously wanted to get rid of them quietly, but how could she end up like this?

I don't know if it was due to the scent of honey soup on her body, but the bees were not scared away by Shui Miaomiao's aggressive behavior, but instead became more aggressive.

"Don't come over." Shui Miaomiao was about to cry, leaning almost entirely on Mu Cang's body.

Mu Cang took a chopstick and flew towards the bee, which was nailed to the far wall.

Shui Miaomiao was relieved, but still a little scared.

"Shui Miaomiao?" Jiuchengqiu, who was passing by, heard the screams coming from upstairs and looked up.

Shui Miaomiao's eyes were slightly red, and behind him was a man wearing a curtain who didn't distinguish between good and bad.

Shui Miaomiao, who was still mentally unsteady, shifted her attention and happened to catch sight of Nine Vengeance downstairs. She immediately shouted loudly and waved her hands outside the railing.

Mu Cang was afraid that Shui Miaomiao would fall, so he hurriedly helped Shui Miaomiao's arm.

Jiuchengqiu, who had just been instilled with a lot of negative emotions at An Jue Lao's house, looked at the scene upstairs, and it looked too much like Shui Miaomiao being coerced by someone.

After meeting Mr. An Jue, Jiuzhongqiu took off the knife from his back and carried it in his hand. At this moment, Jiuzhongqiu really wanted to slash him with the knife.

But soon, after Shui Miaomiao stood firm and held onto the railing, Mu Cang let go of his hand.

"Nine-fold revenge, why are you in such a daze? Come up here! I'm almost scared to death when the player suddenly disappears! Cough, cough, cough." He was so excited that he choked on his saliva.

After pouring a cup of tea and handing it to Shui Miaomiao, Mu Cang looked at Jiuchengqiu downstairs and asked, "Your friend?"

"Well, we are just looking for him." Shui Miaomiao refused the tea offered by Mu Cang, brushed his sleeves and glanced at Mu Cang and said, "He will come up in a while, don't stop me, I will beat him to death." !”

Mu Cang looked at the Nine Chou who appeared at the top of the stairs and drank tea silently. .

Why do I have to stop you? I'm not familiar with him. Just fight him. If he is really beaten to death, no matter what An Jue Lao is planning, it will be in vain!
To be honest, if Jiucheng Qiu and Miaomiao were on good terms, then what An Jue Lao did would involve Miaomiao, and Mu Cang would suddenly feel bad.

Staring at Jiuchengqiu walking over, I didn't like it when I was looking at it from upstairs, and now it's even more unpleasant when I walk in.

(End of this chapter)