Getting stronger starts with owning the system

"My anorexia, it's getting better." Even though Anto said so, he still cherished the small porcelain bottle, his heart warmed a little, and the corners of his mouth smiled again.

"Which expert ruled?" An Qixuan asked unexpectedly.

"The town, the shopkeeper of Qingyuan Inn."

She paused, turned and left, dressed in a handsome Taoist robe fluttering, and the painted crane seemed to be alive, "It should be so, then I really have to thank this person."

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After paying homage to the parents, except for a small accident-the carriage that was speeding by on the way, splashed with sewage and dirty clothes, Yun Fan and Li Weirou returned to the inn safely.

The inn does not open for business today, but it suffers from the customers who linger in the taste of egg fried rice.

They gathered in front of the inn, a large swath of crows, looking forward to it, sincerely wishing that the door of the inn opened, the cheeky and a little bit awkward face appeared, and said to them: "Guest, please come inside. what!"

But Yun Fan is determined not to make money today, and he has written a notice in advance: The owner has a funeral and will be closed for one day.

Not only is he not in business, he has not eaten a grain of rice or drank a drop of water since today.

After taking a bath and changing clothes, he stayed alone in the bedroom in a daze.

But even if some stubborn customers saw the notice, they still shrank their heads and stood in the cold wind, shivering and unwilling to leave.

"It's too exaggerated. Why do I eat Uncle Mu's meals every day, but I just feel delicious, and I have never had symptoms like their addiction?"

Seeing this scene, Yang Shuxue shook her head silently, puzzled.

After a long time, seeing that the inn never opened, some customers also gave up, planning to come back tomorrow morning to eat the egg fried rice that they always remembered.

The waiting crowd gradually became thinner and the sun was fading away.

At dusk, the orange-red sunset was falling from the window, and Yun Fan stepped on the afterglow of the setting sun to walk down the stairs. After he came back, he kept his eyelids twitching.

I want to discuss with Mu Cangxun, but I don't know where the chef has gone. There is no shadow in the entire inn.

He had no choice but to sit in the lobby, watching how Yang Shuxue played happily with Xiao Huangji.

The girl was holding a chopstick, like a cat's stick, teasing Huang Ji, who is already fat round and indistinguishable from a hair ball, jumping up and down, rushing left and right, rolling in place, showing a stupid attitude .

Yun Fan stared at Xiao Huang Ji, because he was the owner of this pet, even if he didn't use the Ma Yi Wang Qi technique, he could still see Xiao Huang Ji's attributes.

"The pinnacle of Enlightenment and Wisdom Realm? I'll drop a deed, you chubby thing, you have eaten and slept all day long, and you have eaten, so you can improve your realm?" He was very helpless, and he was so diligent in his practice that he almost lost his opponent. In this way, we can enter the perceptual state and deeply feel the injustice of good fortune.

Xiao Huang Ji: o Ji!

Yun Fan glanced at Yang Shuxue in confusion: "Under the translation."

Yang Shuxue held her fragrant cheek in her hand, turned her head and smiled: "It says you are stupid and blame me for being smart?"

"Oh, you are so fat, believe it or not, I stripped your hair out in minutes and threw it into the pot to make soup!" Yun Fan widened his eyes, making King Kong look angry.

"Don't be afraid of velvet, sister will protect you!"

Responding to Yun Fan's words, Yang Shuxue lifted Xiao Huang Ji to her chest, like a darling.

"Rongrong? When did you pick your name."

"I've always called it that, it's fluffy, what an image!" The girl grinned, revealing her white teeth.

The whole body of that plump Huang Ji was stuffed into the girl's plump and soft chest, and it was perfectly embedded with the peaks. His expression was so uncomfortable, Yun Fan yelled.

"That's it, you are lucky today."

With Yang Shuxue's protection, Yun Fan could only say helplessly, after all, he couldn't get along with a woman, and it wouldn't sound good to spread it out.

At this moment, the door of the inn was suddenly knocked rudely from outside, and a familiar voice shouted arrogantly: "Yunfan, is the shopkeeper called Yunfan? Come out as soon as you are!" 1

This rough shout attracted the eyes of two people in the lobby. It was obvious that it was not like a customer calling the door.

And Yun Fan always felt that he had heard this voice. He asked Yang Shuxue to open the door, and saw a thin man dressed as a coachman standing arrogantly.

The posture was arrogant, with nostrils facing the sky, and never looked at people with straight eyes, as if people in this world were not worthy of his eyes.

"It's you?"

Yun Fan recognized this arrogant and domineering man at a glance, and said, "Why are you looking for me?"

The coachman was also a little surprised when he saw the faces of Yun Fan and Yang Shuxue, but still did not change his public expressions, and pointed his thumb outward, "Oh, I didn't think you were the shopkeeper of this shabby inn. What about a business today? nothing?"

He smiled as if he was a winner in life, "But you are lucky, and the crooked beat is curing my master's anorexia. My lady wants you to come and see her, go back and change your clothes quickly, and let me go."

Yun Fan frowned slightly, and immediately understood who owned the speeding carriage at the time, but saw that he did not move at all, but looked at Yang Shuxue who was listening carefully: "You heard what he said?"

Yang Shuxue nodded and smiled: "I heard it."

"Do you have any ideas?"

"It's so cool!" The girl raised her eyebrows and smiled. He didn't know the coachman, but after listening to the conversation between the two and adding the records that Li Weirou had left to him, he immediately understood who this person was before him.

It's just that she was inexplicably happy to see Yun Fan being insulted like a bitter haha.

As a result, he clapped his hands and slapped. With this crisp sound, Yun Fan couldn't help but roll his eyes and muttered, "Heh, woman, turn your elbow out."

"Just you, the unscrupulous shopkeeper, is it worth my akimbo for you?"

The two of you said something to me, arguing with each other, and they were very tacitly ignorant of the coachman and left him aside.

This has always relied on An Qixuan's identity as a defiant person, her neck flushed, and she shouted: "What are you still doing? My lady is so noble, she is from the fairy gate, she wants to see you, but you have cultivated for ten lifetimes. Fortunately, you hurry up and change your clothes without sincerity and fear, but what are you delaying by talking nonsense here!"

Yun Fan glanced at the coachman indifferently, stretched his waist, and disdainfully said: "You are just a horse-rider, where is the qualification to bark fiercely here, please inquire, I am worthy of An Zhenshou's uncle and nephew, your master I'm afraid I have to call my brother obediently when you see me, you scumbag dare to hold a chicken feather as a command arrow? Where do you come from? Where do you go! If you want to invite someone, let her send someone to respectfully hand over the invitation please !"

"Shu Xue, see off!"

"You know!" Yang Shuxue yelled, kicked out abruptly in the air, kicked the coachman a long distance, and turned several somersaults on the ground.

Immediately, a mocking expression evoked at the corner of the girl's mouth, and the sharp ponytail flicked and closed the door heavily.