"It's good if you don't have it, carry these two things away, and clean up the blood on the ground. ”

Dropping these words, Ning Cheng returned to the house.

Dozens of young people glanced at each other, and only then did they breathe a sigh of relief in their hearts, and one young man fell to the ground and knocked down a broom.

"Smack"

The nerves of the group tensed suddenly, and they looked nervously at the door.

Ning Cheng pushed open the window and glanced at it: "If you make a little more noise, you will bear the consequences!"

With that, he closed the window, walked to the kitchen, took out the cutting board and the newly bought vegetables, and slowly cut them.

Click

The sound of chopping vegetables sounded, and the young man, who had knocked down the broom, sat down on the ground, gasping for air.

The young people glanced at each other, and several people carried Sun Jiang and Xi Lao away, while the rest of them looked at the blood stains on the ground, a little dazed.

There were brooms and mops by the courtyard wall, and they hesitated.

To take it? or not to take it?

A young man's gaze wandered back and forth between the cleaning tools and the door dozens of times.

lowered his voice: "With clothes." ”

They took off their coats to protect them from the cold and carefully cleaned the blood from the ground.

The cold wind made the group shiver.

But they all gritted their teeth, not daring to make a sound.

"If you clean it up, check it again. ”

A young man lowered his voice and asked his companion.

"Keep your eyes bright and look closely. ”

Before the group could move, a scent came from the kitchen.

Coo-goo-goo......

After following Ning Cheng for an afternoon, where do they have time to eat?

Now I can't be hungry, so I can only endure the hunger in my stomach and check it carefully.

But the scent tickled their nerves, and they couldn't live for a moment.

"Ning Cheng, I'm coming to see you again!"

"What are you cooking, so fragrant. ”

"Eh, why are there so many people in this courtyard? so many people are cleaning, cultivators are just different!"

The fat man walked to the gate of the courtyard, looked at the group of people, as if he remembered something, put down the gift he had brought in his hand, took out a small notebook, and wrote a paragraph with a brush:

Loved a group of people to help him clean up the yard.

After writing down this sentence, the fat man nodded with satisfaction, put away the small notebook, walked in with a salute, and did not forget to greet these people.

"Master Huang, you are also here to learn art? Last time, I saw you perform flying knife cutting tofu, but it opened my eyes. ”

"Yo, isn't this Master Zhang, I can see the long sword clearly last time, and you can teach me next time." ”

"Ning Jun, my God, didn't you say you were going back to Tianshan, why are you still in Huacheng?"

……

When a person looked at it, the more frightened the fat man became.

Although these people are not as good as Ning Cheng, they all have real kung fu!

And these people listened to the fat man's words, but they couldn't say it.

Fat people are famous for liking cultivators, and after they know about it, they go to his house to eat and drink when they have time, which is much more nourishing than in the demon hunter organization, but they didn't expect to meet today, and the image they have created over the years collapsed in an instant.

After a closer look, the fat man slapped his head and shouted, "Damn!

He hurriedly took out a small notebook and added another sentence after the previous sentence: At least a cultivator can clean Ning Cheng's house.

Without waiting for the fat man to come to any more laughable conclusions, Ning Cheng pushed open the door and said angrily: "You get in for me, be quiet!"

"Oooh!"

The fat man agreed again and again, and scribbled down a paragraph: I like to be quiet.

Walking into the house with a large bag of gifts, the fat man was full of smiles: "Brother Ning, I haven't seen you for a long time, I think you are panicking, so I bought some gifts and came over." ”

"I'm going to tell Yan'er to get up and eat. ”

Dropping this sentence, Ning Cheng ignored the fat man and went to the bedroom to wake up Yan'er, and then took Yan'er out.

It's only seven o'clock in the afternoon, but you can't let Yan'er sleep too long, otherwise you won't be able to sleep at night, which is not good for your health.

"Fat uncle. ”

Yan'er hadn't woken up yet, rubbing her eyes and greeting the fat man.

"Huh!"

The fat man's face was about to laugh, and he hurriedly approached Yan'er: "Yan'er, do you miss your uncle? Uncle brought you a lot of snacks." ”

As he spoke, he was about to go to his bag to get snacks, when Ning Cheng glared at him.

The fat man understood, and hurriedly stopped his movements: "Yan'er will eat first, wait for Uncle to conjure up snacks for you." ”

"Good!"

Yan'er put her arms around Ning Cheng's neck: "Dad accompanied me to watch my uncle do magic." ”

Ning Cheng really couldn't do anything about this daughter, so he had to nod: "Eat first." ”

Putting Yan'er on the stool, Ning Cheng said to the fat man: "Have you had dinner, the rice has been cooked too much, or let's eat together." ”

The fat man touched his belly, and he screamed angrily.

In the afternoon, he was busy picking out gifts, where did he have time to eat?

Ning Cheng smiled.

"Sit down. ”

Go to the pot and put out the meat porridge, the fat man has a big bowl, Yan'er has a bowl, and he only serves a small bowl.

Nine hundred years later, he was tired of all kinds of delicious food, and he didn't need much food because he had the spirit to nourish his body.

Looking at the bowl full of rice, the fat man was so moved.

Every time he invites those masters to dinner, where is the reason for them to invite themselves?

Moreover, although this meat porridge is not on the table, the taste is really fragrant, and it immediately arouses his cravings.

"Brother Ning, this ...... How to thank you for this. ”

"Don't talk when eating. ”

Yan'er slapped the table and brought out the rules that her father had taught her in the past few days, looking like a little adult.

Ning Cheng smiled and shook his head.

The fat man nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, listen to Yan'er." ”

A bowl of rice is in the stomach, and the fat man is sweating profusely after eating, and he is comfortable.

And a group of people outside the house also walked about the same, only two people stood far away, discussing.

Zhou Wen said: "Zhao Shanqing, what do you think of my suggestion." ”

"I think the same as you, if you want to learn real kung fu, you can't always carry that kind of place. ”

After a pause, Zhao Shanqing added: "But, will he accept us as apprentices?"

Zhou Wen hurriedly said: "It's better than staying in the demon hunters, do you see how much stronger they are than us?" Moreover, I think we can start with that fat man, he seems to have a good relationship with Ning Cheng. ”

"Okay, listen to you. ”

After eating, Ning Cheng hugged Yan'er and watched the fat man perform magic alone.

The fat man said to Yan'er: "Yan'er, look, there's nothing on this table, right." ”

"Hmm!"

Yan'er nodded excitedly.

I used to watch magic tricks on TV, but where have I seen them in reality? I was aroused by the fat man for a while.

But where can the fat man do magic? He was just quick to talk, and he didn't expect to dig such a big hole for himself.

Just when he was extremely embarrassed, Ning Cheng chuckled lightly and passed a sentence to the fat man with a divine thought:

"Let her close her eyes, and you will take the opportunity to take things out. ”

With Ning Cheng's guidance, the fat man patted his brain, and looked at Ning Cheng with a little more gratitude in his eyes.

But he didn't know that Ning Cheng didn't mean to solve his problem, but because Yan'er wanted to see magic and didn't want her to ruin her fun.