Ling Motang raised his voice, his peach blossom eyes widened, and he immediately retorted: "Just kidding, what love am I asking for, I'm not a big peacock with the screen open, what love am I asking for?" The index finger crossed his lips, and his tone was righteous and stern: "I am dealing with it calmly and carrying out normal interests with Shen Yuan." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Actually, this is true, looking at the essence through the phenomenon, the essence of her and Shen Yuan is nothing more than the word "interests".

She wanted to become stronger, and Shen Yuan provided her with conditions.

Shen Yuan wanted to take revenge on the Ling family, so she became stronger, allowing Shen Yuan to taste the pleasure of destruction.

"I don't know what your head thinks." Qin Xue poked Ling Motang's head with her finger: "This matter has to be changed to someone else, but it doesn't matter where you want to expect Ai Ai, you don't have anything to do, but you are more energetic." ”

"I call it turning grief and anger into strength." Ling Motang pursed his lips and smiled, his peach blossom eyes blinked with great charm, and he stretched out his left hand: "Uncle Shi walks slowly." "Bow and send off.

Qin Xue shook her head: "I'm relieved to see you so alive, let's go, Su Zhuohua has been in retreat recently, you can all go to my place to rest." ”

"Okay." Ling Motang bowed to Qin Xueer.

It wasn't until Qin Xue left that Ling Motang raised his head and breathed a sigh of relief: if he kept pretending to be heartless and heartless, he would be deceived by himself, he really thought that he could live a life.

I really miss Yu Wanyin, every time she encounters something and pretends to be nothing, Yu Wanyin is the most sensitive to perceive, and shows her tenderness that she has never shown before.

I don't know, how is Yu Wanyin now, Tianyi City is goodbye, this person hasn't been able to transmit the sound to her until now, is he still angry?

Would Yu Wanyin think that she Ling Motang made a deal with Jing Yuheng and sent her away in order to get her father's whereabouts?

In fact, this is not the case, although she wants to know her father's whereabouts, but more importantly, she wants to protect Yu Wanyin. Following her will only be dangerous.

Father?

She was so persistent in finding her father's whereabouts, she just wanted to know whether her father was dead or alive, and if she died, she would be able to rebuild Jiuli, so she built an ancestral hall in Jiuli, and put her father's tablet with her mother.

If her father hadn't died, then she would have asked the man: Where have you been all these years? And tell him, "You are not worthy to be a son, a husband, or a father."

If there is any motivation that makes Ling Motang want to become stronger, it is to rebuild Jiuli, find the murderer to take revenge, and find his father.

As for what kind of love and love, she probably doesn't have the qualifications to feel it.

If you can't save your life, how can you talk about the love of your children?

The sun was falling behind her, and the snow on the wall gave off a cold air.

She patted the dust on her body, washed her hands, went back to the house, fetched a jar full of caustic soda and refined salt and vinegar, and went to the cafeteria.

She promised Uncle Song to give him a portion of caustic soda, salt and vinegar, and now she is going to catch up with Uncle Song and then come back with a cauldron.

By the way, I have to go to the Shenzhu tonight to bury Mu Feng's bones with Bai Ziyu, after such a long time, the guards of the Shenzhu should have relaxed their vigilance, and she can act when the shift changes.

After solving the matter of Mu Feng, it is also a trivial matter, which can be somewhat easier.

Song Bo saw Ling Motang coming over with a jar from afar, with novelty on his face, and beckoned to Ling Motang: "You are fast enough." ”

"I'm not afraid you're in a hurry." Ling Motang entered the room, put the three jars on the long table, and explained: "This bottle is filled with caustic soda, you can use it to steam steamed buns tomorrow to try, I guarantee that the fermentation is faster and the taste is better, this jar is smaller, only a little salt, it can be used for about two days, you can compare the salt I make and the salt I usually use." And this one is vinegar, you smell it. "Since the extraction of caustic soda, a key substance, it is no longer a problem to make salt and vinegar.

"Two days?" Song Bo was a little dissatisfied.

Ling Motang crossed Erlang's legs: "I have been deploying the amount for a long time in the past two days, and I have failed many times, it is not easy to refine so much, and you won't let me enter the alchemy room." ”

She said that Song Bo directly ignored the grievances.

Song Bo pinched a little salt with his fingers, tasted it on the tip of his tongue, and his eyes immediately lit up: "How do you refine this salt?" "The taste is pure, there is no bitterness, and the salt is delicate.

Ling Motang smiled silently, and motioned to Uncle Song to open the jar containing vinegar, as soon as the vinegar jar was opened, the rich aroma of vinegar filled the air, and Uncle Song took a few deep breaths: "This vinegar is also very pure, the taste is not irritating, it is really good." "Nonsense, of course it's good, in this era, the vinegar they make is rice vinegar, there are too many impurities, the taste is impure and the natural taste is not good, but the raw materials of the vinegar she refines are all reasonably calculated and specially filtered, and the taste is clearly two grades.

"How do you do that?" Song Bo asked again, it was only less than half a month, I thought that this girl was just an excuse to be lazy, but I didn't expect her to really be able to do it.

"Trade Secrets." Ling Motang whispered, his expression mysterious: "Keep it secret." ”

"I also handed over this goods, Uncle Song, I want to use the alchemy room, you can help me talk to the elders." Ling Motang's gaze stayed on the big black pot on the stove.

This pot is good, the capacity is quite large, and it should be able to hold a lot of wine for refining.

Song Bohu was suspicious, and glanced at Ling Motang: "Haven't you already practiced your sense of qi, you still spend less time on these side doors, people who cultivate immortals shouldn't pay attention to appetite, what you do is dispensable." ”

Ling Motang really wanted to kneel for the old fox Song Bo, obviously with an excited and curious face, but he pretended that I didn't care.

"It's okay, Uncle Song doesn't want to be accommodating." Ling Motang's expression was regretful: "Then can I take a cauldron from you and go back?" ”

Song Bo was also impressed by Ling Motang's speed in changing the topic, and his beard blew his eyes and glared: "What do you want to do in the pot, Ling Motang, look at your cultivation to practice the third layer of qi, if you don't put your mind on qi training, I see how you enter the inner door, don't you still have a gambling contract with Su Yatou, and don't spend more time cultivating." "Today, as soon as Ling Motang entered the house, Song Bo found that Ling Motang had entered the third layer of Qi Training, which actually surprised him.

In the past, I felt that Ling Motang was really smart, and it was a pity that he couldn't practice his sense of qi, but now it's different, although it takes a long time to practice his sense of qi, at least he has practiced his sense of qi, and he has also entered the third layer of qi training.

Since you have cultivated your sense of qi, you should concentrate on cultivating, but this girl also spends her mind on making these spices, which really makes Song Bo a little hated that iron is not steel.

How many people are racing against time for cultivation, but she is still not in a hurry and is at ease.