Nuomi led Su Dingbang and a group of them to push the door in, and Ah Mei was still sitting behind the counter by the door, looking down at a dilapidated ledger. The room was very dim, so there were flickering lanterns hanging on the walls around it.

Under those flickering lights, Amei squinted very hard and looked at the numbers recorded on the notebook, revealing a very focused look.

The door panel of the restaurant was old and rusty, and it creaked when someone pushed the door in. It was when Amei heard such a noise that she lifted her head from the ledger.

"The guest officer needs?? Huh? Fairy? ”

Ah Mei was halfway through her words, and as soon as she raised her head, she recognized the glutinous rice from the middle of the crowd, and couldn't help but be stunned, and then showed an ecstatic expression, and suddenly jumped out from behind the counter. If it weren't for the glutinous rice still mixed in the crowd, she might have jumped in front of the glutinous rice in an instant and grabbed the glutinous rice's hand.

Xiao Jingyan was a person who had no good impression of her in the first place, but now when he saw her rushing towards Nuomi, he stopped Nuomi without a trace, blocking the road for her to run towards Nuomi.

Amei was already so happy that she was about to faint, and she didn't care about Xiao Jingyan's gaze when she looked down at her, she just looked at the glutinous rice with excitement, as if she really wanted to pounce on the glutinous rice.

Nuomi naturally knew what she was thinking, smiled at her, and nodded.

Ah Mei showed an expression of disbelief, screamed, and suddenly turned her head and ran back, running and shouting loudly, "Dad!" Father! Dad! ”

Xiao Jingyan couldn't help frowning again.

Of course, Ame is not the only one in this restaurant. Although it's not a meal, there are still a few people sitting in this restaurant. These people are also considered regular customers, and they know the situation at Amei's house, and they often come to this restaurant to patronize.

In their impression, Amei has always been well-behaved and sensible, very unsuitable for her age, and has always done things very measured.

The diners here had never met with Nuomi before, and when they saw such a group of monks blocking the front door, they thought something was happening, and they all stretched out their heads to look all the way to this side. If it weren't for the excitement rather than fear in Amei's screaming voice, they would have even wondered if someone had come to the door seeking revenge.

But even so, they still looked at the glutinous rice with some confusion.

Nuomi is a good-looking person, although she is a female cultivator, but because of the exercises she practiced, she didn't look like an evil cultivator. For a while, it won't make people think of a female devil like Lu Xianxian. On the contrary, Xiao Jingyan's face has been quite unsightly since he entered the restaurant, and when he saw Amei wanting to rush towards the glutinous rice, his face sank like the bottom of a pot. If it weren't for glutinous rice tugging at his sleeve on the side, he wouldn't know what to say.

Seeing him like this, Nuomi couldn't help but take advantage of Amei's turn to run away, and whispered to Xiao Jingyan, "Ah Xiao, what's wrong with you, your face is so scary." Isn't the girl just excited, but you have an expression like you're going to eat people, what are you going to do? ”

Xiao Jingyan glanced at Nuomi, as if he wanted to say something. However, after seeing Nuomi's slightly reproachful eyes, he simply stopped talking, and just twisted his head to the other side, looking like he didn't want to explain to Nuomi at all.

Nuomi didn't actually think about asking Xiao Jingyan to explain anything. Ever since Xiao Jingyan had doubts about Amei, Nuomi never thought that Xiao Jingyan could look at Amei with a normal heart. It's just that Xiao Jingyan, whom she knew before, is a very sleek person, no matter what happens, she will never put her attitude on her face so obviously.

In the past, when the two were still in the Miscellaneous Servants' Mansion, Xiao Jingyan even taught Nuomi a lesson, telling Nuomi not to put his emotions on his face too much. After all, not all the monks they faced outside had good intentions, there were always people with evil intentions, and if they leaked their feelings too much, they might offend someone, and it would not be good for them at all.

Obviously, he had educated glutinous rice like this at the beginning, but Xiao Jingyan himself still put that kind of guard on the surface so indifferently, and I don't know if it was because he was facing a secular mortal, so he didn't even want to cover it up.

Nuomi was also a little helpless when she saw Xiao Jingyan like this.

She naturally knew that Xiao Jingyan was worried that she would suffer a loss, but when she really saw Xiao Jingyan showing such an obvious look of vigilance and disgust, she felt that she was really a little sorry for Amei. If Ah Mei really didn't have any other thoughts at all, and Xiao Jingyan would definitely feel aggrieved when she looked at her like this.

If he hadn't brought Xiao Jingyan with him, maybe it would have been better.

However, Xiao Jingyan would not let Nuomi come to this immortal city alone no matter what. Especially after hearing that the mortals in this immortal city were very unruly, he was even more reluctant to let Nuomi come in alone. If it weren't for the glutinous rice to help take it, and to use the true yuan power to help dissolve the medicinal power, Xiao Jingyan even wanted to replace the glutinous rice and throw the elixir into Ah Mei's hands, so he turned around and left.

Su Dingbang and the others were a little stiff according to Xiao Jingyan's attitude with Nuomi, and they didn't know how to persuade them, so they just coughed lightly, reached out and pulled Xiao Jingyan's clothes, and signaled him to relax. The look on Xiao Jingyan's face faded a little, and he became expressionless.

Nuomi was about to sigh, but when she looked up, she saw a middle-aged man behind Ah Mei hurriedly running towards them.

The middle-aged man looked very similar to Ah Mei's face, but his head already had a white color, mixed with those black, making people think that he must be quite old. In addition, he was working in the back stove all the way, and his body was inevitably stained with the smell of oil smoke, and his clothes were also patched. Although it was barely neat, the sleeves that had not had time to be lowered from his arms still had stellar traces of oil, which made people see the hardships of his life.

When he walked, his right leg was dragging on the ground, and he appeared to be limping, and his walking posture was very wet and funny.

"Immortal, is there a fairy who can cure my daughter-in-law?"

The middle-aged man who followed Ah Mei was full of excitement, with a hint of passionate flushing on his face, glanced between the crowds, and immediately saw the female cultivator Nuomi.

Previously, after Nuomi left, Amei had mentioned this matter to him. It's just that he has found too many doctors in Langzhong to help his daughter-in-law see a doctor, and no one has ever said that his daughter-in-law was poisoned. Although Ah Mei repeatedly emphasized that it was a good-looking fairy, the fairy gave her the elixir, and even promised to help find the fairy grass that could make Niang Hui come over, but he still didn't take this matter too seriously.

He has experienced too much sophistication and perfunctory.

Those who can live in this immortal city still have immortal fate in the end. There used to be monks in their family, and even in his current generation, there is also a distant cousin who has the potential to cultivate immortals, joined a small sect, and is concentrating on cultivation in that sect.

At the beginning, for the sake of his daughter-in-law's illness, he even had the cheekiness to beg to go to the distant relative. He invited so many Lang Zhong to see his daughter-in-law, but his husband never saw that there was anything wrong with his daughter-in-law, and he had long suspected that his daughter-in-law was suffering from an unusual disease.

At the beginning, probably because of his face, the distant relative promised to take care of his daughter-in-law, and waited for the news, and finally found him a fairy medicine to restore his daughter-in-law.

He was almost desperate at that time, and when he heard the distant relative say this, he believed it so much that he no longer took his daughter-in-law to look for Langzhong, but took her home and took care of her, waiting for the distant relative to appear.

But he waited a day, two days; January, February.

waited until his daughter-in-law fell into a coma, but he still couldn't wait for the distant relative's words to come to the elixir.

The distant relative said very nicely at the beginning, boasting that he was an important inner disciple of that sect, and as long as he opened his mouth, he would definitely be able to help him ask for the elixir. Unexpectedly, when he went to the door, the distant relative didn't even want to meet him at all, but just locked him out of the door and let him stand in vain for a long time under the mountain of the Immortal Cultivation Sect.

It was at that time that his right leg fell and suffered frostbite.

When he stood stupidly like that, he still wondered if the distant relative could be busy with something important. Until a monk guarding the mountain gate couldn't stand it anymore, and quietly told him that the distant relative was actually in the sect all the way, just busy wishing a certain immortal to celebrate his birthday, and was preparing a congratulatory gift.

He returned home in despair, but only his daughter-in-law and little girl who had fallen into a deep sleep were left at home.

From then on, he learned that he couldn't take these things too seriously.

He also thought that the fairy who Amei asked for help this time also completely left the matter behind, and when Amei ran to the stove to tell him that the fairy was back, he couldn't even react. He always thought that in this world, there would be no monk who took the affairs of others to heart. (To be continued.)