Chapter 132: The Mirror of Rumors

Lin Ping'an listened to his granddaughter's cry and looked over here, and was also shocked by the beauty of this prosperous world, but the old man's mentality was relatively calm, and he quickly came back to his senses. He Durong's eyes were full of ridicule, and he gave him a thumbs up without a trace.

And Lin Zhu, who was close, couldn't help but ask curiously: "Brother Durong, where did you find such a beautiful sister, is it your partner now?"

This series of questions made the ruddy on Yang Lanxi's face deeper.

"Tsk, you little girl knows something, don't chew the root of your tongue here, I don't have this kind of blessing to have such a fairy Taoist. Du Rong stopped her momentum of continuing to ask, walked over and took the two steamers she brought with both hands, and turned around and put them on the table.

Lin Zhu also sat next to the two of them, and the steaming heat rose from the cracks in the top of the bamboo net. When the lid of the cage was lifted, I saw red and white pastries in the cage, about four inches long, and half a finger wide and thick.

The top is also sprinkled with the powder after the dried osmanthus is crushed, the rice is fragrant and sweet, and the combination exudes a refreshing fragrance, and the index finger is moved when you smell it.

Pushing a pastry in front of Yang Lanxi, Du Rong said softly: "Come, hurry up and taste it, this taste is not half a point inferior to the sweetheart crisp in Yunyi City." ”

picked up the chopsticks in his hand and was about to clip them down, but he saw Lin Zhu holding her chin with both hands on the side, looking at her with interest. smiled and asked, "Little girl, you haven't eaten at this point, sister, you have half of it." ”

"No, no. Grandpa is preparing to eat, and besides, I often smell this smell in the shop, so it's rare for my sister to come here and leave it to you. ”

Lin Zhu kept shaking his hands and shaking his head like a rattle, but his stomach was rumbling.

Yang Lanxi had a warm look in her eyes, and she didn't say much, she used chopsticks to clip the pastry in her hand in half, and then took apart her chopsticks and poked one of them directly into the cake, becoming the appearance of a bowl cake that had been magnified several times, and handed it over.

The little girl was in the process of growing her body, and it was normal for her to always feel hungry, and she still felt a little embarrassed, but she saw the woman who was like a warm sun smiling and stretched out half of the pastry to herself.

Even though it was her grandfather's forte, the glutinous rice used to make it had to be good, costly, and time-consuming.

It is usually made for the guests, and the little girl lives in the store and only smells a lot, so it is rare for the two to make some tooth sacrifices for themselves when they earn money.

"Thank you, Sister Fairy!"

Lin Zhu took the chopsticks poking at half of the cake and thanked him happily. Then he jumped back to the back room, ready to bring another chopstick. When he turned around, he saw Yang Lanxi gently shaking his hand to indicate that he didn't need it, so he sat next to his grandfather and ate slowly, shaking his head with his little head and looking at it quite delicious.

Retracting his gaze from the harmonious grandfather and grandson, he saw that there was only half a piece of cake left under the woman in front of him, and said with a smile: "If you miss this thing, there will be no store in this village, so let's take it."

This kind of delicacy will make people regret it in the future, so let's replace me with you. As he spoke, he was about to drop the things in front of the two of them.

His movements were blocked, and Yang Lanxi looked at him with a funny face and said, "I said if you have a quirk, why do you always like to eat things in other people's hands." Also, this pastry seems to be made by your idea, and I don't believe that you can have any insights into cooking with your clumsy appearance. ”

Du Rong was dumbfounded, remembering that when the two met for the first time, they did eat the shortbread she dropped on the ground, and they were powerless to refute it. It's just that he is full of confidence in this osmanthus cake. "You can try it and know if it's true or not, and if you wait until the pastry is cold and the taste gets worse, you have an excuse to blame me. ”

With a suspicious look, Yang Lanxi poked the remaining chopsticks on the cake, picked them up and tried to bite them.

Unexpectedly, this pastry was unusually flexible, and it was moved a distance of a few feet to break the bite part. And the entrance is sweet, full and chewy, and it is really a rare delicacy.

The good-looking eyes widened slightly, looking at Du Rong, but his insights on cooking skills surprised her a little.

Knowing what she was thinking, Du Rong just showed a natural expression, and pinched a piece in front of him and stuffed it into his mouth, but suddenly added a trace of sadness.

Tasting the familiar taste in his mouth, it is the taste of his hometown that he has almost forgotten after nearly twenty years of absence.

"Alright, it's time to get down to business. Yang Lanxi put down the single chopsticks in his hand, and there was a rare look of satisfaction on his face.

"Now that you have absorbed this immortal eternal heat, it means that it has become one with you, and the original violent energy can no longer be used as a reference.

Although the characteristics of the spiritual source will still be retained, and its power still depends on your own cultivation and the bonuses brought by the "Soul Melting Sutra", you must not be overpowered by this fire source. ”

Du Rong also knew about this question after reading the introduction on the appendix, and the other party nodded cautiously after giving it another instruction.

"As for how long it will take to revive the Thousand Illusion Manromu, I don't know exactly how long it will take, it can be as short as a few days, and as long as it may take months. In the meantime, I'll change my plate here, and you'll wait for me to inform you of everything. ”

Yang Lanxi said, with an extra object in his hand, which he put on the table and pushed it in front of Du Rong.

"This 'rumor mirror' is used for communication between you and me, and when you use it, you only need to put your divine consciousness into it, record the content you want to say, and it will naturally form a text and feed back to the surface. However, the text that appears is the kind seen in the Soul Fusion Sutra, so you still need to learn from the exercises I gave you. ”

Du Rong picked up the thing in front of him, only to see that it was made like a standard silver bar, and one of them was as smooth as a mirror. It's cold to start with, and it's quite textured, and this prop is the most advanced communication appliance in the world.

Fingertips played with this silver-bar-like object, and said half-jokingly: "You have given me this thing now, aren't you afraid that I will send a message from time to time to disturb you?"

"Don't be beautiful, the Divine Consciousness is the power of the origin of the use of it, and the distance of teleportation is directly proportional to the Divine Consciousness consumed, if I run away, your ability will not be able to teleport at all. And there are restrictions on use, and it can only be used once a month. Yang Lanxi said disapprehantly.

When the two of them were discussing the use of the spirit source in the future, it was nothing more than Yang Lanxi blindly explaining what he had seen and heard, and when Du Rong was just listening honestly, he suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked at the intersection at the entrance of the village.

At the same time, Yang Lanxi's recently removed white veil returned to her face again, and the faces of all beings who had been turned upside down disappeared again after a flash in the pan.

A group of four people, not very old, about twenty years old, were pacing from an official road.

The two of them were talking about something, but one of them looked like the person on his left was the leader, and the two behind him stood on the left and right, with the two in front of him looking at each other.

The pedestrians on this road are not curious in the past, but the voice of the person who spoke is too familiar, and even a little acute, I didn't expect to meet here after such a long time.

And the behavior of several people at this time is also the same as their father's desires back then.

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