"But I really don't know what to do at the ceremony......

"It's fine!"

Hearing that Feng Qianqian's heart softened, Qiu Dingzhou immediately took over the conversation, "There is still half a month, I can teach you!" ”

The corners of Feng Qianqian's mouth twitched, this Qiu Dingzhou is waiting for her to relax!

When he was hesitating, he saw a small window being pushed open suddenly, and in the next second, the sloppy old man Mo rubbed his nose, and his eyes instantly fixed on the snacks on the table.

"You rebel! If there is something delicious, it is not called a teacher! As he spoke, Old Man Mo had already jumped in, picked up a bunch of grapes and put it in his mouth.

Feng Qianqian looked at the elusive old man Mo and was about to speak, when she heard Qiu Dingzhou speak helplessly.

"Master, don't make trouble, I didn't buy it, don't move, I'll take you to the restaurant later, okay?"

Feng Qianqian: "......"

"What do you call him?"

Qiu Dingzhou replied for some reason. "Master, this is my Master!"

Feng Qianqian swallowed her saliva with difficulty, she never thought that this bad old man was actually the master of the dynasty, Nima, didn't you say that there is nothing to teach except hand speed? He can teach a national teacher, and he still hides secrets from her!

"You put it down for me! Don't eat it! Feng Qianqian immediately snatched the grapes from Old Man Mo's hand, and looked at Old Man Mo with a blank and innocent face.

Qiu Dingzhou stepped forward to persuade him, "Fellow Daoists, forgive me......"

"Oops! You're here, Boss! Old Man Mo looked at Qiu Dingzhou with some surprise, "Why are you here?" ”

"I've always ......"

Qiu Dingzhou just wanted to explain, but suddenly found that something seemed wrong.

"Master, didn't you see me just now?" If you don't see his words, who is called a rebel?

Suddenly thinking of the Taoist friend he had just said, Qiu Dingzhou looked at Feng Qianqian in disbelief, only to see Feng Qianqian looking at the two of them with a gloomy face.

Old man Mo also suddenly realized, "Yes, I haven't introduced you to each other yet, why did you come here!" ”

He looked at Feng Qianqian flatteringly, pointed at Qiu Dingzhou and said, "Girl, this is your senior brother, being a national teacher, amazing!" ”

After speaking, he watched Qiu Dingzhou ostentatiously introduce Feng Qianqian.

"This is my closed disciple, your little junior sister, a good hand at playing mahjong, sweeping Fang Yuan City, the cold-blooded God of Wealth will not let go!"

Feng Qianqian's face turned dark and dark, don't say it, okay? Is there a comparison between playing mahjong and being a national teacher?

Qiu Dingzhou's mouth opened and opened, and he looked at Feng Qianqian with an extremely mysterious look, and after a while, he wailed

"Little junior sister, you can help me!"

Feng Qianqian was speechless and choked: "Shut up!" ”

She doesn't have a big brother of such an age!

Old man Mo took advantage of the chaos to pick up another piece of candied fruit and watched the show while eating it with relish, "Girl, what's going on?" ”

Without waiting for Feng Qianqian to answer, Qiu Dingzhou hurriedly asked for help, "Master, you persuade the little junior sister to help me serve as this year's ceremony!" ”

Hearing this, Old Man Mo nodded as if he didn't understand, and after swallowing a mouthful of preserved fruit, he raised his eyes and looked at Feng Qianqian:

"Girl, this can be had! Didn't that Feng Yueyan choose some saint? If you go to the sacrifice, you will directly lead a thunderbolt down to kill her, so that she will always bounce to trouble you! ”

Feng Qianqian: "......"

Old man Mo waved his hand and said, "Hahaha, I'm joking, the Autumn Festival is a tradition in Qingzeguo, although the Autumn Prayer Saintess has been given other meanings by the royal family, but we cultivators serve as priests and show the will of the gods, and there should be festivals, and it is a good thing for you to serve as a sacrifice, and support you for the teacher!" ”

Qiu Dingzhou was a little shocked when he saw his master so serious, but he immediately looked at Feng Qianqian.

"Little junior sister, how is it? Help! ”