Mo Fan: "!!?"

"Wife godfather?" Mo Fan asked, "Senior, have you developed feelings for the souls of the dead?!"

"Pretty much. Yan Yan smiled shyly and said: "In the vast sea of 'people', I found the godfather who raised me when I was young, that is, the old beggar I told you, as for my wife, she is naturally a young lady from a big family!"

The love of people and ghosts is not over.

This was Mo Fan's inner thoughts, but he was not speechless, but happily congratulated the other party, "Senior Yanyan, then you are not lonely here!"

Yan Yan nodded happily: "With them, I can be much better off in this place." ”

Mo Fan nodded, since the other party has a partner again, it should not be a nervous breakdown and die, so they said goodbye to each other, and he and Yi planned to leave.

Before leaving, Yi walked up to Yan Yan and slapped his shoulder with his right hand, and the other party fell to the ground in an instant.

Mo Fan: "!!"

Why did they start a fight when they didn't agree with each other? Ahh

"Lord Tiandao, why are you?" Yan Yan was stunned by this sudden beat, the other party didn't use much strength, just a sudden force to suppress him.

"Help you improve your physique. Yi said coldly: "You can touch the soul of the dead now, this can be regarded as a little hard money I gave you, in addition, if you want to go out in the future, or if you want to ask me to help you in the outside world, you just need to shout three heavenly daos, of course, I will also come over from time to time to send you some materials from the human world, you should work here." ”

After saying so much, Yan Yanzhi heard the other party's first sentence clearly, and he could touch the soul of the dead! Doesn't this mean that he and his wife can get in touch like a normal person!!

He hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed to Yi, saying that he would complete the task well.

Yi didn't speak, although she had wisdom and emotion, she also had the pride of being a heavenly dao, Yan Yan was her people, and she should kneel down to thank herself, and she didn't need to be supported like Mo Fan before, and the level was different.

Mo Fan said goodbye to Yan Yan at the end, and then followed Yi back to the human world.

"Well, this is here?" Mo Fan looked at the city in the distance and the rising sun, and was stunned for a moment, and then reflected.

Hitchhiker straight back?

"I'll send you here, and then you can go in alone. Yi said.

"Don't worry!" Mo Fan hurriedly stopped the other party.

"Anything else?" Yi asked, turning his head to ask, his eyes looking more and more like a human.

Mo Fan smiled and said, "You did me so much, I'll treat you to a meal." ”

"Eat?" Yi was stunned for a moment, remembering that Tiandao on Mo Fan's side would eat in addition to watching dramas.

Mo Fan nodded, smiled, and said, "Let's go, I think you don't know what the taste feels like." ”

After that, he stretched out a hand to the other party, of course, he didn't want to be crooked, he purely regarded the other party as a sister, Xiao Qi treated it the same, and stretched out his hand in the hope that the other party could give a clear attitude.

Yi hesitated for the first time in his history, then nodded and put his right hand on Mo Fan's broad hand.

Mo Fan smiled slightly, subconsciously focused on her bare feet, and asked, "Why don't you wear shoes?" Do you want me to give you a pair, another world, it's very beautiful!"

Yi felt the other party's concern, groaned for a while, and said: "I feel more solid on the ground, so I don't wear shoes, but if you want to give it to me, then send it." ”

Mo Fan smiled slightly, and immediately took out various styles of women's shoes from the storage space to Yi, Mo Fan's storage space has everything, except for his clothes, Qian Yuxi, Xiao Qi, He Shanshan Mo Qingxue and other people's clothes He has prepared, Yi and Xiao Qi's size is about the same, so you can just send a batch to the other party.

I didn't take Yi to the inn where I lived before to eat, for no other reason, the shopkeeper was too enthusiastic, he had no reason to answer the other party's questions, he came back only a day later, and the shopkeeper thought he was cowardly, and he turned back halfway, although this is nothing, Danba said the facts to the other party, and he may not believe it.

Because it was just dawn, few shops on the street were open, but the small vendors got up early, Mo Fan saw a breakfast stall from a distance, he turned his head and asked the girl if she had breakfast on the street, and after getting the promised reply, he took her over.

The breakfast stall is not large, two tables, eight benches, the table is not large, only one square meter, although it is shabby, but it looks very clean, and there are teapots and cups on it.

After Mo Fan took the Tiandao girl over, he sat down directly and asked the stall owner directly to sell some of it.

The owner of the breakfast stall is a dark-skinned uncle who looks diligent, he walked over with a smile, the crow's feet in the corners of his eyes and the difference in color caused by a sweat towel hanging around his neck for a long time, indicating his hard life.

"Good morning, this young girl. The stall owner politely said hello first, and then began to introduce the specialties of his shop.

In addition to steamed buns and noodles, there is also a surprising breakfast of rice rolls.

Mo Fan ordered a rice roll without thinking about it, and as for Yi, she didn't know what the stall owner had just said, so she chose the same food as Mo Fan.

The development of folk science and technology here is very slow, so naturally there is no way to make the iron drawer on Mo Fan's side, but to use a large bamboo steamer with a bula to make it, Mo Fan remembers, the real Changfeng is made in this way, as for the current fast-paced drawer rice noodles are not authentic, losing the original taste of Changfeng, and began to become a little rigid process, a craftsman's profession has become a fool's operation, and the quality of this has been reduced Needless to say.

After about five minutes of waiting, the stall owner brought two plates of rice rolls with enough sauce and sauce.

Mo Fan looked at Yi and picked up the chopsticks a little rusty, although he was rusty, his movements were very correct, as if someone knew about it.

Seeing that the other party was looking at him, there was confusion in his eyes, and Yi explained: "Although I didn't ask about personnel before, it doesn't mean that I don't observe, I still know this kind of common-sense action." ”

Mo Fan nodded understandingly, he recalled the first time Mo Xiaotian ate, and then compared this Tiandao girl, it was a world of difference, but there was no way, after all, Mo Xiaotian was born a few days ago, as for Yi, he didn't know how long he lived.

Yi familiarized himself with the operation of the chopsticks, gently separated the rice rolls, picked up a small bite and put it in his mouth.

(End of chapter)