"Welcome, welcome all friends from afar..."

"Inside, please..."

At this time, outside the Mo family's manor, a middle-aged man in his fifties, tall and thin, wearing a pair of antique glasses on his face, and wearing a gray robe, was entertaining the metaphysical masters who had rushed over from Tiannan and Haibei.

This person is Mo Qianyue, who is in charge of this reception.

Because there were too many people coming, Mo Qianyue had already arranged for people, and on a lawn in the manor, there were a lot of tables, chairs, benches, food and drink, and a lot of barbecue grills.

It looks like you're having an open-air party.

The first masters of metaphysics came to sit here under the leadership of the manor staff, and everyone chatted together and discussed countermeasures.

"This ferocious aura is too scary, it seems that there is really something big about it..."

"Tell me, if all the millions of fierce ghost spirits rush out, will we be able to deal with it?"

"What are you afraid of, there are so many of us, and we are afraid that we can't deal with a few ghosts?"

"You haven't figured out what the situation is, what are you talking about, I think you are rare and weird, scaring yourself, and I don't know what the headquarters is doing with such a big battle?"

Some of these metaphysical masters are worried, some are not taken seriously, and some are braggarts, each with their own opinions and ideas.

Now that the people have not arrived, these people can only sit here for the time being, chatting, eating and drinking, and wait for the big army to come before acting...

When Chen Yufeng and his party arrived at the Mo Family Manor, it was already more than five o'clock in the afternoon.

By this time, fifty or sixty metaphysical masters had arrived.

Under the leadership of the staff of the Mo Family Manor, Chen Yufeng and the five of them were taken to sit on the lawn of the manor.

Chen Yufeng glanced at it casually, and now most of these people are dressed like charlatans, most of them have long goatees, and they like to fiddle with a string of Buddhist beads in their hands.

Looks like it's no different from the outfits of those street gods.

Or maybe it's those street gods who deliberately dress up like their masters in order to bluff people.

These people speak in a variety of accents, apparently from all over the world.

Metaphysical masters from all over the world will have more or less one or two gatherings in a year, communicating with each other and the like, so they all know each other, and when they meet, they chat.

"Brother Daoji, I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come unharmed..."

"It's okay, it's okay, Brother Wu has been in our metaphysical world recently, it's been a lot of fun, I heard that the eight unjust souls of the family in Changbai Mountain are your own?"

"Alas, it's a little thing, it's a little thing, it's far worse than Brother Daoji's heroic deeds..."

Zhou Daoji also knew Taoist friends, and he chatted with people as soon as he came over.

Chen Yufeng didn't know these people, and no one would come over to talk to a small character like him, and Chen Yufeng didn't bother to integrate into the circle of their metaphysical masters.

Soon, dozens of beef and mutton skewers were grilled, and their hands were full.

I ate happily, and sighed from time to time:

"Well, it's so fragrant, it didn't come in vain, haha, cool..."

In fact, most of the people present were not in the mood to eat, mainly because these masters were all out-of-this-world masters, and they behaved a little bit like they didn't eat the taste of fireworks in the world, and they were very scruples about their image.

Hardly anyone takes the initiative to grill and eat.

And at this time, seeing that someone has grilled so many skewers and is still saying such funny things, it is inevitable that he will despise it:

"Who brought that yellow-haired kid here? What are you talking about, is it just to masturbate?"

"When is this still the mood to eat skewers? This kind of person is also a person from our metaphysical world?"

"Haha, it's funny, this is really a strange flower in our metaphysical world..."

Chen Yufeng didn't pay attention to the discussions of these masters, he still ate happily, he just had to eat well, no matter what they thought.

He had just redeemed the god-level seasoning at the Shenpan Mall.

As a result, the skewers are so delicious that the smell of the skewers makes people drool when they smell the skewers and feel that they have smelled the most delicious food they have smelled since they were born.

Many masters present watched Chen Yufeng eat the skewers in a big gulp, and their appetites were so great that they even rushed over to snatch his skewers and eat them themselves.

But because of their image, of course it is impossible for them to do this, so they have to pretend to be familiar with it, and they still despise Chen Yufeng for being a foodie, wonderful, and funny.

Seeing this, Jiang Haoran crossed the corner of his mouth with a cold smile.

He had already formed a bond with Chen Yufeng, and of course he would not miss the opportunity to humiliate him in front of so many metaphysical masters.

immediately stepped forward and shouted at Chen Yufeng with righteous words:

"What kind of occasion are you doing? What is the occasion now? You can't control your foodie nature? Although you are just a useless follower, you came with us anyway, and it also represents the image of our Jiangzhou Metaphysical Society, do you know that this is very embarrassing for us?"

"Hey, hey. ”

Chen Yufeng smiled indifferently, looked at him and said:

"I think you just want to eat my skewers, if you want to eat it, just say it, don't chirp so crookedly, why do you look at me like this, do you want to eat? Do you really want to eat? If you want to eat, you can just say it, although you look at me so sincerely, but you still have to say it, if you don't say it, how do I know if you want to eat mutton skewers or beef skewers, whether you want to eat one skewer or ten skewers?"

"I want to smoke you..."

Jiang Haoran felt that this was a complete teasing, and he couldn't bear it anymore, and raised his hand to slap Chen Yufeng's face, but Chen Yufeng easily dodged it, and warned him:

"I'm telling you, don't me, believe it or not, I'll kill you in a string?"

"Look at your bird-likeness, what qualifications do people like you have to enter our metaphysical realm?"

Jiang Haoran disdainfully drank cold.

"I didn't say I wanted to enter your metaphysical world, I'm here to make soy sauce and eat skewers. ”

Chen Yufeng disagreed.

Jiang then glared at him and snorted coldly:

"Then after eating the skewers, you'd better get out of here, don't embarrass us again, and besides, lest you come with us when the time comes, and you see something terrible, and you're scared to the point of urine, and you're scared to lose your soul, that's not good. ”

"Don't worry, I'm a very bold person, and I'm never afraid to walk at night. ”

Chen Yufeng laughed.

"Hmph. ”

Jiang Haoran looked at him like this, and really wanted to kick him to death, I really didn't understand, how could Zhou Daoji accept such a strange thing as an apprentice.

Blind?

(End of chapter)

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