Zheng first wants to teach the newcomers the various ways to deal with the immortal cultivators, except for the three of them to face the enemy by themselves, other aspects still have to be done by themselves.

The lights inside the alley are dim, and the crowd outside forms two worlds with distinct latitudes and longitudes.

This makes people vaguely believe that on the back of this world, there is another world, which is either brighter or darker.

In this kind of noodle restaurant in a small alley, don't think about decoration, it can be considered the conscience of the industry if it can be clean.

And this noodle restaurant obviously belongs to the kind of conscience in the industry.

The curtain of the noodle shop looks very old, but it is very clean, and from this curtain you know that you can go in and taste the noodles of this house.

There is also a large pot of fried fritters outside the door, which is tightly covered at this time, showing that the shopkeeper has to get up early in the morning to fry fried fritters.

This kind of noodle restaurant usually closes at ten o'clock, if you have to fry fried fritters at four or five o'clock in the morning, I am afraid that you have to get up at three o'clock to knead the dough, and you can imagine how the days are going.

Zheng first pushed open the glass door and lifted the thick, cleanly wiped plastic curtain, and a hot steam came from the room, followed by a breath that made people's appetite move.

The sweetness of the rock sugar that Zheng Xian was holding seemed to have melted away by this aroma.

The whole small shop is only fifteen or sixteen square meters, and in such a cramped environment, there are three narrow tables tightly placed, and only one table has customers at this time.

The owner of the restaurant is a woman in her early thirties, and her whole clothes look like the word poor is written on her, and she is really poor when she is a chef, a waiter, a cashier and a cleaner, and she has to get up early to make fritters.

But if you see the face of this proprietress , you will feel that her poverty is nothing, because this proprietress has an optimistic smile on her face, and an ordinary face looks very beautiful under this light, and can even be called very beautiful.

Optimism is the best beauty product, which is much more useful than those expensive skin care products, but unfortunately many women only know how to apply toxic chemicals to their faces over and over again, but they are not willing to make themselves smile for an hour.

Those who don't look good and complain that the cosmetics are not good at deception are scumbags, and this optimism is beautiful from the heart, sincere from the inside out.

At this time, the proprietress had just served two bowls of noodles to the father and daughter, and when she saw another guest coming, she immediately smiled enthusiastically and asked, "Guy, what do you want to eat?"

Zheng first exited the door, swept the snow off his body, and stomped his feet before re-entering the house and rubbing his feet on the thick blanket spread on the ground at the door.

The old lady smiled when she saw it, and even said that it didn't matter.

Zheng Xian didn't look at the father and daughter, and his eyes were on the neat and clean recipes posted on the wall.

This main noodle is also stir-fried, but the quantity is not much, from the row of glass jars in the variety of marinade, you know that this shop has a rich variety of lo noodles.

But Zheng Xian ordered a fried mein and pushed the proprietress to the back stove to work.

Zheng Xian took a plate of peanuts by the way, sat behind the father and daughter, pinched peanuts one by one, put them in his mouth, chewed them with the rock candy in his mouth, and ate them slowly.

The sound of crunching slowly and abruptly echoed in this small shop.

The little girl tilted over with some curiosity and looked at Zheng Xian.

was pulled back by his father, and the father turned his head to look at Zheng Xian and smiled apologetically, and then continued to urge his daughter to eat noodles.

At this time, the father stopped eating, put down his chopsticks, and watched his daughter eat noodles there greedily, and then sandwiched the braised meat pieces in his bowl into the girl's bowl one by one.

Each piece was carefully clamped, and occasionally reached out and touched the girl's head, helping her smooth her hair, so that the thorns on the little one's sideburns would not itch on the face.

Seeing the girl with a red face finish eating a large bowl of noodles, her father seemed to be a little stunned, and said slightly reproachfully: "Eat too fast, remember next time, eat slowly, eat small." ”

At this time, Zheng Xian's fried noodles were sent by the female boss.

A layer of golden eggs is spread on top, and when the eggs are opened, the noodles are covered in sauce and the bean sprouts are delicious.

The girl's father suddenly said at this time: "Sister Wang, this girl will ask her to come here tonight, I have something to go out at night." ”

When the little girl heard that she was going to live in Sister Wang's house, she immediately smiled and was very happy.

It is obvious that Sister Wang and the girl's father are not familiar with each other, and it is not the first time that a man has gotten rid of his daughter in Sister Wang's house.

It's just that there is still a layer of window paper between each other that has not been pierced, and it is in a somewhat hazy and ambiguous state.

Sister Wang smiled: "Great, what I'm most worried about now is that I feel cold when I live alone, but my house is really cold, don't freeze your girl in the middle of the night." I don't know if there is any other meaning in these words.

It's a pity that the girl's father didn't seem to understand, and said with a smile: "How can it, I trouble you every time, thank you." ”

Sister Liu frowned slightly and said with some disgust: "Why are you so polite every time? If you are so polite, I don't care about the girl!"

The father smiled and did not continue.

Then the father touched his daughter's head again, took off the hairpin on his daughter's head, meticulously smoothed his daughter's hair, and then re-stuck the hairpin one by one, smiled at his daughter, put the umbrella next to his daughter, and said: "Girl, don't be afraid of the dark, don't be afraid of rain and snow, it's good to have an umbrella, no matter what you encounter, you have to be happy and strong, how hard life is in this life, you have to live comfortably to be worthy of it." ”

As he spoke, the father kissed his daughter's forehead, stood up, and walked out of the noodle shop.

"See you again, Dad!"

The father did not look back and waved his hand. Then the glass door creaked and slowly closed.

Zheng Xian broke off his chopsticks at this time, ate the bowl of fried noodles in one go, paid the money, glanced at the little girl, and walked out of this warm little shop in the corner of the city.

In the depths of the alley, three pitch-black figures surround a man.

As Zheng Xian walked over, the man slowly turned his head, the expression on his face was very calm, the man slowly took off his glasses, but the clothes on his body were rolling like a snake. It was a stark contrast to his calm countenance.

"Give me a way out!" the man had only that.

Zheng Xian didn't speak, he already licked his lips with one finger and said, "Do you still want to survive after cultivating immortals?" I'm afraid that there is only one way for you to choose reincarnation." ”

The man didn't look at it, but looked at Zheng Xian, and he knew that Zheng Xian was in charge.

"Have you arranged the aftermath?" Zheng Xian asked another question.

"It's arranged, I'm dead, my divorced wife will come and pick up my daughter, I have a house, and I bought myself an insurance policy, the amount of more than one million, enough for her schooling, and a lot of entrepreneurial funds after graduation. I can't control her for the rest of my life, but at least I can manage her until she gets married. The man's eyes were slightly hollow, as if he was thinking about the purpose and amount of the money.

"If you don't have a way out, you can at least give me an accidental death, right?"

One finger sneered: "Aren't you cheating the country's money? I will give you an ending of drunk driving and death after taking drugs, so that not to mention the insurance money, your daughter may have to lose money and vomit out your house!"

Zheng Xian frowned slightly, glanced at a finger, and had to stop at this time. The more vicious words were swallowed.

Not only Zheng Xian, but even Li Jun and Zhang Tao frowned and looked at each other.

Zheng Xian has read the file of this one-finger, and he can fully understand the emotion of one-finger.

It is clearly written in the file that the parents and even the six closest relatives of the finger were all killed by the vitality of the immortal cultivators, and the hatred of this finger for the immortal cultivators can be imagined.

It was precisely because of this blow that Ichichi began to stop liking women and turned his interest in men.

Because the one who absorbs the vitality of his family is a female immortal cultivator.

It is precisely because of this that one finger has become the targeted training target of the second dog. One cause and one effect, the fit is seamless without any gaps.

The man was still looking at Zheng Xian, and he was waiting for Zheng Xian's reply.

"It's not up to us to decide how to die, the aftermath team has their own arrangements. ”

"However, according to my experience of more than two years in the Sixth Division of the business, there are very few immortal cultivators who have died unaccidentally, and except for an immortal cultivator who burned out his brain and started killing people on the bus, there has not been a single case that does not meet the compensation regulations of the insurance company. Perhaps from the government's point of view, it doesn't want the children of immortal cultivators to have a bad life. ”

The man looked relaxed when he heard this, as if a boulder had completely fallen to the ground.

"Aren't you going to be arrested now?" Yi Zhi was somewhat dissatisfied with Zheng Xian's statement, he hoped that every immortal cultivator would die a miserable death, and his family would be ruined, and he would be able to experience the pain of his family's death, but he didn't dare to fight against Zheng Xian, who beat him half to death, so he roared directly.

The clothes on the man's body shook more and more, and he made a hunting sound, "Surrender is death, if you don't surrender, you will die, how do you choose? If you can kill me, let's talk about it!"