Chapter Seventy-Two: Falling Short

Mao Xiaofang blinked his somewhat sour eyes, looked at the cake that Ah Fan was holding in his hand, and said calmly: "What is this?"

Zhu Ming explained: "Uncle Nine, this is a cake eaten by foreigners. The custom of foreigners is that every time they have a birthday, a group of relatives and friends share a cake with themselves. ”

"The candle on it is to tell people how old you are. ”

While talking, everyone came to the table, Mao Xiaofang sat in front of the cake, and said a little depressed: "Why are all the candles on here? I'm not that big, right?"

"Oh, Uncle Nine, don't care about these details about the customs of foreigners, hurry up and blow out the candles!" After finishing speaking, Zhu Ming glared at Ah Fan, and boasted that he was ready before.

Ah Fan touched his nose embarrassedly, he really didn't pay attention to this problem.

"By the way, Uncle Nine, you have to make a wish when you blow out the candles, just recite it silently in your heart. Zhu Ming looked at Mao Xiaofang with some hesitation, and added.

Mao Xiaofang followed the customs, really stopped for a while, and then blew out all the candles.

"Good!" everyone applauded.

Seeing the candle blowing, Ah Fan immediately hugged his fists and congratulated: "Master, I wish you happiness like the East China Sea and longevity than Nanshan!"

Zhu Ming said: "Uncle Nine, I wish you good health, full of peaches and plums." After speaking, he glanced at Zhong Bang.

Zhong Bang received the hint and congratulated dryly: "Master Mao, I wish you a happy birthday." ”

Then Fang Tu, "I wish Master Mao better and better every year!"

After finishing speaking, Fang Tu took out a bottle of champagne, "Come, drink some French champagne, this is the foreign wine that Ah Ming has prepared for a long time." ”

Then he got up and prepared to fill a cup for everyone present, "Come, Master Mao." ”

Ah Fan stopped the wine, "Master doesn't drink, pour some Tieguanyin." ”

Seeing Mao Xiaofang nodding, Fang Tu withdrew the wine glass.

After a while, the guests present were holding glasses of wine, and Mao Xiaofang replaced the wine with tea.

"Here, cheers, everyone!"

In the process of pushing the cup and changing the lamp, everyone was in high spirits.

After Mao Xiaofang drank a few cups of tea, he looked at the lively scene in front of him, but remembered what happened during the day today.

"Well, I'm glad you can help me celebrate today. ”

"It's a pity, I have a confidant friend who can't come, and he's still very sad. ”

After finishing speaking, the originally cheerful atmosphere around him was a little depressed, and Mao Xiaofang hurriedly added: "Don't talk about this, everyone drink!"

When everyone was satisfied, Zhu Ming suddenly mentioned, "Uncle Nine, Ah Fan and I have prepared a surprise for you, let's go outside and have a look." ”

"Oh, then I'm going to see what the surprise is. Mao Xiaofang was interested.

Everyone walked out of the hall and looked at the dark streets around them, and couldn't help but wonder, there was nothing.

Just when everyone was puzzled, Ah Fan walked to the side and changed his handprint, pointing far away.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

The sound of shuttling sounded, and a few sparks appeared in the sky.

"Boom, boom, boom......" Immediately after that, a large number of fireworks poured down from the sky, becoming a red and golden "waterfall", and there was a momentum of "flying down 3,000 feet".

As the fireworks burst out, everyone was fascinated by the fireworks, which had never been seen before on this scale.

The huge fireworks illuminated the small half of the city, and also caused many people to come out to check.

They were all amazed by the scale of the fireworks, and they didn't know which household put them.

When the fireworks ended, Ah Fan was a little proud and wanted to wait for Mao Xiaofang to praise him.

But Mao Xiaofang saw that the momentum was so huge, and his face was expressionless: "This battle is so big, it costs a lot, right?"

Zhu Ming heard that Mao Xiaofang's tone was wrong, and hurriedly said: "It didn't cost much, we replaced it with Taoism, and there was no extravagance and waste." ”

Mao Xiaofang was angry when he heard this, "Ah Fan, do you remember the third precept of Fuxi Hall?"

"Know...... I know ......" Ah Fan also knew that he had made his master angry at this time, and said in a hurry.

"What is it?"

"Do not use Taoism indiscriminately to disturb the people. Ah Fan replied quickly.

At this time, Zhu Ming also knew that he was self-defeating, and hurriedly persuaded: "Uncle Jiu, this is my idea, I didn't expect it to involve such a serious precept, if you want to blame me, blame me." ”

If I knew that I wouldn't have turned up the power of the cinnabar cannon again, how good would it be to have normal fireworks...... Zhu Ming was secretly distressed.

"Yes, Master Mao, they are also kind. Zhong Bang and Fang Tu also persuaded.

Mao Xiaofang learned that this matter was not a show of Afan, and his face improved a lot, "Since this is the case, forget it this time, don't have a next time." The purpose of learning Taoism is to maintain the peace of the people, not to show off in front of people. Don't go astray! You can follow the right path, which is the greatest surprise to me. ”

"Yes, Master!" "I've been taught, Uncle Nine. ”

After this last episode, everyone went back to their respective homes.

It's already the hour of the sea, and it's almost the time of the sub. Mao Xiaofang still didn't worry about Yang Feiyun staying alone, and wanted to accompany his friend at the last moment of his birthday.

So Zhu Ming accompanied Mao Xiaofang to find Yang Feiyun with wine, and Ah Fan had been arranged by Zhu Ming to go back to rest and recuperate.

At this time, Yang Feiyun was practicing the Seven Star Array outside the city, preparing to modify the life grid.

That's right, it's such a coincidence, this cloudy day is Mao Xiaofang's birthday.

As long as he waits for the time and successfully runs the 'Flying Dragon Seven Star Array', Yang Feiyun can change his life and become rich and rich.

On the top of the open mountain, Yang Feiyun placed seven stars in the array, sitting in the formation by himself, with a magic knife next to him, and a Tianshou Yuan Pearl in his arms.

You're all set!

"Uncle Nine, let me tell you, that cinnabar cannon just now is just a half-finished product of our research. It's a real complete product, and the power is absolutely amazing, like the Sakai before before it was killed by a few shots!"

Zhu Ming shook his head and boasted about the latest invention while opening the way in front.

Mao Xiaofang was a little strange, "Didn't you ask Ah Fan not to make so many lethal inventions before, why has it changed now? Besides, can Ah Fan invent such a powerful magic weapon?"

“...... After the strength of Sakai and Xuankui, I deeply understood the powerlessness of ordinary Taoist priests in front of them, and the monks have limits, but the artillery fire does not.

So, I decided, I don't do it......

Ahem, continue to study these things, at least give those Taoist priests some means of resistance. As for the invention, I'm still trying to figure it out......"

Zhu Ming was silent for a while, and said the reason, for this kind of powerful demons, although they have the power to protect themselves, but the people have suffered many casualties.

If Ah Fan's invention can be popularized, I believe it will be a good thing for the people.

Mao Xiaofang saw that Zhu Ming was thinking so far-reaching, nodded with satisfaction, and just wanted to say something.

The celestial phenomena changed suddenly, and in an instant, the thunder did not stop, the full moon appeared in the sky, and countless moonlights converged and descended.

"That's it!" Mao Xiaofang took the lead and ran towards Yuehua.

When the two came to the top of the mountain, they found a thunderous light falling, and the target was Yang Feiyun.

Seeing this, Mao Xiaofang threw out the gossip mirror to block the thunder light.

"Feiyun, are you alright? It's so dangerous, the thunder and lightning almost hit you just now!" Mao Xiaofang stepped forward as he spoke, not paying attention to knocking down the seven-star lamps on the surrounding formations, "I'm sorry, Feiyun, I broke your seven-star lanterns." ”