Aunt Li's performance just now, at least in the eyes of ordinary people, is nothing, even the villagers of Shengyu Village will think that this is what Aunt Li should be.

However, Li Xiaoyao knows that his aunt is not so simple, although in the eyes of outsiders, his aunt is like a tigress, and it is ugly to call a shrew, but Li Xiaoyao knows that his aunt is delicate.

Otherwise, it would not be the inn opened by "orphans and widows" for so many years, and they would still be safe.

This Miao person, even Li Xiaoyao himself felt a little troublesome, and the aunt naturally felt that the greed for money just now was naturally to "paralyze" the three Miao people and make the other party look down on themselves.

Bring the three Hmong back to the guest room.

The three Miao people closed the door, and Li Xiaoyao paused at the door, thinking in his heart whether he should be like his aunt and behave.

Three big men, living in the same room! Of course, Li Xiaoyao didn't say this sentence in the end, shook his head and smiled, thinking in his heart that although the Miao people were "troublesome", at least the three Miao people didn't feel anything that could put them in danger.

He trusts his instincts.

Went downstairs.

"Nuo, go buy some fragrant rice and vegetables and come back! I made a sum of money today, well, eat better!" Aunt Li took out the money bag, which was the money bag of the three Miao people just now, and took out a piece of silver.

When he took the silver, he seemed to be at ease.

"Be careful!"

Hearing this stinky boy's words, Aunt Li was instantly dissatisfied.

"My mother eats more salt than you eat rice, hurry up!"

This stinky boy thinks that he has grown up, so he looks down on himself, right?

Forget it, go early and come back early!

As long as you are in the store, you can't afford to make any waves for these three Miao people.

It's a pity! There is no spell in the Taoist Sutra, if only there were!

Now Li Xiaoyao's ability to speak is all realized from the Taoist scriptures.

I don't know where it started.,It seems to have started since I was very young.,Sometimes I have a strange dream.,In the dream, I seem to be a disciple of an immortal.。

The situation in the dream had not changed, and he had not told anyone about it.

In his dream, he was a child, sitting in a very gorgeous palace, and what impressed him the most was that above the palace was the starry sky.

At first, he was a house without a roof, but as he got older and more knowledgeable, it was not like this, it was more like the embodiment of the magic power of the immortal array.

In the dream, he sat respectfully, listening to an immortal sitting on a cloud bed, speaking words that he couldn't remember, but Li Xiaoyao could feel that this seemed to be something very important to him.

In the dream, this immortal felt that he was his master, and there was a figure beside him.

Every time he tried to see clearly in his dreams, his master and his side didn't know whether it was a junior brother or a junior sister, but unfortunately, even if he tried his best to see clearly, it was always a figure shrouded in thick fog.

Slowly, he had a yearning for immortals, as if that was his "wish", and began to understand immortals and Taoist scriptures.

And the sermon of the immortal master in the dream, although he couldn't hear it clearly, but the Taoist scriptures that he didn't know originally were, as long as he put them aside after sleeping at night, he could hear them more clearly in the dream.

It seems that the teacher in the dream is preaching this sutra.

In this way, with the understanding of the Tao Sutra, although there is no martial arts method, it is from this Tao Sutra that I slowly realized a special method of breathing and breathing, and it has been like this for a long time.

The body is getting better and better, and slowly a sense of qi is produced in my body.

Slowly, he seems to have become a "martial arts master", but for this hero, it is not what he yearns for, but he wants to ask the immortal to ask, and he wants to know what this dream he has been dreaming about.

has been living quietly in Shengyu Village for so many years.

Li Xiaoyao always had a feeling of himself, as if with the arrival of these three Miao people, what would happen, this was just a premonition, as for whether it was good or bad, it was impossible to be sure.

There is a sense of anticipation.

I went out and bought some rice, followed by some vegetables and fish.

When passing by the wine shop, I remembered that my inn seemed to be running out of wine, and my aunt also liked to brew with osmanthus flowers, and I also bought some, and I met a lot of people along the way.

For example, I like the two daughters of my neighbor Uncle Ding, Ding Xianglan and Ding Xiulan.

These two girls are both Hui Zhilanxin, and they are very good girls in Shengyu Village, and they also have some understanding of the minds of these two girls, although my aunt often says in my ear that I hope I will start a family as soon as possible.

But with the intention of asking immortals, how could he give up.

He has always treated these two girls as sisters, although he has already stated it in San, but unfortunately both girls don't seem to understand.

"Brother Xiaoyao!" a crisp children's voice stopped Li Xiaoyao.

Xiaoyao turned his head and smiled.

"It's Xiaohu!"

The one who stopped Xiaoyao was a child named Wang Xiaohu, who could be regarded as an admirer of Li Xiaoyao.

Although he is still very young, he has the dream of breaking into the rivers and lakes and being a hero, and when he saw Li Xiaoyao shoot a few times, he wanted to worship Li Xiaoyao as a teacher, but unfortunately Li Xiaoyao himself was a "halfway monk", how could he make friends.

Of course, it seems that it is also "sympathy" for this cute and clingy brother, he still likes it very much, and he also wanted to hand over his breathing method to the other party, but unfortunately Xiaohu was unable to learn it.

In the end, you can only use your own learning means to "massage" it, but it also has the effect of strengthening the body.

Of course, it can make Li Xiaoyao so impressive, but also because a few years ago, Wang Xiaohu's father was critically ill, and at the age of ten, he went to Xianling Island alone, met Zhao Ling'er and obtained the elixir, which saved his father's life, and it was a good story in the village for a while.

It also let Li Xiaoyao know that there may really be "extraordinary people" living on that fairy spirit island, at least in Li Xiaoyao's heart, the real immortal should be the kind of master in his dreams.

"Brother Xiaoyao, when are we going to go out again?" asked Wang Xiaohu.

said that he was going out to play, but in fact, he was also going out to buy books and buy some Taoist scriptures, Wang Xiaohu, who has the dream of wandering the rivers and lakes, naturally wants to go out and have a look, anyway, it's not a big deal, and it's not far.

In addition to Li Xiaoyao's image in Shengyu Village and the means he showed, Wang Xiaohu's father was also relieved.

"Xiaohu, there are finally customers in the store today, you see I don't want to go back and say hello. Li Xiaoyao lifted the basket in his hand in front of Wang Xiaohu.

"There are guests!" Hearing Xiaoyao say that the guests were coming, Wang Xiaohu's eyes lit up.

It can be said that as long as you are a chivalrous guest, when you come to Shengyu Village, you basically live in the Yunlaiyun Inn (called the Sword and Fairy Inn in the game, but considering that a small place called the Sword and Fairy Inn always feels a little something, so it is still a TV series.) You can imagine how attractive this is to Xiaohu.

"It's not an ordinary person who came this time, you'd better not run to the inn!" Seeing Wang Xiaohu shaking his head, he seemed to have guessed the other party's careful thoughts.

"Brother Yao!" Wang Xiaohu is coquettish.

"It's really not good, it's the Miao people who are here this time, and you should have heard the story of the Miao people! But you play with insects!" didn't think about hiding it, so as not to arouse Xiaohu's curiosity.

"Miao people!" seemed to remember the stories he had heard.

"Forget it then!"

"This is good!" said goodbye to Wang Xiaohu.

Li Xiaoyao was heading towards the inn.

Well, there was a drunk sitting at the door, and a trace of wine came, and the drunk man at the door, holding the gourd on his waist, kept pouring it into his mouth, but it seemed to be fine wine, and shook it twice.

The drunk is nothing, but this drunk gives Xiaoyao a special feeling, and there is a sense of danger.