After the incident of Old Lady Ren, the town calmed down as usual, Ling Feng bought a teahouse in the town in the name of Uncle Jiu, selling tea with a little aura, but even if it only brought some aura, it was quite precious in this era of the end of the law, and the tea business was naturally good.

On this day, Uncle Nine went to Ling Feng's teahouse to drink tea after being convenient in the church as usual, and said that this teahouse was run in the name of Uncle Nine, so he generously gave Uncle Nine a free order; after all, Ling Feng is now a little kid about ten years old, and it would make people feel strange if he bought some properties. On the way to Lingfeng Teahouse, the townspeople in the town greeted each other very friendly, Uncle Nine has a lot of prestige in this town for many years, and he has protected the safety of one party, everyone is very grateful to him, and Uncle Nine also responded one by one.

Coming to Ling Feng to drink tea every day is already another major habit of Uncle Nine in addition to going to the door of the church to pee, because the tea here in Ling Feng is more or less a little aura, which is indeed quite precious for the current era of the end of the law, and it is also good for Uncle Jiu's cultivation.

As soon as you enter the teahouse, you can see a lot of people sitting.

Xiaobai, who was just about to go out to play, saw Uncle Nine tilting his head and looking at him cutely, and said, "You're here again." "Well, Xiaobai has learned to speak almost recently, but he doesn't pay much attention to some details, and Ling Feng used some methods to hide Xiaobai's fox demon characteristics, ordinary people just see a very cute little girl, although Xiaobai has nearly a thousand years of cultivation, but he rarely comes into contact with other people, so Xiaobai is just a child's mind, but he quickly completes a piece with the children around him.

When Lin Jiu heard what Xiao Bai said, a black line suddenly appeared on his forehead, can he speak, look at this again. If it weren't for the fact that she was a little girl.

Lin Jiu squeezed out a smile embarrassedly and said, "What about your master?" In order to explain the identity of the little fox, Ling Feng explained to the outside world that the little fox was his apprentice, and the little fox looked at Lin Jiu's smile and thought, "It's so ugly to laugh, or Mr. smiles beautifully." Thinking about it, in the face of Lin Jiu's question, the little fox still replied honestly: "The master is drinking tea upstairs." After saying that, he bounced and left.

Lin Jiu looked at the little fox leaving Del and couldn't help but think, "Presumably, raising this little fox, Ling Daoyou is also very difficult." Thinking that if he raised this little fox, he wouldn't be able to fight, and he would be angry when he spoke, and he couldn't help but shudder, thinking about it, Lin Jiu couldn't help but shudder, and then thinking about his two current apprentices, although they were a bit of a pit master, they were still good in comparison.

Lin Jiu thought about these miscellaneous things and walked up to the second floor. There are very few people on the second floor, Ling Feng's teahouse is already very expensive, and the private room is even more expensive for people to sell their kidneys.

"Uncle Nine, you're here, sit down. Ling Feng saw Uncle Nine and hurriedly greeted, but this performance was nothing for adults, but it was for Ling Feng, an eleven or twelve-year-old child, there was a strong sense of disobedience.

Seeing Lin Jiu sit down and Ling Feng made him a cup of tea, the tea here is naturally much better than the tea of other guests, not contaminated with aura, but a real spiritual tea, and even because it is planted in the ring world, there is a certain chance of enlightenment, although this chance is only less than one in a thousand, he picked up the tea and took a sip and looked at Lin Jiu and said: "Uncle Jiu, has there been anything in the town recently, why did the opera troupe come to prepare to sing recently?" Since Ling Feng got rid of the zombie king last time, his own skills have evolved to a certain extent, which made him come up with the idea of borrowing demon subjugation to improve his strength, and in this kind of ghost world, who is most likely to provoke hatred, needless to say is the protagonist, so Ling Feng opened a teahouse in this town, just so that when there are demons and monsters, he can directly clean them up.

"Well, it's the Midyear Festival in a few days, these troupes are invited to sing for ghosts, this spiritual tea is really extraordinary, but unfortunately I don't have a good mouth these days. Lin Jiu took a sip of tea, closed his eyes intoxicated, and then said with some regret.

Ling Feng asked strangely: "My shop is here, Uncle Nine can come at any time if he wants to come for tea, but he has to go far away." ”

"That's not it, it's just that the underworld has entrusted me to print the dark coin, and it may be very busy these days. Seeing that Ling Feng had misunderstood, Uncle Nine hurriedly explained. The underworld of this world is known, and the printing of underworld coins is also specially issued, and there are certain restrictions on the quantity, otherwise the underworld would have been inflationary a long time ago.

"It's okay, if Uncle Nine wants to drink tea, bring some back later, but it may not be as good as brewing it with me. Ling Feng couldn't help but laugh when he heard this reason.

"Thank you so much. "Uncle Nine was overjoyed when he heard it, he didn't mean it for himself, he mainly wanted to bring it back to Wen Cai Qiusheng and the others to taste, after all, the cultivation of the two of them was too weak, and giving them spiritual tea to drink could make them cultivate faster, and it was not that he couldn't bring the two of them here to drink Ling Feng naturally didn't care, but Uncle Nine felt that he had taken a big advantage by drinking tea here for free, and it would be too much if he dragged his family here

At noon, Xiaobai finally returned.

"Xiaobai is back, where are you going to play today. Ling Feng asked with a smile when he saw Xiao Bai coming back.

"I went to play with Wencai Qiusheng. Xiao Bai stood in front of Ling Feng and answered honestly, she had to pause after every word when she spoke, obviously Xiao Bai was not familiar with it not long after she learned to speak. Because Ling Feng has a good relationship with Uncle Jiu, Wen Cai Qiusheng often takes Xiaobai to play, but most of the time he has to play with nearby children.

"Well, sit down and eat. Ling Feng pinched Xiaobai's face and said.

Time is like flowing water, and in a blink of an eye, it is the fourteenth night of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, usually at this time Xiaobai is ready to go to bed, and today he is really looking outside the house and obviously thinking something.

"What's the matter, you want to go out and play?" Ling Feng asked with a smile when he saw Xiao Bai like this.

"Wencai asked me to go to the play. Xiao Bai's speech has become much smoother recently, and he doesn't hide Ling Feng's questions when he sees them, but his eyes look at Ling Feng with longing.

"Is there any singing tonight?" Ling Feng thought for a moment that there was really a "ghost show", but Xiao Bai was a thousand-year-old demon, so there should be no problem dealing with some little ghosts.

"Okay, there you go. Ling Feng looked at Xiao Bai and said indifferently.

After Xiao Bai heard this, he immediately ran out with a smile, Ling Feng looked at Xiao Bai's figure and couldn't help but smile and think: Sure enough, it's still a child.

When Xiaobai arrived at the place where he was singing, sure enough, Wencai had already taken a seat there, but there was no need to occupy a seat here, because no one came to see it at all, and beckoned Xiaobai and the two to sit and watch the play together.

The people singing on the stage saw that there were two living people watching the play below, and they applauded from time to time, and they were even more speechless.

At the same time, Yizhuang

Uncle Nine couldn't help but feel strange when he looked at the busy Qiusheng, after all, his apprentice knew when to be so diligent. Immediately puzzled, he asked, "Why are you so diligent today, where did Wen Cai die?"

Qiusheng said: "There is a drama troupe in the town, Wencai will go to occupy a seat first, and I will go after cleaning up." After saying that, he continued to pack up.

"How can there be an opera troupe singing today. Lin Jiu thought for a while and suddenly said, "Oh no, there is only one ghost show today, sung to the ghosts." ”

Qiu Sheng also knew the seriousness of the matter when he heard this: "Then master, what should I do?"

"Copy guy, go. Uncle Nine said with a serious face.

Then what Shi Jian's father and son are about to come out, how do you want to step on him?