Returning to the space, Lai Siyu first checked on the child and the mountain cat. Thanks to the spiritual spring, their injuries had healed. However, the boy's spirit was severely damaged and could no longer recover, and his intelligence had permanently deteriorated.
"What happened to this girl? Was she skinned?" Mengqin asked with her hands covering her mouth as she looked at Lai Siyu, who had not a single piece of good meat on her body.
"I don't know!" The red squirrel scratched its head with its little paws in confusion.
"Ask me, I know!" The big knife jumped in front of Mengqin in two or three strokes, and the shadow of a dragon head emerged from the blade.
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On the streets of Pengcheng, a fat old man was strolling around with two children. With a bitter look on his face, he asked the two children, "My dear children, we have walked around the streets of this city dozens of times, but we have never seen the store you are talking about.
Let's find a teahouse to rest. Your master doesn't lack spirit stones."
The two children said nothing, but just looked at the fat old man with a look that asked, "Do you still want to be our master?"
The fat old man immediately smiled and said, "Isn't it that Master thinks there are many monks in the teahouse? Maybe we can get some information from them."
"Fatty, we've been to so many teahouses, but we haven't found out anything!" the boy said.
"That's right. Our sausage shop was very famous back then. How come no one knows about it now?" the girl also said.
I'm dizzy. You two only know that your mother's name is Qiu Niang and your father's name is Lao Feng. There are so many people who call them that. Where can you go to find out?
Oh, you two also know that there is a sister named Lai Siyu, but there are so many people in this huge crowd, it would be too difficult to find someone just by a name.
Besides, there are many people with the same name in this world...
"There's a tea stall over there. Can we sit there for a while? We haven't been to the tea stall yet. Maybe someone there knows some information." The fat old man hurriedly persuaded with a smile.
The two children thought about it and looked at the busy streets without a single familiar face, feeling helpless.
So they both nodded in agreement with the old man's suggestion.
Bored, they found a place to sit. The two children slumped over the table, their heads drooping like frost-bitten eggplants, resting on their arms. Why couldn't they find out anything? It hadn't been a few years, so how could no one know where Gu Feichangzi was?
"Dear guests, what would you like to order?" the owner came forward to greet them. Although he was dressed simply, his movements revealed a hint of aristocratic aura, unlike that of an ordinary stall owner. He was also quite good-looking.
However, for Cao Fugui, who is in the Spirit Transformation Stage, this point is not worth his attention.
“Serve the best tea!”
Seeing that this person was not short of spirit stones, the boss immediately responded: "Okay!"
The woman in a cloth skirt who had been busy at the stove grinned when she heard this and quickly made a pot of tea and handed it to the boss.
"Sir, this is the best dark cloud spirit tea, two low-grade spirit stones for one pot."
The boss attentively poured tea for the three of them, and then the wealthy old man said, "Pick up three or five snacks for us to try!"
The boss quickly agreed, and the woman at the kitchen had already picked up the snacks and brought them over.
"Sir, these five dim sum dishes are made from spiritual grains. Each one costs one low-grade spiritual stone, a total of five low-grade spiritual stones, plus the tea money..."
Before the boss could finish speaking, Cao Fugui threw seven low-grade spirit stones to him.
The boss was overjoyed and kept thanking him.
The two children propped up their heads with one arm, and each picked up a piece of dessert and put it in their mouth.
Dong'er finished eating and said, "This is far inferior to the snacks my mother makes!"
Xiaobao: "Sister Dong'er, the flower jelly made by Aunt Qiu is so delicious. I want to eat it!"
I picked up a crystal bun from Fugui and put it in my mouth. Not bad! It tastes really good. What are these two little brats complaining about? They must be missing their parents like crazy!
Dong'er: "Xiaobao, I also want to eat the braised pig intestines, and I also want to try the other teas that Sister Siyu made. Where did Mom and Sister go? Why can't we find them?" Dong'er was worried when she said this, and Xiaobao was worried too. The two little bitter faces were placed on the table again.
It felt like their blood tanks were almost empty.
As soon as the two of them finished their grumbling, they heard a loud bang and the boss's teapot fell to the ground, splashing boiling water everywhere.
"What the **** is wrong with you? Do you know how expensive my clothes are? I can't even afford the compensation even if I sell your stall!"
"Don't you want to keep this tea stall open anymore? How dare you dirty Master Heng's clothes!"
One table of guests slammed the table and stood up, cursing angrily.
The boss stood there in a daze, without any reaction, and didn't hear the scolding at all.
The woman in the sarong glanced at the indifferent boss and quickly stepped forward to apologize.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! My husband was rude. Please forgive me, gentlemen!"
After saying that, she quickly used the Dust Cleansing Technique on the man.
The two men looked at each other, and immediately one of them in a khaki robe interrupted the woman's spell.
"Well, you still dare to attack Master Heng! I think you don't want to live anymore! Do you know who our Master Heng is? Our Master Heng's ancestor is Master Chai, one of the four great Nascent Soul cultivators!"
The woman was immediately frightened when she heard this. She subconsciously moved in front of the stunned boss and apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I didn't do that. I just wanted to help him clean his clothes... I didn't mean to do anything... I really didn't..."
Tears welled up in the woman's eyes. Her brows were furrowed and she looked helpless, like a flower swaying in the wind and rain, making her lovable.
"My dear lady, why did you, with your beauty, follow such a loser? You should just follow me! Don't worry, as long as you follow me, I won't bother with you about clothes, and I won't bother with you about your attempt to hurt me!"
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