Hell, run away, the little milk baby is coming to the underworld again.

Xiao Yanbao and his apprentice wandered around Yunzhou City for a whole day without meeting anyone looking for her.

She didn't even meet the person she was looking for. No one on the street was related to her.

So much so that she began to doubt what her master said. Could it be that some parents came to her just to drive her down the mountain and accept this white-bearded disciple.

It's not possible that the person the disciple met decades ago is the master. It's possible.

This chicken thief master.

He touched his growling stomach and said, "Let's find a place to eat."

Taoist Master Zixu carried Master on his back and walked into a restaurant. It had a large facade and was almost full of customers.

In a restaurant with many customers, the food will definitely taste good.

When the waiter saw Taoist Master Zixu coming in, he quickly stepped forward and said, "Taoist Master, how many are there?"

"It's just me and my master."

The waiter looked at the door and saw that there was no one behind the Taoist priest. "Taoist priest, where is your master?"

"Aren't I carrying it on my back?"

Guy: Is it my lackluster, or am I just blinded.

"This...this little baby is your master?"

Zixudao rolled his eyes at the waiter, "Of course, it's true, Master."

After speaking, he puffed up his chest and looked proud.

The guy grinned, maybe he had too little experience.

"Then you two please come in." The waiter moved Taoist Master Zixu to the innermost table.

Taoist Master Zixu asked the master what he wanted to order. Xiao Yanbao waved his hand and said, "You can order whatever you want. I'm not picky about food."

I couldn't even fill my stomach when I was at the Taoist temple. The steamed buns and pickles were all delicacies. Everything in this restaurant was delicious.

Although the master said it was casual, he knew that the master liked to eat meat, and he could tell.

So Taoist Master Zixu ordered a table of meat dishes and two other vegetarian dishes for himself.

"Taoist Priest, just the two of you, master and disciple, can you order so much and finish it?"

What's more, there's a little kid.

Taoist Master Zixu glared, wondering why this guy was talking so much nonsense. He took out a banknote and slapped it on the table, "Are you afraid we can't pay?"

The guy shook his head, and he was really kind-hearted and thought he was a fool.

Soon the waiter put all the dishes on the table, and the master and apprentice were busy cooking.

Xiao Yanbao saw that the apprentice only put those two ingredients, inserted a lion's head into the apprentice's bowl, and broke off half a chicken, "I am a master who will not treat his apprentice badly, eat, eat, eat."

Taoist Master Zixu: I’m so touched. It’s great to have a master!

The master and the apprentice were eating with gusto when a table of four guests came diagonally across from them, an old man, two strong men, and a young man.

It was dusty and it seemed like we had traveled a long way.

"Come on, man, we're in a hurry."

The waiter agreed and went to the kitchen to order the food.

"Yuan Zhong, it is said that the people participating in this Medicine King Association are all famous sects in the world. The sect that can come out on top will become famous all over the world overnight. Those who can participate in the competition all have wonderful rejuvenation skills. I don't know if they can Couldn't find what we needed."

The old man looked respectful and said, "Sir, no matter whether you can find the magic medicine or not, your heart is a lesson to the world."

A trace of sadness flashed across the young man's handsome face, "I'm not doing it for anyone to see. I just hope that my father will be in good health."

"Yes, yes, yes, your sincerity is the key to success. This time, you will definitely achieve what you want."

The handsome young master said nothing.

At this time, the waiter brought the food, and the four of them stopped talking and began to eat in silence.

Xiao Yanbao's eyes rolled, and there was such a good thing that he could become famous all over the world so quickly. Then if he won the first prize at this King of Medicine Conference, he wouldn't have to travel to every place.

In one fell swoop, Yuntai Temple can be promoted.

But they didn’t say where or what day the Medicine King event would be held.

Xiao Yanbao put down the chopsticks in his hand, climbed off the stool, and came to the table diagonally opposite, "Brother, where is the Medicine King you mentioned?"

Hey, this big brother is following me...

The four people who had their heads down eating all raised their heads. Whose little baby looked so cute?

The young man was quite surprised that such a young baby would be interested in Medicine King.

"Little sister, do you want to go?"

Xiao Yanbao nodded.

At this time, Taoist Master Zixu came over and pulled the master back. Why is this master so wild and wants to go anywhere?

He carried Master to the stool and said, "Master, you can just ask me. I don't need you to run over and ask."

Xiao Yanbao blinked, "You know?"

But he couldn't help but glance at the young man.

Taoist Master Zixu stroked his beard and remembered that he was talking to his master. He quickly corrected his attitude and said, "How could you not know that the Medicine King Conference is such a big event? It is held every three years on April 27th in the Medicine King Valley."

"Then do you know where Yaowang Valley is?"

"Master, I am not boastful. After so many years of traveling around the world, there is no place in the Lan Kingdom that I don't know about."

Xiao Yanbao was relieved now, as long as his disciple knew.

After she finished the consultation with Dr. Jiang, she went to Yaowang Valley.

The young man diagonally opposite had been paying attention to Xiao Yanbao, but the old Taoist priest actually called her master?

This really shocked him. Which sect is this master?

Have you practiced the art of rejuvenation?

The old man saw that the young master had been paying attention to the little milk baby, so he stood up and walked over, "You two are also going to attend the Medicine King Meeting?"

"My master wants to go, so I will accompany her."

"If it's convenient, we can go on the road together."

"No, I promised Dr. Jiang to go to the clinic with him. I can't go with you, but I will go there after the clinic. It will be quick."

Old man: This little milk baby looks about three years old.

Will she still see a doctor?

"Okay then, how do you call them two? We can't find you two at the Medicine King Meeting so we can find out."

"My name is Yanbao, Yanbao from Yuntai Temple, and my master is Ling Fengzi."

The old man nodded, indicating that he had taken note of it.

He had never heard the name from Milkman's mouth.

"However, you should hurry up. Today is April 22nd." The old man ordered and returned to his seat.

Xiao Yanbao kept staring at the boy, weren't you here to find me? Why don't you come and talk to me.

Until the four people left, the boy didn't talk to Xiao Yanbao.

Xiao Yanbao: Did I see it wrong?

It was completely dark before the master and apprentice returned to Chen's house.

As soon as they entered the house, the housekeeper asked if they had eaten. The master and apprentice said they had, and went back to the courtyard to rest.

As soon as Xiao Yanbao entered the room and climbed onto the bed, shopkeeper Chen and her wife came, holding a box in their hands.

After entering the room and chatting for a few words, shopkeeper Chen’s wife handed the box to Xiao Yanbao, “My cousin asked me to give this to Xiao Xiangu before she left.”

"Aunt Mei is gone?"

Taoist Master Zixu was also surprised. He shouldn't have misunderstood them?

But with so many years of experience in the arena, I can’t be wrong about it. So what’s the problem?

Xiao Yanbao opened the box, and Aunt Mei was really generous.

There is a box of gold bars and a hairpin, which is the gold hairpin that Aunt Mei wears on her head.

"My cousin said that there is no way to repay the kindness of saving a life. These extraneous things are just a token of my gratitude."

There is a piece of paper pressed under the hairpin.