[Comprehensive Master Chu Liuxiang Mobile Games] The Taoist priest is crossing

Several people discussed in the restaurant for a while, and finally Lu Xiaofeng decided to set off today, and with an expedited journey, he could reach the small fishing village "Yuyang Village" where the disease first occurred in four days.

Coincidentally, the coastal fishing villages where the zombie incident broke out were not far from Yanzhou City, where Yan Qingping lived, and it took only two days to walk by carriage.

Considering Huamanlou's own pursuit of beautiful things and respect for life, and if zombies are artificial, they are an insult to corpses, so Huamanlou will not go with them.Yan Qingping followed, on the one hand, because this matter itself involved medicine and poisoning, Yan Qingping happened to be Lu Xiaofeng's best friend who was good at medicine - Ximen Chuuxue was the one who used to do this job.On the other hand, Yan Qingping himself really wanted to get involved, and he would help if he could—this was a bit like the warm-hearted young hero in the game.

"I'm sorry, Qing Ping, it's hard for me to come out to play, and such and such a thing happened again." Lu Xiaofeng smiled playfully.

"Pimpedao didn't go there for you." Yan Qingping ignored him, turned his head and said to Hua Manlou seriously, "Sister Xiuqing and Xiaoxue will ask Brother Hua."

"No problem." Hua Manlou nodded.

He thought for a while, then took out a small jade tablet from his sleeve and gave it to Yan Qingping: "If you have any medicinal materials, you can go to the nearby Huajia Medicine Shop to pick them up. If you need help, you can go there."

"Thank you." Yan Qingping said to him seriously.

"Young Master and Mrs. Sun's safety, I will also send someone to take care of it. The people below are already waiting in Yuyang Village, and the two of you will just give orders when the time comes." Xiao Yuqing also said.

"Okay, then let's have lunch quickly and leave after eating." Lu Xiaofeng said, "Brother Xiao, don't eat, and let your people prepare a fast horse and luggage for us."

Xiao Yuqing cupped her hands with a wry smile, and went out with Niu Er to buy things for them.

Xiao Er knocked on the door, then opened the door and entered, and began to serve food.

Hua Manlou listened attentively to his arrangement, and said, "I haven't congratulated you on your good looks yet."

"You guys are too sudden." After talking about the business, everyone started to make fun of Yan Qingping.

"Not suddenly, I've been thinking about it for a long time." Yan Qingping sighed, "I just recognized him and ran out, I'm sorry for him. Pindao has an intuition that this matter will not be too simple. I don't know when just came back."

Huamanlou picked up a chopstick of tofu and put it on Yan Qingping's plate: "Qingping try it, the simmered tofu in Jufulou is a must."

After Yan Qingping started to taste tofu, Hua Manlou said again: "Qingping has something you can ask me to bring to Xiaoxue. You can also write a letter." He also called "Xiaoxue" along with Yan Qingping, this title is a bit narrow- When calling, it always reminded Lu Xiaofeng of the cold face of Sword God.

"Letter..." Yan Qingping pondered for a while, "I really have something to do, just ask the two of you to help me refer to it."

"Oh? It's rare for the Taoist priest to ask me for help." Lu Xiaofeng, who was snoring and eating tofu, raised his head.

"It's like this... I don't know if I can do this." Yan Qingping was a little confused, "This kid... wants me to give him a new name. I thought, although the name 'Wuhen' It’s a bit heavy, but after all it was started by his biological father, so it can’t be changed easily, and it’s also an alias for Pindao. But I don’t know if it’s a bit bad to do so?” He was a little unsure, the customs of the ancients in this regard Habits or something, he really doesn't understand.

"It's not a big deal to choose another name." Hua Manlou thought for a while and said, "Just treat it as a nickname, and you can use it as a character when you grow up." This martial arts world also has characters, but it's far away. It is not as common as formal history, only some scholars can take Biaozi, and there is no relationship between names and Biaozi.

"Have Qing Ping decided on a name?" Lu Xiaofeng asked.

"I have some ideas... think about it poorly." Yan Qingping made a fool of himself.

Because I was in a hurry to leave for a while, the meal didn't take long.Xiao Yuqing came back soon and told them that things were ready and they could leave at any time.

"Wait a minute." Yan Qingping had already borrowed a pen and ink, and he wrote two words in an envelope, handed it to Hua Manlou: "I'll leave it to Brother Hua."

"No problem." Hua Manlou put the letter into his wide sleeve with a smile.

When these two black-bellied guys did all this, they deliberately avoided Lu Xiaofeng, and even blocked his sight on purpose.Lu Xiaofeng said resentfully: "I'm not curious, you just pretend to be mysterious!"

Hua Manlou and Yan Qingping, who were listening, showed knowing (belly) and hearty (dark) smiles.

Riding on the horse, the two of them rode away amidst Hua Manlou and Xiao Yuqing waving goodbye.

Here, Huamanlou and Xiao Yuqing bid farewell to each other, Xiao Yuqing returned to his Tingyulou to sit in town, and Huamanlou returned to his small building.

He also packed two orders of Ju Fu Lou's signature stewed tofu.

Although he didn't experience it personally, just listening to Xiao Yuqing's story, Hua Manlou felt a little bit angry.At this time, [-]% of it is artificial, and those people behind the scenes who plotted with other people's corpses are too much.

Therefore, he lost the intention of visiting the flower viewing party, and hurried back to the small building.

Sun Xiuqing was having dinner with her son, and when Hua Manlou came back alone, she knew what was going on.On the contrary, Ximen Xiaoxue was very disappointed.

Hua Manlou patted his head: "Your adoptive father has something for me to pass on." Then he took out the letter from his sleeve and handed it to him, "Your adoptive father said that your father won't change your name when he got it. , but he can give you another nickname as a daily nickname. If your mother agrees, it can also be used as a nickname in the future."

Ximen Xiaoxue became happy after hearing what he said.He hurriedly wiped his hands on the towel beside him, took the envelope with respectful hands, opened it, took out the snow-white rice paper and unfolded it, then opened his eyes wide.

Sun Xiuqing also moved over with great interest.After reading the words on the paper, she raised her eyebrows.

"What is it?" The invisible Hua Manlou asked with a smile, he didn't know what Yan Qingping wrote.

"Yes--"

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

This time, Yan Qingping finally experienced the "sleeping in the wind and sleeping in the open, living in the wind and sleeping in the rain" when traveling around the rivers and lakes.

In the evening, he spread out the small blanket in his bundle and spread it on the ground, then sat silently on it and watched Lu Xiaofeng bake the steamed buns.

"Qingping, have you ever had such an experience?" Lu Xiaofeng said while turning the steamed bun.

"No." Yan Qingping said while stroking the small cloth bag he carried with him.It's one of the things he uses to cover up the system backpack.

"Then you have to experience it carefully. Hey, Qingping, what are you looking for?" Lu Xiaofeng noticed his movements.

"Seasoning." Yan Qingping replied, and then took out many exquisite bottles and jars.

"Baked steamed buns?"

Yan Qingping glanced at him lazily, a silver light flashed with ink on his fingertips, and there was a sound of breaking through the air, and a gray pigeon fell straight down, right in front of Yan Qingping.

Yan Qingping didn't even stand up, reached out to pick up the terribly dead pigeon, and said calmly, "No, roasted pigeon."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "If you deal with these in the forest, you may attract wild wolves."

"I have my own way." Yan Qingping said slowly, this pigeon is so fat, it can be called a "beggar pigeon" without bleeding.

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly remembered something: "By the way, Qingping, what name did you have?"

"That." Yan Qingping raised his eyebrows, "There's nothing we can't say. It's—"