"Don’t … you come back late just to let me enjoy the delicious food alone …" Mohe leisurely put a chopstick into his mouth, raised his glass and blinked at Pan Hui, and then took a sip of it. "Nice wine!"
Pan Hui mercilessly stared his one eye, stretched out his hand and put a few dishes in front of Mohe, just like a food-protecting posture.
Mohe’s eyes immediately got wide with chopsticks and went to grab food. All Pan Hui stopped them from tearing each other down for more than a dozen times. At last Mohe still failed to grab a chopstick, but the wife of shop-owner has already yelled at the side. "I said! Can you two have a good meal? If you call the table again, you will have to tear it down! "
"Yes!" Mohe immediately got angry and stretched out his hand to grab the dish. As a result, he was slapped by the boss’s wife on the back of his hand, and he couldn’t help exclaiming. He looked at the boss’s face in horror and was wronged and puzzled.
The wife of shop-owner pointed to the hip flask beside him and shouted, "Drink your wine! You are already a fairy, and you are not ashamed to compete with an ordinary person for food! Eating less will not kill you! "
"He …" A finger at Mohe angrily said that Duane almost blurted out the other party’s repair, but after contacting Duane’s light eyes early, he immediately changed his head. "He will not die if he eats less! If it’s a big deal, give him a midnight snack later! "
As soon as the words sound just fell, I heard the wind coming from my ears. Mohe turned his head to the right sensitively, feeling strong and tearing. I brushed something from my ear and nailed it to the wall.
He looked intently at a chopstick inserted into the powder wall and directly submerged it, leaving a dot exposed.
He turned to look and found Pan Huizheng looking at his chopsticks with a cold face.
Mohe raised my hand and touched the hair falling from my ear. It never occurred to me that Pan Hui’s hand was so clean that it was just a killing posture. If he hadn’t been swept away when he avoided it, it wouldn’t be his bangs!
Chapter 3 the truth? The culprit?
Pan Hui didn’t buckle chopsticks from the wall until the end. The little dot left outside is like a mark in this room.
Mohe drank a pot of wine without saying a word, and never went to grab food with Duane, so he could watch an ordinary man dressed in men’s clothes who didn’t know how much more advanced than himself enjoy the food.
The proprietress said slowly after dinner in Duane, "When are you leaving?"
Pu never thought that Pan Hui and Du Ang would stay in Liangcheng for two months, which is the limit. Although she has been longing for earthly life and living in the world of mortals for a hundred years, she has never fallen into the realm of cultivating immortals.
Just because she doesn’t practice doesn’t mean she’s blocked her eyes and ears. She should know that she still knows that Bai Suopu knows that Pan Hui and Duane will leave.
These two people are not things in the pool, let alone the world. Even the human world will never be a shackle that traps them. They should be outside the human world, perhaps the celestial world, or above the six realms.
At the wife of shop-owner Duane didn’t answer, but quietly looked at Pan Hui.
Pan Hui nodded knowingly. "You will leave us in the first month … and there are still some things to be dealt with."
Duane said nothing and Pan Hui spoke.
"It’s time to go back. If some things are not solved, the law will continue forever. I can’t do it without knowing what happened and facing the culprit calmly. I won’t go back again until things are completely solved this time." Pan Hui put her hands together in her sleeve and kept pinching her thumb on the side of her index finger as if this could make herself a little calmer.
A big hand came over and wrapped her hands through the sleeves. She was familiar with the body temperature and finally settled down. She raised her eyebrows and looked at Duane beside her and chuckled.
The proprietress put the things on hand, "You can wait for me to send something from the island to say that the peony injury has healed. The owner of the island thanked you and Mu Yan for saving the two children that day and specially sent you a waist tag to get in and out of Wansheng Island. You are welcome to go there at any time. I’ll get it for you."
Said the pu went to the room from the living room and handed Pan Hui a wooden waist tag.
Pan Hui hands took the eyes instantly show surprise.
She didn’t expect that it would look like an ordinary two-inch square wooden waist tag, so it would weigh a little more than the stone table in the courtyard, and she almost missed it at the moment.
Pu’s face showed a clear look and smiled. "This waist tag is made of Cycas unique to our island, which is several times heavier than ordinary iron wood. The most important thing is that it will not be damaged even by the operation method. Every waist tag is made by the island owner personally. People who have the imprint of the island owner need to inject their own breath into it, and the island owner will feel something, so that others can be prevented from stealing the waist tag and sneaking into Wansheng Island."
Pan Huixin looked at the’re’ in his hand carefully and finally found a peach leaf shape mark on the back, which was very plain in the ancient’re’, but the mark surface contained a strong atmosphere, which made people question the identity of the manufacturer.
I’m afraid there is only one person in the whole human world who can severely injure the Vulcan Palace Master’s punishment vulture every other move!
Pan Huishun followed the boss’s wife’s advice and poured his breath into the waist tag. Soon, the waist tag suddenly flashed a green light, and then the original two-inch square’re directly hung on a pair of earrings, and Pan Huishuang’s ears became as big as nails.
The proprietress was shocked by the expansion and contraction of her pupils.
This is the first time that she saw the waist tag changing shape. Every waist tag was still the same after receiving the messenger’s breath. Therefore, they would carry it with them to prevent loss. But they never thought that they would change into different shapes at will, and it was obvious that Pan Hui’s ignorant face knew that this situation was definitely not Pan Hui’s control, but that this waist tag changed itself.
The proprietress was surprised for a moment before she came to her senses and looked at Pan Hui’s earlobes a few times. She said, "Go back to the island and ask the island owner." Well, then you can come to Wansheng Island directly. This waist tag will be in the sea. You don’t need to worry about getting lost. "
Pan Hui eyes a bright smile is very happy "good thing! Is Yue Bai on Wansheng Island next door? "
The proprietress nodded first and then shook her head. "Yue Bai has no specific position, but it is generally floating near Wansheng Island. Even if you find Wansheng Island, you can’t find Yue Bai unless you have their Chinese to lead you to Yue Bai?"
Pan Hui shook her head. "I’m asking in case someone follows me to Wansheng Island in the future, and they should be safe if they can’t find Yue Bai."
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