Lan Ke Qi Yuan: Extra: The Unbroken Past 9

"Hey, who are you? Why do you sit down and eat it? This noodle is not yours."

Sun Yiqiu came to his senses and couldn't help scolding him.

The visitor was chewing the noodles in his mouth. He raised his left hand slightly to signal Sun Yiqiu to stop talking. Then he took out eight coins from his arms and placed it on the table while still tasting the noodles in his mouth.

Sun Yiqiu scratched his head and held back what he said. He looked back at his father, and when the latter nodded, Sun Yiqiu put the money away and said something slightly embarrassed. .

"Please be patient, sir."

Ji Yuan ignored Sun Yiqiu and instead ate his own noodles. He faintly heard someone sighing softly at the table next to him.

"If I had known earlier, I would have bought that girl's face."

"Yeah, I haven't eaten it anyway."

Ji Yuan smiled and shook his head. Suddenly he heard someone mutter in an extremely small voice, "I've had better." This almost made Ji Yuan laugh in the face, and he couldn't help but look sideways at the person who spoke. , a Confucian scholar with slightly dark skin and regular features.

But at this time, a dark wind blew over.

Although the scholars here are not very advanced in literature and art, and no one can hear the words of Hu Yun and She Ji, nor are they too sensitive to feel Qi, the feeling when ghosts and gods are approaching is still quite obvious.

Some Confucian scholars noticed something, and some even vaguely saw the whereabouts of Yinzai. Among them was the slightly slutty Confucian scholar, who also warned his companions at the table.

"Shut up, the wandering **** is passing by."

The chatter and laughter in the stall suddenly became much quieter. Two night patrolmen and a few undercover agents arrived at the noodle stall and searched the surroundings carefully.

"Just now, the energy was stirring here, and there was clearly a hint of demonic energy hidden there, but now it is gone."

"Maybe there is some incredible monster hiding in the temple fair."

The two wandering gods arrived at the stall as they spoke. They glanced at several tables of Confucian scholars. Those who could not detect them were still chatting and laughing, while those who could notice them were obviously a little reserved. However, the Confucian scholar who was paying attention was very cautious. He was calm, but he didn't take the initiative to say hello to Yin Zai.

Then the eyes of the two wandering gods fell on Ji Yuan, who was eating noodles at a table alone.

"This is the former residence of the literary sage. If there are evildoers who dare to make mistakes, there will be no good end."

"Don't look at it, I'm just a mortal."

You Shen left with Yin Chai. Ji Yuan didn't even look at it from beginning to end. He was just eating noodles there. When he was almost done eating, he raised his head and shouted in the direction of the Sun family.

"Does the store have haggis? It would be best if there is beef offal."

The one who answered now was Sun's father, who wiped his hands with a cloth and said with an apologetic smile.

"Sorry, sir, it's gone."

"Sell it if you have it. I used to be a regular customer of this stall. Everyone I know calls me sir."

Father Sun looked at the guest who was speaking carefully and asked with a frown.

"Who is your guest officer?"

"My surname is Ji."

Ji Yuan sucked the chopsticks and then placed them horizontally on the bowl of clean noodles.

"Oh, it turns out to be Mr. Ji. You seem to know some things about our stall. It's really inconvenient. If you want to eat, please hurry up and I'll save it for you..."

Sun’s father explained kindly.

"It's really inconvenient to force it."

Ji Yuan didn't insist and stood up directly. After taking a few steps, he suddenly looked back at the cupboard.

"Shopkeeper, I would like to ask, if you leave a portion, who are you leaving it to?"

"Uh this..."

Sun Yiqiu's thoughts were not slow and he answered immediately.

"This may be a metaphor from our ancestors, which is similar to having more than enough every year."

This explanation seemed to make sense, Sun's father nodded slightly, and Ji Yuan didn't ask any more questions.

Who said that immortals must be free and easy to the end, and whoever said that immortals must be indifferent, why should they be born in this world and wander around in the mortal world? At least Ji Yuan is still a little disappointed at this moment, but that's all.

"It still tastes delicious, but it feels like something is missing!"

Ji Yuan walked away slowly, but the Confucian scholar in the stall stood up.

"Store, it's not good if someone comes to eat for free, but it doesn't seem good to sell one noodle for two portions, right?"

This was obviously talking about what had just happened. The Confucian scholar's voice was neither loud nor quiet, and could be heard both inside and outside the stall.

"What the guest officer said is that if the guest officer comes back, as long as the stall is open, he will make a new bowl of noodles for her."

The Confucian scholar looked outside the noodle stall for a long time, then nodded to Sun's father and sat down. His companions beside him were still nervous about what they had just encountered.

"Hey, brother, why did you come here just now?" "It couldn't be because of those two girls, right?"

"I think it's more like I came here for Mr. Ji."

After sitting down, the Confucian scholar still looked frequently in the direction Ji Yuan left, muttering something like "It shouldn't be possible."

"Brother, brother? What's wrong with you?"

"Oh, it's nothing. Let's eat noodles. When the time comes, we will go to the Confucian Temple."

There were diners coming and going at the stalls, and there was an endless stream of pedestrians at the temple fair. Ji Yuan walked in the dimly lit area, watching the occasional fireworks that rose into the sky thoughtfully.

"I have stayed here for so many years, but I don't recognize the people who are waiting. It's ridiculous and sad."

A calm voice came from the side. Ji Yuan turned around and saw that Lu Shanjun was already standing not far away, bowing respectfully.

"Disciple Lu Shanjun, hello, Master!"

Until this moment, Lu Shanjun could no longer remain calm, his voice was filled with uncontrollable excitement, and his eyes were slightly red when he raised his head.

"Master, is it really you? I have missed you so much these years!"

When it comes to Ji Yuan, Hu Yun and others are relatively calm most of the time. They will ask acquaintances when they meet, and they will also ask when they come to Ju'an Xiaoge. They maintain this kind of normalcy. I don’t believe that Ji Yuan will really die of old age or disappear from heaven and earth.

But until this moment when he saw Ji Yuan, even Lu Shanjun, who had always been fierce and strong, was a little unable to hold back.

"I was so sleepy that I took a nap in the mountains and woke up not long ago. How have you been these past few years?"

"My disciples are concentrating on cultivating and everything will be fine. Please ask Master for guidance!"

"I can't give you any advice, let's go home."

Ji Yuan was quite calm when he spoke, but he was very moved in his heart. He just had a dreamless sleep, but he had been waiting for those who cared about him for hundreds of years.

Outside the door of Ju'an Pavilion, Mr. Lu Shan stood respectfully. Ji Yuan scanned the plaque and touched the door. Then he pushed gently and the door slowly opened.

Zao Niang, who was sitting in the courtyard reading a book, felt this. She raised her head and looked at the door. She was stunned for a moment. She didn't know how to speak. Two lines of tears flowed from her eyes unconsciously.

"Sir?"

"Zao Niang, the great master is back!" "Zao Niang!"

"Where is Hu Yun?" "I want to eat ink!"

"Hahahaha, we are back too!"

"We have been guarding the great master!"

The noisy voice of the small characters came over the next moment, and the chatter of the bookstore www.zhaｏshuyuan.com was so lively. The sword intention note flew out from Ji Yuan's arms, and the small characters with flashing light also flew out.

Ji Yuan didn't say anything unnecessary. He walked to the courtyard and patted the snow on his body. He sat at the table under the tree as before and said something with a smile.

"Zao Niang, make me a pot of jujube honey tea."

"Yeah!"

Lu Shanjun also walked into the courtyard and whispered a few words. Ji Yuan clapped his hands in agreement.

"If I don't tell you, I'm afraid some old friends will get angry afterwards."

After a while, many chirping little characters rose into the sky amidst the noise, and rays of light flew out of Ju'an Pavilion, streaking across the night sky like meteors and flying into the distance.

In the courtyard of the small pavilion, flower buds bulged everywhere on the treetops of the jujube trees, and then slowly bloomed. In just a moment, the trees were covered with yellow flowers, and the fragrance of the flowers flowed out of the Ju'an Xiaoge and spread to the entire Ning'an County.

In Ning'an County, wherever the fragrance of flowers passes, green leaves break through the snow, twigs sprout, and flowers bloom. Everyone stops and is amazed!