When I was supposed to be slaying the dragon, I accidentally started cultivating immortality

PS: According to regulations, all real ground will be replaced with capitalized pinyin, so in the future, all "bei jing" will be replaced with "Emperor". We apologize for the bad reading impact on everyone.

"Then let's go. We will bring you wedding candies when we finish attending the wedding. Ling, you and Xiaotian should take good care of the house."

After Lu Mingfei's words, the sound of a door closing sounded.

Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang carried their luggage and walked out, leaving Ling and Xiaotian speechless in the room.

"Woof!" Xiao Tian raised his head and yelled, pointing out the door with his paw.

"Are you going for a walk?" Zero asked.

Xiao Tian nodded.

"Take the garbage away by the way." Ling pointed to the garbage bag packed in the corner.

"Wow!" Xiao Tian nodded.

…

Xiaotian ran out happily with a garbage bag in his mouth.

Zero sat on the sofa and stared at this scene - even though she had often seen this scene in the past few months, she was still not used to it.

After Xiao Tian also left, the huge villa was completely empty, and Ling actually felt a little bit uncomfortable.

The Special Operations Team had no training today. Zero picked up the dragon genealogy textbook that was as thick as a large brick on the coffee table, opened the book and began to study the following courses on his own.

She is the kind of good student who can be called the female version of Chu Zihang. Even if Lu Mingfei treats her completely, her grades in every subject can remain in the top three or even first in the grade, making other professors sigh with emotion. Why have I never met such a diligent and worry-free student?

"Ding dong——"

A crisp doorbell woke Zero up from being immersed in the textbook for more than ten minutes.

She lowered her head and glanced at the page number marked on the corner of the page. After writing it down, she closed the book and put it back on the coffee table. She got up and walked to the door.

"welcome."

While saying "Welcome" in a cold and polite tone that no one would believe, Zero opened the door.

Standing outside the door was Wiglaf, who looked a little embarrassed.

"Why is it you?" Wiglaf blurted out when he saw that it was Zero who opened the door.

"The mentor and Xiaoqiang went to attend a relative's wedding," Ling explained. "They have not been at home in the past few days."

"Went to the wedding..." Wiglaf was stunned for a moment, she had no idea this was happening.

But it's normal to think about it. She is not Su Xiaoqiang or Lu Mingfei. There is no need or obligation to tell her that someone is going to attend a relative's wedding.

Wiglaf's eyebrows dropped a little, and he felt inexplicably depressed.

"What's the matter with you coming to see your mentor and Xiaoqiang?" Zero's mood suddenly improved, "I'll tell you on your behalf."

Xiaoqiang...this title is really intimate.

Wiglaf thought.

There seemed to be a sudden spark in her heart, and a thoughtless sentence came out of her mouth: "Can I come in and sit down?"

Wiglaf wanted to slap himself as soon as he said this.

Zero was silent for a few seconds and nodded: "Okay."

Now her good mood is gone.

When Wiglaf walked in, since there were no servants at home and Xiao Tian was not around, Ling could only make a pot of black tea by himself.

The sofas in the living room are placed at right angles. Zero is sitting on the long side of the sofa, with "Dragon Genealogy" spread out on his knees, reading quietly. There is a steaming cup on the saucer on the coffee table in front of him. black tea.

Wiglaf sat on the sofa on the short side, sitting upright, looking forward, the headphones hanging around his neck, but no sound came out. The training weapon he brought was leaning against the armrest, and a cup of black tea was quietly simmering on the saucer in front of him. White steam.

zero:……

Wiglaf:…

zero:……

Wiglaf:…

There was only the occasional sound of turning books in the living room. Zero and Wiglaf seemed to be playing some kind of game like "One Two Three Wooden Man". Although they could move, whoever spoke first would lose.

If this was really a game, then Wiglaf must be the one at a disadvantage, because she opened her mouth to speak several times, but stopped herself.

"Ding dong——"

The clear and melodious doorbell rang again, and Zero and Wiglaf raised their heads to look at the door almost at the same time.

The sound of the doorbell was like that in a sweltering classroom in the middle of summer. The math teacher was writing incomprehensible formulas with chalk on the blackboard under the afterglow of the setting sun shining in from the window. The serenade of chalk hitting the blackboard made all the students faint. When I was drowsy, the small black hammer hanging on the old yellow putty wall outside the classroom door hit the bell cover hard, and the end of get out of class bell sounded louder and louder.

Zero closed the dragon genealogy textbook and placed it next to the black tea. He stood up and walked to the door to open it.

Wiglaf sat on the sofa and watched.

Zero opened the door, and completely unexpectedly, it was Caesar and Fingel standing outside.

"Zero, I have something to see Lu Mingfei. Is he here?"

Because of the angle, Caesar couldn't see Wiglaf sitting inside.

"My mentor and Xiaoqiang went to attend a relative's wedding," Ling said. "If you have anything, I can convey it to you."

"Uh... this matter is more, um... more private," Caesar was a little embarrassed, "I'd better tell him face to face."

Caesar didn't even choose to call Lu Mingfei but came to him directly. Obviously, this matter was not suitable for conveying on his behalf.

"Ahem, um, Miss Ling," Fingel said with a shy face, "Although Brother Fei and sister-in-law are not here, it's not easy for Brother Caesar and I to come over. Can you let us in for some tea? "

Fengel didn't bother with other people's tea, but Lu Mingfei was different, because according to the latest information he got, Lu Mingfei used unknown means to steal half of the top-quality Ceylon Highland black tea from the principal.

Fingel was not interested in what method Lu Mingfei used to blackmail the principal. Even if he knew about it, he would not dare.

But he was very interested in Lu Mingfei's black tea - although he looked like a rough guy who could chew peonies, as a German with "Feng" in his name and of aristocratic descent, Fingel was interested in high-quality tea. In fact, black tea still has a little bit of pursuit.

Of course, it would be better if it could be used to make milk tea.

"Can."

Zero is in a bad mood today.

Caesar actually didn't want to come in. He was a nobleman, he was a handsome nobleman, he was the president of the prestigious student union, and he didn't want to ask for a drink of tea.

But he came with Fingel, and it would look strange if Fingel went in and he left, so he had to follow.

After Zero and Fingel walked in behind him, Caesar looked at Fingel's majestic back and suddenly stopped, and he almost bumped into him if he didn't stop for a moment.

But he had no idea of ​​blaming Fingel, because after he stabilized his steps, he looked up and saw someone sitting on the sofa.

An acquaintance.

Caesar could understand Fingel's sudden stop, because it was normal for no matter who he was to subconsciously freeze after being frightened like this.

Ling had just said that Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang were not here and would not be back in a short time, but Wiglaf was sitting here, and looking at the two cups of stale tea placed in front of him and Ling, Wiglaf has been around for quite some time.

Caesar suddenly realized.

No wonder Wiglaf ran to Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang's house every day during this period. It turned out to be... How do you say that Chinese idiom?

The drunkard's intention is not to drink!

Also, although Ling usually doesn't like to talk and is alienated from others, and even obviously has some mysophobia. She even wears thin rubber gloves to use training weapons during training, but she is so cute, with such a flawless face, as if she was made by a master The doll-like face of Zhishou is enough to make men ignore all her shortcomings. Although due to her strong aura and polite detachment that makes people thousands of miles away, no one in the school pursues her, but they secretly like her. But there are a lot of people there...

Although Wiglaf's personality is a little jumpy, a little flamboyant, a little bit arrogant, and a little perverse, in the final analysis he is still a young man in his twenties, and it is normal to like cute girls, especially with his height , most of the mixed-race girls were not tall enough to match him. Only Ling, who was shorter, was somewhat harmonious when standing with him.

The witty Caesar felt that he had discovered the truth. Looking at Zero and Wiglaf who were silent, he suddenly felt uncomfortable as if he was a light bulb.

"Well, I remembered that the student union still has some matters that have not been dealt with, and Fingel, the head of the press department, and I need to rush back immediately," Caesar looked at Zero and said, "Let's leave now and come back next time."

"Yeah." Zero nodded.

Caesar reached out and grabbed Fingel by the back collar, dragged him out the door, and closed the door smoothly.

"President!" Fingel woke up from a dream, looking surprised. He pointed at the door and whispered hesitantly, "Could it be, zero sum..."

"Shhh," Caesar put his index finger in front of his mouth and shushed, "this is other people's private matters, let's not interfere."

…

Imperial Capital, evening, Wangfujing Food Street.

Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang were shopping while holding a full oversized brown paper bag.

It was approaching the twelfth lunar month, and it had gotten dark relatively early. The street lights on the commercial street had already been turned on, and the pedestrians on the street were wearing warm long-sleeved clothes.

Although they were not afraid of the cold, Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang also put on seasonal clothes so as not to attract too much attention.

Although it was completely impossible not to attract attention with such two faces, and the two of them filled the brown paper bags in their arms with a large amount of snacks as if they were restocking.

Being a monk has many benefits. In addition to not being afraid of the cold and being good-looking, there is another very important benefit, that is, you are not afraid of gaining weight and can eat freely.

There are still a few days left before the wedding of Su Jinye and Jiang Yunsi. Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang came early because Su Jinye said that they would be the best man and bridesmaid, so they had to come to the rehearsal a few days early. .

Lu Mingfei didn't quite understand why Su Jinye did this. Although he didn't think it was a big deal that he was handsome, but from an objective point of view, he was handsomer than Su Jinye, and Even if Su Jinye is already considered "very handsome" by the public, he is still much better than Su Jinye.

Similarly, Su Xiaoqiang is more beautiful than Jiang Yunsi, although the two people have completely different temperaments.

Didn't he think that asking him and Xiaoqiang to be the best man and bridesmaid was an act of ruining his own situation?

But Su Jinye didn't care, and Lu Mingfei obviously had no reason to refuse.

Today's rehearsal was over. He and Su Xiaoqiang had nothing to do, so they went out to visit the food court.

It has to be more, the Imperial Capital is indeed densely populated, and the food street has a large flow of people. It has just fallen into the night, and the spacious streets are brightly lit, which actually gives people a crowded feeling.

Although it is called a "food desert" by the imperial capital, a food street is after all a place where the essence of folk food in an urban area gathers. Even in a "food desert", this street is like a shining stream in the desert.

Walking along the commercial street, Lu Mingfei saw countless snacks and gourmet restaurants. With a generous attitude of not being short of money and not afraid of getting fat, he and Su Xiaoqiang found a welcoming shop and each ordered an oversized kraft paper If you see something you are interested in, buy it. If you buy it, put it into a paper bag. If you need to eat it while it's hot, you can eat it while walking. If you don't have high temperature requirements, put it in a bag and take it back to the hotel for a midnight snack in the evening.

The handsome men and beautiful women are enough to attract attention, not to mention the handsome men and beautiful women holding snacks in paper bags with the upper edge almost as high as the tip of their noses.

However, Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang are not the only ones. Just now, Lu Mingfei saw a young man wearing a slim black windbreaker in front of a bun shop. His arms were even bigger than him and Su Xiaoqiang, and they were almost stretched by snacks. The cracked brown paper bag took the two bags of buns handed over by the boss, and then a delicate girl wearing the same women's black windbreaker as him ran towards him.

Fellow-minded people...

While sighing that I am not alone in my path, Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang walked towards a tricycle selling candied haws with a huge brown paper bag. Each of them bought a bunch of hawthorn candied haws with seeds removed and fed them to the other.

After shopping and shopping, Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang walked out of the food court with great success, and then saw a group of people gathered in front of a store at the corner. In the center of the crowd, a middle-aged man's voice could be heard shouting angrily.

"Old monk, what do you want to do? I already told you that this is an amulet that the master has blessed. I, Kong Lianshun, have been running a shop here for almost ten years. How can I sell fakes!"

"Amitabha," the old man's voice in the crowd was full of confidence, "the old monk didn't say that the store's amulet was not consecrated. It's just that the word consecration does not apply to this amulet, magic weapon, etc. What's more, even according to what the store said, Some masters have consecrated it, but this is essentially just a psychological comfort. Just a thought, customers are free to buy it if they want. But the store owner, you insist on saying that this amulet has great power and can prevent people from the bloody disaster. It is a bit exaggerated to believe that disasters can even bring good fortune and turn bad luck into good fortune. The old monk just pointed it out."

Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang looked at each other and saw the curiosity in each other's eyes, so they stepped forward in unison.

In a small open space in the center of the crowd, a rich middle-aged man in a Tang suit looked at an old monk with a blushing face. The monk had a gray beard that probably hung down for more than a foot. He was tall, with a straight waist, and was wearing old and clean clothes. He wears a monk's robe and a pair of cloth shoes. His complexion is rosy and healthy. There are only inconspicuous wrinkles on his face and no age spots at all. If you ignore the beard and just look at his face, he seems to be less than fifty years old.

"How do I say it has anything to do with you? Do you want to sue me for fraud?! Why don't you go ask the police if this is considered fraud? This is a legal business, and what I sell are legal amulets and magic weapons!" The middle-aged man was obviously very angry.

"It is indeed legal," the old monk nodded, "but it would be unethical to trick a group of seventy or eighty-year-olds into paying 80,000 yuan to buy a useless amulet."