She made fire by setting up a stall

Chapter 365

After leaving the supermarket, Shi Luo walked aimlessly.

About two hours later, she stopped at the entrance of an alley.

Looking around, it is an old street a few hundred meters away from Qingzhuan Guwa. There are not many people. There are some specialty shops on both sides of the road, and the commercial atmosphere is not strong.

Time to lose interest.

She started to walk from the alley, and she saw a restaurant.

The name of the restaurant is very interesting, and the name of the store is called eating.

The store is not big, with a few tables and chairs scattered here and there, and books are placed on the entire wall facing the door.

This is not a restaurant, but a reading corner.

It was mid-afternoon at the moment, and there were only two or three young people sitting around the table, each holding a book in their hands and a cup of milk tea in their hands.

Shi Luo turned his eyes around the cups of milk tea.

I walked in decisively.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, a young man half lying behind the counter moved his neck, glanced over lazily, and said casually, "I don't have any food, I can adjust the drinks myself."

Then his eyes fell on Shi Luo.

Ordinary people can't help being amazed when they see Shi Luo, but this young man's expression is inexplicable.

The next moment, he sat up straight and raised his eyebrows, "A fellow?"

Shi Luo was also surprised.

After coming to Shangjing, she had encountered not a few celestial masters, but not many young ones.

And this young man can tell at a glance that Shi Luo is a celestial master, so his strength must not be bad.

Shi Luo nodded, only curious for a moment, then quickly turned his gaze away, "Milk tea."

The young man stared at it for a few seconds, then burst out laughing.

This made several young people who read the book look over in surprise.

In their eyes, the boss is an eccentric young man who opened the store not to make money, but to have a place to stay.

The time I come to the store every day is not fixed, that is, most of the time when I come, I will lie down halfway, and occasionally I will cook when I am in the mood.

But I have to say that the boss's cooking skills are really good.

The three of them are students from a nearby university, and they entered this store by chance at the beginning. When other customers entered the store, they would probably leave when they saw the attitude of the boss. good face.

The three of them looked at each other, and secretly said that people who are good-looking are treated well.

The boss looked at Shi Luo and didn't move.

Shi Luo frowned, and repeated, "Milk tea."

Seeing that he still didn't move, Shi Luo turned around and left.

"Wait a minute." The boss said, "I'll tune it for you."

Shi Luo stood still.

The boss came into the kitchen.

Not long after, a cup of freshly made milk tea was in his hand.

Before she put it in her hand, she smelled a fragrance.

Shi Luo's eyes lit up, she walked over, took the glass from the boss's hand, and took a sip through the straw, the taste was really different.

"Can I pack it?" Shi Luo asked again.

She wanted to bring it to Ming Xun to taste.

"No." The boss shook his head.

Shi Luo nodded without forcing her. After drinking her milk tea, she took out a handful of change from her pocket and looked at the boss.

"For the sake of comrades, I'll give you this cup." The boss glanced at the money in Shi Luo's hand, and then turned his gaze back to Shi Luo's face. He couldn't see Shi Luo's fate.

Shi Luo didn't accept the gift from the boss, she first drew ten yuan, thought the taste was good, and asked the boss, "Is it enough?"

The boss smiled, "Enough."

Shi Luo put the money on the counter, turned and left.

But before reaching the door, the boss asked again slowly, "Fellow Daoist, can you see my face clearly?"

"I can see clearly." Shi fell back.

The boss said in a low voice: "Sure enough."

For the sake of the milk tea, Shi Luo turned his head and said to him, "Escaping won't make you truly relieved."

The boss frowned, then twitched the corners of his mouth, "Fellow Daoist said it was easy."

"Then have you asked him yourself?"

The boss froze for a moment, then shook his head.

"Why don't you ask?" Shi Luo looked at him strangely.

This boss has a lot of knowledge, so it must be easy for him to summon the soul.

"No need."

Since it was his choice, Shi Luo respected it.

She nodded to the boss, lifted her foot and left.

After going out the door, after walking down a few steps, the boss chased him out again.

He thought about it and asked Shi Luo, "You, can you—"

Shi Luo turned to look at him, "If you can make a cup of milk tea that I can take away, I will help you."

The boss's sad face froze at first, but he suddenly felt that his entanglement over the years might really be asking for trouble.

"Good." said the boss.

When the boss returned with Shi Luo, the three young men who had just been reading had already left.

"I was rescued from the fire by my master. My master treated me like a son, but he died because of me." Back then, he was young and energetic, and could not tolerate the sand in his eyes. He confronted evil cultivators and insisted on subduing them However, since the evil cultivator is an evil cultivator, what he used was a sinister technique. In order to save him, his master died.

Since the death of his master, he has not used any spells, and he feels that he is no longer worthy of being a master.

He had nothing to do, so he opened this small shop and spent his days lazily.

"If you don't ask, how do you know what Master thinks?" Shi Luo asked back.

"I don't have the face to see Master." Changing from his previous laziness, the boss sighed. He pulled the stool away for Shi Luo, waited for Shi Luo to sit down, poured him another glass of water, and then sat opposite Shi Luo, "And I don't Knowing the master's soul, the master is still in the world."

"That evil cultivator seems to like to collect the three souls of human beings." The boss said again.

The master is a celestial master, and the soul of life is stronger than that of ordinary people. It is impossible for the evil cultivator to let go of the three souls and seven souls of the master.

Shi Luo raised his eyebrows, "But Fate Soul?"

The boss sat up straight, and he looked eagerly at Shi Luo, "Do you know who that person is?"

The master protected him with his life, and when he woke up, the evil cultivator had disappeared.

And the last sentence the master left him was to ask him not to take revenge.

He knew that Master was worried that he would lose his life if he was not an opponent of evil cultivators.

He listened to his master all these years and never looked for that evil cultivator, but this was a scar in his heart.

"I once saw a girl who betrayed one of her three souls." Shi Luo guessed, "The evil cultivator must have other plans to collect fate souls."

"Ouyang Chen." The man stretched out his hand towards Shi Luo.

Shi Luo shook hands with him and said his name.

"Can I add your contact information? If you find that evil cultivator, fellow Taoist, please let me know." He had been passing through these years, and Shi Luo's words woke him up. He wanted to find that evil cultivator and avenge his master.

"it is good."

Ouyang Chen solemnly performed a Taoist salute with Shi Luo, "Then I will trouble fellow Taoists to summon my master's soul."

Shi Luo nodded, "You can help me."

The boss was a little uneasy, "But I haven't used spells for many years."

Some he deliberately wants to forget.

"There is me."

There are not many words at the time, but it always gives people a sense of security.

Ouyang Chen no longer hesitated and nodded heavily.

The two went to the backyard.

There is a special room in the backyard with simple furniture. The most striking thing is that there is a photo hanging on the east wall, and there is an incense burner below.

Ouyang Chen explained, "My master likes hand-rolled noodles."

(End of this chapter)