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Chapter 457 Are you mentally ill?
In the evening, Yan Qing, Qi Ming, Ma Bingliang, and Tang Yuanyuan returned to the village.

Qiao Ci'an, who was far away in Xuzhou, also came back with her little apprentice Zhou You. Han Musen, who was sometimes away from the village, and Duan Qinghua, who had not been seen for a while since he returned to Beijing, also came.

All the friends are back. Fu Cancan and Xiao Lin are very happy. They plan to cook many delicious dishes in the evening. Tang Yuanyuan, Qiao Ci'an, Duan Qinghua and Han Musen help them. They are talking and laughing in the kitchen while cooking. They are very happy.

"My dear Master Han, it's really unfair that this potato died in your hands." Fu Cancan's mouth twitched wildly. Looking at the potato that was originally as big as an adult's fist being cut into the size of a small glutinous rice ball, she regretted letting him take over the project of cutting potatoes.

The culprit didn't think he had done anything wrong. Instead, he showed off the little dumpling, "Don't you think this is a work of art? Look how round and beautiful the potato I peeled is."

Fu Cancan chuckled twice, picked up the water scoop beside him and hit him on the head.

"You're right to waste food!"

Han Musen was hit with a bucket of water out of nowhere and had no idea what was happening. He looked at Fu Cancan in bewilderment and said in disbelief, "You actually hit me?!"

"Not only did I hit you, I also scolded you," Fu Cancan said, "Are you out of your mind? Even if you haven't done these things, you should have some basic common sense. Who would peel potatoes like this? Ah!"

Han Musen: “…”

Why is he so fierce? It would be fine if he didn't do art.

After being scolded, Han Musen didn't dare to talk back, nor did he dare to do art anymore. He just peeled potatoes obediently.

Seeing him being scolded and seeing the potato that looked like a small dumpling, everyone else couldn't help but laugh.

Duan Qinghua was especially proud of Han Musen. As a rich young man, he had never done any housework.

But he is gifted and can do everything well.

"Xiao Lin, I've peeled all the garlic, can you take a look at it?"

Duan Qinghua handed the peeled garlic to Xiao Lin, his eyes sparkling, like a child waiting for praise.

But Xiao Lin was busy preparing the food and only took a glance, "Well, okay, just put it wherever you want."

"Then peel the lettuce for me."

Duan Qinghua felt a little disappointed because there was no praise. He whispered "OK" and took the lettuce and a knife to peel it.

Tang Yuanyuan and Qiao Ci'an are both veterans in the kitchen. They are responsible for slaughtering chickens and fish.

Two kids, Zhou You and Xiao Xiao, were doing their homework in the room.

Taoist Priest Xuan Yue, Ma Bingliang, Yan Qing, Qi Ming and a ghost were sitting in the yard chatting. Some guests of the B&B would also sit in the yard chatting, enjoying the breeze and appreciating the beautiful night view of the village in the evening.

Ma Bingliang couldn't help but keep glancing into the room, and asked quietly, "Uncle Master, how do you think Chen Jiang did this?"

It was naturally a good thing that his old friend had successfully reincarnated, and he was naturally happy, but he had always been confused about this issue.

He had clearly seen that Chen Jiang's soul had been torn apart, and there was no possibility of reincarnation under such circumstances, but he actually left a wisp of his soul and reincarnated as Zhou You.

Moreover, he had calculated for Zhou You before, but he didn't figure out that he was the reincarnation of an old friend at all. He only figured out that he had lost one soul.

Taoist Priest Xuan Yue sat in a wheelchair, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand. He drank and said, "Isn't it normal that there are things in this world that we don't know about and can't do?"

This statement is correct.

The world is so big, there are countless talented people, and there are so many things they don’t know.

"Where did Yang Fan go?" Qi Ming looked around but could not see any trace of Yang Fan. He also could not sense her presence upstairs.

Ma Bingliang then noticed that Yang Fan was not there, "Yes, where is Grandmaster Yang Fan?"

They haven't seen Yang Fan since they came back, and they were still thinking about telling her about the incident during the day when he was almost corroded by resentment and turned into a resentful corpse, as well as the results of their investigation.

Ever since the last time they encountered a grudge corpse and a large-scale grudge corpse incident broke out, they have never encountered a grudge corpse again. Except for the situation where living people were contaminated by the resentment, there was nothing unusual.

The whereabouts of the Japanese could not be found, and no resentful corpses appeared. It was as if the other party suddenly appeared to remind them of his existence.

Yan Qing looked at Taoist Xuan Yue, "Master, where did the Grandmaster go?"

Taoist Xuan Yue: "Take Lao Hei to the next village to help people deal with some minor problems."

Hearing this, Qi Ming's eyes moved slightly, and Yan Qing had a bad feeling in his heart.

Whenever Yang Fan acted alone, Yan Qing always felt that she would make something big and come back with it.

Just like the fight in the Netherworld before.

Yan Qing asked: "Where did the Grandmaster go to help? Do you need our help?"

Taoist Xuan Yue waved his hand, "No need, she should be back soon, she just went to the next village to deal with some minor problems."

One of the workers who was renovating Yang Fan’s house was from the next village. There was a small problem at home, so he asked Yang Fan to go over and take a look.

"Then I'd better go and take a look," Yan Qing said, turning back to the store to get the car keys and drive.

Qi Ming followed silently.

Seeing Yan Qing caring so much about Yang Fan, Ma Bingliang's expression became a little gossipy, "Uncle Master, how far have Yan Qing and Grandmaster Yang Fan come? When are they getting married?"

His sudden question confused Taoist Xuan Yue and he choked on his tea.

"Cough cough cough...Xiao Ma, what nonsense are you talking about?!" Taoist Xuan Yue glared at Ma Bingliang. This man must be getting old and confused!
Ma Bingliang said innocently, "Isn't Yan Qing the child husband you specially raised for the Grandmaster?"

He knew long ago that Taoist Xuan Yue was training Yan Qing not only as his disciple and the future head of Sanqing Palace, but also as someone's future "partner" in order to bring him greater benefits.

Therefore, he has always despised Taoist Xuan Yue's selfish behavior, sacrificing an innocent child for his own selfish desires.

Later, a great master suddenly appeared, and Taoist Xuan Yue asked Yan Qing to stay by her side all the time, so Ma Bingliang was very sure that Yang Fan was that person.

Yan Qing is the child husband that Taoist Xuan Yue raised for Yang Fan!

Although he used to despise and disapprove of such things, after meeting Yang Fan in person and seeing Yan Qing's attitude towards her, Ma Bingliang no longer felt that it was inappropriate.

After all, Yang Fan is good-looking and has great fighting ability. If they are in love with each other, it would be a good thing.

Ma Bingliang sighed, "I think Yan Qing and the Grandmaster are quite a good match."

Apart from the issue of seniority, they are quite compatible in terms of both their cult talents and appearance.

After hearing his words, Taoist Xuan Yue's mouth twitched wildly, "...You must be mentally ill."

Is he some kind of pervert, raising a child as Yang Fan's adopted husband? !
How could such a good thing happen to a child?