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Chapter 530 Collided
Yan Qing, Qiao Ci'an and Duan Qinghua brought each person's noodles to the table and passed them to the people next to them one by one.

Today, there was still a large table of people eating breakfast together. Taoist Xuan Yue was not here. He would sleep until about ten o'clock in the morning every day.

What was unusual was that Qi Ming was not there either. The little fanboy Ma Bingliang changed his clothes and came out of the room. Not seeing Yang Fan, he asked, "Grandmaster, Grandmaster Qi Ming, aren't you going to have breakfast today?"

Yang Fan took the mixed rice noodles from Xiao Lin and replied casually, "He went back to the underworld to work overtime."

Ma Bingliang sighed, "Master Qi Ming has worked so hard."

Yang Fan sighed lightly, saying that it was hard work. Why didn't he express his gratitude for her hard work?

This old man is too blindly worshipful.

The voice was not loud, and the surroundings were noisy, so Ma Bingliang did not hear it, but Xiao Xiao heard it. She immediately walked around the others, walked to Yang Fan, put a bun in her bowl, and said, "Grandmaster, you have worked hard."

Yang Fan gave her an appreciative look, "You have much better vision than your master."

Xiao Xiao chuckled twice, "This is all thanks to my ancestors, master, uncles, brothers and sisters. The sisters taught me well."

After this round of praise, everyone got praised.

Xiao Lin exclaimed in surprise, "The little Taoist priest is so sweet."

Everyone else looked at her with a smile. Ma Bingliang stroked his beard proudly and said, "Xiao Xiao is a smart kid."

"How cute," Xiao Mu said back.

When this child first came, he spoke haltingly and was very timid. Now he speaks so sweetly. He is really teachable.

Yang Fan looked at her cute face and picked up a bun for her in a good mood. "Don't flatter me. Eat quickly. Eat more so you have the strength to work."

Xiao Xiao nodded heavily, took the bun that Yang Fan picked for her, took a big bite, and then returned to her seat.

Everyone else sat down in their seats.

Yang Fan retracted his gaze and put two buns in the little white tiger's bowl. Its bowl was also full of mixed noodles. "Eat well. Only when you are full will you have the strength to practice with Bai Shiwu."

The little white tiger snorted proudly, bit off the bun in one bite, and ended up choking.

“Woo woo woo…” Help!

"No one will compete with you."

Yang Fan patted it on the back speechlessly, and the little white tiger immediately spat out the bun in its mouth.

Xiao Lin and her friends make their own buns, which are more solid and larger in size, with thin skin and large fillings. When you bite into them, they are full of meat.

The others couldn't help laughing when they saw the little white tiger like this.

Halfway through breakfast, Zhou You and Duan Qinghua each received a phone call.

Then Duan Qinghua and Xiao Xiao said, "Little Taoist priest, Ke Jiaqing will come to the village the day after tomorrow."

Zhou You nodded quickly, "My mother called me and told me about this."

Thanks to the relationship between the two families, they were able to easily contact Ke Jiaqing and invite her to visit the village.

Hearing Ke Jiaqing's name, Xiao Xiao subconsciously looked at Xiao Muhui, who was also looking at her.

The father and daughter looked at each other, with excitement, nervousness and worry in their eyes. They hadn't seen each other for so many years, even though they knew that the other party didn't recognize them because someone had tampered with their memory.

But they can't help but feel nervous and worried, wondering whether she would recognize them even if she remembered her memory, and whether their relationship could return to the way it was before?
Especially Xiao Muhui, he was most worried about this.

Xiao Xiao turned around and looked at Ma Bingliang, Yan Qing, and Yang Fan, his face full of nervousness.

Ma Bingliang comforted her, "Don't be nervous or afraid, just follow the method we taught you to break her curse."

Yan Qing and the others gave her a look of affirmation and trust. "It's just a small magic trick, don't be nervous," Qiao Ci'an comforted her, "If you really can't do it, we are still here for you."

Xiao Xiao nodded heavily, and the tension in his heart eased a little.

"Yan Qing, when will the Lian family deliver the peach wood?" Yang Fan raised his eyes and looked at Yan Qing.

Yan Qing replied, "They said they would send it over the day after tomorrow."

He had contacted Lian Chun and Ji Xingye on the same day. The Lian family and the Ji family have a good relationship and are even related by marriage.

The magic weapon made from a part of Xiao Muhui's torso was originally given to the Ji family by the Lian family as a betrothal gift, and is now in the hands of the Ji family.

After he contacted the two and explained the situation, they immediately said they would return the items, but because of the previous incident, the Lian family was constantly having problems and they were temporarily unable to spare the time to return the items.

We agreed to deliver them together the day after tomorrow.

"They all arrive the day after tomorrow," Yang Fan said as he ate, "What a coincidence."

Xiao Muhui was a little worried, "Will there be any problems?"

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It’s no wonder he thinks this way, mainly because in his mind even his family members are cold-hearted and selfish, and will do anything for money.

They arrived on the same day. Will there be any accidents on the way?
Before anyone else spoke, Duan Qinghua spoke first, "That shouldn't be the case. Ke Jiaqing came back from abroad and landed in Shanghai. He transferred from Shanghai to Shangrao."

"The Lian family and the Ji family are in Jing City, so we shouldn't run into them."

Ma Bingliang counted on his fingers and said, "They won't meet."

Yan Qing, Qiao Ci'an and Xiao Xiao all calculated and their results were the same as Ma Bingliang's.

Yang Fan looked up at Xiao Xiao, but didn't find anything wrong.

They all said there was no problem, and Xiao Muhui's nervous heart immediately relaxed. He even laughed at himself in his heart for being too nervous.

Xiao Xiao, who was sitting next to him, could clearly feel his mood changes and she knew he was worried.

Xiao Xiao thought for a moment and turned to Ma Bingliang and said, "Master, can you go to Shanghai with me the day after tomorrow?"

If he was worried, she would pick her up in person.

It just so happened that she also wanted to see her earlier, even though she didn't know her yet.

Afraid that Ma Bingliang would disagree, she added, "I want to see her sooner."

Ma Bingliang understood her feelings, thought about it and nodded, "Okay, then Master will..."

"I'll go with Xiao Xiao," Qiao Ci'an offered to help, "Master Ma is so old, it's a bit inconvenient for him to take the high-speed train."

"..."

In an instant, the room fell silent, and everyone's eyes fell on Ma Bingliang, who had a head full of white hair.

It may be that Ma Bingliang is a Taoist practitioner. Although he has white hair and wrinkles on his face, he calls Yang Fan and his friends the ancestor, and he is in good health, even better than many young people.

So they didn't have a very real sense of his age, but now after Qiao Ci'an said this, they realized belatedly that Ma Bingliang was an old man.

Ma Bingliang was not convinced when Qiao Ci'an directly called him old. "Although I am old, I can do everything that young people can do nowadays, including riding the high-speed rail!"

I really underestimated him. Although he is old, he has traveled around the country for many years. Is it impossible for him to take a child to Shanghai? !

If Chen Jiang were here, he would definitely question the other party severely about how he taught his apprentice and why he had no respect for his elders and even called him old!
Ma Bingliang glared at Zhou You unhappily.

Innocent Zhou You tilted his head and looked at Ma Bingliang in confusion. Is Master Ma angry?