The idlers were taken aback.

"Your daddy?"

"Fan Qinghe?"

After taking a closer look at Mingmei and Fan Mo's dress, as well as the appearance of the fireworks on his face, he immediately had no doubts.

Several of them stood up, confessed their sins, and hurried outside.

They are just bragging, who knows that it will be blown in front of the Lord?

Fortunately, there is still life to stay.

Everyone left.

The room was immediately cleared.

Bright and carelessly eating her meal.

Fan Mo's cold face raised the corners of his upper lip slightly. "I can't cook here today, and when I get to the place in the evening, I'll do it for you."

"Hmm!"

Mingmei nodded slightly, she didn't eat much, and put down the chopsticks after tasting a few bites.

Fan Mo ate very carefully, but he thought in his heart, if he made it himself, what should he do to make these dishes well.

After the two finished eating, they walked out of the store, but there was a little girl of five or six years old standing at the door, biting her fingers and looking at Mingmei, and said, "Big sister, you are a martial saint, will you drive away the demon?" ”

Mingmei didn't answer, and looked at the people around her with a cold look.

There was a look of hope on everyone's faces, but no one dared to ask, but let this ignorant little girl speak for them.

Fan Mo's eyes swept over with cold eyes, those people couldn't hold it anymore, and finally dispersed in a hurry.

He sighed silently, took out a piece of candy from the snack bag in his arms, handed it to the little girl, and said softly: "Let's eat candy and go play!" ”

The little girl took the candy and went away happily.

Fan Mo looked at her back with a heavy heart.

How does she know who and what demons?

She didn't know that the real demon was hidden in people's hearts.

Fan Mo took out another piece of candy for Mingmei, this was a small snack he took the time to make for Mingmei, Mingmei liked it very much, so he made some more and took it with him.

The bright and condensed eyebrows and eyes were not even noticed by themselves, and they were a little gentle.

I took the sugar and put it in my mouth, it was sweet and greasy, but my mood was much happier.

Fan Mo's thin lips were slightly hooked. "Is it delicious?"

Mingmei: "......" when she was a three-year-old child? will answer such childish questions.

Fan Mo looked at her seriously, and that feeling was like a child waiting for praise.

Mingmei was silent for three seconds. "Delicious!"

The smile on Fan Mo's face bloomed widely. "If you like me, I'll do more next time, what did you say you liked to eat last time? I write it down, and I always feel like I'll do what you say. ”

Mingmei couldn't find the words to answer him for a while, so she hummed softly.

Fan Tuanzi stared at Fan Mo's snack bag and licked his lips: What do you want to taste.

The two men crossed the street and came to a large mansion.

This is Fengyunyi's residence in Tiandu.

Everyone knows that Fengyunyi has given all his net worth to Fan Mo, and Fan Mo came here to receive the wealth of Fengyunyi's gift.

The dumplings were a little strange: "Is Fan Mo short of money?" ”、

If you are not short of money, how can you come here for hundreds of miles to receive the wealth of Fengyunyi.

Mingmei looked at Fan Mo thoughtfully. "He's not short of money!"

The wealth represented behind the Martial Saint Order is countless, and the wealth of the entire Brahma Sect is within the scope of his mobilization, many people in this world will be short of money, but Fan Mo will not.

He's here for a different purpose.

Fan Mo saw that the gate was intact, even the formation was there, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, indicating that this place had not been destroyed by anyone, and the things inside were still there.

The door opened from the inside.

A housekeeper-like person, looking at Fan Mo, looking at Mingmei, bowed down and said, "But Qin Wusheng, Young Master Fan?" The old servant has been waiting for a long time. ”

Messages run faster than people.

At this time, everyone knew that Fengyunyi gave all his wealth to Fan Mo.

It was normal for Fan Mo to come and receive the property.

The housekeeper has served in the Feng family all his life, so naturally he will not go against the will of the old master.

What's more, Yu Xian'er is no longer here, and there is no one else to inherit the property.

If Fan Mo doesn't come, it won't be long before this place will be leveled by the martial arts people, so it's better to hand it over to Fan Mo generously.

Mingmei and Fan Mo were welcomed into the main hall, and the old servant took out the list of goods and asked Fan Mo to check it, Fan Mo swept it at a glance, and there was nothing he wanted on it.

The housekeeper looked at his nose and nose, and his nose looked at his heart, and he already roughly understood what Fan Mo was looking for.

He spoke: "The old master also has a secret room, where outsiders are never allowed to enter, and Young Master Fan may be able to find what he is looking for there." ”

Say yes, take the initiative to lead the way.

Skirting the corridor, we come to an inconspicuous ancestral hall where a wandering physiognomist is enshrined.

The butler stood outside the door and did not go in.

Mingmei looked at the statue of the god, was silent, and did not go in.

Fan Mo looked at her eagerly.

Mingmei pointed to the idol inside indifferently and said, "I'll go in, I'm afraid he won't be able to stand it." ”

The butler was amazed.

Fan Mo's expression moved slightly, looking at the statue that suddenly seemed to be sweating, and couldn't help but smile.

After laughing, I quietly breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, and I couldn't tell what I felt.

He didn't know if what Fengyunyi said was true or not, but he had to prepare for the worst in advance.

Fan Mo visited it for a long time, looking for mechanisms everywhere.

The idol seemed to be eager for Mingmei and Fan Mo to hurry up, and quietly opened a doorway, Fan Mo hesitated for a moment and walked in......

Outside.

Blue sky and white clouds.

The wind blows the flowers and falls, and the green poplars flutter.

Looking at the scenery outside, she was indifferent.

Fan Wanzi's head was on fire in a hurry, God knows how much it wanted to go in with Fan Mo.

Whoa! Secrets, secrets, it's going to see secrets!

Bright: "......"

Why is the system she chooses so gossipy?

Next time, if you choose a system, be sure to measure the gossip value......

If the gossip value is too high, it's better to extinguish it.

The dough seemed to feel bad, and rushed over and rubbed her bright face with her soft hair. Blinking his big eyes, he said softly: "Host, the weather is so good today, it's very suitable for basking in dumplings!" ”

"Huh!" Brightly looked at it with a smile, and the topic change was very stiff.

It didn't take long.

Fan Mo came out.

There was something inexplicable in his eyes, as if he was very struck by what he saw in the secret room, but he carefully hid all his emotions.

Mingmei's application was bland, as if Fan Mo could accept any move she made calmly.

Fan Mo said softly: "I've already put it well, we can go." ”

Mingmei nodded, walked outside, and glanced at the ancestral hall before leaving.

The statue in the ancestral hall was covered with waterfall sweat, and finally exploded with a bang.

The entire ancestral hall was also crumbling and collapsed in an instant.

The housekeeper looked at all this dumbfounded, his family's hundred-year-old ancestral hall, what kind of fat is this???