Dragon Hermit

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When the sky was just dawning, Xia Yan found a steamed stuffed bun shop in an alley not far from the museum. The first cage of buns in the morning is almost ready. This is the place he found on the Internet. It is said that the big steamed stuffed bun with sauced meat is a must. It happened to be free in the morning, so I came to line it up.

The autumn morning was a bit foggy and chilly, and the buns would be ready in a minute. At this time, someone came out of the fog, wearing a windbreaker, with a cigarette in his mouth. John was always so elusive, and even the energetic In the early morning, he also had the ability to make the atmosphere decadent.

Although Xia Yan has no experience, he has seen a classmate who played in the Internet cafe all night, and when he wandered back to the dormitory with a cigarette in his mouth in the morning, he probably looked like John.

"What's the matter?" Xia Yan glanced at him and turned her head, "How can I meet you when I buy buns?"

"The buns here are pretty good, I've eaten them twice." John put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker and said.

Xia Yan admired this guy's ability to adapt.

The buns are ready, Xia Yan handed over 20 yuan: "Sauce meat buns, sprouts buns, red bean paste buns, beef buns, two of each, three cups of soy milk, and three tea eggs."

"Eighteen five yuan." The boss quickly picked up the buns and changed money.

"For me?" John asked.

"No." Xia Yan said.

"Well, as expected." John shrugged, handed over fifty yuan, and said in jerky Chinese: "Two sauced pork buns, a cup of soy milk, and a tea egg."

"OKOK!" The boss gave him steamed buns and soy milk, and was about to change, when John waved his hand, "No need to change, I'll give you a tip."

The boss was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter. At this moment, he was obsessed with foreigners, and he is still particular about foreigners, knowing how to tip!

"Huaxia is not happy to give tips." Xia Yan reminded John as he walked, not to let this guy feel that Huaxia people lied to him in the future.

"You think I don't know that?" John said, glancing at him, "I just don't want to keep a handful of change in my pocket."

John was eating steamed stuffed buns and drinking soy milk while walking. If he didn't look at his face, he looked like an authentic Chinese office worker. He looked at the steamed stuffed bun that Xia Yan was holding in his hand, and asked, "Breakfast for your girlfriend?"

"Yes." Xia Yan nodded, and then stabbed John maliciously, "You don't have a girlfriend?"

"I have..." John's face was really unnatural, and the feeling of being fed dog food was uncomfortable.

"What's it like?" Xia Yan continued to make up the knife.

"It's all over..." John obviously didn't want to mention it.

"Tell me, it's boring now anyway." Xia Yan persevered.

"One is the princess of Belgium. I like her very much, but I left her in the end." John sighed.

Nima!

Xia Yan felt that she had been stabbed backwards, and she said that she was a princess, and it sounded like it was John who took the initiative to dump others. This is the invisible coercion, the most deadly.

"There is another granddaughter who is the most beloved granddaughter of the old man of the L family. I like her very much. She brought me a lot of happiness, but then I also left her." John continued to narrate slightly melancholy, as if he really entered the memory model.

Xia Yan knows that the L family is one of the most famous big families in the United States. The president depends on the face of this family when he comes to power. This guy John actually fell in love with the granddaughter who is loved by others, and it seems that he dumped others again.

"And..." John was going to continue to recall, but Xia Yan quickly interrupted him: "John, I'm here."

your sister! I wanted to stimulate John, but I didn't expect that this guy is not a fuel-efficient lamp. You said that you are a terminally ill smoker, how can you be so attractive?

"Is this the shop you opened?" John looked at the closed teahouse, his eyes lit up: "How many magic circles are there?"

As soon as the expert speaks, he points to the key point.

"Dozens." Xia Yan also pretended to be coercive. He really wasn't bragging. There were indeed more than fifty magic formations hidden in the teahouse, and he had arranged all the formations that could be arranged. The safest place in Rongdu is definitely not the guards standing guard, but this small teahouse.

"Aren't you going to invite me in?" John asked.

"Do you think it's appropriate so early?" Xia Yan asked back.

"Okay, I'll come back when you open the door." John shrugged.

"Remember to bring money, my things are very expensive." Xia Yan reminded him.

"I gave a tip just now, but you didn't!" John said lightly, meaning that you, a guy who is not willing to give a tip, have the nerve to despise me for having no money?

"Uh... well, you won." Xia Yan was speechless. He still remembered that when he met John for the first time, this guy was going to kill himself for the bounty, but now he dared to say that he was rich.

John swayed away while peeling tea eggs, Xia Yan felt that he would definitely find a place to sleep back in the cage.

Liu Xueer has already woken up, and Xiaojun has already finished her meditation, and is practicing chanting magic, and after the practice, she is still practicing carving. Although the little girl did not go to school, she learned a lot more than ordinary elementary school students.

"It's time to eat." Xia Yan entered through the back door. The door panel is not good because it is very troublesome to open and close.

"Xiao Jun, it's time for breakfast." Liu Xue'er also just finished her meditation, but she is not in a good state today, she was a little tired last night because she worked too late, she gave Xia Yan a blank look, and sat down by the table.

Xiaojun finished his practice, washed his hands and came to sit down. Xia Yan ate five of the eight buns, Xiao Jun ate two, and Liu Xueer had the smallest appetite, only one was enough.

"Where did you go last night?" Liu Xueer asked calmly while drinking soy milk. She has long been used to Xia Yan's night owl habits, and she doesn't care at all.

"I went to study how to open the smaller gate of hell." Xia Yan stuffed the tea egg into his mouth and said vaguely.

The two are just like ordinary couples chatting about their daily routines, but the content of the conversation is a bit lofty. Xiao Juan listened attentively with her ears open, absorbing secrets that she would never have come into contact with at her age.

"Is there any progress?" President Liu asked with concern.

"There are some." Xia Yan said.

"If..." Liu Xueer paused for a moment, a look of worry finally emerged between her brows, "If the gate of hell really opens, you have to be careful!" tqR1

"I will!" Xia Yan looked into her eyes and said seriously.

"Well, I believe you!" Mr. Liu nodded, continued to sip soy milk, and said after a while: "Take me to see it later, I also want to know what the other world looks like."

"good!"

After dinner, Liu Xueer went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, and Xia Yan taught Xiaojun to practice carving. After Liu Xueer finished her work, she sat beside her and practiced meditation.

It is a peaceful and warm morning.