"Uncle?"

Zhang Qingyun closes his eyes. Does having a beard make him an uncle?

In front of the door, a tall, plainly dressed, but gorgeous and stunningly beautiful woman in her twenties, holding a small lunch box in her hand, happened to look at them, one large and one small, with a smile.

"Is your tofu delicious?"

Zhang Xingdao was eating tofu puffs. The tofu puffs made by his uncle were very delicious. Although he said that the recipe of the tofu puffs made by his uncle was wrong, he was just looking for a topic.

"You'll know after you try it."

The woman acted as if she was familiar with it, and ignored the tofu puffs on the table: "Our tofu puffs have been passed down for hundreds of years, and there is absolutely no taste like the tofu puffs I make in the world."

A small bowl filled with tofu curd, the aroma instantly filled the air.

Zhang Xingdao swallowed: "Uncle, why don't you try her tofu first? Is it delicious?"

"You little guy."

Zhang Qingyun couldn't laugh or cry. Zhang Xingdao always ignored the last word "brain" and always said tofu brain as tofu. I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional: "Don't talk nonsense."

"My tofu is delicious."

Unexpectedly, the woman didn't seem to understand the meaning of Zhang Xingdao's words: "It's just that this is tofu nao, I didn't make tofu. If you like to eat tofu, I will make some tofu another day and let you eat my tofu?"

"

Zhang Qingyun was a little dumbfounded. Is this woman probably too pure because she has never experienced the world of mortals? And his thinking is somewhat tainted by the world of mortals?

"I don't like tofu, let my uncle eat your tofu."

Zhang Xingdao pushed aside Zhang Qingyun's tofu brain, which had gathered the rules, regularity, and spiritual energy. He brought the woman's tofu brain in front of him. After taking a bite, his eyes suddenly lit up: "It's delicious!"

Compared with my uncle’s tofu puffs, this elder sister’s tofu puffs are still more delicious.

"Female lay practitioner, why do you think of sending tofu nao to our master and disciples?"

After living here for a few days, they had almost no interaction with each other, and they had never even met. Today, this was the first time they met, and this woman actually brought tofu directly.

This behavior is very confusing.

Zhang Qingyun even suspected that this female fairy had some intentions. She was a stranger to her, so she just sent her tofu nao. This was extremely abnormal.

The woman smiled slightly, as if she was blooming like the moonlight. This woman's beauty lacked the charm of Qiao Yan and the holiness of Yu He, but it gave people a feeling of innocence and purity. Her appearance was stunning, and most people really couldn't resist it.

Zhang Qingyun felt his heart skip a beat. No wonder there were so many people coming to eat tofu puffs in front of the store. It was really as imagined before. Eating tofu puffs was just an excuse. Appreciating the beauty of this woman was the main purpose.

"You are really incompetent as an uncle."

The woman looked at Zhang Xingdao: "I have been very busy these days, and this little guy is lying at the window, looking at my store eagerly. I promised him that I will give him tofu cakes today."

Zhang Xingdao?

Zhang Qingyun turned his head, and Zhang Xingdao ate the tofu puffs and grinned: "It's really delicious. I've been eager for it for days. My uncle didn't queue up to buy it, so he made his own tofu puffs to fool me."

Zhang Qingyun stroked his forehead with his hand. Although the tofu puffs he made were condensed by laws, formed by rules, and gathered spiritual energy, the taste was not as sweet as the tofu puffs made by Tofu Xishi.

This little guy actually hooked up... no, made an agreement with this tofu beauty?

No wonder, the doubts in his heart were relieved, Zhang Qingyun bowed his head and said: "Thank you, layman."

"Little guy, eat slowly."

The woman just smiled politely and did not talk to Zhang Qingyun. Instead, she looked at Zhang Xingdao: "If you like to eat, can I give you some every day?"

"Thank you, aunt..."

Zhang Xingdao was very obedient: "Don't bother Auntie. Auntie is so busy."

This reminded him of his mother, who had no time to take care of him when she was selling milk tea. If she took care of him, it would delay her making money.

"My name is Li Suling, you can call me Sister Lingling."

After all, she was still young and seemed unwilling to call Zhang Xingdao her aunt.

"Okay, auntie..."

Li Suling didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She touched Zhang Xingdao's head and put the bowl in the food box: "Okay little one, Auntie will come back in the evening."

Zhang Xingdao smiled sweetly: "Goodbye, aunt."

"Little guy."

Zhang Xingdao looked away at Li Suling, and Zhang Qingyun patted his little head: "It's time to read the Taoist scriptures and finish today's studies."

Could this little guy have matured too early and like this Li Suling?

This would be troublesome. Zhang Xingdao is still young, and his thinking is that of his age, but his soul is strong, and some of his thoughts are no different from those of an adult.

Reciting Taoist scriptures and practicing writing. Zhang Xingdao regained his composure, and Zhang Qingyun became a little confused: "Maybe I am too sensitive, this little guy just wants people to care about him?"

At night, the Tofu Nao shop is closed, but the queue is still there. Even some Internet celebrities check in here.

Li Suling left the shop first, bypassed the crowd from another street, and came to the room rented by Zhang Qingyun and the others. Zhang Xingdao was still practicing calligraphy and did not notice Li Suling's arrival.

Li Suling held the lunch box in her hand, glanced at Zhang Xingdao who was practicing calligraphy, put the lunch box on the ground, smiled and nodded to Zhang Qingyun, picked up the clothes Zhang Xingdao had changed from the ground and went to the backyard.

"Um?"

Zhang Qingyun was a little surprised: "She is kind-hearted."

Is he kind-hearted, or does he have an ulterior motive? Zhang Qingyun always feels that this woman's approach has an ulterior motive.

Almost all the clothes on the floor were changed by Zhang Xingdao. After all, Zhang Xingdao now has no legs, so many things are inconvenient. The clothes on the floor are all stained with filth such as children's urine.

Li Suling didn't mind it either and wanted to help him wash...

In fact, this pile of clothes does not need to be washed at all. Since he has to live an ordinary life, Zhang Qingyun's clothes are often spotless and he washes them frequently. This is for psychological reasons.

"not good..."

Zhang Qingyun's expression changed. Among the pile of clothes were a Taoist robe and several pairs of underwear...all of which were taken to the backyard by Li Suling. Zhang Qingyun quickly got up and chased towards the backyard.

You don't know anyone, and you ask a strange woman to help you wash your underwear?

How bad is this?

The main thing is... these underwear are condensed with the spiritual energy of laws and regulations. This woman's cultivation level is not low. Once she touches it, she can detect abnormalities. By then, the effect of seclusion will be greatly reduced.

These underwear, as well as Zhang Xingdao's clothes, were said to be washed, but Zhang Qingyun directly destroyed the rules and regulations, dispersed the spiritual energy, and directly dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Female layman."

Running into the backyard, Zhang Qingyun's expression changed. This woman was quite fast and had already started washing. Zhang Qingyun looked up at the sky. The first thing this woman washed was his underwear, very carefully...

"Fortunately, although Pindao's state of mind is a mystery, his body is still very strong and his hair will not stick to it."

Zhang Qingyun was a little uncomfortable. Even Qiao Yan and Yu He had never washed clothes for him... This feeling made him feel a little warm, but more of an embarrassment.

"Uncle, it's hard to take care of children."

The woman didn't look back, her face was full of shock at this time. As she washed her underwear, she felt a trace of rich spiritual energy, mixed with the power of endless laws and regulations, pouring into her body along the palm of her hand, shocking her.

This uncle who looks very ordinary actually condenses his spiritual energy into clothes according to the rules... How luxurious is this?

This is a powerful practitioner!

But...how come that little guy is only in the realm of practicing strength?

She was shocked and confused at the same time. When Zhang Qingyun arrived, she didn't dare to turn her head. Fascinated by the boundless laws and rules, her cultivation actually made some breakthroughs at this moment.

It's a pity that her cultivation level is a bit low and she can't comprehend everything. What if she doesn't understand it at all... This is not the point. The point is, hasn't this powerful monk already discovered her existence?

Touching the jade pendant on her chest, Li Suling became a little unsure: "This jade pendant can shield my cultivation aura. No one can observe it. I wonder if this uncle can sense it?"

Just wash it, Zhang Qingyun can only admit it. This can be regarded as an opportunity for this woman to help him wash his clothes. Most people don't have this opportunity. Washing clothes is helpful for spiritual practice, what is it if it's not an opportunity?

"It's okay..."

Zhang Qingyun responded: "Thank you, layman. I'd better wash these clothes."

Li Suling didn't look back. How could she miss such an opportunity? Li Suling breathed a sigh of relief. This uncle probably didn't discover her secret. Her aura hid it very well: "Uncle is a man after all. He does laundry and housework, but we are women.

OK."

"Uncle...what happened to Xingdao's legs?"

This uncle is so powerful that his laws and rules can condense clothes and help Zhang Xingdao grow legs easily. Zhang Xingdao should not be allowed to live like this without legs.

Isn't this little guy a little pitiful?

He is obviously capable, so why not help him?

"Oh... Xingdao's leg was caused by a car accident."

Zhang Qingyun sighed, and with a thought, part of Li Suling's memory was blocked, and the rules and aura on his clothes were also blocked.

In just one thought, Li Suling didn't even realize that she had been caught and said, "That's so pitiful."

The conversation between the two people ended here.

Zhang Qingyun returned to the store and blocked Zhang Xingdao's breath with a thought: "Familiar and weird breath, where does this woman come from?"

This woman's realm of practicing Xuhedao was also a tyrannical existence in ancient times. The ancient heaven has disappeared, the world of practice no longer exists, the way of heaven, the great road, and the Tao have been reorganized by him. This woman seems to appear out of thin air: "It's really weird, poor
To be continued...