HCB Chapter 456: Flower Cake
Chapter 456: Flower Cake
Seeing Yun Mubai asking, Xiao Batian did not hide anything and immediately told everyone:
"Third Uncle Wanwan always loves to travel. I heard he traveled to a mountain range near the Holy Land."
"At that time, we encountered a man in a black robe. He exuded an evil aura and attacked Uncle Wanwan."
"Third Uncle Wanwan was nearly killed by that person, but he immediately detonated a number of spiritual weapons, which allowed him to escape."
"However, he was attacked by an evil spirit. Fortunately, there was a token made of lightning-struck wood at home, which was able to suppress the evil spirit in his body."
Yun Mubai and his fellow apprentice brothers looked at each other with surprise and confusion in their eyes.
Feng Lizhou lowered his head and pondered for a moment before saying, "Big Brother, from what Grandpa Xiao said about that man, how come he looks so similar to the Lord of Biluo City?"
Chu Yanhao stood up in shock: "Could it be...that the Lord of Biluo City is not dead yet?"
After a pause, he said with a thoughtful look, "That's not right. We saw with our own eyes that he was shattered to pieces that day."
Dong Yi glanced at him and said, "Third Senior Brother, could it be that someone else has also practiced that evil technique?"
As soon as Dong Yi said this, Yun Mubai and Xiao Wanwan's expressions became serious.
If there are still people who know this evil magic, then in places unknown to them, who knows how many innocent people have become resentful souls.
Chu Yanhao was incredulous. "No way! Isn't this kind of bloody and cruel forbidden technique only found in Biluo City?"
Feng Lizhou smacked his head with the folding fan in his hand. "Silly, who told you that the evil magic was in Biluo City? Couldn't it have been brought to Biluo City by that evil cultivator?"
Chu Yanhao covered his head and glared at him unconvincedly: "Second brother, I am reasoning, do you understand?"
"I don't understand. In my opinion, this is brainless." Feng Lizhou gave him a contemptuous look.
Xiao Wanwan frowned and didn't watch the two people arguing.
Xiaobai once said that to subdue evil spirits, one must use the hardest and most yang thing in the world, so the lightning-struck wood in her hand can also be considered the hardest and most yang thing.
Thinking of this, she took out a few more lightning-struck wood, looked at Xiao Batian and said, "Grandpa, keep these."
Xiao Batian was immediately startled and looked outside anxiously: "Ancestor, put it away quickly. If people find out, I'm afraid I won't have a peaceful life anymore."
He was already in disbelief when Xiao Wanwan just took out the piece of lightning-struck wood, and now this kid took out another bunch.
His heart was pounding and he was extremely panicked.
Yun Mubai smiled faintly: "Grandpa Xiao, please take it! We have quite a few in our hands."
Xiao Batian looked at Xiao Wanwan and saw that she also nodded with a smile: "Grandpa, this is my filial piety to you. If you don't accept it, Wanwan will be very sad."
A warm feeling surged in Xiao Batian's heart. The Xiao family really felt guilty towards this granddaughter.
But she didn't care at all, instead she helped them a lot.
"Okay, Grandpa will accept it!" Xiao Batian's eyes were sour, that was because he was moved.
When Xiao Wanwan saw Xiao Batian put away the lightning-struck wood, she felt relieved.
After thinking about it, he felt a little uneasy and reminded:
"Grandpa, I always feel that these days will not be peaceful. Please tell your disciples to go out as little as possible."
Especially her third uncle, his legs seemed to have motors installed, and he always wanted to run outside.
"Grandpa knows." Xiao Batian felt very comforted. The little kid from before has grown up now.
Xiao Wanwan's mind was busy, thinking about what to leave at home for self-defense.
Her eyes fell on Yan'er, and suddenly an idea flashed in her mind.
Xiao Wanwan came up to Yan'er with a smile and said, "Yan'er, Junior Senior Sister wants to borrow something from you."
Zi Buyan looked at Xiao Wanwan's smiling face and felt it was particularly creepy.
He couldn't help but rub his arms and asked, "Little Senior Sister, what do you want to borrow from Yan'er?"
No matter what, ask first and then decide whether to agree or not, just in case you get cheated.
"Yan'er, it's just a small thing. Just tell me whether you agree or not."
Xiao Wanwan smiled like Grandma Wolf, which made Zi Buyan shudder.
He shuddered and couldn't help but lean closer to Yun Mubai, with a look of vigilance in his eyes:
"Junior Sister, just tell me what you want."
"Hehe..." Xiao Wanwan chuckled, "Give me some of that lightning-struck wood you were going to use to make Master's coffin that day."
"No!" Zi Buyan refused without hesitation: "I want to save that for making a coffin for my father in the future. If Junior Sister borrows it, where will my father sleep in the future?"
Everything else is easy to talk about, but this is out of the question.
Zi Buyan is a filial son after all.
Yun Mubai: “…”
Feng Lizhou: “…”
Chu Yanhao: “…”
Dong Yi: “…”
If Master knew that his eldest son was still thinking of using top-grade lightning-struck wood to make his coffin, would he be so moved that he would burst into tears?
Xiao Wanwan moved closer to Zi Buyan and took out a box of Hundred Flower Cakes from her collar. "I don't want to borrow it anymore. How about I exchange this for yours?"
The sweet floral scent of the Hundred Flowers Cake overbearingly rushed into Zi Buyan's nose, and he couldn't help swallowing.
It’s Baihua Cake.
Once upon a time, my junior sister gave him two pieces. I still remember the taste so vividly. It was so delicious that I wanted to cry.
He was moved.
But his father is more important.
Zi Buyan wiped the saliva from the corner of his lips and turned his head away forcefully: "No."
Xiao Wanwan moved the Hundred Flowers Cake in her hand closer to him and said, "Yan'er, I'll exchange it for a small piece."
Zi Buyan couldn't help himself and said hesitantly, "That won't work either. What if there's not enough to make a coffin?"
Xiao Wanwan rolled her eyes and said, "Yan'er, when the time comes, we can just burn our master into ashes. It will only take a small box to hold them."
Zi Buyan's eyes lit up: "Yes, little senior sister, you are really smart. I will make a few more small boxes when the time comes, and my father can sleep in whichever one he likes. Little senior sister, I will change it."
He took out the black and purple lightning-struck wood from the space ring, quickly took the Hundred Flowers Cake from Xiao Wanwan's hand, and felt very happy.
Yun Mubai and the other three looked at each other, shook their heads helplessly, and felt sorry for Zi Wuji in their hearts for a few seconds.
If the master heard what his good disciple and eldest son said, he would be so angry that he would vomit three liters of blood.
They could all imagine the Master’s expression at this moment.
Biluo City, Qingyun Sect!
Zi Wuji sneezed loudly several times, and Yun Zhiyi looked at him with amusement:
"Brother, Wanwan and the others must be talking about you."
Zi Wuji rubbed his sore nose, feeling somewhat smug in his heart: "Those bastards are kind enough to care about me, their master."
Yun Zhiyi smiled softly and looked out the window at the clear blue sky. "Mu Bai and the others should be arriving at Brahma Academy soon, right? I wonder if Yan'er is used to it?"
The child Yan'er has been by her side since birth.
Now that she's gone, she feels a little empty inside.