"Oh? Toast to make friends?"

A trace of splendor flashed in Chen Qian's eyes and he spoke, "I'm afraid this idea is not what you thought of, mom."

Wang smiled and said, "It was your sister Ling who mentioned it. I just happened to ask you to go to Xizhou with them tomorrow. You will definitely have some contact with two famous disciples on the way. Now we will make a good relationship first, and we can take the opportunity to ask others for advice at that time."

"Are you asking for advice?" Chen Qian shook his head, "What the famous disciples learn and use are given by sects. They don't know, and they have no right to disclose their martial arts experience at will. Besides, this interpersonal negotiation is the most exhausting and involves a lot. When the human relationship is entangled, what time and thought will there be to learn martial arts? It's better not to go."

Wang was unwilling to give up, and the mother and son said a few more words, and Chen Qian left on the excuse of visiting his father.

Looking at his son's back, Wang sighed, his face full of helplessness.

Not to mention that Chen Ling, who was having a meal in the hall, heard Chen Qian refuse to come, and scolded Wang's words first, after Chen Qian left the kitchen, he walked all the way, but was thinking in his heart.

"Something must have changed in my mouth. I could clearly feel it when I was eating, but it was not clear yet. It seems that I need to try it out again."

Thinking of this, he suddenly turned around and went back to the kitchen, picked up a few white buns and looked carefully, then calmed down and focused all his attention on his mouth, his tongue, and he opened his mouth and took a bite.

chew.

"Hmm?" Chen Qian exclaimed lightly and frowned, "Sure enough, there is something wrong!"

He vaguely felt that some hidden information in the pasta he was discovering, including the flour that constitutes the pasta, the nutrients hidden in the pasta, the faint vitality and trace impurities contained in the nutrition.

“When did my taste become so sensitive!”

Because Chen Qian was reborn in a similar way to taking over a body, he was always less sensitive to the body's sense and could not reach the extreme of his own grasp, which affected his martial arts practice. Fortunately, he was able to perform data analysis using simulated people recently, which overcomes this defect.

Chen Qian was a little surprised, but more suddenly, he remembered the light ball on the second staircase of the tower.

Since the light ball on the first step disappeared, he felt a little change in his mouth.

"This change should be a change in taste."

Taste and tongue consciousness.

Just as Chen Qian combined his memories of his past and present life to try to recall all the information about taste, he suddenly felt a trance and felt exhausted and dry.

"Oops!"

An alert flashed in his mind, and Chen Qian quickly dispersed his attention gathered on his tongue, and no longer focused on sensing the changes in the tongue coating and taste buds.

Just as he removed his attention, a strange feeling flashed across his tongue.

This feeling also comes from the pasta chewing in the mouth, but the source is obviously deeper, as if it comes from the countless small structures that make up the pasta.

It seems that the vitality is passing by, from the feeling of the origin of pasta.

At that moment, Chen Qian seemed to see a spike of wheat, with golden particles swaying in the wind.

The illusion flashed away.

However, Chen Qian no longer cared about this because he felt strong fatigue. This fatigue did not come from the flesh and blood of the body, but from the spirit.

Although the fatigue was tormenting, Chen Qian felt relieved after feeling the fatigue.

"This fatigue is just like the fatigue caused by entering the consciousness tower with my consciousness for a long time. In this way, the sense of taste has indeed changed due to the consciousness tower. When I concentrate on the tongue coating, it will appear particularly obvious, as if it strengthens the sense of taste. It is the information that I can distinguish the composition of the ingredients in the outlet, but it cannot last for too long, otherwise I will be mentally exhausted."

Anything is the most terrifying and worrying when you know nothing about it, but once you pick it up, it will be much better.

"I stepped onto the second level and was rejected by the huge force. Maybe it was because I didn't notice the changes in my taste. Maybe if I stepped on it now, I wouldn't be rejected. It just so happened that I was mentally exhausted and needed rest, so I simply went to the second level of the Tower of Recognition again."

As soon as he thought of this, Chen Qian cleaned up the tableware a little, then returned to the quiet room, and lay down on the mat of the quiet room.

Now he is mentally exhausted, and his control over his own perception has been greatly reduced. He is no longer suitable for sleeping in a cross-sitting position, so he lies down normally.

After eliminating distracting thoughts, Chen Qian quickly fell asleep.

He slept for a long time this time. Because of his mental fatigue, he did not wake up until dinner time. During this period, Wang came to see him a few times. Seeing that Chen Qian was sleeping soundly, he did not wake him up. He just put the food on the table and left quietly.

...

"This Chen Qian is really useless. It cannot be compared with Qidi at all. Since I came to the escort agency, I saw that he has been lazy and sloppy. Others are busy with their own things. He is good. He either hides in the house or sleeps heavily, and I don't know how to help you."

Throughout the afternoon, Chen Ling accompanied Jiang Liu and Fang Xiaoran, and the group of three walked around the city. Because they had just arrived from Zhongzhou, they looked down on the shops in the city, and they came back at a glance.

It was extremely boring, and the three of them observed the escort masters in the yard of the escort agency.

We will be on the road tomorrow, and there are many things to do. At this moment, everyone in the escort agency is carrying goods, busy inside and outside.

At this time, Chen Ling was looking at the middle-aged man surnamed Liu who was directing everyone to carry it, complaining.

The middle-aged man in the Liu family was the one who wanted to leave the escort agency more than two months ago. Later, after hearing about Chen Qian's deeds, he rushed back, named Liu Cao.

When Liu Cao heard Chen Ling’s complaint, he was furious and didn’t care about commanding and said quickly: “Miss Ling, don’t talk nonsense. What a person the young escort leader is. He is very busy on weekdays. The escort agency relies on his protection, so how can we compare!”

"Oh?" Chen Ling raised his eyebrows when he heard this, "Is this his usual saying? He is really arrogant. Even my brother Qi has never said that. He Chen Qian dares to say that! No, I will educate him now. When I go to Xizhou, he doesn't know the importance of it."

When Liu Cao heard this, he was afraid that Chen Ling would let the young master misunderstand him when he left. Who is the young master? That is a blood slaughter! Once this name was said, how many people in Hanzhou City were not afraid?

Chen Ling is a relative of Chen Qian's family, so he is naturally not afraid, but Old Liu is just an ordinary person and has a bad record of almost turning against each other before. How dare he make the young master unhappy, so he repeatedly dissuaded.

Fortunately, Chen Ling thought of going with Chen Qian tomorrow, so he woke him up at some point, so he didn't insist and gave up his idea of ​​going immediately.

In the yard, calm was restored, and only busy figures were left.

...

North of the city.

Xia Mansion.

Several figures were hurriedly entering the house through the back door.

Today, the Xia Mansion is very cautious, with three steps and five steps per post. The yard is full of inspectors holding swords and swords. He even has to ask for a secret code when entering and leaving the courtyard, just like a military camp.

As soon as these figures entered the Xia Mansion, they immediately moved their whole body. As soon as someone stepped forward to investigate.

Click!

In the Xia Mansion, in Xia Feijian's room, the sound of porcelain breaking sounded, followed by Xia Feijian's roaring sound burst out-

"Get out! Get out! Get out! Waste! Tea is so hot, what are you feeding me? Do you want to burn me to death? Why? Could it be that even you, the servant, look down on me? Want to ridicule me for this?"

After saying that, the two maids escaped from the room in a panic.

In the spacious room, Xia Feijian, who was slumped on the bamboo chair, had a pale face covered with ferociousness, his hands and legs were weak, and a sense of fear that could not be dispelled emerged from his fierce and cowardly eyes.

He is fearing.

The sound of footsteps came from outside the door, and a young servant in green ran over in panic.

"Running so urgently? You're trying to die! But if you want to assassinate me, you'll seek credit from Chen Qian!" Xia Feijian roared sharply when he saw the servant, as if he wanted to use this to dispel the inexplicable fear in his heart.

"Young Master...Young Master!" The servant ran away and was out of breath, "Old...Young Master is back!"

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