Chapter 62: He turned out to be a freaking awesome cook
Looking at Suo Ming like that, Wang Meng had a headache. He was most afraid of others crying, and the woman endured it, being a man.
"Hengshan Hall doesn't want you, then just come to Leiguan Hall, it's no big deal." Wang Meng said.
"Huh?" Su Ming was taken aback, "You... are saying that Leigong Hall wants me?"
Suoming still didn't dare to believe it, his reputation wasn't good and he was abandoned, who would want him.
Wang Meng couldn't help but shake his head, he had seen people who were blindly confident, but rarely saw those who lacked confidence. With a 16th-level Yuan force and a solid foundation, this kind of physical repair would be sought after by many, excluding the factors of Hengshan Hall, but there were indeed many who didn't care about Hengshan Hall.
"Get up, get up, I have something to say, you go find Hu Jing directly and tell her I said so."
"No, no, you can't go!" Suo Ming got up from the ground, picked up his hammer and followed.
"You're my boss from now on, wherever you go, I'll follow!" Su Ming didn't believe it at all. Just a few days ago, he was still swaggering in the Leigong Hall, and now he's gone, without even being skinned alive!
"I'm going to a very far place, you can just go to Leiguan Hall by yourself."
"No way, anyway I'll follow you, or else you can kill me!" Suo Ming shook his head desperately, not believing it at all.
Wang Meng was speechless, this guy had been deceived on a large scale, so lacking in security, it wasn't until later that Wang Meng knew that Suo Ming was indeed abandoned as a child and was lucky to be adopted by kind-hearted people who sent him to the Holy Temple, where he is today. After entering the temple, he still didn't have a sense of security, also because he didn't want to disappoint others, in order to blend in with the Hengshan Hall, when others were cruel, he too pretended to be fierce, so as not to be excluded and be able to stay.
So Wang Meng's journey had an unexpected companion, but after a few days, he found that this companion was not bad. Suo Ming had wandered around for a while and looked rough, but he was actually quite good at taking care of people. Generally, those who left the Holy Temple to train were above level 15, so Wang Meng's daring to run around at just level 10 was quite rare.
The two gradually became familiar with each other, and the conversation also increased. Wang Meng didn't expect this guy to be so talkative, comparable to Zhang Xiaopang, but not as lively as Zhang Xiaopang. He was also a good hand at doing things. When they were outdoors, he could set up a simple shed in just half an incense stick of time. Of course, this wasn't the most surprising thing for Wang Meng yet.
So Ming turned out to be a chef!
Moreover, he is a very awesome cook, at least after Wang Meng ate what he cooked, he decided to take him in!
The seven emotions and six desires are a major taboo in cultivation, but in Wang Meng's view, they were all nonsense.
In Suoming's universe bag, except for the hammer, everything else is food and various seasonings.
Having eaten and drunk to their heart's content, and having picked their teeth clean, Wang Meng couldn't help but sigh, "Zhang Xiaopang has the gift of a storyteller, while you are a born chef - what a waste!"
Suoming opened his big mouth, revealing a missing front tooth, looking particularly festive. He scratched his head and said, "When I was young, I was so hungry that I was afraid."
I thought he and Zhang Xiaopang would have a common language, life is really interesting, who would have thought that the fierce and cruel Suoming would be such a person?
Suoming's experience was not lacking, when he first entered the Xiaotian world, he was not a Shengtang disciple, doing all kinds of work, until he entered Hengshandang, no wonder he cherished this feeling so much, Wang Meng deeply understood.
Having left the holy temple thousands of miles away, and having completely exited the sphere of influence of the holy temple, from this moment on, one should be spirited.
Tongming City, a typical city of cultivators, exists in the Small Thousand World. There are not many such cities, some rely on major powers, while others exist independently. Cultivators who practice outside, whether they are evil cultivators, demon cultivators or saintly cultivators, will all gather here.
Tongming City is a city that does not rely on any particular force, with sacred, demonic, and evil cultivators mixed together, and the forces are also complex and intertwined.
"Haha, boss, although it's your first time out, with me around, you won't get taken advantage of. It's magnificent, right? I haven't been back in years either, tsk tsk, it's become even more grand!"
Suoming smiled and said, having come here he became a landlord, Suoming habitually liked proving himself valuable.
Wang Meng smiled and said, "Can you call it something else?"
"Big brother, come out and play, this title is more impressive!"
Suoming said very confidently, nowadays whoever is awesome is called Lao Da.
Tongming City was indeed not small, and there were many cultivators, among whom a considerable number were ordinary people.
When Wang Meng noticed the ordinary people, Suo Ming immediately said: "All cities where we cultivators live will have a certain number of ordinary people. The rewards for doing things here are much higher than outside. I also mixed in here back then."
Wang Meng just smiled and said that the world of cultivators in the past indeed had no ordinary people, but after hundreds of years, many things have changed, only the essence remains the same.
"First find a place to settle down, then take a stroll."
On the street, cultivators and ordinary people can be distinguished at a glance, but once outside, the level of cultivators is completely unreferenceable. It's possible that the person who brushed past you is an ancestor-level figure, or it could be a small decayed card.
Young people like Wang Meng and Suo Ming are even harder to find in the crowd.
"Pingfubingqipu is where I used to be, Lin Shusheng is formidable, this whole area is under his control. By the way, Lin Shu is also a disciple of the Holy Hall, it was him who sent me to the Holy Hall back then."
Suoming walked and talked, arriving at the entrance of Pingfu's weapon shop, a place where they forged and repaired weapons.
The boss, although advanced in years, is still spirited and robust, with a sturdy physique, seemingly possessing around thirty layers of strength. In Tongming City, he's considered to be quite capable. On this street, basically everything is under his control.
"Uncle Lin, Uncle Lin, I'm back!" Su Ming revealed a brilliant smile.
Lin Ying raised his head, glanced at Suo Ming, and said, "You little stinker, your teeth were all knocked out by someone, but you're still smiling so happily. Not bad, it's only been a few years since we last met, and you look like a cultivator now!"
Lin Ying put down the tool in his hand and gave Suo Ming a warm hug.
"Xiaoxiu, look who's here."
Lin Ying let out a loud roar, and immediately a head popped out from the side building of the weapons shop. A lovely girl ran down all the way.
"Older brother Suo!"
A girl who looks very delicate, but at a glance, you can tell she's an ordinary person.
"Xiao Xiu." Suo Ming scratched his head, feeling a bit embarrassed.
Seeing outsiders, both of them were a bit reserved. Wang Meng smiled and said, "Just pretend I'm not here, you two go ahead."
It's like this, how can others treat him as if he doesn't exist, "Who is this brother?"
"Uncle Lin, this is my elder brother, Wang Meng, a senior fellow apprentice of Lei Guangtang," Suo Ming said.
Lin Ying smiled slightly, although his eyes were a bit puzzled, but the old Jianghu didn't say anything, "Welcome, since you are a disciple of Sheng Tang and a friend of Suo Ming, this is your home."
"I'll be bothering Uncle Lin for the next few days."
"Really polite, but the lady still hasn't come down to greet the guest!"
