Mo Bei took back his mind and stopped listening to these words. He lined up quietly, handed in the task, and received forty spirit beads.

Mo Bei took Long Haotian back to the market, bought some seasonings and some spiritual rice before returning to the stone house.

"Haotian, go and answer the stove quickly and make a fire." Mo Bei inserted the green sword to the ground, then untied the package on his body, placed the spiritual rice seasoning on the stone table, and ordered casually.

Long Haotian raised his eyebrows slightly: "Boss, we have only killed two iron-armored crabs today, so it's not enough to sell them."

"Who said I'm going to sell it?" Mo Bei glanced at him and said with a smile: "This may be our last crab meat meal!

Today, we have a great time. Well... After the fire is made, you go and send Fang Luoyou, Niu Deng, and... Qinghong to do tasks in Damo Mountain these days, and you call them all."

"Okay!" Long Haotian nodded, and was very happy. He rolled up his sleeves and found some firewood. He answered the stove neatly. Practice makes perfect.

In less than half an incense stick, the simple stove has been rebuilt.

"Brother, I'm going! You must leave some crab meat for me!" Long Haotian swallowed hard, smashed his mouth, ran up to the wooden arch bridge and disappeared.

Mo Bei calmed down, put the seasonings into the pot, poured oil on it, and fryed it dry.

When the seasonings were smelling, Mo Bei put the crab meat into the pot one by one, waved the spatula and stir-fry it.

In a cup of tea, the air smells fragrant.

The crab meat gradually began to cook under Mo Bei's hands.

The rich fragrance spreads with the wind, making people salivate.

At this time.

"Suck... well! It smells so good, Brother Mo Bei, you are so awesome!"

"Tsk tsk, Junior Brother Mo Bei's cooking skills have increased!"

"Brother Mo Bei, I'm going to have a good time this time!"

Several sounds came from afar.

Mo Bei looked up and saw Niu Deng, Fang Luoyou, Ye Qinghong and Long Hao Tianxia Mugong Bridge, all of whom were smiling and walking towards this side.

In addition to them, there are actually several women.

After they approached, Mo Bei took a closer look and realized that these women were Ye Qinghong's sisters.

These women surrounded Fang Luoyou intentionally or unintentionally and subconsciously approached him.

Among them, everyone's eyes looked at Fang Luoyou were extremely hot, revealing a hint of obsession.

Mo Bei's eyes glanced at the women for a few times, and finally fell on Fang Luoyou. He smiled slightly, and then went up and jokingly said, "Senior Brother Fang is indeed a real person and likes to tell the truth. I just don't know, you can't taste my way."

Fang Luoyou was slightly stunned, a hint of surprise flowed through his eyes, and then he laughed heartily, thinking to himself:

Then Mo Bei is also a person with a temperament and is very tempted by me.

His heart couldn't help but get closer.

The relationship between the two seemed to be much closer again in Mo Bei's words.

Mo Bei nodded to Niu Deng, Ye Qinghong, and the women in turn.

Ye Qinghong ran over in two steps at a time. First, he looked at the pot with his head drippingly, showing a hint of greed, and his big eyes were happily bent into the moon: "Brother Mo Bei, it smells so good! So spicy! Can I eat it?"

Mo Bei rubbed her head in a doting way: "It's just for you to eat."

Long Haotian couldn't wait to get to the side of the iron pot, grabbed a piece of crab meat with his hands and feet and chewed it in his mouth. His eyebrows suddenly raised, and his eyes lit up: "It's so fucking fragrant!"

"Come on, don't be polite, everyone. Try my boss's skills!" Long Haotian laughed and arranged.

Everyone sat on the ground, feasted, laughing and praise endlessly.

Wine and chat.

Halfway through the meal.

"Mo...Mo Bei?" Suddenly a voice sounded behind Mo Bei.

Everyone looked at the sound source at the same time.

Then I saw a pretty boy standing not far away, looking at Mo Bei, wanting to come over, but hesitated, with a hint of fear flowing in his eyes.

"Hey. Isn't that the boy from the Ji family who was rescued by the boss this morning?" Long Haotian frowned slightly: "What are he doing?"

"What are you here for!" Long Haotian stood up and walked over with a dark face, leaning over in front of the boy, holding his chest with both hands, with hostility in his words, and brows raised, saying, "You are not welcome here."

The fear and fear in the boy's eyes became even stronger. He took two steps back in fear before he looked at Mo Bei weakly and said, "I...I am here to thank..."

"Haotian." Mo Bei shouted and nodded to Long Haotian. The latter turned his body and made way.

The nervousness on the boy's face gradually dissipated. He walked over with courage and bowed deeply to Mo Bei, but there was still a hint of nervousness in his words: "My name is Ji Wuliang... Thank you, thank you, Senior Brother Mo Bei for helping him today."

Ji Wuliang thought for a while, took out a spirit stone that had been prepared from his sleeve, held it with both hands and handed it over, with a look of gratitude, with a hint of hope in his eyes: "Great kindness and great virtue cannot be repaid. This is my little intention, please don't refuse, Brother Mo Bei."

Mo Bei looked at Ji Wuliang deeply and thought to himself:

This Ji family is not everyone arrogant and extremely bad. There are still one or two people who are still in a state of conscience.

"Okay, I'll accept it." Mo Bei's face relaxed a little, nodded, took the spirit stone, and then pointed to the crab meat and said, "Do you want to sit down and eat together?"

Ji Wuliang then breathed slowly with relief, shook his head quickly, waved his hand and said, "No, no, no, no. I still have something to do, so I won't disturb Senior Brother Mo Bei and all the senior brothers and sisters."

After Ji Wuliang finished speaking, he bowed to everyone solemnly, and then he slowly sank into the darkness.

Fang Luoyou couldn't help but say, "This kid is not bad!"

Until it was already dark, everyone was full of food and food, and they left with Mo Bei with satisfaction.

Mo Bei and Long Haotian also returned to their own stone houses.

That night, Mo Beimei slept beautifully.

Early the next morning.

By the time he walked out of the stone house, it was already dawn, and the morning light fell on his cheeks, with a hint of warmth, making people feel refreshed.

"Boss!" Long Haotian, who had already gotten up and was washing by the pool, stood up and waved to Mo Bei, and said with a loud voice.

He hurriedly washed his face with water, ran over in two steps, and said in high spirits: "Boss, where are we going today? Are we going to the Demon Island?"

Mo Bei shook his head, stretched his waist and limbs, breathed comfortably and said, "I'll let you rest for a day today. I'll go to the market later to deal with some things."

"Oh, that's OK." Long Haotian nodded and grinned, "Then I'll go to my second uncle to see it and ask if he has discovered any good tasks recently, hehe."

Mo Bei nodded, walked to the edge of the pool, washed his face with water, returned to the stone house and took out the green sword, carried the scabbard behind him, and walked to the wooden arch bridge.

Long Haotian had already been waiting for him on the wooden arch bridge, and the two walked to the market together and parted ways.

After waiting for Long Haotian to disappear into the crowd.

Mo Bei took his eyes back from the crowd of people and thought to himself:

Yesterday, the white-clothed deacon said that in the Sutra Pavilion, there are all records of all the monsters on the Penglai Peninsula.

Then maybe there may be a way to deal with the sea spirit frog, let’s take a look first.

Thinking of this, Mo Bei casually found an outer disciple on the street to inquire about the location of the Sutra Pavilion and walked through the market.

After he was in the market street, he turned left and right, and passed through five or six streets, the crowds on the street became much less and no longer as crowded as before.

Turning over the streets of Formation Street, Mo Bei suddenly stopped and looked up, his eyes lit up: "Here, what a grand Sutra Pavilion!"

At the end of this street, a five-story and extremely majestic building stood in front of him.

The stone building is about ten feet high, and the roof is a hip roof. It has a rugged and rugged shape and a delicate and beautiful image. The slope surface is gentle, the eaves are deep, the eaves are slightly raised, and the beautiful arc ridges are drooping. The entire pavilion gives people the feeling of being extremely thick and light and flying. It can be said that it is like flying, making a temple wing, which is quite full of its shape.

This stone building is protected by prohibition, and you must raise your waist sign to enter. There are eighteen stone statues at the entrance of the stone building. These stone statues have evil faces and are braided with swords on their backs. These are all magic puppets. As long as you find someone who violates the rules, you will attack immediately.

The plaque hanging on the lintel of the first floor was engraved with a few gold-plated characters - the Sutra Pavilion.

Mo Bei took a big step and walked straight through the street into it.

Inside the house, dozens of fiery red candles were burning in the huge round translucent crystal chandeliers hanging from the roof.

The candlelight is dim and drifts from side to side with the breeze.

Under the candlelight, the crystal lamp looked dazzling and beautiful.

"This is a chandelier made of Fire Amber Stone! The Fire Amber Stone is extremely expensive. Just a piece of palm is needed, and a spirit stone is needed! Tsk, this Sutra Library is really luxurious." Mo Bei was amazed.

As he spoke, his eyes kept looking around.

The hall in the pavilion is very wide, ten feet wide, ten feet wide. The bookshelves are arranged neatly, and are piled up with various jade slips, simple and yellowed ancient books, and even unknown crystals.

These countless jade slips, ancient books, and crystals gathered into a vast sea of ​​books, wishing to subdue Mo Bei.

Occasionally, there were a few figures wandering in front of the bookshelf, holding a book or jade slip in their hands, and flipping through it carefully.

"Tsk tsk, Taixu Sect is worthy of being one of the four major immortal sword sects, with such a profound foundation!" Mo Bei couldn't help but exclaim:

"This is just a book that can be read by the outer disciples of Taixu Sect, the tip of the iceberg. If you count those inner disciples can read by the inner disciples..."

"With these books, I know the demon island and even the Penglai Peninsula!"

"And this can all become my potential point and bring strength to me!"

"Potential points, countless potential points!" Mo Bei's eyes were scorching, a hint of excitement appeared on his cheeks, and he talked to himself happily.

Just when Mo Bei's thoughts were flying.

"This fellow Taoist?"

A female waiter walked out of the Sutra Pavilion, smiled and said softly: "My fellow Taoist wants to borrow books?"

"Oh," Mo Bei woke up from his meditation, took two steps in, and smiled at the waitress: "I need to borrow books about monsters in the demon island."
Chapter completed!