"Dinner is ready. Hey, Ling'er, why is your forehead red?"

At this time, Qiao Wennai walked out of the kitchen with bowls and chopsticks in hand and asked strangely.

"It's... it's... he... Gulu... it's nothing, I hit the wall myself." Ling'er was about to point out the murderer, but she saw Ye Xiao's curled index finger, and immediately held her head and finished the remaining half of the sentence.

Swallowed it back.

"Don't be naughty next time and come to eat!"

Ye Xiao said lightly, closed the book, stood up and walked towards the dining table.

"Um."

Yu Ling'er agreed, and the grievance she just felt was immediately forgotten.

However, she was still a little afraid of Ye Xiao and always kept a certain distance from him.

Her mind was not yet enlightened, but she was not stupid. She could hear the faint warning in Ye Xiao's words.

What's more, flicking my forehead is really painful.

There were a lot of dishes on the dining table, and they were all very beautiful.

"Fumino, your skills seem to have improved again." Ye Xiao glanced at it and couldn't help but move his index finger.

Recently, he has eaten a lot of meals from five-star chefs, but he still likes Fumino's home-cooked meals.

There was a flavor in Qiao Wennai's food that Ye Xiao missed very much.

This smell contains the fireworks of life.

"If Mr. Ye likes it, I will cook it for you every day." Qiao Wennai said softly.

"Of course, Sister Fumino's cooking is the most delicious."

After saying that, Yu Ling'er had already buried herself in eating.

Ye Xiao looked at Yu Ling'er devouring her food and felt that this little girl was really similar to him in terms of eating.

…

Time flew by and three days passed.

During these three days, Ye Xiao would go to Rong's house every day.

After Ye Xiao sealed the curse, the head-dropping master did not cast the spell again, so Rong Xiaoya recovered smoothly.

"Ye Xiao, how do you explain this sentence? When an eagle flies over a stream, it leaves no trace behind. It gathers hundreds of dry bodies and condenses its energy suddenly."

Rong Xiaoya ran over, holding a book and asked Ye Xiao.

"There are fifteen sentences in this paragraph. You have already asked fourteen of them. Tell me, which sentence can you understand?"

Ye Xiao was reading an ancient book attentively. When he heard Xiaoya's question, he rubbed his temples and said helplessly.

For half an hour, he didn't even turn a page of the book in his hand.

At this time, Ye Xiao's heart collapsed.

What Rong Xiaoya is holding in her hands is the martial arts technique that Ye Xiao specially selected for her, Feiyan Zhaoying.

Under the stimulation of the I Ching marrow-cleansing elixir, Rong Xiaoya's physical condition also improved.

Therefore, Ye Xiao began to guide Rong Xiaoya in practicing Feiyan Zhaoying.

However, things seemed not as simple as Ye Xiao thought.

"Although it is written in Chinese, I know every word, but when they are put together, I don't know what they are saying." Rong Xiaoya stuck out her tongue playfully and said.

"Uh... why don't you ask Mr. Cui?" Ye Xiao hesitated.

The so-called apprentices that Ye Xiao accepted before were actually Ye Xiao who acted as a hands-off shopkeeper and really explained things to the apprentices. He had no experience at all.

In his mind, the so-called accepting a disciple means finding a disciple a method that suits him.

Then? Then let the disciples destroy themselves.

"Didn't you promise to teach me how to practice? Besides, you are so much better than Grandpa Cui, so of course it would be better to ask you." Rong Xiaoya said with a smile.

"But I didn't know your foundation was so poor!" Ye Xiao said in a panic.

In Ye Xiao's view, Rong Xiaoya's problem is no longer a question about the foundation of martial arts.

But the foundation of Chinese language is really poor.

If I had known it would be such a troublesome thing, I would have to let Rong Xiaoya change the conditions even if I was so persistent in stalking him.

"I know my foundation is poor, but Teacher Ye Xiao, you must be able to find a way!" Rong Xiaoya shook Ye Xiao's body and said cutely.

"I'm really not suitable to be a teacher." Ye Xiao thought sadly, then he bit the bullet and continued to explain to Rong Xiaoya.

…

In the evening, Ye Xiao took Rong Xiaoya to the Hilton Hotel.

Before setting off, Rong Tianqiu also gave the two of them a lecture on anti-cult knowledge, fearing that they would join the so-called Jingtan Church.

Rong Xiaoya specially wore a bright red floor-length evening dress, dressing up elegantly.

Ye Xiao was still dressed in casual clothes and walked to the left of Rong Xiaoya without a care, immediately attracting the attention of many passers-by.

"Damn Ye Xiao, you will die if you change into a suit!" Rong Xiaoya said angrily.

"My clothes are quite comfortable. Okay, let's go quickly. We're going to be late." Ye Xiao said and quickened his pace.

"Hey, don't run away, I'm wearing a skirt!"

…

As the introducer, He Yingtian waited in the lobby of the hotel early. When he saw the two people coming, he immediately greeted them.

"You two are finally here. After standing there for a while, my old bones are really going to fall apart."

"Hello, Grandpa. Why did you greet us in person?" Rong Xiaoya greeted politely.

"Hahaha, it doesn't matter. Besides, converting people into religion is an immeasurable merit. It should be done. It should be done."

"It's only five o'clock now, we are not late." Ye Xiao said lightly.

"You don't understand this. There is a leader giving a lecture today, so of course we have to come a little early, otherwise how can we show the sincerity of our believers." When talking about the leader, He Yingtian said enthusiastically, without any trace of his original calmness.

"Then please ask Grandpa He to lead the way. I'm a little curious too," Rong Xiaoya said.

"Okay, come with me." He Yingtian said with a smile.

Later, He Yingtian led the two people into the venue from the lobby.

The venue was chosen to be the largest banquet hall in Hilton, which is usually used for large-scale events. Fifty or sixty people had already come to this huge banquet hall, but even so, the entire hall still seemed very empty.

Dozens of futons were neatly placed in the banquet hall.

Right in front of the venue, there was a lotus throne surrounded by flowers, and a microphone stand in front of it, which seemed to be used for the leader to give lectures.

The air is filled with the smell of essential oils and aromatherapy, the pleasant sound of running water and gentle music make people feel like they are in a Zen state.

The leader hadn't arrived yet, so people in the hall gathered together in twos and threes, chatting casually.

These people are all high-ranking officials in Longcheng's upper class, and many of them are people Rong Xiaoya knows.

"Lao He, I didn't expect you to actually bring the eldest daughter of the Rong family. It's really a great merit." Someone saw He Yingtian walking in with Rong Xiaoya and immediately stepped forward to say hello.

"Lao He is worthy of being the Lord Mengchang of the Longcheng business community. His connections are really great." Another potbellied old man next to him praised.

"With the addition of the Rong Group, Jingtan Church may be able to take another big step forward."

"Today they just came to listen to the leader's sermons. As for whether to join or not, it is up to them to decide." He Yingtian said with a smile as he played off of them.

"What you're saying is that after listening to the leader's sermons, how could there still be people who don't join the religion?" A tall, thin man said with a smile.

It seems that in everyone's eyes, as long as you enter this venue, you will definitely join the Jingtan Church.

"Oh, your leader's sermons are so magical?" Ye Xiao asked.
Chapter completed!