Chapter 103: Taoist Banquet
"It's Taoist Priest Yan Qing!" Grandma Wu looked at the man in shock.

Not only this master, she seemed to have seen several familiar faces.

Grandma Xu turned around, her face full of confusion, "Who is Taoist Master Yan Qing?"

"The man in green clothes is Taoist Master Yan Qing of Sanqing Palace. He is the future successor to the head of Sanqing Palace."

Grandma Wu whispered to Grandma Xu, "If you want to find this Taoist priest to tell fortunes or ask for talismans, even if you have money and power, it won't work. It all depends on fate."

Grandma Xu looked shocked. “That must be a very powerful master.”

Grandma Wu thought for a moment and said, "I heard it's very impressive, but I don't know the details."

She had wanted to find this Taoist priest for fortune-telling and talismans several times before, and had used her family's old Wu's connections, but had never been able to get in touch with this master.

Now that Yang Fan is around, she can’t really say whether this Taoist priest is powerful or not.

After all, she had only heard that Taoist Yan Qing was powerful, but had never actually seen the Taoist's true abilities.

Grandma Xu looked at Taoist Master Yan Qing for several times and concluded, "I think he is not as good as Yang Fan."

It’s not that she believed blindly, it was just a hunch that this Taoist Master Yan Qing looked like a very powerful person, sharp and unattainable.

Yang Fan looked like an ordinary person and was polite to everyone she spoke to, but her every move exuded a majesty that made people dare not offend.

So Grandma Xu thinks Yang Fan is more capable. After all, real masters are always hidden.

After thinking about it, she turned around and continued to shout towards the door of Yang Fan's house, "Yang Fan, Yang Fan, get up and have breakfast!"

She thought that the most effective method was to wake Yang Fan up.

Sure enough, Yang Fan woke up when Grandma Xu called her for breakfast. She got up from the bed, opened the window, and was still a little dazed.

"Grandma Xu, what do you want to eat this morning..."

Her voice became smaller and smaller. She could see the scene on the road from her room. She saw the cars parked on the road and Li Wenlin in the crowd. Only then did she realize what had happened today.

Li Wenlin said that a leader was coming today and wanted her to accompany him.

How could she have forgotten about this?

Li Wenlin from below was still winking at her, asking her to come down quickly.

Suddenly, her gaze shifted to the most eye-catching person in the crowd, and her brows raised slightly. It turned out to be a colleague.

The man seemed to notice that she was looking at him. He raised his head and glanced in her direction. In less than half a second, he looked away as if he was looking at someone unimportant.

Yang Fan was stunned by his face for a moment. This colleague is quite good, but his ability is average.

She shouted down, "I'll be right down."

Others also noticed her standing on the second floor, but before they could see her clearly, she disappeared.

Yang Fan closed the curtains, stretched, changed his clothes into a white short-sleeved shirt and white sweatpants, tied his hair into a high ponytail, tidied himself up quickly and simply, and went downstairs to open the door.

Hearing her response, Grandma Xu felt relieved. It seemed that she just fell asleep at home.

"I left a few meat buns for you from this morning. Come and have some!" she shouted back.

From a distance, Yang Fan's voice came from the house, "Okay."

Her voice was so loud that everyone else could hear it. "Yang Fan?" Yan Hengchang's eyes fell on Li Wenlin, "Is this Yang Fan the boss of the fruit forest you mentioned?"

Li Wenlin nodded, "Yes, her name is Yang Fan."

"Boss Yang lives in that house, right?" Tao Xingxue next to him walked towards that direction. He was very curious about Yang Fan.

He is an agricultural expert. He had eaten the fruits sent by Li Wenlin before. The fruits from Yang Fan's house tasted better than any other fruits he had eaten on the market.

He had tried the fruits in the village before, and they tasted as bad as chewing wax. He was very curious about how this young man managed to make the unpalatable fruits taste good in such a short time.

"Didn't you tell her that we were coming today?" Yan Hengchang looked at the closed door of Yang Fan's house, his brows slightly moved. Although his tone was not much different, Li Wenlin could hear the dissatisfaction in his words.

"I mentioned it to her," Li Wenlin pretended not to understand and explained with a smile, "But it's normal for a young girl to be busy with so many fruit trees and many customers looking for her help."

Yan Hengchang glanced at him and said nothing, but his expression paled a little.

Li Wenlin still kept smiling.

Smiling on the surface, but thinking MMP in the heart.

It’s so unlucky. Not only is it raining today, but the man who came is this most difficult to please old man.

Yan Hengchang turned his head and his expression changed instantly. "Master Yan Qing, what do you think of this village?"

Who would have thought that Taoist Master Yan Qing, who was difficult even for the city leaders to invite, would agree to come to Shangyuan Village with them!
Only after seeing the Taoist priest in person did Li Wenlin understand why his daughter was so obsessed with him and wanted his autograph.

This man was so handsome that he didn't dare to look at him directly for fear of offending him.

Yan Qing didn't come here because of Yan Hengchang, but because of the fruits in Shangyuan Village. He happened to eat the fruits here once and noticed the difference, so he came here.

His expression was calm, with a subtle interest in his eyes. He said, "The village is pretty good."

This village is not just good, it is super good!
As he walked along, he actually felt that this secluded village had spiritual energy!
Moreover, the spiritual energy here is even more intense than that in Sanqing Palace!
The spiritual energy center seemed to be in that ordinary-looking farmhouse. Yan Qing's gaze slowly fell in the direction of Yang Fan's house. There was a longing light in his eyes and a somewhat regretful expression.

This house is an excellent place for cultivation.

I'll have to ask the owner of this house later how much he is willing to sell it for.

It's such a waste to let an ordinary person live in such a good place.

He was still a little confused. This place was so close to Sanqing Palace, why had they not discovered such a good place before?
It’s weird.

Hearing him say that the village is good, Yan Hengchang's tone became even more flattering, "Yes, the Taoist priest from Sanqing Palace has also come here before, and he also said that this place is very good."

"Then do you see why the crops here are suddenly edible?" he asked.

Yan Qing said slowly, "Maybe they are right. Maybe it is because a ghost has eaten the food here before, which is why the food tastes bad."

He had never been here before, but thinking about it, it was no surprise that this place had spiritual energy and would attract ghosts.

“Now the village is very clean and there are no problems.”

Although he doesn't take jobs easily, he will solve the problem when he comes.

Li Wenlin spoke up in time, "Yang Fan also learned some fortune-telling and talisman-drawing skills in Sanqing Palace before. She was the one who solved all the ghosts in the village."

Yan Qing glanced at him, a trace of pity and ridicule flashed in his eyes. These people are so easy to fool.

Anyone who pretends to be a disciple of Sanqing Palace can deceive these foolish people.