The young monk has returned to secular life

Yizhen picked up the "black charcoal strip" with trembling hands, first put it to his nose and smelled it.

Fortunately, the taste is not that burnt and bitter.

He cut off a small piece with his front teeth and tasted it on the tip of his tongue.

It's cool and tastes pretty good.

Yi Zhen was a little confused, could this be the legendary crispy outside and tender inside?

He carefully observed the remaining dishes and was surprised to find that although the outside of the dish was black, the piece he bit out was a normal green color.

What's happening here?

He licked it with his tongue, and there was a layer of black juice all over the outside. The cool taste came from this layer of black juice.

"What is this?" Yi Zhen asked in surprise.

Mu Yunqing tilted his head and looked out of the hall, as if he didn't want to pay attention to him.

Then only Qingmei was left to answer his questions.

"This is the juice of Shouwu grass."

"Shouwucao?"

Yi Zhen's eyes instantly turned into toads.

He has never eaten Shouwu grass, but he has heard of its name.

Shouwu grass is known as "the best grass in the world".

Together with the "Resurrection Grass" in the fairy world and the "Other Grass" in the underworld, they are collectively known as the three most precious grasses in the three realms.

Their common feature is that they have well-developed root systems, especially "Shouwucao". The root system is completely black and the juice is like ink.

Moreover, its preservation method is very harsh. It can only be wrapped in specific soil. As long as it is dug out, it will quickly dry up.

It takes a hundred years to take root, a hundred years to germinate, a hundred years to bloom, and a hundred years to mature.

It is said that its flowers are whiter than pear flowers. After being crushed and applied to people's faces, they can beautify the face.

Even more powerful is its root, which has the effect of reviving the dead after being eaten.

Even its juice nourishes the mind and soul, making people refreshed and radiant.

It can be said that Shouwucao is full of treasures.

Such an awesome talent and treasure, she actually uses it for cooking? The purpose is to cover up the ugly bits of food she fried.

What a waste of resources.

Don’t say anything, just do it!

After devouring some food, Yi Zhen patted his belly and said, "After eating and drinking enough, you can go back to sleep."

When Mu Yunqing saw that he was about to go back to sleep without even a word of encouragement after finishing eating, he suddenly became very angry.

"Sleep when you're full. Are you a pig?"

Yi Zhen looked at the clean plates on the table. Strictly speaking, this should be the work of "dog".

"I've already washed the dishes for you, but you still won't let me go. Are you being too overbearing?"

"Stop pretending here. What's your plan to deal with Liefang Pavilion?" Mu Yunqing asked angrily.

Yizhen actually just said it casually, he didn't have any complete plan.

Then we can only deal with it: "Amitabha, the Buddha said, it cannot be said, it cannot be said."

"..." Mu Yunqing's face became even more ugly, "Are you lying to me?"

"Amitabha, monks do not lie..."

Mu Yunqing knew him well, and when he said these words, he knew that he was most likely being cheated.

"Stop doing this, haven't you done enough lies?"

Yizhen sighed secretly, it was so sad that even the most basic trust between people was gone.

He put on a rogue attitude and said with a smile: "Anyway, the Buddha has passed, and I cannot violate the Buddha's decree. If you must listen, you can come to me in your dream, and I will talk to you in my sleep. "

After he said this, he ran away, leaving Mu Yunqing and Qingmei looking at each other.

Qingmei asked in a low voice: "Miss, does this smelly monk mean for you to sleep with him?"

Mu Yunqing pouted and gave Qingmei a tiptoe.

"Damn girl, what are you talking about?"

Qingmei laughed playfully and said softly: "Miss, why don't you try Immortal Dream Interpretation and see what kind of medicine is sold in this smelly monk's gourd?"

Mu Yunqing was moved by her, and her heart suddenly moved.

She does know the magical technique of "Immortal Interpretation of Dreams". The main purpose of this magical technique is to chase nightmares.

It is to use fairy magic to enter the sea of ​​​​consciousness of people and kill those nightmares that control people's souls.

However, Yi Zhen does not suffer from nightmare syndrome.

"Wouldn't it be nice to enter his dream without permission?" Mu Yunqing hesitated.

Qingmei blinked: "Didn't he invite you?"

Yes, this stinky Yi Zhen has been cheating on me lately. It’s hard to deal with him in reality, but it’s better to deal with him in the dream for fun.

Let him remember it for a long time.

Just do it. When Mu Yunqing brought Qingmei to Zhenyuan, the candles in Yizhen's room had already been extinguished.

Qingmei called forward and found that Yizhen was already lying on the bed obediently, with a very obscene expression, obviously doing something ridiculous that was not suitable for children.

No wonder this stinky monk invited the young lady to meet him in his dream, he must have no good intentions.

If the young lady was bullied by him in her dream, wouldn't there be no evidence?

No, I still have to advise the lady not to take risks.

She tiptoed out of Yizhen's room, and Mu Yunqing hurriedly greeted her: "How is it? Is he asleep?"

Qingmei scratched the back of her head and said hesitantly: "I fell asleep, but..."

"Just what?" Mu Yunqing asked.

"Just looking at the way he is sleeping, I don't want to be a serious monk, so I might as well forget it."

Mu Yunqing sneered: "He is not a serious monk, nor is he a day or two old. In reality, I am not as strong as him. How can I be afraid of him in my dream?"

Seeing that she was so confident, Qingmei couldn't continue to persuade him, so she had to tell her to be careful and protect her by her side.

Mu Yunqing sneakily walked to Yizhen's bed, and then quietly got into his bed. He didn't let out a long sigh of relief until he was lying next to him without being discovered.

"Whoever realizes the big dream first, I know it all my life."

Mu Yunqing performed an Immortal Technique and drew out a wisp of Immortal Qi, which floated directly into Yizhen's ears.

In fact, the normal route is to take the route closer to the eyes or nose. Now that Yizhen is asleep and his eyes are closed tightly, Mu Yunqing feels that it is a bit awkward to take the nose route. Anyway, the seven orifices are connected, and the sea of ​​consciousness can be reached by the ears.

The immortal energy is twisting and turning, seven times and eight times.

After passing through walnut-like lines, he finally reached the depths of Yizhen's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Wow, what a big tree."

Mu Yunqing saw the Bodhi tree in Yi Zhen's sea of ​​consciousness at first glance.

"Does everyone have a tree growing in their head?" she murmured in confusion.

"Is there still fruit on this tree?"

She saw the two conspicuous bodhi seeds again.

"What a weird brain circuit. No wonder the monks at Bodhi Temple said that his brain is abnormal. It seems that what he said is true."

"However, this dream is so real."

"How about... pick one and have a look?"

"But, these two Bodhi seeds are growing on the top of the tree. How to get up?"

"Yes, climb up."

"what?"

"How can there be a white lotus under the roots of this Bodhi tree? And it is still spinning slowly."

"Is this tree a bonsai he planted?"

"No matter, I haven't met him yet anyway, so let's pick a bodhi seed and play with it."

Mu Yunqing thought so and jumped onto the rotating lotus platform.