Light Dance Jiajing

After a few days, most of the people on the island had arrived. Meng'er cooked every day and was the best at counting the number of people. Today, there were about 150 to 160 people. Xing Shuyu also helped in the kitchen these two days. Although they were guests, her mother said that it was not good to eat for free. She also kept nagging: Look at Anan, she is younger than you, but she looks more sensible and capable than you.

However, although working in the kitchen was tiring, Xing Shuyu became happier and happier as she worked, because the Sixth Young Master of the Zheng family came to the island again in the past two days. With the identity of a cook, it would be much easier for her to get close to the Sixth Young Master Zheng. However, she still had to bring Meng'er along, otherwise, there was no reason for a grown girl to always run around young men.

Xing Shuyu didn't look like a lady at all. She ran into the courtyard where the Third Young Master lived and shouted at the top of her voice, "Third Brother, Sixth Brother, it's time to eat."

The third young master folded up the map in his hand, put it in his arms, and walked out of the house. The third young master treated Xing Shuyu very politely and said with a smile: "Thank you, Miss Xing."

Xing Shuyu said casually, "No, no, you're too polite, Third Brother," and then she poked her head inside, "Where's Sixth Brother?" The Third Young Master looked at her with amusement, but she just stared at the door. The Sixth Young Master also came out at this time and said with a smile, "Miss Xing is here, I'm really hungry."

Xing Shuyu turned silly when she saw the Sixth Young Master, and smiled very sweetly: "Haha, I cooked two dishes, Sixth Brother, please try them." After that, she hesitated for a while and said, "I told you not to call me Miss Xing, it's strange."

The Third Young Master glanced at Zheng Liu playfully. Zheng Liu was probably used to being admired by young girls, so he coughed lightly and didn't care much. Meng'er followed Xing Shuyu to take the food box into the house, and the Third Young Master invited them to have dinner. Xing Shuyu was naturally happy to stay, so Meng'er had to sit down obediently. Meng'er ate her meal in small bites, and saw Zheng Liu frowning while eating, thinking about something. He spoke to the Third Young Master without avoiding others. Zheng Liu said, "This old guy is really weird. The day before yesterday in our village, I saw with my own eyes that he rubbed his hands violently, and was immediately wrapped in a ball of blue flames. Then he moved for some reason, and the flames changed color before going out. The old guy didn't show any abnormality at all."

The third young master frowned and thought hard. He thought he knew the true face of the White Lotus Sect, so he naturally no longer believed in the magic of these people. But how did they do it? Meng'er's heart skipped a beat when she heard it. This kind of trick can fool the Mongolians, but it can't fool her from the modern times. Isn't the ghost fire mentioned by the ancients the spontaneous combustion of phosphorus? This liar must have painted white phosphorus on his palms. Meng'er thought but didn't say it out loud. She just ate quietly on the side. Xing Shuyu was very curious and asked: "Can the palm really produce flames? That's really strange. I just don't know what method the demon used." The meal was a bit boring. The two male protagonists were worried about this matter. If they wanted to make the village chiefs wake up, they had to point out their deceptive tricks, but how to crack it? Xing Shuyu wanted to show her face in front of Zheng Liu, but she couldn't solve it.

On the way back, Xing Shuyu was deflated and sighed, "The cult has so many tricks. These evil people also came to our village three years ago, but my father didn't believe their lies and drove them out. As a result, the leader took out a ball of rope, tied it to the door knocker of my house, and then lit it. He recited a few spells and led people down the mountain. As a result, the rope kept burning, but it just wouldn't burn. Many brothers in the village were scared and thought that this group of people were really gods. I'm afraid that the village will be in great trouble as they said. Later, many people ran away, and my father didn't stop them. He said that since these people's hearts were scattered, they couldn't be stopped. My father said that he didn't like being controlled by others the most in his life. He didn't believe in the afterlife or paradise. It's impossible to make him submit with such nonsense."

The Third Young Master and his men gathered everyone together and held a so-called anti-evil meeting. Xing Shuyu's father also came. Xing Shuyu was the only daughter in the family, and Old Master Xing spoiled her a lot. It didn't take long for him to discover Xing Shuyu's little thoughts about Zheng Liu. However, it was not that he wanted to attack his daughter. Zheng Liu, a leader of the younger generation and quite shrewd, would never like his heartless and silly daughter. He did not give up and secretly observed for a while. Men can see men better than anyone else, but Zheng Liu did not like his daughter at all. He only quietly reminded Mrs. Xing about this and asked her to restrain her daughter and stay away from men like Zheng Liu.

But after two days, people on the island left one after another, and Meng'er was finally freed from the busy kitchen work. She was almost exhausted these days. There were only a few of them, busy with the meals for nearly two hundred people. They didn't care about the quality, but the quantity was large. Even Zaihou, the helper, was exhausted. Meng'er hugged her brother distressedly. When had he ever done such rough work? Even in the cold palace, he had never been tired. The third young master suddenly came to find Meng'er that day. He had seen Meng'er's hard work these days. Now he came to express his gratitude and asked Meng'er when she wanted to leave. He would send a boat to escort them. Of course, if Meng'er wanted to continue living, he had no objection. Meng'er thought about it and decided not to leave in a hurry. She had only been on the island for more than a month. Zai Ji and his gang were probably still looking for her everywhere. It would be safer to wait a little longer. So Meng'er expressed that she wanted to stay for a while, and the third young master let her go.

Xing Shuyu was very worried when she saw the people leaving one after another. Fortunately, Zheng Liu had not left with the Third Young Master yet, so she became happy again. Meng'er vaguely guessed whether Zai Ji had any connection with the White Lotus Sect. He had many talented people under him, and he was their young master. But that was not right. The White Lotus Sect was going to rebel, and Zai Ji was a prince. There was no reason for a rebel to recognize the current prince as his master. But that night Zai Ji was attacked, and the Third Young Master happened to be chased by someone. There must be some connection here. Meng'er couldn't figure it out, but after all, the Third Young Master was her umbrella now, so she naturally wished the best for the Third Young Master. Besides, she had no good feelings towards cults like the White Lotus Sect. But how could she help the Third Young Master? She had been thinking about it for two days, and felt that it would be better for her to keep a low profile. After staying for another three or two months, she would take Zai Hou away. Only by not attracting attention could she be safe. After thinking for a long time, she had no choice but to find Xing Shuyu, but this girl was heartless, so she must not expose her.