How the fox spirit is made

Keep in mind our website and wish you all a happy reading!Don't forget to spread the word.

Cat’s ears are the most common snack in Pingshun. The dough is mixed with green onion and egg liquid, twisted into sharp corners and thrown into the oil pan for frying. It’s crispy and fragrant when you bite into it, but it’s tender on the outside and crumbled on the inside. The powdery meat, although rare, always chews out some meaty flavor at critical moments, which is quite tasty.

"Does Yan's words count?"

Ji Mingze raised his head and glanced at him: "It should be...well."

"Actually, if you practice hard, maybe you can have a place in the world of cultivating immortals."

"Don't coax me, I still know how much I am." Ji Mingze grew up in Chongyang, and stepped into the door of cultivation early. However, he became a slut and was obsessed with secular scripts. , I can still see a bit of the inertia and wretchedness of a man of forty in his eyes.

"How do you understand if you don't try?"

"I can't do it—you just want to pull me to practice swords, right? Find out, I don't even have a sword, okay?" Ji Mingze spread his hands, with a helpless expression, "Look at the swords of my senior sister who were chopped off by you. It's broken, I don't have her skill, what should I do if I break before the sword?"

Yan Gongyun couldn't help smiling, put down the teacup with a smile, stroked his chin and said, "Everyone only thinks that Pengshan Taoism is the number one, but they don't know that Pengshan sword casting is also a masterpiece. Ji Mingze, if you build the foundation before the end of the monk meeting, I will How about a sword for you?"

"Tsk." Ji Mingze looked away with disdain one second, and leaned closer the next second, "Mr. Yan, you mean what you say, but you must do what you say. I will beat the bully!" Still a mighty sword."

Bullying Feng was inserted into a scabbard carved with silver patterns, as fancy as this sword, and Yan Gongyun laid it flat on the table. Ji Mingze took a few peeks, and pretended to be calm and breezy: "Cough, then...just be simple, don't carve like a little girl..."

Yan Gongyun smiled but his face sank: "Little girl?"

He stood up quickly, stepped on the stool with his left foot, and casually threw away the hem of his clothes. When the other party was caught off guard, he reached out and pinched his chin to force him to lift up: "Little girl?"

A lot of people from various sects gathered in the teahouse. They used to talk together in twos and threes. There were also seniors who knew Yan Gongyun. Seeing their posture, they only saw Ji Mingze's thin body and couldn't see his face clearly. Shaking her head while snickering: "Oh, is this little girl pretending to be a man to hook up with Yan boy, tsk tsk tsk..."

"It's really a different way, no wonder Yan Xiaozi is willing to pay attention to her..."

"My apprentice has admired Yan Xiaozi for a long time, but he was caught by others..."

The volume of the people around has not diminished, and it was heard clearly in his ears. Ji Mingze's face turned green, he slapped Yan Gongyun's hand away, and lowered his voice: "What are you doing, why don't you just say something to me?" , as for this? I am a little girl, can a little girl do it?"

Yan Gongyun withdrew his hand silently.

"Oh no, Mr. Yan, you won't be angry, right? Don't, I'm just kidding..."

"I'm not angry." Yan Gongyun called Xiao Er to check out, "I'll teach you how to practice, see you at Fushitang tonight."

Who is Ji Mingze? He is a person who has seen all the romance in the world at a young age. Now he can't use his tongue: "You, you, me, me...you don't want doubles, do you?"

It is well known that Yan Gongyun was born well, his eyebrows were raised slightly, his eyes were bright, and he smiled slightly at Ji Mingze: "What do you think?"

"..."

Ji Mingze was attacked by his beauty, and he clutched his heart and was speechless.

Ji Mingze felt that his head was in the water, so he accepted Yan Gongyun's appointment in a daze, especially after Xie Yifei left in a hurry, he came to the inn to look for them again and again, saying that he was waiting for the elder sister to come back to compete with swords, and the second senior brother wanted to Taking care of all the senior brothers was so annoying that he pushed Ji Mingze to deal with Yan Gongyun.

Ji Mingze chatted with Yan Gongyun in the inn for three days, but he couldn't find anything to talk about, so he asked Yan Gongyun to take him out for a stroll around Pingshun.

Unexpectedly, after going back and forth, the two of them became familiar.

In Ji Mingze's eyes, Yan Gongyun is fine except for his lack of brain.

In Yan Gongyun's eyes, Ji Mingze is not good at anything other than his mouth, he is lazy, greedy, obsessed with scripts, and stupid.

"..."

The two walked out of the teahouse together, and they had to endure the optimistic eyes of the people behind them.

Ji Mingze took advantage of Yan Gongyun's inattention, and secretly touched the wind, the cold touch passed by for a moment, and he was secretly happy.

Yan Gongyun stood by and watched the whole process.

"So like this sword?"

"Who doesn't like it?" After being discovered by the other party, Ji Mingze carelessly touched the scabbard, feeling addicted to his hands, "but I don't like practicing swords so much, my hands are tired."

"You are really..."

Yan Gongyun hugged him by the shoulders, avoiding the cars and horses passing by on the street, and speaking with the disciple who was swaying and flying with his sword, he spoke with earnestness and sincerity: "...you can't do it if you don't practice, and you can't practice swordsmanship What's the difference between being able to use the sword and not putting the face on the yangchun face?"

"what----"

Yan Gongyun pulled out the bully wind around his waist, threw it into the air, and stepped onto the sword with Ji Mingze's collar. Ji Mingze shook Yan Gongyun's arm a few times, and dared not look at it with his eyes closed. Shouted: "What are you doing?"

"Of course I will take you back to the inn."

"Wouldn't I walk back by myself?" Ji Mingze tried hard to open his eyes a little, and looked around, marveling at the bustling pedestrians and bustling streets under his feet, and he flew higher than those half-baked disciples, so See also wider, "Wow, it's so cool to be in the sky!"

As soon as Yan Gongyun stepped on the hilt of the sword, the bullying wind accelerated and flew forward.

Ji Mingze was so frightened that his legs were weak, but excited, he looked at the passing scenery, and excitedly grabbed Yan Gongyun: "Flying with Yujian is so cool, my elder sister has never done it before!"

"That's because it consumes too much energy, and it's redundant at critical moments. It's okay if you use it to show off your prestige." Yan Gongyun wiped off the sweat dripping from the corner of his forehead, and asked with a smile, "Why, do you want to learn sword?"

"I want to! Why don't I want to! I will definitely come to you tonight!"

At the entrance of the inn, all the disciples looked up at Ji Mingze descending from the sky, they were envious and surprised so much that they opened their mouths wide: "Wow, Junior Brother 22 is not kind and abused his power."

"What are you talking about, I'm going to be a swordsman in the future." Ji Mingze walked down while supporting Yan Gongyun's arm, and patted his chest proudly.

 Everyone dispersed to do their own things.

"Hey, the sun is pretty good today, it's coming out from the west!"

"Look, it's going to be snowing this June."

Chen Yu, the taciturn second brother here, came over, patted him on the shoulder, turned around and walked away.

"No way, you all thought I was joking?" Ji Mingze stood there, stunned into a statue, "Isn't this too contemptuous of me?"

It was Yan Gongyun who stepped forward to comfort him: "It's okay, you are still a child in their eyes, did you take your words seriously?"

In the end, Ji Mingze squinted at him, and put the hard-won comfort back into his arms: "A child who is almost twenty? Do you still need to breastfeed?"

"Uh……"

Bullying the wind back into the scabbard, Yan Gongyun looked at Ji Mingze's back, dumbfounded.

The author has something to say:

Everyone: Boy Yan is really...

Ji Mingze: Yanyanyan...Little Swallow?

Yan Gongyun didn't speak.

Ji Mingze: Hehehe, little Yanzi, I am your fifth elder brother, you have been thinking about it day and night...

Yan Gongyun silently pulled out the bully.