Guqin becomes a beauty

"Then do you think that's what he meant?"

"That's it."

"no no……"

Rong Zun: "..."

"Is it or is it not?"

No one said a word.

Rong Zun looked at the God of Cookery, and the others took a step back neatly.The God of Cookery was terrified by his look, and just about to slip away, he was asked, "Is the meal ready? What's for lunch?"

"Hey, your baby Qin just woke up, so I can only drink some porridge to pad my stomach."

"I mean, what do we have for lunch?"

The God of Cookery paused, "Oh. Stewed mutton with angelica and longan, fried two vegetables, and served with sugarcane horseshoe juice, this season is the most nourishing for the kidneys and cold."

Listening to his words, all the Guqin teenagers couldn't help swallowing.

The arrival of the God of Cookery is undoubtedly welcomed by everyone.In the past few days when Ling Xing was not in a coma, several people were fed with good health.

Rong Zun rubbed his belly, "Then let's go there quickly."

Jiu Xiao also woke up this morning. Although he was still not very energetic, he still tried his best to support himself and had lunch with everyone.

Rong Zun held him in his arms and weighed him, "Why does it feel heavy?"

"Really? Maybe I've slept too much lately..." Jiu Xiao rubbed his eyes, and smiled shyly in Rong Zun's arms.

Rong Zun curled the corners of his lips: "Sleep more and eat more to grow up."

"Well, when you grow up, protect your lord!"

……

"Rong Rong, I really doubt it, how did you live alone for the tens of thousands of years ago?"

"Brat, without you, I'd be living in style!"

"Hey." The half-grown Xingwei looked at the guy who just broke a bowl, and sighed, "Forget it, when I grow up, I'll continue to take care of you."

Rong Zun couldn't help thinking about the past again, shook his head, and drove away Ling Xingwei's figure.After this tribulation, he has completely remembered the past, and also clearly remembered the appearance of the young Xingwei.

Obviously the same eyebrows and eyes, but there seems to be something different.

The boy who used to be irritable and showed all his emotions on his face did not know when to hide them all in the bottom of his heart, and even the little thought for him was not noticed by others.

Rong Zun let out a sigh of relief.

After the meal, the God of Cookery followed him to the room with his stomach full.

Looking at Rong Zun's rare and serious face, the God of Cookery gave a "tsk" sound, which pot was not opened and which pot was lifted, "You don't want to go to see your precious piano anymore?"

"Not going yet." Rong Zun frowned, "For now...not going."

He doesn't really understand those thoughts, nor does he have to ask others to prove something.

only……

"You can figure it out for yourself. Rongshen, who was once the most popular among the goddesses of the heavens, is the most proficient in handling this kind of thing."

"Let's forget the sarcastic remarks, you know, Xingwei is different from..."

"With whom? The Peacock Goddess?" The God of Cookery laughed as he watched the excitement, and looked at him narrowly. It's buried in my heart."

"You've already seen it?" Rong Zun suddenly frowned and looked over with displeasure.

He has been with Xingwei for too long and is too familiar.When the child didn't say anything, it was easy to take for granted the thoughtfulness and care as a kind of family affection.

Likewise, it is natural to miscalculate one's own feelings.

"It doesn't count." The God of Cookery said coolly, "But everyone more or less knows it well."

"..."

Rong Zun leaned against the soft bed listlessly.

The God of Cookery came over, "Hey, what about the gift you brought me?"

Rong Zun was listless, fumbled in his Qiankun bag, and took out the set of Jun porcelain dishes he brought back from Yuzhou.

The God of Cookery opened it enthusiastically, and began to enjoy it alone regardless of other people's moods.

Rong Zun pursed his lips, then raised his eyes again, "Old guy, how have you been living these years, why did you suddenly appear here?"

God of Cookery looked at him, "You really don't have any memory at all?"

Rong Zun shook his head in bewilderment, and seeing that his expression was slightly serious, he also sat up straight, "What's the matter? What about Aunt Yu and the others?"

The God of Cookery sighed softly, "After the desperate battle between the God of War and the Demon Race, the God of War died, and the Demon respected and injured him and fell asleep for thousands of years. However, his cultivation base has soared due to fate, he has penetrated the secrets of heaven, and controlled the way of heaven."

Rong Zun was surprised, "Can he control the way of heaven?"

"Yes. He controls the way of heaven and wants to take revenge on the ancient gods."

Something flashed through Rong's mind, and he caught it, "You mean, my Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation back then..."

The God of Cookery looked at him, "That's not the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation, but the method used by the Demon Lord to try to kill you in the cloak of the Dao of Heaven."

Rong Zun was in a daze, still a little unresponsive.

The God of Cookery said again, "After we heard the movement in your Penglai Mountain, many gods rushed over. Yugu and I wanted to rush into your barrier, but were injured by the lightning strike of the demon king, but this is not the worst thing. , We saw with our own eyes that when the peacock goddess called your name, she was pierced through the chest by the demon king with a thunderbolt."

Rong Zun "clicked" and crushed the armrest of the wooden couch.

The God of Cookery sighed, "I won't tell you the details. That battle was extremely tragic, and many ancient gods perished. In the end, I didn't know what I was doing. I didn't have the strength, so I could only throw it unconsciously." Magical treasure. Fortunately, the power of our group of gods finally released the Demon Lord from the shackles of the Heavenly Dao. I woke up at the door of a breakfast shop two years ago, and was taken in by the boss there as a homeless person, and I have been living in their house, helping to knead buns."

Rong Zun was silent for a long time, his voice was low and hoarse, "I hurt you."

The God of Cookery shook his head, "It's not your fault. If any mountain was in trouble, who of us would be able to stand by and watch? Besides, thanks to the gathering of everyone at that time, it was possible to fight against the demon king. If everyone If you stand on your own mountain and wait for the demon to break through, then none of you will live."

His eyes moved slightly, "At least now I survived, and you survived. Maybe there will be other gods survived in places we don't know. All of this may be the reward of heaven."

Rong Zun thought about what happened next...

Xingwei was blessed by the phoenix and cultivated into a demigod, God of Cookery was taken in by human beings, his Penglai Mountain was hidden as a form of protection, and the real Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation that he passed through the hardships and dangers of the past few days...

Originally, both he and Xingwei were doomed, but in the end the God of Cookery arrived by mistake and saved their lives at a critical moment.

All of these seem to be ordinary, but they seem to have the existence of fate.

Seeing that he was lost in thought, God of Cookery rubbed his head like an elder, and said softly, "Okay, don't think too much."

But Rong Zun still couldn't forgive himself, the sadness in his eyes couldn't get over, he raised his head, "If I promised to play the piano for the God of War before he set off, maybe he wouldn't be defeated."

Then the demon king will not control the way of heaven, and with the blessing of the god of war, their ancient gods will not be vulnerable...

The peacock goddess who always twittered at him will not die, Yugu will not disappear, and all subsequent disasters will not happen...

The God of Cookery looked at him helplessly, "Silly Rongrong, do you really regard your own piano sound as a magic weapon? The sound of the piano god can indeed help people break through their minds, but it also depends on their individual minds. Not everyone who listens to your piano will Those who can sing will greatly increase their cultivation. Take your Rong Xiaobao as an example, listening to you playing the piano every day, isn't it true that after all these years, he still hasn't succeeded in transforming?"

Bai Yan, who had been sleeping soundly beside Rongzun's couch, suddenly had ears trembling, showing signs of waking up.

It's a pity that the God of Cookery has been observing Rong Zun's expression and didn't notice this.He thought of how in the heavens back then, instead of saying that the gods wanted to comprehend the way of heaven from the sound of Rong Zun's zither, it was Rong Zun who made them interesting.

I like to see his fairy-like posture when playing the piano, and I also like to see his reluctant and forced tired little appearance.

And the God of War doesn't have to let Rong Zun play the piano to boost his morale. As for his own reasons, it is meaningless to say it through the mouth of outsiders now.

"Then why does the God of War insist on staying at my door? I said that I can't play it until he comes back! Three days and three nights, I thought he wouldn't fight anymore!"

The God of Cookery looked at Rong Zun, but smiled and said nothing.

They are not gods of war, how can they answer those why?

"Perhaps it was vaguely calculated that this battle was not good, so I don't want to have any regrets."

Rong Zun was slightly stunned, lowered his head, and murmured softly: "Actually, I don't hate him that much. As long as he doesn't rush into my yard bloody every time he goes to the battlefield without changing his armor, I don't hate him. If you know He was in trouble in that battle, not to mention playing a song, even if I went out with him, I was willing to cheer for them all the time..."

"I know, God of War knows too. He doesn't blame you." God of Cookery thought.

It was because he knew that he just stood outside and waited for three days and three nights.

Because of the danger, even if I have regrets, I don't want to say a word from the beginning to the end.

"Don't be sad, I'll kill a chicken and make some soup for you and Xingwei tonight. Oh, yes, we also saw Xingwei in that battle. Walked far away, has been wandering around."

"What did you say?"

"When the demon king came, he was hitting the barrier like crazy. Aunt Yu was afraid that he would leave a psychological shadow after watching the tragic death of the gods, so she knocked him unconscious and extracted a memory. She said, if Xing failed to If you are lucky enough to survive, and don't remember the time when the demon king attacked Penglai and disappeared, maybe you can still live with the belief in finding you."

Rong Zun was stunned, Ling Xingwei never told him this, and he didn't know that his Qin never really wanted to leave him.

The God of Cookery sighed, "Back then, Xingwei could be knocked away by anyone with one blow, but now he can resist eight thunderbolts for you. We old guys can see clearly how he treats you. The qin you made yourself, sometimes you have to give way, don't keep getting angry with him."