The villain brother only wants salted fish

"Big Brother!"

The gray-clothed disciples poured out of the kitchen like a school of fish, looking at the white-clothed fairy in front of the courtyard, they all lowered their heads and hurriedly saluted.

The black mass of monks bowed their heads together, and the scene was quite spectacular.Bai Qingyun had never seen such a battle before, and his scalp was numb.He suppressed the goosebumps all over his body, and raised his chin to signal everyone to be polite.

A monk in the crowd stepped forward and said respectfully, "I don't know why Elder Brother is here today?"

This cultivator was tall and tall with a fleshy face. Standing in the middle of the crowd and at the front, he looked like the head of the Immortal Chef.

Bai Qingyun shook the folding fan in his hand, pretending to be reserved: "I just passed by by chance and wanted to see all the juniors. It's really hard for you not only to be diligent in cultivation but also to be busy with miscellaneous things on weekdays."

It wasn't punishment, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the tall monk in front of him said even more excitedly: "Thank you for your concern, senior brother, this is just a matter of classifying disciples."

Those who will work in the back kitchen are disciples with poor talent and low cultivation base. According to the logic, they can only stay in the outer sect for the rest of their lives. Sent to the city below the mountain as an elder to take care of sundries.

Now, it is very lucky to be selected into the inner sect with ample aura, and to be able to listen to the teachings of the elders of the peak masters like the disciples of the inner sect, just doing some insignificant miscellaneous things by the way.

For such an easy job, they have already taken a huge advantage.But now that the eldest brother of Tianyi Sect actually thinks of them, these monks are naturally extremely excited.

Bai Qingyun couldn't help coughing twice. She didn't understand why she just said something casually. These disciples all stared at him with bright eyes. Some of the younger ones burst into tears and secretly wiped their tears with their sleeves?

This, could it be that people who have entered the way of practice will become more emotional?

"By the way, there is one more thing to come here today, which is about my junior brother Ye..."

"Disciple understands." Before Bai Qingyun finished speaking, the tall monk gave him a knowing look.The tall monk took two steps forward, lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "All follow the instructions of the senior brother."

According to my brother's orders? !

Bai Qingyun said: "What did I order? Could it be that Ye Qinghe's meals were withheld?"

"Brother, what are you talking about?" Brother Gao shook his head and said in disapproval, "You are a big brother of Tianyi Sect, how could you do such a thing!"

Bai Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief, and heard the monk say again: "You just asked us to make some clear soup with little water and leftovers to send to others."

The corner of Bai Qingyun's mouth twitched, "...Isn't this a deduction?"

"Of course not!" The tall monk said righteously: "What the senior brother did, can it be called a deduction?! You are caring for the younger brother, and every vegetable leaf and every piece of rice is your love for the younger brother Qinghe." Love and love!"

The corner of Bai Qingyun's mouth twitched, "You guys should forget your previous instructions, and don't hold back Ye Qinghe in the future. Just follow... just follow my previous standards."

"Senior brother, how could you do this!" The tall monk said excitedly: "Then Ye Qinghe is just an ordinary mortal boy, how can he bear such kind treatment from you. You, he will be proud of you!"

"Pride and pride???"

"That's right," Brother Gao said angrily, "It's a great honor for the senior brother to order you to take special care of him. Now you're being extra favored, and even rewarded him with the food you used to eat! This kindness is too great!"

He beat his chest and stomped his feet. Although the disciples behind him didn't speak, they nodded wildly with admiration.For a moment, Bai Qingyun thought that she was not arranging meals, but giving Ye Qinghe some peerless magic weapon.

Bai Qingyun looked at the swollen flesh on the tall monk's face, and suddenly remembered that it was mentioned in the original book that all the disciples from the Immortal Cook's outer sect were pulled in by him, and they were his eyeliner.

In the later stage, in order to rescue the disgraced original owner, he even prepared to poison the ingredients during the banquet, but unfortunately the method was too inferior, and Ye Qinghe found out that he rubbed it into ashes in a pot.

No wonder it's such a dog leg.

Bai Qingyun supported her forehead: "In short, you should do as you want."

Ye Qinghe looked at the food box Daotong was holding and frowned.He was still seriously injured and tired. For some reason these days, he would dream every night when he fell asleep.

It's fine if it's anything else, but what I see every night is the scene of that day, and it's a man over and over again.The person in the dream couldn't see the man's appearance clearly, but he could see his slender fingers resting on the edge of the bed, which was set off by the rough teak wood as white as jade.

Even if he just sits casually on the edge of the bed, he still has a certain flair.Ye Qinghe watched, but couldn't move his eyes away.

However, in the next second, that person pinched the corner of the quilt for him with one hand, and said, "Call me mother."

Ye Qinghe woke up suddenly, his whole body was drenched in cold sweat as soft words whispered into his ears.But when he used the cleansing spell to cleanse and lay back on the bed again, he couldn't sleep anymore.

Ye Qinghe was restless, even his injuries were recovering slowly, and his mood became more and more depressed.But today, he never expected to see such a scene.

From the first sect of entering the sky to the present, he has never seen these two Taoist guilds like this, holding two tall food boxes, even their faces are tightly covered, making it difficult to see clearly.

And the food box is also different from what I saw in the past. It is exquisite in style, with gold and jade inlaid on it, radiant and colorful, with dragons and phoenixes painted on the food box. It was carefully crafted by monks who are good at crafting.

Daotong, who was usually arrogant, now showed a flattering smile.They did not leave their food boxes and leave like in the past, but moved a striped ebony table from a long distance, covered it with East China Sea silk gauze, brought out three-color lotus incense burner, and burned it on a table made of thousand-year-old cassia wood from the underworld. Made cassia incense.

As the cigarette smoke rose, these Taoist boys felt refreshed after just taking a puff, and their cultivation was slightly loose.

They didn't dare to stay longer, this was not something they could afford, so they hastened their hands to arrange the meals, and bowed back in fear.

Ye Qinghe half closed his eyes looking at the rare delicacies on the table, whether it was the tangy fragrance, the ingredients that faintly exuded aura, or the weight that filled the entire table, they were all the same as the palm-sized green food in the past. Oil-free meals are quite different.

He looked down at the dining table, picked up and put down the chopsticks in his hand.Life at the foot of the mountain was not good in the past, moldy rice and rotten vegetables were good, and more often he could only lie in the alley, clutching his empty stomach and smiling wryly at each other.

After coming to Tianyi Sect, he was already very satisfied with eating every day, but what happened now was something he never dared to think about before.

Ye Qinghe glanced around, and finally set his sights on the fruit plate in the center. On the fruit plate of Hua Diao, there were ruddy larkspurs.

He has only seen this kind of fruit in one place, and only one person can eat it.

Ye Qinghe didn't even look at the delicious food on the table, and walked towards the place he thought he would never set foot in this life.

The main peak of Tianyi Sect is Tingxue Peak. On the top of the mountain is a spacious and elegant courtyard. Ye Qinghe stood in front of the door and looked up at the door plaque, feeling hesitant.At this moment, a few Taoist boys carrying baskets came from a distance, and he quickly dodged to hide in the corner of the crowd.

Those Taoist boys came to the courtyard with baskets that were half as tall as their own. They wiped the sweat from their foreheads, but they didn't go in. When they had enough rest, they just shouted loudly at the door, and then walked down the mountain in twos and threes .After they left, Ye Qinghe walked out from a corner.

He glanced at the basket, and as expected, he saw the familiar red fruit inside.

At this moment, a white figure pushed open the courtyard door, and Ye Qinghe retreated into the dark.The man in white looked around and saw that no one breathed a sigh of relief. The next second, he was holding the basket, staggering and humming a little song before walking in.

The Jing Mingjun he knew had always had a stern and cold face, but he didn't expect him to have such a happy and relaxed look.This look is far from what it used to be.

He suddenly remembered what the other party said that day. Could it be that he woke up from a coma and his temperament changed drastically?

It didn't take him much time to go back and forth. When he returned to his residence, the food in the food box was still warm.Ye Qinghe stared at these immortal foods. If his gaze had been real, he might have been stared out of the food box.

Finally, Ye Qinghe took out a silver needle from his bosom, and he pierced it in order, and after a circle, the needle of the silver needle was still as white as new.

Ordinary silver needles cannot detect the methods of the immortal family, but the one in his hand was obtained from Yifeng, and no poison in the immortal world can escape this needle.

So... Ye Qinghe picked up the chopsticks and picked up the food on the nearest plate and put it into his mouth. The deliciousness bloomed in his mouth for a moment, Ye Qinghe squinted his eyes, and the tear mole at the corner of his eye had a kind of tear in the sun A different kind of beauty.

What is his elder brother thinking?