A Kongsang's daily life

Kongsang is very peaceful recently, I think it's time to go to Kunlun.

"Yi Yin, I want to leave for Kunlun tomorrow." When I got to the study, Yi Yin was looking at some documents.

He was stunned for a moment, then asked: "Tomorrow? In such a rush?"

"Well, my house... the shrine should still be there, right?"

"Of course I'm here. I've kept all your things well. I'm afraid that one day you'll think about it and leave." Yi Yin patted me on the shoulder, "When you leave, remember to call Lu Wu, who is now guarding Kunlun. Soul Eater doesn't know you, so I want him to talk to that Soul Eater."

"En." I nodded, "I want to take the soup with me too."

"I knew you would say that, as long as you come back before the Spring Festival, I will stay in Kongsang during this time."

"Aren't you surprised?"

According to Mrs. Yi Yin, Yi Yin still doesn't know the relationship between me and Hu Geng before I lost my memory.

"He was seriously injured and had to enter "Food Words" to heal his wounds. Although I returned the residual soul power in "Food Words" to him before going to rescue you, it was too hasty and he had not fully recovered good."

No wonder, although Hu Geng's soul power is abundant now, I still feel a little unstable.

"So, you took him to the Kunlun Hot Spring this time, right? Tsk tsk, you didn't even let me take a bath, it's really enviable." Yi Yin stroked his beard pretendingly.

"At first I didn't let you soak, but every time you soaked, you would fall asleep, and then I had to go inside to find people, who is to blame?" I rolled my eyes at him.

The hot springs in Kunlun have the effect of calming the soul, which is why I want to go back to Kunlun.

Of course, there is another reason, that is, I want to take away the Kunlun jade that was left there back then.

Hu Geng told me that Yanxiantan has been collecting treasures from the mainland of China, and Kunlun Jade should be one of them.

This time we act first, being too passive in the situation is not a good sign.

"Oh, your hot spring is so comfortable." Yi Yin shrugged, "By the way, are you going to find Hu Geng? I saw him in the kitchen just now."

I nodded and headed towards the kitchen.

"Deng ding ding ding, ah!"

Suddenly felt a bump on the leg, looked down, it was a small food soul in a floating glass jar.

"So, did you hit somewhere?" I squatted down and asked.

"No, it's okay~"

Probably because it was not long after he transformed into a spirit, Xiaohun still couldn't speak clearly.

"Really, kid, what's your name? Why are you here alone?"

"I, I'm seasoning~ I'm going to the kitchen to help, help~" Little Seasoning said lying on the side of the glass jar.

It turned out to be a seasoning spirit, no wonder I found his breath familiar.After all, seasoning is the child of my creation.

"Are you going to help in the kitchen? What a good boy, how about I go with you?"

"Okay~" Little Seasoning nodded heavily.

"Let's go, brother hugs you."

"Swan soup!"

I came to the kitchen with the little condiments, and there were other soul-eating souls in the kitchen, so I didn't call him Little Feather anymore.

"Young Master? Are you looking for Hu Geng?" Sichuan Flavor Hot Pot came over with a spatula.

"Well, I have something to tell him. You put a little too much chili in it, don't you?"

Before he finished speaking, the little condiment in his arms sneezed a few times.

"Ah Autumn~Ah Autumn~"

"Isn't it cold? Eat something spicy to keep you warm!" Sichuan Hot Pot said, "By the way, the soup is over there!"

I looked in the direction of his fingers. He was wearing a light yellow apron, his hair was tied behind his head with a hair tie, and his hands were touching his face one by one.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, the young master is looking for you!"

"Young master?" Hu Geng put down what he was doing and walked over.

"Brother Hu Ge~" Little Seasoning's eyes lit up when he saw Hu Geng, "Hug, hug~"

Hu Geng was afraid that the small seasoning would fall, so he wiped the flour off his hands with his apron, and hurriedly picked him up.

"Hey~"

"His name is Hu Geng, not Hu Ge, you idiot." I corrected by pointing the nose of the little seasoning.

"It's normal for a child to slur their speech. The young master also called my name 'Hu Ge' when he was a child." Hu Geng defended the small seasoning.

He conveniently took out a candy from his sleeve, fed it into Xiao Jiang's mouth, and asked me, "What can you do for me?"

"Tomorrow you will go to Kunlun with me."

"good."

"Aren't you going to ask why you're going?"

I thought he would struggle a little more, but I didn't expect to agree so readily.

"I... I promised the young master that I would always be by his side. If it wasn't for me that time, the young master might not..."

"I won't break my word again."

He looked at me, or at the young master of Kongsang through me, at the me before amnesia.

Obviously they are both me and the same soul, but is the difference that big just because of the difference in memory?

Probably crazy, I actually feel a little jealous of who I used to be.