The president doesn't want to be a licking dog

Han Zhou ran downstairs. Now that the inn's kitchen was closed, Han Zhou paid the front desk and went to the kitchen to make something to eat.

Han Zhou found potatoes, onions, and pork in the kitchen, and there were nothing else. According to the front desk, they bought fresh ingredients every morning to ensure the freshness of the ingredients.

Han Zhou washed all these things.

Originally, practitioners would fast when they arrived at the foundation, and they would not be hungry without eating, so Han Zhou just ate casually to satisfy his hunger.

Han Zhou sliced ​​potatoes, onions, and pork. When the oil in the pan was hot, he put in onion, ginger, and garlic until fragrant, then poured some white sugar, and when the color of the sugar changed, poured in the sliced ​​meat. When the meat was half-cooked, pour in the chopped meat. Onions, then pour the potatoes when the onions are almost ready, put the salt and seasonings, and wait for it to come out of the pan.

When Han Zhou was young, his grandparents took him all the way to junior high school. This is what Han Zhou learned from his grandparents. This is the dish Han Zhou has eaten the most. It is simple and delicious, and Han Zhou likes it very much.

After the dishes were out of the pot, Han Zhou cleaned up the kitchen, and then went upstairs with the dishes and two pairs of chopsticks.

In the room, Mu Zining was still sitting on the wooden bench, his eyes glazed over. Han Zhou went over to put the dishes on the table.

"It's late, and there's nothing in the kitchen, so I simply cooked something." Han Zhouzhou said while handing the chopsticks to Mu Zining's hand.

Mu Zining took the chopsticks, and his nose could smell the aroma of vegetables, including meat, onion, potato, and even a hint of sweetness.

Han Zhou took a piece of meat and ate it into his mouth. It still tasted familiar to him. It's been a long time since he made this dish, and the taste hasn't changed at all.

Han Zhou couldn't help relaxing his brows and eyes.This dish is one of the few warm things in his childhood, every time he eats it, he will feel very happy, and he doesn't know why.

Maybe because of the meat in it?It may also be because of the sugar in it, and the onion itself will be a little sweet.Doesn't it mean that people will feel better after eating sweets? It may be because of this reason.

Mu Zining stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the vegetables based on his feeling, and he really caught it. When he picked up a piece of potato, it melted in his mouth, it was soft, delicious, sweet, and delicious.

"Thank you, it's delicious." Mu Zining said calmly with a smile in his eyes and a cold and deep voice.

Han Zhou laughed, and joked, "Young master is really powerful. You can pick up vegetables even with your eyes closed. I thought I could feed young master to eat vegetables. It seems that I don't have this chance."

After Han Zhou finished speaking, he regretted a little, knowing that he couldn't tease Mu Zining casually, but he couldn't control his mouth.

Mu Zining's eyelashes twitched slightly, and then said: "Yes, I caught it randomly just now, and I was lucky to get it."

After finishing speaking, Mu Zining gently put the chopsticks on the table, with a look of "feed me", Han Zhou was dumbfounded.

It really didn't disappoint him, as expected, he couldn't tease at will... The corner of Han Zhou's mouth twitched, but since everyone put down their chopsticks and waited to be fed, he couldn't stop feeding him, right?He couldn't see it anyway.

Thinking about it, Han Zhou took a breath, picked up a piece of onion and brought it to Mu Zining's mouth.

"Open your mouth." Han Zhou said to Mu Zining, who obediently opened his mouth, and then ate a slice of onion.

Maybe it's because the onion is too sweet, otherwise how could he feel sweet in his heart.

Han Zhou was dutifully in front of the "vegetable feeder", and he ate the vegetables one bite at a time, and the picture looked extraordinarily warm and harmonious.

"What's the name of this dish?" Mu Zining asked, swallowing a piece of meat in his mouth.

"Name? No name. It's a Taoist dish. I used to eat it when I was young, and it's also my favorite dish. I never thought about the name." Han Zhou smiled lightly, picked up a piece of potato and said He handed it to Mu Zining's mouth.

Mu Zining opened his mouth without Han Zhou saying so. Han Zhou looked at him and thought he was extra cute tonight.

Mu Zining was eating the potatoes in his mouth, and when he heard Han Zhou say that this was his favorite dish, he silently wrote it down, with an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth.

"If you want it to have a name, I can come up with one, it's called Potato and Onion Slices." Han Zhou Zhou said while eating.

Mu Zining: ...

System: ...what's the difference between this and not playing?

Han Zhou smiled: "Very good, you can tell what kind of dish it is, and what a good name it is."

Mu Zining smiled when he heard the words, and it was a real smile. Unlike the previous faint smile, this time it was a real smile, and Han Zhou was a little dumbfounded.

"As long as you like it." Mu Zining said, his voice seemed to be softer, not as cold as usual.

Han Zhou felt that he heard a hint of pampering, and his heart couldn't help beating.

Damn, is this foul?Is there anything so seductive?He looks so handsome and smiles so nicely, who can stand it?He is really a straight man!

[System: Host, it feels like your heart is beating fast. 】The mechanical voice of the system sounded in his mind, and finally interrupted Han Zhou's direct gaze at Mu Zining. Han Zhou exhaled slightly, and his heartbeat slowly calmed down.

The dishes in front of him were almost finished, so Han Zhou put away Mu Zining's chopsticks: "I'll go and send the dishes down, by the way, are you going to take a bath tonight? I see there is a bath behind the screen in this room." Bucket, I can help you if you wash it."

Han Zhou swears that he has absolutely no impure thoughts, he is simply worried that Mu Zining cannot see, and if he falls into the tub and drowns...

Hearing this, Mu Zining thought of what happened in the bathtub in his room that night, his reddish earlobes instantly turned red, and his voice seemed a little flustered: "No... I'll just use the cleansing technique."

Han Zhou looked at Mu Zining a little strangely, but didn't ask any further questions.He forgot that practitioners can use cleansing to cleanse themselves.

"Okay, I'll wash the dishes." After Han Zhou finished speaking, he picked up the dishes and opened the door, leaving Mu Zining alone in the room.

Mu Zining let out a breath when he heard the door closing, but even that handsome face was stained a little red.

After washing the dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen, Han Zhou lingered in the kitchen for a while, thinking that Mu Zining should have cleaned himself up before going upstairs to his room.

In the room, Mu Zining was sitting by the bed at this time, his meticulously combed long hair fell down like a waterfall, and his beautiful eyes were empty and lifeless. His charm is like that ignorant little white rabbit who wants to be bullied.

Han Zhou thought, since Mu Zining couldn't see him now, he didn't have to go behind the screen to change clothes.

Thinking about it, Han Zhou just stood there and began to undress carelessly.

Mu Zining heard the rustling sound of undressing. The sound was not far from him, right in front of him. He knew that he couldn't see him now, but he still couldn't help but lower his head slightly, and his earlobes became Some hot.

Han took off his clothes on Wednesdays, fives, fives and twos. After using the cleaning technique on himself, he took out clean clothes from the storage bag and changed into them. There is a sense of accomplishment in accumulating too many dirty clothes and cleaning them all at once.

"Are you sleeping inside and outside?" Han Zhou tidied up and asked Mu Zining.

Mu Zining swallowed a mouthful of saliva before saying, "I... let's go outside."

Han Zhou nodded, then walked to the edge of the bed, took off his shoes and climbed inside the bed.He didn't notice that Mu Zining beside him became stiff from the moment he approached.

Han Zhou lay down obediently in the bed, covered the quilt, and said with a smile, "I'm fine, go to sleep."

Mu Zining nodded, then took off his shoes and entered under the quilt, but his movements were a little stiff.

"Aren't you going to sleep without taking off your clothes?" Seeing that Mu Zining came in with his clothes on, Han Zhou couldn't help asking, "Would it be uncomfortable to sleep like this?"

Mu Zining paused when he lay down, and then said: "It's okay..."

Since he liked this, Han Zhou didn't say much. After Mu Zining lay down, he snapped his fingers, and the candles in the room went out.

The moon was very bright tonight, and the moonlight came in through the window, so Han Zhou could clearly see Mu Zining beside him.

Mu Zining's eyes were closed, and his sleeping posture was very upright. The bright moonlight shone on his delicate face, casting a hazy silver light on him, making him look a bit unreal.

"Did you see any details about the female ghost tonight?" Han Zhou asked.

Hearing this, Mu Zining opened his eyes, probably remembering that he couldn't see now, opening his eyes was no different from not opening them, and then closed them again.

Between opening and closing, Han Zhou could see clearly that Mu Zining's eyelashes were very long, and they blinked beautifully.

Han Zhou found that his attention was a little off, so he quickly turned back.

"Looking at the age of sixteen or seventeen, the clothes are tattered, as if they were artificially torn, and there are injuries on the exposed skin. The eyes have no eyeballs, and they were dug out by someone. The new ghost has just died for more than a month." Mu Zining's voice was cold, and it still sounded flat.

Han Zhou knew that although Mu Zining's voice sounded flat now, he must be very upset.

Mu Zining continued: "I noticed that she has the spirit binding technique on her body, and it is because of the spirit binding technique that she can't leave that street."

"Spirit binding? Was it given to her by someone who harmed her?" Han Zhou frowned and asked.

Mu Zining nodded: "It's possible, I suspect it's those four monks."

"They killed someone, so they should try their best to cover up the evidence, right? Why did they keep the ghost of the deceased bound there? So they don't worry about being discovered?" Han Zhou didn't understand.

Han Zhou noticed that Mu Zining's face darkened when he heard his question, and his voice seemed to be a little colder: "Before we left, my father told me that a group of demon cultivators appeared in Xuanzhen Realm, and they bought them at high prices. Resentful souls, the more resentful they are, the more valuable they are, and many monks who are greedy for money will kill themselves to feed their resentful souls."

Han Zhou took a breath when he heard the words, he didn't expect such a thing to happen.

"I didn't expect that we would encounter this kind of thing in the small town we passed by on our way to Qingxin City." Mu Zining said.

"Then do other sects know about this matter? What are they going to do?" Han Zhou asked.

"This matter was first discovered by our Lingzhen Sect. My father is going to contact other sects to discuss this matter with other sects. My father wants to send some disciples together with other sects to exterminate those demon cultivators." Mu Zi Ning still looked a little ugly.

Han Zhou sighed, and said, "We also saw it at the entrance of the medical center today. There are many strong monks nearby. We also heard about the haunting, but no one is willing to come out to take care of it."

Mu Zining didn't speak, Han Zhou continued: "Maybe it's because no one is willing to take care of it, so those four monks are so rampant, dare to use the spirit binding technique on a street to raise resentful souls."

"Ming City is a small city in the secular world that you must pass through to Qingxin City. There are many monks coming and going every day, even those with advanced cultivation, but this matter has been left alone for more than a month." Han Zhou spoke with a sarcastic smile on his lips.

Mu Zining opened his eyes, but it was still pitch black.Because of his strong cultivation base, his eyes didn't hurt as much as ordinary people, but he didn't feel much.

"The Song family is not far from here. I also saw members of the Song family on the streets of Mingcheng today, but they didn't intend to take care of this matter. Maybe they think it's just a grieving ghost, and it's not worth taking care of." Mu Zi Ning's voice was a little cold.

Han Zhou smiled when he heard the words, and mocked: "As the saying goes, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. As a practitioner, he is better than ordinary people, but in the end, no one is willing to take care of these ordinary people. Small things can become big things when they accumulate too much.”