I can't get enough to feed you

It's night, the wind is bright and the moon is clear, but it's a bit cold in the winter night.

Meng Xiaojiang yawned and wrapped up the padded jackets she was wearing. This was already the second day they stayed at Ji's house. The old lady Ji fell asleep peacefully two days ago, and she slept in a dark and dark sleep every day. It was all due to the servant girl's three meals to wake her up, and Mrs. Ji just ate and urinated during these three meals, and then lay down on the kang and went back to sleep.

Because Mrs. Ji and Master Ji didn’t see Ji Xuanyuan catching demons, they didn’t believe that Ji Xuanyuan was a demon catching master. They only thought that Ji Xuanyuan had a unique secret book that could cure the old lady’s insomnia, and Ji Xuanyuan’s reward was taken from the old lady’s account. However, Mr. Ji and Mrs. Ji couldn't do the same thing. No matter what the process was, the result was that the old lady could finally sleep well.

The old lady woke up midway, and specifically told Mr. Xuanyuan not to let go, and Ji Xuanyuan naturally wouldn't leave, because the old lady hadn't settled the bill yet!

Ou Shanren didn't leave either, holding a little white pig in his arms, and went in and out with Ji Xuanyuan and Meng Xiaojiang. Mrs. Ji and Master Ji naturally had a lot of complaints about the inexplicable number of Taoist priests in the family, but Ji Yanyan came out to make a guarantee, saying that the priest is a powerful The Taoist priest who helped her was her guest.

Mrs. Ji and Mr. Ji were very puzzled. They always felt that they had missed the night two days ago, as if they had missed many things.

Ji Xuanyuan is at Ji's house, he should eat and sleep, Ji's family treats guests very politely, at night Ji Xuanyuan asked for a grill from the kitchen, and he bought a slaughtered suckling pig from outside humming a song, I can't help it, I'm so hungry.

Ever since Ji Xuanyuan saw the white bamboo and turned into a prototype, he has been thinking about this pig day and night, and for a moment he forgot that there is Meng Xiaojiang, who has a thin skin and tender meat, and his thoughts are all on the pig.

Ever since Ji Xuanyuan stared at Meng Xiaojiang that night, she has been a little afraid of Ji Xuanyuan, suspecting that one day she will be swallowed by Ji Xuanyuan, so she really wants to leave Ji Xuanyuan, leave Tianjin Wei, and hide away from this place. People are far away.

But Meng Xiaojiang didn't know how to go for a while, so he walked secretly with a small burden on his back, but Meng Xiaojiang believed that he could catch up with Ji Xuanyuan with his front foot, and he was afraid that he would be caught by Ji Xuanyuan before he walked out of Tianjin Wei. Got it back.

Ou Shan was also worried, he came to catch Bai Zhu for a serious business, and it was a last resort to let Bai Zhu show his true form in front of Ji Yanyan, in order to completely cut off the emotional entanglement between Bai Zhu and Ji Yanyan.But since that night, Baizhu has become a sad pig, often looking at the moon and crying, and the crying Oushan people want to roast this pig and eat it!

In short, three people and one pig each have their own worries.In order to solve his worries, Ji Xuanyuan started to roast the pig himself.

Priest Ou Shan borrowed a stove to buy wine, and several people gathered in a pavilion in Ji's garden, and began to have a picnic and winter outing in the family's mansion.

Ji Xuanyuan pushed the little suckling pig that had been split in half with a "Pu Chi" sound, and passed through the iron shovel, and once pierced a few more, the puff puff puff pierced through the flesh immediately.

Meng Xiaojiang and Ou Shanren didn't feel anything about it, because it was pigs that went through the meat and put it on the fire.

Baizhu is still in the form of a little white pig now, standing on the stone table, watching Ji Xuanyuan put the pig on the fire with a cheerful face, and the fire is roasting below, Ji Xuanyuan hums a little tune and starts to brush the sauce.

Ji Xuanyuan sang: "I am a painter~ My painting ability is strong~ oh oh oh oh oh~"

Bai Zhu's heart was beating wildly and trembling, Bai Zhu turned around, his pig's nose touched Ou Shanren's elbow on the stone table.

Ou Shanren really fanned the road with a small fan, and the wine he bought smelled like wine on the road.

"Taoist! Ou Shan, Taoist priest!" Bai Zhu shouted.

Ou Shanren snorted with one hand on the head of the white bamboo, while Meng Xiaojiang sat on the other side with his head downcast. After a long time of despondency, he finally came to the conclusion that every step is a step, and the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge. Why do you want to do that!

So Meng Xiaojiang revived her spirits, looked up and saw Bai Zhu's round pig's butt with a curly tail, Meng Xiaojiang couldn't help poking the pig's butt after taking a second look.

The round pig's buttocks are so cute, the round Meng Xiaojiang touched the pig's tail after poking it, and then pulled the pig's tail, the little roll was straightened and let go, then rolled back with a whoosh, Meng Xiaojiang Immediately pursed his lips and laughed.

Ji Xuanyuan brushed the pig with sauce, smelled the aroma of wine, turned his head to say something old-fashioned, poured me a glass of wine, and saw Meng Xiaojiang smiling like a girl with slender eyebrows and narrow eyes, smiling like a child, her eyebrows and eyes curled up, Ji Xuanyuan looked carefully, there was still a small dimple on his cheek, so he licked his lips, thinking that this trip to the mortal world was a good one.

I think it's very interesting to meet Meng Xiaojiang, and it's a good match for my eyes.

"Old way." Ji Xuanyuan threw the brush, strode to the stone table, and Bai Zhu jumped into Ou Shanren's arms with a snap.

Ou Shanren hugged the pig with one hand, and patted his back and pig's head with the other to comfort him. Ji Xuanyuan sat next to Meng Xiaojiang, and Meng Xiaojiang also shivered. Seeing Bai Zhu being hugged by Ou Shanren, she felt very nervous. He wanted to jump into Ou Shanren's arms to hide.

Ji Xuanyuan saw Ou Shanren stroking the pig, Meng Xiaojiang stared at it, Meng Xiaojiang's eyes were very longing again, Ji Xuanyuan thought about it, laughed, and reached out to pat Meng Xiaojiang's head.

Meng Xiaojiang froze all over, shouting in her heart that the boy's meat is not tasty, Mr. Xuanyuan, you should eat pigs!

Ji Xuanyuan touched Meng Xiaojiang's head twice, stopped there, just looked at Ou Shanren - the little white pig in his arms, and said to Ou Shanren with a serious face: "Master Dao, if it is not my race, its heart must be different. Get rid of this pig."

Ou Shanren lowered his eyes: "What does Mr. Xuanyuan want to do with Bai Zhu?"

Ji Xuanyuan clapped his hands, as if he had a flash of inspiration: "Tonight, the winter wind is bright and the moon is bright, there is fire and sauce, just roast this pig and eat it!"

Bai Zhu screamed in Ou Shanren's arms, and shouted: "It's not good at all!"

Ou Shanren sighed, and said to Ji Xuanyuan: "Mr. Ji Xuanyuan, white bamboo cannot be eaten. Let me give you a brief introduction to the situation of our Warlock Alliance."

"Because you didn't join us, so I can't say too much." Ou Shanren put Bai Zhu back on the table and stopped hugging him, Bai Zhu turned around and jumped to the ground leaning against Ou Shanren's calf, refusing to move.

"There are warlock alliances in every dynasty and generation, but not all warlock alliances have the same name." Ou Shanren picked up the wine on the stove, and there was a row of small wine glasses on the table. Ou Shanren poured four glasses , pushed a cup to Ji Xuanyuan and Meng Xiaojiang each, kept one for himself, and put the remaining cup under his feet, Bai Zhu sniffed it with his nose, then stuck out his tongue and began to lick the wine.

Ou Shanren held the wine glass and only smelt it, and continued in a slow voice: "In the past history, the most commonly used name of the Warlock Alliance is Qin Tianjian."

Ji Xuanyuan raised his eyebrows, Meng Xiaojiang was smelling the wine, and he also looked at Ou Shanren in surprise.

"However, since the fall of the Qing Dynasty, there has been no emperor in China since then, and the Qin Tianjian has been torn apart early on. The warlocks have formed their own factions, and more scattered everywhere, no longer forming a system. However, the warlocks are scattered. When the times are in turmoil, when the world is in turmoil—”

Ou Shanren raised his eyes: "It's the time when resentment is rampant, evil spirits are everywhere, and evil spirits appear in the world."

Ji Xuanyuan nodded, and Meng Xiaojiang seemed to have a feeling. After all, he has lived for 800 years, and he has experienced many times. It is not easy for ordinary people to live in turmoil. There are too many people who died in vain and those who have resentment. When there are more people, resentment will be born.