Those years of bking for green tea apprentices

(fifteen)

"Where's Qianshan?" Zhou Jidao rushed in from outside the door carrying a bowl of hot soup. The soup bowl was steaming, and he hurriedly brought it in and put it on the table, blowing on his He pinched his earlobe with one finger, "Hoho, it's really hot."

Lu Jingqiao sat at the table, stuffed a glass bowl in his hand, filled with lettuce leaves and cucumber sticks, and shook his head while eating: "I don't know."

He eats very fast, and after filling his mouth, he closes his mouth firmly, chewing his two rows of teeth non-stop, his posture is elegant and at the same time he does not lose the demeanor of a monk in the period of transcending the catastrophe, the most important thing is that he Talking does not delay eating, a bowl of lettuce is finished in a while.

Seeing Lu Jingqiao's eating speed, Zhou Jidao's heart ached with pain, and he wailed and cried in his heart, "That's a pure natural pollution-free vegetable that I have worked so hard to grow. It can be sold for a lot of money. Those who pass the catastrophe period Can you eat that much?"

Lingyun Temple is a proper cult of personality sect. The whole sect is guided by Fang Yanchu. They are happy when Fang Yanchu is happy. .Therefore, cooking, which is a matter of life and death for the whole sect, absolutely dare not disturb Fang Yanchu.

But Lu Jingqiao is not the same as Fang Yanchu, what about the period of crossing the catastrophe, the group of old immortals in Penglai Dengxian have to work honestly when they arrive at Lingyun Palace.

"Senior Brother Lu, come and help the Taoist boys to serve things." Zhou Jidao put down the soup bowl, turned around and forced Lu Jingqiao to go out. Send a plate to the little uncle, the little uncle likes to eat this."

The plate of dim sum passing sideways is exquisite and small, with a jade-like leaf wrapped in the almost transparent puff pastry, there are only five in a plate, and they are grouped together to form a flower-like shape, which is fresh at first glance. tasty.Lu Jingqiao was so greedy that his eyes were almost glued to the plate, he swallowed quietly and asked, "I remember that my uncle didn't like dim sum a lot a few years ago, why did he change his taste recently?"

Zhou Jidao is used to observing words and expressions, and seeing his eyes, he knows that this plate of dim sum has aroused the gluttonous brother Lu, so he quickly blocked his eyes, waved to Xiaodaotong to send him in quickly, and explained: "Senior brother Lu doesn't know something. Since our junior brother Ji Qianshan came, we have taken over the meals of the junior uncle. This dessert was made by the junior brother Ji Qianshan himself, and we just served it."

"That's it..." Lu Jingqiao nodded clearly, and quickly leaned over to Zhou Jidao's ear, whispering close, "Can you give me two?"

"I'm afraid—" Zhou Jidao thought of what Ji Qianshan's dessert looks like on weekdays. If they looked at it twice, they would be shaken by Ji Qianshan's experience of wearing small shoes with his junior uncle. Shaking his head, "No."

"It's okay, little uncle eats less, I'll just eat what little uncle left."

Zhou Jidao looked at Lu Jingqiao's confident, swaying back and shook his head in disapproval. He thought to himself that senior brother Lu really didn't understand the situation. Could the junior senior uncle a few years ago be the same as the junior senior uncle now?

A few years ago, the little uncle was still content with poverty, riding around the world in a [-] that was falling apart, but now?Even the big radio in his house was thrown away by Ji Qianshan.

He has been raised by Ji Qianshan so much that he is no longer like the little uncle he was back then!

But it's not Lu Jingqiao's fault. After all, I didn't see it with my own eyes. Who would have thought that the little uncle a few years ago could get up before eight o'clock and eat two egg yolks for breakfast?

The front hall of Lingyun Hall.

The closed front hall door blocked all the hustle and bustle from Lingyun Palace.The candlelight flickered dimly, reflecting the dilapidated table case.Fang Yanchu reached out and placed the small cage made of chains in front of the incense burner. Three sticks of incense stood firmly on the incense burner, two short and one long.

Behind the incense burner case is a tablet as high as a mountain, the tallest one is almost on the top of the hall, Fang Yanchu looked up and couldn't see the words on it.He picked and picked out three incense sticks from the incense box at hand, and arranged them in the palm of his hand in order from longest to shortest.

Fang Yanchu's way of lighting the incense forehead is very special. The right hand clings to the three incense sticks in a row and puts them upside down in his hand. With his thumb resting on the top, his left hand gently rubs over the incense head below, and blue smoke comes out from the incense head. , he blew on it casually and inserted it into the incense burner upside down.

Green smoke curled up, blurring his face, Fang Yanchu exhaled in the smoke and said: "Heaven is above, today I will attack the world and save all ghosts, but the souls are innocent, I will send them back."

It is not an easy task to transform all ghosts. Although Fang Yanchu acted relaxed and at ease, he can't stand the high-intensity consumption at all now, not to mention he used his sword again today.

Fang Yanchu turned his slender wrist slightly, and the thumb of his right hand lightly brushed a piece of skin at the interface between the wrist and the palm.The blue and purple blood vessels were pulsating slightly, showing a kind of fresh and steaming vitality on the thin and transparent skin.A line of blood red faintly leaked from under the skin, and that streak of blood had become extremely light and faint, and continued to fade, as if it had been gradually eaten by flesh and blood.

"Thank you." He patted his left arm, as if comforting an old friend for many years, "The situation is critical today, and I won't invite you out easily next time."

As his words fell, his arms trembled uncontrollably, and black and blue lines appeared faintly on his white as jade arms.The lines were intertwined and spread from his fingertips to his forearm, and then gradually climbed up along the skin of his forearm, hidden under the rolled-up sleeves, and then drilled out from under the collar and covered the collarbone.

The black and blue lines had neither any pattern nor any image, they were just entangled repeatedly like a mess of grass, clinging to his snow-white skin, showing a kind of ferocious and evil beauty.

Fang Yanchu didn't care about the lines that kept appearing and disappearing on his body, he just patted the red mark on his wrist that was about to disappear completely, and said calmly: "You saw blood today, don't get too excited."

Fang Yanchu blew out the candle, took two steps back and was about to turn around and leave, but stopped for a while, closed his eyes, and waved his hand behind him impatiently: "Of course I know who Ji Qianshan is. Don't worry about it."

Before he finished speaking, there was a "bang" sound from the palace door, and the sound of wind and people outside the door burst in, and a clear voice rose from the ground: "Master, are you looking for me?—Why don't you turn on the light?"

The suddenly turned on lights illuminated the entire front hall brightly, and the lights placed in the four corners of the room cast shadows of people in vain. There are no secrets in this hall.Ji Qianshan came up to him with a smile on his face, and hugged Fang Yanchu's arm: "Master, what are you doing here? The head and the others are waiting for us to eat."

Fang Yanchu glanced at the table behind him, then lowered his eyes to look at his clean arms, and put down his sleeves as if nothing had happened: "It's okay. What are you going to do?"

"Catch the little black cat." He raised his right hand high, and Ji Qianshan pinched the back of the little black cat's neck. meowed.He picked up the little black cat's paw and showed it to Fang Yanchu, "—it went somewhere, look at the rags in the paw."

"It shouldn't be locked in a cage if you become a demon." Fang Yanchu has always turned a blind eye to the little black cat. After being reminded by Ji Qianshan, he managed to take a look and said a few words of justice, " These evil things are easily out of the control of heaven, you should not put it in a cage, if it is closed, it should be closed, and don't let it run out casually."

"Like me?" Ji Qianshan put his face in front of him, showing half of his cheeks with a pleasant smile, "I also have a lot of evil spirits on me, if Master wants to lock me up, I will definitely not resist."

He looked at Fang Yanchu expectantly, he was obedient and clever, and he almost tied himself up and locked him up in a small cage.But Fang Yanchu is not a pervert, he has never bothered to use captivity to solve problems, even if it was the fire disaster thousands of years ago, he would just kill Penglai directly, and he is even less interested in any weird games.

Ji Qianshan could see that he didn't want to lock himself up, and there was still a hint of disappointment between his brows. He lowered his eyes and said "Oh", "Then master must tell me when he wants to lock me up. ——Let's go eat first."

The dinner in the Lingyun Palace is definitely one of the best meals in the world of Taoists. Although it is said that monks can fast when they reach the foundation, food is the most important thing for the people.

At this time, the level of the sect's food determines the happiness index of the disciples in the sect. For the several sects in the monastic world, the dinner at Lingyun Temple is exquisite, and the vegetarian food at Lanruo Temple is delicious. As for the Taoist organization, there is nothing that the Taoist organization can do. But they are rich, and it is no problem to eat three Michelin stars.

And since Ji Qianshan came to Lingyun Palace, I don't know where he got so many strange and weird recipes, not to mention delicious, but also always suit Shang Yanchu's appetite, the quality of life of all sects in Lingyun Palace has been improved. Significantly increased.

But some privileges are also exclusive to the little uncle, and others can only watch the little uncle eat while drooling.Ji Qianshan naturally sat down beside Fang Yanchu, took a small piece of snack from the plate in front of him, and brought it to his mouth: "Master, I specially made this for you, try it."

His eyes swept over Lu Jingqiao without any trace, and he glanced at the few lettuce leaves in his bowl with disdain. The corner of his mouth curled up with a proud arc, and he asked softly, "Master, is it delicious?"

"Well, not bad." The dessert really suits Fang Yanchu's appetite, and he eats it one bite at a time, so he doesn't feel tired at all. He pushes the plate, "You guys want to eat it too, Xiao Lu?"

Lu Jingqiao was about to touch the chopsticks when Ji Qianshan stretched out a finger and lightly pressed the edge of the plate, glared at him fiercely, but spoke in a very gentle tone, and said, "Master, I made this myself. Yours is all from the disciple's heart. If Senior Brother Lu wants to eat it, I'll just make another one for him."

Since he expressed his intentions, he just wanted Fang Yanchu to eat everything, not to mention that he spoke very rationally and thoughtfully, Fang Yanchu nodded in satisfaction, thinking that this apprentice received a good job, twisted The chopsticks came and ate another piece: "Okay, then I'll eat it all."

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The author has something to say:

Decades later, Ji Qianshan: "Master, is it fun to be imprisoned?"

Fang Yanchu: "It's fun, it would be even more fun if it wasn't me."