The old Gong who died for the world is back

Xiao Youci has not tasted the taste of hunger for many years.

He is a natural cultivator. He grew up in Linxianmen. As long as he can remember, he has built the foundation. After the foundation is established, the cultivator will start to fast.

He has never eaten, although Feng Langxing and Feng Langyue brought him a lot of human food after they went up the mountain, but Xiao Youci has never experienced the taste of hunger.

It was fine if Yan Tong didn't say anything, but when he said it, he felt that he was very hungry, and he just wanted to find something to fill his stomach.

This feeling is too strange. His feelings have always been indifferent. He didn't even feel any heartache when he killed his senior brother. At this moment, he actually has a strong desire for lifeless food.

It felt like he was being controlled by food.

This statement is also not true.

Xiao Youci frowned, not knowing how to describe his feeling at the moment.

Until he saw Yan Tong's anxious face, Xiao Youci was taken aback for a moment, and said blankly, "I'm hungry...what should I do?"

Yan Tong felt that his new master might not be reliable.

He actually asked him what he should do when he was hungry.

Yan Tong carefully grabbed Xiao Youci's corner of his clothes, and said in a low voice, "Master, you should eat when you're hungry."

Then they went downstairs to eat.

There were a lot of people downstairs, and in the lobby, a storyteller was invited to tell stories.

It's not time to eat. Most of the diners in the hall don't come to eat. They order a pot of rough tea with a plate of watermelon seeds, and sit and listen to the story without rushing to leave. They chat while listening.

When Xiao Youci came, they were telling anecdotes about immortality.

Immortal Dao has been retired from the world for many years, and the stories are half true and half false, but this kind of high and low stories has always been the favorite of ordinary people. The atmosphere in the hall is very warm.

Xiao Youci was not used to it, he lived on Tianxuan Peak for 50 years, there were only three people in Tianxuan Peak at the time, and it snowed all the year round, so it was so quiet, suddenly he came to such a lively place and was surrounded by the crowd. Surrounded, I haven't cultivated yet, so I always feel very uneasy.

Yan Tong was sitting beside him. He was still short. When sitting on the stool, his legs couldn't reach the ground, and he just swayed leisurely, which seemed very used to him.

Xiao Youci pursed his lips, his disciples were so used to it, he couldn't show timidity.

But he didn't know that the way he was sitting in the corner was extraordinarily lovable.

He was born thin and thin, and when he was sitting, he couldn't tell how tall he was. He was dressed in a commoner clothes, and he was huddled up.

Xiao Youci sat for a long time, and finally waited for the waiter in the store. The waiter was so busy that he didn't notice the difference between this customer and the others, so he leaned forward and smiled, "Be objective, what do you want?"

Xiao Youci came to order for the first time, his eyes were even more dazed, and he looked up at the waiter.

Xiao Er was stunned for a moment, seeing that the person looks pretty good-looking, don't be a fool, right?

Yan Tong next to him pulled Xiao Youci's lapel and said, "Master, I want to eat that small wonton that costs one copper plate and one bowl."

On the contrary, Xiao Youci excused him.

He took out two copper plates and put them on the table, and said in a low voice, "Give us two bowls of small wontons."

Xiao Er took the copper plate and left. After a while, two bowls of wontons were brought up. Small white wontons were floating in the bowls, and a few chopped green vegetable leaves were floating on the soup water.

Yan Tong skillfully took the chopsticks from the bamboo tube next to him, gave Xiao Youci a pair, thought for a while, took out another spoon, put it into Xiao Youci's bowl, and said, "Master uses this."

Xiao Youci: "..."

Does this little doll think he can't use chopsticks?

He... is really not very good at it.

Xiao Youci picked up the spoon kindly and scooped up a spoonful of soup, which looked very clear. Is this the food of mortals?Xiao Youci's stomach began to toss again, he had never eaten these things, but when he looked at them, he felt a desire, and couldn't help swallowing.

He didn't notice that when he was looking at the wonton carefully, Yan Tong next to him didn't move, his dark eyes were fixed on Xiao Youci.

Xiao Youci himself is an indifferent person, so he didn't realize that Yan Tong's behavior these days was too abnormal.

He didn't behave like a child who lost his parents early. These days, he didn't even ask about the whereabouts of his parents, let alone clamor to go back.

A six-year-old child is not yet an age to understand life and death.

But so what?

In Xiao Youci's mind, "Yan Tong" is just a tool that can be used. Although he accepted him as an apprentice, he never thought about teaching him anything. It is estimated that after the Qingjun Conference is over, he will follow him. Just like the "senior brothers" in the past, they became Xiao Youci's cats and dogs.

Yan Tong lowered his eyes, held the hot soup bowl with his small hands, lowered his head and picked up the wonton soup with small mouthfuls.

Xiao Youci didn't notice his little apprentice's inner activities, he was still looking at his wonton bowl tangled up, he tasted it just now, it was delicious, but there was a strange taste lingering on the tip of his tongue, making him He couldn't swallow it anyhow.

But it was already in his mouth, and he couldn't spit it out, so Xiao Youci could only swallow it forcefully.

He tasted it carefully, and found that the strange smell came from those few green leaves, Xiao Youci frowned, mortals have strange hobbies.

Xiao Er passed by him, saw Xiao Youci's troubled side face, lowered his head enthusiastically and asked, "Guest officer, is there any problem with the wontons in our shop?"

Xiao Youci frowned and said, "Your food...why does it have a strange smell?"

Xiao Er was stunned: "No, this is all freshly made, how could it be..."

Xiao Youci said again: "What is that green one?"

Xiao Er glanced at Xiao Youci's wonton bowl, and a few coriander leaves floated quietly on it.

Xiao Er instantly understood and said with a smile, "Guest officer, is this your first time eating wontons?"

Xiao Youci said, "How do you know?"

Xiao Er was helpless: "Objectively, there is an ingredient called coriander in it, which may not be acceptable to everyone. Our side is close to Huqiang, and the wontons are filled with coriander. If you don't like it, you can tell us in advance. .”

If you don't speak, it is naturally accepted by default.

Xiao Youci's eyes widened, he didn't know that there were such rules in the mortal world.

His conversation also caught Yan Tong's attention. The child raised his head from the wonton bowl, and there was a strange flash in his eyes.

Xiao Youci frowned: "Okay, I see."

Xiao Er enthusiastically suggested that he change to a bowl of wontons, but Xiao Youci ignored him and let him leave instead.

After Xiao Er left, Xiao Youci scooped out the coriander leaves without a teacher. He looked around, but couldn't find a place to throw it away. Seeing the little apprentice next to him eating deliciously, he took his own coriander leaves. The leaf was thrown into the disciple's bowl.

Yan Tong: "..."

Deep in his heart, a certain soul that did not belong to him was agitated and let out a gleeful laugh.

Yan Tong felt that this problem was very serious, he raised his head, and looked at Xiao Youci seriously: "Master, you are here... Our school is also like this, would you throw something you don't like to my other two senior brothers?" ?”

Xiao Youci thought about it seriously, and said, "When I was at Linxianmen, I didn't eat."