The peace of the Three Realms depends on me [Food]

81. Feather Emperor Leng Changtian

The three delicacies skin belly is made of solid ingredients, and after eating half a bowl, I feel a lot more solid in my stomach.Ji Pingan opened the cupboard and took out the last dried noodles inside: "It's just enough for a meal. In the afternoon, I will make some more noodles with Dianmian."

Xiaobai set up the firewood in the stove to make the fire bigger: "Okay."

Seeing that the noodles were almost cooked, Xiao Huang groaned and said, "Ping An, I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep."

Ji Pingan turned around and saw Xiao Huang squatting on the chair with his neck curled up, his eyelids were drooping, and he looked a bit unspirited.

Ji Pingan quickly put down the bowl in his hand and walked in front of Xiao Huang. He knelt down and held Xiao Huang's face carefully, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Xiao Huang rubbed Ping An's palm, and he said in a muffled voice, "It's just sleepy..."

Ji Pingan thought that Xiao Huang might have spent a lot of energy catching that big bird, so it's normal to be half-fed and sleepy right now.He said: "The noodles are almost ready, why don't you eat a bowl first and then go to sleep?"

Xiao Huang replied with a listless voice: "Okay."

The noodles topped with three delicacies skin belly are very delicious. Xiao Huang especially likes the crispy winter bamboo shoots and quail eggs inside.Even though he was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyelids, he still insisted on eating two bowls, and finally even drank up the noodle soup.

Before putting down his job, Xiao Huang fell into a chair and fell into a deep sleep. The little snoring was particularly vigorous.

Ji Pingan didn't know whether to laugh or cry and picked up Xiao Huang: "Xiao Huang is really a child, she sleeps as soon as she says."

He Lang was also like this when he was a child. Sometimes he fell down while eating and talking.This is probably the case with Xiao Huang, and he should be fine when he wakes up.

Ji Pingan put Xiao Huang on the bed and covered him with a quilt. He gently patted Xiao Huang's belly: "Sleep, I'll make something delicious for you when you wake up."

Besides delicious food, he also wanted to prepare a small surprise for Xiao Huang.A few days ago when Xiao Bai was drying his little padded jacket, Xiao Huang noticed him, and Xiao Huang was so envious that his mouth was drooling.

What Xiaobai has, of course Xiaohuang should also have it.How could Ji Pingan favor one person over another?That is, all the fabrics at home have been used up, and I really can't find good-looking fabrics.

But he asked He Lang, He Lang's family had a wedding recently, and there are still some fabrics in the house.In the afternoon, he was going to get those materials and come back to make clothes for Xiao Huang.

It's just that he has never made clothes for the little chicken, so he has to think about how to make Xiao Huang satisfied.

As soon as Ji Pingan raised his head, he saw Xiao Bai staring at Xiao Huang on the bed with complicated eyes.Ji Pingan asked puzzledly, "What's wrong?"

Xiaobai smiled and said, "It's nothing. By the way, didn't we say we are going to make noodles?"

The aura in Xiao Huang's body was circulating crazily, and Leng Changtian might wake up.Maybe it's better to avoid the edge and hide for the time being, but... how can he stay safe and face Leng Changtian alone?

He would rather be killed by Leng Changtian than Ji Pingan be injured by him.

Of course, this is the worst case.Maybe Xiao Huang's aura soared just because he was about to transform?

Xiao Huang fell asleep in the dark, he slept for three days and three nights, and Ji Ping'an almost got angry.If Xiaobai hadn't repeatedly assured him that Xiaohuang was just sleeping normally, Ji Pingan would have carried him to Pingqiao Town to see a veterinarian.

During the few days when Xiao Huang was sleeping, he had already made him a new dress.The new clothes are also red, and he sandwiched cotton in the middle, and the edges are also boxed with white cloth.

Rather than saying that this is a piece of clothing, it is better to say that this is a small cape, as long as it is worn around Xiao Huang's neck.Fortunately, Xiao Huang looks good, even if she wears a piece of cloth, she is very cute.

Time flies, and it will soon be the 24th of the twelfth lunar month.On this day, the family has to sweep the dust and worship the stove, and eat stove sugar for bathing.

In previous years, the 24th of the twelfth lunar month was the busiest and most tiring day. He had to get up early and then go to the Nanshan Bamboo Forest to find a ten-foot-long bamboo.Bamboo should not be too thick, it will be too heavy to lift; it should not be too thin, it will be too soft to lift.

Choose an old bamboo that can be held by one hand, and then tie a few thin bamboo branches with leaves on the bamboo tip, so that you can make a long-handled broom.When cleaning the house, Ji Pingan only cleaned the ground.

And on the 24th day of the twelfth lunar month, the places in the house that cannot be cleaned normally have to be cleaned carefully: the wardrobe and closet must be wiped down, the cobwebs on the wall must be rolled down, and the dust on the beams must be carefully cleaned...

People in Qingshuiwan believe that a year is complete and the coming year will be smoother only if the house is cleaned.

In the past, Ji Ping'an would cover his head with a cloth. After sweeping, the bamboo branches would be covered with spider silk, and he would also become ashamed.But this year's house is newly built, and the spider hasn't had time to know the web yet.The cupboards and wardrobes have also been tidied up early.

He only used a broom to sweep the main room twice, and he had completed the dust-sweeping ceremony. This was the most relaxing December 24 he had ever had!

In previous years, on the day of sweeping the dust, Ji Pingan would be busy from morning to afternoon, and he could only use pastry mats for lunch.This year is different, this year he can prepare meals with peace of mind.

Just as Ji Ping'an was thinking about what to have for lunch, Xiao Bai walked in from the door: "Ping'an, didn't you say to go to He Lang's to get the stove candy?"

The stove in Clear Water Bay is usually made of maltose. Ji Pingan also bought stove candy when he went to Pingqiao Town.But Xiao Huang couldn't help stealing it, and when Ji Pingan found out, the maltose was about to bottom out.

Fortunately, He Lang's mother made maltose, so he just had to go and get some.

Ji Pingan smiled and said, "It's only in the afternoon that the stove is sacrificed, so it's okay to pick it up after dinner."

But Xiaobai said: "Go now, by the way, can He Lang ask for some peppers? I want to eat some paste peppers at noon."

Ji Pingan understood: "Oh~ so we Xiaobai are greedy for peppers. Alright, I'll set off now."

Ji Pingan only remembered one thing when he walked up the hill, Xiaobai usually followed the road, why didn't he go with him today?Forget it, it's only a few steps anyway, it doesn't matter if Xiaobai goes or not.

But he always felt that something was weird, so he stood on the hill and looked towards his house.The view on the hill is good, and his house can be seen through the fish pond.The courtyard door was ajar, and there seemed to be nothing unusual.

Ji Pingan shook his head: "Maybe I'm overthinking."

As soon as Ji Ping'an's figure disappeared on the hill, a white barrier appeared in the sky above his house.The enchantment enveloped the entire house like a soft bubble, and a layer of gauze in the enchantment was flowing like water waves.

There was a faint cracking sound coming from under the veil. If you don't pay attention, you will feel that there is nothing unusual in Houcun.But if you are in the courtyard at this time, you will find that the courtyard has become a mess.

Flames were burning on the tiles on the courtyard wall and on the ground, and the ice sculptures of roaring tigers were slowly melting in the flames.In the sky above the roof, the silver-haired and blue-eyed Wu Mo stood on the Frost Sky Bailian coiled in the shape of a lotus flower and confronted Leng Changtian.

Leng Changtian gritted his teeth, the aura in his body soared, and the roof tiles rattled due to the scorching heat: "Wu Mo, how dare you humiliate me like this!"

Leng Changtian, who had recovered his memory, was about to burst into anger. He was kept as a pet by his rival for so long!As soon as he thought of Wu Mo's teasing him, his anger gushed out and could not be calmed down.

He, the majestic Yu Huang, was actually hung on the beam by Wu Mo, and made a vow of soul and soul just for a bite to eat.What's even more irritating is that he was quite happy to be played with!

From birth to now, Leng Changtian has never felt such humiliation.He wished he could tear Wumo into pieces!If it weren't for him, how could I have fallen into this situation!

Wumo was calm with a bit of regret: "There is no humiliation, believe it or not."

From the day Xiao Huang was left behind, he knew that one day the two of them would meet each other in battle.The enemy is always the enemy, and it is impossible to shake hands and make peace just because of a few words, and it is even more impossible to let go of prejudice and hatred just because of a short time together.

Leng Changtian just wanted to tear Wumo apart: "How dare you argue!"

Among the lightning and flint, one after another spiritual fire turned into sharp blades and shot towards Wumo's direction, and the astonishing heat could be felt across the barrier.Under the high heat, the tiles on the roof cracked one after another, and the leaves of the sweet-scented osmanthus trees in the yard were all burned.

Wumo frowned, and he rushed upwards, and after three or two strokes, his figure disappeared into the clouds.Leng Changtian followed closely behind: "Don't run!"

After the two left, a silver-white aura flashed in the barrier.The traces of being burned on the ground disappeared, the melting tiger ice sculpture disappeared, and the cracked tiles returned to their original shape. The most amazing thing was that the charred sweet-scented osmanthus tree miraculously sprouted new shoots.

The yard returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would have guessed that there was a fierce fight just now.

As soon as Ji Pingan arrived at He Lang's house, he heard the sound of thunder from the sky. He Lang was so frightened that he almost dropped his glass: "The weather is getting more and more strange, and there are still thunderstorms in winter."

Ji Pingan stepped out and looked at the sky suspiciously: "Huh?"

When he just went out, there were not so many clouds in the sky, how could there be such a thick cloud over his head after a while?Electric lights flickered faintly among the clouds, and the huge thunder exploded overhead, so frightening that people didn't even dare to look out.

Ji Ping'an's heart felt ominous, this scene seemed familiar.Could it be... another demon cultivator is doing something nearby? !His new house! !

Even though Wu Mo tried his best to dodge, his cultivation was much weaker than Leng Changtian's.If he can't dodge a little bit, his body will be pierced by the spiritual fire.When the two separated, Wu Mo was already bloodied and unstable.

Leng Changtian succeeded with one blow but did not take advantage of the victory to pursue: "I ask you, during the period when I lost my memory, you had countless opportunities to kill me every day. Why didn't you kill me?"

Wumo stood firm, and he wiped the blood from the corner of his lips: "Ping'an regards you as a family member, and if he kills you, he will be sad."

Leng Changtian was stunned for a moment: "Just because of this? Are you crazy? You let me go because of a mortal?! Do you think I will believe your words?!"

Wumo looked gently at the direction of the back village of Qingshuiwan: "Yeah." He was willing to die for Ji Ping'an.

The corners of Leng Changtian's mouth twitched: "You really have no ink? You won't be taken away by some strange thing, right?"

He can lose his memory, and it is not uncommon for Wumo to be taken away.Listen to what he said about tigers and wolves. He is a majestic beast emperor, and he has countless charming and charming demon cultivators, but he wants to die or live for an ordinary person?

Of course, Ji Ping'an is really good, and he admits this.

Wu Mo calmly said: "And take advantage of the danger of others to win without martial arts."

As soon as the voice fell, Leng Changtian let out a sigh of relief: "That's right, it's you." He couldn't get used to Wu Mo's posturing the most!

Wumo raised his eyes to look at Leng Changtian: "If you want to kill, kill it, be faster, don't let Ping An see my body. He will feel uncomfortable."

The author has something to say:

Leng Changtian: Get up and fight me for [-] rounds!

Wumo: I have no strength.

Leng Changtian: How is it possible!How can I have no strength to eat so well every day!

Wumo: I'm getting fat, I can't run. 【Tiger lying in the nest.JPG】

On the clouds, Fat Tiger and Fat Bird fight to decide the outcome.

I met my old colleague today, and I feel that time flies so fast, ten years are gone like this.It feels like a lot has happened during this period, but it feels like it was still yesterday.Time makes people grow old, old colleagues have gray hair.