A Guide to Feeding the Master of Time Traveling

Finally, after discussion, everyone came to a consensus conclusion.

—They have to eat first.

So Zhang San was brutally dragged down by the iron-masked man in black again.

The dinner of the Demon Cult is much richer than that of Tianshui Shrine. Ruan Sili deeply feels that economic development is very important, after all, the economic strength of a sect is directly equated with food.

Ruan Siri, as the newly joined holy son, still has status, so he was arranged to have dinner with the left and right protectors. The four elders decided to have dinner on the mahjong table because they wanted to play mahjong.

Originally thought that a noble and glamorous person like Lou Duan must be eating alone, but unexpectedly the three of them sat down, and when Ruan Sili was about to move his chopsticks, Peng Jiuyu stopped him.

"Don't worry, the leader hasn't come yet."

"Ah," Ruan Sili didn't understand, he thought he was about the same as the left and right protectors, second only to Lou Duan, "Is the leader going to eat with us?"

Peng Jiuling didn't understand even more than him: "Why didn't the leader come to dinner with us?"

"Isn't the leader a noble and glamorous guy? How could he have dinner with us? Besides, isn't the leader's setting so that he won't be in the mood to eat after practicing kung fu?"

Ruan Sili stared innocently, and pointed to the steamed hairy crabs on the plate: "The leader likes to eat crabs? How does he eat them? Do you break them with your hands like we do?"

He pointed to the fried chicken legs again: "The leader likes to eat chicken legs? How does he eat them? Does he eat them with his hands like we do?"

Finally, he pointed to the stinky tofu that appeared on the table for some unknown reason: "The leader likes to eat stinky tofu? How does he eat it? Do you add coriander? Do you want double spicy? This picture is so beautiful that I dare not look at it."

Peng Jiu Ling: "..."

Huang Ronglu: "..."

Peng Jiuyu lowered his head silently, this holy son is really strange.

On the other hand, Huang Ronglu said expressionlessly: "There is no distinction between us and the leader. We are the adoptive sons of the old leader. We are about the same age and grew up together. The old leader told us to be equal in private."

Ruan Sili nodded. It seems that the atmosphere of the Demon Cult is quite harmonious, but it should be said that the old leader was really thoughtful. They are equal, so why would they want to rebel?

But I've only known Lou Duan for a day, how could they accept me so easily.

"That..." Ruan Sili asked tentatively, "Why don't you doubt that I am the real Holy Son when you see me, or that I entered the Demon Cult with ulterior motives?"

"Why do you think so?" Peng Jiuyu began to display his virginal aura, and his tone was very serious: "You were brought by the leader. If you pass the test of the leader, we don't need to doubt it, and I see you ..." After thinking for a while, Peng Jiuyu finally found a suitable language, "It doesn't seem like someone who is too deep in the city."

Ruan Sili wondered why it didn't sound good to hear these words, was this beating around the bush and saying that he was out of his mind?

Huang Ronglu also said with a paralyzed face: "Even if it is, you can't beat it."

Ruan Sili looked suspicious: "What can't you beat?"

Huang Ronglu said calmly: "Son of a weak chicken, you don't have any martial arts or internal strength, you can't even beat nine cods, and you are afraid of death, so it is impossible to have ulterior motives. Because you know that we are a demon cult, if you have, you will Die horribly."

Damn, it turns out that he doesn't have martial arts, and this kind of pain has become an advantage, right? !

Ruan Siri swallowed: "How miserable? Will he die?"

Huang Ronglu thought about it very seriously, then shook his head.

It seems that the people in the Demon Cult really haven't lost their humanity!I have seen the shining points of your humanity, this spirit is worth learning from all the sects of the underworld!

Huang Ronglu's ruthless voice interrupted Ruan Sili's fantasy: "I will probably cut off the tendons of your limbs first and then receive three hundred lashes, but we will not let you die because there are other tortures to suffer, such as..."

"Okay, I got it!" Ruan Sili almost collapsed, he yelled, "Let's eat."

...He wants to take back the words he praised the Devil's Cult just now!Sure enough, the Devil's Cult is a cult organization, and Lou Duan is a big devil!

As soon as he talked about eating, Lou Duan came.

Ruan Sili stared wide-eyed and watched him sit down.

Lou Duan frowned slightly: "What?"

Ruan Sili shook his head, then reached out and picked up a large prawn into Lou Xing's bowl: "No, Master, eat prawns, eat prawns, supplement calcium, and it will be too late to supplement calcium when you are old."

Huang Ronglu said sternly: "There is nothing to be courteous about, it's either rape or robbery."

Peng Jiulu said sternly: "Don't talk when you eat, don't talk when you sleep, since you start eating, don't talk."

Ruan Siri: "..."

Ruan Sili lowered his head to pick up the rice.

After eating, Lou Duan said: "I have already sent people down to spread the news to all the sects about the Devil Cult's finding of the Holy Son. In a few days, the news will spread throughout the martial arts world."

"Oh, by the way," Ruan Sili ignored Peng Jiuyu's disgusted eyes before he finished eating, and said vaguely while eating chicken legs: "Master, since I am the holy son of your demon sect, what should I do?" , I don’t know how to sacrifice or anything.”

Lou Duan glanced at him indifferently: "Sacrifice? You only need to do two things well."

Ruan Sili stared at Lou Duan with bright eyes, here he comes, although he can't be the martial arts arrogance, it's great to be an extreme demon king!As long as Lou Duan gives orders, the first page of his glorious history of the devil will be opened!

Lou Duan said calmly, "You just need to eat and sleep."

Ruan Sili was furious, slapped the table and roared, "Master, how can you do this?"

Lou Duan glanced at him, and asked in a drawn out tone, "Oh—?"

Ruan Sili said sternly, "What about drinking and Lazard!"

Peng Jiu Ling & Huang Ronglu: "..."

Lou Duan said: "In your opinion, what can you do in the Devil's Cult?"

Ruan Siri pursed her mouth: "I know I can't do anything, but I can't just sit around and eat for nothing."

Peng Jiuyu nodded: "It's okay, you're not the only one who eats plain rice."

Ruan Sili's eyes lit up suddenly: "Guardian Right, don't you think you're also a freelancer?"

Peng Jiulu showed embarrassment on his face: "No, Holy Son, I am in charge of the internal affairs of the teaching, Zuo Hufa is in charge of the internal and external affairs of the teaching, and the four elders are in charge of the division of altars in various places."

"Just those four mahjong madmen are in charge of such an important matter! Don't they play mahjong every day! Do they really understand all the major matters of the division of the Demon Sect!"

Peng Jiu Ling smiled, which meant that everything was in the air.

How speechless the disciples of the Devil's Sect would be when they thought that all major events of the Devil's Sect were made on the mahjong table!

Ruan Sili sat on the chair and sighed heavily, muttering in his mouth: "Oh, you are in charge of internal affairs, and Xiao Huang is in charge of external affairs..." Suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, and stared at Lou Duan with wide eyes: "Hey, that's not right, you guys Contracting all the things of the Demon Cult, what is the leader doing!?"

Lou Duan obviously didn't expect Ruan Sili to ask him suddenly, he frowned, and patted Ruan Sili on the head: "You don't know what this seat is for?"

Ruan Sili was a little wronged: "How do I know, I don't know how the world is set up, but according to the distribution of the right protector, aren't you just living for nothing?"

He looked at Lou Xing's bowl, and whispered, "Although I didn't eat much, it's still rice..."

Lou Duan's face suddenly changed several times, and finally he stood up and walked out the door.

"This seat is going to practice swords."

Ruan Sili defeated the leader of the Demon Cult, he was in a good mood, he had a big appetite, and ate two more chicken legs.

After dinner, the protectors invited him to drink tea and admire the moon. Ruan Sili was not conscious of being a light bulb. The month is really the ancient Qing Dynasty.

The moon and stars are scarce, and Peng Jiu Ling is pouring tea. It's really good tea, a beautiful moon, and a beautiful woman.

Ruan Sili didn't pay attention, and said what was in his heart.

Peng Jiuyu had probably never seen such a shameless person, and immediately blushed: "Holy Son, you..."

Huang Ronglu sat between the two without leaving a trace, and looked at the starry sky expressionlessly.

"The stars are so big." Huang Ronglu said seriously.

Ruan Sili looked at the dark starry sky: "..."

Peng Jiulu said: "Son, do you know that in my hometown, when entertaining guests, you have to invite them to drink three courses of tea, the so-called 'one bitter, two sweet and three aftertaste'."

Ruan Sili: "... Right Protector, are you from Yunnan..."

Peng Jiu's face showed surprise: "Son, how do you know!"

Let's not talk about what era this is, and the name Yunnan, but is it nonsense for Zuo Hufa to ask like this? Traveling to Yunnan is not for nothing!Ruan Siri doesn't know how many stone teas he bought in Wenhua Village!

Ruan Sili stared at Peng Jiuyu's face, and said hesitantly, "Ah... Brother Apeng?"

Peng Jiulu's eyes were all bright, he held Ruan Siri's hand, and said excitedly: "Holy Son, how do you know what we call men? Since I entered the Devil's Cult at the age of 12, I have never heard of anyone Call me that!"

It has been said that traveling in Yunnan is not in vain. Ruan Sili’s travel has never been about getting in the car to sleep, getting out of the car to take pictures, going home to sleep, and asking questions the next day without knowing anything!

The yellow deer on the side looked like the bottom of a pot.

Ruan Siri has always been a bit high, he can also drink tea high, and when he sees the moonlight is good, he feels a little turbulent, thinking: Isn't this timing just right, other people travel all over China After 5000 years of poems and songs, today is finally his turn, Ruan Sili.

So he cleared his throat, revealed a profound look, and muttered: "The moon will not drink, and the shadow will follow me. I will accompany the moon and the shadow for a while, and the pleasure must wait until the spring."

Sure enough, Guardian Right saw that his eyes were different, and his tone became eager: "Holy Son, I thought you were an illiterate and ignorant person before."

……

Do I look like that kind of uneducated person!

However, I was a little embarrassed to have prostituted Li Bai's poems. You Hufa must think that it must be great for him to write such poems.

Sure enough, the next second Peng Jiuyu praised: "I also like Li Taibai's poems very much."

Ruan Siri: "..."

So what kind of era is this? Why is there still Li Bai, who was said to be superficial? He was wrong, and he will never pretend to be coercive again.

Huang Ronglu can't stand seeing Peng Jiuyu and Ruan Sili talking and laughing together anymore. Originally, Ruan Sili was a light bulb, but now Huang Ronglu is a light bulb, which makes Huang Ronglu very unhappy.

"Holy Son," Huang Ronglu said, "It's getting late, you should rest."

"En?" Ruan Sili blinked unconsciously: "Shouldn't we chat for a while? You haven't finished your tea yet."

Huang Ronglu stood up with a slumped face, held the teapot to the spout and drank all the remaining tea in one gulp, then wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and said calmly: "There is no more tea, let's rest."

Ruan Siri: "..."

Peng Jiu Ling: "..."

On the way back to his residence, Ruan Sili kept muttering: "Why is Huang Ronglu so stingy? This person has not been chased by him. He is so possessive. What kind of girl would like him? The ones who like him are probably white lotuses." Xiaoshou."

Although something doesn't feel right.

Ruan Sili looked up at the starry sky, it was pitch black except for the moon hanging in the sky like a golden pie.

"What a big moon..." Ruan Sili sighed.

Then, a black shadow floated in front of him.

Ruan Sili was stunned for a full two seconds before he thought of opening his mouth and shouting, "There is a thief—!"

But as soon as he opened his mouth, he yelled out the first word, and his mouth was covered.

"Don't talk, little saint." A deep male voice with a slight smile sounded behind his ears.

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