I heard that you are my son's father

Only then did Qi Yan start to really look at these disciples.

No one in the sect is in charge. Except for Daoist Lu, his family, no one else wears Taoist robes, and they are not considered true Taoist priests. Only Lu Qingyu is an inner disciple, and the others are outer disciples.

The female disciple in the pink skirt is called Lu Hua. She said that she was originally a lady of the family, but something happened in her family and she stayed in the Yu Yuzong a few years ago.

Wan Xiaoyuan has coarse cloth and short lapels, his family lives in the local area, a small businessman, and there are many elder brothers in his family, he is not welcomed, and there is no place for him, so he stays in the sect all the time.

Lin Jianyue was dressed in white. She used to be the noble son of a wealthy family, but she made a mistake and was kicked out.

There was also a homeless orphan named Mo Quanyou, who once robbed a dog for food in front of this sect, and was left behind by Lu Qingyu.

The disciples of the inner sect passed on precepts and scriptures, Lu Qingyu was able to catch ghosts and demons, draw talismans and cast spells.

However, Wan Xiaoyuan is good at cooking. Although it was early in the morning, he also prepared four dishes and one soup.

The banquet adheres to the principle of inquiring about one's health, and after being preached by the little golden hammer, it is said that the word is not literal, what should be cared about in daily life, food, clothing, housing and transportation are all-encompassing.

Right now is "food". In "Kissing the Little Bamboo Horse", when the young master first met the little beggar, he invited him to eat at home. The little beggar resisted very much.

Although the Taoist leader cannot be regarded as a little beggar, Jin Hammer has said that the emotional model is interlinked.

He looked at the trail leader beside him, seeing that he was going to pick up a slice of radish.

So he secretly moved his fingertips, and the sliced ​​radish was detached from his chopsticks, and flew towards Lu Qingyu's mouth in the astonishment of several people.

Before Lu Qingyu could react, he was almost kissed by a piece of radish on the lips. He leaned back a few times and slapped it flying, and the mahogany sword came out of its sheath with a "click": "Where is the evildoer?"

Banquet: "..."

Oops, I got used to it with my spiritual power, so I'm going to reveal my secrets.

Little Golden Hammer: "My lord, is this a question of revealing the truth? Why do you use spiritual power to feed?"

"Isn't that easy?"

Little Golden Hammer: "My lord, use your hands, use your own hands."

Lu Qingyu inspected for a week and found no evil spirit, so he sat back in doubt, thinking it might be blown by the wind, and then picked up another piece of radish.

Qi Yan listened to Xiao Jinhammer's words, and stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the radish.

Lu Qingyu: "..."

With a radish sandwiched between Qiyan, according to the description in the book, he adjusted his gentle smile and looked around slowly.

However, the side is empty.

Lu Qingyu didn't eat breakfast, got up and left.

Qi Yan was puzzled with a radish between his hands: "Why did he leave?"

Little Golden Hammer stroked his eyebrows: "Maybe I thought you robbed him of food."

"Then shall I go after him?"

"Uh... Your lord, don't go, let me think about what went wrong."

What is the reason that the lord, who usually acted decisively and decisively, became a fool on the way to coax his companions.

It's true that you took the script of the little bamboo horse, but in the eyes of the Taoist leader, it is probably "The New Boss Is Perverted".

After praying for the banquet, he put down his chopsticks and looked at the stunned expressions of the people opposite him: "What's wrong with you?"

Several people hurriedly lowered their heads to pick up the rice, and gestured to each other with their eyes: "The suzerain doesn't let the senior brother eat, because he has a problem with him, is the senior brother pointing the sword at him in the morning?"

After the meal, I prayed and went back to the room. The bedroom on the second floor of the main hall was tidied up. The wooden carvings on the bedside were scattered, the curtains beside the bed were lightly brushed, and there was a copybook in front of the window, which was made of high-quality huanghuali.

The little golden hammer paced back and forth on his shoulder: "How about this, the Taoist priest didn't eat, and the lord cooks for him himself, it will definitely work."

There is also such a plot in the book. After the young master cooks for the little beggar himself, the little beggar eats with tears in his eyes, which is an important step in the development of the relationship between the two.

Qi Yan studied the recipe for a while, and when he went to the kitchen, it was almost noon, and Wan Xiaoyuan was preparing lunch.

He walked in and said he was going to cook.

Wan Xiaoyuan never dared: "How can I let the suzerain cook?"

"It's okay, you do yours and I do mine. I only cook for your brothers."

Wan Xiaoyuan felt relieved, the suzerain is going to seek peace with the senior brother, that would be great.

It's just that he has a worry: Can the sovereign know how to cook?

It's okay, it doesn't matter if you know it or not, it's a wish, anyway, he cooked the senior brother's meal at noon.

He was determined to do it, but Qi Yan said that he had to do it himself from beginning to end, Wan Xiaoyuan thought again, so confident, it seems that the suzerain is very proficient in cooking.

So relieved, I buried myself in my work.

I heard crackling next to me.

Ding ding dong dong.

Click click.

Then, with a "boom", the kitchen exploded.

Wan Xiaoyuan: "..."

Fortunately, everyone was fine, and the two ran out of the kitchen. This time, not only the seniors, but everyone had nothing to eat.

Wan Xiaoyuan suddenly came to his senses: "It turns out that the suzerain still hates senior brother, and would rather kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred, rather than allow him to eat."

It will take a few days to repair the kitchen. During this period, everyone bought meals and went back to the room to eat. I prayed that the plan to cook and feed the meals by myself would be cancelled, and I continued to read the storybook.

The next plot is holding an umbrella in the rain. The two people sharing the same umbrella get closer and closer, and finally hold hands.

Xiao Jinchui said: "This is a testament to the close relationship between two people."

"Okay, I see, I'm going to buy some umbrellas, and the next thing is to wait for a rainy day."

Little Golden Hammer: "My lord, you can't just learn from the surface. Feed the meal and hold the umbrella. It's all because you have him in your heart and out of genuine concern."

"I have him in my heart."

"Then what do you want to do with him, don't think about it, just say it now."

"Uh……"

"talk."

"Uh……"

"Why didn't your lord say anything?"

The banquet was defeated: "I can't say it, there is nothing I want to do together."

Little Golden Hammer sighed.

Qi Yan paused for a while: "If he goes to catch the demon again, I will go with him."

"Well... that's okay, let's meet difficulties and dangers together..."

He heard Qi Yan gritted his teeth and said, "We must not let him catch my race."

Little Golden Hammer: "..."

It seems that your road is long and arduous, it is right to buy a sect, stay and spend it slowly.

In the past few days, I had nothing to do in the Zongmen. I prayed and drew some sketches at my desk, and gave them to a few disciples, and asked them to repair and repair the courtyard.

The courtyard is elegant, but it is too plain, which really does not meet his aesthetics.

Little Golden Hammer looked anxiously again: "Why doesn't your lord go to find Daoist Lu?"

"But it's not raining, and I don't have a chance to hold an umbrella. Why should I go to him?"

"Uh..." Little Jin Hammer began to doubt Hammer for a moment.

The rain still hasn't fallen, there are some visitors in the gate these days, most of them are asking for lottery and hexagrams, you don't need to come into the courtyard, there are disciples on duty every day, set up a table in the hallway between the gate and the courtyard, put away the lottery signs and divination signs Paper, and a few more yellow symbols, usually only worth half a day, and there will be no one in the afternoon.

Now that they have a new suzerain, they are embarrassed, and they are on duty longer, but they just doze off in a different place, and it doesn't matter where they sit.

Qi Yan doesn't expect to make money from this, but he is a little curious about how these guys explain the hexagrams to others.

He sat beside him, waving his fan, and watched a girl come to ask for marriage.

Lin Jianyue was on duty in the morning, he handed over the lottery container, the girl took a lottery and took a look first: "Take the lottery."

Lin Jianyue said: "Girl's marriage is approaching, so cherish it, but you still need to be cautious, so as not to miss the opportunity."

The girl gave the money with a smile on her face and left briskly.

After a while a man came, begging for wealth.

He also got the upper lottery, Lin Jianyue said: "Mr.'s wealth is approaching, cherish it, but you still need to be cautious, so as not to miss the good opportunity."

The man is also smiling.

In the afternoon, Mo Quanyou came to visit the hall.

A person who was on his way came to ask about the dangers of the future, and the lottery was also drawn.

Mo Quanyou said: "You will have something good soon, but you have to be careful when you do things, don't miss the opportunity."

Banquet: "..."

After the person left, he pushed the stick with the golden fan bone, and all the divinatory sticks were poured out. He flipped it casually, and all he saw were top signs.

Mo Quanyou sneered: "Sovereign, in fact, everyone is here to buy peace of mind, just say good things."

Just as he was talking, another woman came over with a hasty look on his face: "Master Daoist, my chicken is lost, please help me figure out where it went."

Mo Quanyou: "..."

Holding the stick, the corner of his mouth twitched: "Sister, why don't you report to the police?"

"Aren't you fortune tellers? Can you count people but not chickens? Are you capable? Don't be liars..." The woman chattered loudly.

Impatient with the noise, Qi Yan picked up a chicken feather that fell on the table, tapped on the fan bone and injected a burst of spiritual power, and said to the woman: "In your well, hurry up to fish it, or you will die completely. "

The woman was taken aback, and hurried home.

After a while, he came back with a dying rooster in his arms, and put a few pennies on the table: "It's really in the well, you guys are really good at predicting things, I will help you spread the word, there are many neighbors in my neighborhood." .”

Mo Quan looked at the banquet in surprise: "How does the suzerain know where the chicken is?"

"Guess, um... I used to raise a lot of chickens in my family, and I like jumping into the well the most."

"Oh, the suzerain used to raise chickens." Mo Quan pondered for a while, is it so profitable to raise chickens, or should everyone change their careers.

However, Xiao Jinchui couldn't help but said to himself: "Is this how the Xianyu Sect usually operates? No wonder they are so poor. I don't think they should be called the Xianyu Sect, but the Xianyu Sect."

"But, who doesn't want to be a salted fish." Little Golden Hammer sighed, it didn't want to work either.

Several disciples took turns to be on duty at the palace, but Lu Qingyu didn't come. They said that Lu Qingyu usually takes care of evil exorcising ghosts and other things, which is the main income of the sect.

However, Lu Qingyu occasionally went out to buy daily necessities, passing through the hall without looking sideways, just pretending that there was no one around, and didn't know what to say to him, so he didn't call him, but seeing that he was always dressed in gray and blue, he was a little puzzled: " Why does he keep wearing this color?"

Mo Quanyou: "Brother only wears Taoist robes."

"That's a waste of this upside-down appearance."

Little Jin Hammer rolled his eyes and had an idea: "My lord will go shopping with him."

Thinking about the banquet: "There is no such a plot in the story book."

"Then...you can't copy it completely, the lord will help him buy some clothes."

The banquet was very serious and said: "You said, so that I can't humiliate him with money."

Little Golden Hammer: "..."

If you want to strike, you can't do this job.

"But clothes are not money. If I just buy clothes and give them to him, it shouldn't be considered a shame." Qi Yan thought again.

Little Golden Hammer wept: "Yes, yes, yes, enlightened."

"But why bother with him? It's a waste of time. I'll just buy it and give it to him."

"Uh..." The strike quit.

The author says:

Banquet: "Kiss the Little Bamboo Horse"

Little Golden Hammer: "The new boss is a pervert"

Daochang Lu: "The new boss is a pervert"