Reborn with the Tyrant [Cultivation]

When Xuehuai went back that night, she found Jade Bird and asked it to help deliver the medicinal materials she wanted.

It was also because he was really unwell, and he didn't want Murong Jinchuan to find out and worry, so he asked Cai Yi for a day off, saying that he had encountered a bottleneck in his exercises and wanted to relax.

If someone asks for a lie and says that he has encountered a bottleneck, it must be an excuse for being lazy, but if Xuehuai says that he has encountered a bottleneck, it must be a serious problem for him, and Cai Yi agrees.

Xuehuai went back to sleep, drowsy and dark, dreamless all night.After waking up, he was a little bit more energetic, but Wu Nei was suffocated with cold air. Seeing the fairy melons and fresh fruits in Xianmen, he lost his appetite and didn't eat in the morning or at noon.

He also really went to relax, and walked around the fairy gate. When passing by the entrance of the school, he happened to see Cai Yi and another immortal master assessing the pharmacology of this line of disciples. After looking around, I didn't find anyone who seemed to prepare snacks and snacks for himself while writing cheat sheets.

It was Cai Yi who saw him and asked him how he was relaxing and whether his exercises were sound.

Xuehuai said: "There is progress, I won't go astray in my exercises, don't worry."

Cai Yi easily grabbed his young man and held him back, "That's good, Xuehuai, come over and help me record the grades of these children's homework, and put it on the table in Caomutang after you finish it. OK?"

Xuehuai was also idle when she was idle, but she remembered it seriously.He learned quickly and early, and Cai Yi and several other masters helped him pass many assessments in advance, and his progress left others far behind.

A few young girls who had finished the assessment saw that he was good-looking, and came over to talk to him with a smile.Xuehuai talked to them one after another, but in the end she didn't know what those girls heard, so she got bolder and came over to him and asked him: "Xuehuai, it is said that you have made a mistaken engagement with Young Immortal Lord Yun, is it true? ?"

Xuehuai put down the pen and paper: "?"

"That's what others say. Last time, you didn't know that someone who claimed to be the Young Immortal Lord came to your door and said that you belonged to him. Is it because of this that you don't play with others much?

Xue Huai tried her best to imitate the immature tone that young people should have, and clarified: "No, I just have too many tasks at home, so I don't have much time to play with you, it's not intentional."

"Then, that is to say, is it true that the Young Immortal Lord is chasing you?" These girls became even more curious, and asked him, "Did he come to look for you last time? That person Wearing black clothes, he looks very handsome."

"Is it fake?" Xuehuai recalled the experience of these days, a little hesitant, "He didn't come to me, and... no one told me about it, maybe the one you saw was a counterfeit? He should be very Busy, no time to talk about love."

This is also true, after all, he was hiding from Yuncuo that he came to Xianshan to practice.Yun Cuo had a complicated relationship with his surroundings, and he was preparing to start an incident a year later, so it was unlikely that he would come to find him, a small casual cultivator, when he had time.

But after all, Yun Cuo kept a low profile and didn't often show his face outside. It wasn't like no one had used his name to bluff and deceive him before—without exception, they were all cleaned up.

Xuehuai thought about it, and felt that this was strange, so she was going to be careful, and next time she would ask Qingniao to ask about Yuncuo's recent movements.

The girls next to him were still waiting for him to continue, and seeing him thinking, they giggled meaningfully: "Xuehuai, you know so well that he is busy! You haven't said anything yet, Is it true that he is chasing you?"

Xuehuai had never been surrounded and made fun of like this before, let alone a group of innocent little girls, who were fierce and fierce, and could not be beaten.After all, he has never experienced romantic love, and he is still a thin-skinned man. He got up and prevaricated a few words, only saying that he was going to write the assessment results for Cai Yi, and then warned: "Don't pass on things that have no basis, understand?" ?”

"Oh, you won't lose a piece of meat if you say a few words, right? Don't be shy, Senior Brother Xuehuai."

Xuehuai pretended not to hear, and returned to the Caomu Hall like a gust of wind, sat down and began to copy the assessment rating that Cai Yi asked him to write.

The group of little girls ran away laughing and laughing.

Xue Huai was thoughtful.

Pursue?

Yun Cuo, is he pursuing him?

His father took the initiative to accept the marriage letter for him, but firstly, he did not announce it to others, and secondly, he had the right to refuse. In fact, he didn't quite understand what this meant--in the end, wasn't he doing useless work?

He didn't understand.

After writing what Cai Yi wanted, he went to the immortal master in charge of medicinal materials and asked for a few hawthorns and tangerine peel. He wanted to whet his appetite, but he still felt uncomfortable in his spleen and stomach, so he simply gave up.

On the contrary, because these things are somewhat acidic, there is a vague, heartburn-like pain in the stomach, which cannot be suppressed even after drinking water.One of the side effects of Zhenhun Decoction is hurting the spleen and stomach. Last time he didn't feel it because he had been sleeping all the time, but this time he felt it was really hard.

It started to rain lightly outside, and it became cold all of a sudden, he warmed his hands by the charcoal fire of Cao Mu Tang, and fell asleep unconsciously.

When people came and went in the middle, he vaguely felt that Cai Yi had come to pick up things and found him, but he didn't say much, just added a blanket for him.Those around him who knew him or didn't know him also lowered their footsteps and voices. Finally, when it was almost dusk, there was no one in the Caomu hall, and the afterglow of the setting sun left the room silent.

Xuehuai was awakened by the sound of closing the window.

There was no one in the room, only he was lighting a lamp here, and there were dots of charcoal fire under his feet.While the rain was still going on, the window closest to him had been pushed shut from the outside, and the hosel was loose, so it was not closed tightly, and the wind from the leak made the flames jump once or twice.

Xuehuai woke up slowly, and didn't bother to check it for a while, only saw a shadow flashing past, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps.

It was probably a fellow student who was afraid of the rain coming in, so he closed it.

Xuehuai stood up and stretched, wanting to close the hosel tightly - he was also going to go back.

However, before reaching out his hand, he stood still and looked at the table in surprise.

In the place where he left the note the day before, there was a bowl of porridge, still steaming hot.Underneath was a huge note, on which was written in illegible handwriting: "You're welcome, do you often have nothing to eat? A bowl of seafood porridge and a golden melon seed, the snacks from last time were given to you. You can buy it on credit. If you don’t eat it, just put it there, and I’ll sell it to others.”

Xuehuai: "..."

He carried the note and laughed: "You still have this? I know, this classmate didn't come to practice the pharmacology test last time. He just likes to make things, right?"

He still quite understands this kind of fun.When he was a child, he also liked to use pots and pans by himself, tinker with a little things like ordinary people, and play house with his companions, and he happily gave them to his mother when he made delicious ones. Give it to his father to eat.

Xuehuai looked at this bowl of seafood porridge, it was served in a silver bowl, so it must not be poisonous.

The hot seafood porridge immediately aroused his appetite. He took a spoonful of it and put it into his mouth. It almost melted in his mouth. The rice grains were fragrant and soft, and the ingredients were fresh and sufficient. There was also some stomach-nourishing barley with lotus seeds.Salty, sweet and delicious, it was so delicious that he almost didn't listen, and ate it all in the blink of an eye.

Xuehuai was still thinking about it, so she washed the bowl with a purification technique, then put five golden melon seeds under the bowl, and imprinted a gramophone spell: "Thank you."

Xuehuai has always been generous in his actions, but what he didn't expect was that the man returned him a small note at night.

The note was stuffed under his door, and it was pulled out by the gluttonous ghost. It said: "You get what you pay for, I won't give you any change, you give me four more golden melon seeds, and in the next four days I'll make a good meal for you and put it where it used to be."

Xuehuai was puzzled: "That is to say, I will have warm meals for the next four days? I don't know if I can order food."

He flipped through the note, and immediately saw the notes on the reverse side: "If you have anything you want to eat, you can also leave me a note."

Xuehuai: "..."

It seems that this colleague really likes cooking.

In the next few days, Xuehuai went back to class normally, but the speed of practicing water spirit root and observing the mind had to be slowed down.The soul-suppressing soup has serious side effects, and he needs to rest.

In this case, the stranger who cooks lunch for him has become his spiritual support—they have always practiced bigu to stimulate their potential, and most people only eat cold food Fairy fruits and fairy flowers, but he has already reached the Yindan stage, and he doesn't need to live without bigu. Eating is one of the few pleasures in his life.

He also considered whether to simply hire this fellow student to help him cook, but obviously he was out of fun and had no intention of meeting him, so he put this plan down and began to think about when to train The gluttonous ghost cooks for himself.

After a few days, the two sides formed some kind of mysterious tacit understanding instead.Xuehuai goes to the window at dusk every day, there must be a food box waiting for her there, they are all packed in silver bowls, and there is often a pile full of them, Xuehuai can't finish eating, and sometimes she will take them back as food. Night snack.

Xuehuai is not very demanding, as long as there is hot food to eat, so she never left a comment.But the man gave him more and more tricks, all of which used the existing materials in Caomutang and Rare Bird Pavilion, and almost all of them were Xuehuai's favorite food, or Xuehuai's favorite food in her previous life, but later hated it.

In short, this person even has a taste that suits him very well.

Xuehuai felt that it was very necessary to make friends with this person—even if he didn't want to cook for him every day, maybe he could be a meal friend in the future?

After washing the dishes that day, he left a note to the man: "Can I make a friend?"

The next day, the note was gone.

The rice was delivered as usual, but the taste was a little weirder than a few days ago, and it seemed that the cooking was not as good as before.

Xuehuai thought that there was no reply this time, probably because the other party didn't see it or forgot, so she wrote it again: "Can I make a friend?"

As a result, there was still no reply the next day, so Xuehuai understood, probably because this person didn't like to make friends, so he responded silently.

He didn't mention it anymore.

On the fourth day, this person made a dish of duck and winter bamboo shoots.Xuehuai thought that this short partnership was coming to an end, but the person sent another note and asked him, "Do you still want to eat? If you still want to, one golden melon seed every day."

Xuehuai happily left fifty golden melon seeds, and began to think about how to develop this friendship into a long-term stable relationship... Or next time, just leave him a few thousand golden melon seeds?

After eating, he washed the dishes and put the food box back where it was.

When I went out, I met Cai Yi.

Cai Yi saw him, and greeted him again: "Xiao Huai, come, do me a favor, the uncle who is in charge of medicinal materials is ill, and there are a few items that are out of stock, can you please order a batch from Jade Bird? Later Find me to reimburse you."

Xuehuai said: "Okay, what are the differences?"

Cai Yi thought for a while: "Only three things, snow ginseng, practice fruit and winter bamboo shoots."

"?"

Xuehuai's menu today is duck meat with winter bamboo shoots, and yesterday's menu is snow ginseng chicken soup.

Xuehuai froze for a moment, keenly aware that there was something wrong with it, and then asked: "Master, these things have been missing for a few days? Do you want to order more at once?"

Cai Yidao: "It's been a while since I've been absent, it's been ten days. Recently, the disciples of the sect collectively took the pharmacology exam. They used things quickly and didn't bother to make up for it. But now that the exams are over, there is no need to order so many at once."

Xuehuai said: "Okay, I understand. Master, go and do your work."

Disciples in the school have a certain quota of medicines and materials, and there are regular supplies for students from Murong Villa. It is not new to use these things to cook, and it is very common to use the food to sell money.

Xuehuai always thought that the other party was doing things casually, and he ate and ate along the way, which benefited both sides.But who would make such a sumptuous meal for him when the ingredients were out of stock?

Would a normal person spend much more than that to collect those hard-to-find materials for a golden melon seed?

And the other party came too timely.

It just so happened that when his illness relapsed and he needed to drink soul-suppressing soup, such a dose of medicine was brewed for him.

Xuehuai rubbed her face and took a deep breath.No need to think about it, he already knew who the person who cooked dinner for him for four days was.

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