This martial saint is too generous

I have to say, the craftsmanship is pretty good.

There was a plate of mixed tofu.

There is braised pork.

There are also refried beans as a side dish.

I recall the time when I was drinking with Gao Erhu in the handyman hall. I mixed a pot of turbid wine with water eight times, and the dishes were Northwest Wind and White Moonlight. It was really a joy in the midst of hardship.

"Cousin, cousin...I'm back!"

A young man hurriedly ran up the mountain, waving to Fang Yongli as he ran.

"My cousin, a disciple of Huoqu Hall, has very poor abilities and will not have much potential in the future!"

Fang Yongli nodded and explained to Qin Jinyang.

Behind the cousin, there are several young talents wearing Zhongshuangtang costumes. They take good care of this cousin.

Qin Jinyang frowned.

He knows these people. Not only do they know each other, but they also have some connections.

The first time he went down the mountain to earn merit, he followed Fang Yongli and this group of people. Although he gained some merit, Qin Jinyang still paid a lot of money for official business.

The leader seems to be called Miao Dongge.

"Do you still remember Miao Dongge? He is usually very arrogant. Last time I took you down the mountain, you still criticized my face and insisted on asking you for money... Now he goes to Huoqu Hall every day and takes my cousin in person When I go down the mountain, every time I make a big contribution, I give it to my cousin... As for the money, he doesn't mention a word."

Fang Yongli shook his head, the sarcasm on the corner of his mouth getting even worse.

"Human! Seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. After all, your identity is different!"

Qin Jinyang smiled.

"Haha, if my master is not Ding Guangchun, who would look at me seriously... Bah, bah, bah... Junior Brother Qin is not an ordinary person... Drink!"

Fang Yongli picked up his wine glass and didn't bother to greet Miao Dongge and the others.

He had withdrawn from the team after the Qin Jinyang incident. At that time, he also encountered the second-rank incident. In fact, the relationship was already very unfamiliar.

As for helping my cousin now, if you are willing, just help.

I'm not asking for your help!

"Hey, Junior Brother Qin is here too... I heard that Junior Brother Qin and Senior Sister Xue of Shangdan Hall fought side by side and made great achievements, congratulations!"

Miao Dongge and others came forward to congratulate him one after another. His words seemed to be familiar to Qin Jinyang. It seemed that the incident of asking for money had never happened at all.

"fine!"

Qin Jinyang nodded politely.

"Junior Brother Fang, our brothers from Wu Ning Hall are planning to get together. Junior Brother Liu has invited a famous chef from the capital. This kind of cooking is not easy to taste... Junior Brother Qin happens to be here, so let's go together, it's a lot of fun! "

Miao Dongge stepped forward and put his arm on Fang Yongli's shoulder, as if he had a deep friendship.

"A famous chef in the capital? Alas, what a pity, I don't have time to go... The master found a three-color peacock. I have to take care of it. If I don't take care of it, I will be punished... I accept it kindly."

Fang Yongli waved his hand, and he used the opportunity of holding the wine glass to smoothly shake off Miao Dongge's arm.

"Haha, I won't go. I am too redundant for your Wu Ning Hall gathering!"

Qin Jinyang waved his hand.

At the same time, he noticed several key words in Fang Yongli's words.

Peacock?

Tricolor peacock?

That……

Isn't it beautiful?

Oops!

Sleepy bird, it moved.

It really moved.

"Senior Brother Fang, to be honest, apart from you, no one else in our Wuning Hall is really worthy of being an imperial chef..." Miao Dongge was thick-skinned, and he didn't care about Fang Yongli's unfamiliarity.

If the relationship is bad, we have to make up for it.

Chirp!

Suddenly, Fang Yongli stood up, his expression a little nervous.

With a cry, a beautiful peacock flew up in the distance... three colors, really beautiful.

"Sorry, the three-color peacock is hungry... Junior Brother Qin, I will go find you when I have time, but I'll excuse you now!"

Fang Yongli clasped his fists, then turned around and ran away.

"Ah...I have something to do too, I have to go too!"

Qin Jinyang stood up and ran away, faster than a rabbit.

Oops!

Too bad!

The sleepy bird began to crazily consume its own energy again.

After breaking through to the second level, his true energy became stronger and more pure, but the sleepy bird devoured it faster.

Qin Jinyang ran to the top of a barren mountain.

The sleepy bird sprang out from his arms like an arrow, and then flew into the air without looking back.

The little yellow bird expanded in the air, and then its feathered body began to change. When it disappeared from the horizon, it was already another three-color peacock.

He didn't know if it was because of the colored filter, but he felt that the sleepy bird was more powerful.

In Qin Jinyang's memory, peacocks cannot fly and can only glide... But this is not the earth. It may be normal for peacocks to fly...

But is it normal to fly so fast?

…

Qin Jinyang was a little uneasy and a little embarrassed.

He was lying on the top of the mountain, like an omelette, looking up at the sky. He had to practice martial arts hard on weekdays, but now it was rare to take a break.

Before I knew it, an afternoon passed.

The sun was about to set, and the light of sunset filled the sky. Qin Jinyang was worried... He didn't know if Ding Guangchun's peacock could withstand this sudden romance.

Finally, a small yellow dot appeared in Qin Jinyang's sight.

It's back.

Its wings were weak and stiff in the air. After seeing Qin Jinyang, it fell straight down like a small ball. Qin Jinyang stretched out his hand... and caught the sleepy bird steadily.

The sleepy bird tried to stand up in Qin Jinyang's hand, but its two small claws trembled visibly, and finally staggered and collapsed.

It's stubborn.

It did not get into Qin Jinyang's clothes immediately, but climbed to Qin Jinyang's shoulder, lying on its back against Qin Jinyang's collar, tilting its head, stacking its wings on its chest, and crossing its paws. Lazy and casual...

The two small eyes look at the endless sky with empty eyes: What is the meaning of the bird's life? Where do birds come from? Where are the birds going?

What is beyond this sky?

Why are birds birds, and why are humans humans?

…

Qin Jinyang came down the mountain.

Huh!

This is Xu Wenqing.

This person is invisible to everyone, he is aloof.

"I've met Senior Sister Xu!"

Qin Jinyang clasped his fists.

"It is indeed you...I saw a figure from a distance, it looks like you!"

Xu Wenqing said expressionlessly.

In fact, Qin Jinyang thought too much. If it were other disciples, Xu Wenqing would have disappeared long ago. She never bothered to talk to ordinary disciples.

"Senior Sister Xu, do you have anything to tell me?"

Qin Jinyang said politely again.

"The jade pendant is the only relic left by my mother. I should thank you in person!"

"Father is busy refining alchemy these days. The villa has not forgotten your reward. Please wait patiently... Hey, it's second grade?"

Xu Wenqing didn't pay attention to Qin Jinyang's rank at first, but when she subconsciously looked at it, she was a little surprised.

The disciples of the Third Hall, who have only been introduced for a few months, are actually already at the second level, and they are not broken into the second level... It is not easy.

"It all depends on the master's teachings, the disciple is ashamed!"

Qin Jinyang put the credit on Wu Shengshi.

"Wu Shengshi? That's it!"

Xu Wenqing nodded, thoughtfully, and then left.

Qin Jinyang turned around, looked at Xu Wenqing's back, and was thinking... When will my reward be honored?

Chirp!

The sleepy bird poked its head out of the clothes, and pecked Qin Jinyang's face hard with its sharp beak. Its little eyes were filled with hatred: Can you give this bird something to do and stop thinking about women every day?

Admonishment, remember the admonition!

If there is no woman in my heart, I will become a martial saint naturally!

waste!

It won't work, there's no hope, there's no hope!

Color batch!

The sleepy bird shook his head, his face full of disappointment.

…

"Who is it! Where did the stinky bird come from... I'm so angry... Ahhh... don't let me catch you!"

Late at night, curses came from the top of the mountain.

Fang Yongli knelt on the ground, wanting to cry but without tears.

The current situation is worse and more complicated than last time.

The last time the white eagle was abused, it was left alone to recuperate and was relatively quiet.

This time the tricolor peacock's injury was more serious, but misfortunes never come singly, and the white eagle came to bully the peacock.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Fang Yongli looked at the two birds and had an illusion in his mind that the concubines in the harem were competing for favor and wanted to fight to the death.

Although the three-color peacock has the upper hand, its eyes are more arrogant.

The white eagle must have fallen out of favor.

Is this what the storyteller calls a harem fight?

If so, is it too early for Peacock to become arrogant?