The wind moved the leaves in the courtyard, making a rustling sound.
Konghou stuffed the Qi Condensation Pill into Huan Zong's mouth and sighed: "Huan Zong, I hope you can understand that it is right for you to help your friends. When you encounter difficulties or have physical problems, it is not difficult to ask your friends for help. remarks."
"So you go back and think about it, what did you do wrong today? I'm now unilaterally announcing that I will ignore you for ten hours." Konghou let go of the hand that grabbed Huan Zong's clothes and turned around to see Lin Hu, "Senior Lin. , you're going to cook, and I'll help you."
Lin Hu: "..."
Why is he here
Seeing the son's expression of bowing his head and saying nothing, Lin Hu said slowly, "Miss Konghou, the fishy smell is strong, and it will smell of oily smoke when the fire starts." So she should not follow.
"It doesn't matter, it's just the smell of soot." Konghou walked over to him and took away the vegetables he was holding in his other hand.
"Fume will make a woman's skin sallow." Lin Hu stared at Konghou with a resolute face, and said slowly.
"That's okay... It's okay, I brought a skin care cream." Kong Hou shook the vegetable basket in his hand, and soon became firm again, "Let's go to the kitchen."
Lin Hu looked back at the son standing under the corridor. It seemed that Miss Konghou was very determined to ignore the son today. She took pity on his entourage, who was not a human being between them. A man over three hundred years old, when the little girl is unhappy, she can't say something nice to make her happy.
Entering the kitchen, Lin Hu used the kitchen knife to show the majesty of a divine sword, quickly descaled the fish, and cut the meat slices into medium thicknesses, the size of which was not much different. Dendrobium Lin did it in an orderly manner when he put the ingredients, tasted it, washed the pot, and made the fire. Konghou sat next to him with a small bench, feeling that Lin Hu was extremely tall at the moment.
"Can Miss Konghou eat spicy food?" Lin Hu grabbed a handful of chili peppers in his hand.
"Eat." As soon as Konghou finished speaking, she saw Dendrobium Lin sprinkled a lot of chili peppers into the cooking oil, and she quickly said, "Huanzong doesn't seem to be very good at spicy food, he can eat so much. ?"
Lin Hu slowly stirred the pot with a large iron spoon, and soon the smell of oil and spicy smell came out. He said calmly, "Young master makes you angry, what do you care about him?"
"I'm angry, but I can't make it difficult for him to eat. I'm a principled woman." Konghou coughed a few times due to the smell of oil, got up and rummaged through the pile of meat and vegetables that Lin Hu bought, "I Let's see what is suitable for Huan Zong to eat."
Looking at the little girl who was squatting on the ground and picking out vegetables that could nourish her body and stomach, Lin Hu added a smile to the corner of his mouth, scooped out a little of the chili oil in the pot, and poured the fish fillets into the pot.
With the competent Dendrobium, the food was ready quickly, the oily spicy fish fillets, the fish head and fish bone soup with Baixiang, and a few side dishes, Konghou helped Lin Hu bring the dishes to the table, and saw Huan Zong come in. Ignoring him, he pushed the fish head and fish bone soup in front of him, and took a bowl to eat spicy fish fillets.
"Konghou..." Looking at the huge bowl of steaming fish head soup in front of him, Huan Zong didn't understand what it meant. Lin Hu deliberately went out to buy fish, and all that was left for him were the fish head and fish skeleton
Kong Hou ignored him and didn't say a word. She ate half of the bowl full of spicy fish fillets. After eating, she wiped her mouth and turned to leave without looking at Huan Zong. A woman's pride and principles must never yield to a man's beauty and grievances.
After all, she is a principled woman.
Only less than a third of the fish head soup in front of Huan Zong had drank. He turned to look at Lin Hu and said, "What did Konghou tell you in the kitchen just now?"
"Young Master, I'm a 600-year-old old man, so I can't chat with a 16- or 17-year-old girl." Lin Hu put down his chopsticks and said expressionlessly, "Why don't you just ask Miss Konghou directly."
Huan Zong stared at Lin Hu for a long time, frowning slightly, looking a little wronged: "However, she doesn't seem to want to pay attention to me."
Lin Hu put away the tableware and chopsticks on the table: "Master, although I am six hundred years old, there is no woman by my side."
Huan Zong looked at him puzzled.
"So don't ask me about women-related questions." Lin Hu pointed to the fish soup in front of him, "Do you still drink it?"
Huan Zong shook his head.
Lin Hu took the fish soup and handed it over to the servants who were guarding outside. He turned around and said to Huan Zong, "Young Master, I will check all the servants in the yard later." Konghou had already told him what happened just now. Now, he didn't expect that the young master who hasn't used his sword for a long time could kill the evil cultivator at the peak of Nascent Soul with one move.
"I don't know if the assassination arranged by Xie Xiu is aimed at all the disciples of the sect, or is there a fixed target of assassination." Huan Zong said in a low tone, "If it is only aimed at the new disciples with outstanding talents of the sect, it means that Xie Xiu already has a strong enough network. , know where these disciples are, and even have a way to get close to them.
Along the way, they are not low-key, I am afraid that Xie Xiu, who wants to assassinate Konghou, has long been looking for an opportunity to start.
Lin Hu found the corpse of the evil cultivator who had been carried to the darkroom by the servant, and found the Qi restraining talisman on him. No wonder he was able to disguise himself as a servant and enter the inner courtyard without letting Miss Konghou discover his aura. In addition to the Qi Suppressing Talisman that he had already used, Lin Hu also found several magical treasures with strong blood energy on the corpse.
Destroying all the harmful instruments, Lin Hu poured out the spirit stones in the storage bag and put them away without hesitation. Although evil repairers are hateful, the spirit stones are innocent, and donating them to poor towns is better than destroying them together with evil repairers. Mobilizing the spiritual energy all over his body, he created a fire formula to burn Xie Xiu's corpse clean. Lin Hu turned to the servant outside the door and said, "Sweep the ashes away."
Don't dirty the house.
On the streets of Yongcheng, the new disciples went down the mountain for the first time. Some people were in a hurry to buy things to send back to their families, and some people were busy visiting the beautiful scenery on the streets of Yongcheng. On the way, everyone saw the disciples on them. Robe, they all straightened their waists proudly, trying to make their posture more elegant.
Gao Jianyan and others dragged Guilin down the mountain to the restaurant to eat. place, they decided to send her back.
The old woman thanked her repeatedly and praised Yunhuamen again and again, which made several new disciples blushed with excitement, wishing they could carry the old woman back home.
"My home is there." The old woman pointed to the wooden house not far away. The wooden house was low and dilapidated, hidden at the foot of the mountain. If she hadn't pointed it out, Gao Jianyan could hardly see it.
"Mother-in-law, how can you live here alone? It will be very dangerous if the rolling stones fall in the rain." Gao Jianyan supported the old woman, "Why don't I find a new place for you." Although he is a young man from a wealthy family A fat man, but a kind-hearted little fat man. Seeing that the place where the old woman lived was so hard, he thought of his kind grandmother.
"No, no." The old woman refused again and again, "I'm afraid that if I move house, my old man will not be able to find a place to pick me up when he returns to the world a hundred years later."
Listening to the conversation between the old woman and Gao Jianyan, Guilin followed behind with his arms crossed, staring at the low wooden house with doubts in his eyes. This old woman is still struggling to walk on the flat road in Yongcheng. The house is built at the foot of the mountain, and there are no other residents around. How did she climb up? Isn't it said that Yunhuamen is very good to the people under its jurisdiction, why is it that the old woman is allowed to live in such a place alone? This place is very close to the city gate. Even if no one reports it, the disciples of Yunhuamen should find out.
No, no.
After returning home, he stopped and stopped Gao Jianyan: "Gao Jianyan, wait a minute."
"What's the matter?" Gao Jianyan stopped and turned to look at him, thinking he was a little impatient, and said, "Junior Brother Guilin, you go to the teahouse and sit for a while, I'll come to look for you later."
The other two classmates also knew that Guilin did not like to be troubled, so they nodded: "Wait, don't go too far, I heard from my senior brother that there is a Tingfeng Restaurant nearby. Mr. Storyteller's ventriloquism is excellent, you go there and sit there. waiting for us."
"My home is coming soon. If Xiao Xianchang doesn't dislike it, you can go to the old lady's house for a cup of tea." The old lady smiled, "The old lady is old and has not spoken to you young people for many years."
"It's okay to talk, but I don't drink tea." Gui Lin's face was cold, and his tone was somewhat mocking, "Since you like to get along with young people, why not move out from the foot of the mountain?"
"Young man, do you... don't you like me?" The smile on the old woman's face gradually disappeared, she lowered her head and said, "It's the old woman who talks too much."
The lonely old man and the aggressive young man, whoever looks at him, will feel that Guilin's words and actions are too much, and there is no mercy.
Gao Jianyan and the two classmates looked at each other, Gao Jianyan let go of the old woman's hand and said to the old woman, "Mother-in-law, my junior brother has a bad temper. Let's persuade him and make him apologize to you."
"Yes, Junior Brother is spoiled by us on weekdays." The other two students also put down the things they were carrying, turned and walked towards Guilin, their faces very ugly.
Guilin sneered in his heart. He had a heart of kindness, but no brains, and he didn't know how these people passed the road to ask the immortals.
"Junior brother." Gao Jianyan stretched out his hand to pull Guilin's arm, Guilin turned to avoid him, and the other two fellows also embraced when they saw this. Looking back at the old woman, the other party was smiling at him.
Seeing this scene, he sank his face, but there were three fellow students who were short and short, and wanted him to apologize, it was impossible to say anything.
When the old woman heard the chubby boy roaring back, he had to apologize, but when he refused, he turned around and was about to leave. The three of them went up and pulled again, and they walked a short distance in no time.
"Is it far enough?" Gao Jianyan, who was shouting back just now, whispered, "Did she follow?"
"No, but she's looking at us." The fellow junior brother said, "I saw her smiling at Guining just now."
"What are you still doing, hurry up!" Gao Jianyan grabbed Guilin's arm, "Run!"
Before Guilin could react, he was dragged by Gao Jianyan and the other three to run towards the city gate. He subconsciously looked back, and the old woman who had just been unable to walk just now flew over and chased over here, but when he saw them Having entered the city, the old woman gave them a vicious look, turned and flew away.
"Scared me to death." Gao Jianyan panted against the wall, "Fortunately we ran fast, otherwise the log cabin would be our burial place today." He turned to look at Guilin, reached out and patted his Shoulder, "Junior brother, fortunately you are here today."
Guilin snorted coldly, but his face flushed and his voice was still trembling: "Don't you want me to apologize to that old witch?"
"This is not a show for her, why don't we stay away from her and take the opportunity to escape?" Gao Jianyan couldn't hold it anymore, he sat down against the wall, sweat dripping from his white and fat face, "The old woman It looks pitiful, but my brother is more credible than outsiders. Even if you really do something wrong, as long as there are no bad consequences, we will close the door to clean up you, how can we embarrass you in front of outsiders. Besides, Your brain has always been better than ours, although your temper is a bit twisted, but you will never get along with a mother-in-law who can't even walk, so the problem must be her, not you."
"Right, my brother doesn't believe it, so do you believe in outsiders?" The other two colleagues also sat on the ground with no image. "No wonder Zongmen specifically stated that they cannot leave the city at will. It seems that the outside world is really dangerous."
Guilin saw that the three people who had no image were sitting on the ground like this, standing against the wall, and snorted again: "You all know your own brain very well."
What my own brother, it's really ridiculous.
When eating the next morning, Konghou still didn't speak. After eating, he put down his chopsticks and said to Lin Hu, "Senior Lin, I'm going to enter Deng for a few days. Don't prepare my meal these days."
"Okay." Lin Hu nodded and turned to look at Huan Zong, who turned to look at Konghou.
However, Konghou still didn't talk to him, got up and walked out.
Huan Zong stared at the empty door in a trance, and didn't look at him until Lin Hu started to clear the table.
"Young Master, before ten hours have passed, Miss Konghou won't talk to you." Lin Hu had already seen that Miss Konghou is a young man who counts. .
"But it will be more than ten hours by the time she comes out." Huan Zong frowned, feeling that this was a bit unfair.
Lin Hu raised his eyebrows. He was not the party involved, so it was useless for the young master to tell him this.
"Young Master, have you ever thought about why Miss Konghou is angry?" Lin Hu knew that Young Master was used to carrying things on his own, but being friends with others couldn't be like this all the time, "If you are willing to draw your sword for Miss Konghou, it shows that you It's a good thing to care about her safety. But you should think about it carefully. In order to save Miss Konghou's internal injury from relapse, you deliberately hide it from her. What does this make Miss Konghou think?"
"I don't want her to worry, isn't that right?" Huan Zong was puzzled. He had to bear the hardship himself, and not let others worry. What's wrong
"If she regards you as a true friend, when she finds out the truth, she will feel sad, guilty, and worried." Lin Hu shook his head, "Master, there should be more than swords in your world. It is you who can meet Miss Konghou. You are lucky, but not because she helped you find a rare medicinal herb, but because she made you gradually understand what a living person is, not a cold sword."
Huan Zong fell silent.
"Think about it and understand. When Miss Konghou comes out, go and apologize to her." Lin Hu said, "Otherwise, the time when Konghou doesn't talk to you will change from ten hours to ten days."
"Really?" Huan Zong's expression finally changed.
"Young Master, if you don't believe it, you can try it." Lin Hu was in a very good mood, "At most ten days and a half months, Miss Konghou will still forgive you. The little girl is soft-hearted and can't speak when she encounters you. Jian Xiu, who doesn't know how to make friends, doesn't dislike you."
Huan Zong thought for a long time and looked up at Lin Hu: "Lin Hu, I think you have become more talkative recently."
"Young master, this is called the black person who is close to the ink." Lin Hu stood up, "I'm going to practice swordsmanship, think about it slowly."
Not talking to anyone for ten days and a half months was a trivial matter for Huan Zong. But Konghou just ignored him overnight, and he felt uncomfortable everywhere. Is it really close to ink... No, it is close to Zhu Zhechi.
Lin Hu really doesn't know how to use words. What's wrong with Konghou, why is it that those who are close to the ink are black
Hefengzhai.
The building of Hefengzhai is very delicate, the pavilions and pavilions inside are beautiful, and the stream flows through the building, making a gurgling sound. The nuns and nuns do not live in the cave, but in the pavilion. The flowers, plants and trees add radiance and radiance to each other, making the whole Hefengzhai look like a fairy palace in the sky and a peach garden on the ground.
An He succeeded as Hefengzhai Master for only a few years, and he was already well-known in Hefengzhai, but because his name Anhe Master was too loud, the people of Yancheng almost loved him as Master. Even the master is not willing to change his mouth.
Fortunately, An He didn't mind, and let them call. As the time of the Hundred Flowers Festival drew nearer, the entire Hefeng Zhai was busy, and even the Zhai Master, An He, had no spare time, and had not meditated for several days.
"Senior brother, it seems that someone is staying in that small courtyard on East Street." An He's junior brother came in and saw that An He closed his eyes and rested his mind, "Eldest brother, if you are too tired, why don't you arrange for a disciple to visit."
"But that small courtyard?" An He opened his eyes and his expression became solemn. More than 300 years ago, he became a disciple of Hefengzhai. Because of his great talent, the elders in Zhaizhong did not let him meddle in trivial affairs. For the first 100 years, he hardly bothered about anything except cultivation.
When he was 180 years old, Master returned from a serious injury. After returning, he built a small courtyard in the best part of East Street, and made it clear to him that the owner of the courtyard was his savior. Not long after that, Hefengzhai was attached to the Liuguang Sect, but the master's body was not as good as the day.
He knew that the injury caused the master to hurt the foundation, so for the next hundred years, he cultivated even more desperately. Just a few years ago, he was promoted to the Nascent Soul stage, and the master passed the position of the fasting master to took him. Five years ago, the master fell, and before he fell, he specially explained to him that if the owner of the small courtyard came, he must be treated as a guest.
He agreed, but in the past few years, except for a few servants, no one has come in or out of the small courtyard. He even began to suspect that perhaps the benefactor of the master has already fallen. Now that he heard the younger brother say that the owner of the small courtyard appeared, he was really surprised.
"Prepare the ceremony, I will visit in person." An He stood up, "This person is the great benefactor of Master during his lifetime, and there must be no negligence."
"Yes." Seeing that An He's attitude was so cautious, the junior brother responded, "Then senior brother should change his clothes."
"Bring me a Xiangyun Tianxi robe, which one from Yuxiaomen will be the latest for the hair crown." An He thought for a while, "and then bring the Feitianzhaoyebai raised in Zhai, in front of the distinguished guests. Can't be rude."
The younger brother hesitated to speak, he felt that whether or not to dress elegantly and politely were two different things. But he also knew his brother's little hobbies, so he retreated according to his words.
Huayu Street outside East Street is very beautiful, but it is not open to tourists and is very quiet. An He rode Feitianzhaoyebai on Huayu Street, Ruyu's face was very serious.
When I came to the door of the small courtyard, a disciple knocked on the door, but after waiting for a long time, no one came to answer the door.
"Master, maybe the master is not there." The disciple who knocked on the door said, "Why don't we come back tomorrow."
"Go knock again." An He's expression remained the same. He deliberately dressed up before going out today. If no one could see him, what was the use of his dressing up.
"Yes." Seeing An He's solemn expression, the disciple did not dare to say more, and continued to knock on the door, but no one answered the door.
"Master Zhai..." The expression on the disciple's face could hardly hold back, "It seems that there is really no one."
An He looked at the closed door, frowning slightly, probably because no one was there, but didn't want to pay attention to him.
He cupped his hands towards the gate and said, "Be at peace in Hefengzhai, please see the noble master." His cultivation base has reached Nascent Soul, so although his voice is not loud, it can clearly spread into the courtyard.
After a while, footsteps sounded behind the door, the door opened wide, and a middle-aged man wearing a green robe with an indifferent expression stood behind the door.
The middle-aged man glanced at An He, his face neither happy nor angry. Seeing that he was a Yuanying cultivator, An He jumped off the horse and saluted the middle-aged man: "Xia Anhe is the new head of Hefeng Zhai. Is your friend the owner of this hospital?"
"I was fortunate enough to meet the Zhai Master at the gate of the city yesterday." The middle-aged man bowed back, "But I am not the master of this place, my son is the master of this place. I don't know what the Zhai Master is up to?"
Seeing that the middle-aged man didn't seem to want him to enter the door, An He explained: "Master, who was in the early years, received the grace of the son of your land. He has never forgotten the kindness of the son. Treat each other with the honor of honored guests. I also ask your son to pity my master with a heart of repayment, and let me meet him below."
"My son appreciates the kindness of the master of Zhai, but he never likes to talk, and he doesn't like to see outsiders, so please forgive me." The middle-aged man sighed, "The fall of the real Wumi is a great loss to the world of self-cultivation. Please pray for your condolences."
An He smiled bitterly: "Thank you fellow Daoist for your consolation."
When the middle-aged man saw him like this, he didn't want to say anything more. He cupped his hands and said, "Master Zhai, please come back."
"Since Eunuch doesn't like to talk, he won't bother me too much. I also ask fellow Daoists to take me in and let me show Eunuch a gift." An He knew that many masters in the cultivation world have quirks, and this person can save Master, It shows that his cultivation base is not low. He also didn't want to disturb the other party, but he knew that the benefactor had already arrived in Yancheng, but he did not go to the ceremony. He was afraid that the master would cast a dream on him and scolded him in the dream.
"In this case, please wait for the master of the fast, and I will ask my son."
"There is a fellow Daoist Lao."
"Master Zhai is polite."
An He respectfully waited outside the door for a while, and when the middle-aged man appeared again, he hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "I wonder if my benefactor would like me to enter?"
"Master Zhai, please." The middle-aged man made a gesture of invitation.
"Thank you, fellow Daoist." An He walked into the door and saw the middle-aged man walking silently in front, "I don't know You Gao's name, how should I address you below?"
"Don't give your surname Lin, people outside call me Lao Lin." The middle-aged man looked back at him, "If the Zhai Master doesn't dislike it, just call me Lao Lin."
"It turned out to be Fellow Daoist Lin." An He cupped his hands at him, and the thoughts in his mind were racing, but no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't remember that there was a cultivator named Lin Yuanying who served as someone else's entourage.
In the entire cultivation world, there are very few monks who have reached the Nascent Soul cultivation base. With such a cultivation base, it is better to be an elder in a sect than to be a servant.
"Master Zhai, my son is in the main hall." Fellow Daoist Lin stopped, "Please."
An He walked up the steps, and stopped when he saw the face of the man sitting in the main seat.
He felt a sense of regret.
He shouldn't be here.
Why are there such handsome men in the world