Heyan Mountain is not far from Luoxian Jianzong. The mountains and rocks are rugged. From the outside, the mountain is bare and steep, without the slightest sense of greenness. However, two years ago, it was still a lush and lush mountain, which was far from its name. Yuan - The origin of the name of this mountain is only a hundred years ago, a Taoist named Heyan was born here due to various coincidences, and later generations changed the name to Heyan Mountain in memory of him.
Two years ago, a group of guinea pigs appeared from the inside, like locusts crossing the border, eating up all the vegetation and creatures on the mountain, making it impossible for the small cultivating family who once lived on the mountain to survive. After trying several times on their own and failed to drive away the group of guinea pigs, they could only hand it over to Luoxian Jianzong through the outer door, but because they couldn't get more rewards, they waited for nearly two months. Here comes Lin Zhizhi.
Lin Zhizhi didn't live up to their expectations either, and immediately killed the group of guinea pig beasts with an amazing set of basic swordsmanship. Strong against weak, likes to devour food. If you really fight with people, a slightly higher-level disciple of the Qi refining stage can slaughter a mountain of beasts.
After the first wave of cleaning, Lin Zhizhi came again, with a small fan beside him.
The dough ring is filled with all kinds of raw materials such as chicken and duck, and it is full of ambition to bake the best chicken (… ) for the savior to enjoy.
Feng Qin didn't even look at this light-filled environment, just found a place to sit on the spot, obediently watching Lin Zhizhi shuttle among the guinea pigs and beasts, applauding from time to time: "It's great! sharp!"
At this time, he looked like a very cute little brother, and he could simply fulfill Lin Zhizhi's desire to have a younger brother since he was a child. It was precisely because of Feng Qin's softness in front of him that Lin Zhizhi had never put his favoritism into consideration. The attitudes shown are true.
What do you want to touch, ask for hugs, etc., even if it is a secret love, it may be the young brother's longing for his brother. In other words, Lin Zhizhi did not treat Feng Qin as a real "man", but as a child.
Little dough, how cute to hug.
This is why Lin Zhizhi did not keep his distance from Feng Qin as he did Su Yu. In his mind, Su Yu was a special case after all.
- Although Feng Qin has reached a sensible age according to the age of human beings, many people have already married at this age. But the particularity of the demon cultivator made him seem rather naive both physically and mentally.
It would take a long time for him to understand Lin Zhizhi's attitude and work hard to make Lin Zhizhi treat him as a man. And now Feng Qin is amazed at being able to follow Lin Zhizhi, accompany him, and marvel at his swordsmanship—well, although he doesn’t understand what genre it is! But what Lin Zhizhi used must be the top method in the world! -I have arrived to the extreme satisfaction.
Xiao Dianzi held a big face in his heart: hehehe, the person I like is good-looking, and the swordsmanship is sharp=v=… Damn, this mouse is so lucky! It could almost rub against his chest! I am not convinced! I'm also rubbing a QAQ...
The expression on his face kept changing with the fluttering corners of the boy's clothes. Until the sky was dark, Lin Zhizhi put away the monster-baiting grass, and looked at the sword covered with animal blood in his hand with a face of indescribable disgust. He threw it aside and walked towards Feng Qin.
Xiao Dianzi tilted his head in confusion and asked, "Why not?"
Lin Zhizhi said lightly, "The iron sword that was bought at the Outer Sect's handyman shop was stained with rat blood."
- He was reluctant to use the purple bamboo sword given by his master and the spirit sword of life that he had worn since he was a child to kill rats! We are rich and willful!
Feng Qin's eyes lit up, and he said awkwardly, "Can you... give it to me...?"
After a good demon world supreme, he looks like a poor child who has never seen the world, staring at the things left by others and wants to collect them.
"… "
Lin Zhizhi frowned slightly and patted his head: "If you want it, I'll give you a better one another day."
Feng Qin nodded eagerly, then took out a whole chicken and spices from the Qiankun Ring, and excitedly said to the young man beside him, "Are you hungry?"
Lin Zhizhi answered hesitantly, "...Yes."
Hearing this, it was always the servant who brought the food to feed, and even the little phoenix, who had even been coaxed by his parents, happily lit a pinch of spiritual fire at his fingertips, and with a finger, the fire stayed on the ground and burned brightly .
This fire is not like the fire of the world, it does not touch the ground at all, and the cold white outer flame flashes with agile light.
Feng Qin used his spiritual power, and the wind blew the naked chicken he bought to float above the flames, and the raging sparks devoured the chicken.
Lin Zhizhi sat on the opposite side of him and did not speak, the flames reflected the perfect profile of the young man, both far and near.
Feng Qin just glanced at it, and felt his heart beating fast, and remembered how he looked at this person walking towards him...
Heart pounding.
The little dough, blushing, added a handful of spices to the roast chicken, and then another (… ). He thought about it, but in fact he didn't quite understand what he was doing. When Lin Zhizhi drank him, he stopped adding ingredients.
Feng Qin took out the roast chicken and took a look, and when he got closer, he twitched his little nose to smell it, and a strong smell of spice rushed towards him... He flattened his mouth, not daring to look directly into Lin Zhizhi's eyes: "I smashed the roast... "
The sadness in his eyes and the sadness in his attitude, coupled with these words, made those who didn't know it thought it was a student who had been studying hard for many years and had failed the imperial examinations.
Lin Zhizhi didn't feel anything at all. Looking at the child looking into his tearful eyes, he turned and squeezed the other's soft cheek: "It's alright, come again."
Feng Qin felt the slightly cold hand on his cheek, his face quickly turned red into a big tomato, lowered his head, threw the waste chicken aside, and took out another one.
This time, he roasted very seriously and seriously.
When the chicken was taken out, it looked good.
But when he tore off a small piece of meat and put it in his mouth, Feng Qin threw his hand aside on the spot to keep company with the spice chicken.
Lin Zhizhi: "..."
He seems to have made a mistake: Feng Qin is also a good food, even if he can manipulate the fire spirit, he is not the master of cooking.
His desire to eat freshly baked and delicious hot roast chicken was finally dashed.
This evening, he spent peacefully in the two-pronged approach of comforting Feng Qin and eating dry food. When Lin Zhizhi put on his clothes and rested for a while, Feng Qin was looking at him. When Lin Zhizhi woke up in the morning, Feng Qin was still looking at him. After Lin Zhizhi took him down the mountain, Feng Qin followed behind him, bowing his head, thinking that the road was just the two of them, and there was no end to it.
But forever and ever.
They finally reached the Luoxian Sword Sect. Lin Zhizhi stretched a little tiredly and smiled at Little Phoenix: "Thank you for your hard work."
"...Not hard, not hard at all." Feng Qin was still immersed in the grief of messing up the task that Lin Zhizhi gave him for the first time.
Lin Zhizhi was stunned for a while, and wanted to say something, Xiao Dianzi had already gritted his teeth and said, "I will definitely bake the best chicken!" Then he ran away in a hurry...
Lin Zhizhi: ... baa baa? (Black question mark.jpg)
Isn't it just a... chicken