The night falls, and the cave has just become lively.
The orange flame licked the bottom of the pot, the soup was bubbling, corn, kelp, and potato slices were tumbling in the red soup.
The pot is full, the hole is warm, and the heart is full and warm.
Mo Shulin liked this kind of atmosphere very much. Although there was only one fat rabbit beside him, the atmosphere of eating together made him feel that there were others beside him, and he was not walking alone.
There is a saying among mortals that the pursuit of a man in his life is to keep his wife and children warm on the bed.
Mo Shulin used to think that this was something a person with no ambition said to cover up his mediocrity and incompetence.
In his last life, he violated his family's oath for revenge, and not only survived but also became a demon cultivator. In order to make a name for himself in the Demon Realm, he ignored many things that disturbed his conscience and killed many demon cultivators. Those demon cultivators were indeed damned, but they also stained his hands red and his heart black.
When he reached the tribulation stage, he became the second Demon Lord in the Demon Realm, approaching the peak.
Sitting in the huge palace, Mo Shulin suddenly realized that he seemed to have everything, but he also had nothing.
Even if he reached the height of the second Demon Lord in the Demon Realm, he was actually just a fish that slipped through the net after a family was wiped out and no one cared about his emotions.
He did sit in a high position, but there are only people around him who want to kill him and replace him, only people who flatter and want to benefit from him, and only people who keep talking about loving him and want to sit on the throne of Mrs. Mozun to enjoy the glory and wealth.
There are thousands of people around him, but no one really cares about him.
A piece of hair belly fell into the bowl, and Mo Shulin looked up at the fat rabbit who was putting duck intestines into the pot.
Fat Rabbit noticed Mo Shulin's gaze, and said, "This hairy belly has to be up and down, so it's delicious. Try it while it's hot."
"Okay." Mo Shulin ate the hairy belly in the bowl, and the sadness in his heart was also filled.
He did not have it in the last life, but he has it in this life.
Using magic to control the duck intestines to soak up and down in the tumbling clear soup pot, and put them into Mo Shulin's bowl after they were cooked.
"Duck intestines are very refreshing." Fat Rabbit said that he was hungry, and put the remaining part into his bowl.
In order to accommodate Mo Shulin, he cooked a clear soup just now, but added chili to his own sauce. It is refreshing, fresh and spicy in your mouth, and the taste is amazing.
"Hot pot is good in winter." Fat Rabbit became interested, and took out a bottle of green plum wine from the storage bag.
He just poured himself a glass and put some ice in it, when he turned around and saw Mo Shulin staring at it.
"Children can't drink it." The Fat Rabbit knew that Mo Shulin was also hungry for alcohol. Even though Mo Shulin's mind is a giant, his body is still a child.
Mo Shulin also knew that he was a child, so he could only sigh.
After experiencing diarrhea once, Mo Shulin really didn't dare to eat indiscriminately.
They are all adults in thought, Fat Rabbit doesn't feel so guilty for drinking. After drinking a cup, it was so cool that it hiccupped.
If Mo Shulin was a brat who didn't understand why he couldn't drink, Fat Rabbit would have to think about it for a long time, wondering whether Mo Shulin would think that he treated him differently, that his master had abused his apprentice, and would start some kind of revenge in the future.
Fat Rabbit reads a dozen or twenty episodes every month, and he can think of dozens of plots where the villain holds a grudge because of trivial things.
Knowing that Mo Shulin had already discerned right from wrong, Fat Rabbit's heart was that relaxed.
But as a friend, Fat Rabbit still took out sour plum soup suitable for children from the storage bag.
"Eating meat is not good for digestion. Let me have something sweet and sour to help digestion." Fat Rabbit poured Mo Shulin a cup of sour plum soup.
Mo Shulin took a sip, and his eyes lit up, "Usually it's too sour to drink alone, but it's perfect to drink like this today."
"That's right. Believe me, you're right." Fat Rabbit was very happy with Mo Shulin's support.
Seeing Fat Rabbit drinking another glass of wine, Mo Shulin's eyes were blurred, and with a bit of drunkenness, he said what was in his heart, "Master, shall we go out to play tomorrow?"
They can't stay in the mountains like this forever.
Things in Feiyun Valley cannot be changed, so his time at Liangji Gate will not be too long. He had to cultivate a good relationship with White jade tea before that.
"No." The Fat Rabbit refused without even thinking about it, and hiccupped again.
"Why?" Mo Shulin saw that Fat Rabbit didn't drink very well, but he still knew how to reject him.
The Fat Rabbit hugged the wine jar, which was about the same size as its body, and looked at Mo Shulin with those misty eyes, "You know, every time you call me Master, it must be all right?"
Mo Shulin: "..."
But thinking about it carefully, since the relationship was opened, it really looks like this.
Fat Rabbit snorted, and added: "Others are Zhong Wuyan if they have something to do, and Xia Yingchun if they have nothing to do. You are a good master if you have something to do, and Fat Rabbit Bai if you have nothing to do. I have seen through you stinky man."
Mo Shulin: "..."
I don't know why, although he was said to be a stinky man, but when he saw that the words came from a fat rabbit holding a wine jar, he wanted to laugh.
"The scumbag smiles so nicely." The Fat Rabbit rubbed its eyes with its paws, as if it saw Mo Shulin's soul directly through Mo Shulin's body.
Because of the drunkenness, the soul he saw was superimposed and separated from the body. It was not very real, but it was very similar to the demon king with light magic lines on his face in the dream.
The difference is that the Demon Venerable in front of him is smiling, and his eyes are full of doting. And the Demon Lord in the dream took the poison of President Wen, arrogant and greasy.
"Fat Tubai, get out." Mo Shulin said with a smile.
"..." Fat Rabbit wasn't really angry, "You want to go out because you want to get close to Yanqianqian, go to the secret realm?"
The secret realm in Yanqianqian's hands is simply a copy of the welfare upgrade for the hero Duanmu Jinyan. As long as he doesn't die, the secret realm will not be life-threatening.
Duanmu Jinyan broke through one obstacle after another with kindness and integrity, and obtained the fairy treasure.
"If possible, I would naturally want to go." Mo Shulin said honestly, "Yanqianqian still has three places in hand, I only want one."
When he was reborn, he knew not only how Duanmu Jinyan obtained the secret treasure, but also how the fairy secret treasure was useful. How could he be willing to do nothing, just let Duanmu Jinyan get something good for nothing.
"No. I can listen to you for everything else, except this one. How many times have I told you that Duanmu Jinyan can't get close." The Fat Rabbit was really annoyed.
And Yanqianqian didn't have any spare spots, the three spots were all for the protagonist group.
Duanmu Jinyan, Qiu Quanxiang, and Yue Zhihan, exactly three.
"Ah Ming, you always say he can't get close, but you never say why you can't get close?" Mo Shulin said seriously.
Fat Rabbit opened its mouth, wanting to take this opportunity to tell Mo Shulin everything. However, as soon as it opened its mouth, it felt an invisible resistance controlling it, preventing it from making a sound.
Realizing where this resistance might come from, Fat Rabbit felt a chill down its spine.
It turns out that the way of heaven has always existed.
Their fate has a fixed direction from the beginning.
Noticing that Fat Rabbit suddenly became stiff, Mo Shulin frowned in confusion.
But Fat Rabbit quickly calmed down, and spoke nonsense in a serious manner, "Because you are prettier than him, and one mountain cannot be the other. When the two of you are together, one of you is destined to be sad."
"I'm prettier than him, and you want me to avoid him?" Mo Shulin raised his eyebrows.
"Respect the old and love the young." Fat Rabbit felt that he couldn't continue this topic, "It's good to go out and have fun, let's go out for a walk."
Go to a place where there is no Yanqianqian and Duanmu Jinyan.
"Success." Mo Shulin's original intention was to develop a relationship with Fat Rabbit, not to grab the three spots.
When he was distracted, a white object appeared in Mo Shulin's bowl.
"Come on, eat some pig brains to nourish your brain." Fat Rabbit muttered.
"...I don't want it." There was a little fear in Mo Shulin's voice.
"You don't eat pig brains? It's a good thing."
"No." Mo Shulin put the pig's brain into Fat Rabbit's bowl in disgust.
"Okay, okay, forget it. I'll put some coriander down to boil it."
"Don't put it in the clear soup pot!"
"A picky eater who doesn't grow tall."
"Anyway, I will definitely be higher than Master in the future."
White jade tea thought that what Mo Shulin said was going out to look for business opportunities and clues.
But he didn't want Mo Shulin and him to be easy.
Mo Shulin turned into an adult, and White jade tea put on his disciple's costume. Both of them didn't wear waist badges, but because they showed their cultivation in the Qi refining period, everyone regarded them as outer disciples.
It was the first time for White jade tea to be an outer disciple.
He walked in the small market and looked at the other disciples passing by, feeling very different.
Before, the small market was still in twos and threes, but today it was only ten o'clock in the morning, and the stalls in the small market were full, and there were still several disciples discussing cooperation with the stall owner.
There was an endless stream of passers-by. Because of the crowd, White jade tea was hit on the shoulder several times.
"There are so many people today." White jade tea sighed. He never knew that there was such a scene at the Two Pole Gate.
"Yeah. This is the time of year when there are the most people, and it is also the most likely to find good things." Mo Shulin often came to the small market when he was an outer disciple, so it is not surprising, "What does Ah Ming like? I I'll buy it for you."
"Use my spirit stone?" White jade tea raised his chin slightly.
"That's right." Mo Shulin was not ashamed, but proud, "You gave it to me."
"Alas." White jade tea smiled.
"Others are not as lucky as me." Mo Shulin had experienced the hardships of poverty, but he would not feel that his pride was damaged because of such a trivial matter.
"Then let's see if you have good luck today and find something good." White jade tea found a booth at random.
It was originally a trading market where outer sect disciples were the main group, so things were naturally not good. Put something with a bit of aura on the table, regardless of whether it is useful or not.
There have been many people recently, and almost every booth is surrounded by two or three disciples.
White jade tea walked around and only got a casual look from the stall owner.
Compared with the attention when wearing red clothes, White jade tea prefers the time when no one cares too much.
This is his life, an ordinary life like a student.
Mo Shulin had a good eye, and he picked the item with the most aura on the booth at a glance. It was a piece of iron with mud on it. There are invisible totem patterns on it, which has a sense of age.
"Brother, what is the price for this item?" Mo Shulin asked. In the face of disciples whose cultivation base is higher than his, they are all called senior brothers.
The stall owner glanced at it and said, "Junior brother sincerely wants it, so just give me thirty low-grade spirit stones."
This offer is very dishonest. Ba Shurong's compensation was only seven low-grade spirit stones. Thirty low-grade spirit stones were offered for a piece of iron that hadn't even been wiped clean.
White jade tea looked at it, but said nothing. Although the piece of iron is a bit damaged, it has good aura and should be able to be used for refining.
However, before Mo Shulin opened his mouth to bargain, someone said, "This is a good thing. I will offer you thirty-five low-grade spirit stones."
Mo Shulin looked at the man helplessly, and at a glance he could tell that the man was a pawn hired by the stall owner to raise the price.
Why does this always happen to him
Does he look so deceitful
"Then I'll give it to you." Mo Shulin put the things directly into Tuo'er's hands.
Tuo'er looked at the iron sheet in his hand and was taken aback for a moment. He didn't expect this person to play cards so unconventional.
White jade tea didn't understand at first, but when he saw the deflated expressions of the stall owner and Tuo'er, he burst out laughing.
Bisheng Mo Shulin even said sarcastic words to Tuo'er, "Give me the money. Thirty-five low-grade spirit stones."
Toler: "..."
"This is a good thing. Don't you want to take the good things away without paying?" Mo Shulin's face was full of sincerity.
Toler: "..."
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