Chapter 108
In winter, just after the light rain, a carriage left deep ruts on the muddy land.
The driver was a middle-aged man. He looked like a dark farmer in the countryside, but he was a little taller than ordinary people.
He had a thick stubble, probably a beard, but he didn't grow it.
What is more abrupt is that his dark rough face has a pair of squint eyes.
If Lu Xun sees it, he will pay special attention. He has seen a lot of animation. In his impression, squinting eyes are monsters!
The dark man seemed to see something. He suddenly stopped the carriage, then jumped down and said, "Hey, this wild vegetable is good. You can make soup for Mr. later and let him taste my newly developed dish."
Although his cooking was rejected by everyone, and he also liked to develop some speechless new dishes, he was always keen on cooking and felt that he could become a peerless chef one day.
So, along the way, once he saw good ingredients, he always stopped.
Inside the carriage, a middle-aged scholar in an old white shirt sighed. He leaned against the window, looked outside, and then closed his taste with his spiritual power.
The dark man stopped the carriage by the side of the road, took out a complete set of kitchenware and tableware from the storage ring, and began to do what made him most happy.
Before long, he cooked a pot of green viscous vegetable soup.
He tasted it himself, and then his face became darker.
After tasting it, he tasted it and felt nothing. Then he tasted it carefully and felt that he tasted the fragrance of nature.
"It's not bad. At least it's better than before. It doesn't matter whether it's delicious or not. Mr. always cares about this intention." he said in his heart.
With soup and rice, he stood outside the carriage and said, "Sir, it's time to eat."
"Take it in," said the middle-aged scholar who was already ready.
But when he saw the appearance of the soup, he immediately felt that he had not prepared enough.
"Forget it, mind is the most important."
The dark man is right. Sir is such a person. He pays more attention to his mind. As long as everyone remembers him and thinks about him, he will feel happy.
"Old three, how far is it from the demon clan?" asked the gentleman.
The dark man, Zhuge Laifu, replied, "if you continue to travel like this, it will take another seven days."
"It's still seven days. It's slower." after thinking about it, Mr. looked at the sticky vegetable soup in his hand and said, "fly back."
"OK." ZHUGE Laifu nodded and said, "it's been several months. I haven't seen my younger martial brother yet."
On the contrary, Mr. Zhang has an indifferent expression.
After dinner, Zhuge Laifu listened to his husband and set the horse free.
Miraculously, the horse refused to go. It looks very spiritual.
"Let's go, let's go and find a place to practice well." ZHUGE Laifu waved to it again.
This time, the big dark horse knew that it was useless to stick to it and didn't dare to play tricks again. He lowered his horse's head and knelt down on the ground. He knocked his head three times like a big ceremony, and then got up and ran in the direction of the mountain forest.
The carriage without horses looks a little strange. Zhuge Laifu sat up and said, "bang son ~ drive!"
Then, with a wave of his rough hand in the air, the whole carriage floated. Then it flew higher and faster until it turned into a black light and disappeared.
……
……
Sir returned to the sect, but the news did not cause too much waves in the demon sect.
For the disciples of the demon sect, the whereabouts of Mr. is not what they can understand. The disciples of the demon sect don't know when Mr. is in the back mountain or not.
At the beginning, Shen Yan and others did not know that Mr. Hui was coming back, but they sensed the breath of third martial uncle Zhuge Laifu, so they guessed that Mr. Zhu was coming back and hurriedly got up to meet him.
Shen Yan stood in a row with the four peak masters, saluted the carriage suspended in the air and said, "welcome Mr. Hui Zong!"
After that, he did not forget to bow to Zhuge Laifu: "I've seen three martial uncles."
Zhuge Laifu nodded with a smile. The curtain of the carriage was lifted, revealing the palm of an orchid finger. Mr. Zhang poked his head out of the carriage, waved his hand casually and said:
"I've said it many times. Don't do this. Go back and be busy."
He didn't ask anything like "is the demon clan safe recently", and Mr. Zhang didn't care about it. To be exact, there are not many things worthy of his concern.
Shen Yan and others heard the speech, looked at each other and smiled. They quickly made way for Mr. Zhang and let the carriage continue to float in the direction of the back mountain.
In the small study in Houshan, the cat was lying on her big rattan chair in the warm winter sun. Suddenly, her cat ears moved slightly, and then sat up from the rattan chair, startling the little mute beside her.
The cat turned north and south towards the house: "Lu Xun! Come out quickly!"
Lu Xun was a little confused, so he ran out and asked, "what's the matter, fourth elder martial sister? I'm surprised."
"I feel the smell of the third senior brother. Sir should be back." the cat stretched out his little hand, grabbed Lu Xun with one hand and Lin cicada with the other, and flew in the direction of the bamboo forest.
In the bamboo forest, the second elder martial sister is still sitting high on the boulder, but she is obviously waiting for something.
"Did you come back so soon?" Lu Xun was slightly surprised.
He raised his hand and tidied up his robes to make a better first impression on his husband.
Of course, with his natural charm 10, Lu Xun is very confident and feels there is no reason to make a bad first impression.
A simple black carriage landed in the bamboo forest, and the dark man jumped out of the carriage.
He glanced at Lu Xun and was stunned.
Then, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a very ordinary middle-aged man in an old white shirt came out of the carriage.
He is not tall. He is shorter than Lu Xun. The temperament is not as outstanding as Lu Xun. It's a bit like a poor scholar who can't pass the examination.
And Lu Xun clearly saw his raised orchid fingers and small steps when walking... A little gay.
The most important thing is that all the people of the demon sect wear black robes, and the female disciples wear black shirts or black skirts. Only he is dressed in white.
To be disrespectful, Lu Xun felt that Mr. Lu had revealed a lot of fury inside and outside
While he was looking at his husband, his husband was also looking at him.
The gentleman just looked at him and could not help frowning and uttering:
"Huh?"
……
The driver was a middle-aged man. He looked like a dark farmer in the countryside, but he was a little taller than ordinary people.
He had a thick stubble, probably a beard, but he didn't grow it.
What is more abrupt is that his dark rough face has a pair of squint eyes.
If Lu Xun sees it, he will pay special attention. He has seen a lot of animation. In his impression, squinting eyes are monsters!
The dark man seemed to see something. He suddenly stopped the carriage, then jumped down and said, "Hey, this wild vegetable is good. You can make soup for Mr. later and let him taste my newly developed dish."
Although his cooking was rejected by everyone, and he also liked to develop some speechless new dishes, he was always keen on cooking and felt that he could become a peerless chef one day.
So, along the way, once he saw good ingredients, he always stopped.
Inside the carriage, a middle-aged scholar in an old white shirt sighed. He leaned against the window, looked outside, and then closed his taste with his spiritual power.
The dark man stopped the carriage by the side of the road, took out a complete set of kitchenware and tableware from the storage ring, and began to do what made him most happy.
Before long, he cooked a pot of green viscous vegetable soup.
He tasted it himself, and then his face became darker.
After tasting it, he tasted it and felt nothing. Then he tasted it carefully and felt that he tasted the fragrance of nature.
"It's not bad. At least it's better than before. It doesn't matter whether it's delicious or not. Mr. always cares about this intention." he said in his heart.
With soup and rice, he stood outside the carriage and said, "Sir, it's time to eat."
"Take it in," said the middle-aged scholar who was already ready.
But when he saw the appearance of the soup, he immediately felt that he had not prepared enough.
"Forget it, mind is the most important."
The dark man is right. Sir is such a person. He pays more attention to his mind. As long as everyone remembers him and thinks about him, he will feel happy.
"Old three, how far is it from the demon clan?" asked the gentleman.
The dark man, Zhuge Laifu, replied, "if you continue to travel like this, it will take another seven days."
"It's still seven days. It's slower." after thinking about it, Mr. looked at the sticky vegetable soup in his hand and said, "fly back."
"OK." ZHUGE Laifu nodded and said, "it's been several months. I haven't seen my younger martial brother yet."
On the contrary, Mr. Zhang has an indifferent expression.
After dinner, Zhuge Laifu listened to his husband and set the horse free.
Miraculously, the horse refused to go. It looks very spiritual.
"Let's go, let's go and find a place to practice well." ZHUGE Laifu waved to it again.
This time, the big dark horse knew that it was useless to stick to it and didn't dare to play tricks again. He lowered his horse's head and knelt down on the ground. He knocked his head three times like a big ceremony, and then got up and ran in the direction of the mountain forest.
The carriage without horses looks a little strange. Zhuge Laifu sat up and said, "bang son ~ drive!"
Then, with a wave of his rough hand in the air, the whole carriage floated. Then it flew higher and faster until it turned into a black light and disappeared.
……
……
Sir returned to the sect, but the news did not cause too much waves in the demon sect.
For the disciples of the demon sect, the whereabouts of Mr. is not what they can understand. The disciples of the demon sect don't know when Mr. is in the back mountain or not.
At the beginning, Shen Yan and others did not know that Mr. Hui was coming back, but they sensed the breath of third martial uncle Zhuge Laifu, so they guessed that Mr. Zhu was coming back and hurriedly got up to meet him.
Shen Yan stood in a row with the four peak masters, saluted the carriage suspended in the air and said, "welcome Mr. Hui Zong!"
After that, he did not forget to bow to Zhuge Laifu: "I've seen three martial uncles."
Zhuge Laifu nodded with a smile. The curtain of the carriage was lifted, revealing the palm of an orchid finger. Mr. Zhang poked his head out of the carriage, waved his hand casually and said:
"I've said it many times. Don't do this. Go back and be busy."
He didn't ask anything like "is the demon clan safe recently", and Mr. Zhang didn't care about it. To be exact, there are not many things worthy of his concern.
Shen Yan and others heard the speech, looked at each other and smiled. They quickly made way for Mr. Zhang and let the carriage continue to float in the direction of the back mountain.
In the small study in Houshan, the cat was lying on her big rattan chair in the warm winter sun. Suddenly, her cat ears moved slightly, and then sat up from the rattan chair, startling the little mute beside her.
The cat turned north and south towards the house: "Lu Xun! Come out quickly!"
Lu Xun was a little confused, so he ran out and asked, "what's the matter, fourth elder martial sister? I'm surprised."
"I feel the smell of the third senior brother. Sir should be back." the cat stretched out his little hand, grabbed Lu Xun with one hand and Lin cicada with the other, and flew in the direction of the bamboo forest.
In the bamboo forest, the second elder martial sister is still sitting high on the boulder, but she is obviously waiting for something.
"Did you come back so soon?" Lu Xun was slightly surprised.
He raised his hand and tidied up his robes to make a better first impression on his husband.
Of course, with his natural charm 10, Lu Xun is very confident and feels there is no reason to make a bad first impression.
A simple black carriage landed in the bamboo forest, and the dark man jumped out of the carriage.
He glanced at Lu Xun and was stunned.
Then, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a very ordinary middle-aged man in an old white shirt came out of the carriage.
He is not tall. He is shorter than Lu Xun. The temperament is not as outstanding as Lu Xun. It's a bit like a poor scholar who can't pass the examination.
And Lu Xun clearly saw his raised orchid fingers and small steps when walking... A little gay.
The most important thing is that all the people of the demon sect wear black robes, and the female disciples wear black shirts or black skirts. Only he is dressed in white.
To be disrespectful, Lu Xun felt that Mr. Lu had revealed a lot of fury inside and outside
While he was looking at his husband, his husband was also looking at him.
The gentleman just looked at him and could not help frowning and uttering:
"Huh?"
……
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