Traveling through the little expert and his wonderful employers

"Xiaoqi, whoever bullied you, third brother will teach him for you!"

Ao Yan took a look at Ao San who was holding a Lieyang patrol fork, and went back to the house listlessly.

Let's say that Ao Yan was beaten by Cheng Xiaobai, and on the way back, he met Yuanhe Water God and Bailu Xianjun, without saying a word, he threw a whip over, the two couldn't beat him, and he still ran slowly. I don't know who provoked it. This ancestor.The anger is also out, and it stands to reason that there will be no more, but after a few days, Ao Yan becomes irritable again, seeing things that are not pleasing to the eye.

It's boring, the rare treasures in the Crystal Palace are boring, the fireworks in the temple fairs in the human world are boring, and the banquet singing and dancing in the Immortal Palace are boring.

It's not as interesting as that expressionless little demon in Jiuyi Mountain.

Cheng Xiaobai was carrying a bucket down the mountain when he suddenly heard a long, clear and melodious cry, echoing in the valley.

A huge shadow quickly fell, and it was in front of you in an instant.

The blue luan divine bird fluttered its wings and raised its head, its wings were four feet long, its dense cyan feathers shone brightly, and its long tail feathers drew bright streamers in the air.Standing on the broad back is a man with a tall and straight figure, with black hair tied high, and a red robe with gold thread embroidered with Yinglong going out to sea, wearing a glazed bead forehead ornament on his head, and a gilt white jade belt around his waist.The spirit is flying high and shining brightly.

The young man jumped down, and the red robe flew up, as if the burning fire of the Nine Heavens fell into the world.Under the sunlight, it produces an unstoppable light.

Ao Yan was proud of himself, the prince is so graceful, even in the fairy palace, he would fascinate all fairies, this little demon who has never seen the world must be dumbfounded...

But I heard the boy in white sigh, "It's so red, no wonder it's flammable..."

Ao Yan's face turned dark, and she chased after her and said indignantly, "It was an accident last time, the prince doesn't pay attention to Honglianhuo's ghost tricks..."

"What do you do all day?"

"..."

"Isn't it boring to stay on this mountain?"

"..."

"Why hasn't this prince seen you before? Your senior brother didn't bring you to the banquet in the fairy palace in the past?"

"..."

"The prince will take you out to see the world?"

"No time."

Ao Yan was furious: "What are you busy with?"

"Pick up water."

"...I'll fetch water for you...you talk to me."

Then Ao Yan really went to fetch water, while thinking angrily, this little demon who doesn't know good or bad will come to beg him one day.

After that, he ran to Jiuyi Mountain more diligently, and of course he had to come when Qi Buyan was not around.

The fear of the Seventh Prince of Xihai is not because of Qi Buyan's noble status or reputation.

On the contrary, Qi Buyan has a very good reputation among the Six Realms. In the past, he sat and discussed Taoism with Emperor Jiuhua on Tianxin Cliff in Beihai for three days, and was praised as "Yuanfengfenglan, a gentleman is flawless."

Every fairy palace banquet, there is always a group of female fairies with different appearances around him, timid and shy, looking at him with blush.There are also those who are bold enough to present lotus lamps or sipas.

He didn't say much, and sat quietly in front of the desk, the smile in his eyes was clear and light, but the warmth in his bones was revealed for no reason, which was the most likely to give people the illusion of eternity.

After the mountain lord of Jiuyi Mountain ascended, he called himself the Immortal Monarch Wuyou, and he didn't want to be confined in the Immortal Palace, so he casually hung up a job to play games in the world.The position of the mountain master should be passed on to the eldest disciple, but Qi Buyan claimed that there was no fate in his life, and he did not want to form a pact with Jiuyi.Wuyou Xianjun didn't force it either, leaving a talisman on the mountain and it disappeared.

At this time, thousands of years have passed since the war between immortals and demons, and the fairy world is full of auspicious radiance, tranquility and peace.People find trouble when they are free, and immortals are the same, every day they come up with all kinds of excuses to have a banquet. Today the immortal invites people to lie on the bridge to see the lotus flowers, and tomorrow there will be a fairy dance to invite everyone to gather together.

In the words of Wuyou Xianjun: "It's not as interesting as playing Pai Gow."

Even if there is no dice Pai Gow, some banquets still have to go.

A hundred years ago, Immortal Wuyou had just ascended to the ascension, and his card friend Nanji Xianweng heard that he had accepted a disciple, so he insisted on bringing him out to meet him at the Qiongyu Banquet, so that he could give advice to younger generations.

The old man with white beard and hair stroked his beard, and said with a smile, "You have such a romantic attitude, you don't know what kind of monster you really are, why don't you show it and let the old man open his eyes."

Wuyou Xianjun put down the wine cup and hurriedly waved his hands to refuse, "No way", the handsome man sitting behind him just smiled and said nothing.

The matter was eventually diverted by Immortal Yanhe who came to smooth things over.After a few days, almost no one remembers.

That day, there was a wailing sound from the Antarctic Hall, and the sound shook the heavens: "The old flower—the old fish—"

The Antarctic fairy loves flowers like his life, and the flowers and plants in the courtyard behind the Antarctic Palace are all precious and rare, especially the few white-patterned magnolias, which are neither hot nor cold, and need to be covered with colorful glass covers to nourish them with immortal energy every day.

The entire courtyard prohibits the coincidence of 36 Tiangang, and the whole body is affected by one move.When Ao Yan was young, he saw that the ink orchid was so clear and delicate, and before he entered the courtyard, he was directly smashed by the Nine Heavens God's thunder.In a blink of an eye, the guards in the Antarctic Hall instantly surrounded him.

Now only the garden is dilapidated and desolate, and someone quietly broke the restriction and retreated.

What's even more frightening is that the three-tailed red-striped phoenix carp raised in the temple has the most rare and withered blood and grows slowly. Today, only the last three tails remain in the six realms.It was finally raised by the Antarctic Fairy to a length of six inches, and other people would be anxious to take a second look at it.

Today, the guards guarding the temple can't even tell when they disappeared.

What happened? !The fairy world was shaken, and the three emperors sent 72 immortal soldiers to investigate the [-] halls of the Nine Palaces, but they couldn't find any clues, so they had to push it to the demon world.

From then on, the immortal soldiers and generals who had been tired for a long time began to practice every day again, and the practice atmosphere in the fairy world was very good.

Others don't know that Ao Yan thought of Mo Lan in the Nanji Temple that night, and while slandering the Antarctic fairy for being stingy, he went to take a look from a distance, and the moment he turned back, he suddenly saw a purple streamer flashing in the bright night, and looked intently. There is no trace of it anymore, at first he thought he was dazzled...

I also thought of that man's elegant style.Ao Yan left a great shadow in her young heart.

The soup in the stone pot was boiling and sizzling.Carp is served with green onion, white and tender tofu, and bright red wolfberry, and the rich aroma is overflowing.

Take out a bowl, pick out the only main thorn with chopsticks, take a bite, the soup is hot and fragrant, the meat is delicate and tender, it melts in the mouth, and the aftertaste is endless.It also seems to turn into a warm current that nourishes the limbs and bones...

Cheng Xiaobai drank the soup so much that he wanted to eat it with his tongue.Putting down the bowl, I still feel unfulfilled,

"Brother, what kind of fish is this fish today?!"

Compared with his vicious manner of eating, although Qi Buyan eats casually, he is naturally elegant and unrestrained. At this time, he put down his chopsticks, smiled lightly,

"It's just the fish from Luoxing Lake in the mountains. Junior brother will catch it for me to eat?"

Later, for half a month, Cheng Xiaobai turned Luoxing Lake upside down, without even seeing a single red scale.Li Bai had no choice but to persuade him tactfully, maybe the red carps in Luoxing Lake have become fine.Cheng Xiaobai left with hatred.

Cheng Xiaobai did not forget the wonderful taste of the red carp until more than 100 years later.

Ao Yan carried water for a few months and became acquainted with Cheng Xiaobai.Knowing that although the young man looked expressionless, he was not cold-hearted.

When one day comes, there is a burst of fresh fragrance, with a unique sweetness.Looking for the scent to go up the mountain, but was bounced away by the enchantment at the gate of the courtyard.I saw Cheng Xiaobai coming out with a pot in his hand, the bright soup was boiling in the pot, and the aroma was overflowing.

Ao Yan took out a pair of bowls and chopsticks out of nowhere, eagerly waiting to eat...

Cheng Xiaobai took a look at him, spread out a long soft cloud brocade blanket on the floor, sat down and filled a bowl...and then ate by himself.

Less than a step away from the barrier of the courtyard gate, there is life and fragrance inside the gate.

Outside the door, the Dragon Seventh Prince jumped up and cursed, "Qi Xiaobai! Do you still have any demons?!"

Then there was a threat: "Believe it or not, I threw myself into the sea?!"

In the end, it was pleading, "The prince has been fetching water for several months, his appearance is haggard, and he is getting thinner..."

Ao Yan was too hungry to speak, and Cheng Xiaobai also finished eating.Shi Shi ran out with the pot in hand.

"It's really delicious." Ao Yan has eaten countless delicacies on jade plates since childhood, but now he feels that it is not as good as one ten-thousandth of the pot of fish soup in front of him.

"How can you cook?" Ao Yan drank the last drop of soup.The craftsmanship is still so good?Now all the demons like to learn how to be human?

"Senior brother taught it."

Ao Yan's bowl fell to the ground.

A hundred years ago, Cheng Xiaobai explored by himself in the ancient house.Front hall, study room, tea room, bedroom, backyard... Finally he knocked on Qi Buyan's door: "Brother, where is the kitchen?"

At that time, he was full of nothing to eat, and panicked that he was going to starve to death. Naturally, he didn't see the surprise and... funny that flashed in the man's eyes.

The boy's face was expressionless, but his clear eyes revealed tension and hope.Qi Buyan put down the book, "Junior brother is here for a while."

Cheng Xiaobai waited until he thought his senior brother was cutting wood to build a kitchen, so he went out to see if he could help.But I saw a small door opened in a very remote corner of the backyard, and walked in a spacious and bright area.Stove kitchen utensils and ingredients are neatly arranged and all are available.

The purple-robed man rolled up his large sleeves, and the hand holding the book was white and slender. At this time, he was holding a thin blade, with neat and delicate knife work, and the white silk was clearly cut, and the handsome eyebrows were full of seriousness and concentration.

The fairy-like demeanor has faded away, but somehow gentleness and reliability have emerged.

...Senior brother cooks a meal so beautifully.

From then on, he learned to cook with his seniors, and everything was messed up and messed up. He burned the kitchen countless times at the touch of a fire talisman, and once fell into self-loathing "on whether amnesia affects IQ".At this time, Qi Buyan walked in and tidied up the mess in an orderly manner.

He silently prepared the bowls and chopsticks, and waited for the meal.

At that time, he thought he was a Taoist priest, and he also asked, "Brother, it was the same before?... We don't need to practice?"

Qi Buyan talked a lot about the principles of 'If you have the Tao in your heart, you should practice diligently in every word and deed, eating and drinking water', Cheng Xiaobai felt...it really makes sense.

Later, the role changed too quickly, the Taoist became a monster, and the huge Jiuyi became lively, and all kinds of little monsters greeted and joked with him on the road.After knowing it, I realized that many of my senior's words and deeds in the past were just teasing myself.He obviously didn't need to eat at all, and it was so easy for him to conjure up a meal that he didn't even need to make a formula, but he still had to figure out the kitchen, ingredients and accessories first.

But tacitly did not mention it, Cheng Xiaobai still carried water every day, and the brothers and sisters ate together.

The long years of a hundred years have passed away with a snap of the fingers.

Accompanying becomes a habit.

Later, when he cooked the fish soup until it was tender and fragrant, just the smell made people's index fingers move.Brother often does not come back.

In the beginning it was a few months, and later it was many years. When was the last time I saw my brother?Seems like... five years ago?maybe longer...

Ao Yan drank the soup contentedly, and felt more and more that the Jiuyi Mountain looked cute.It would be better if there is no mountain master.

Taking advantage of Qi Buyan's refusal to return to the mountain in recent years, the Seventh Prince Long just packed up his bed and settled down.

Somehow, the Dragon King of the West Sea finally found out about this, smashed the Liuxia crystal case with his palm, pointed at Ao Yan with a beard and staring eyes,

"Nizi! What kind of status are you?! You hang around with that monster from Jiuyi Mountain all day?! How can it be spread?! How can it be?!"

Ao Yan couldn't hold back, and lowered her head and muttered, "...I carry buckets there every day."

Then he was locked under the Dinghai Stone on the sandy bottom of the West Sea and imprisoned for 30 years.

When it was released, Cheng Xiaobai sneered, "Fortunately, you are a dragon."

"why?"

"The turtles are all hairy."

Ao Yan turned around and left with a lot of backbone, and turned back after half a stick of incense ran out of backbone.

"What is there to guard against this deserted Nine Yi Mountain? Right now, the Shangyuan Lantern Festival in the imperial city of Yaohua Kingdom is just in time. This prince will take you to experience the world of fireworks..."

Cheng Xiaobai glanced at Li Bai who was quietly blooming in the courtyard, the corner of his mouth twitched, even the monsters were scared by you and dare not come out, of course they were deserted.