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The visitor from Penglai that day came to ask for help, and finally took Lin Juansheng away.

"I don't know what's going on, but the master had an idea and decided to ask the senior brother to come over and have a look." Mu Gesheng counted his money with Erlang's legs crossed, "It's better senior brother, remember to leave pocket money for me before you leave, it's not like my father , I haven’t seen a child for several years. Hey third child, every time you go to Fengdu, will the elders in your family give you money?”

There was an earth-shattering cough, and he coughed and said: "There are, but they are all ghost money, no matter how much they are, they can't be spent."

"Fourth, don't talk to him a few words. Those who don't know think there is a consumptive ghost living in this room." The door was kicked open, and Song Wentong walked in with a soup cup, "Old man Three, save yourself coughing, and your throat will be useless if you cough again."

"What can I do?" Wu Zixu held a cigarette stick and said helplessly, "Who knew smoking was so difficult to learn?"

"The Guhuang cigarette stick is a thing passed down from generation to generation in the Yinyang family. Like the second child's licking red knife, it is the status symbol of every generation of Wuchangzi. Not to mention anything else, you don't want to have to do it every time you just light a cigarette to call a messenger. Being seen choked to death." Mu Gesheng said: "In the long run, it's hard to spread rumors, I heard that now people in Fengdu have said that this generation of Wuchangzi is a young master who can't smoke."

"Fucking young master Nai, I chopped it up with a single knife." Song Wentong uncovered the soup cup, "It moistens your throat, drink it and continue learning."

"Second brother, did you make pear and white fungus soup?" Mu Gesheng's eyes lit up, and he was slapped away just as he was about to strike, "Get lost, it's not for you."

"Eccentric." Mu Gesheng curled his lips and turned to look at Wu Zixu, "By the way, the second child took you to Guan Shanyue yesterday? How is it, how do you feel?"

It's fine if he doesn't say anything, Wu Zixu suddenly got a pear stuck in his throat, choking half to death.

"Shut up, it's never over." Song Wentong slapped Mu Gesheng on the head, "There's still some in the kitchen pot, I want to drink it myself."

"It doesn't look like much." Muge understood clearly, "But this time, the second child, you didn't lose a lot? How did Aunt Zhao let you come back?"

"It's all lost, and the third child doesn't have enough money." Song Wentong's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, "Aunt Zhao asked the third child to sing a song, and let him go after singing."

Mu Gesheng was surprised: "The third child sang?!"

"Sing."

"The sun comes out in the west—what's the song?"

"Weeping words."

"……What?"

Wu Zixu couldn't listen any longer, and argued, "I'm from a Yin-Yang family, Wuchangzi of all ages only learned this, and I'm not the second child, you insist on me singing."

"Then you will sing and cry at night?"

"This is the lightest one. Impermanence speaks to ghosts, and if I sing something else, I'm afraid it will attract something."

"You can say now, why didn't you see you so calm last night?"

Mu Gesheng listened to the bickering between the two, endured it for a long time, and finally let out a loud laugh.

Immediately the door was opened and thrown out.

Mu Gesheng had nothing to do, so he found two sturdy-looking ginkgo trees, propped up a hammock, and fell asleep, sleeping so hard that he didn't know when it was.At the moment when he was happily counting the money in his dream, something slapped him on the face, he opened his eyes in a daze, thinking that Song Wentong was making trouble with him again, "Second brother, you are looking for death... ..."

Then he woke up, because the person in front of him was not Song Wentong, but a colorful pheasant.

The two sides stared at each other for a moment, and Mu Gesheng grabbed the chicken's neck quickly with his eyes and hands, and lifted it up, "When did the second child raise chickens again?" He said shaking up and down, "It's so fashionable, and I even made you a dye and perm? "

The pheasant let out a shrill cry, Mu Gesheng didn't care, he plucked all the bright tail feathers, and then stood up gleefully, "There's another shuttlecock, I'll take you to show it to the second child, haha , pissed him off."

As a result, Song Wentong looked at the chicken in his hand and shook his head, "I didn't raise this."

"It's not yours? Could it be that it was raised by the monks of Baishui Temple? No, don't they avoid meat?" Mu Gesheng was a little surprised, and looked up and down the chicken's neck, "Could it be wild? These days, pheasants are so beautiful Are you pretty?"

"It looks different from ordinary pheasants. Although pheasants are gorgeous, their colors are not so...unique." Wu Zixu thought about his words, "It looks like someone threw them into a dye vat."

The chicken in Mu Gesheng's hand was all in color, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple, as if its ancestors were seven fairies for seven generations, and they just bred such a bastard of red, willow and green. "Do you want to eat?" Song Wentong looked at the chicken in Mu Gesheng's hand, "You can make a pot of chicken pot."

"Eat." Mu Gesheng made a decisive decision, "I'll pluck the hair."

Before the words were finished, the pheasant screamed, pecked Mu Gesheng hard, and then Sa Yazi escaped from the door.Mu Gesheng was not willing to give up, grabbed Song Wentong and chased him out, but he ran into someone head-on without taking two steps, "Master?" "Sir!"

Ginkgo Veterinarian looked at the chicken under his feet, bent down and picked it up, "What are you doing?"

"Catch the chicken." Mu Gesheng said, "Eat chicken pot tonight."

Ginkgo Veterinarian looked at the hairless pheasant with an indescribable expression, "Do you want to eat it?"

"Can't you eat it?" Song Wentong's expression changed, "You raised this chicken, sir?"

"It was my negligence. You were not in the study yesterday, and you didn't see any visitors from Penglai." The Ginkgo Vegetarian said helplessly, "There was a distinguished guest from Penglai yesterday. Apart from inviting your relatives, there is one more thing, and that is to ask me to take care of Xingxiuzi."

"Xingxiuzi?" Mu Gesheng was taken aback, "Suzaku's bloodline, Zhu Family Patriarch Xingxiuzi?" He reacted very quickly, looking at the chicken in the hand of Ginkgo Vegetarian in disbelief, "What do you mean—?"

"Well, you're thinking right." Gingko Zhai said: "The one you're going to eat just now is the new fifth."

Song asked Tong: "..."

"As a descendant of Suzaku, the Zhu family is one of the seven families of Zhuzi, but Suzaku is auspicious and does not come out of troubled times. Now that wars are raging in China, the Zhu family must hide from the world. But the seven families of Zhuzi have an ancient alliance oath. At that time, he was at the helm for all sentient beings, so whenever the times were troubled, the Zhu family would send Xing Xiu Zi to the world to help the seven families."

In the water pavilion, the owner of Ginkgo Vegetarian held the chicken in his arms, and looked at the three people in front of him, "This is the contemporary star, Zhu Yinxiao."

"What?" Mu Gesheng didn't hear clearly, "Cooking supper?"

"Sir, don't interrupt me." Song Wentong kicked Mu Gesheng, "It's not sir, why is Xingxiuzi a chicken? Is there no one in the Zhu family?"

"I remember that Suzaku was unable to transform into a human body when he was young, and his form and habits were similar to those of a pheasant." Wu Zixu mused, "So Xing Xiuzi is still very young? Why didn't he grow up and be born again? The world is turbid and not It is beneficial for Suzaku to grow and transform."

"The times are chaotic, and the time is not waiting for us." Gingko Zhaizhu combed the feathers of the pheasant, "I made a fortune a few months ago, and it has come to the time when Xingxiu Zi was born."

"So that's how it is." The three of them bowed in unison when they heard the words. The astronomical fortune teller calculated the destiny, and all the seven families only followed the hexagrams. The master of Ginkgo House personally counted the hexagrams, and no one would object to them.

"Then this is the fifth child." Mu Gesheng seemed very satisfied, "Great, I am finally not the youngest."

"It's a pointless dispute." Song Wentong said: "Sir, you are inconvenient, let us take care of the fifth child."

"That's good." Ginkgo Zhaizhu handed a stack of talismans to Song Wentong, "This is a shape-changing talisman. Suzaku's spiritual veins were unstable when he was young, and he might transform into a human body, but maintaining a human form is very expensive. When will the drinking night be?" Transform into a human form, if you can't change back within two hours, use this talisman."

"Can it be used?" Wu Zixu probed his head, "The Yin Yang family also knows a little about talismans, I can teach you."

"Yes." Song Wentong took the talisman without changing his face and said, "Don't underestimate the inheritance of the Mohists."

Raising chickens is not easy, and raising children is even more difficult, and when you raise chickens and children at the same time, it can be said to profoundly explain why chickens fly and dogs jump chickens and dogs restless.

Wu Zixu was too busy, and Mu Gesheng was too unreliable. Basically, Song Wentong took full charge of taking care of Laowu. In addition to cooking a small stove for Mugesheng every day, he also added food for Zhu Yinxiao.A few days later, Mu Gesheng expressed his deep dissatisfaction with the dwindling number of dishes, "Second, don't bother making milk paste for the fifth, it is a divine beast, so there is no need to eat it so delicate."

Song Wentong watched the man drink half of a can of milk, "What do you want?"

"I know what it eats. I'll take Lao Wu to dinner tomorrow, so you don't have to worry about it."

Then the next day, Song Wentong found Mu Gesheng, who was basking in the sun in the vegetable garden of Baishui Temple. The pheasant was thrown into the vegetable field by this person, pecking insects all over the ground.

The two fought as usual, and then reached a consensus. The next day, a dish was added to the dinner table-fried silkworm chrysalis.One dish is cooked and the other is raw. Muge eats vegetables raw, and Zhu Yinxiao eats worms.

Mu Gesheng has the habit of looking through the kitchen in the middle of the night, he goes to bed late, and supper is indispensable every day.Since Lao Wu came, pheasant has become his key ingredient candidate, Song Wentong had to search the kitchen every night, "Why did you throw it into the casserole again, Si?!"

"It's nothing, give it a bath, it's too dirty rolling in the vegetable field today."

"You fucking bathe in a casserole?"

"What can't you do?"

"Then why is there still onion, ginger, garlic, pepper, and cinnamon in the pot?!"

"It's called a medicinal bath."

When Zhu Yinxiao transformed into form for the first time, the master of Gingko Zhai was not there. Song Wentong plastered the talisman all over the child's body with a calm face, but it was useless. Song Wentong calmly lit incense and played tambourines , and even began to recite some random spells, and finally he even lit Wu Zixu's Guhuan cigarette.The servant who was summoned stared at him with wide eyes, "What orders does Mozi have?"

"It's okay." Song Wentong remained calm.

"...You are?"

"Jump God."

Also about Zhu Yinxiao's title, Song Wentong and Mu Gesheng argued more than once——

"Can you not ask Lao Wu to cook supper?"

"What's that called?"

"..."

One day, Wu Zixu stayed up all night as usual, and walked out of the study with a lantern in his hand, only to see Zhu Yinxiao lying outside the door with a smirk, "Five?" He picked up the bare-bottomed child, "Why did you run out? Are you hungry?"

The half-grown child blinked at him and sucked his fingers. After a while, a long cry came from a small mouth.

Mu Gesheng's room suddenly exploded, "Old five, can you be a little promising! As a Suzaku, the rooster crows every day, are you ashamed?!" There are three identities in one sentence, the Suzaku cub has a vague shape, and everyone is screaming every day All in one pot.Lao Wu holds several positions at a young age, so he is really a busy man.

Wu Zixu squeezed Zhu Yinxiao's face, one big and one small looked into the distance, the boy laughed.

"Its daybreak."