"Have you eaten yet?"

Changming looked at the roasted sweet potatoes in his hand.

I don’t know how long the sweet potatoes have been left, but they are not very fresh at first glance.

The boy didn't say anything and shrank his hand behind him.

Changming took out a plate of fresh bamboo shoots and fish fillets from the stove, scooped some leftover rice, and placed it on the table.

The food was cold, and if you wanted to eat something hot, you had to add firewood to make a fire. Changming was too lazy to do it.

Who wants to embark on the road of cultivation has gone through hardships and obstacles? Besides, eating leftovers is better than roasted sweet potatoes that have been stored for no reason.

As expected, the boy stared at the food, stuffed the roasted sweet potatoes into his arms, and rushed to the table, not even wanting chopsticks, and directly swallowed them, not knowing how long he had been hungry.

After he finished eating, he raised his head and found that Changming was missing.

The boy wiped his mouth with his sleeve, hesitated for a moment, got up and took the dishes and washed them, pushed the door open and was about to leave, but he couldn't help but stand still and be stunned.

Under the moonlight, two little paper men were taking turns to picking up firewood, and their movements were extremely brisk. Another one was squatting on the ground and peeling peanuts with his back to him.

Changming, who should have worked, sat on the lounge chair by the table, drank tea and looked at the moon, lazy and casual, so comfortable.

The boy was stunned.

He also heard that a newcomer came to Chef He. He was diligent and capable of doing any work, and was fast and good, which was quite favored by Chef He. He intended to accept him as his apprentice, but he didn't expect that he would do this way of working.

Anyone who changes this can be quick and good!

"May I have your name?"

Changming suddenly spoke, pulling back the fascination of the young man staring at the puppet villain.

The boy whispered: "Xiaoyun."

Changming: "Which cloud?"

Boy: "The clouds of blue sky and white clouds."

Not only does it look very similar, but it even has a cloud in its name.

Changming really wanted to suspect that this person was the illegitimate son of his unfilial disciple.

"Who is your father? Your father's surname is Yun?"

The boy: "My parents are hunters in the mountains, and they are all dead. The outer ward manager is my distant cousin. Seeing that I am pitiful, I let me come in and do some miscellaneous work."

Changming frowned: "Then have you heard of the name Yun Weisi?"

The boy shook his head without hesitation, as if he was a fake.

He stood there for a long time, and saw that Changming didn't say anything, he couldn't help but look at it quietly. He felt that no matter what expression the other party was doing, even if he kept thinking and pondered, it was even better than anyone he had ever seen.

But the boy did not dare to stay for too long, for fear of causing the other party to be disgusted. He hesitated for a while and couldn't help but speak in a low voice.

"Senior, if I don't have any instructions, I'll go back first. Thank you for helping me today..."

"Where do you live?" Changming came to his senses.

"Just halfway up the back mountain."

It's not far away.

Changming: "I remember there was a forest halfway up the mountain, and some mushrooms inside were delicious."

The boy: "There are some who have to get up early to pick them. There are species of morning mushrooms that only appear before sunrise and will disappear after sunrise."

Changming: "I did hear Lao He say that morning mushrooms are hard to pick but delicious. It's not too early, so go and rest."

The boy left.

He walked far away and couldn't help but look back.

Through the leaves, the other person's figure in the moonlight was already a little blurred, but it seemed to be clearly imprinted in his eyes.

The boy didn't know why he was so obsessed with Changming.

Maybe it was a long separation and reunion in the dark.

Or the glazed phantom of dreams lingering.

Tonight is destined to be an adventure in his poor life.

Early the next morning, as soon as Changming pushed the door, he saw a basket of morning mushrooms on the table in the yard.

The dewdrops on the mushroom umbrella surface have not dissipated, and the grass and trees are fragrant, which shows that they have just been picked.

There is only one person who will deliver this basket of mushrooms.

There was no one outside the yard, but it was obvious that the other party had no intention of staying to seek merit.

With a blink of an eye, he directed two puppet paper men to stay and clean up the house, while he carried a basket to Chef He.

This kind of mushroom is common but difficult to pick. Chef He talked several times to use it to cook, but it was not a pleasure to see this basket.

As for these two puppets, as long as someone approaches a little, the puppet will sense and automatically return to its original form and will not be discovered by anyone.

Is this kind of art of controlling objects and transforming shapes difficult, but there are not many people in the world who really mastered the tricks. All of them were mountain masters who started sects. Unless they saw it with their own eyes like Xiaoyun, no one could guess that such a clever transformation of objects and transforming shapes came from a chef.

After going to Chef He, I learned an important news that made Qixianmen panic?

Seeing Xu Jingxian, the leader of Lingbofeng Peak under the Blood Sect Master, came to congratulate Liu Xiyu on his wedding with the order of the Sect Master, and asked Qixianmen that he wanted someone.

"Which one of us is the one who is worthy of us?"

When Changming arrived, he was hearing Chef He asks others.

"I heard that what they want is Uncle Liu!"

The other party lowered his voice, but did not pay attention to Changming being beside him.

Chef He jumped up in an instant.

"What? We finally found talented in Qixianmen, but they dared to attack Mr. Liu?! Yes, what does it mean to ask Mr. Liu?"

"Are you really stupid or fake? Seeing that the devil leader of the Blood Sect is not aware of meat and vegetables, who has returned from the person he has asked for before? He was either treated as a furnace and cauldron and was wiped out, or he became his favorite! What can we do if our uncle Liu goes?"

"Then, Uncle Liu is the best candidate for the next head! Also, he is about to get married, why is it... he really inhumane to see the Blood Sect Master?!"

"If you want to blame, you can only blame Mr. Liu for his reputation, which attracted the attention of the devil. Alas! I heard that some time ago, there was a stir because of the next leader."

"Why don't I know?"

"Is that something you know? I also heard from the maid next to the head of the sect. It was Hua Qingming, the uneasy junior brother of Master Liu. He was angry that Master Liu was designated as the next head of the sect. He ran to the head for a fight. He left the sect after the matter was done. Before leaving, he threatened to make Master Liu look good. I wondered if he had gone to see the Blood Sect saying something, otherwise why would it be so coincidental? Hua Qingming had just left, and the people from the Blood Sect came!"

"What should I do if Uncle Liu's marriage?"

"When the people from the Blood Sect said that they would marry him first, and then take his newlywed wife to visit the Blood Sect. The people from the Xiao family were frightened when they heard this and wanted to regret the marriage. They were arguing with the head of the sect and Uncle Liu in the hall!"

"That wedding tomorrow..."

"It's all messy, I'm afraid the wedding will not be done. Seeing that the Blood Sect is in a scheming way, who dares to marry his daughter?"

The man was too lazy to cover up when he saw Changming coming. Sooner or later, the whole sect would know about this.

If the envoy of the Blood Sect is determined to demand people, then the head of the sect will have to face a dilemma.

If you don’t give it, you will offend the Sei Blood Sect.

With the strength and style of the Blood Sect, it is easy to wipe out a sect like the Qixian Sect.

But if Liu Xiyu is handed over like this, Qixianmen will be disgraced from now on and will not raise his head up again, and Qixianmen will not even have any hope of rising.

Changming didn't interrupt from beginning to end, just listened silently.

He thought that his disciples were all in a prosperous state, and everyone was afraid of him, but he was in a mess and was living under someone else's roof.

He thought again that Zhou Ke was eccentric and often extreme. After so many years, his nature was difficult to change and he became more and more "growth".

The person who was chatting with Chef He quickly left, leaving Chef He sighing.

"You heard it too?"

He glanced at Changming.

"Although this sect seems to be quite crowded, it is really not enough to have a little finger in front of others. Unless the head of the sect can tell the messenger of the Blood Sect to change his mind, hey, if you really send someone over, can our Qixianmen still raise his head outside in the future?"

Chef He didn't expect Changming to come up with any ideas, he just wanted to find someone to talk.

Changming said: "Can Liu Xiyu win against the Blood Sect?"

Just as Chef He was about to say that he didn't know, he heard a shocking sound coming from the direction of the main peak.

The two of them looked in the sound, but they saw the dazzling and bright sky above the Sanqing Hall of the main peak, just like the rising sun in the sky.

The sword broke through the sky and turned into a loud noise. The bell was crisp and pleasant, but the two sounds were mixed together at this moment, but there was an indescribable harshness, which made the eardrum tingling and I couldn't help but cover my ears.

Chef He neighed and immediately showed a discomfort.

At this moment, two figures appeared and fought in the air, and a man and a woman could be vaguely seen.

The man holds a sword, the woman dances.

"It's Uncle Liu!"
To be continued...