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Chapter 1773 Roasted Sweet Potatoes

Shuiyue Sect.

Hilltop courtyard.

An ordinary-looking middle-aged man in gray clothes stood outside the courtyard.

This person is none other than Chen Jinbei, the leader of the Qiandao Prefecture Anti-Immortal Alliance.

This time Chen Jinbei did not come on his own initiative, but was called over by Ye Qingyun.

Moreover, Ye Qingyun kept things mysterious, saying that a happy event was waiting for Chen Jinbei.

Chen Jinbei didn't know why, but now he was in great awe of Ye Qingyun, so when Ye Qingyun asked him to come, he naturally did not dare to refuse.

Arriving at Shuiyue Sect as quickly as possible.

"Master Chen, the Holy Son invites you."

After waiting for a while, Huikong walked out of the courtyard and welcomed Chen Jinbei into the courtyard.

"Greetings to our ancestors!"

As soon as Chen Jinbei saw Ye Qingyun standing in the courtyard, he immediately bowed and called him senior.

There was even a bit of awe.

Ye Qingyun didn't care, and directly took out a jade slip and placed it on the stone table nearby.

"Master Chen, this is the list of recruits in the Immortal Mansion that you have been thinking about for a long time."

Chen Jinbei heard this.

His eyes lit up involuntarily.

Is there a list of applicants in the Immortal Mansion?

If it is true, it is indeed a happy event.

"Senior Ancestor, this list..."

Chen Jinbei hesitated.

Ye Qingyun smiled: "Don't worry, this time the list is true. Yang Fengshan is dead. This list was given to me by Qin Nanfeng after sorting it out. There should be no errors or omissions."

"I see."

Chen Jinbei then picked up the jade slip and took a look at the list inside.

At this look, Chen Jinbei's expression changed again and again.

There was even more shock and disbelief in his eyes.

"Unexpectedly...there are so many internal agents of the Immortal Mansion lurking in my anti-immortal alliance!"

"Standing in such a high position!"

Chen Jinbei was heartbroken.

He simply couldn't believe that the Anti-Immortal Alliance had been so deeply infiltrated by the Qianxian Mansion.

From the bottom to the top, there are almost people who are members of the Anti-Immortal Alliance.

Even among his own confidants, there are two people who are internal agents of Qianxian Mansion.

Fortunately, when Chen Jinbei first realized that there was a traitor under his subordinates, he was already vigilant and tried his best to do everything himself without leaving matters to his subordinates.

Otherwise, many things will be affected.

And now.

With this list, things will be much easier to handle.

As long as everyone on the list is eliminated one by one, peace will be restored within the Anti-Immortal Alliance.

Although there will definitely be turmoil and it will affect the stability of the Anti-Immortal Alliance, the long-term pain is not as good as the short-term pain.

In order for the anti-immortal alliance to not be disintegrated, these traitors must be eliminated at any cost.

"Senior ancestor, Chen will bear such a great kindness in his heart and will never forget it!"

Chen Jinbei bowed, clasped his fists, and bowed solemnly to Ye Qingyun.

"In the future, whenever our ancestors have any assignments, I, Chen Jinbei, will definitely do my best to help."

Ye Qingyun nodded: "I also hope that Captain Chen can restrain the monks of the Anti-Immortal Alliance more. Don't let the Anti-Immortal Alliance turn into a smoky rabble."

Hearing this, Chen Jinbei immediately understood what Ye Qingyun meant and looked ashamed.

"sure!"

Chen Jinbei immediately pledged his assurance.

"After these traitors in the Immortal Mansion are eliminated, I will definitely vigorously rectify the anti-immortal alliance and eliminate those black sheep."

"I will never disappoint my ancestor!"

Ye Qingyun hummed.

"hope so."

Chen Jinbei did not stay any longer and immediately left the Shuiyue Sect with the jade slips.

After Chen Jinbei left, Ye Qingyun also started working in the yard.

He got a tin bucket.

Pour some charcoal into it.

Then he carefully hung the washed sweet potatoes in the iron bucket.

That’s right!

Ye Qingyun prepares roasted sweet potatoes.

He has been craving this bite for some time.

Just wait until the sweet potatoes are almost ready to eat and bake them immediately.

This stuff tastes best when grilled!

Especially the one baked in an iron bucket makes it even more delicious.

The fire is blazing.

The tin bucket quickly became hot.

Ye Qingyun sat aside and waited patiently.

It didn't take long.

A faint aroma of roasted sweet potatoes permeated the tin bucket.

Ye Qingyun sniffed it hard.

His face suddenly showed excitement.

“That’s what it tastes like!”

Even the breath is filled with a sweet smell.

It feels comfortable to smell.

And Da Mao didn't know when he lay down next to Ye Qingyun.

The dog's head looked towards the tin bucket from time to time.

It is clear.

Da Mao also wants to eat roasted sweet potatoes.

"You piece of shit!"

"Come here by smell, right?"

Ye Qingyun rubbed the big-haired dog's head and pinched the big-haired dog's ears with his fingers.

Da Mao shook the dog's head hard, but couldn't break away from Ye Qingyun's clutches, so he had to give up.

Let Ye Qingyun ravage his dog head for a while.

Huikong on the side also smelled the sweet smell coming from the iron bucket, and couldn't help but look surprised.

"Amitabha, the aroma in this iron barrel seems to coincide with the truth of my Buddhism!"

"Being there, you can understand the supreme Buddha Dharma!"

Huikong heard the wind and moved, and when he came to the downdraft of the iron barrel, he endured the smoke and fire.

Soon a bald head turned into jet black.

But Huikong didn't care at all. Instead, he was immersed in it and recited Buddhist scriptures in his heart.

Ye Qingyun looked at Huikong with strange eyes.

What the hell is this guy doing?

Is it fun to be smoked?

Ye Qingyun didn't bother to pay attention to Huikong, this guy's mind has always been a little abnormal.

Waited for a while.

The aroma of roasted sweet potatoes becomes more intense.

Ye Qingyun glanced into the tin bucket and felt that it was almost done.

Then he carefully fished one out.

Blow hard and then tear open the sweet potato skin.

Inside are golden sweet potatoes.

Extremely soft and waxy.

Just looking at it makes you appetite.

Ye Qingyun couldn't wait anymore. Just when he was about to start his mouth, he saw that the hair on the side was about to stand up.

"Looking like a loser!"

Ye Qingyun cursed, then broke off half of the sweet potatoes and placed them on the stone table.

"It's very hot. Don't swallow it all at once. Your life may be in jeopardy later!"

Seeing that Da Mao was not in a hurry to eat, Ye Qingyun felt relieved.

Start enjoying half a sweet potato in your hand.

Take one bite.

The sweet taste fills your lips and teeth.

The hot sweet potatoes, the soft texture, and the unique sweetness of the sweet potatoes made Ye Qingyun very satisfied at once.

Comfortable!

"Huikong, stop smoking bacon and come over and eat one!"

Ye Qingyun did not forget Huikong, he took out another sweet potato from the bucket and threw it to Huikong.

Huikong took the sweet potato, recited Amitabha, and followed Ye Qingyun's example to eat it.

Two people and one dog, the food is sweet and happy.

The aroma of sweet potatoes attracted the two silly bears in the bamboo forest.

When he saw Ye Qingyun and the others eating roasted sweet potatoes, Xiong Da Xiong Er felt greedy.

The two brothers pulled at the courtyard wall and peered straight in.

The saliva in his mouth was flowing down the wall.

"Don't tear down my wall!"

Ye Qingyun quickly threw two roasted sweet potatoes out and sent these two silly bears away.

Turn around and go to take out the roasted sweet potatoes from the tin bucket.

Unexpectedly.

A stranger was pulling his own iron bucket and reaching into it.

"Who the hell are you?"

Ye Qingyun was stunned and blurted out a question.

"We'll talk later, I'll take one out and try it first!"

The man was not polite at all and took out a roasted sweet potato from the bucket.

Looking at the steaming roasted sweet potatoes, the man looked shocked and looked up at Ye Qingyun.

"You actually use this thing to bake and eat?"

Ye Qingyun also looked at him blankly.

"That's not the case? Should I eat it raw?"

"It's okay to eat it raw, but it's easy to fart and upset your stomach."


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