The aroma of Hu Qing's cooking attracted many young monks, some of whom were only about thigh high, holding on to the pillars and licking the corners of their mouths.
"Come here, I'll treat you to something."
The young monks were giggling, wanting to come forward but not daring to do so, so they went over and brought them over, half coaxing and half threatening. They were all very well-behaved, sitting in rows on the roadside, each of them was given a bowl, and they faced each other.
Say thank you sweetly.
Ouch, this is much more pleasing to the eye than the bad kids at home.
Hu Qing gave them steamed buns, and when the young monks bit into them, they all made a whooping sound, and their eyes lit up.
Ouch, Hu Qing's heart melted, and he quickly started another pot to cook sweet soup for them.
Boil the sweet soup and then grill the skewers. Be very careful not to let too much oil on the skewers, so as not to upset your stomach.
After feeding for a long time, their little bellies were stretched high. The full little monks began to be in a daze, their eyelids sank little by little, and their heads were tilted.
Hu Qing saw it funny and called someone to take them away. They all expressed their gratitude to Hu Qing.
Hu chuckled with his eyebrows creasing: "One family."
Shui Xin turned around and said with a dark face: "There is nothing I like to eat."
Hu Qing scorned: "You are really promising if you compete with a bunch of kids."
Shui Xin said: "Hurry up and make me something to eat. After eating, I will settle the matter about the yellow pepper."
Hu Qing raised his eyebrows: "Is it easy?"
Shui Xin: "I asked her, she just wanted to take a look, so there is no need for her to come in person. Once I figure out where her bloodline is, I will take a ray of consciousness from her and send it to her."
Suddenly asked Hu Qing: "You should have descendants of the same bloodline in the mortal world, right?"
Hu Qing shrugged: "Sorry, I don't pay attention to this."
The essence and blood of generations of parents come from the fusion. Whose descendants are the descendants? They are the descendants of the entire ethnic group. Not to mention that she did not grow up in this world, it is the original world. Look at her quarrels with several direct blood relatives.
No matter how far you get, you will know how stubborn you are about being obsessed with blood.
Of course, Hu Nuan does not count. After all, she was born and raised by herself, which is different.
Thinking about Huang Jiao'er, the chopsticks were light, fast and good. Shui Xin's appetite didn't grow into a bottomless pit like hers, so she put down her chopsticks after only half a day.
It happened to be the night of the first day of the Lunar New Year, and the sky was pitch black. The location was chosen in an empty attic.
Huang Jiaoer was very nervous and swallowed: "Can't you cast the spell again at noon tomorrow?"
There was a circle of white candles around her, and the candle flames flickered. She looked at Shui Xin's face. In the not-so-bright light, that face was flickering in and out, and her thoughts were also flickering in and out.
When I met this man, I realized that my reputation as number one was not guaranteed, and he was still hairless.
Shui Xin said seriously: "I have something to do tomorrow."
Huang Jiaoer: "..."
I just wanted to squeeze in some time to kill her.
She is also so willful and offends people, relying on her face.
Sure enough, good-looking people have bad tempers.
Huang Jiao'er actually understood Shui Xin and said in a harmonious voice: "Okay, you can help me figure it out. Do you need my blood?"
Looking at Hu Qing, he motioned for her to prick her finger.
Hu Qing felt like she was a different person, and even pricked her finger. He pinched her fingertips, stabbed her with spiritual power, squeezed out a drop of blood, and dropped it into the small cup prepared by Shui Xin.
"If her brothers are very fertile, they will have as many offspring as weeds. Which one are you looking for? Also - girls inherit the essence and blood of their parents just like boys. Their offspring are actually no different in blood relationship from the offspring of men. How do you find them?
"
Shui Xin looked at her like a fool: "Why do mortals pay attention to their clan surnames? Why don't they just choose their own surnames? Why do they sacrifice their ancestors and pass on their bloodline? Even the emperor has to pay attention to his legitimate concubine?"
Hu Qing was dumbfounded for a few seconds, then suddenly realized: "Oh, you mean - these rules of the mortal world are actually the Tao of the mortal world?"
Shui Xin snorted: "In order to deduce her bloodline, I naturally first look for someone with a family tree as proof and a descendant with a strong reputation. Then I look for someone with the same surname, and then I look for someone closest to the same surname."
Hu Qing: "How many can you find?"
Shui Xin was speechless. How many are there? Are the Nine Clans enough?
Huang Jiaoer hurriedly said: "The nearest one will do."
Shui Xin gave Hu Qing a sideways glance and began to cast spells.
Hu Qing stared at it, it was not difficult to find relatives by blood, but she didn't know how to do it. She couldn't do anything related to divination. It was a shortcoming set by God for her.
In the small cup of clear wine, the drop of bright red blood turned into a ball of thread, pulling and pulling, Huang Jiao'er couldn't help but hold her breath.
Shui Xin was making calculations on her hands for a long time, with a strange look on her face.
When his finger stopped, Hu Qing said: "What? There are too many people?"
Shui Xin: "Only one."
Hu Qing was shocked: "Only one? Can you count one, or -"
Shui Xin: "Only one left."
Huang Jiaoer quickly clenched her palms.
Hu Qing: "One will do, it's better than none."
To be honest, the reproduction of the population depends on everyone. Some people will have more children, while others will definitely not have so many children. It is not surprising in any case.
"According to my calculations, your family should have all disappeared shortly after you left - this would be between half a year and ten years."
Huang Jiaoer's face turned pale, and she gave a weak smile after a while: "It's not impossible. With the old emperor's virtue, whether he is usurped or the country is destroyed, the people in Kyoto are the first to lose their lives. Every time
When there is a mutiny, the first to die are the officials and their families."
She sneered: "Or maybe something happened and my whole family was raided or the nine tribes were exterminated."
Hu Qing touched his nose and said nothing.
Shui Xin: "Since then, there has been only one bloodline. From generation to generation, there is only one bloodline now."
Hu Qing pursed his lips, that one was not only from the Huang family, but also a descendant of a closer blood relationship.
People, don't be too persistent. After three generations, no one will know your name.
"Do you want to see me?"
Huang Jiaoer bit her lip: "See you."
"Okay." Shui Xin immediately burned her blood, asked for a ray of her consciousness, formed a seal and cast a spell.
Huang Jiaoer sat cross-legged and closed her eyes.
Hu Qing desperately winked at Shui Xin: I want to go too.
A wisp of spiritual consciousness entangled him, and Shui Xin held it: "You can only watch, don't act rashly in the mortal world, otherwise it will attract the backlash of heaven, and I won't be able to save you."
Hu Qingren was in the attic, responsible for guarding. A ray of consciousness followed Shuixin's spiritual power through thousands of mountains and rivers. At a certain point, he entered the mortal world and immediately felt the heavy pressure of heaven.
Huang Jiao'er didn't know that Hu Qing was also following her. Her consciousness followed the wisp of divine consciousness and the bloodline induction, and landed in an ordinary courtyard.
Someone was yelling and scolding: "Damn girl, move faster, it will delay your father's selling of meat, or I will expose your skin."
The torch was inserted into the hole in the earthen wall, and the thin figure was busy.
Huang Jiao'er immediately became angry. How dare you challenge her descendants?!
Immediately, the pressure around her suddenly increased, making her afraid to move rashly.
At this time, the clear girl's voice sounded louder than the woman's voice: "What you are afraid of is not delaying my father's selling of meat, but what you are afraid of delaying is your delivery of meat to your parents' family. My father is unlucky enough to marry someone like you.
Mother, what's the use of having two cubs that can't even hold a knife. You'd better fatten them up. One day I'll have itchy hands and chop all three of you with a knife."
After saying that, she easily lifted up a machete that was longer than her arm and chopped it with a bang. The white pig's head rolled down, blocking out the curses of the woman in the room.