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Chapter 145 The Star God in the Star God Temple

After entering the main entrance of the small building, what comes into view is a rosewood marble bookcase. On the bookcase, a dark pine and flower stone dragon horse inkstone lies quietly, with still wet ink on it.

Next to the stone inkstone, a Shoushan Crane stone pen holder about 16 centimeters high stands on the writing desk.

Next to the pen holder, two rabbit hair brushes hang on a porcelain blue and white multicolored pen holder.

In front of the desk, a man wearing a black robe was sitting on the Huanghuali Grand Master's chair. He lowered his head and wrote something on the white paper on the desk.

Looking past the man in black robe, there is a painting hanging on the north wall facing the main entrance. The painting depicts an endless starry sky. However, there is no moon in the sky, so the stars are bright.

There is a couplet next to the painting.

The first couplet is: Look at the ancient and modern romances and enjoy the spring breeze.

The second line is: Wait for the stars and gods to dance around the sky and the moon tomorrow.

The horizontal inscription reads: Everlasting Brightness.

What a domineering couplet.

Long Yingxiao thought in his heart.

The first couplet expresses the idea of ​​watching heroes from ancient and modern times compete with each other, and talents emerge in large numbers, but oneself is watching indifferently. The second couplet expresses the sense of looking to the future, waiting for the star gods of tomorrow to stir up the heaven and earth, and to be the only one in the world.

But what does this eternal light mean?

As if sensing someone's arrival, the person put down the pen and hung it back up on the pen holder.

"Junior Long Yingxiao, thank you senior for saving your life. Senior's great kindness will be unforgettable to Yingxiao."

Seeing that this person had stopped writing, Long Yingxiao immediately raised his hands and clasped his fists, lowered his head, and said respectfully.

"Okay, okay, stop talking, hurry up and eat, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Before Long Yingxiao raised his head, the man was already in front of him.

He took Long Yingxiao's arm and ran aside.

When he turned around, Long Yingxiao caught a glimpse of the white paper on the desk from the corner of his eye.

There are four big characters written on it:

I'm starving to death!

This, Long Yingxiao has a black line on his head.

Before he could think about it, the man in black robe had already pulled him to the dining table nearby.

Only then did Long Yingxiao realize that there was a middle-aged man standing next to the dining table with his hands tied.

"Uncle Liu, let's go and serve the food. I'm starving to death."

After the man in black robe said this, he took Uncle Liu to serve the food.

The others had not yet sat down, and Long Yingxiao himself was too embarrassed to sit down.

"Long Yingxiao, just sit down and wait. We will be back soon."

The voice of the man in black robes came from far away, and he had already slipped out of the side door.

"Sir, please sit down."

Ningshuang stretched out her hand to signal Long Yingxiao to take a seat.

There are six chairs next to the dining table, but the dining table is not facing the door, so it is impossible to tell who is the first person and who is the last person.

"Young master, just sit nearby. There are no such secular rules in the Star Temple."

As if seeing Long Yingxiao's embarrassment, Ningshuang sat on the chair opposite Long Yingxiao and said softly.

After listening, Long Yingxiao sat on the chair nearest to him.

Long Ling sat next to him, while Zhuying sat next to Ningshuang. The remaining two empty seats next to each other were just for the black-robed man and Uncle Liu.

"We're coming back."

The figure of the man in black robe flashed twice and appeared next to Long Yingxiao.

Seven dishes fell from the sky, and six people gathered around one. Just like the current layout, six people gathered around one table.

Uncle Liu then came over and placed the dinner plate on the round table.

On the dinner plate were seven bowls of soup and a rice basket containing seven steamed buns.

Uncle Liu sat next to Ningshuang, while the black robe

The man sat next to Long Yingxiao.

The man in black robe was too fast just now. Now after he sat down, Long Yingxiao could see his face clearly.

After just one glance, Long Yingxiao was surprised.

Because this face is really too young.

According to Long Yingxiao's guess, the person who saved him early this morning was not only powerful but also rare in the world. He must have been an old man in his sixties.

But the smiling man in front of me must be in his prime.

His long hair is simply tied back on his head, and his dark eyebrows are like the Chinese character "一". The eyebrows are pulled down, the peaks of the eyebrows are straight, and the tail of the eyebrows is pulled down again after passing through the corners of the eyebrows. His eyes are slightly smaller, but the eyelashes are longer. If you look carefully, Long

Ying Xiao seemed to be able to see the endless starry sky from his eyes.

His ear sockets are round, red and shiny, and his earlobes are larger. His nose bridge is straight, his tip is rounded, and his nose is high. His lips are thick, giving him a sense of dependability.

He wore a black robe with many star embroideries on it.

Upon closer inspection, although this man was not particularly handsome, he had an upright look on his face.

Long Yingxiao really couldn't connect the young face in front of him with the powerful strength he showed early this morning.

However, thinking of the words "Long Yingxiao, leave a harsh word" in the early hours of this morning, Long Yingxiao believed it. This behavior was not dissimilar to the behavior of the person in front of him just now.

"What are you stunned for? You haven't eaten yet."

The man in black robe saw Long Yingxiao staring at him endlessly, and then he said.

"Ying Xiao thanks you, senior, for saving your life."

Long Yingxiao held his hand again and said.

"Okay, okay, eat quickly and wait until you finish. I'll starve to death while you wait."

After that, the man in black robe took the bowl of soup brought by Uncle Liu, took a steamed bun himself, and started eating first.

After taking the soup handed to him by Uncle Liu, Long Yingxiao looked at the dishes on the round table.

In the middle is a plate of pork stewed vermicelli.

The other six dishes arranged in a circle are: twice-cooked pork, white-cut chicken, stewed crab meat and lion head, fish balls, West Lake water shield, and minced pepper fish head.

The bowl of soup in front of me is Taishan Sanmei Soup.

The dishes on the table in front of us may not be suitable for everyone, but they are definitely satisfying for everyone.

Because the portion is so generous, the plate in the middle, no, the pot of pork stewed vermicelli, takes the center stage because it is definitely not covered.

The pot with a diameter of about fifty centimeters was filled with pork stewed vermicelli, and when paired with the soup in the big bowl in front of him, Long Yingxiao felt that he must eat this meal with ease.

The man in black robe stood up first, picked up a chopstick of vermicelli from the pork stewed vermicelli at the host table, and put it into his bowl.

After sucking it into his mouth, the man in black robe closed his eyes comfortably.

"Ah, it's delicious! You're not hungry in vain."

Opening his eyes, the man in black robe admired.

"What are you looking at? Eat. Don't you like these dishes?"

Turning around and seeing Long Yingxiao staring at him again, the man in black robe asked.

"No, no, I like it very much."

Only then did Long Yingxiao realize that he was the only one watching the black-robed man's somewhat exaggerated eating posture. Zhuying, Ningshuang, and Uncle Liu were all eating their own happily, and Long Ling didn't care about his eating posture.

.

"If you like it, eat more."

After the man in black robe finished speaking, he picked up another chopstick of vermicelli and asked:

"Do you want it? I'll give you some."

Long Yingxiao quickly waved his hand and said:

"No, senior, I can do it myself."

After Long Yingxiao finished speaking, he picked up a piece of white-cut chicken and put it into his mouth.

Wow, so delicious.

Long Yingxiao couldn't help but admire it.

The chicken nuggets are fresh and tender, and the chicken skin is crispy. It is delicious to both the heart and brain. No wonder the man in black robe enjoyed it so much.

"Is it delicious?"

Seeing Long Yingxiao's astonished eyes, the man in black robe ate another vermicelli with chopsticks and said with a smile.

"delicious!"

After Long Yingxiao said that, he picked up another piece of twice-cooked pork.

It smells fragrant, tastes delicious and soft, and has a hint of sweetness in the aroma. It is truly the most delicious thing in the world.

"As long as it's delicious, Uncle Lin and I have been busy all morning to accommodate you two. I cooked the two dishes your kid ate. So, my craftsmanship is pretty good, right?"

Picking up a piece of white-cut chicken and putting it into his mouth, the man in black robe said proudly.

"Hmm, senior's skills are extraordinary."

After hearing the words of the man in black robe, Long Yingxiao admired and thought that not only was he so strong, but his cooking was also so delicious.

"Don't talk about a senior, I don't like to hear it."

Picking up a fish ball, the man in black robe frowned.

Long Yingxiao said: "Then what should I call you?"

"As long as we are equal, my name is Hexu Xiaohan, you can just call me Xiaohan."

After saying this, the man in black robe picked up a piece of pork and put it in his mouth.

Hexu Xiaohan, who was enjoying the taste while eating the meat, seemed to notice Long Yingxiao's embarrassment, so he spoke again:

"If you don't want to be called like that, call me Brother Xiaohan, Brother Xiaohan, Brother Hexu, or if you can't do it like them, you can call me Young Master."

"Forehead……"

Long Yingxiao was a little hesitant. After all, this person was his savior, so it always felt weird to call him that.

"Brother Hexu."

Seeing Hexu Xiaohan feigning anger, Long Yingxiao could only call him this.

"That's right. How you act so coquettishly now is completely different from the one you pointed at the noses of the nine masters this morning and scolded them."

Hexu Xiaohan smiled with satisfaction and said while reaching out to pick up the vegetables.

"That's not insulting the enemy."

Long Yingxiao also smiled and replied.

"Hahaha, you kid, I just like your playful spirit. Look at those eight major families, they all know how to show off even though they don't have much ability."

Hearing Hexu Xiaohan's words, Long Yingxiao couldn't help but laugh, and then echoed:

"That's right, I know how to show off. Look at how Ji Changsheng is pretending. Apart from Long Tianfeng, the person who wants to catch me most is definitely him. He also has to act calm and nonchalant."

Recalling the disgusting look of Ji Changsheng yesterday, who seemed to be playing hard to get, Long Yingxiao almost got goosebumps.

"That old boy just deserves a beating."

After taking a sip of soup, Hexu Xiaohan said again:

"But his strength has become stronger and stronger over the years. If Long Tianfeng doesn't have any trump cards, Ji Changsheng should be the strongest among the nine of them now."

"Um."

Long Yingxiao nodded slightly.

"It's okay. If I see him showing off again one day, I'll just slap him twice to see if he cares."

"Hahaha, that's what it has to be."

This Hexu Xiaohan did things to suit Long Yingxiao's taste, and Long Yingxiao couldn't help but laugh and praise.


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