When everyone left, it was already the zenith of the moon. Yu Xiaoyao and Doomshi Shiqi left after washing the dishes. Zhou Jueyin was taking care of the still young Lie Hongjiao, and Feijun went to Haozheng Supreme Hall.
After all, it was rare for Lin Chongyang to cook, so it was only natural to give a portion to his master. They couldn't just start a small stove there.
Chief Lin, carrying the food box, headed to Wanxiang Zhenzang.
The conscience of heaven and earth, he wanted to talk to Gengmengdie about business this time.
About, the beauty of nature.
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Soft clouds cover the sky, the silver moon hangs high, sparse stars spread across the sky, and lights on the ground reflect each other.
There is a different sound at night, which seems to be the turbulence of the breeze and clouds, which highlights the tranquility. Northwest of the Defeng Ancient Road, the majestic pavilion with carved beams and painted beams seems to be covered with a layer of silver gauze under the moonlight.
The lit palace lanterns dispersed the surrounding darkness, but also made the attic standing there feel a bit hazy.
Suddenly.
The sound of footsteps breaks the tranquility of the night, from far to near, from blur to clear.
Under the night, a slender figure was seen walking slowly to this majestic attic, following the afterglow of the palace lantern and the ancient bluestone slabs on the ground.
The silver hook and iron painting on the plaque is inscribed with the four words "All things are truly hidden", which is the original work left by Master Lin in the past.
Withdrawing his gaze, he took another step forward, and the visitor entered the attic.
In an instant, the scene before our eyes changed. A clear lake and the extremely huge building covering the center of the lake came into view first, and then the ferry where we stood.
I heard a gentle voice: "The chief is here to visit in person. Do you have anything important to do?"
The speaker was a middle-aged man in a brown shirt wearing a hood. He was the dream butterfly of Zhuangzhou in the past, who knew his fate, and now the one who has been broken for a hundred years is the dream butterfly.
Next to him was an old man in white clothes with white beard and hair. He was the weapon spirit of Zhengfa Tianjian. At that time, the Holy Demon Yuanshi who was sent to the Daowu King Valley was completely transformed.
"Can't you come over and take a look if you have nothing to do?" Lin Chongyang said casually.
"Ha, you have the final say on your place."
Gengmengdie's answers were very high in emotional intelligence, and the two of them occasionally joked, and Lin Chongyang was not a particularly serious person.
It is not surprising that the reason why Gengmengdie is able to recognize people immediately is related to his personal practice path.
Before walking to the counter, Lin Chongyang placed the food box on it, and at the same time said to Geng Mengdie: "About the current situation of Tianwu Zhize, Ming Xiao Shu should have told you about Jianxian Baiyue in his letter."
Birth, old age, illness, and death, the four branches of nature are all produced by Gengmengdie. As a creator, he naturally has feelings for them.
However, Ming Xiao Shu is special among them, because he is the only one who grew up watching Geng Mengdie, and he also knows some inside stories, so Ming Xiao Shu is more concerned about his "younger brothers".
"Well, Xiao Shu once talked about the kid named Jian Shuo Xia Yu."
Although he didn't understand what the person in front of him was talking about, Geng Mengdie's words were still honest. The life of a Confucian sect was very suitable for him.
The food box was not opened directly. Lin Chongyang formed an envelope and placed it on the table: "Rugged Hell Bones."
In the past, after Jian Wushang fought against Skull Nian, he wrote a letter about the incident and personal insights and sent it to Lin Chongyang. The content of the reply was mainly to clear up his doubts.
"Has he come this far?"
Picking up the envelope on the table and opening it, Geng Mengdie sighed.
The description of that battle in the letter was very detailed, and it also wrote about the feelings of fighting against the God of Pact and the advancement of the Skeleton Year.
Because of his experience, Zhen Wushang didn't understand the principle of the God-Contact move, but Geng Mengdie, Lin Chongyang and others knew it thoroughly.
The so-called move of contract with the gods is caused by the beginning of heaven and the end of earth.
Because the beginning and end of heaven and earth are very special.
"The Tactic God's move is both a restriction and a rare opportunity." As an old father, Gengmengdie continued: "He may be able to uncover the key points earlier than Xiao Shu."
It’s not easy to escape from it, but it’s not impossible.
"As for the lower reaches of Fenglin Heaven, the Spirit Clan, as the surviving Chaos Royal Clan, is isolated from the world, but Woyun will be responsible for that." Lin Chongyang said after receiving the letter from Geng Mengdie.
Only heard Geng Mengdie asked: "Are you interested in them?"
The first kings of the Chaos Royal Clan and the five tribes of Demons, Spirits, Beasts, Flower Withers, and Golden Trees are still alive. The first kings of the Evil Clan are missing, and most of the other ethnic groups have been buried in history.
The first king of the human race was even more outrageous, leaving only vague legends.
Geng Mengdie knows a lot about this because, before making a formal choice, his comrades still wanted to seize the Chaos Five Yuan.
"You may not know as much as I do." Lin Chongyang replied.
He learned a lot from the conversation with Tianmo.
For example, in the beginning, the two kings of spiritual beasts were one body, the Huabai and Jinshu clans were both the first kings of the demon clan, and the five elements of chaos were roughly distributed.
Others' speculation is far inferior to the personal confirmation of the person concerned.
Chief Lin agreed with this statement.
Geng Mengdie chuckled: "Ha, Sanren has forgotten this."
"However, I still have some inside information that I would like to ask for advice."
At the same time as he spoke, Lin Chongyang opened the food box on the table, took out the porcelain plate and placed it on the table.
Although, Gengmengdie sold those comrades very cleanly, and the beginning of the world turned into the resources of Tianwuzhe, and Suhai's death seat was too confident, which caused the soul to collapse and the body to be cultivated.
However, some details of past events still need to be confirmed again.
"Huh? It's a pretty good dish." Gengmengdie praised: "But San Ren sensed a familiar aura in it."
Even if it was dealt with seriously, he could still feel it.
The ingredients for the dishes in front of him are most likely those of his unlucky comrade - Su Hai Mingzuo, whose body is a dragon.
"After all, it is a rare and precious species in a difficult situation. Naturally, it must be used to its full potential. The dragon's body, even its blood and scales, have extremely high use value, not to mention other parts."
Lin Chongyang did not hide this, but said to him: "You can try it first, it tastes pretty good."
"This is a comrade of Sanren. How can Sanren tolerate this?" Gengmengdie said this with a look of intolerance on his face.
As the person said, it does smell pretty good.
Ah this...
"If it weren't for you, how could he have ended up like this?"
Boom!
Lin Chongyang transformed into a wine pot, and the clear aroma of wine instantly filled the air, complementing the several dishes placed on the table.
"Sansren didn't expect this."
Who would have thought that our live comrades would become a meal in front of us after seeing each other again. The key is, they both look and smell delicious.
What a sin!
"Since I haven't thought of it, don't treat it as a comrade."
On the contrary, Master Lin never had any psychological pressure on similar matters, after all, they were not of the same race.
(End of chapter)
