Wen Renxian carried Shui Miaomiao into the side hall, sat down on the seat, and then let go.
Xianyan Xianzun and Jiucheng Qiu also followed.
Judging from the furnishings in the hall, it should be the kind for one person and one table.
Xianyan Xianzun and Wenrenxian were at the top, while the two younger ones were sitting at the bottom of their respective masters.
Shui Miaomiao looked at the Nine Chou opposite. He waited for Wen Renxian and Xianyan Immortal to sit down, and after saluting them, he put the wooden sword aside and sat down.
She sits very upright, with no table in front of her and no backrest in her back, so it's easy not to look around.
Is it used like this?
Shui Miaomiao was sitting casually, and with a casual glance, Wen Renxian was sitting upright and put the Hidden Immortal Sword aside.
No sharp weapons are allowed on the table.
The same rules apply. Compared to the tension of Ninefold Enmity, Wen Renxian is very calm and every move is pleasing to the eye.
Putting his elbows on the table and holding his cheeks, Shui Miaomiao looked around. When he saw the two people, he seemed extremely casual.
He was simply accompanied by Immortal Master Xianyan. He leaned on the back of the chair and tapped his thigh with the bone fan, shaking.
If someone came in and took a first look, they might think that the two people below were in the wrong place and worshiped the wrong teacher.
Once everyone was seated, they walked in holding a small case.
The dishes on the small counters vary.
What Xianyan Xianzun had was a pot of wine, a cup of Gu soup, and a few cups of water. Miaomiao had never eaten it, but it looked like it should be delicious.
Shui Miaomiao thought it was a pre-dinner snack. She craned her neck to look at it. The small table placed on Wenrenxian's table was not that. There was soup and wine, but the fruit was replaced by a few hot dishes. It looked like it was appetite.
Shui Miaomiao began to look forward to her own, but she didn't even have breakfast.
Soup and wine seemed to be the standard. Shui Miaomiao stared at Nine Blood Vengeance, both of which were tough dishes.
The white jade porcelain plate was filled with various large pieces of meat. Shui Miaomiao said she liked this.
Can’t wait to see mine.
The wine flask was gone first, but there was a soup cup, but it wasn't the steaming one they had when you opened it, it was a sweet soup.
Looking at the dishes, they are all exquisite, and the presentation is so beautiful that I can’t bear to eat them, but there is no meat.
How can there be no meat!
It’s not like Nine-fold Chou, but Wen Renxian’s one with meat and vegetables would also work!
Shui Miaomiao grabbed one who put down the case and walked away.
Blinking.
He was helpless and could only explain in a low voice: "Xianyan Xianzun has not eaten staple food for a long time, and the dishes given to Chengxian Lingjun are all his favorite dishes. Because of the heavy training tasks recently, Jiuchengqiu prepared food containing The meat with spiritual energy is not as delicious as it is to retain the spiritual energy. As for you, Miaomiao, it is a recipe determined by the four emperors."
Yi Yi betrayed Si Chu without any hesitation: "He said you were too high because you ate too much spicy and meaty food at Tianyuan Peak, so it's best to eat something light during these days."
Huo Luo, Yi Yi ruthlessly pushed Shui Miaomiao's hand away, picked up the tray and hurriedly retreated.
Four mouths! How did he know about my physical condition?
Oh, when he was applying medicine to my forehead just now, he grabbed my wrist, you can tell right now! He also said that he only had some medical skills.
Shui Miaomiao touched her wrist. There was no meat to eat, and she had no motivation to eat.
The two people at the top were chatting, but Shui Miaomiao didn't want to listen. They had no meat and motivation, and she couldn't understand what they were talking about.
It seems that Wen Renxian's mother is having her birthday soon and needs to prepare something.
Master’s mother, what should I call myself?
Bored, I picked up the emerald green vegetables on the white jade plate, fed it into my mouth, and immediately became excited.
The crisp and refreshing taste is surprisingly good.
After all, Shui Miaomiao couldn't smell it, so he couldn't judge it from the smell, but on second thought, what Xianyan Xianzun ordered to prepare must not be that bad.
I picked up a chopstick from each plate. Not to mention, except for one dish that had a mushroom flavor that Shui Miaomiao didn't like, the rest were all delicious.
With the piece of shiitake mushroom in his mouth, Shui Miaomiao could neither spit it out nor swallow it.
The only disadvantage of not having a sense of smell is that you can't roughly know what these are and just avoid them.
Why should the shiitake mushrooms not look like shiitake mushrooms at all? It would be impolite to spit them out directly, but Shui Miaomiao really hated shiitake mushrooms. Her legs were almost turning purple, and she couldn't force herself to swallow them.
"Little uncle?"
Immortal Xianyan was offering Wenrenxian a glass of wine, but he saw Wenrenxian suddenly put down his glass, stood up, and walked to Shui Miaomiao.
Under the shadow, Shui Miaomiao looked up at Wen Renxian and shouted inarticulately: "Liger?"
Pointing his hand at the dish that was hard for Shui Miaomiao to swallow, he said, "This is made from shiitake mushrooms."
so what?
Shui Miaomiao looked at Wen Renxian blankly, was this asking him to eat more?
"I remember you used to hate the smell of mushrooms."
Have it! Did I tell Wen Renxian that I hate mushrooms? no.
Seeing Shui Miaomiao in a daze, Wen Renxian stretched out his hand and passed it under Shui Miaomiao's armpit, lifting Shui Miaomiao from his seat.
"If you don't like it, spit it out."
Wen Renxian picked up the lid of the soup cup on the table and put it under Shui Miaomiao's mouth.
Otherwise, Shui Miaomiao had to swallow it. After trying to no avail, Shui Miaomiao was even a little tempted to vomit, and hesitantly spit it on the lid.
"I remember, on the fairy boat back to the Ancient Immortal Sect from the Immortal Alliance, Sibu washed some mushrooms in the kitchen. You smelled the smell and immediately vomited."
Wen Renxian put the soup lid on the table.
That was so far away, Shui Miaomiao squinted her eyes as she recalled, but couldn't remember it at all. Since Wen Renxian can still remember, is he a person with high cultivation and good memory?
"Shiitake mushrooms are famous for their fragrance, can't you smell it?"
Shui Miaomiao subconsciously took a step back and swallowed nervously.
"Me, me, me." Shui Miaomiao lowered her head, pretending to find a handkerchief and wipe her mouth.
Wen Renxian gently lifted Shui Miaomiao's chin, held back his sleeves, and wiped the corners of Shui Miaomiao's mouth.
Uncle Master, do you still remember that you are a mysophobic person!
Xian Yanxian Zun held the wine glass tightly and stared at Wen Renxian, becoming more and more confused about him.
"What do I smell like?"
With a 'click', the wine glass in Xianyan Xianzun's hand fell into pieces.
Junior uncle, do you know that if I were to listen to your words in a private setting, you would be nakedly teasing me!
Shui Miaomiao was also stunned for a moment.
However, Wen Renxian's expression was dull and he repeatedly asked the question: "What is one plus one equal?"
"The smell of glass snow?"
It seems that I heard them say that Wen Renxian doesn't like the fragrance, but he doesn't hate the fragrance of Lixue. There is nothing wrong with saying this.
Wen Renxian suddenly smiled, released Shui Miaomiao's chin, turned around and strode out. The next second, his expression was serious as if he was going to go out and kill someone.
The Hidden Immortal Sword placed at the top jumped past Shui Miaomiao and flew out with a swish.
"Junior sister." Xianyan Xianzun stood up from his seat, wiped the wine on his hands, with a look of helplessness on his face, and gestured to Sanzhuo outside the side hall to follow Wen Renxian,
"Chengxian Lingjun has just come out of seclusion. In order to consolidate the gains from seclusion, he usually uses some incense to concentrate. The one in the side hall is agarwood incense, and agarwood incense and lixue incense are completely opposite."
"What's wrong with your sense of smell?" Jiuchengqiu couldn't help but ask.
