"Brother, there's no way you can kneel down like this." Ruan Li saw that the jade stones under Ning Xiaoyao's knees were polished by his kneeling, and he couldn't help but said: "How about I help you beg for mercy from the master? He The old man is not an unreasonable person."
Although Senior Brother Xiaoyao made a big mistake, as long as he admits his mistakes sincerely and has the intention to repent, kneeling like this won't change anything.
"No, don't worry about senior brother." Ning Xiaoyao refused: "Master asked me to kneel all the time. He has his own reasons. When the time comes, he will let me get up."
"Just think of me as air, don't look at me."
Hearing what he said, Ruan Li could only curl his lips helplessly, and King Ming in his arms began to scream. Ning Xiaoyao reminded: "You have to feed it some things like spiritual grains and spiritual rice. I see it digging in the soil every day, as if looking for bugs, but there are no bugs for it to eat in this yard."
Although the spiritual bird will not starve to death, it still needs to eat. Otherwise, over time, the spiritual energy in its body will dissipate, and it will really turn into an ordinary chicken.
She has been so busy lately that she has neglected King Ming for a while.
It's just that Linggu Lingmi can only go to the kitchen to find it. There is nothing left or right for the time being, so Ruan Li carries Prince Ming to the sect's kitchen.
The kitchen is very large. Since the daily spiritual food of the sect disciples is prepared and supplied by the kitchen, there are many people here, no less than those in Shennong Hall.
Seeing Ruan Li looking around with a chicken in his arms, many disciples in the kitchen cast their eyes on him, and some even recognized Ruan Li.
"Junior sister, the kitchen is an important area, and no one else is allowed to enter without permission!"
Someone blocked Ruan Li's way.
Ruan Li quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, senior brother, I'll borrow some spiritual grain and rice to feed my chickens!"
The man certainly saw the chicken in Ruan Li's arms, but these spiritual birds were raised at the foot of the mountain. He had never seen anyone raising spiritual birds in the sect.
Moreover, after these spiritual birds were fattened on weekdays, they would be killed and made into spiritual food for the disciples to eat. Could this chicken have escaped from their kitchen?
Thinking of this, the disciple reached out to pick up Prince Ming from Ruan Li's arms and said, "Give him to me. Look at this size, he doesn't need to be fed anymore and can be eaten!"
"Ah?" Ruan Li was startled, turned slightly to protect the innocent-looking Ming Wang, and hurriedly explained: "Senior Brother, I misunderstood. This chicken was given to me by Master, not killed to eat."
The man's hand froze in mid-air in embarrassment: "Uh... So that's it..."
Everyone watching the excitement couldn't help laughing.
"Junior sister is here to ask for food for this spiritual bird?" someone asked upon seeing this.
Ruan Li nodded: "I don't want more, a handful is enough."
The disciples in several kitchens looked at each other, but the expressions on their faces were somewhat meaningful.
In the end, the senior brother next to her who wanted to kill the chicken told her: "Uncle Dishan has always had the final say in the kitchen. He is not easy to talk to. I'm afraid you won't be able to get the rice."
"Uncle Dishan?" Ruan Li had never heard of it.
The people around also nodded, and someone reminded Ruan Li: "Junior sister, hurry up and go with your chicken. If Uncle Dishan sees your chicken, he will be detained by you if you can't keep it intact. In our kitchen, there is no one." A chicken can make it out alive!”
What's the point? Ruan Li frowned!
Could Uncle Dishan still snatch her own chicken?
But looking at the vows made by several people, Ruan Li felt scared. She didn't want Prince Ming to become chicken soup.
"I'm sorry for bothering you fellow seniors!" Ruan Li said to several people before turning around and leaving.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, his way was blocked by a round belly.
Ruan Li looked up along the belly and saw a full beard, and two huge nostrils that were contracting to exhale at him.
This man was tall and burly. Ruan Li could only reach his belly, so he had to look up to see him clearly.
"master!"
"Uncle Master!"
It wasn't until some people in the yard called him master and some called him uncle that Ruan Li realized what he was doing and quickly lowered his head: "I've met uncle."
Di Shan didn't look at Ruan Li, and stared at King Ming with eyes as big as eggs, which made King Ming tremble in Ruan Li's arms.
Could this be the natural fear of food for cooks?
As if sensing Prince Ming's uneasiness, Ruan Li quietly pressed Prince Ming's head into his arms, while he quietly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Because Master Dishan's air pressure was too strong, just having this giant body standing in front of him doubled the pressure.
"Where did the chicken come from?"
Dishan finally spoke, his rough voice filled with bubbles and a wild oiliness.
Ruan Li said matter-of-factly: "Come back to my uncle, the master brought it back from the mountain. He said it was given to his disciples by the seniors at the mountain."
"Are you Ruan Li?" Di Shan seemed to have a guess when he heard this.
Ruan Li: "Yes, disciple Ruan Li."
The atmosphere was stagnant for a moment, and everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.
After a while, Dishan said: "Keep an eye on it. If it comes into the kitchen that day, I will kill the soup!"
King Ming shrank, obviously understanding.
But listening to Uncle Dishan's words, it seems that Prince Ming will not be detained today.
All the senior brothers who were worried about Ruan Li breathed a sigh of relief.
"Disciple... I want to give this spiritual bird some spiritual rice to eat." Ruan Li suddenly said.
The disciples' hearts suddenly became excited again.
Why doesn’t this junior sister know how to accept it as soon as it’s good? Uncle Master didn't ask for her chicken, so he didn't hurry up and run away with the chicken, but he dared to open his mouth and ask for spiritual rice?
Sure enough, Di Shan's face turned cold when he heard this: "Lingmi?"
"I only have spiritual rice here that people can eat, not spiritual rice that chickens can eat!"
After saying that, Di Shan walked around Ruan Li and walked inside.
Ruan Li exhaled a big breath and found that his palms were all sweaty.
The senior brother on the side tugged at her clothes and whispered: "The spiritual rice and spiritual rice are all processed at the foot of the mountain before being sent to the sect. Those high-quality spiritual rice and spiritual rice are made for the disciples to eat. The leftovers are Only those with defects will be fed to spiritual birds.”
"Uncle Dishan is most interested in food. He will definitely not give you the best spiritual rice from the kitchen to feed the chickens!"
It turned out to be like this, Ruan Li understood now.
"I was rash, thank you for your advice, senior brother!" Ruan Li felt ashamed, but he also understood Senior Uncle Di Shan's displeasure.
As for King Ming's food, the worst she can do is go down the mountain tomorrow and go to the ruins to get him some defective rice.
However, just as Ruan Li was about to leave, Di Shan's voice suddenly sounded from behind him: "You do some work for me, and I'll give you a helping hand."
Ruan Li was stunned for a moment, and when he looked back, he saw that Master Dishan's figure had long since disappeared in the yard.
A senior brother pointed to the door of the inner courtyard of the kitchen and reminded Ruan Li: "It's inside, go quickly!"
King Ming in his arms raised his head and looked at Ruan Li pitifully with his black bean-like eyes, as if begging her not to go, it wouldn't eat!
But Ruan Li obviously wouldn't leave, so he made up his mind and followed Di Shan into the inner courtyard!
