Late autumn.
The northern part of Nanzhao Kingdom.
Next to the official road, in a corner of the lobby of an inn called Donglai, five young people sat around a table covered with oil stains.
These five people were Cao Yi and his party who came from Shushan.
Originally, Zhao Ling'er's cheap grandma, Mrs. Jiang, was also coming.
He was rejected by Cao Yi.
This trip to Nanzhao is very risky. If you are young and have poor cultivation, you should not join in the fun.
"Xiaoer, where did you go? I'm starving to death!"
Lin Yueru slapped the table with a hungry look on her face, the eldest lady was full of temper.
Li Xiaoyao, Zhao Linger, and Liu Jinyuan also looked hungry.
Along the way from Shushan to Nanzhao, they were tortured miserably by Cao Yi.
The body was completely sealed and was no different from an ordinary person. All valuables were taken away and no food was given.
Living and sleeping in the open air all the way, he was almost like a beggar.
People like Li Xiaoyao who grew up at the bottom couldn't hold on anymore.
Not to mention the well-dressed Zhao Linger, Lin Yueru, and Liu Jinyuan.
If she hadn't known that she couldn't defeat Cao Yi, the grumpy Lin Yueru would have already taken action.
"Come here, come here, what are you shouting about?"
The waiter came over with two wooden plates with an impatient look on his face.
Glancing at Lin Yueru, who was dirty and dark-skinned, he curled his lips and placed two plates on the greasy table. Then, he placed three plates of dark noodles and five bowls of water on the table.
The movement was very casual, and a lot of water splashed on Lin Yueru.
"you wanna die"
Lin Yueru stood up quickly and grabbed the child's collar.
Unexpectedly, the waiter's strength was not weak at all, and he pushed Lin Yueru away.
"you"
Lin Yueru's angry eyebrows stood up.
The child said disdainfully: "It's smelly and dirty, and you're still a young lady. If it weren't for the fact that the Taoist priest's clothes are relatively clean, I wouldn't let you in."
After saying that, he walked away proudly.
Lin Yueru stamped her feet, sat down, and complained to Cao Yi, who was like an outsider: "Taoist Master, when can you restore our cultivation?"
"It is impossible to restore cultivation"
Cao Yi refused without thinking.
These four little guys.
Except for the low-level Li Xiaoyao, everyone has a good background. It is difficult to become a talent without polishing it.
For example, Lin Yueru, the daughter of the leader of the Southern Wulin League and the second generation of Wu, has been doted on since she was a child.
Liu Jinyuan, the number one scholar in Jinke, had so many books at home that even the leader of the Moon Worshiping Sect would envy him. He was at least a second-generation scholar.
Not to mention Zhao Linger, a descendant of Nuwa, the second generation of gods.
In the original plot, what they did was, to put it bluntly, a group of second-generation guys who were just starting out and had little experience getting together to save the world.
The result, not much.
Gained love and sacrificed life.
"Taoist Master, please"
Lin Yueru stood up, ran behind Cao Yi, and kept beating Cao Yi on the back.
"It's impossible to restore your cultivation level."
Cao Yi said.
"Then we can improve the food, okay?"
Lin Yueru retreated and settled for the next best thing.
Cao Yi glanced at the hard-to-look-at noodles on the table, nodded and said, "Okay."
Then with a thought, a money bag appeared in Lin Yueru's hand.
If you have money, you are a master!
Lin Yueru, who comes from a powerful martial arts family, understands this deeply.
She slapped the money bag on the table and shouted: "Xiaoer"
"What's the matter?"
The waiter came out of the kitchen impatiently.
Lin Yueru untied the money bag and poured it on the table.
A pleasant sound of crashing sounded.
The waiter's face was filled with a smile as if by magic. He trotted over and asked very politely: "What do you want to eat?"
"Why are you being so arrogant in front of you and respectful in the back?"
Lin Yueru used an idiom that Liu Jinyuan taught her on the way.
The waiter didn't understand, and the smile on his face didn't change.
"I am very hungry now and want to eat meat. What kind of roast lamb or pig do you have?"
Lin Yueru asked casually.
"I just killed a fat sheep this morning."
The waiter said immediately.
"Then one, two white chickens, five kilograms of beef, and two jugs of wine."
Lin Yueru wanted a lot.
She was really hungry.
"Okay, one roasted whole lamb, two white-chopped chickens, five kilograms of beef, and two jugs of wine."
The child shouted and ran into the kitchen.
Not long after, the boy brought two chickens, five kilograms of beef, and two jugs of wine.
"I'm starving to death"
Lin Yueru ate it hungrily.
"Evil girl, your eating image is too ugly."
Li Xiaoyao talked about Lin Yueru, but he was not angry at all.
Liu Jinyuan, on the other hand, remained silent, and Zhao Ling'er ate very gracefully.
Looking at the four people, Cao Yi had the illusion that Li Xiaoyao and Lin Yueru were a couple, and Liu Jinyuan and Zhao Ling'er were a couple.
"Taoist Priest, why don't you eat?"
Lin Yueru asked confusedly when she saw that Cao Yi didn't move his chopsticks.
"Eat yours"
Cao Yi said calmly.
Lin Yueru didn't say anything after hearing this, and started eating by herself.
Not eating meat for many days has ruined her life.
"Um"
Cao Yi suddenly raised his head and looked outside.
An old friend has arrived.
"I come with my sword and ride on the wind to ward off demons. There is wine and joy in the world. Without wine, I would be crazy."
I can drink up all the rivers in one drink, swallow up the sun and moon again with another drink, I can't get drunk from a thousand cups, but I am the wine-swordsman. "
A sound of poetry recited came from outside.
"It's Senior Sword Immortal. No, it's Master. Still wrong, it's Uncle Mo."
Li Xiaoyao threw down a chicken bone and stood up.
Everyone else also stopped.
A somewhat slovenly Taoist priest staggered in with a wine gourd in his hand.
“Where did the sloppy Taoist priest come from?”
The child emerged from the kitchen.
"roll"
Lin Yueru threw a chicken bone over.
The waiter quickly shrank back.
"Senior Brother Mo, there really is no place in life where we don't meet each other."
Cao Yi said with a smile.
Jiujianxian came over, pulled a chair from the side, sat down and said, "Junior brother, your punch was so powerful that it knocked me two thousand miles away."
Li Xiaoyao and others were stunned. This was the first time they heard about this.
"It's not my fault, I asked you beforehand"
Cao Yi said.
"I should also thank you. If I hadn't come to Nanzhao, I wouldn't have met you."
Halfway through, Jiujianxian suddenly stopped.
"What happened?"
Li Xiaoyao asked curiously.
The Jiujianxian didn't answer him. Instead, his face sank and he said, "Why, when we have a new master, we forget about the old master. We have chickens to eat, but we don't know how to show filial piety to him."
"How can I? If I forget anyone, I will never forget you."
Li Xiaoyao smiled and gave Jiu Jianxian a piece of chicken.
Jiu Jianxian picked up a pair of chopsticks, picked it up, put it in his mouth, chewed it a few times, and his eyes suddenly narrowed into crescent moons.
"Master, have you been hungry for many days?"
Li Xiaoyao asked in confusion when he saw that Jiu Jianxian's eating was even more exaggerated than his own.
"I am a Taoist priest and I cannot eat meat casually. I haven't eaten meat in a long time."
Jiujianxian said casually.
"Then you still eat?"
Li Xiaoyao said.
"Apprentices respect their masters, but masters do anything for them."
Jiujianxian looked helpless as if he was forced to eat meat.
Li Xiaoyao: "Haha"
Lin Yueru: "Haha"
Liu Jinyuan: "..."
Zhao Ling'er: "..."
Cao Yi: "..."
At this time, a group of people wearing Nanzhao costumes walked in.
