The autumn wind rises and the dragon sings

Chapter 96 I’m obsessed with cooking and received a wedding invitation

"I understand Xian Shou's kindness, but I am just a disciple..." The pain that kept coming from his heart almost made him unable to stand still. He knew that this was the remaining obsession of the original body, and he did not fall down suddenly. Thinking about seniority, Feng Chou could only sigh apologetically: "In my remaining memory, I only recognize one person as my master, please forgive me for refusing."

"It doesn't matter." Feng Chou's other refusal was expected by Cang, but he also vaguely got some information from the words. He thought to himself, with no other expression on his face: "It was me who was rude, and it was me and Mr. Feng who Xia does not have such a fate, but Feng Shaoxia and Xuanzong have a close fate, and I would like to ask Feng Shaoxia to no longer exclude people from entering the vast sky."

Uh, is he being obvious?

Feng Chou felt helpless. He really needed to practice his acting skills, but he said nothing more and nodded in agreement.

After some words, the atmosphere between the two was much more relaxed than before. After learning that it was not the reason for being too serious, Cang no longer put on an inexplicably gentle look. Feng Chou was really relaxed. Take a breath.

It’s really great that Senior Brother Cang’s character has not collapsed.

God knows how worried he was in the past few days. If it weren't for the vest, he really wanted to ask Senior Brother Cang what happened?But he can't have his character destroyed before he even appears.

As the chief culprit, Dao Wuyu didn't know that his instructions almost left a psychological shadow on the junior. When Feng Chou was alone sorting out the herbs that had not yet been dried, he asked aloud: "What are you doing, little friend?" Is the master in question a member of Xuanzong? 』

"Maybe, after all..." Fengchou bowed his head to sort out the herbs, a faint bitter taste drifted away, and his tone contained a complicated meaning: "The identity of Xuanzong Daozi is the most likely one among the life experiences that this junior is looking for."

"To be able to teach a person with such a character as my little friend, his ability and mind are extraordinary. "I think he has been the sect leader of Xuanzong for so many years, but he has never discovered such a person, which is really unworthy of his status as the sect leader.

Dao Wuyu couldn't help but sigh.

Feng Chou couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth when he heard the words. Although he knew that Dao Wuyu was sincerely praising him, he just felt that something was strange about it.

"I just don't know if my master is safe..." Fengchou rubbed the green herbs in his hands with a sad tone, but his face was expressionless. After all, the person was floating next to him.

"What if..." After a pause, Dao Wuyu didn't mean to mention it. It was just that in the battle between Dao Demons, numerous disciples of his disciples were killed and injured. The juniors in front of him lost their original memories and had to think of the worst possibility.

Sighing, Dao Wuyu continued: "If I can live again in the world one day, my little friend, would you like to worship me as your teacher?" 』

After saying that, he looked at the junior he had always been optimistic about with a warm smile. Perhaps due to psychological effects, he unconsciously thought of another familiar figure wearing white robes.

Feng Chou's figure froze, but his heart began to beat uncontrollably, as if he was very excited and joyful. He felt in a daze for a moment, and the words came out of his mouth: "Okay."

Unexpectedly, the other party would actually agree. Dao Wuyu couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. When he regained consciousness and looked again, he had already gone to the other side to sort out the herbs. He looked like he was running away, and he couldn't help but curl his lower lip. horn.

Here, Feng Chou was lowering his head to sort out the herbs, while cursing the unreliable system. The promised control was given to him. This was the first time he was out of control.

In short, the topic passed like this, and Dao Wuyu didn't mention it again. He just smiled with a hint of bitterness in it. After saying a few words, he went to the room where Cang was.

Feng Chou didn't think much after seeing him. He just thought that Dao Wuyu thought of his original self through him again and went to see his apprentice to resolve the matter.

The day passed like this, and no one mentioned the topic of recruiting disciples again. In the evening, they still tried to integrate the two forces. After failure as expected, they went back to their rooms to rest.

Early the next morning, when the warm sun fell on the threshold, Fengchou had already washed himself up. After putting the white jade crown on the top of his hair, he took the curtain hat and put it on, arranged the white gauze, and opened the door. out.

But I saw the figure of the purple-robed Taoist in the courtyard. This time he did not wear the heavy-looking crown. His long chestnut hair was neatly combed behind him, as if he had just washed it, and the slightly curly hair was still curled. There was water dripping down.

The lavender eyelashes hang down on the eyelids, and the golden-red early sun shines on the Taoist. His expression is calm and comfortable, as if he is about to ascend to immortality.

Looking at Senior Brother Cang like this, Fengchou felt like a fake Taoist priest again. After saying a simple hello to him, before the morning sun was not so hot, he picked up the medicine basket and went out to pick herbs.

After Feng Chou left, no patients came to the door, so Cang just basked in the sun quietly without using any internal force, intending to just let the moisture on her hair slowly evaporate.

After sitting alone for a while, seeing that Feng Chou hadn't come back yet, Cang took out the tea set and slowly brewed tea. The dense water vapor overflowed little by little from the clouds and flowing water, and the elegant tea fragrance wafted under the warm sun, rendering a Tranquil and peaceful atmosphere.

It was almost noon when Feng Chou came back from outside. He only saw neatly arranged blue and white tea sets in the courtyard, but Cang was nowhere to be seen.

He must have gone back to his room and read a book.Feng Chou didn't pay too much attention. He took out the herbs and put them away as usual. He was about to go into the kitchen to make lunch when he smelled a burning smell at the door.

"Squeak-"

The next second, the door opened in front of him, and Cang, whose hair was tied up with a purple hairband, appeared at the door, holding a plate of burnt black objects whose original color could not be seen in his hand. He just bumped into Fengchou.

"Cough..." After a moment of silence, Feng Chou coughed a few times, breaking the somewhat strange atmosphere: "Are you hungry, Xian Shou?"

After asking, Feng Chou felt that the atmosphere became even weirder. Fortunately, Cang didn't mind and just replied: "I saw it was getting late, so I had nothing to do so I wanted to try it..."

As he spoke, he looked at the results in his hands with a slightly confused expression: "I've seen Cuishanxing do it before. The process is obviously the same, so why is the final result unsatisfactory?"

"Maybe it's because the heat was not controlled well. Just cook it a few more times." Unable to directly say that it was due to poor cooking skills, Feng Chou coughed a few more times and consoled him: "After Xian Shou returns, let Cui If Master Shanxing demonstrates it a few times, he should be able to do it, and leave the rest to me. Just wait outside for a while."

Cang nodded, took the plate and left the kitchen. Fengchou stopped thinking about dealing with the failed dish and did not continue to pay attention.He turned around and entered the kitchen.

After checking it, I found that except for the vegetables, which were a little messy, there were no other problems. Compared with the friend who burned down the kitchen, Senior Brother Cang's situation was considered the best.

Perhaps, in terms of cooking skills, Senior Brother Cang still has some talent.

After simply making three dishes and one soup, the two of them sat in the courtyard and started eating.During the meal, Feng Choubie suddenly discovered that there was a purple ribbon missing from Cang's right sleeve. His eyes unconsciously fell on the hair ribbon, feeling that he seemed to know something terrible.

After eating, Cang went back to the room. Feng Chou thought that he was going to comb his hair that looked like a three-story dressing table. Suddenly, he felt that Shao Bai's hair style was quite easy to style, and it didn't look too heavy, otherwise He would rather meditate and sleep.

The breeze blew by, and there was a faint scent of medicine mixed with some smoke in the air. When I raised my eyes slightly, the first thing that caught my eye was a touch of warm apricot yellow, with white clothes beside me, mainly bordered by green lines. , showing a somewhat miserable figure.

Mu Shaoai and Yu Ren are not deer?Why are they here?Fengchou wiped the water on his hands, put on his gloves, and then walked out of the shade.

"Oops~ I heard that Dr. Feng was targeted by the Awakening Evil One. I wonder if he was injured or anything. Medicine Master, I want to show off my skills for once." Mu Shaoyi shook the yellow bamboo pipe in his hand, and his words didn't sound right. Serious, but genuine concern.

Feng Chou, who knew that the other party had this kind of personality, didn't care. With a smile on his face, he said in a calm tone: "It's not serious, it's just that the appearance of the Awakening Evil One was too strange. I analyzed it later and found that He is here for Mr. Yu Ren, the pharmacist needs to pay more attention."

"Ah, Yu Zai told me when he came back. I will be careful, old man." Mu Shaoai, who was glared at again, smiled indifferently. Feng Chou didn't raise the corner of his mouth, and was about to ask the two of them the purpose of coming here. , something has been stuffed into his hand.

When I looked down, I saw a big red post with a big gilded "囍" character on it.Feng Chou immediately guessed what it was, looked at the two people in front of him with strange eyes, and blurted out, "Are you getting married?"

"Cough cough cough..." Mu Shaoai was choked directly, and a thin layer of halo flew out on his face. Yu Renfei was stunned for a moment, and then quickly turned his head away, the tips of his ears were reddish.

Huh?Could it be that he was right?Feng Chou was even more surprised, but since people had already come to send wedding invitations, he might as well say something nice: "Congratulations... But, you are getting married on the same day? Are the two girls that you, Medicine Master, like?" , must be knowledgeable and sensible..."

"Ahem... I'm sure she's knowledgeable and sensible, but it's a pity she's not our girl." Mu Shaoai coughed, and although there was an indifferent smile on his face, Feng Chou still felt a little embarrassed, and looked at the tips of his ears. The red Yuren was not a deer, and his expression was speechless: "Did you misunderstand something?"

"Uh..." Mu Shaoai was choked for a moment, and then changed the subject, looking as guilty as possible: "This is the wedding invitation issued by Guiliang Bingfu. Today is the great wedding of Mr. Guiliang Feiyu and Miss Yan Qingcheng. On that day, there just happened to be an extra portion. If Dr. Feng has nothing to do, how about having a wedding drink with us?"

Guiliang Bingfu... Fengchou's hand holding the wedding invitation tightened unconsciously, and he suddenly thought of the plot this time. Although Yuren Feizhan's master Lone Que is still alive, Yuren Feizhan may not accidentally kill him because of this. Ghost Liang Feiyu, and then let Mu Shaoai die in his place...

But looking at the dark aura faintly revealed between Mu Shaoai's brows, and having learned Xuanzong techniques for so long, Feng Choubie naturally knew what it meant, and wanted to persuade the two of them not to go, but he had no position to stop it, my friend. My son is getting married, how could I not go?
"Doctor Feng? What's wrong with you?" Mu Shaoai noticed that the person in front of him was in a bad mood, even a little sad. Thinking of the other person's ability to visualize the future, he was about to ask, but Feng Chou had already nodded. accepted.

"I'll go in and say goodbye to a friend first. Can the pharmacist please wait here for a moment?" No matter what, it's okay to take care of someone in the past. If you can save one, you can still be considered a friend.

Mu Shaoai was stunned for a moment, and then realized that there was another person's aura in Biechou's residence, but it gave people a pure and awe-inspiring feeling, and it was somewhat similar to the aura on Jiu Fangqi he had seen. He should also be from Xuanzong. .

Putting down his guard, Mu Shaoai watched Feng Chou sneak into a room. However, when he closed the door, he still saw a half-disappearing figure of the banished immortal. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: This friend made by Doctor Feng , all of them have extraordinary cultivation.

"Xian Shou." Cang was flipping through books when Feng Chou came in. Sensing that the other party's mood was not right, he took out a bamboo leaf from somewhere and put it in the place where he was reading. After making a simple bookmark, he waited for Feng Chou. Don't go on talking.

"I have to go out for something. I may be back a little late. Please forgive me." Feng Chou hid the worries in his heart very well. There was no problem in his tone. Cang Ye just looked at him. Holding the gilded wedding invitation in his hand, he nodded lightly and said, "It doesn't matter, guests are welcome. Young Master Feng can just go ahead and I will make arrangements myself."

Feng Chou nodded absently, then saw Cang took out something and handed it over: "Young Master Feng should take this thing with you first, just in case."

Feng Chou couldn't help but look at Cang in surprise when he saw it was something like an amulet. He still had a calm expression.Feng Chou, who couldn't see anything, reached out to take it. After putting it on his body, he thanked him and turned around to leave.

Cang looked at the closed book in front of him and closed his eyes for a moment. The blood-stained scene passed by in a flash, and his thoughts slowly flowed: A bad star is coming... I hope it is as the hexagram said, and today is just a trip with no danger...

The breeze blew in from outside the half-open door, and her hair flew up with the direction of the wind, blurring the expression on her face.

(End of this chapter)