Tai Xuan Jing

Li Qianmo has always been a vegetarian in Xiaoyao Valley, and he had no money to buy meat when he was at home. He couldn't bear it when he saw such a fragrant roast leg of lamb. He immediately took a big bite, and his mouth was full of oil, and his mouth and nose were full of aroma. Yes, he didn't have time to swallow his mouth full of meat, so he gave a thumbs up and praised repeatedly: "Mmm, it's delicious, it's so fragrant!"

His mouth was stuffed with mutton, and his speech was slurred, but Bai Mu could see that he was praising himself, and he was very happy, and grinned again.

The two gobbled up the leg of lamb, and then they were satisfied. His white eyes were lively and active, and he couldn't rest for a moment. He felt suffocated while staying in the room, so he rushed out of the room to take a stroll on the Tianji Peak.

It wasn't until the sun was setting that he came back from the deep mountains. Li Qianmo had just finished practicing and came to the square in front of the pavilion to blow a breeze. Seeing Bai Mu coming back, he asked with a light smile, "Is it fun in the mountains?"

"It's fun." Bai Mu said, pulling out a fat wild boar from the cornucopia with a flick of his hand, and said happily, "The wild boar here is so fat, the meat must be delicious."

Li Qianmo came over to take a closer look, and found that the wild boar's head had been smashed into a big hole, and blood was flowing all over its head, which was very ferocious.

"Wait a minute, I'll cook it now, hehe, the meat I roast is unparalleled in the world." Bai Mule Diandian took out a sharp knife and began to peel the skin and dirt. The skin was peeled, and the internal organs were removed.

After finishing the wild boar, Baimu took out a thick wooden stick from the cornucopia, sharpened the end, put the wild boar on it, and then set up a bonfire to start roasting the meat. , the purple flames licked the flesh, roasting the whole body golden, the ointment dripped and sizzled, and the rich aroma penetrated into Li Qianmo's nose, making him gulp and swallow his saliva.

Baimu was seriously roasting the wild pork, and suddenly shook his head and sighed.

Seeing this, Li Qianmo wondered, "Why are you sighing for no reason?"

Bai Mu grinned and said: "My barbecue technique is very good, but without good firewood, this meat cannot reach the top taste."

Li Qianmo asked curiously: "Then what kind of firewood is good?"

"Hey, if you want to talk about good firewood, it is of course red sandalwood. The meat roasted with red sandalwood is not only tender and smooth, but also has a unique fragrance of red sandalwood. You can smell that fragrance for two or three days after eating... "The so-called specialization in the arts, Baimu is good at this, and when he mentions this, his eyebrows dance with joy, and he can't stop talking about it.

Li Qianmo met such an interesting "person" for the first time in his life. He quietly listened to his talk and asked a few questions from time to time. He had never heard of these novel things in his life. Objective felt extremely surprised after the long speech, and happily chatted with him endlessly.

For 20 days in a row, Baimu went to the mountains to catch birds and animals every day, and when he came back, he roasted it with Li Qianmo. He had a large intestine, and he could eat all the wild game every time he hunted it down. It was no problem to eat a wild boar alone. The days of the two were very happy.

But on the day of No.20, Baimu never came back after going out, the moon was already high in the sky, and he was still missing. Li Qianmo was worried that he might cause trouble, so he went to the mountains to look for him.

He flew over the mountain forest with Yujian, shouting as he flew, and searched for an hour. He visited the whole mountain, but he didn't see Bai Mu.

Standing on the flying sword, Li Qianmo stared at the vast night in a daze, and kept screaming in his heart: "Baimu, where did you die, don't let anything happen..."

After searching for nothing for a long time, he returned in frustration, and decided to look for it at dawn tomorrow, which would be more convenient. When he was close to the Tianji Pavilion, he saw a bright light on the Tianji Platform from a distance, and he was overjoyed. When I landed on the Tianjitai, Baimu was grilling meat in front of the bonfire, and two huge pheasants were spinning on the dead tree branches. fragrance.

"What a delicious pheasant." Li Qianmo walked over with a smile and praised it loudly.

"Hey." Bai Mu turned his head and grinned, "That is, today I will let you see my real craft."

Li Qianmo walked up to him and sat down, looked at the browned pheasant, swallowed, and asked, "How long will it take to eat?"

"Hurry up, hurry up, don't worry, it won't taste good if it's not too hot." Bai Mu licked his tongue while stirring the stand, staring straight at the two roast chickens, as if he was afraid that they would fly away.

After a while, Baimu let out a "ha" laugh, took off the branch with the roast chicken, snapped it into two pieces, handed one to Li Qianmo, and said cheerfully, "Try it quickly!" craftsmanship."

Li Qianmo took it in his hand and smelled it, the tangy fragrance almost made his saliva flow out, he couldn't bear the temptation of the fragrance anymore, and bit down.

The chicken entered the mouth, the juice flowed horizontally, it was extremely delicious, refreshing and smooth, and there was also a magical fragrance, which lingered in his mouth and nose for a long time, making him feel as if he was sitting on a cloud. Baimu saw him devouring the chicken , Grinning happily: "How, is it delicious, is it delicious?"

Li Qianmo didn't even have the time to answer him, he kept gnawing on the roast chicken with both hands, kept nodding, and answered "hmm" in his mouth, like a pig.

Bai Mu saw that he was more comfortable than being praised, and happily started eating roast chicken.

After a while, the two roasted chickens were left with only a pile of bones. Li Qianmo stroked his belly with unsatisfied interest, and asked happily: "Baimu, I didn't expect your roasted chicken to be so delicious. The roasted chicken in the past is incomparable to today's." .”

Bai Mu said brightly: "Then how can it be the same, this is baked with red sandalwood."

Li Qianmo was startled when he heard the words: "There are still red sandalwood in this mountain?"

Baimu waved his hands carelessly: "Which one is from the mountain? It's from the five palaces. I went in and picked up a bunch of red sandalwood. Hehe, I'm lucky."

"Five-tone Palace?" Li Qianmo's eyebrows twitched, feeling bad.

"Yes, it's the Five-tone Palace, the big characters on the forehead, who wrote the characters in the middle, it's so hard to recognize, I almost didn't recognize it, and there are seven threads stretched on the red sandalwood, it's strange." Bai Mule Hehe said, "Also, this chicken is not an ordinary chicken. Hey, I didn't expect you to raise such a chicken in Laoshizigu. It's like a spiritual beast. The meat tastes different, ahhaha... ..."

Li Qianmo's eyes widened when he heard this, and his face was full of horror. He vaguely felt what the white eyes were roasting, and what was the red sandalwood.

He hurriedly stood up and looked around, and finally saw a pile of feathers not far away. He rushed over and turned it over to see that there were black and white. It was like a clock was beating in his mind, his ears were ringing, and his eyes were dazed.

"Hey, what are you doing flipping chicken feathers, and that stuff is not edible." He stared at Li Qianmo with a puzzled look on his face.

"Where are those seven strands!" Li Qianmo turned around and asked loudly.

Baimu pointed to the old locust tree: "It's at the root of the tree."

Li Qianmo rushed under the old locust tree, and sure enough, he saw a few crystal silk threads shining under the light of the fire. These are not ordinary silk, they are clearly seven strings, and they are extremely precious materials such as snow mountain spirit silk made.

He stared at the strings in his hand in a daze, his mind went blank, and Baimu called him several times without any response.

After a long time, he turned around slowly, with dull eyes and said: "Bai Mu, what you roasted is not chicken, but a crane from Hei Hei Xuan, and what you roast is not red sandalwood, but the magic weapon Guqin of the disciples of Wuyin Palace."