All Heavens Start with Lu Xiaofeng

The next day.

Shitou said goodbye early because of something.

In the backyard of the inn, Zhou Yixian started to tidy up his fortune-telling stall after having breakfast.

Although he got 200 taels of silver from Yu Liancheng, which was enough for him to eat and drink for a long time, but one cannot just sit and eat.

Xiaohuan was sitting on the stool next to her, with her little feet dangling, eating candied haws, and didn't go up to help, making Zhou Xian roll her eyes and complain endlessly: "I eat candied haws all day, and I'll damage my teeth later on." It's good for you."

As time passed, Zhou Yixian found a new bamboo pole and canvas, wrote "Yiguaqianjin" on the canvas, tied it to the bamboo pole, wiped the sweat from his head, and finally finished it.

It was almost noon, and it was time for lunch.Suddenly a shadow enveloped him, and a pair of human feet appeared before his eyes.

Zhou Yixian was taken aback, and thought: "Could it be that the monk yesterday thought that 200 taels of silver was too expensive, so he wanted to come and grab it back? This old man has been around the world for more than a hundred years, and today he still wants to fall into the hands of a little bald donkey?"

"Are you still looking at people?"

While ignoring the random thoughts, he heard a gentle and calm voice, faintly familiar.

Zhou Yixian stood up and looked up, only to see a middle-aged man in front of him, with thin brows and square face, elegant eyebrows, piercing eyes and full forehead.With his hands behind his back, he looks elegant and has an aura that is not angry but majestic.Wearing a Confucian robe, there is a lavender jade pendant around his waist, which is crystal clear and has a hint of auspiciousness.

Zhou Yixian's expression suddenly became very strange, he stared at the person in front of him like a nail.In the look of astonishment, there was a bit of excitement, a bit of relief, and a bit of vicissitudes.

Xiaohuan blinked her big eyes and looked at Grandpa, the expression on Grandpa who was always greedy for money would turn into such a strange expression.Just as he was about to say something, Zhou Yixian took out a few pennies from his pocket and gave it to Xiaohuan: "Xiaohuan, go buy candied haws, and grandpa will ask you to eat later."

Xiaohuan was taken aback, faintly seeing that something was wrong.But after all, he was still a child, so he didn't think too much about it. He immediately responded, took the copper coins, and ran out. The candied haws are more important.

Zhou Yixian and the middle-aged man stood facing each other, looking at each other.

After a while, the middle-aged man finally said slowly: "How many years have we not seen each other?"

Zhou Yixian looked into the distance with a complicated expression: "It's been decades, how time flies."

The middle-aged man hehe said: "You are wandering around the world now, wandering around the world, but you are living a life of a god. It is not in vain that you have a fairy character in your name."

Zhou Yixian looked at the middle-aged man, and a mocking smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth: "If you want to live like me, what's the problem?"

The man smiled, looked up at Gao Miao, and slowly uttered a few words: "I am different from you."

The sarcasm on the corner of Zhou Yixian's mouth was even more serious: "You are naturally different from me. Since you were young, you have always had a strong heart for power. Now, it is even more difficult to let go of it."

The man frowned, as if there was a flash of anger, as the most powerful and most cultivated people in the world, few people would dare to talk to him like this, he snorted coldly: "I can't let go, Why did you ever let go?"

Zhou Yixian was silent for a long time before he said lightly, "Why did you come here?"

The refined man glanced at him: "Aren't you always conceited? What do you think?"

Zhou Yixian snorted coldly and said, "If I'm not mistaken, you came here for the monk at the inn. With that monk's glamor and demeanor, he must be Puzhen, the most famous white-clothed monk in recent years. Next to Puzhen is another Little girl, judging by his age and appearance, he should be your junior, but I don’t know how the god monk of Tianyin Temple got mixed up with your Ghost King Sect.”

Not bad.

The man in front of him is the present-day ghost king, the suzerain of the ghost king sect, and the father of Baguio.Even Jin Ping'er and others can find out Yu Liancheng's whereabouts, let alone the ghost king.

After learning of the whereabouts of Yuliancheng and Biguio, the ghost king was worried about his daughter, so he rushed over with all his strength. He hardly rested along the way, his face was covered with wind and frost, but he didn't want to meet an old friend he hadn't seen for decades as soon as he entered the inn.

"Father, why are you here?!"

At this moment, Baguio walked into the courtyard and said in surprise.

"I'm not worried about you." The ghost king chuckled, and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw his daughter who was full of energy.

Then he saw Jin Ping'er in a goose yellow dress beside Baguio, the two women were both peerless, standing hand in hand at this moment, they were really beautiful.It's just that the eyes are a little dull and lifeless.

The ghost king couldn't help wondering: "Who is this girl?"

"This is my sister, Jin Ping'er." Bi Yao grabbed Jin Ping'er's hand: "Sister, this is my father, you can just call him Uncle Ghost King."

"Yes, sister." Jin Ping'er nodded numbly, and then bowed to the ghost king: "Junior Jin Ping'er has seen the ghost king's uncle."

The Ghost King frowned: "Jin Ping'er from the Hehuan School? Baguio, what did you do to Jin Ping'er? How did you meet together?"

"Hee hee, I'll talk about it later, it's already noon, Daddy, let's go eat first, the inn here is small, but the wine is not bad, just treat it as a cleansing for Daddy." Bi Yao held the ghost king's arm and smiled Go in the direction of the hall.

The ghost king didn't move, looked at Zhou Zhouxian, and said with a smile: "Old friend, if you don't mind, why don't you come together?"

Zhou Yixian hesitated for a moment, then laughed: "Of course, if there is a chance to eat for free, I will certainly not miss it."

In the end, Ghost King, Zhou Yixian and Xiaohuan, who had just bought candied haws, followed Baguio and Jin Ping'er to the private room of the inn.In the huge private room, these tableware and several bottles of wine are placed.

The ghost king swept the table and said with a smile: "There is not enough food without wine."

Zhou Yixian also sighed: "It's not just a lack, it's simply abuse of the elderly for a pampered person like me."

Baguio said with a smile: "There were also some dishes for drinking, but they were ordinary chicken, duck and fish, but they were removed by the Puzhen monk before, saying that they used this kind of rough vegetables to entertain dad, which is a bit of a low class. .”

Zhou Yixian shook his head and said: "If you don't eat chicken, duck and fish meat, you can't drink the northwest wind. You are all monks, it doesn't matter if you are hungry, it's a pity that I am an old man."

Baguio glared at Zhou Xian.

This old man didn't invite him, but followed him with the cheek to talk so much.

At this moment, a person laughed and said: "The world of mortals is miserable, and eating chicken, duck and fish all day long will inevitably get boring. I have deceived my own spirituality. Don't you all want to change your taste?"

The person who came was dressed in white and was spotless, so who else was he if he wasn't the divine monk Puzhi in white?

The ghost king first bowed his hands and said with a smile: "Change the taste? Could it be that the white-clothed divine monk is willing to cook in person? It's a pity that we didn't take a bath and incense, so it's hard to have such a good fortune."

Everyone in the world knows that if you want to taste the vegetarian food of the monk in white, you must not only meet the eyes and mood of the monk, but also bathe in incense and make yourself spotless.

Yu Liancheng laughed and said: "Mr. Zhou plays games in the world of mortals, and the ghost king has great power. How can he refuse such guests out of the door just for the sake of common etiquette?"

Su Zhai is on the table, vegetarian ham, braised chestnuts, pot stickers tofu, gold and jade...

Seemingly simple vegetarian dishes, but they are made with unique flavors. Even the King of Ghosts, who has little interest in beautiful things, can't help but taste them again and again.What's more, Zhou Yixian, Baguio and others never stopped for a moment.

Yu Liancheng just looked at them with a smile. For a chef, the bottomless plates are the best encouragement.

"Master Puzhen, do you mind if I drink?" Ghost King raised his glass and asked.

Yu Liancheng smiled and said: "Someone once told me that the quality of wine is the purest, even more pure than water. Even offering sacrifices to ancestors and heaven and earth is a ritual with wine, please."

"Haha, as expected of a white-clothed divine monk." The ghost king laughed, picked up the wine glass, and drank it down in one gulp.

Yu Liancheng suddenly said: "I don't know how the Ghost King views the two ways of righteousness and evil?"

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