The Bad Guys: Everyone, let’s revive the Tang Dynasty together!

Chapter 293 Follow the Master to Enjoy Happiness (Part )

Although the old man's hair and beard were all white, he was in good spirits and always had a smiling expression on his face. After hearing Xiao Yan say that he had not had breakfast, he happily jumped down from the courtyard wall, drank the porridge in the bowl in no time, and then unceremoniously asked Xiao Yan and others to prepare the meal.

He said that fighting early in the morning had consumed his energy and he needed to have a good meal to replenish it.

To put it bluntly, it's just a free meal.

The Eleventh Cave Lord turned his back to everyone with an aloof look and rubbed his chest quietly. Xiao Yan's leaning just now almost knocked out his internal organs. If he hadn't released his anger in time, he would have died on the spot.

The old man who suddenly appeared was right. The Lord of the Eleventh Cave indeed underestimated Xiao Yan's strength, which is why he was suppressed by Xiao Yan after a few moves.

The eleventh cave lord is indeed good at close combat. When he stepped forward to force back Du Gong and others yesterday, he was able to deal with that useless Witch King without using witchcraft and sorcery. But in general, among the twelve cave lords, his close combat ability is relatively a shortcoming, and his strength lies in witchcraft and sorcery.

After being closely attacked by Xiao Yan, no matter how proficient he was in witchcraft and how instantly he could perform it, Xiao Yan was definitely faster than him. Not to mention Xiao Yan's inexplicable "chopstick-controlling technique". The Eleventh Cave Lord gave up his advantage and fought him. His chances of winning were already reduced at the beginning of the fight.

Turning around calmly, the Eleventh Cave Master threw the black token to Xiao Yan and said calmly, "Mr. Li once left a message saying that anyone who enters the cave with this token can make a request to the Great Cave Master that does not violate the rules of the Twelve Caves. However, although you are Mr. Li's disciple a hundred years later, you are not the Dragon Spring Sword Master. If you want to see the Great Cave Master, I need to test whether you are qualified."

The Eleventh Cave Lord put his hands behind his back, looking very much like a master, and nodded at Xiao Yan: "Now it seems that I am barely qualified."

"Oh my, why are you talking so much nonsense?" The old man who had already sat down waved his hand, propped up his chin at Xiao Yan, and said rudely: "Boy, can you still breathe? If you can, go and prepare a table of dishes. Don't talk about breakfast, it's just right to catch up at noon. Remember, make Central Plains dishes."

Chi Meng was dumbfounded. Ji Ruxue handed a handkerchief to Xiao Yan and frowned beautifully, wondering if everyone in these Twelve Caves was sick.

It would be fine if the 11th Cave Lord attacked Xiao Yan for no reason, at least there was a reasonable reason, what's wrong with this old man, did he owe him something or what? He's showing off 2.58 million here.

Watching Xiao Yan wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Ji Ruxue really wanted to pick up a brick and hit the two guys, Lord Eleven and the old man, who were talking without any hesitation.

Based on his familiarity with Ji Ruxue, Xiao Yan could guess what she was thinking just by looking at her micro-expressions. So he smiled, patted the back of her hand, and shook his head at her.

Then he put the token in his arms and asked, "I wonder if this old gentleman wants to eat Guanzhong cuisine or Shuzhong cuisine. If so..."

"That's fine, that's fine." The old man smiled and said, "You can cook it, give me one portion as well. If you're missing any ingredients..."

Having said this, he turned his head and pursed his lips at the Eleventh Cave Master: "Little Eleven, as the master, I can only trouble you."

That's what he said, but from his tone, he wasn't being polite at all.

The Eleventh Cave Lord remained calm and said, "There is a cellar in the backyard. We have stored some of the things we can use for energy conservation..."

"That's it." The old man nodded with satisfaction.

"You..." Chi Meng was speechless. This was a beating for the younger one... She stared at the beard of the Lord of the Eleventh Cave and changed her mind. She hit the middle one, and now here comes the older one.

It’s hard to say whether the people in these Twelve Caves are good people or not for now, but it seems that they must be very thick-skinned!

She was speechless. She couldn't beat or win the argument with this mysterious old man. Seeing that Xiao Guoguo was injured again, and this old man still wanted to put forward these inexplicable conditions, she felt so distressed that she immediately winked at Hou Qing.

"Little disciple, you..."

"Hey! Little kid, come here." The old man suddenly smiled and waved at Chi Meng: "I heard that you have a domino that you got in the Dead Creek Forest? Come on, let me tell you the story on it."

As he spoke, he casually drove away the Eleventh Cave Master, saying that everyone here is a guest and it is not proper for a host like you to eat and drink for free here. Go prepare some good tea, as he and the young men will have a good chat after dinner.

Chi Meng thought that the Eleventh Cave Lord would express his protest, but unexpectedly he just got up and left obediently without any reluctance.

However, it is worth mentioning that the Eleventh Cave Lord glanced at Hou Qing inexplicably before leaving.

The latter touched the bone flute and thought for a while, then left the courtyard and told Chi Meng that he was going to meet the Lord of the Eleventh Cave to vent his anger for his master. After that, he followed him out leisurely, playing the bone flute.

How could Chi Meng refuse? The old man was asking her all sorts of questions, including when she was born. After all the questions, she felt dizzy and had no time to care where Hou Qing was going.

The old man wanted to nag Ji Ruxue, but unexpectedly the latter just gave him a cold face, ignored him, and went to help Xiao Yan.

The old man, however, looked pleased, and stroked his gray beard with satisfaction, nodding and praising: "This kid is so lucky."

As he spoke, he crossed his legs on the table, took out a small teapot from somewhere, drank slowly from it, and said to Chi Meng with a smile: "Girl, do you want to know which fresh ginseng is?"

"I don't want to hear it!"

"Listen, listen. I'll give you a fun little toy after you finish listening."

As they were chatting, the old man glanced casually and saw that it was the place where You Chuan had been waiting to watch the situation develop.

But what was strange was that You Chuan, who couldn't cook Central Plains cuisine, disappeared at some point. Chi Meng was just so engrossed in listening to the old man's story that he didn't notice that one person was missing.

The old man thought about it, then looked away and ignored it.

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"Are you hurt anywhere? The injury you sustained last time is not yet..."

After entering the kitchen, Ji Ruxue asked the question immediately, and at the same time hurriedly poured out the only two remaining pills from Huanyinfang. This thing was very effective in healing internal injuries, and now she didn't care whether it was precious or not, and just gave it to Xiao Yan to drink first.

Xiao Yan did not refuse and swallowed it.

"Why does that old man feel like he knows you?" Ji Ruxue couldn't help but frown.

"The Twelve Caves are mysterious. First there was the ruins of the mechanical tomb, and then there was the Fallen Flower Cave. Since Li Chunfeng had already expected that we would come here, it's not surprising that he left some instructions." Xiao Yan explained.

Ji Ruxue was still frowning. There were only two high-end fighters in their group, Xiao Yan and Hou Qing. The other one, You Chuan, who was stronger than her and Chi Meng, had internal injuries at that time. Hou Qing was a person who would not take action unless necessary. If something happened in the Twelve Caves, she and Chi Meng might not be able to cope with it.

Xiao Yan smiled and comforted her with a few words. He could see clearly that this old man who called himself master asked him to cook a meal, which was obviously a test and temptation.

Since you are going to do it, do it well. This old man is quite mysterious. If you can get him out over a meal, it would be a good deal.

He glanced outside, passed Chi Meng and the other person, scanned the area, and suddenly asked, "When did You Chuan disappear?"

Ji Ruxue was stunned. She seemed to see You Chuan in the yard before she entered the kitchen. How come he disappeared in the blink of an eye?
"This... maybe he went with Corpse Ancestor to look for the Eleventh Cave Master?"

Xiao Yan picked up the ingredients, thought for a moment, and said, "Let's get started."

……

The sound of the clapperboard echoed in You Chuan's mind.

The sounds are slow and short, seemingly out of reach, yet seemingly within reach.

You Chuan covered his head and shook it heavily, then suddenly raised his eyes and his pupils shrank involuntarily. He clearly remembered that he should have been in the yard listening to the conversation between the old man and Chi Meng, why...

Why are you here!?
A winding road leads straight ahead, surrounded by mist on all sides. The weeds on the ground are mixed together, some green, some withered, as if they are not growing on the same land. The exposed soil reveals a sense of desolation, as if no one has set foot here for a long time.

On both sides of the avenue, there are ox-horn bone lighthouses in different orders, which are looming in the clouds and mist. The hemp ropes wrapped around the lampposts are very old and covered with dust.

A pair of empty hands and cow eyes looked ahead dimly. There was clearly nothing there, but there was a sense of weirdness everywhere.

You Chuan frowned, stepped back subconsciously, and reached out to touch his scimitar.

The sound of clappers suddenly arose.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Although the sound was soft, it seemed as if every knock hit the depths of his mind. You Chuan suddenly got goose bumps all over his body. Before he could step back and turn his head, his vision suddenly went dark.

"Go, find it."

This whisper echoed from the depths of his soul, and You Chuan couldn't help but repeat it in his mouth, then slowly raised his steps and stepped onto the road.

Almost at the same time, the braziers on the ox horn bone lighthouses began to ignite flames one after another, and the pairs of empty ox eyes lit up with faint purple light as You Chuan continued to move forward.

As if watching this unexpected guest.

The sound of the clappers slowly stopped.

The flames on the ox-horn bone lighthouse were burning more and more fiercely, but suddenly, they all went out at the same time. The wisps of purple light that seemed to be staring at You Chuan also dissipated in an instant and never reappeared.

After a moment, You Chuan took another step forward. After walking for an unknown amount of time, he slowly pushed open an ancient door in the mist.

Dust floated in the sunlight. Inside this door that had not been opened for who knows how many years, there were antique Central Plains objects everywhere. Rows of bookshelves were filled with books, and several large boxes were placed in between. A casual glance showed that they were all methods of practicing witchcraft and sorcery that were hard to come by in Raojiang. It seemed as if those large boxes contained incredible treasures, tempting outsiders to search for them.

But You Chuan ignored all of this and just walked inside.

On the innermost altar, there stands a stone statue. The statue is dressed in Han Chinese clothes, with one hand behind the back and the other hand placed in front of the abdomen. It looks like a scholar, and time has not left many traces on it. It is difficult to guess how long it has been standing here.

As You Chuan continued to walk towards the stone statue, when he was about ten feet away from it, a stone slab suddenly slid down from the chest of the statue, revealing three brown volumes inside.

You Chuan reached out, took the file and slowly opened it.

The sound of clappers rang in his mind.

"read."

You Chuan began to read from the beginning, mumbling like a drowsiness.

"The benefits of a tool are multiplied by the number of people who go astray, and those who are limited by it are the combination of witchcraft and sorcery..."

"Those who are good at it can succeed, but those who are good at it will each be alone, and those who feed their mothers will be limited..."

The low murmur like whispering continued in front of the stone statue.

Until a long time later.

"In this way, the Altar of the God of War is complete."

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In the yard, the old man looked at the table full of Central Plains dishes and took a bite with his chopsticks to taste them carefully.

Ji Ruxue stood in the distance with her arms folded, looking at him coldly. If this guy dared to say that the food prepared by Xiao Yan himself was not delicious, she would definitely kick him out. If he wanted to eat it, he could eat it. If he didn't want to eat it, then don't make a fuss.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, the old man's eyes lit up, and he picked up the rice and poured it into the plate with the side dishes, making a "rice bowl". Then his chopsticks flew up, and while he ate heartily, he gave a thumbs up to Xiao Yan and the others, and spoke incoherently.

"Good boy, good boy..."

Chi Meng widened his eyes. Could it be that this old man had never eaten in his entire life?
At this time, You Chuan walked in from the courtyard gate. He looked a little tired, with his brows pinched and he said nothing.

"Hey, where did you go just now?" Chi Meng couldn't help but ask.

You Chuan frowned and said, "I just heard that Corpse Ancestor was going to look for the Eleventh Cave Master. I also had a few questions to ask him, so I followed him. But I don't know why I didn't catch up with the two of them. Afterwards..."

"It's okay, it's okay. If you can't find Xiao Eleven, it's the same if you ask me. Come on, young man, come and have dinner quickly. You look so thin." The old man treated everyone equally and waved to You Chuan while taking a break to drink tea.

Chi Meng muttered a few words and was too lazy to ask more questions. He just ate three bowls of rice in one breath, and did not forget to praise Xiao Guoguo's cooking skills.

Xiao Yan couldn't help but laugh and looked at the old man who was slowly wiping his mouth after his meal.

"I wonder if the old man enjoyed this meal?"

"Not bad, not bad." The old man picked his teeth and commented, "Although the cooking skills are a bit poor, the taste is right. I can barely give it a score of 60 or 70... burp."

Chi Meng rolled his eyes. Who just swept up half of the dishes on the table in one go? He was eating while giving a thumbs-up, but when he threw away his chopsticks, there was only 60 or 70 points left?

I have to say, the leaders of these twelve caves are all good eaters...

Suddenly, Chi Meng seemed to remember something and asked, "Grandpa, you just said that Xian Shen was exiled to the Dead Creek Forest because she stole the Twelve Caves forbidden techniques and gave them to outsiders to learn. Then what happened? Didn't that man go to save her?"

"Don't worry, I'll tell you slowly later."

The old man waved his hand, walked slowly to Xiao Yan with his hands behind his back, touched his chin, bent down, and stared at Xiao Yan's face left and right, up and down.

Ji Ruxue frowned.

Xiao Yan couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable. Just as he was about to ask a question, the old man said, "Don't move, don't move. Let me take a good look."

As he spoke, the old man raised his arms, tapped his knees, or studied Xiao Yan's forehead, back, chest and abdomen. After tormenting Xiao Yan for a long time, he finally smiled at Ji Ruxue's frosty face.

"You kid."

"I'm afraid I won't live to be thirty."

(End of this chapter)