Shadow Weaver

Chapter 62 The more I talk, the more curious I become.jpg
"Pheasant... pheasant?"

Xu Yichi, who suddenly heard the blind spot in Lan Xuesheng's words, was stunned. For a moment, he was not sure whether the "pheasant" referred to was Lu Shinian or his master.

"Yes, Shan Ji - referring to Chen Yingsheng, the treacherous Taoist priest, the master of Jia Zi." The woman shrugged her shoulders and answered nonchalantly. At this moment, she was too lazy to pretend to call Lu Shinian "Master Lu". "'Shan Ji' is his nickname in my eyes."

"——Exclusive. Most people probably don't dare to call him that."

Uh……

This nickname sounds like something that most people wouldn't dare to shout out.

"But... if Taoist Master Chen's nickname is 'Pheasant'." Xu Da's thoughts twisted strangely for a moment, "Then what should be your nickname on Taoist Master Chen's side?"

——To be honest, this nickname sounds like it belongs to a series, and she doesn't think it would be a single nickname.

"Oh, this is easy." Lan Xuesheng propped up her chin and smacked her lips, slowly opening the small wooden box to reveal the large mooncake inside. "Ergou!"

"——I am not talented, but I am known as 'Lan Ergou' in the underworld. If you don't mind, you can also follow Shan Ji and call me 'Ergou'." The woman grinned and put on a playful smile, but at this moment, there was no trace of the gentle temperament that she should have in her appearance.

Xu Yichi felt that the image of her idol in her mind was shattered for a moment when she heard this... But after this brief moment of disillusionment, she rubbed her head and thought about it carefully, and suddenly felt that her idol could have such a funny side...

It seems quite normal.

After all, there are always four or five monsters from the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" lurking in her piano store, and there is also a piano spirit friend who is said to have lived for nearly eight thousand years - she had accepted such an outrageous setting a few years ago, how could she be normal!

Come to think of it... the last time they met, Ms. Lan must have pretended to be having a hard time the whole time in order not to scare her, right?

Wow, so touched, she is indeed her idol! She is so approachable and considerate of others!
The little girl quickly convinced herself, and sat down obediently with Bai Miaomiao and others, waiting for Ergou to share the mooncakes made by Comrade Shanji with them.

Lu Shinian, who had almost forgotten about the mooncake filling, came back to his senses the moment he saw Lan Xuesheng opening the box. He stared at the mooncake for a long time with an indescribable and extremely frightened expression, and after a long time, he managed to squeeze out a trembling sentence: "Wait, wait a minute!"

"——Comrade Ergou, spare the cake!!"

"...Huh?" Lan Xuesheng looked back blankly following the noise, and the fruit knife with a little oil on it reflected a ray of snow light.

The young man in Taoist robes was dazzled by the snow light and swallowed his saliva subconsciously, then he faked a smile and pulled the corners of his lips stiffly: "That mooncake... can't be eaten."

"Eh? Why?" Xu Da, who had been staring at the cake for a long time, turned into a curious baby. Seeing this, Lu Shinian's mouth suddenly became more stiff: "Because... when my master makes mooncakes, he likes to... close his eyes and innovate randomly."

"You're just blindly innovating?" Xu Yichi tilted his head. "Does it mean that Master Chen really likes to research new fillings or how to bake mooncakes?"

"Yes, that's right." The young man in the Taoist robe answered with difficulty, stiffening his neck. "My master likes to come up with new ideas in the proportions of fillings... For example, last year he made cheese and corn fillings, and the year before last he made something called lantern-shadow beef..."

"Two years ago, he stuffed the fruit paste mooncakes with wafer crumbs. According to the senior brothers and sisters in the temple, he also made some weird things like mint and five kernels and garlic vermicelli before that."

Lu Shinian exposed all of Chen Yingsheng's past in one breath: "In short, the mooncakes he makes are very strange. To be on the safe side, I suggest that we feed these mooncakes to the dogs. You guys really want to celebrate the first cooperation... I can treat you guys out for some small cakes later." - He would rather spend a little more money to treat Comrade Ergou and the others to a big meal, he didn't want to eat the mooncakes made by his master!

absolute! In no mood!
"Or barbecue, hotpot, and seafood buffet...anything you can name will do, just swipe your card, and I'm just craving for it!" Lu Shinian gritted his teeth and tried to fool them, looking as if he wanted to throw the mooncake out of the piano store on the spot.

"——What do you think?"

"Emm..." Lan Xuesheng paused in mid-air with the fruit knife in her hand, a trace of hesitation flashed across her face, "To be honest, your suggestion is still very tempting under normal circumstances, clamp."

"But the problem is..."

"But the problem is that the cake has been cut in half." Bai Miaomiao continued, "And the more you say that..."

"We are more and more curious about what this cake tastes like, Taoist Claw." An Qing blinked, her eyes fixed on the mooncake that was almost as big as her face, seemed to be baked to perfection, and the crust was very oily.

"And this cake looks really delicious... I can't even buy mooncakes baked this well in a bakery... slurp~" Xu Yichi, who spoke last, sucked his saliva unconvincingly, "Besides, those cheese corn, beef with lanterns, wafer puree and so on are not too dark, right?"

"Does that sound acceptable?"

"Oh, those are indeed the only things that sound scary... I ate them two years ago and they were not that bad." Lan Xuesheng nodded in agreement, "Not that dark, just a little bit novel - ordinary mooncakes don't really taste like that."

"Cut it, cut it, cut it. Just cut it. The knife is out anyway, it would be a waste not to cut it." Xu Dazhao rubbed his hands frantically.

"If it tastes good, then we can just celebrate it. If it really doesn't taste good... then maybe we can leave the mooncakes for Ah Si and the others?"

——The taste preferences of monsters can’t be exactly the same as theirs, right?
"What a good idea, Xiao Xu. Okay! I'll cut it right away!" Lan Xuesheng, who had a good excuse, raised the knife decisively, "If it tastes good, eat it."

"If it doesn't taste good...then let's save it to feed Shuhu, and then let Jiazi take us out for a big meal!"

The woman muttered as she swung the knife in her hand up and down. In a few strokes, the plate-sized mooncake was torn into a dozen small pieces. A spicy smell mixed with milk instantly spread from the knife edge, and she frowned subconsciously.

"It smells a bit like pizza with chili peppers." An Qing, who has the most sensitive nose, whispered, "Is the Taoist priest making pizza mooncakes this year?"

"I don't know." Lan Xuesheng shook her head sincerely, then picked up a small dessert plate and fork, and neatly distributed the mooncakes to the people in the room - Lu Shinian was not left out.

“But you’ll know once you try it.”

"Thank you, but I still don't want to eat it..." Lu Shinian's pupils trembled, and he reflexively pushed the mooncake three feet away.

Lan Xuesheng's eyebrows suddenly raised when she saw this, and she stuffed the mooncake into Lu Shinian's hand without saying anything:
"No, eat!"

(End of this chapter)