In the early morning of this day, the sky was just slightly bright. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The cold dew and frost were silently lying on the branches and leaves of the grass and trees, and the soil in the entire Bodhi Garden was wet and soft. It didn't take long for the sun to rise in the east, and the temperature of the sun turned the frost into rain, and the breeze blew, and the rain and dew slipped from the branches and leaves, dripping into the earth and dripping into the earth.

Like a new lotus after the rain, all kinds of vegetables and fruits in this garden are showing a turquoise color, just washed by the rain and dew, and look fresh and clean.

This Bodhi Garden is one of the forbidden places of the Bodhi Academy, and in the past, only Dean Zhuang could enter and exit the entire academy at will. Even the Wuxiang Dao Sect, a figure above 10,000 people under one person in the Bodhi Academy, could not enter this garden.

Of course, one of the reasons for this is that the Wuxiang Dao Sect has no interest in hanging out in this Bodhi Garden in the first place.

Because Bodhi Garden is not only the private residence of Dean Zhuang, but also a farm.

There are many vegetables and fruits grown in it, and there is even a large area of rice crops.

The dean of the dignified Bodhi Academy, a big man who exists in the legend, actually cultivated this farm with his own hands, and every grass, tree, vegetable and rice in it is the fruit of his careful cultivation.

Since Bodhi Academy recruited new students, Dean Zhuang personally brought Princess Ning Xue and her maid from the Dayan Empire with a letter of recommendation, this deserted Bodhi Garden, in addition to Dean Zhuang, finally added a bit of noise, and also ushered in the second, third and even fourth owners of the manor.

Two of them are naturally Xue'er and Ling'er, and the fourth person in this Bodhi Garden who was allowed to enter by Dean Zhuang was the crazy old Taoist, Yi Xingchuan.

The sun had dried the dew and dew in the garden, and the soil on the ground was no longer wet or sticky, and at the end of the manor, a tall figure carrying a hoe came into view in the golden sunlight.

The person who came was the dean of Bodhi Academy, the only dean, Zhuang Daoxuan.

Dean Zhuang is very tall, and even after countless spring and autumn seasons, his tall body still looks very strong.

It's just that on this sunny morning, the dean's face doesn't look very good, and he looks a little less pale than usual, I don't know if it's because he didn't sleep well last night.

"Alas, this little girl made another fuss last night. I'm so old, I've had insomnia and dreams, and the quality of sleep is poor, but it's good, since this girl was accepted by me, the dean didn't sleep well. These days, my physical condition is significantly worse than before. He carried a hoe, yawned, had two dark circles under his eyes, and complained with grievances in his heart.

The dean carried a basket behind the gate of the garden, went around a few bends, and came to a field of dragon's beard vegetables with a familiar car, and began to dig vegetables with the hoe that he had been with for many years.

"Dragon's mustard, anchovy shrimp, pond lotus, breeze, jade shrimp, braised civet cat......"

"Dragon's mustard, anchovy shrimp, pond lotus, breeze, jade shrimp, braised civet cat......"

Dean Zhuang was digging for the dragon's mustache, and from time to time he was muttering some vegetable names and vermilion fruits, as if he was afraid that he would forget what he had missed.

Although he is the director of Bodhi Academy, he also grows hundreds of vegetables and fruits in the garden, and also keeps a fish pond privately. However, the dean has always only been immersed in the Liuzimen farmhouse, and in the midst of farming, he comprehended the flow channel at the time of the autumn harvest, and was at ease. When did you ever work as a chef and cook so many dishes that you had never even heard of?

The more Dean Zhuang thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt.

I feel that since accepting such a disciple with extremely high talent and excellent bones, he is about to change from an old farmer to a chef.

The most important thing is that he still has to do these dishes himself, from picking to cleaning to cooking, every step of the way requires him to study and study with his hands.

If this is known by the students and the six-character sect masters in the inner and outer courtyards of Bodhi Academy, I am afraid that the entire Bodhi Academy will fall into panic because of this.

It is not impossible to even alarm that Bodhi Ancestor.

Just imagine, in the entire Bodhi Academy and even in the whole world, who can make things difficult for the dean, who is known as the first person below the realm of divine guidance, and also make the latter unable to have the temper to obey his words?

No.

Absolutely nothing.

But now, in this Bodhi Garden, there is such a person.

The dean mechanically repeated the names of the dishes one by one, and after digging up the dragon's mustache, he went to the small pond to catch the so-called anchovy shrimp, and then wandered to another vegetable field and continued to dig vegetables.

I don't know when the second figure will appear in the Bodhi Garden.

Also an old man.

Compared to Dean Zhuang's dirt, the old man's clothes were clean, but they were in tatters.

The old man, dressed in an untidy robe, wandered back and forth in the garden.

I don't know where to pick up another hoe, but the old man actually began to imitate the dean, and when he walked to a vegetable field, he didn't say a word and began to chop vegetables.

So after a while, the little vegetable patch was withered, with rotten leaves everywhere and destroyed vegetables everywhere.

The old man seemed to have a lot of fun.

Then he walked to the pond and began to use the hoe in his hand to smash the fish swimming leisurely in the pond.

The splash of water made a lot of noise, and finally alarmed the dean in the distance, whose body was covered by patches of fruit trees.

Dean Zhuang raised his eyebrows, blew his beard and looked here, and when he saw that crazy figure, he almost jumped like thunder.

The dean blew his beard and glared and shouted, "Yi Xingchuan, you have known how to look at stars all your life...... Who told you to come to my garden?"

This crazy old way is naturally Yi Xingchuan.

The old way of seeing whoever in Bodhi City arrests whom, who will look at him if he disagrees, and then conclude is definitely not a thing in the pool.

In fact, unlike Luo Changfeng and his students, Yi Xingchuan, a crazy old man, is crazy and crazy, so it is naturally impossible for him to be admitted to Bodhi Academy in a proper manner. The reason why he entered the academy was that someone in the Bodhi Academy had always been responsible for secretly guarding him.

Especially in the recent period, the world does not seem to be very peaceful, the Wuxiang Dao Sect was seriously injured by the resurrected Demon Gate Master, the Dayan Empire has just experienced a catastrophe, and the Demon Clan has a strange boy entering the world...... What happened seems to be unrelated, but in fact, in the eyes of these big people, it seems to indicate that some big event is coming.

As the dean of Bodhi Academy, Zhuang Daoxuan had to pay attention to this.

Although Yi Xingchuan is crazy and forgets who he is in the past, his identity is too sensitive and special after all, if something accidentally goes wrong, the consequences will not be able to bear even if it is Bodhi Academy.

So just in case, Dean Zhuang personally brought the old Tao Yi Xingchuan to the Bodhi Garden and took care of it himself.

Because in this Bodhi Garden, there is a formation guard with the blessing of the Yizi Sect Master, so without Zhuang Daoxuan's consent, it is almost impossible to get out of this big garden, let alone a crazy old Taoist.

However, things didn't seem to be going as smoothly as the Dean had hoped.

This Yi Xingchuan is crazy and very active, and once he is addicted to something, he can't stop at all.

For this reason, this Bodhi Garden has been urged by his withered hands many times.

Many of the crops and vegetables and fruits cultivated by the dean himself, the capital city was abused by Yi Xingchuan.

So since bringing this crazy old way back to the garden, the dean has to prevent the old way in addition to preventing rats and insects every day!

Especially if there is a little aunt and grandmother to serve, it can be described as exhausted, exhausted, full of grievances, and miserable......

Seeing that the small fishpond was about to be destroyed, the dean had to use his killer weapon and point, and out of nowhere, a cold light flew out of nowhere, slicing through the air, with a low sword groan, flying over the garden.

It was a sword.

A sword that is extremely sharp and imposing.

I saw that after Yi Xingchuan's crazy old man heard this low sword groan, he unexpectedly stopped the continued destruction of the pond in his hand, and instead looked at the sky with a solemn look, witnessing a cold and dignified long sword flying past.

Yi Xingchuan shouted, simply threw away the hoe in his hand, waved his hand and chased towards the long sword that slashed overhead.

Yi Xingchuan is crazy, but he is only obsessed with swords.

As long as he sees the sword, he will fall into a state of obsession and even madness, and will not be disturbed by anyone in the outside world at all.

The Dean knew who the mad old man was, so he naturally knew the reason.

So a farce of a crazy old man chasing swords in the garden was staged in the Bodhi Garden.

The dean was finally relieved and relieved.

I thought that I really needed to use a sword to make this crazy old Dao safe for a while.

His heart was dripping with blood, and he wanted to cry without tears, and was about to look at the pond that had been tortured to the point of disappearance, when a voice came from behind him.

It was Ling'er's voice.

"Lord Dean, my young lady said that she suddenly didn't want to eat dragon whisker and anchovy shrimp again, she wanted to eat called flower chicken and ice cream. Otherwise, she won't learn your tricks. ”

Ling'er stood respectfully behind the dean, not daring to slack off on the courtesy.

After conveying Xue'er's meaning, she bowed again and left the garden.

Dean Zhuang turned his back to Ling'er's departing figure, and his body was a little stiff.

The snow-white eyebrows trembled slightly.

After taking a deep breath, he turned around and picked up the basket of vegetables, then put the vegetable basket at the entrance of the garden, carried a new basket, entered the peach blossom forest, and picked the peach blossoms.

The thought of catching chickens after picking peach blossoms made the dean feel a sense of grief for survival.

It didn't take long for Ling'er's figure to appear in the peach blossom forest again: "Lord Dean, my young lady suddenly doesn't want to eat anything, she wants to see someone." She said that if you don't agree to her, even if you make snowflake cream and call flower chicken, she won't learn your tricks. ”

Ling'er respectfully bid farewell to the dean.

The dean's body was a little stiff and he stood in the peach blossom forest.

He looked at the crazy old man who was still tirelessly chasing the flying sword that had been spinning in the garden, and couldn't help but think of the scene when he first saw him as a child.

He had lived for so long, and he had never met anyone who was qualified to be accepted as an apprentice by him.

Until he saw Xue'er in Zizhuxuan, he could see with his discerning eyes that Xue'er was talented and had a destined master-apprentice fate with him.

He knew that his cultivation would not be annihilated by history in the end.

He Zhuang Daoxuan can finally have a successor.

No one could have imagined how he felt at that time.

However, how did the facts change after entering the Bodhi Garden? When did he, a teacher who is rare in a century, suddenly become an old slave who worked as a cow and a horse?

Thinking of what happened to him for the past month, and touching his increasingly thin belly, Dean Zhuang looked up at the sky, and said with a handful of snot and tears in his heart: "Cangtian, am I accepting an apprentice, or worshipping a little ancestor......"

(The genuine version of this book is in Zongheng, and friends who like it hope to come to Zongheng to support.) Loulan weakly shouted a monthly pass, all kinds of begging...... ）