"Fellow Daoist, can you move into the hall for a while? The pure heart tea of this temple's specialty is born from the gathering of spirits, a godsend, I don't know if you can taste one or two?" The old monk issued a solemn invitation.

"Old man, the kid thanked you for your kindness in advance, but this hall is still not good, boy, my quality is quite low, and my mouth is open, if I unintentionally make a big fuss, and surprise your Buddha, I can't afford to be guilty. ”

"Moreover, although I have always admired the elegance and purity of tea, I have no choice but to be cheesy and difficult to enter the elegant hall. Therefore, it is still suitable for eating barbecue and drinking turbid wine on the dirty and messy side of the small street. The heaven-sent tea is still left to the people who are destined by heaven!"

After speaking, he turned around and left, leaving a sentence for Wei Xueling: "Call me when you go back!" This temple is surprisingly calm, without the slightest sense of danger. Moreover, Wei Xueling is very good at eating in the temple, so there will be no danger.

The Temple of Mercy and Grace is like an island. Beyond the walls is an endless expanse of green, like the sea......

Qin Hao went into the jungle headlong, like an eagle returning to the sky, swimming all over the world, so happy, so uncomfortable!

The jungle is his second home, and if he hadn't looked like a standard person, he might have doubted his racial composition. Otherwise, how could anyone be so obsessed with the jungle.

It's been a while since he came to Huaxia, and for some reason Qin Hao feels that his body is getting weaker and weaker. You must know that in the Wei family, there are delicacies from the mountains and seas every day, and there is no duplicate for a week. In the school cafeteria, she also followed Wen Xiaowan, with eight dishes and one soup every day, which was not extravagant. It stands to reason that it shouldn't be overnourished, right?

Although, when the night is long and I can't sleep at night, I think of Colonel Wei's long white legs, and I can't help it occasionally, but it won't consume so much, at most it's just a balance between supply and demand.

Well, the blame can only be attributed to the quality of the food. Far away in the West, the problem of food safety in China is like thunder, in China, all the things sold in the market, all of them are full of five poisons, and the people of China have been immersed in the sea of drugs since childhood, and they have long been inviolable. It's bitter that he, a newcomer, has no antibodies to these Chinese poisons in the new industrial era......

Qin Hao was just ridiculing and ridiculing casually, but he didn't think about it, he guessed the truth of the facts with a casual guess.

His body rejects all artificially cultivated food, cultivated meat, and industrially manufactured food.

Yao Jiu (the title of Ninth Grandfather Jianghu) had already discovered this headache, so Qin Hao grew up drinking the milk of beasts in the African savannah when he was an infant. In order to give him a sip of wild milk, he had to hire a professional milkman to select the lactating beasts of the African savannah, tie them, take their milk, no matter what kind of milk they were, and then refrigerate and transport the milk back.

Until now, as soon as Qin Hao arrived at the zoo, there would be a very strange phenomenon: the mother beast regarded him as a child, and the little beast regarded him as an enemy! Every time he appeared, the entire zoo would fall into a chaotic state of chickens flying and dogs jumping, so that Qin Hao did not dare to approach the zoo at all.

The main food after weaning is fish, which is fish all day long. All high-priced* deep-sea fish, pure natural, green and pollution-free. Therefore, when Qin Hao sees seafood now, he has no appetite at all, and even has a bit of nausea from conditioned reflexes.

When he was five years old, Ghost Seven (the title of Seventh Grandfather) threw him into the jungle for wild survival training. It was then that he began a miserable decade of feeding on mountain rats, which was a miserable decade, during which he had to make some river fresh, poisonous snakes, pheasants, hares and other things to change the taste.

However, as the saying goes, only when you eat bitterly can you become a master! After so many years of eating rat meat, you have eaten a pair of unique night vision eyes. But the thought of strengthening my hearing by eating only three old bats makes my heart unbalanced.

Maybe, I really have talent in this area, Qin Hao thought to himself, why don't we take this foodie route? It's not necessary to rush directly to the small peak of life......

In the Temple of Mercy and Grace, there is a silent stele forest behind the noisy hall group. An old monk with yellow eyebrows is carving an inscription.

The white-eyed old monk was standing beside him, waiting patiently for a long time before he gently called: "Uncle Abbot!"

"Universal master and nephew, you are the abbot of the Temple of Mercy and Grace, this must not be messed up. ”

"However, Uncle Shi, you are still alive, such a great responsibility......"

"Universally, you can't wait for the day when I die...... There are many mundane affairs in the temple, but you can rely on your own heart, and you can do nothing without merit, which is a great virtue!"

"Obey Uncle Shi's decree!"

"Why did you come this time?"

"Yes, Uncle Shi. Qin Daoyou doesn't seem to have any intention of forming a good relationship with my Buddha. ”

"It doesn't matter, it's okay if you don't have a good relationship, you don't have a bad relationship. ”

"I look at Qin Daoyou, the red lotus has appeared, I wonder if Uncle Shi can show up to persuade him?"

"Well, I'll go and see him. ”

Before the words fell, I saw the yellow-eyed old monk disappear suddenly, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared at the high wall a hundred meters away, went straight through the wall, and disappeared into the admiring gaze of the white-eyed old monk.

Qin Hao collected fruits and vegetables in the mountains and forests, searched for medicinal materials, and had a comfortable and fulfilling time.

At this moment, Qin Hao was lying on the ground carefully digging a He Shou Wu plant, and he was excitedly calculating while digging, such a thick He Shou Wu should be enough to solve my deficit.

Digging and digging, he suddenly felt something gasping around him, looked sideways, and was suddenly startled, and even crawled to the ground and opened a distance of three or four meters from the goods.

The thing was also frightened by the violent Qin Hao, and was looking at Qin Hao with a knife in a panic.

Didn't the experts say that the wild South China tiger was extinct? What the hell is this thing in front of me now, has it escaped from the zoo, looking at this sturdy physique and glorious fur, it is not at all like a big zoo cat that grew up eating clenbuterol!

The South China Tiger was frightened and thought: What is wrong with this guy, digging and prying on Lao Tzu's territory, Lao Tzu is not allowed to visit?

Qin Hao took out his gun and shouted: "Get out of the way!" we have no grievances in the long future and no enmity in the near future, it is better for the well water not to interfere with the river water, and it is better to go our own way!"

The South China Tiger was originally just a little unhappy, but now when he saw Qin Hao's posture with a gun, he immediately became angry. Xindao: You little hairy boy is not authentic, you invade my territory, dig up my medicinal herbs, scare me, and now you are still pointing a gun at me!

Who are you so scared of, isn't it a gun, as if who doesn't have it, Lao Tzu's gun can scare you to death! Just when you see He Shou Wu, your eyes glow green, eighty percent of them are either toothpicks or wilted, and you have the face to pull out a gun in front of Lao Tzu!