Xue Yao's eyes were rolling, but the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't be suppressed, he twisted his body awkwardly, and escaped from under Tu Shanling's arm.

Tu Shanling looked around, and his heart gradually calmed down.

Where there are fireworks, it is life.

These half-demons are weak, and even dozens of servants can see that there are more than 2,000 of them, and it is not an exaggeration to call them "sheep".

But without these "sheep", the wolves released by Tu Shanling would have no meaning to fight.

The general died in a hundred battles, isn't it just such a group of people and such an ordinary life that he guards?

Tu Shanling cast a dust purification spell on himself and sat down against the tree.

Song Qian was already very silent, but after last night, he was even more silent.

He sat down with Tu Shanling, took out a Fuxi qin and put it flat on his lap, and the sound of music poured out, "The avenue is invisible, giving birth to the world, the avenue is ruthless, running the sun and the moon, the avenue is nameless, and all things are nourished for a long time, I don't know its name, and the strong name is called the ......."

It is the "Sutra of Tranquility".

Tu Shanling closed her eyes.

The half-demons hadn't cultivated the Tao and couldn't understand what Song Qiannian meant, but they still felt very comfortable, as if their bodies and minds had been cleansed.

Xue Yao: "Uncle Shi is really powerful, such a scripture was read out by him, and there was a faint tendency to attract people, and those spiritual little beasts were afraid that they would not be able to cultivate soon." ”

Yin Xuanchen didn't say anything, his expression was solemn, and he was obviously listening to the scriptures carefully.

Xue Yao pursed his lips, he had a lot of opportunities to listen to the Zun Sheng's recitation, after all, his father was the Zun Sheng, and this kind of opportunity to listen to the scriptures was not rare at all.

He took a bowl of rice and brought it to Tu Shanling, "You taste it." ”

Tu Shanling opened her eyes vigilantly, "You cooked it?"

Xue Yao smiled, "Uh-huh!"

Tu Shanling's complexion remained unchanged, and he said nonsense: "Today's five elements belong to wood, and it is advisable to open the valley." ”

Song Ningyin's broken body, a ghost valley, and two more valleys, Tu Shanling is going to go ahead of schedule and see the ghost emperor's senior brother.

Xue Yao's face changed greatly, "Don't you look down on me?"

Tu Shanling sincerely suggested, "Why don't you keep this bowl of rice for your father?"

Xue Yao rolled his eyes and stuffed the bowl into Tu Shanling's hand, "Eat, you can't die, Brother Hua made it." ”

Tu Shanling breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the bowl and blew it, and took a sip, the rice was soft and glutinous, and it was mixed with the fragrance of wild vegetables.

Not bad.

Xue Yao kicked the grass glowing with new green, "Brother Hua, I can't do anything, even the food I cook, the seniors dislike it." ”

Yin Xuanchen: "Practice makes perfect, just do more." ”

Xue Yao's eyes lit up, "Are you willing to finish the food I cooked?"

Yin Xuanchen: "I don't want to." ”

Xue Yao: "......"

Yin Xuanchen said sincerely: "It's better to finish the food you cook, then you have a little conscience." ”

Xue Yao: "If you don't eat it, I'll give it to my father." ”

With that, he turned and walked over to a pot of overnight dinner, which he had made last night, and no one wanted to eat it, and when he poured it, he felt that it was a waste, so he kept it there.

He took out a bluebird from the spirit beast bag, wrote a letter and tied it to the bluebird's leg, and then put the cauldron in a storage bag and hung it around the bluebird's neck.

Yin Xuanchen's eyelids jumped wildly when he saw it.

What kind of grudge is this, I have to send "poison" thousands of miles away.

Xue Yao still had words in his mouth, "It can't be wasted." ”

The group set off again.

Tu Shanling's plan remains unchanged, and the sheep should go to the place where the sheep stay.

The team was not moving fast, but the blue bird was fast.

When the blue bird flew into Xue's house, Xue Jin blocked all the waiters and personally stepped forward to pick up the blue bird, "This is my son's blue bird, haha, my son has a letter." ”

He took off the letterbox first, pouted, disgusted that there was too little content.

There was only one sentence on the letter: Daddy, the child has learned to cook, and I will bring it to you to taste.

The muscles on Xue Jin's face moved, pretending to be angry and not pretending to be angry, he took off the storage bag in three or two times, opened it and saw that there was a pot inside.

He happily went to Xue Sheng with the storage bag.

Xue Sheng was already dealing with political affairs, and when spring came, there were some areas under Linxi's rule that there had been no rain, and he was wondering whether to send a water monk to go over to make rain.

If so, how much and how long to send, these are all questions.

He was thinking about it, and when he saw his idle younger brother Xue Jin, he felt a little uncomfortable, "Wandering around early in the morning, are you not serious?"

Xue Jin replied as a matter of course, "When will I have something serious?!"

Xue Sheng was about to scold, but Xue Jin put a storage bag on the table.

Xue Sheng was unhappy, "Whose immortal tomb did you dig up again?" This kind of thing has been done too much, you should be careful, three or five thousand years later, someone will dig your tomb." ”

Xue Jin's face froze, "Big brother, what kind of person are you and me?!The immortal tombs I broke into are all ancient, ancient! I haven't touched the ancient ones, let alone the current ones, I don't want to become the public enemy of the family yet." ”

Xue Sheng snorted coldly, "It's good that you know." He looked up, "What did you bring with you?"

Xue Jin's face was pale, "You often teach me and my son a lesson, you ......"

Xue Sheng's face instantly became ugly.

Xue Jin will accept it when he sees it, his eldest brother will not save his face because he has become a saint, he will still fight if he wants!

He took out the pot, "My son has grown up and knows that he is filial to his father, you see, you see, the first time he learned to cook, he sent me back." Big brother, you ...... Come on, come on, I'm not stingy, I'll give you a taste. ”

Xue Sheng understood Xue Jin's unfinished words.

Big brother, you ...... No sons.

He almost couldn't help but throw Xue Jin out.

Look at the pot sent by Ah Yao...... What's going on?

Xue Sheng's eyes widened, this porridge is not like porridge, and the rice is not like rice, are you sure you can eat it?

He had some doubts in his heart.

Xue Jin gave his son a lot of face, "White white, red red, green green, it looks good, probably just need to be hot." ”

As he spoke, he pressed the pot and began to heat up the porridge.

Xue Sheng looked at Xue Jin's eyes more and more strangely, it turned out that he couldn't find the right words to praise people, he had to praise people, this kind of thing not only appeared in the case of subordinates to their superiors, but also in the case of Lao Tzu to their sons.

What the hell!

The porridge was left overnight, and some of it was dry, Xue Jin didn't dare to cook it too hard, and when he saw that it was starting to heat up, he withdrew his hand.

He shouted, "Bring the dishes and chopsticks." ”

The waiter who came in was very loyal, glanced at the pot, and said as if he were dead: "Jian Zhaijun, Pinglejun, subordinates...... The subordinates will help you two taste it first. ”

Xue Jin didn't appreciate it at all, "Get out, this is what my son made for me, you deserve to taste it too?"

There is a lot of people who rob him, and he fights desperately with whom.

He just sees that his eldest brother is not as pitiful as his son, otherwise he wouldn't share it!

The waiter looked at Xue Sheng in embarrassment.

Xue Sheng pointed to the pot with a dead heart, "Serve it out." ”

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