"Hahaha. Come on, Xiao Jiu, let me introduce you. Old man Zhong saw that the situation was not right, so he immediately started haha and changed the topic.

"This is a Buddhist monk, and his Dharma name is Empty Awakening. "Dressed in a robe, surrounded by an indisputable temperament, he is a kind old man.

"Little donor, Hui Ji will be hurt. "The first time I saw Rong Wujiao, I knew that he was a thoughtful person.

"Master, self-observation is at ease, and the sincerity is kept. Rong Wuyi replied calmly and with a smile.

Sora smiled and didn't speak.

"This, the Hu family, Hu Rannian. Demon cultivators. ”

Old man, is it really okay for you to always introduce you like this?

"Little Jiu. I have admired the daimyo for a long time. Hu Rannian said heartily.

He was wearing a dark blue robe, and his long black hair was untied and untied, and it was casually draped behind him. The face is male and female, some charming, but not feminine.

"No blame. "Demon Xiu, surnamed Hu, is the body a fox?

"This, ghost cultivator, empty autumn. Autumn sky. ”

I saw it, and I was full of ghostly energy.

"Autumn sky. His voice was ethereal, low and magnetic. The face is fair, with an angular coldness. Seems to be a taciturn man.

"Meet and greet gifts. Rong Wuyi thought about it, took out a box of dim sum, and offered it with both hands.

For the sake of the meeting gift I gave you, don't come to me to chat and talk to me at night.

"Little friend, don't favor one over the other. The old man who asked him aloud before said.

"It's the juniors who don't think about it enough. Rong Wuyi bowed slightly to them. Take out a snack that is equal to the number of people. One box per person, make up for the gift.

His face was not visible, but his heart was dripping blood. I've got all the snacks I've made so hard!

You guys are so willful, what are you doing?

"A small gift, not a tribute. "Send the last box of snacks to the old man.

"Little friend, the poor are clear. Mingxu made a Taoist salute to him. When I opened the box, there was a vegetarian rice roll fruit.

I haven't eaten it in years. Mingxu still has some nostalgia. Take one with your hand and eat it into your mouth.

"Xiaoyou, have you entered the Tao with food?" asked Mingxu.

Rong Wuyi shook his head. "Not really." ”

Puzzled, he continued to ask, "Xiaoyou may tell me the mystery of this?"

"The grandmother of the younger generation was an imperial chef, and these skills have not been broken in the hands of my grandmother. Since childhood, I have listened more, watched more, and eaten more. I have a spectrum in my heart. Rong Wuyi continued. "Cooking food is just a hobby for younger generations in their spare time. ”

"It's poor and pedantic. "There are thousands of ways in the world, how can there be only one way to enter the Tao with food.

"What is the Tao?" asked the Buddhist monk Kongjue.

"Doing what you do is the way. Rong Wuyi said calmly and slowly.

"Bitterness is not bitterness, happiness is not happiness. Attached to one thought, trapped in one thought. ”

"Crossing others first crosses oneself. "Master, if your obsession has been broken, then why do you have to keep an eye on me?

"Buddha is destined to be a person. Little donor, you have a relationship with the Buddha. However, the obsession is too deep. Kongjue whispered the Buddha's name and folded his hands.

"Master. Fate comes and goes, like a breeze, why force it?"Forcing it is delusional.

"Amitabha. The little benefactor is eloquent. "It's a pity, a little benefactor who has realized the wonders of enlightenment.

No chance to get together. Little donor, the next time we see you, it will be you and me.