was suddenly very hot when Zhong Zhen said something, Changkong raised his head and laughed, as a bird, why do you learn to think too much. Bu Qingluo hasn't paid attention to him for so many years, and it is not uncommon for him to hold stinky feet all day long, but he dislikes demon cultivation for many things.

Besides, he's already "seen something different", so it doesn't matter.

Hearing Zhong Zhen mention eating, Changkong looked around, and found that there were no dishes at all, so he called a little disciple of Qi refining to him, "Why hasn't the food been served yet?" ”

When he was in the Southern Regions, he coincided with his meeting and participated in several banquets of the Great Gate Sect, all of which had wine and food, and the taste was excellent and full of aura.

The little disciple said embarrassedly: "Back to my predecessors, I didn't prepare dishes today, I just drank tea and wine. ”

Although there is a spirit fruit, there should be a large bunch of spirit grapes in the general banquet, so that everyone can eat it at will, which is too rare, and the little disciple is also very puzzled in his heart.

"Didn't eat?" Changkong was stunned, and suddenly remembered that he had a lot to eat, and he had specially bought it from the mortal country.

He waved his hand and said to the little disciple: "Forget it, I brought my own food, you go find some plates, this meal is mine, and greet everyone together." ”

Cheng Tianyu, who heard the conversation not far away, began to worry again with a wine gourd in his hand. He and Wang Ancestral Hall were called to him by the patriarch, saying that they were in charge of all matters today, but where to find plates!

Before he could think about it, he saw that Changkong's originally handsome and incomparable head suddenly turned into a huge white bird's head the size of a bath bucket.

The feathers are as smooth as clouds and dazzlingly white. If it's hundreds of times smaller, it's a beautiful bird. The problem is that his body is still a human body.

The huge beak "wow" opens. In an instant, he spit out more than a dozen carved mahogany food boxes. After spitting out the box, the bird's head immediately returned to its original appearance, still with red lips and white teeth, and long satin-like black hair scattered behind its back.

Zhong Zhen couldn't see it, he only knew that Changkong must have done something, and he felt that the atmosphere was very weird, as if the people around him were staring at him.

Everyone else was stunned. It's one thing to know that Changkong is a demon cultivator, and suddenly I saw him make a strange appearance with a bird's head and a human body. Still shocked.

Changkong looked at everyone's stunned appearance and didn't care. I thought to myself, you people love to think about it, we are just a bird. Do things in a chic and comfortable way, and you don't need to avoid everyone's eyes.

He opened one of the food boxes and said to Zhong Zhen very enthusiastically: "This is the sesame chives and chives you want, there are about a hundred." I almost forgot about it, but I remembered it when I saw that there was nothing to eat at this banquet. It's still hot, don't you believe it, I've eaten dozens of them, and I think the taste is so-so. ”

Zhong Zhen suddenly understood, it turned out that it was because Changkong took some mortal food to eat. And it's low-grade food sold in the market, maybe it will be despised by these immortal cultivators.

She thought of the previous rhetoric to persuade Changkong, but she couldn't tell people to do their own thing. But I didn't dare to eat it for fear of losing face, so I immediately picked up a baked cake and took a bite of it.

Sure enough, it's still hot, I really don't know how he is hot, maybe it's heated by some secret method, but it's very fast.

Food in storage bags. Although it can keep it fresh for a long time, it cannot maintain the temperature.

"Huh. It tastes really good. ”

"No, I've been to a lot of places, and I've heard that this is a time-honored store that specializes in selling baked cakes. At that time, I did not prepare any silver for mortals, so I went to find a silver mine and dug up some silver. ”

It's really hard to dig silver mines to buy baked cakes, Zhong Zhen is impressed, what a god.

She ate two bites of baked cakes, drank some tea that had been brewed as light as white water, and suddenly thought of a question, "You just bare-chested, barefoot, without pants, running around in a mortal country, and people don't stare at you as a monster?" ”

"I've been wearing pants for a long time, and once I was standing on a tree and talking to Lin Zhiqi, and she said that I was nasty and shameless.

No one had ever talked about it before, so I asked her why she said it. It turned out that I didn't wear pants. Having said that, you are also a demon cultivator, so how do you know how to wear pants, and you don't remind me. ”

Thinking of Lin Zhiqi's embarrassment at that time, Zhong Zhen suddenly laughed.

The cultivation of the sky is too high, the hands and feet are heavy, and it comes and goes like the wind, and ordinary people can't hide, where will they tell each other bluntly. Even if those ancestors in the god transformation period can make friends with each other on an equal footing, they will definitely take him as a joke and will definitely not remind him.

Seeing Zhong Zhen laughing one after another, Changkong was suddenly annoyed, "If you laugh again, I will slap you to the nine heavens, don't think about falling down in the future, if you fall, you will die."

"It's because you shoot people on the wall as mosquitoes at every turn that no one dares to mention you, and it's no wonder to me. Besides, I don't remember anything, I just remembered it. By the way, how do you heat up the pancakes. I'll take it back later, and the next time I eat it, I'll have to burn the fire and roast it again, which is really troublesome. ”

Changkong said disdainfully: "What are you doing with the storage bags that those people repaired, just put them in the beast's bag, and when you want to eat, turn your head back into a bird's head, and spit it out directly." The stomach has been warm all year round, and of course the baked cakes are warm and coaxing. ”

Zhong Zhen just took a big bite of the baked cake, and at the moment she didn't know whether to swallow it or spit it out, so she choked so much that her neck straightened. She suddenly remembered that everyone was quiet just now, could it be that Changkong had turned back into a bird's body and put it in his stomach.

Thinking of digging out the bird's nest in the past, she suddenly understood one thing, the adult big bird swallows what it eats first, and spits it out and feeds it to the little bird when it comes home.

She hurriedly put all the biscuits into the storage ring, covered her mouth with her sleeve, and spit out the half-chewed biscuits into the storage ring. Immediately afterwards, he took two sips of tea and rinsed his mouth.

After doing this, Zhong Zhen said casually: "I drank some wine just now, but I feel that my stomach is not very comfortable at this time, I will take the baked cakes first, and then eat them slowly when I turn around." ”

"Hey, I was going to ask a little disciple to fetch some plates for everyone to taste."

"You are so lucky, you are digging silver and getting lost, how can you buy these baked cakes for others, they are all mine, they are all mine." Zhong Zhen said hurriedly.

It's a good deed, other people take these baked cakes, it's not good to eat them, and it's not good not to eat them. Changkong is not very reasonable, and he gets angry, if he forces them to eat three or five baked cakes alone, it will be too embarrassing.

A cake storm passed like this, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief and cast a grateful glance at Zhong Zhen. But remembering that she had eaten a whole pancake just now, she suddenly felt very nauseous. But think about it again, she was originally a monster bird, and the two of them were in a group, so there was nothing disgusting.

Yuan Zhi finally dispelled that ridiculous thought, Taoist or something, don't mention it in the future. Even if Miss Zhong doesn't eat raw meat, there is still a difference between humans and demon beasts.

In case one day she also conjures up a bird's head and spits out a bun of steamed buns and baked cakes, this day is really impossible. (To be continued.) )