"Master, it's not good, it's not good!" A little boy with two tubes of yellow snot ran into the house, and the angry Ji Tang rolled his eyes.

"What are you yelling about, I'm not dead yet! Don't you see I'm meditating? I don't know the rules at all. Ji Tang glared at this third apprentice Xiao Zhuo, this child was an abandoned child picked up by her master, and he didn't learn spells well, and he couldn't compare with Bingxue's cute An Mengmeng, and he couldn't even compare to his wooden-faced big apprentice.

"No, no." Xiao Zhuo waved his hand again and again, although he was an outcast, he was not stupid, he was used to looking at people's faces, if it wasn't really urgent, he didn't want to come over and touch the master's moldy head.

"What are you doing, if you have something to say, say it quickly." Ji Tang frowned unhappily, there were forty or fifty disciples in Lingfeng Pavilion this year, and only a few of them could handle it, and the others still seemed to be ignorant and ignorant. If An Mengmeng can practice spells more or less, she doesn't have to worry about how to pave the way for her.

"Yes, it's Senior Sister, she, she seems to be crazy......" Xiao Zhuo spit out this sentence, lowering his head and looking up at Ji Tang with two eyes.

"What nonsense, your senior sister is the most calm, how could she ......" Ji Tang's words suddenly stopped, she thought of the side effects of the spell, and couldn't help but believe it a little in her heart.

"What's going on, take me to see it." Si Qi is the most outstanding one of the disciples of this generation, because he was born with strong spiritual power, he was sent to the Lingfeng Pavilion by his family at the age of five to practice, whether it is basic spells or spirit sword skills, he is a leader.

And An Mengmeng, whom she loves and loves, is not only born with yin and yang eyes, but also has mediocre spells and swordsmanship. In addition to being able to subdue some little demons and imps, she can only cry and wait for someone to save her life when she encounters a slightly tougher monster. But she doesn't feel that her strength is weak, and she wants to "pull out the knife to help" when she encounters a little trouble. The slogan of "subduing demons and eliminating demons" has always been on his lips. But as long as those monsters and ghosts have some sad and pitiful past, she can't be ruthless, and even sheds tears with her, and often falls into other people's traps or traps. In short, it's a stupid and cute type of good old man, and a troublemaker.

An Mengmeng was two years younger than Si Qi, and was sent to Lingfeng Pavilion when she was nearly ten years old, for some reason, Master Ji Tang's eyes were always different from the eyes of ordinary disciples. All kinds of pampering love, if it weren't for the right age, Si Qi would have suspected that she was the illegitimate daughter of the master.

Ji Tang hurried to Si Qi's residence. I was stunned by the scene in front of me. Si Qi was barefoot and wearing a close-fitting jacket, and his hands were constantly busy.

In her hand was a large withered rooster, and at her feet was a basin with boiling water, and beside her was a blood-stained sword. And Si Qi is in full swing. Pluck chicken feathers! That's right, it's plucking chicken feathers.

Put the dried rooster into boiling water and blanch it, and then pull it with your fingers, and the chicken feathers will come off smoothly, leaking out the raw white chicken.

Si Qi plucked the feathers very carefully, even the tiny feathers did not let go, looking at the eyes of the big rooster were almost green light, and the chicken feathers scalded by boiling water emitted an unpleasant fishy smell.

"Si Qi. You, what are you doing here? Ji Tang's eyes widened. The fingers pointing at Si Qi were trembling, could it be that this spell had such a big side effect, except for amnesia, there was something wrong with everyone's heads?

Si Qi didn't raise his head, "I want to eat chicken." "The subordinates still did not stop, the chicken feathers were plucked more happily, and the determination to eat the chicken was very great.

"Master, this is a spirit chicken raised by the fifth uncle, he has been feeding it for more than 20 years, and now he has been killed by the senior sister with such a knife, and he has lost his hair, and when the fifth uncle comes back, he doesn't know how much fire it will be!" A girl with a thin melon seed face, a pointed chin, and a picky eye pointed at Si Qi and complained.

Ji Tang froze for a moment, but she rarely lost her temper, and her own plan was more important in her heart. Isn't the spirit chicken or something a tool to get rid of demons, if you die, you die, it's a big deal to pay her some elixir, even if the fifth child is unhappy, he won't say anything.

But now the key is, this Si Qi, whether her head is normal or not. I watched it for several years before I decided to support her to make a cover for Mengmeng, and if it broke, she wouldn't have that kind of charm anymore.

"Si Qi, do you know who I am?" Ji Tang asked cautiously.

Si Qi didn't raise his head, "Master." ”

"What about them?" Ji Tang is still not at ease.

"A bunch of noisy little kids." Si Qi raised his eyebrows coolly.

Fortunately, the personality is still the same, and Ji Tang is a little relieved. "If you want to eat chicken, tell Master, why did you kill your Fifth Uncle's spirit chicken? He's going to throw a tantrum and throw things when he comes back. ”

Si Qi raised his head at this time, and glanced at Ji Tang with a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes, "You're not my master?" ”

"Uh, of course I'm your master, you ......"

"Since it's my master, don't you still have you when I get into trouble?" After Si Qi finished speaking, he continued to pluck chicken feathers with his head down.

Ji Tang was speechless for a while, she was really poor in words. Yes, you are a master, why don't you come forward when your disciple gets into trouble. Ji Tang was very unhappy in his heart, but he couldn't say anything. I could only go back to my Taoist room in a daze, and said that I didn't even eat dinner.

Some of the junior brothers and sisters here don't like Si Qi, and some are afraid of Si Qi, anyway, no one went to ask her to eat, and she was happy.

A man went to the kitchen and took several condiments, carried the cleaned white chicken to the back mountain, and put a fire on the white chicken to grill on the fire.

The white chicken was smeared and marinated with seasonings, and Si Qi kept brushing the sugar water on it with a small brush, making the skin squeak, and after a while, the skin turned into an attractive yellow-brown, and the aroma of the roast chicken went straight to people's noses.

Waiting until the chicken wings were slightly burnt, Si Qi carefully removed the fire, tore off a small piece of chicken and stuffed it in his mouth, yo, it was really a spirit chicken, and the taste was more delicious than ordinary chicken.

There was a slight sound in the grass. Suddenly, a white shadow pounced out and went straight to the roast chicken in Si Qi's hand.

Look for death!

Si Qi instantly threw the roast chicken into the air and smashed his backhand fist into the white shadow's face.

"Whew-"

The white shadow rolled down to the ground, whining in pain.

"Dare to rob the old lady's roast chicken, this is your end!" Si Qi proudly tore off the chicken leg and viciously tore off a large piece of meat.

The white shadow finally stopped rolling, poked his head out of the grass, and twitched his little nose against the roast chicken a few times, and let out a pitiful whine in his mouth.

It turned out to be a little white fox, with a blue eye that was beaten by Si Qi, and the white fur on its body was rolling gray, looking pitiful and ridiculous. (To be continued......)