It was Jiang who had also learned how to make utensils from his clansmen, and after looking at the drawings drawn by Miao Miao, he felt that this matter was simply too simple.

After a busy time, Miao Miao, who went out to look for ingredients, had not come back, and he had already made the pot.

And Duobao also woke up at this time. Seeing that Miao Miao didn't ask herself to eat again, she was angry. Holding his mouth, he squatted in the corner of the wall, looking at Shi Jiang with a resentful expression. It was Jiang Zhi that the monkey was small-minded and delicate, so he brought the dumplings from the kitchen and said, "Eat." ”

"Don't pretend to be ......"

Halfway through the conversation, the voice stopped abruptly. The man glanced over, and the eyes containing the power of the Jindan monk's divine sense made Duobao suddenly extinguish.

It poked the dumplings in the bowl fiercely with its own wooden spoon, and secretly said in its heart: "Sure enough, it's an evil clan! You wait, if you want to fight Miao Miao's idea, my Uncle Duobao will definitely not let you get your wish!"

What do those mortals say?

The discord between husband and wife is all due to instigation.

As long as it instigates hard, this guy is in Miao Miao, then there is no hope! It doesn't want such a person to rob Miao Miao with it!

It's really big.

It was Jiang who chuckled, and didn't bother to pay attention to Duobao's small movements, took out a roll of cloth from the Qiankun bag, and looked at it slowly.

Miao Miao came back from outside, and when she saw Jiang holding a roll of cloth and looking at it, she couldn't help but be curious: "Jiang, what are you doing?"

"Read a book. ”

It was Jiang who put down the scroll cloth and said: "There is a strange person in Chuzhou City recently, who wrote a strange book, and I don't know what kind of secret method it is, but I can summon the person in the book to fight for it." This incident alarmed the monarch, and it is also a recent anecdote. I was curious, so I looked for this book and read it, and I always felt that it was somewhat similar to the Confucian way you said. ”

"Summoning characters from the book?"

Miao Miao was stunned, "Novelist?"

"Novelist?"

It was Jiang who handed the cloth scroll in his hand to Miao Miao, "Do you have a problem?"

Miao Miao took the cloth over, glanced at it slightly, and found that it was a book for demon slayers. Although the idea is crude, but to think that this person has succeeded in taking this as a way is quite loved by heaven! Could it be the originator of this world novelist?

After thinking for a while, he said: "It is similar to Confucianism but it is a little different, but it is all the same, and it is driven by the power of faith. ”

Miao Miao briefly described the role of the power of faith, and Jiang couldn't help but say after hearing this: "The knowledge of the mountain gate is profound and profound, and he actually knows so many things here. Miao Miao, why do you want to go down the mountain? The mountain is not good, if you stay on the mountain, you must have no worries about food and clothing, right?"

"Master asked me to come down the mountain. ”

Miao Miao thought about the gourd hanging around her neck, lowered her eyes and said in a low voice: "I don't know what Master's intentions are. Anyway, with a wave of my hand, I went down the mountain, and I didn't say when I would be asked to go back, and I couldn't find where the mountain gate was. ”

"You ......"

It was Jiang who hesitated, "What kind of cultivation is your master?"

"Half-step godhood. ”

“？”

It was Jiang's face that changed, "Is it an existence that is more powerful than Yuan Ying?"

"Naturally. ”

"Sure enough......"

It was Jiang Low and said, "I should have thought of it a long time ago, Yuan Ying has not yet ascended, so there should be a realm above...... It's just that the people of my generation who can survive the Yuan Infant Tribulation are legends. ”

"I guess it has something to do with killing too much. ”

Miao Miao said: "Seven or eight-year-old children also kill this is detrimental to the way of heaven, do not do good deeds, and create cause and effect to damage merit." How can we survive the tribulation without merit? Those who have survived the heavenly tribulation in legend are likely to do good deeds on a daily basis. ”

It was Jiang who was silent.

He felt that Miao Miao's analysis was very reasonable. And why Heavenly Dao wants to maintain the royal family and nobles is a very strange thing. The nobles have a lot of greed, and often entrust the monks to kill, and the monks are not allowed to resist, isn't the Heavenly Dao so arranged to destroy the merits of this world?

So......

What's the connection?

This topic is a little heavy, Jiang Jian Miao frowned, and he was a little resistant to this topic in his heart, so he changed the topic and said, "Is the pot still suitable?"

Miao Miao took the pot and gave a thumbs up, "Jiang, you are so amazing!"

After a pause, he poured out the contents of his storage bag, "I went to the Pregnant River and caught a lot of prawns, and we will make a shrimp scrambled egg to eat later." Last year, I also picked some ginkgo seeds, two wild boar belly, and some green peppers, just to make fried belly shreds to eat. ”

Jiang had never heard of any of this, so he could only nod, "It's all up to you." ”

Stir-frying in a clay pot is always tasteless, and now that there is an iron pot, Miao Miao is really happy and crazy. As soon as I was happy, I made a few more dishes and covered all the small cases.

Faced with such a sumptuous delicacies, Jiang felt that the self-control he had been proud of for a long time was crumbling little by little.

Cooking......

A new way of cooking, a wonderful combination, delicious enough to swallow your tongue......

And this wine as pure as water, a line of hot sensation in the throat......

Yes Jiang felt that he would not want to leave if he stayed here for a few more days.

Miao Miao's everything here made him feel novel.

After a delicious meal, the two climbed onto the roof.

Miao Miao was holding her own flute and blowing the minor tune of her hometown, it was Jiang who looked at the bright moon in the sky, and Duobao was lying between the two, staring at Jiang with vigilant eyes.

The night is thick and the moon is bright.

The sound of the flute coexisting with vicissitudes and ethereals spread slowly.

It was Jiang who looked at Miao Miao playing under the moon, and there was softness in his eyes that he didn't notice.

At the same time, the desire in my heart to end the troubled times is also getting stronger and stronger.

After the three pieces of plum blossoms were played, it was Jiang Dao: "It's really good." ”

Miao Miao smiled and said, "I'll write it down for you later." Do you know what kind of musical instrument?"

It was Jiang who shook his head, "I've been cultivating all the time, and I haven't learned this. ”

"That's it!"

Miao Miao said a little regretfully: "I'll teach you later! By the way, do you all use cloth for writing here? I can come to make paper later, and don't use cloth in the future, it's too expensive!"

"Paper?"

It was Jiang who had obviously never heard of this thing, and his eyes showed doubts.

Miao Miao took out a book from the Qiankun bag and said, "Now, this material is called paper, and you can make it with bamboo and trees." This is the method of pranayama, so I'll give it to you today. ”

It was Jiang Da who was surprised, and his cold face was full of disbelief, "Your pranayama method looks quite superior, how can you give me such an important thing?"

"You have taught me the method of forging the body and the method of practicing the sword, why can't I give you the method of pranayama of my master? Don't be burdened, this method of pranayama is not the best, but it is better than yours......

Miao Miao was also a little helpless.

Wujimen's entry-level ordinary pranayama method was regarded by Jiang as a shocking work, so if you want to see the pranayama method of other major sects, you can't faint?

The world is so backward!

Not only is the production technology backward, but even the theory of cultivation is also backward.

Well, but that's fine!

Inventing things to change the world is also merit, the more blank the better, the merit will not be able to come at that time?