Tang Western Regions, Piaoxiang Courtyard.

The pink veil reflects the red candles, and the huge hall is covered with an ambiguous halo. The rouge is pervasive, the sound of silk and bamboo, and the spring is written between the eyebrows of each pair of obsessed men and women.

"Chen Gongzi, this poem is still missing."

"Luohua deliberately goes with the water, hmm-let my brother kiss him, how about it?"

"Wow, Chen Gongzi, you are so talented, the slave's heart is pounding, I don't believe you touch it."

"Dugutouren, how about Yue'er guess an anagram for you? You've got me, I've got you, you've moved me, and it's fun—"

"Lao Tzu is a rough man, who knows what kind of bird you said - day!"

"That's right! You're so bad, you always want to bully Yue'er. But the bed slaves are all cleaned up, and the old rules are eightfold. ”

It was late at night, and the woman was still thinking about the silver in the man's pocket, and she did everything she could, and the charm in her eyes turned into a pool of spring water.

"Praise!"

Just as the men were hesitating to "communicate deeply", a loud bang was like thunder, scaring half of the men in the room.

A figure smashed through the roof and slammed into the room, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Silk bamboo, waves. Stop.

Everyone looked in amazement at the large humanoid hole in the roof, and their eyes moved all the way down to see a young man.

He was dressed in a strange white outfit and had unusually short hair, which stood on end like a newborn beard. His dusty face was full of pain, and the word "kitchen" was extremely conspicuous on his chest, revealing his identity.

If it weren't for luck, he would have been pressed on the famous fat pig Fang Gongzi, I am afraid that he would have died a long time ago.

His name is Xiao Can and he is a chef.

To be precise, it is the Chinese god of food who once laughed at the world.

August 15, the top of Mount Tai; The god of food is crowned and ordained to the heavens.

At the annual coronation ceremony of the "Chinese God of Food", top chefs from all over the world gathered in Mount Tai to celebrate the culinary feast.

At only 25 years old, he has been crowned the "God of Food" for three consecutive years. Not only did he cook a dish that made men want to stop, but he also had a face that made women salivate.

As long as he takes eighteen sets, he will complete the feat of three consecutive championships and reach the pinnacle of his life at a young age.

When he was lamenting the invincible loneliness, suddenly the mountain wind blew loudly. In the heavy fog, he was pushed hard, and the whole person fell into the abyss!

"Come on, the god of food has fallen off the cliff!"

The wind blew away the fog, revealing the wanton smiling face of Bao Changzhi, the second thousand-year-old man.

As long as Xiao Can lives, he may never be able to ascend to the throne of the God of Food. hesitated again and again, and finally turned the desire for fame and fortune into murderous intentions.

Xiao Can, who was constantly falling, was furious, and before he could scold, the picture in front of him changed from day to night, as if he had crossed the boundary of time.

And then he came here.

"Bag, long, Chi!! Lao Tzu Day, your whole family!! ”

Xiao Can struggled to get up and expressed his chest with a roar. But when he raised his head, the whole person was stunned.

In an antique hall, the lights are ambiguous and the fragrance is permeated.

A group of disheveled men and women hugging each other, the man raises his hand to touch his chest, and the woman reaches into the crotch of his pants, and the picture is more lewd. is as lewd as it gets. Pool.

At the moment, everyone stopped groping and looked at themselves in amazement.

Xiao Can squinted: It seems that this is a role-playing club with a unique atmosphere.

But...... How did I end up here?

In the chaos of his mind, a woman in a bright red robe came out of the crowd.

Her face wrapped in heavy makeup is like a zombie, hiding her real age, but her narrow Danfeng eyes are smart. The towering chest can't stop bumping with the footsteps, and every bump makes people's hearts surge. With an exaggerated figure and attractive eyes, she looks like a superb mature woman.

The mature woman came to Xiao Can's side, pinched her waist with her bare hands, and pulled her red lips disdainfully: "Charter? Do you want our whole family to do the day? It's not that the old lady looks down on you, the girls in my Piaoxiang Courtyard are not one hundred but eighty, do you come over day and earth? ”

The electric eye catstep squeezed her chest, and she made a gesture - this woman must be the legendary mother Sang.

Seeing that his mother Sang heard "Bao Changzhi" as "Bao Changzhi", Xiao Can secretly shouted that it was not good.

dares to take such an explicit name as "Piaoxiangyuan", which proves that the boss has a hard backstage; Take a look at the appearance of the women around you who have gone deep into the role, which shows that the corporate culture is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

With his extraordinary wisdom, Xiao Can saw through at a glance that this was a large-scale immodest den with strong strength.

He thought for a moment, then smiled and pointed to the ceiling: "Just kidding, don't mind." Actually, I was climbing the moon just now, and I accidentally fell down. ”

Everyone followed his finger and saw that it was pitch black outside the big humanoid cave, and there were no stars or moons.

Xiao Can smiled awkwardly and forcibly explained: "It's a cloudy day just now. ”

In fact, he wanted to tell the truth, but who would believe that he fell from Mount Tai?

"The little master is not very old, but he has put a lot of thought into it. I don't dare to say anything else, but this memory is very good. Piaoxiang Courtyard has entertained countless guests from the south to the north, but has never entertained monks, is it possible that the monks in the Central Plains are as dishonest as you now? ”

Du Sanniang smiled coldly, and immediately turned her face into a blank face: "In the middle of the night, I destroyed my roof and said, what kind of person are you!" ”

Monk?

Central Plains?

This young lady's professionalism is not to be said, she has to play the role of the old bustard when she puts on ancient costumes, and looks at how professional people are.

"Alas, since he was seen through by the female benefactor, the poor monk had no choice but to tell the truth." Xiao Can instantly entered the play, cooperatively touched the board above his head, and folded his hands: "The poor monk came from the Tang Dynasty in the East and went to the West Heaven to worship the Buddha and take it——"

"You don't care if you marry your own mother and mother." Du Sanniang's delicate little feet stepped on the stool, and she said fiercely: "In this Dima City, you kid is still the number one who dares to lift the roof of the old lady." Say, how should this account be calculated? ”

Dima City?

Xiao Can has traveled to many places, but he has never heard the word "Dima", and he can't help asking: "Where did you just say this?" ”

Du Sanniang blinked and said, "Tang Western Regions, Dima City." ”

"Big, Don?" Xiao Can saw that she didn't look like she was lying, and a sense of foreboding rose in his heart. "Who is the current emperor? Li Shimin? Li Zhi? It can't be Wu Zetian, right? ”

"Che - it turned out to be a madman. I don't even know our Majesty's surname Qin, are you looking for the old lady to be happy, right? Du Sanniang just wanted to popularize historical knowledge for him, but suddenly came to his senses and said: "Wait-pretend to be stupid, right?" The old lady talks to you about money, you talk to the old lady about history, you monk is so treacherous - which temple are you? ”

Xiao Can ignored Du Sanniang's chatter, only felt that the world was spinning, and there was only one thought left in his mind.

Lao Tzu crossed over, and also crossed into a strange Tang Dynasty with the emperor's surname Qin!

Is there any mistake?

"Bao, Chang, Zhi, your whole family on Lao Tzu's day!"

New hatred and old hatred surged into his heart, Xiao Can scolded again with a crying voice, and suddenly felt that his blood was surging, and he fainted with a twitch of "Karma".

"Tsk, what the hell is this monk holding back." A woman sighed sympathetically with a sympathetic face, rubbed her white and tender hands together dexterously, and asked, "Mother, why don't you use your daughter's 'fluttering fairy hand' to help him quench the fire?" ”

"No money to! Hmph, pretending to be dead to avoid debts, old-fashioned routines. Du Sanniang snorted coldly with contempt, beckoned: "Drag the old lady away - if you don't settle the debt, don't think of going out of this door!" ”