In the early morning, a beam of sunlight shone through the window of the room on Ling'er's immaculate little face, and the sound of tinkling and ding dong sounded, like a mountain spring, like a stream. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info Ling'er opened her eyes, and it turned out to be a beautiful voice coming from the small box on the table. Get up and sit down at your desk, "I wasn't dreaming yesterday?!" Ling'er stared at the phone with hazy eyes and said to herself.

The picturesque boy, poetic temperament, cheerful and lively personality and the magical fairy baby deeply attracted the heart of the Qianqian girl, which girl does not live in the heart of a prince.

Quietly got up, found a puff of smoke floating out of the small kitchen, along the path paved by the stone to the kitchen door, looking in, Yun Shu was squatting in front of the earthen stove blowing the fire hard, may be the reason why the firewood was soaked in dew, the light smoke did not catch fire, found that with light footsteps, Yun Shu looked back at Ling'er was staring at himself at the door, grinning embarrassedly, "This firewood is a little wet, it will be fine later, hungry, go wash up, the eye feces are about to fall!" "Hmph, it's still a bit bad like that.

Ling'er turned around angrily to fetch water and wash, but why do you just like his bad tone, Zhao Ling'er, what's wrong with you. In Ziwei Palace, the master and brother all love her, and tolerate who will bully her everywhere, there is a saying in modern times that men are not bad and women do not love, and bad boys are actually easier to attract girls than honest boys.

The rice porridge in the pot finally opened, cut a little green onion and sprinkled the bacon hanging on the top of the kitchen into the pot, add a little salt, and the snow-white rice porridge with the green onion and fat but not greasy bacon looked so person, "It seems that the skill has not regressed." Yun Shu nodded with satisfaction. Yun Shu's biggest disadvantage is that he loves to scratch on his mouth, because his father is a soldier, his mother is a teacher, and he is often alone in the family, Yun Shu learned to cook at a very young age, Yun Shu's famous quote is "The same ingredients, why not make it better!" ”

When Ling'er came to the small courtyard, she had already sat down in front of the stone table, staring at Yun Shu with big curious eyes, and the aroma slowly drifted in the small courtyard, Ling'er couldn't help but inhale the air hard, swallowed her saliva, and shouted urgently, "Brother Yun, hurry up!" ”

"Here, Yunshu's special preserved egg and bacon porridge, no preserved egg version! Give it a try. ”

"What is a preserved egg?"

"Don't worry about those details, it's always delicious, isn't it?"

Oh, hiss, hiss, this is completely different from the porridge that Ling'er used to drink, although Taoists do not ban eating meat, but they have high requirements for pure heart and few desires, the food is so delicious, every day I think about scratching on the mouth, how can I calm down and enlighten the Tao? Therefore, Ling'er felt that the food in Ziwei Palace was not even comparable to Yun Shu's bowl of porridge.

"Brother Yun's porridge is so delicious! Are you the Heavenly Chef? ”

"What the hell 、??" The East Chef is a god in charge of meals in ancient times, a third-rate miscellaneous immortal like the Lord of the Stove. It is true that I grew up in a Taoist temple, and my imagination is really rich!

"I'm not a god, how many times have I said it!"

"That's it~! Ah...... It is~! Ahh......h

Yun Shu is very helpless, it seems that the mobile phone can no longer be revealed in front of others, modern people cross, somewhat with a sense of superiority, this is caused by the pride of human beings in the bones. Yun Shu really spent a lot of money in order to pick up girls.

"Haha~" A hearty laugh came, but it was so obscene in Yun Shu's ears, and he knew that it was Zhou Yunlong with his heels. "Nephew Yunxian, the old man is here to bother again!"

"Lord Zhou is polite, Yun Shu is ashamed, if the Lord has something to do, just send someone to summon him, why do you need to come in person?"

"Eh~, why should Yun Xian's nephew be humble. The old man came to talk to Yun Xian's nephew about something important this time. Two adults want to meet you! Zhou Yunlong's tone became so polite, but Yun Shu was not used to it, what kind of medicine was sold in this old fox gourd?

"Who is this doll?" Zhou Yunlong saw Ling'er drinking porridge in the courtyard, this female doll looked really beautiful, the more Zhou Yunlong looked at it, the more he felt as if he had seen it somewhere, and couldn't help asking.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable~! Lord Zhou, you still have official business to do, right? I won't bother Lord Zhou here. Yang Wei made a mockery.

"I didn't ...... Oh, by the way, there's still water sitting on the stove at home, so I want to go back quickly. In Yun Shu's contemptuous eyes, Zhou Yunlong turned his head and ran away like a burning buttocks.

While speaking, an old Taoist priest stepped on the seven star steps, held a dusty head and wore a purple yang scarf, and wore a gossip robe, floating in the gentle breeze. I saw him with a crane-topped turtle back, phoenix eyes and sparse eyebrows, a ruddy complexion, and an elegant demeanor. As soon as he came to the crowd, he immediately felt that his temperament was extraordinary, like standing out from the crowd. Yun Shu couldn't help but secretly sigh, a sanctimonious appearance. Much better than last night lying on the roof.

Next to him was a young Taoist priest, with good facial features and majestic features, and the people who came were Fuyaozi and Yang Wei. "Master, why are you here, senior brother? People want to kill you! Ling'er plunged into Lao Dao's arms like a milk swallow returning to the nest, and said coquettishly.

"I'll go~! This old man has first-class physical fitness, why didn't Ling'er's cannonball-like flying pounce knock him vomit blood? Yun Shu said to himself, although his voice was small, but Fu Yaozi's body shook and his throat was sweet, and he was almost pressed down by a mouthful of old blood, Yang Wei next to him couldn't see it anymore, and if he wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh, it was actually the most painful!

"Master...... He is the brother who saved me! He's amazing! ”

"Hmm, Brother Ling'er Yun has something to tell you, can you come over for a while?" Yun Shu said to Ling'er.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable...... Yun Xiaoyou, I and Ling'er's master are not outsiders, why can't we say anything to others? Yang Wei said hurriedly, do you dare to stop nodding face? People have whispers to say, if you don't avoid it, forget it, and you still want to eavesdrop openly?

"Senior brother and other departments, Ling'er will come when she goes! What's the matter, Brother Yun, let's go into the house and say. Ling'er turned her head and ran towards Yun Shu, leaving behind the petrified Fuyaozi and Yang Wei.

"Old Niubi, is this really your apprentice, my junior sister Ling'er?" He was answered by the sound of vomiting blood poof~poof~. The elbow doesn't have such crutches, I have been a father and a mother since I was a child, and I can't compare to a stinky kid, Fuyaozi stumbled, and his beard was torn off several times!

"Ling'er, what are the immortals you usually see doing?" "They are all sitting in the main hall! It's not interesting at all! "Then do you want Brother Yun to sit in the main hall as well?" "Of course not, of course Brother Yun can't sit in the main hall, where the wind is swishing, but it's cold!" Ling'er said anxiously. What the hell is the wind in the hall? "Then you can't tell what you saw yesterday, no one can say it!" "Including my master and brother?" Of course! Especially the old bull nose...... Old immortals! "Oh, Ling'er knows."

"The old gods and the high disciples, what are the things? Is it for Ling'er? Yun Shu and Ling'er came out of the house and said. The old way doesn't talk. "The family teacher didn't come specifically for Ling'er, there is still one thing to go up with the little brother Yun." Yang Wei continued.

"Oh, may I ask the name of the elder honor?" "Poor Yang Wei." "I'm ...... impotence" "It's Yang Wei, Yang surnamed Yang, mighty and mighty!"

"It turned out to be an impotence Taoist, disrespectful and disrespectful!" Yang Wei here is helpless, what do you like to scream. I'm completely dead.

"It's not Brother Layun, it's not impotence, it's Yang Wei! My brother's name is Yang Wei! "It's still Ling'er who is good to me, and Yang Wei on the side was moved to tears.