Cao E led Cao Daya away with a thousand thanks, and the hero led the goat, casually called a handyman, and asked him to take Cao Ergou to go through various procedures.

As for Cao Ergou's admission qualifications, He Qinghuan had already spoken in the morning, so it was naturally unimpeded.

"Senior brother, I'm going to roast this sheep, are you interested in drinking two cups?" The hero invites Peng Qidao.

"Not interested." Peng Qi shook his head like a rattle, "Early tomorrow morning, send you little rabbit cubs into the mountain, Lao Tzu's task will be completed, in order to avoid long dreams at night, at this last juncture, the farther away from you the better." ”

"Cut! Coward. ”

Raising a middle finger that no one understood, the hero asked Mo Tu again: "Are you interested?" ”

"You know how to barbecue?"

Mo Tu's expression was still indifferent, but he just squinted his eyes, and he showed his suspicion vividly, and he could be called a master of expression management.

"Believe it or not."

The hero rolled his eyes, led the sheep with his hands behind his back, and slowly walked away.

Mo Tu was silent for a moment, then turned and went in the other direction.

When he came to the small courtyard where the hero lived with two jars of wine, the grill and firewood had already been set up in the open space, and the two students were carrying the cleaned and skinned sheep in the back kitchen of the school palace and were about to put them on the grill.

As a gentleman, it is not qualified not to use such free labor as a student, and the hero wanted to do so when he was frequently used in his previous life.

There was not only one hero in the courtyard, but also a young man holding a knife, with no expression on his face, like a piece of wood, which made Mo Tu very intimate.

"You also know that you bring wine, you are not so unsophisticated!"

Sending the students away, the hero took the prepared ingredients, took a brush and began to rub it on the sheep.

Mo Tu ignored him, found a chair and sat down, poured wine, and took a sip while watching him roast the sheep.

The firewood was lit, the mutton began to drip oil, and the aroma was permeated in the small courtyard.

The hero took a knife and slashed the sheep more than a dozen times, and then began to apply spices again, and the technique was extremely skillful, obviously not the first time.

"You are the young palace master of the Eight Extremes Palace, do you often cook by yourself?" Mo Tu couldn't help but speak.

"I'm a good mouthful." The hero smiled and said, "Delicious things have never had anything to do with status. The delicacies of the mountains and seas are not necessarily delicious, and the coarse tea and light rice are not necessarily difficult to swallow, the key depends on how to do it, and to truly understand this, you must participate in it.

So, yes, I do cook my own food a lot, and my parents and sisters love to eat my food the most. ”

"Your Royal Highness's filial piety is commendable, but I don't know if you have heard the phrase 'a gentleman is far away from cooking'?"

The brush in the hero's hand paused, then continued. "This is also what Master Xuanyuan said?"

He asked He Qinghuan about the sentence "threesome", it was from Xuanyuan Aotian, which made him very suspicious that it was a senior.

However, after learning more about Brother Aotian's life, he was confused again, because that person had not done anything that a time-traveling person should do except leave a few quotations similar to those of his saints in his previous life.

And things like "celebrity quotes" will always appear as long as the social environment is similar, and even if they are exactly the same, it is not surprising.

"Yes." Mo Tu nodded, and his waist straightened unconsciously.

The meaning of that sentence is that a gentleman should have the noble character of not being able to bear to see the killing and blood, not that he cannot cook. It's right to listen to the words of the sages, but if you can't understand the true meaning and swallow dates, it's better not to listen. ”

Mo Tu's expression was whole, he savored it for a moment, put down the wine bowl, and arched his hand: "I have been taught." ”

It's not an elm pimple that can't communicate.

The hero smiled and continued to operate his own delicacy.

In the middle of the moon, three people, two jars of wine, and a sheep ate and drank cleanly. Mo Tu and Ying Rui cleaned up the grill and firewood ash before leaving, which was very particular, which made the hero feel a lot better about him.

Actually, after the misunderstanding was resolved, he didn't hate this guy very much, but he was very unhappy with that proud look, and he always wanted to fight.

There is no home to serve and wash, the hero washes his face and strips to bed, and when he is not asleep, his body suddenly stiffens and freezes.

Because he had one more person next to him.

"Why do you call other people when you eat barbecue? It's so bad that the old lady can only watch it, you still owe me a lot of barbecue, compensate me! ”

Su Yanyan had no awareness of sharing a bed with a man, and kicked his legs to make him small.

"Didn't you say you like to see me with Mo Tu?"

"What the old lady likes is for the two of you to quarrel, not to drink and talk about Xuanyuan Aotian!"

"Oh, then I won't call him next time I barbecue."

As he spoke, the hero rolled over and faced outward.

The stupid goddess is too fragrant, which affects his sleep.

"The smell of alcohol all over your body, you go out to sleep." Su Yanyan obviously didn't intend to let him go easily.

"This is my bed, thank you."

"Now it's my mother's."

"Call it out and see if it answers."

“…… I'm so hungry! Starving! ”

Su Yanyan began to kick and kick on the bed again, like a bear child who splashed without getting a toy.

The hero sighed and lifted the quilt out of bed.

"Why are you going?" The girl asked.

The hero didn't look back: "Go and see if there is any feed, and come back to feed the pigs." ”

"You're a pig, a big stupid pig!"

With a wave of his fist at his back, the corners of Su Yanyan's mouth curled, and his eyes were curved like crescent moons.

Early the next morning, the children of the Ying clan, who had lived in the school palace for two days, gathered outside the gate, and many students ran to see off the hero, wishing him a successful start to the test.

Looking at the scene where he and the students said goodbye to each other, the people in the second room and the first family of the Ying family felt very uncomfortable.

The hero made a splash and said goodbye to the name of waste completely, and the future of their family naturally became blurred.

Hopefully he'll die in the mountains this time.

Prayer, or curse, is the only thing these people dare to do at the moment.

Forcibly stopped Jiang Rui'er, who was still chattering about Su Yanyan and said goodbye without saying goodbye, and refused Tian Wanxi's request to send him, the hero rode on his horse and marched with the team to the hinterland of Bannu Mountain.

Bannu Mountain is not big, with only three peaks. The Kunlun School Palace was built under the outermost peak, and the Ying Clan's forbidden land, that is, the White Tiger Habitat, was the innermost peak, named Xiaotian Peak.

Aotian, Xiaotian, and the level of naming of the people of Middle-earth is really not good, and the heroes are embarrassed to tell their families that the descendants of their ancestors' pets live in kennels.

Bypassing two mountain peaks, I passed through several villages along the way, including Niujia Village, where Cao Ergou's family was located.

According to Peng Qi, these villages were inhabited by the Orion families in the past, and there are still many who make a living from hunting, and the Ying family does not restrict them, as long as they do not hunt tigers, there are no other taboos.

Riding a horse slowly for a long time, at noon finally came to the foot of Xiaotian Peak, the group ate some dry food for a short rest, and then led by Peng Qi, walking up the mountain.

Halfway up the mountain, a bronze gate suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

The whole body of the gate is green, very heavy, carved with a huge tiger head, the ancient atmosphere is blowing in the face, people can't help but hold their breath, dare not make a mistake.

There were three people standing in front of the gate, all dressed in black, with white tiger patterns embroidered on the left chest. The two stood on both sides with their swords, and one of them had a full beard and looked at the group of young heroes seriously.

The hero knew that he shouldn't mess around at this time, but he really wanted to ask: there is no wall here, only a lonely gate, what can be prevented?