On a winter day, just after a light rain, a carriage left deep rut marks on the muddy ground.

The driver was a middle-aged man, who looked like a swarthy farmer in the countryside, only slightly taller than the average person.

His stubble was very dense, presumably a beard, but he didn't grow a beard.

What was more abrupt was that his big dark rough face had a pair of squinting eyes.

If Lu Xun sees it, he will definitely pay special attention to it. He's watched a lot of anime, and in his impression, Squint is a monster!

As if he had seen something, the swarthy man suddenly stopped the carriage, then jumped down, and said, "Hey, this wild vegetable is good, I can stew soup for my husband later, and let him taste the dishes I have newly researched." ”

Although his cooking skills are unanimously disliked by everyone, and he likes to develop new dishes that leave people speechless, he has always been passionate about cooking and feels that he can one day become a unique chef.

So, along the way, once he sees a good ingredient, he will always stop.

Inside the carriage, a middle-aged scholar in an old white shirt sighed, leaned against the window, glanced out, and then closed his sense of taste with his spiritual power.

The swarthy man parked the carriage on the side of the road, took out a complete set of kitchen utensils and cutlery from the storage ring, and began to do what made him happiest.

It didn't take long for him to cook a pot of green, sticky vegetable soup.

He tasted it himself, and then his face darkened.

After tasting it, he tasted it and felt that he didn't taste anything, and then he tasted it again, and felt that he tasted the fragrance of nature.

"It's not bad, at least it's better than before. It doesn't matter if it's delicious or not, what Mr. cares about most is always this heart. He said in his heart.

With the soup and rice in hand, he stood outside the carriage and said, "Sir, it's time to eat." ”

"Bring it in." The middle-aged scholar who has been ready for a long time said.

But when he saw the appearance of this soup, he immediately felt that he was still not fully prepared.

"Forget it, the heart is the most important thing."

The swarthy man is right, Mr. is such a person, he pays more attention to his heart, as long as everyone remembers him in everything and thinks of him in everything, he will feel happy.

"Third child, how far is it from the Demon Sect?" The gentleman asked.

The swarthy man, that is, Zhuge Laifu, replied: "If you continue to rush like this, it is estimated that it will take seven days." ”

"It's going to take seven days, it's slow." After thinking about it, the gentleman glanced at the sticky vegetable soup in his hand again, and couldn't help but say, "Fly back." ”

"Okay." Zhuge Laifu nodded and said, "It's been a few months, and I haven't seen my junior brother yet." ”

The gentleman had a nonchalant expression on his face.

After the meal, Zhuge Laifu listened to Mr. and released the horse.

Miraculously, the horse still refuses to go, and it seems to be quite spiritual.

"Let's go, let's go, find a place to practice." Zhuge Laifu waved his hand at it again.

This time, the big dark horse knew that it was useless to insist on it, and he didn't dare to play tricks anymore. He lowered his horse's head, sat down on his knees, kowtowed three times as if in a great salute, and then got up and ran in the direction of the forest.

The carriage without horses looks a little weird. Zhuge Laifu sat up and muttered: "Da'er~ Drive!" ”

Then, with a wave of his large, gnarled hand, the carriage floated. Then it flew higher and higher, faster and faster, until it turned into a black light and disappeared.

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Mr. returned to the sect, but this news did not make too many waves in the Demon Sect.

For the disciples of the Demon Sect, Mr.'s whereabouts were not something they could understand. When Mr. is in the back mountain and when he is not, the disciples of the Demon Sect don't know at all.

Including Shen Yan and the others, they didn't know that Mr. was returning to the sect at first, but they sensed the breath of the third uncle Zhuge Laifu, so they guessed that Mr. was back, and hurriedly got up and came out to greet him.

Shen Yan stood in a row with the four peak masters, and saluted at the carriage suspended in the air: "Welcome Mr. Hui Sect!" ”

After finishing speaking, he didn't forget to bow to Zhuge Laifu: "I've seen the third uncle." ”

Zhuge Laifu nodded with a smile, and the curtain of the carriage was lifted, revealing a palm with an orchid finger slightly upturned. The gentleman poked his head out of the carriage, waved his hand casually, and said:

"How many times have you said it, don't come to this set, let's go back and get busy."

He didn't ask anything like "the Demon Sect is still stable recently", and Mr. didn't care about it. Exactly, there weren't many things he cared about.

When Shen Yan and the others heard this, they looked at each other and smiled, and hurriedly gave way to Mr. and let the carriage continue to float in the direction of the back mountain.

In the small study in the back mountain, Mao Nanbei was lying on her big rattan chair basking in the warm winter sun. Suddenly, her cat ears moved slightly, and then she sat up from the wicker chair, startling the little mute beside her.

The cat turned his head to the house: "Lu Xun!" Come out of here! ”

Lu Xun ran out a little unexplained and asked, "What's the matter, Fourth Senior Sister, I was shocked." ”

"I feel the breath of the third senior brother, Mr. should be back." After the cat finished speaking, he stretched out his little hand, grabbed Lu Xun with one hand, grabbed the forest cicada with the other, and flew towards the direction of the bamboo forest.

In the bamboo forest, the second senior sister was still sitting on the boulder, but it was obvious that she was waiting for something.

"Is the gentleman back so soon?" Lu Xun was slightly surprised.

He raised his hand and straightened his robe, trying to make a better first impression on his husband.

Of course, with his natural charm10, Lu Xun is very confident and feels that there is no reason to make a bad first impression.

A simple black carriage landed in the bamboo forest, and the swarthy man driving the carriage jumped out of the carriage.

He glanced at Lu Xun and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Then, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a middle-aged man wearing an old white shirt and looking very ordinary stepped out of the carriage.

He wasn't tall, a little shorter than Lu Xun. The temperament is not as outstanding as Lu Xun, a bit like a poor and down-and-out scholar who can't get into the exam.

And Lu Xun clearly saw his upturned orchid fingers and the small broken steps when walking...... It's a bit gay.

The most important thing is that all the people in the Demon Sect wear black robes, and the female disciples also wear black shirts or black skirts, and he is the only one who wears a white robe.

To say something disrespectful, Lu Xun felt that Mr. revealed a lot of inside and out......

And when he was looking at Mr., he was also looking at him.

The gentleman just glanced at him, and couldn't help frowning slightly, and let out a sound:

"Huh?"

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