Feng Baobao, a former disciple of the Emei faction, had a like-minded relationship with Mo Shenggu ten years ago, and married under the witness of Zhang Sanfeng and the extermination master, and is now a deacon of the Wudang Canteen.

Deacon of the canteen.

It doesn't sound like much, but in fact, Feng Baobao is in charge of twelve chefs and thirty-six Wudang outer disciples who are in charge of procurement.

The food reserves, daily food distribution, and monthly silver transactions of the whole Wudang are also in charge of this 'canteen aunt'.

The power is great!

Of course, although Feng Baobao is in charge of these, the canteen is still under the command of Zhang Songxi, the fourth disciple of Zhang Zhenren.

It was only after the death of Zhang Cuishan and his wife that Zhang Songxi was addicted to martial arts and never paid attention to mundane things, and the power of the canteen fell into the hands of Feng Baobao.

The above are all speculations made by Lan Li alone after listening to other people's chatter.

What is the case......

"Don't be lazy! There are still forty-six lunch boxes, Xiao Mingyue, if you can't finish brushing it, don't plan to sleep tonight! ”

In the kitchen behind the dining hall, Feng Baobao's voice was like a demon, and the people who listened to it were chilled.

I'm still a kid.....

Washing the oil stains off the plate with hot water, Lan Li looked at the tall dinner plate falling in front of her, and a tear appeared in her eyes.

Good grievance.

Sure enough, I am still not strong enough, otherwise I would have to tie up this ugly Sanba and sink in the river!

No! It's not right to kill! She should be locked up in a small dark room, and she should not be given food until she finishes washing 3,000 dishes a day!

In his heart, he kept making all kinds of vicious curses on Feng Baobao, but Lan Li's movements on his hands did not stop.

The remaining forty-six plates, without dish soap, had to be scrubbed.

It took almost half an hour for Lan Li to finish it.

Then, before he could take a breath, Feng Baobao's mockery came from his ears: "Washing a dish is so ink, are you embarrassed to be wronged?"

Do you know, just call a village woman at the bottom of the mountain, and these hundred or so plates will be washed and cleaned in a quarter of an hour! ”

Say that!

You're still in the dishwasher, and it's all clean in a minute!!

Lan Li was furious in her heart, but she knew that she couldn't provoke the old woman in front of her, so she still had to hold back the anger in her heart and admit it: "Senior Aunt Feng, look, the dishes in the canteen have been cleaned, can you allow Mingyue to go back to bed, Mingyue still has morning classes to go to tomorrow....."

As he spoke, Lan Li made a pitiful appearance through the unyielding tears that had not yet passed away in the corners of his eyes.

Okay!

He looks like a half-grown child now, and it's pitiful enough to be making this appearance at this time.

Feng Baobao's heart softened when he saw it......

It's a pity that the old woman from Emei, although her mother's love is overflowing, she doesn't know how to behave.

The face is still fierce: "Okay, don't be wronged, isn't it just to punish you for doing some work!"

Look at you bear!

It's not getting early, so if you're in a hurry to go back to practice....."

Seeing that Feng Baobao had the intention of relieving his mouth, Lan Li hurriedly said, "Senior Aunt Feng! I haven't practiced the introductory mind method today! ”

Feng Baobao's face changed in seconds: "Then you have to accompany me to the back mountain to feed the Tiger Venerable!" ”

Lan Li: "......"

You unreasonable old woman!!

......

......

Wudang back mountain.

Lan Li held a large pot of ribs that had been burned to seven medium rare, and followed Feng Baobao on the stone path leading to Huzun.

Tiger Zun, Black Tiger.

One of the mountain-protecting spirit beasts of Wudang Mountain!

It's been a month since Lan Li traveled over the block, and Lan Li hasn't seen this legendary being.

On weekdays, I listen to Zhuo Yihang and they talk a lot.

It is said that the Tiger Zun is a tiger with a body length of more than four meters and a height similar to that of an adult man, and it is a spirit animal that the patriarch Zhang Zhenren walked the world when he was young and collected it in the deep mountains.

Tigers that have lived for hundreds of years have pure black fur.

It can be called auspicious in the world.

Well, this tiger should be older than Zhang Zhenren, and it is really impossible to refute it when it is said to be auspicious.

At least this guy doesn't eat people.......

After walking for almost half an hour, Feng Baobao took Lan Li to a stop in front of a clearing surrounded by jungle.

"Alright, see the stump in the middle of the clearing in front of you, you go up and put the meat on it."

Crossing his waist, Feng Baobao said coldly.

"Yes, Aunt Feng."

Behind Feng Baobao, Lan Li walked forward with a wooden basin, and his eyes began to look around.

Since the black tiger has been able to stay in Wudang Mountain for so many years, it must be human.

Lan Li was not afraid of being eaten by it.

I'm afraid that this 'spirit beast' will suddenly come out and scare myself.

At the same time, Lan Li also had some curiosity about this spirit tiger.

The pure black tiger, who has lived for hundreds of years and is four meters long, said that he didn't want to see it, and Lan Li couldn't fool himself.

Pity.

The spirit beast Wudang didn't seem to have a 'mischievous' mentality, and it didn't jump out until Lan Li put down the food and walked back to Feng Baobao.

Seeing that the black tiger did not appear, Lan Li hesitated for two seconds and asked Feng Baobao, "Senior Aunt Feng, when is the Tiger Venerable coming?" ”

In response to Lan Li, Feng Baobao's expression was smiling.

"What, you kid can't wait?"

"No, the disciple is just curious about what Tiger Venerable looks like."

"Didn't want to be a tiger hero?"

"My aunt laughed."

Lan Li looked embarrassed.

In other words, what kind of image is he in Feng Baobao's heart?

With his small body, he still fights tigers?

I'm afraid that just a big cat can take him away!

Should I be cowardly......

"It's good if you don't have it."

Feng Baobao didn't look back when he spoke, just looked into the distance.

After about three or five minutes, Lan Li suddenly felt some itching behind him.

Subconsciously, he stretched out a hand and touched it backwards.

Plush.

Still a little wet?

Back.

At first glance.

The legs are weak.....

In the dark night, a fierce beast with a body like a hill up close was no more than twenty centimeters behind him, staring at him with a pair of eyes as big as his age.

"Tiger... Tiger Zun... Hello. ”

Holding back his desire to shout, Lan Li, whose throat was dry, swallowed his saliva, and said hello to the tiger behind him stiffly.

The tiger didn't move.

"Huzun, I'm a disciple of Wudang, I'm here to bring you food."

I don't know if I understood Lan Li's words, the tiger got closer, and sniffed Lan Li with its nose bigger than Lan Li's palm.

It's smelling.

Lan Li didn't dare to move, so he had to look at Feng Baobao beside him with a pleading gaze.

Lan Feng didn't speak, just hugged his chest and watched how he responded.

What to do?

Don't panic!

This tiger has lived for hundreds of years, and it is still a mountain protection spirit beast in Wudang, and it has long been a refinement, and it will definitely not eat me.

Probably... Should... Ken can... Right?

Help me......