Chapter Twenty-Seven: Foodies

"It's so fragrant, don't grab it, give me the wings."

Long Qianxue snatched the pheasant in Chen Haodong's hand and said,

"Give me the chicken wings, monk, you have worked hard to give you the chicken butt, and Chen Haodong will give you the chicken legs."

"No, no, I want chicken legs."

Long Xiaoqing pouted when she saw the chicken leg given to Chen Haodong.

One likes to eat chicken legs, the other likes to eat wings, and they are also speechless, Chen Haodong and the monk casually fill their stomachs.

After a few days in a row, it was like this, and the bones inside Chen Haodong were simply buried.

Chen Haodong took turns to keep watch at night, but fortunately, this group of people did not find here.

The rain finally stopped, and Long Yufeng was almost fine.

Chen Haodong was keeping vigil as usual again, and at this time, Long Yufeng came over and sat next to Chen Haodong and said.

"Haodong, I'm sorry for your Gu poison for the time being, the conditions here are not suitable, and there are no medicinal materials yet."

"Auntie, it's okay, we'll help you together then."

Long Yufeng smiled.

"Thank you, Auntie doesn't know if you have a partner."

Chen Haodong panicked, no one has asked this question yet, is this to introduce his daughter to me? But Chen Haodong doesn't plan to talk about a girlfriend for the time being.

"That, that auntie, I don't have that idea right now."

Chen Haodong explained in a panic.

Your daughter is really beautiful, but I just treat her as a friend, although Chen Haodong usually looks atrophied, he can still distinguish the severity.

"Who, come out for me."

Chen Haodong shouted when he heard movement in the mountains and forests.

Looking around, a man in his fifties or sixties came out, still holding a snake the size of his thumb in his hand. Walked over slowly.

"My own people, the three elders."

Long Yufeng explained, afraid that Chen Haodong would mistake him for Long Po's person, and it would be troublesome to fight.

"Meet the High Priest."

The third chief bowed respectfully.

"Don't be polite, it's all your own people, how are you going."

Long Yufeng, as the former high priest, still has followers, and the old woman can't kill them all.

When the time comes, it will cause a shock, so you can only do it secretly, and Long Yufeng has a little person.

"How's the preparation?"

"Report to the high priest, there are still more than thirty followers, and when the time comes, as long as you give an order, we will go down to the sea of fire for you."

Long Yufeng patted the third elder on the shoulder.

"Good work."

The third elder gave Long Yufeng a box and left.

"Brother, I'll give it to you."

It didn't take long for Long Qianxue to hand Chen Haodong a chicken leg.

Chen Haodong took a few bites of the chicken leg, but fortunately, there was not much on the mountain, but there was a lot of game.

When Long Yufeng saw this scene, she returned to the house without disturbing the time of the two of them, hey, her own stupid girl, look at how active people are,

"Brother, where will you go when the matter is over?"

Long Qianxue actually didn't want this matter to end in her heart, so Chen Haodong would stay here, and it was also very enjoyable to stay by Chen Haodong's side silently.

"It's definitely going back to Jingjiang to study."

Chen Haodong said with a wry smile, he didn't go to school for a long time, so he didn't go to school.

"I, I, can I lend you a leaning on your shoulder."

Long Qianxue hesitated for a long time before speaking, for fear that Chen Haodong would refuse,

"You are my sister, brother's shoulder is with you, you can rely on it for as long as you want."

After Chen Haodong finished speaking, he patted his shoulder and motioned to lean over

Long Qianxue, full of happiness, leaned on his shoulder and hugged Chen Haodong's arm.

In fact, Chen Haodong has been treating her as a sister since the last time he said that he would be his brother, and he has no thoughts about it.

This night, Chen Haodong chatted with Long Qianxue for a long time before he slowly fell asleep, and Chen Haodong took off his coat to help Long Qianxue cover it.

This scene reminds me of Yang Tong, and I also leaned on his shoulder and slept all night. But the difference is that Long Qianxue left her saliva, and she still had a smile on her mouth.

In the early morning, a ray of sunshine, a small bird chirping, and the monk came over.

"Monk, you've been letting you eat meat every day for the past few days, and you've gained a lot of weight."

Chen Haodong joked,

"Hey, I just don't have any alcohol to drink, and I'm uncomfortable."

The monk held back a glance at Long Qianxue, and didn't say anything, who doesn't know Long Qianxue's thoughts after knowing him for so long.

"Lao Chen, tomorrow the old woman will have a sacrifice ceremony."

At this time, Long Qianxue woke up in a daze, and when she saw the monk coming, she panicked and got up and suddenly fell asleep.

"Then I still have something to do, you two talk."

After Long Qianxue finished speaking, she turned around and trotted into the house, with a hint of red on her face.

"Tomorrow there will be another bitter battle."

Chen Haodong smiled bitterly.

For a period of time, he was hovering on the edge of life and death, and there were still old foxes in Xuanxin Sect before, how could so many things happen.

Think of your old fox, although usually strict, to yourself like your own son.

I really miss my senior sister Tang Qingqing, when I was a child, I also said that I wanted to take her when I grew up, it's ridiculous to think about it, and I run around behind her ass every day.

If it weren't for the old fox and the strict senior sister, she wouldn't be so proficient in Taoism now, forcing herself to practice drawing talismans and practicing physical skills every day, and catching demons and monsters every day to come over and practice for herself.

"Tell you what do you want?"

When Chen Haodong was thinking, the monk patted him on the shoulder and woke Chen Haodong from his memory.

"Ah, what are you talking about, you're talking about it once."

The monk was speechless, spoke again, and told the story again.

"Okay, that's it."

Chen Haodong called everyone over and discussed the matter once, and after a long discussion, they finally reached a consensus, and the rest was only waiting for time to come.

This day finally came, Chen Haodong, monk, Long Xiaoqing, Long Yufeng, the four of them painted makeup, changed their clothes, and the monk's head was wrapped in a turban.

"Brother, I want to go with you too."

Long Qianxue said worriedly, afraid that she would never see Chen Haodong again in the future.

"You're just here waiting for us to come back, and we'll celebrate with a drink when the time comes."

The four of them slipped into the crowd, and at this time there was a sea of people, some playing drums and shouting, and some dancing. They all gathered in the square, but fortunately, everyone's eyes did not pay attention to Chen Haodong and a few others.

At this time, there was a stage in the middle of the square, and an old woman was still sitting on it. There were dozens of people next to him.

There are a couple of cages under the stage, and there are a few little girls in the cages, who are smiling and grinning all the time. Apparently they weren't aware of the danger yet.

"Later, we'll grab that roast suckling pig and the roasted whole sheep to eat."

The monk whispered in Chen Haodong's ear, and saliva was about to flow out of his mouth.

"If you don't pay attention to anything, you pay attention to eating."

Chen Haodong glanced at the monk.

The old woman was babbling on the stage, not knowing what to say, just now the voice fell, everyone knelt down together, and what was still in their mouths.

Fortunately, Chen Haodong saw a scene before, and he followed suit, but he was scolding the old woman with his mouth.

Then I saw the maid holding a basin of water, and the other maid walked up to the child with a ladle, and said something, and then a ladle of water was poured on the child.