The rat is gone, this matter is a very big blow to the twelve spirits, and now all the work of the mouse is temporarily taken over by the king of the mountain, and the king of the mountain is sitting in the room at the moment lighting a cigarette and quietly looking out of the window.

He knew that Qing Lingzi's old dog was eyeing him, but now he couldn't fight against Qing Lingzi, this kind of dog thing that played with Yang Mou was really disgusting.

"It's obviously just such a small thing, it's definitely not that he can't catch the ascetic boat at the beginning, he is just guiding the fermentation of things, I believe he deliberately let the ascetic boat go more than once."

"Wai three que one. A qualified politician is all about turning everything that happens suddenly into a resource in his favor, and if the development of events is contained at the beginning, he gets very little, if not any. ”

The Mountain King is keeping up with the previous generation of rat videos, he has now settled down in the Mountain and Sea Realm, after all, he is Bai Ze's first disciple, and his status in the Mountain and Sea Realm is basically the status of the prince of the alien beast, and there is no problem in settling down.

"I admit this plate, I can't hide from it." The mouse smiled helplessly: "It's okay." ”

"What are you going to do after that?"

Hearing the mountain king's question, the mouse walked to the window and held his mobile phone to the outside: "Do you see it, the vegetable field behind." Planting beans in the south of the mountain, the grass is full of bean seedlings. ”

"Don't you really ask?"

"How can I ask? Who will believe me? You must know that I was originally the one who led the twelve spirits against the mountain and sea realm, and I was a traitor to the mountain and sea realm, and now that I have returned to the mountain and sea realm again, I can have my current life because of the love between master and apprentice. And how else can I ask, if I help the mountains and seas, it is unjust, and if I help the world, it is unfilial. Qing Lingzi at least left me a name of benevolence, righteousness, loyalty and filial piety here, is it difficult for me to do it myself? ”

The mouse shook his head helplessly, and then sighed: "I plan to open an Internet café here, I found that the alien beast clan is still very backward, I open an Internet café here, and I usually give them lessons when they are fine, you don't have to worry about me, I am still relatively safe here." ”

This is not a lie, the rat is a rat after all, Bai Ze's first big disciple, the senior brother of ten thousand demons, even if he was later divided into the human realm, and then the senior brother is still the senior brother, even if some core secrets will not be known to him, but the connections and prestige are still there, and there must be no problem with safety.

Anyway, although it's quite unwilling, but in short, this is probably the best ending in all badends, and this mouse still admires Qing Lingzi in the end, he can do the game and choose to do the live game or the dead game, which is really powerful.

"What about the purpose of the second generation of rats? Do you have any recommendations? ”

"I don't, I can't push it if I have. Let's do this as soon as possible, let's not talk about it for now, I'll go and prepare the land, turn over the ground and pull out the grass before it rains. ”

But just a second before the mouse turned off the video, King Shan heard a woman's voice from his side: "Stay north, didn't you say take me out for a walk, why are you still chatting with people." ”

The king of the mountain looked at the hang-up video and sneered: "Farming, heh." ”

The biggest dilemma they are facing now is not the question of whether Qing Lingzi can do it or not, but the question of who the new rat and mouse second generation should choose.

After all, if you want to become the twelve spirits, either like Xu Wei, who has the inheritance of the twelve spirits of the previous generation, or like the little snake, you will naturally awaken halfway, and it is not possible to choose randomly, and under normal circumstances, the twelve spirits will not be missing, even if the twelve spirits that have not returned to their places are also shown to be "awakening", but the mouse and mouse are directly black, just like the Pokémon Illustrated Book that has not been solved.

"This thing is neat, it hurts in the skull."

After understanding the situation, Xiao Ma glanced at Hu Deyou, who was studying next to him, and hissed for a while: "No, I'll try to go through the back door and make you directly into twelve spirits." ”

"You're so whimsical." Qing Lingzi sat there and took a sip of the teacup: "This is what you can say?" ”

"That's true, but if we don't find new rats within a year, there will be a catastrophe next year when the earth's branches collapse. Qing Lingzi, look at the things you provoked, and next year you will be ruined and starving all over the land, I see how you will explain to the Holy Lord! ”

Pony's half-joking words also made Qing Lingzi frown, and he thought about it seriously: "This is also a big deal, but I can't get involved in the affairs of the twelve spirits, and you still need to choose by yourself." ”

"Do you think this thing is the reincarnation of a living F, just give an address and say what it is, this thing is the choice of the earthly branch, one disappears and the other has to start the Fuxi wheel to appear, the key is that the person who can start the Fuxi wheel is the one who is proficient in the number of heavenly principles in the twelve spirits, who do you guess that person was killed?"

Qing Lingzi: "Hiss...... The card is buggy. ”

"Now that no one can start the Fuxi Wheel, there is no way to appear a new candidate, and there is no way to recruit the Heavenly King Lao Tzu. You didn't expect it, when you were engaged in other people's rats, rats didn't tell you about this, right? They are all thousand-year-old foxes, who doesn't guard against whom. The pony leaned on Erlang's legs: "Even if you Qing Lingzi has the ability to reach the heavens, can you still meddle in the internal affairs of the twelve spirits?" Now, when the catastrophe comes next year, are you ready to write an edict? ”

Qing Lingzi paced back and forth with his hands behind his back: "It was the old man's mistake." ”

"It's not that you made a mistake, it's that you made too many decisions, forcing people to the point that they have to defend and counterattack. I know that this generation of twelve spirits is basically a waste of all members, but in fact, if you think about it, sometimes it is really not the waste of the twelve spirits but there are fewer and fewer places that need the twelve spirits, and this is actually the ultimate goal of the twelve spirits, and the twelve spirits themselves are to be nannies for the human world, astronomical calendar, farming and animal husbandry. Now that the human world is no longer the infant baby it was at the beginning, the twelve spirits have of course slowly become totems, and there is no need to do anything anymore. ”

The pony looked up at Qing Lingzi: "You, you, you have been too heavy to kill all your life, and you have been blinded by anger." It's not to find fault with you, that is, no one is perfect, even if you are Qinglingzi, you can't escape this perfect and perfect. ”

Qing Lingzi didn't lose his temper this time, but stood at the window and looked out: "The others really can't start the Fuxi disk?" ”

"I can't do it anyway, the Mountain King may be able to. But the king of the mountain longs for you to die. The pony turned his head sideways and looked at Qing Lingzi: "If you want to fight, fight a fish and break the net, you care about the common people, and the twelve spirits care about a hammer." ”

Qing Lingzi looked out the window with his hands behind his back and was silent for a long time, the pony knew that he was trying to figure out a way, but this matter was a dead knot now, and there was no possibility of reconciliation.

And what is Brother Zhang doing at this time, Brother Zhang is planting sweet potatoes.

He turned over a piece of land in a corner of the farm, the farm dog next to him was fluttering butterflies, and Brother Zhang, who was wearing a straw hat, was as quiet and peaceful as he had been at any time in the past.

Many people say that Brother Zhang will be very pitiful because of his identity, but in fact, he never thinks so, he always tells people that he is doing well.

And many people think that he is very good and has supreme power, but in fact it is not, power is only the added value brought to him by work, and what he really gets is freedom, absolute freedom.

Freedom is a word that only exists in books, as long as people are born, there is no complete freedom, otherwise Buddhism will not say that all living beings are suffering, but Brother Zhang has complete freedom.

He can do everything he wants to do, or he can refuse everything he doesn't want to do, and the only thing that can restrain him is his own noble morality, which is true freedom.

What becomes an immortal and a Buddha, he doesn't care. He doesn't care what kind of open and secret fighting. He doesn't need intrigue, and he doesn't need gold, silver, and jewelry.

The only thing that can drive him is the four words "Lao Tzu is willing", no matter how thunderous and fiery it is outside, when it comes to him, it is two words, comfortable.

"Master Zhang, what are you eating today?"

Chen Zhiming's voice sounded from behind Brother Zhang, and Chen Zhiming, who was hurriedly returning at noon, stood behind him pulling the fence and watching Brother Zhang plant sweet potatoes, and then asked by the way.

She works here, the salary is not high, the work is hard, the place is still remote, it is really not a good job, but only this place is really good, for example, yesterday, breakfast is chicken tofu soup with freshly fried fritters and yam cakes dug up from the mountain behind her farm, lunch is black pepper snowflake beef cubes, boneless eel, fried peanut seedlings and steamed bacon with powder, although the taste is relatively light and she is a person from Sichuan and Chongqing, but both the ingredients and craftsmanship are top-notch, It tastes like a high-end restaurant, and no one will believe that it is a meal in the canteen of the unit when you take pictures.

In the evening, it is even more outrageous, three cold and three hot soup, the cold dish is crispy braised goose paw, mountain delicacies, hot and sour sting, the hot dish is plum pork ribs, braised beef tendon and northern iron lion head, and the soup is gastrodia pigeon soup.

Before, Chen Zhiming's mother was worried that she would not be able to eat enough, since Chen Zhiming dried vegetables in the circle of friends every day, her mother was no longer worried about whether she could eat enough but worried about how much she would have to spend so much.

"Today." Brother Zhang straightened up: "I bought some small river fish in the town in the morning, fried small river fish at noon, and steamed stone chicken and back pot meat." Sweet potato syrup was also prepared. ”

"Yay!" Chen Zhiming clapped his hands happily after hearing that there was sweet potato syrup: "Master Zhang, it looks like you are so young, why are you so good at cooking." ”

Brother Zhang lowered his eyes and chuckled: "I'm forty." ”

"Ahh Chen Zhiming's eyes widened: "My dad is only forty-four ......"

This is not to blame her, because Brother Zhang is forever fixed on the appearance of 21 years old, and time is meaningless to him, whether it is forty or fifty, it is just a counting unit. But for Chen Zhiming, it is a bit outrageous, his father is forty-four, and he already looks very old, while Xiao Zhang, who claims to be forty, looks more tender than his brother......

What kind of maintenance method is this......

However, Chen Zhiming didn't ask much, she had experienced some strange things here, such as the big praying mantis flying around on the farm all day long, and the strange group of weirdos in the back mountain who didn't do anything every day and cultivated.

Now it is very normal to meet a forty-year-old canteen master who looks like a twenty-year-old.

Brother Zhang walked out of the vegetable field with a hoe, Chen Zhiming immediately followed him, and the two returned to the canteen together. She didn't speak, just lay on the edge of the stove and watched Brother Zhang cook.

It's not that she was confused by Brother Zhang's beauty, but Brother Zhang's cooking really has a sense of luxury, just like the kind of food documentary that is specially filmed, and his cooking is also extremely clean, the kitchen is cleaner than her bedroom, there is no imaginary smoke and fire, black paint, the whole process is like the chef of a super high-end restaurant working there, the operation is very pleasing to the eye, and it is much more high-grade than the cooking immortals and tempura immortals.

A small sharp knife will clean the small fish, fry it in the pot until golden brown and crispy, this process is very healing, wait until the small fish on a plate is fried, and then use green onions, ginger and garlic to boil the pot, and finally return the small fish to the pot and stir-fry and add a spoonful of soy sauce, a spoonful of oyster sauce, a spoonful of cooking wine and half a spoon of sugar, the dehydrated small fish quickly absorb the taste of the juice, and the fragrance is permeated at once, and finally add chopped chili peppers, and the fire can be out of the pot so bright.

This dish looks very homely, but in fact, I don't know how good it tastes, and it is simply a must.

And what Chen Zhiming is looking forward to the most is to return to the pot meat, because the people who come out of the heavy taste area have a heavier taste than here, and most of the food is usually light, but now when I hear the back pot meat, the gluttony is hooked.

Today is an unusual sun in the rainy spring in the south, and the bright sunlight outside penetrates through the large floor-to-ceiling glass, and it feels like it has suddenly become retro and elegant.

At this time, if you can have some kind of petty bourgeois light music, take pictures here and post them to a circle of friends, but if you don't bring a positioning, it will make people think that this is in some kind of big city in the kind of perverted restaurant with thousands of dollars and tens of thousands of dollars, no one would have thought that this is just a staff canteen on a farm in the countryside.

After a few dishes were cooked, Brother Zhang wiped his hands and went to the recliner next to him to read a book, and Chen Zhiming made a meal for himself, sat there and waited for the meal, and suddenly she felt that such a composition and such a scene were very suitable for taking pictures, so she put down her rice bowl and rushed back to her dormitory, took out her camera and ran back, and after finding the right position, she took a photo of Brother Zhang who was reading a book, and then took a picture of the countryside and wilderness outside through the window, and then she still felt that it was not enjoyable, so she continued to start clicking and shooting.

patted her and seemed to forget the time, and when she turned around, she suddenly found that her surroundings were completely different, there was no food on the table, and there was no Brother Zhang in front of her.

"Where am I?" Chen Zhiming looked around blankly, then pushed open the door, and outside the door was an old street at dusk, with people bustling on the street, and when she turned back, she found that the place where she was had turned into a café.

"Ah??? Where am I? ”