"If I happen to something like this, I can't do it better than you."

"Don't say it, those three boys are also to blame, let's eat and have a few drinks with me."

"Yes, uncle."

"It's good to call Uncle Feng, it's all your own family."

Half a fan of roast mutton, roast suckling pig, roast duck, sea fish, shrimp, crab, vegetarian dishes, cold dishes, and two gourds of home-brewed wine.

Frankly speaking, this made Meng Fan a little flattered, and he didn't expect Uncle Feng's craftsmanship to be so good.

Looking at such a sumptuous dish, a smile appeared on Dasha's face, and now he can eat beautifully.

"It tastes so good." Jin Maiji sandwiched a suckling pig slice and praised: "The skin is crispy, the fat is not fat, and it is better than my master's craftsmanship." ”

“……”

Meng Fan said in his heart: When you get in front of the master, your kid has another set of rhetoric, but there is one thing to say, Uncle Feng's craftsmanship is really good.

vertex

On the side, listening to the praise, the smile on Uncle Feng's face couldn't be suppressed at all, no matter how withdrawn people are, when they reach a certain age, they like to be lively, especially when their niece who has been with them for so many years suddenly leaves.

"If you like it, eat more, and I'll buy it tomorrow." Uncle Feng looked at Amin who was sitting quietly beside Meng Fan, and said with a smile:

"These two gourds are rice wine brewed by the farmer, and the degree is not high, if you can drink it, it doesn't matter if you drink it."

"Thank you, Uncle Feng." Amin responded softly.

In this way, everyone is staggered.

completely forgot about the three street boys who were detained by ghosts in mass graves to atone for their sins, as well as the three actresses.

After three rounds.

"I, although I can use talismans, I am the best at the art of Qimen Dunjia, one is interested, innate, and the other is talented."

Uncle Feng's drinking...... It's hard to put into words.

Previously, he also told Amin to drink less, or even not drink, and when he was himself, three glasses of rice wine were in his stomach, and he immediately turned on his face, blushing his neck to tell about the past.

"At that time, my master had a headache for a long time, and he searched through the Maoshan classics, and only then did he find out a lot of cultivation methods about Qimen Dunjia."

"Strange to say, the elders are not proficient in this way and can't provide much guidance, but as soon as I came into contact with this unfamiliar method, I immediately got a glimpse of the way......

The method that should be passed on, the master will definitely not hide it, therefore, Meng Fan did not ask at the wine table, as if he was too utilitarian, but followed Uncle Feng's meaning, half-jokingly speculated:

"Perhaps, you were good at Qimen Dunjia in your previous life."

Listening to his nephew's words, Uncle Feng nodded instead, groaned slightly, as if he was really thinking about this joke, and then said a little strangely:

"I didn't think about it that way when I was younger, but now, I can't say for sure."

"Always dreaming."

Dream?

Jin Maiji, who was originally munching on lamb chops, was stunned for a moment, hurriedly swallowed the meat, and looked at his senior brother Meng Fan.

And Meng Fan also subconsciously looked at his junior brother.

Both realized that it wasn't easy.

Because, since they entered the Tao, they have hardly dreamed, either meditating and practicing or sleeping until dawn, and the quality of sleep is excellent.

And the master and uncle's cultivation is more profound, according to common sense, it should be dreamless at night.

"Master, what kind of dream?"

Seeing that the atmosphere suddenly became solemn, Dasha also slowed down the speed of eating slightly, grabbed the big duck leg, and added, "I've been dreaming recently. ”

"I dreamed that I had become an ancient military attaché, eating, drinking, and having fun all day long, and I didn't know how happy I was."

“……”

Meng Fan and Jin Maiji looked at each other.

Actually, Dasha's dreams are not unusual.

As the saying goes: think about it day and dream at night.

This guy has a lot of strength, and he can eat so much, if he doesn't have this kind of dream, it will be strange.

"General?"

With a muttering sentence in his mouth, Uncle Feng seemed to be half drunk, and asked, "What clothes are you wearing in your dream?" ”

"The military general must be wearing armor, wearing gold armor, holding a glaive sword, about the domineering of the Holy Emperor in ten thousand."

Dasha couldn't help laughing out loud when he talked about his dream: "Haha, there are a group of lovely daughters under my knees, and they call Dad together, and every time I do this dream, I wake up laughing." ”

However, recalling the dream, he didn't notice it at the first time, Uncle Feng's face was extremely solemn, and all the mana of his body was evaporated.

"Ever since I went to the island and met you, I have been dreaming since I returned to Dongpingzhou."

Hearing this, Dasha was stunned for a moment, and said in disbelief: "You can't have me in your dreams." ”

"How can this be, don't you see beautiful girls and ...... at night"

Halfway through his words, Jin McGee raised his eyes and looked at the five big and three thick big fools, and shook his head helplessly.

Only Meng Fan realized the seriousness of the matter, and waited for the rest with a serious face.

At this time, Uncle Feng sighed and filled in what he hadn't finished:

"In my dream, I am an old Taoist priest over sixty years old, with two disciples, one wearing gold armor, a military attaché, and the other wearing silver armor."

Ancient times.

The old Taoist priest, the second general of gold and silver.

For a moment, Meng Fan regretted that he had watched too few movies before, otherwise, he would have guessed what would happen next.

But it is foreseeable that there may be a crisis in the future, and it will not be far away, maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, it will erupt.

Because Uncle Feng, as well as Dasha, who can provide evidence, all said that they have been dreaming more and more frequently recently, and there are more and more fragments.

"Who is the enemy?"

Without Meng Fan opening his mouth, his junior brother Jin Maiji said worriedly: "Uncle Feng, you are so similar to Dasha's dream, I'm afraid things are not ordinary." ”

"It's not clear yet."

Uncle Feng sighed: "Let's continue to eat, let's not talk about this, whether it is a blessing or a curse, it is difficult to predict for the time being, not to mention the blessing of misfortune." ”

"A few of you have been practicing here recently, so that you can deal with the crisis that may come."

"If something really happens, my master will definitely not stand idly by."

Meng Fan's expression was as usual, he raised his glass and toasted Uncle Feng, and proposed: "Since Dasha is so destined to follow Uncle Feng, you are a master and apprentice in your dreams, so it is better to continue the front edge in reality." ”

Hearing the words of the boss Meng Fan, Dasha put down the lamb chops with a face full of anticipation.

And the words have been said to this part, and the atmosphere is already in place, Uncle Feng immediately nodded, turned to look at Dasha, and asked:

"Would you like to?"

As soon as the words fell, Dasha left the table and chair and knelt down with a thud.

"Disciple to meet Master."

"Okay, get up and eat first, bathe and change clothes tomorrow morning, put away the Buddha card, wait for the two senior brothers to witness your entry, and then start teaching the art of Qimen Dunjia."

Uncle Feng walked over quickly, patted Dasha on the shoulder, helped him up from the ground, and said with the tone of encouragement from the seniors:

"In the future, my Qimen Dunjia technique will be passed on by the three of you."

"Uncle Shi rest assured."

Seeing that the occasion had become so serious, Meng Fan couldn't help but change his title to show solemnity.