Lin Fei, who walked in the door, glanced at Liu Yuantong and Wei Fu, and his eyes fell on the "Fu Daquan" that Wei Fu held in his hand, paused, and asked, "What is the morning food of the chef today?" ”

Wei Fu and Liu Yuan: "......"

Stunned, Wei Fu said to Liu Yuan: "It's called pancake fruit, which is a bit similar to the multigrain pancake in the past!" ”

They've finished eating, and now they seem to be able to taste the pancake fruit in their mouths!

Lin Fei heard the words and said, "Okay! He went straight to the public kitchen.

Wen Mingtang in the public kitchen is busy, because it is past the busiest time, there are not many people in line in the public kitchen at the moment, and soon it will be Lin Fei's turn.

Wen Mingtang looked up at Lin Fei, who came to line up "in person", raised his hand to scoop a spoonful of noodles, and began to make pancakes.

Lin Fei looked at the pancakes she was making and asked, "How is this different from the multigrain pancakes from the past?" ”

Wen Mingtang replied while making pancakes: "First of all, I used a multigrain noodle lake, this is a mung bean noodle lake," as he spoke, turning over the crust with beaten eggs and sprinkled with black sesame seeds, and said, "One egg noodle is inside, and one egg noodle is outside." The contents of the clip are also slightly different. ”

Shredded cucumbers, shredded potatoes, and pork are the same, but the difference is that the multigrain pancakes are crispy, but the pancakes are fried dough sticks.

Rolled up the pancake fruit, cut it in half, wrapped it in an oiled paper bag and handed it over, watching Lin Fei take it, Wen Mingtang glanced at him, and couldn't help asking, "Is Lin Shaoqing going out to catch that painted skin monster today?" ”

Lin Fei took the pancake fruit and blew it slightly, took a bite of the pie crust, side dishes and fritters, nodded "um", and glanced at her.

Although he didn't speak, this glance made Wen Mingtang immediately understand what he meant, pointed to the waist sword on his waist that was easily ignored, and explained: "Lin Shaoqing brought the sword, and yesterday Liu Yuan came to eat twilight food and ate again, muttering 'how to arrest people', I think Lin Shaoqing, you should know which murderer is the murderer." ”

It's just that how to catch this murderer is afraid that it will take some effort.

Ah Bing, who was helping to stir the noodle lake on the side, looked over and moved his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

Wen Mingtang didn't wait for Ah Bing to speak, and said: "Tang Yuan didn't come today, I heard Lao Yuan say that he dreamed of painting skin monsters in the middle of the night last night, and kicked the quilt and got cold." ”

The murderer's kung fu of pretending to be a ghost not only killed people, but also frightened a half-year-old child, who was also her side, and she couldn't help but ask more.

Lin Fei was eating the pancake fruit slowly, and when he heard this, he nodded and said, "When you catch someone, you can bring the rice balls over to see what the real demons and monsters look like." ”

Wen Mingtang nodded and said "thank you", scooped up a bamboo tube of sweet soy milk and handed it to Lin Fei, and said, "It's better to eat morning food in the vegetarian day or sit down to eat." However, Lin Shaoqing, you are in a hurry, and occasionally you can tell me in advance if you want to eat on the road, and I can make some morning food that is convenient to eat. ”

Lin Fei said "um" again, took the bamboo tube, and saw that there were two small hooks nailed on both sides of the bamboo tube, and the hook was tied with a rope, which could be hung on the waist very conveniently, obviously specially prepared for this.

His gaze fell on the girl who was busy with her head down, paused for a moment, and suddenly said, "You can prepare more of these take-out things." ”

After saying this, without waiting for Wen Mingtang to raise his head, Lin Fei took a bamboo tube out of the kitchen.

After Lin Fei left, Ah Bing on the side hurriedly threw the spoon in his hand and leaned over and asked Wen Mingtang: "Master Wen, what does Lin Shaoqing mean by this?" Why do we need to take more things to take? ”

Wen Mingtang glanced at Ah Bing, picked up a bamboo tube and flipped it in his hand, and said with a smile: "Of course something good is going to happen!" ”

In this place, there are several kinds of people who make money.

"Looking for the master who made bamboo tubes in the first place, make more bamboo tubes like this." Wen Mingtang said, thought about it, and said, "There are also food boxes or something, you can also make some." ”

The take-out of the chef of Dali Temple should be done soon.

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There is no one else who can understand the murderer's murder layout best except Lin Fei. Liu Yuan had a pair of dark blue eyes, glanced down at the "Fu Daquan" in his hand, and found for the first time that pretending to be a ghost is also talented.

I don't understand! He knew every word on it, but he couldn't understand what it meant.

Holding the book in his hand and looking up at Lin Fei, who was eating pancakes and fruits while walking, Liu Yuanmo rubbed his chin, poked Wei Fu beside him with his elbow, and whispered: "Lin Shaoqing is really down-to-earth!" ”

Not really! There is also a bamboo tube hanging from the waist of the scarlet official robe! You can smell the hot soy milk fragrance through the bamboo tube.

The smell reminded them of the pancakes, fruits and soy milk that they had just eaten.

It's a pity that I ate earlier, and I knew that I would suffer such a "sin" on the road, so I must have brought it to eat on the road.

Lin Fei didn't see the complaints of his subordinates behind him, he only ate the morning food all the way slowly, and finally stopped after eating the pancakes and fruits and drinking the soy milk in the bamboo tube.

Today, the sun is shining, and the ancient temple in front of you is surrounded by a circle of century-old ginkgo trees, and the sunlight falls to the ground through the shadows of the trees, and the ground is mottled.

At the end of the mottled is this century-old temple.

On the top of the main entrance of the ancient temple, half of the plaque that fell off has three big characters: Seeking Temple.

This is a deserted temple, the temple inside and outside the painting of all kinds of "talismans" patterns, although Liu Yuan and Wei Fu for a while can not tell what kind of talisman is painted on it, but faintly feel a little familiar, think about it, the "Fu Gong Daquan" is included in these talismans.

The reason for the barrenness of the century-old temple is also somewhat different.

The villagers in the vicinity who had been found by the servants stood tremblingly outside the mottled place, refusing to enter the ancient temple surrounded by the shadows of the trees.

Such a panicked reaction really explains some of the problems.

Lin Fei turned around and walked towards the villager and asked, "This temple is so barren, why don't you even have a sojourn of homeless people and beggars?" ”

The villagers looked at the half-dropped plaque, shuddered, and whispered to Lin Fei: "My lord, this temple is haunted!" ”

Oh, yes? Liu Yuan and Wei Fu, who came over, glanced at each other: all such clever ghosts and gods have appeared in this eucalyptus.

"What's the haunting?" Lin Fei looked at the villager and asked seriously.

The villagers looked around, as if they were a little afraid that what they said would be heard by the "ghosts", and whispered: "The villagers in the vicinity all know that there are evil ghosts under this temple, and the third watch will eat people in the middle of the night!" ”

After saying this, it seemed that he was afraid that Lin Fei and the others would not believe it, and the villager said: "I have found a lot of people to do the Fa, and the monks who have attained the Tao, the Taoist priests who live in seclusion, and those who dance the gods of different races have all come, but they have scared those monks and Taoist priests away, and since then, no one has come to this place." ”