There are three people in Lian Yunshan, and the amount of rice is naturally the amount of three people, although Huan Yuheng is seriously ill in bed, his share is still indispensable.

Half an hour, the rice had been cooked, and the juvenile version of Li Tianquan stepped on the bench and put the hot rice in the pot into a wooden basin and put it on the ground.

Just when he was busy, Mr. Mu, who had gone down the mountain to buy spices, also happened to come back.

Li Tianquan poured steaming white rice in the rice bowl with a rice shovel, and smiled at Mr. Mu, who was walking towards the cauldron: "The disciple lives up to Mr. Ir's instructions, the rice is not mushy." ”

"Well, good job. Mr. Mu nodded lightly, and then he walked to the board next to the pot, took out cabbage, tofu, carrots and other ingredients from the Sumeru bag, and performed a superb knife work directly in front of Li Tianquan.

The green onion segments are white and green, the carrot slices are thin and even, the tofu pieces are cut in the same size, and then look at the order of cooking oil and ingredients.

Li Tianquan frequently glanced sideways on the side, lowered his head, and complimented him with a forced smile: "Mr. deserves to be Mr., even his cooking skills can be called unparalleled in the world." ”

Mr. Mu, who was adding seasoning to the soup, heard the voice and replied: "It's just a simple meal, and I can't afford it without being like it in the world." ”

"Sir is humble again. Li Tianquan responded with a smile, and then asked suspiciously: "Sir, was it difficult for the merchants who sell spices at the bottom of the mountain just now?" Every time the disciple goes to buy spices, he will be charged more than a dozen copper plates. ”

"Nope. Mr. Mu said casually: "They may bully you at a young age, don't take it personally, just wait for you to grow up." ”

"Uh-huh, that's what the gentleman said. Li Tianquan nodded quickly in agreement, looking at Mr. Mu's busy back, the corners of his mouth curled again.

Cabbage and tofu soup, even if it is boiled slowly, it will not take long, and after a while, a pot of hot rice with white flowers and a pot of fragrant hot soup will be set up on the shabby dining table outside the house.

The top of the table is covered by Mr. Mu's rain shelter, and there are three bowls of hot soup on the table, one bowl of Mr. Mu's, one bowl of Li Tianquan, and one bowl of Huan Yuheng who is still lying in the house.

Mr. Mu picked up the rice bowl and sucked the hot soup with a satisfied face, while Li Tianquan just looked at the food, but did not mean to move the chopsticks.

Seeing this, Mr. Mu wondered, "Isn't it the same taste?"

"It's to taste. Li Tianquan squinted and smiled: "It's just that I don't dare to eat it." ”

Mr. Mu put down the dishes and chopsticks, frowned and looked at Li Tianquan, puzzled: "Why don't you dare to eat? What do you mean? Aren't you usually very active in eating? What are you doing today...... Uh, you!"

The words stopped abruptly, Mr. Mu's eyes widened, he looked down at the extra snow-white sword tip in his heart, and his right hand trembled slightly and pointed at Li Tianquan, who appeared behind him at some point.

Mr. Mu trembled his white lips and asked as he gasped, "You...... What are you...... Why?"

The assailant behind him didn't answer his question directly, and let out a chuckle that seemed to be surprised: "Ah, I didn't expect a sword to kill you, tsk, it's quite tenacious." ”

With a strong smile on his face, the cold glint in his slitted eyes was like substance, he slowly withdrew the long sword inserted in Mr. Mu's vest, and easily used the short sword with the green glow in his left hand to make up for another blow in the same position.

After completing the feat of killing the teacher, Li Tianquan was still like a nobody, with a smile on his face, standing behind Mr. Mu and patiently explaining to him: "First of all, I have lived in Lianyunguan with my husband for twenty-five years, but I have never seen Mr. have such a rich expression as today. ”

"The second point, our Lianyun Sect's storage method is only in the sleeve, the Sumeru bag is something I only saw in the academy, and if I can't imitate the sleeve Qiankun, I use the Sumeru bag instead?

"The third point, my master doesn't know how to cook at all, even if he asks him to cook, he will only give us tree fruits to eat!" Li Tianquan's expression was very subtle when he said this, and recalled Mr. Mu's cooking skills a little, my God, how could it be a miserable thing to describe......

"Fourth, the golden-veined carving clan under the mountain is raised by Mr. Mu, and I am the senior brother of the Lianyun faction, so they have no reason to trouble me at all, and besides, I am now ten years old, and I have never been down the mountain before the age of fourteen, let alone know that there is a town under the mountain. ”

When he said this, Mr. Mu who was sitting on the wooden chair had stopped struggling, his head twisted one hundred and eighty degrees strangely, and he quietly looked at Li Tianquan behind him with his scarlet eyes.

"I don't like the way you look. "Li Tianquan's gentle performance is just that no one usually touches his bottom line, the dragon has reverse scales, and he will be angry if he touches it.

Therefore, it is not good to pretend to be a person, so you have to die and pretend to be a teacher who raised him from a young age and taught him all his skills.

Li Tianquan looked at his head with disgust, shook his hand without hesitation, and rewarded Mr. Mu with a small 180-degree spiral, and directly twisted his head for half a circle.

"Fifth, you don't know Mr. Mu too well, even if the above is my concern, but you should never say the other party's about my youth. ”

Li Tianquan had memories in his eyes, the strong smile on his face gradually turned into a warm smile, and while holding the cyan short sword in his hand and gently stirring in the wound of 'Mr. Mu', he whispered in his ear: "Mr. Mu just looks indifferent on the surface, but in fact, it is not, if someone really wants to make things difficult with me, then the biggest reaction should be Mr. Yes, you know, Mr. will not rub a little sand in his eyes, even if others are not targeting him, but those of us who are disciples." ”

The words have been broken, and it is no fun to pretend anymore.

Mr. Mu, who was sitting on the chair, suddenly had a layer of fine scales the size of a fingernail on his face, he wanted to get up, but he was limited by the short sword inserted in his chest, as long as he moved, his chest might be cut in half, he wanted to run away, but he didn't dare, he didn't want to fight with Li Tianquan for reaction speed at all.

"Click...... Click......"

There was a crisp sound of bones, and Mr. Mu twisted his neck back to look at Li Tianquan, just about to speak, but he underestimated Li Tianquan's irritability.

Li Tianquan shook his hand and slapped again, without half a minute of hesitation and dragging, he didn't want to give the other party the right to speak when he spoke: "I said I hated the way you looked, don't you understand?"

After a slap, Li Tianquan said coldly: "Don't think that I can't deal with you if you pull me into a dream, and don't think that if you are a spirit, I can't kill you, now I ask you to answer, and I will help you reincarnate if you answer, if you don't answer well, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless, do you understand?"

are all old Chinese medicine practitioners, who prescribes home remedies to whom, and also has the ability to make people fall asleep, so Li Tianquan can naturally show some means in his dreams.

To be honest, he knew from the very beginning that this dream was not normal, and if he hadn't taken the initiative to give up resisting the other party, he wouldn't have been able to pull him into the dream so easily, everything was just a plan.

As for why it dragged on for so long...... It's just Li Tianquan's bad taste, he just wants to see what Mr. Mu is like cooking, he is tired of watching it, and when he has had enough, he should naturally do his job.

Mr. Mu didn't answer Li Tianquan's question, he was thinking of a countermeasure that could escape, it was basically impossible to kill the spirit in his dream, but the short sword on his chest caused more than just damage, the most terrifying thing was the sealing ability contained in it.

Wraiths are immune to most physical damage, but are somewhat powerless against spell damage.

Especially the spells of the gold system and the wood system, the gold lord kills, can cut the spirit body, the wood master suppresses, can seal the spirit body, sometimes the result of a knife is not terrible, what is terrible is to be suppressed and tortured forever, which is also the main reason why he was afraid when he saw Li Tianquan practicing the wood method.

The scene fell silent for a while, but at this moment, a low moan came from inside the room: "Senior brother, Master told you not to ......"

"Oh, look at my brother's memory, why I almost forgot about you. Li Tianquan patted his head suddenly, full of apologies between his words, and he was still very attentive to his little junior brother.

However, just when Mr. Mu thought that things had taken a turn for the better, and was about to look back at Li Tianquan, he heard him continue: "It's wrong to forget that you are a senior brother, but it's not a way for you to get sick all the time. This time, the senior brother should also be a good person, and send you down for a hundred years, alleviate your pain, and save you from cheating me. ”

"I ......" Huan Yuheng, who was lying in the room, wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Li Tianquan with righteousness: "Don't thank me, our senior brothers have done this for so many years." ”

After speaking, Li Tianquan didn't give Huan Yuheng a chance to speak, lightly raised the long sword in his right hand, and drew a crescent-like sword qi in the air, and with a wave of a little, the half-human-high sword qi rushed towards Huan Yuheng's location with a sharp sound of breaking the air.

When the sword qi touched the house, it was as silent as a knife cutting tofu, and Huan Yuheng, who was lying on the bed in the house, was cut in half before he could even make a scream, turning into a wisp of black smoke and drifting into nowhere.

And Li Tianquan, who had done all this, still shrugged his shoulders and chuckled at Mr. Mu, who was facing away from him, "Thank you for satisfying me once today, to be honest, I have wanted to do this for a long time." ”

Mr. Mu didn't listen to a word of his words, his face was full of shock now, and he couldn't feel Huan Yuheng's breath!

Li Tianquan didn't care what he was thinking, he showed pity on his face, and continued to speak: "Tsk, I was wrong, he doesn't seem to have the opportunity to go down to report, so ...... Now that you've figured it out, to say it or not to say it, two choices, don't say I'm forcing you......"

This time, Mr. Mu was honest, his head shrunk, and he said in a cowardly voice: "Just ask...... I'm sure I'll tell ...... truth."

"Smack!"

Li Tianquan shook his hand and slapped him on the back of the head: "Don't insult Mr. image in a low voice, be careful that I chop you with a sword!"

"Hey......"