On the seventh day of October, the beginning of winter.

Qingqiu has always had the custom of making dumplings in winter, and at sunset, the aroma of steamed dumplings fills the Parkway City.

"Follow the customs, let's have a meal of dumplings today. Having said that, the last time I ate dumplings seems to have been twenty or thirty years ago, and at that time, there was also a tradition of eating dumplings at the end of the year in my hometown. ”

Zhuo Yuming took five disciples to sit around the table in the lobby of a wine shop, and after ordering a few small dishes, the man brought two large plates of steaming dumplings.

"Master, our Nie family also has this custom, and every year the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner never misses the last dumpling. My mother's dumplings taste good, and when we go back, I'll ask my mother to make some for the master. ”

Nie Qingfu, who was a few years younger than his brother but had a much more cheerful temperament, poured old vinegar into the bowls of several people and said with a smile.

"Well, there's a chance to try your mother's handiwork. ”

Zhuo Yuming sandwiched a dumpling into each of the five disciples' bowls, smiling kindly.

Once upon a time, every New Year's Pass, several of their personal disciples would sit with their master Qi Lianshan for an ordinary Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

In addition to hooking up with fairies from all walks of life, the elder brother who is comparable to the practice of heaven and earth can also fry a good dish, so he has always been in charge. As for the rest of the brothers and sisters, they will make dumplings with Qi Lianshan, mix noodles by themselves, adjust the filling, and roll the skin. Qi Lianshan will put a small copper wallet in the dumplings every time, saying that the person who eats the dumplings wrapped in copper coins will be lucky in the coming year, but in fact, it is just an auspicious meaning. Therefore, the disciples who often eat the copper coin will be overjoyed.

"Han Qing, are you still thinking about the previous incident? ”

Seeing that Han Qing had changed from his previous liveliness to be a little dull and silent, Zeng Yue, who had the deepest friendship with him, asked quietly.

Han Qing picked up a chopstick dumpling and stuffed it into his mouth, but just shook his head.

Zhuo Yuming held a dumpling, stirred it in the bowl, glanced at everyone, and said with a smile: "In the future, as a teacher, I may not have the opportunity to take you out to parade again, you can also travel together or alone." Cultivate on the mountain, refine the heart in the red dust. To practice the Tao, a rock-solid Dao heart is indispensable, and sometimes it is more meaningful to walk down the mountain than to sit on the mountain for a hundred years. As a teacher, I always believe that seeing and hearing more is a good thing after all. ”

"Just like reading a book, the truth in the book can never be written, and there are often more truths outside the book. You don't just have to know how to do it behind closed doors, but you can also look at the colorful colors of this world. I don't have much restraint on you, and I don't demand anything from you morally. Just like Han Qing's measures today, there is nothing wrong with being a teacher, even if you help at the time, you will not stop it. Everyone has a different definition of right and wrong in their hearts, different positions, different eyes, not necessarily their own right, but also the same right for others. Those who practice can do everything according to their hearts. As a teacher, I only hope that you will not bully the weak, and just treat human life as a mustard. ”

Looking at the registered disciple's serious appearance of listening to the teachings of the Great Dao, Zhuo Yuming couldn't help but wonder.

The bamboo chopsticks in his hand knocked on the mouth of the bowl, making a crisp sound. Dressed in white, he waved his hand: "Don't say much, eat." ”

The things of the fate of the world have always been mysterious.

Just when a few people were raising their chopsticks, seven or eight big men walked into the wine shop, led by the man who had a pair of red phoenix eyes that he met in the pavilion during the day, Guan Luo.

Although several people seemed to have deliberately dealt with the traces on their bodies, the few people who were cultivating still found that several of the people in that wave were wearing them, and as they stepped into the lobby, a faint smell of blood wafted out. Several of them had a noticeably weakened breath, apparently wounded in the previous battle in the jungle.

As soon as Guan Luo, the leader, stepped into the lobby, he saw the group of people in the pavilion before.

Guan Luo stepped forward quickly, walked to the man in green clothes, clasped his fists with both hands, and said solemnly: "Thank you for this gentleman's reminder earlier, I was busy responding to the enemy and couldn't thank you, and when I returned to the hall, Mr. had already left." ”

Han Qing hurriedly got up, returned the salute, and said a few polite words to the other party, with humble words.

Seeing that the dishes on the table of several people were light, Guan Luo called the guy from the wine shop, ordered a few expensive dishes, and asked the guy to go up to Zhuo Yuming's table.

Han Qing was about to refuse when he heard this, but his eyes caught a glimpse of Zhuo Yuming on the side shaking his head slightly and blinking slightly. Immediately, he also pressed the idea of refusal and thanked Guan Luo.

The seven or eight big men picked a table near Zhuo Yuming and them, and brought another table to put together.

After urging the wine shop guys to serve the drinks, led by Guan Luo, eight big men got up at the same time, each holding a sea bowl full of wine.

"Brothers, a bowl of Mr. Gaoyi, thank Mr. for his previous righteousness, please!"

After that, several people drank the spirits in the bowl in one gulp, and they were arrogant. Even the slightly feminine Danfeng eyes could not hide the boldness of the man.

The other party was polite for several weeks, and Zhuo Yuming was not rude here, so he immediately stood up. It's just that they didn't ask for wine before, so they simply replaced the wine with tea and talked about their hearts.

"This man looks like he is in his thirties, but he is an old man. When he saw that you never reported to your home, he never asked more, just regarded it as a pot of wine when the mountains and rivers met, and after drinking it dry, they parted ways and didn't ask to stay. has a good heart, and he doesn't look like a big traitor. If you really fall in love with each other, it doesn't hurt to make friends. It's just that don't talk deeply, after all, you will see people's hearts for a long time. ”

While seated, Han Qing also nodded when he heard Zhuo Yuming's divine sense transmission.

Maybe it's just like what the master said about the so-called fate, for some reason, when they met in the pavilion before, Han Qing had an inexplicable affection for the handsome man, and seemed to have some indescribable closeness. This is also why Han Qing felt the killing intent in the dense forest and immediately issued a warning.

After all, I have been in the mountain sect such as the Immortal Sect for a few years, and most people in the cultivation will have a natural alienation from the worldly mortals. Originally, Han Qing didn't like to meddle in things, but he couldn't help blurting it out at that time, so he was worried about Zhuo Yuming's blame afterwards.

It's a pity that Zhuo Yuming doesn't know anything about the art of looking at qi, if he is an old blind man here, he can see at a glance that Han Qing actually has a faint Dao bond with the man with the red phoenix eye.

Until many years later, Han Qing, the famous Void Spirit Grandmaster Han Qing, still had a doorman with a pair of Danfeng eyes in the mansion of Cloud Upper City.

As Zhuo Yuming said, Na Guan Luo is also a person with a clear mind.

The man in Tsing Yi who looked like a scholar could sense the ambush in the dense forest before him, and he was obviously not an ordinary person. Since the other party has not introduced his identity, he obviously does not plan to have a deep friendship. After a bowl of wine to express his gratitude, Guan Luo took care of the table and changed the glass, no longer disturbing this group of young people.

After Zhuo Yuming's master and apprentice finished eating, Han Qing stepped forward to say goodbye and left the wine shop.