It is estimated that Chixia's information will not be back until at least tomorrow morning.

Feng Jiangtian took Xifu to take a walk around Dongshan Temple, and the more he visited Xifu, the more he found that Dongshan Temple was extraordinary.

The main hall of Dongshan Temple is dedicated to the statue of the god of Shuhu, the statue is made of gold, the head is draped with a red cloak, and the body is two zhang high, this figure is equivalent to the real body of the familiar Hu they saw.

The buffalo horns on his head are oily and black and reflective, and his face is a kind old man, with white eyebrows and white beard, a light red fleshy face, and a light red round nose.

The body is a strong black buffalo, the muscles on the body are bulging, especially the chest muscles and leg muscles are the most obvious, this body is in stark contrast to the old man's face, at first glance there is a sense of disharmony, as if Shengsheng has pinched different things together.

The cow is flanked by black wings, and the giant wings lie on both sides of the body, and each feather is like a black jewel, emitting black light.

Behind him was a snake's tail with a thick adult body, grayish-black, with fine scales glowing with oil, curled into an S shape and held in the air.

That night, when I looked at it from a distance in the roadside hotel, I could only see a rough outline, which was already shocking, and this close view, although it was not the real body, conveyed a more solemn majesty to Xifu that could not be blasphemed.

Xifu involuntarily knelt down and kowtowed three times to the stone statue.

At the same time, in a Taoist temple in Shuhu Mountain, north of Yongcheng, a large man with a bull-headed human face and a bird's wings and a snake's tail, suddenly had a huge pain in his head, felt that his legs were weak, and knelt down with a thud, and his whole body seemed to be drained of strength, and after a while, the strength returned to his body and stood up again. He was completely overwhelmed by this sudden situation, but unfortunately, he had nowhere to find and no one to ask, he was already one of the oldest creatures in the world, and he really didn't know where to find more creatures in this world than he had seen.

On the Dongshan View Platform, Xifu stood up and continued to visit, approaching the few meditating Taoist children - this time she could get closer, probably because of the reason led by Feng Jiangtian, this time she could see clearly, these Taoist children were only in their early tens, the air on their heads was distorted very obviously, and some faint light was withdrawn from the sunlight and flowed into the top of their heads, and a static sound could be heard above their heads.

Xifu didn't bother to ask more, it was estimated that they were practicing a kind of Taoist technique that could extract energy from the sun. The sun is just and upright, and it is the nemesis of ghosts and demons in the world, and practicing this kind of Taoism is very in line with the slogan of Zhu Beard Sect to eliminate demons and eliminate ghosts for the benefit of the common people.

The so-called benefit to the common people is just a transaction, mortals get peace, and the sect gains faith, but that's it.

Although Feng Jiangtian is leading, he can't enter the view, and can only visit on the platform outside the view. Half an hour later, Xifu finished visiting and prepared to go down the mountain.

When going down the mountain, Xifu took a shortcut, no longer climbing step by step as when he came, but was sent into a stone room in the room by Feng Jiangtian, the stone room quickly closed the door, after a strong sense of weightlessness, the stone door slowly opened, as soon as he walked out of the stone room, he saw that people were already at the foot of the mountain. Looking back at the stone chamber, there was no stone chamber, but it was just the dirt and stones in the mountains, exactly the same as the rest of the whole mountain.

The foundation of Dongshan View is deep, and the Zhu Beard Sect behind him doesn't know how terrifying it is, thinking of this, Xifu really wants to enter this big sect to have a look.

When I walked back to Junzi Street from the east gate of Yongcheng, the lights were already shining and there were many people. Compared with the tranquility of Dongshan Temple, she still prefers this noisy dust, in such an environment, she has a sense of peace of mind, hey, maybe this is the reason why her mood is not enough.

At this time, her target is a small restaurant next to the inn of the Three Provinces.

The restaurant was really small, and there were not two tables next to each other on the front of the storefront, and there was only a row of tables against the wall, making a total of five small tables. The last time Xifu passed by, I saw that the river fresh food in the store was very fresh, and the boss himself caught it from the river, so I was thinking about this shop.

Xifu looked at the ingredients in the boss's fish tank, and only ordered one dish, a porridge. The dish is salt-and-pepper shrimp, and the porridge is whitebait porridge.

The river shrimp she picked are only the length of the little finger, the meat is fresh and tender, and you can eat raw when you are drunk in the wine, Xifu has tried it before, but relatively speaking, she prefers to eat slightly processed river shrimp, and she also specially instructed the boss that when the shrimp are fried in the pot, at most ten breaths, never more than ten breaths, otherwise the meat will not be tender or fresh. When stir-frying minced green onions, ginger and garlic, do not over-high five breaths, and turn off the heat immediately when the fragrance is fragrant. In this way, the color is beautiful and the fragrance is the most positive.

As for the whitebait porridge, the boss has never done it, and it is completely done by Xifu himself. Put the rice and water in a small casserole, boil over high heat, then simmer for a quarter of an hour, then pour in the whitebait, boil for another 30 breaths, immediately turn off the heat, and sprinkle some salt.

Xifu has not done it himself for a long time, and then do it, but there is no rustiness, but there is a special joy, although in the fire control time must be concentrated, but Xifu is still busy, and when the demon lord comes back, she wants to cook for him every day, although he disdains mortal food on his mouth, but the food made by Xifu has always been never soft, and he is happier than anyone else. While eating, he said that immortal cultivators like Xifu who are greedy for the appetite of the world are afraid that they are the only ones in the world.

One dish and one porridge, finally served. Xifu sat down and enjoyed it slowly. I had just eaten a few bites, and suddenly the lights dimmed, and the light was blocked by a person.

Xifu glanced up, it was a tall and thin figure, she couldn't see the face clearly, only saw a mouthful of small white teeth smiling at her. Xifu subconsciously had real luck to his eyes and was taken aback!

"Why are you?" it was the boy who had been transformed into a black beast. At this time, he was dressed in a robe with black silk and gold trim, and his long hair was tied up on the top of his head, and what bound his hair was a golden hollow hair crown with an ivory hairpin inserted into it. He wears a silver collar around his neck. The whole person looks extravagant. There was also a boy in black behind him, and his demeanor was extremely respectful.

"Sister, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" was a smile on his whole face.

"Guest, what do you want to eat?" the owner of the restaurant asked in a loud voice, where had such a small fly shop received such a rich guest.

The black beast boy did not raise his eyes to look at the boss, but continued to stare at Xifu and smile. The boy behind him yelled, "Get out, why are you so blind!".

The boss stood out the door in a gloomy manner and stopped talking.

The black-clothed boy took out a piece of silk cloth from his hand as if by magic, and spread it on the table with great ease, and then took out a set of food boxes from nowhere, and took out silver bowls and ivory chopsticks from it, and took out more than ten kinds of side dishes. Each side dish is as delicate as a work of art.

Xifu was stunned, not greedy, but stunned by this pomp, not because of such a luxurious pomp, but because of such exquisiteness, this kind of exquisite living habits, which are not cultivated overnight, that is to be passed on from generation to generation.

Black Beast Boy, what is your origin?