"Don't call me what the host is!"

Lin Youxiao walked into the stove room, watching Bu Qingchen put the last few dishes in front of the big stove, and he looked at the little third girl squatting in front of the table with a blaming look.

Xiao Sanya turned her back to Lin You, and jumped up in fright when she heard his voice, she turned around and said timidly: "Brother Xiaoyou, you came just in time, you came to preside over the sacrifice of the stove master!"

"Sacrifice to the stove master?" Lin You wondered.

Over there, Bu Qingchen said angrily: "You forgot, it's twenty-three today!"

"Twenty-three?"

Lin You was stunned, and only then did he suddenly remember that today was the twenty-third day of the twelfth month of the Chinese calendar.

This day is the day of the sacrifice to the king of the stove.

And tomorrow, the Lord of the Stove will go to heaven and tell the Emperor of Heaven.

The red-headed man of the Lord of the Stove knew it, and he was chattering, and he wanted to tell the Emperor of Heaven that every household in the world was usually disrespectful to the Emperor of Heaven.

Therefore, whenever this day comes, the folk have the custom of sacrificing to the king of the stove.

Legend has it that on this day, the king of the stove should first be served with good wine and food, and then while he was not paying attention, he would paste his mouth with honey.

In this way, when the Lord of the Stove went to Heaven and saw the Emperor of Heaven, because his mouth was covered with honey, he could not speak clearly, and he would not poke out the secrets of the family.

The people don't have to worry about the punishment of the emperor, and they can celebrate the New Year with peace of mind.

Generally speaking, the priest of the stove is presided over by the man of the family.

Originally, there was no man in Xiao Sanya's family, and it was she or her two sisters who came to worship the stove master at this time of year.

This year, the two sisters went out to work and haven't come back, but there are two people, Bu Qingchen and Lin You.

Lin You is a man, and Xiao Sanya wants him to preside over this year's sacrificial stove king.

Thinking of this, the young man suddenly sighed in his heart, and before he knew it, it was the end of the year.

In this foreign country, he can also see Tianhua's customs and etiquette.

However, it is not surprising to think about it, the Hundred Southwest Countries have always been deeply influenced by Tianhua, and it is not surprising that there is such a custom.

It's just that what makes him curious is that the priest stove is not usually on the night of the 23rd? Why is it early in the morning?

"You are stupid! Of course, it's because the Lord of the Stove wants to report the matter of the Hundred Kingdoms in the Southwest to the Emperor of Heaven first, and then it will be Jiuzhou's turn!"

"That's not right, is it possible that the Lord of the Stove will sue the heavens in batches?"

"Oops, where do you come from so much nonsense, let you preside over it, you will preside, hurry up, if you don't hurry up, the hour will pass!"

Bu Qingchen pushed Lin You to the big stove and motioned for him to hurry up.

Lin You had no choice but to pick up the three long incense sticks on the table, and he didn't need Sanya to light the fire, two fingers and a wipe, burst a few sparks, and ignited the incense and candles at once.

Xiao Sanya was not surprised to see this, and hurriedly burned the paper money in the big iron pot under the table.

Standing in front of the stove, Lin You's face was respectful, holding three long incense sticks in his hand, and bowed three times to a big knowledge carved of red maple wood on the stove.

"Lord Stove, today is a good day for you to go to heaven, a small family, a small room, specially prepared thin wine and side dishes, for you to see off.

You eat and drink well, you have seen the heavens, and when you see the Emperor of Heaven, you must give us a few good words in front of his old man, thank you!"

After Lin You finished worshipping, he inserted the long incense into the incense burner, immediately walked to the side, picked up the prepared maple sugar, stirred the chopsticks in it, and eagerly stopped by the stove.

In front of the table, Bu Qingchen and Xiao Sanya also respectfully worshiped the Lord of the Stove.

Everyone waited quietly, watching the paper money in the iron basin slowly burn out.

There was silence in the stove room, only the candles on the table flickered, and the three of them seemed to be waiting for the stove master to finish his meal.

That is, the moment when Xiao Sanya burned all the paper money she prepared.

Lin You picked up the chopsticks, picked up the maple sugar that had already been sticky and drawn, and knew that the cracked mouth on the stove was lightly pasted.

Immediately, the red maple syrup was full of mouth, and half of his face was almost gone.

"Sticky, sticky, dumbfounded, the Lord of the Stove can't speak, he can't tell the secret!"

Xiao Sanya saw that the mouth of the Lord of the Stove was solid, and she jumped up, as if her little secret would not be known from now on.

Over there, Lin You took the chopsticks and licked them gently, the maple sugar sweetly made his throat sink, his eyes rolled around, and he suddenly picked up the chopsticks and wiped them at the three small mouths that were jumping happily.

"Haha...... Little one, in order to prevent you from leaking secrets, your three little mouths should also be pasted with honey, hahaha......"

The boy smiled insolently and stood behind the desk, smugly.

The sweet maple syrup entered her mouth, and the brows of Xiao Sanya's three small faces wrinkled into three Sichuan characters, but the maple syrup was too sweet and sweet, and it was a little bitter.

She looked at her little brother who was smiling unscrupulously on the side, and then looked at Sister Bu who was also smiling coquettishly on the side, and she was extremely unconvinced.

The little guy stretched out his one arm suddenly, picked up a pair of chopsticks and stirred them in the sugar bowl, and slapped Lin You's big mouth with a smile.

"Hmm!"

Lin Youtian was bitter, and his brows were furrowed.

"Sticky, sticky!"

The little third girl giggled with laughter, and raised her arms high, as if she had won a big battle.

"Okay! The little guy has also learned to sneak attack, look at the moves!"

Lin You fought back angrily, chasing Xiao Sanya around the table.

One big and one small, you paste me, I paste you, and have a lot of fun.

Bu Qingchen stood not far away, watching the two living treasures chase and escape, and couldn't help but tremble with laughter.

Hearing the laughter, one big and one stopped suddenly, and looked at Bu Qingchen in unison.

In an instant, a bad feeling arose in the big witch's heart, looking at the eyes of one big and one small danger, and retreated step by step.

"What do you want, what do you want!"

"Hehe, what do you say?"

One big and one small, quacked and laughed, suddenly waved their chopsticks, and rushed towards Bu Qingchen in unison.

"Wow! Don't come, don't come!"

"Step Witch, come, taste maple sugar, don't run!"

"Don't run, Sister Bu, maple sugar is delicious!"

The three of them rushed out of the stove room, chasing and escaping in the small courtyard of the fence, one big and one small desperately trying to use maple sugar paste to step the mouth of the big witch, and the big witch tried her best to resist and swore not to compromise.

The sound of happy laughter like wind chimes resounded in the sky, and the atmosphere was very cheerful.

Happy times are always short-lived.

In the blink of an eye, a day passed, and the night fell, and a bright moon hung up in the sky, and silver light covered the earth.

The Red Leaf City Lord's Mansion is brightly lit tonight.

The hall was full of friends, and the city lord Jiang Heng and the high-level officials in the palace were entertaining distinguished guests from afar.

"Come on, come on, little prince, let's taste this red maple wine!"

Jiang Heng smiled in unison, shook his beard as fluffy as a lion, held the crystal wine glass high with one arm, and greeted the first three-faced young man with a face like a crown of jade.

The fiery liquor is red and bright in the light, like bloody red, and there is a different kind of evil beauty, and the fishy fragrance is tangy.

"I've heard that the red maple wine in Red Leaf City is wonderful?"

The little prince raised the wine glass according to his words, turned it slightly, and his six eyes carefully observed the red maple wine between the nose shrug, and his tone was leisurely, "I don't know where the magic is?"

There was a moment of silence in the hall, and the wine glasses held high by the crowd stopped in mid-air.

The faces of many high-ranking officials in the City Lord's Mansion changed slightly, and their eyes turned to City Lord Jiang Heng.

Jiang Heng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly smiled: "It's not particularly wonderful, our maple wine here is just a taste of elixir added in the brewing process!"

"Oh, what kind of elixir can make this red maple wine have such a spiritual light!"

The little prince was even more curious, looking at the ripples on the crystal cup that reflected like a jumping flame with the rotation of his wrist, thinking about what kind of elixir had such an effect?

He has a wide range of books, and in his early years, he studied with overseas immortals, and has an in-depth understanding of the aspect of elixir.

He could see at a glance the extraordinary spirituality contained in this red maple wine, the kind of spirituality that was as pure as ice and snow, and as warm as a flame, he couldn't figure out which elixir it was even if he wanted to break his head.

Seeing that he was really curious, the city lord turned his mind and wrote lightly: "It's nothing, it's just the blood of a sixteen-year-old virgin!"

For a moment, the hall was deadly silent.

Everyone held their breath, and the air seemed to freeze.

In just one sentence, the void seemed to be filled with blood, and the darkness was expanding and spreading, enveloping the hall.

The little prince paused in mid-air with one arm, his wrist was a little stiff, he glanced around the round table, slowly brought the crystal cup to the front of his mouth, took a sip lightly, closed his eyes again, and tasted it leisurely.

"The entrance is sweet, the throat is cold, the abdomen is hot, the spirit is pure, the soul is washed and concentrated, so good!"

The little prince opened his eyes suddenly, and praised three times in a row, "It is worthy of the secret red jade wine of Red Leaf City, wonderful, really wonderful!"

Red maple wine is also known as red jade wine in the outside world, "jade" through "female", which alludes to the fact that this wine is brewed with the painstaking efforts of virgins.

Listening to the little prince's loud praise, watching him drink the red maple wine with a smile, the strange atmosphere of the original hall suddenly loosened.

The city lord Jiang Heng immediately raised his head and drank high, and kept beckoning the high-level officials in the mansion to take turns to toast to the little prince.

For a time, the guests and hosts were happy.

After three rounds of drinking, Jiang Heng put down his wine glass, smiled and said to the little prince: "Little prince is on this northern tour, if there is a place to find Red Leaf City, Jiang Heng will help him!"

"Don't be nervous, this time it's just a northern tour on the order of the National Teacher, and the main thing is to find some clues!"

"Oh, hasn't the National Teacher always been in retreat? Why this time?"

The national teacher of the three-faced country is a great immortal at the peak of the six poles of the Dao, in order to impact the next level in the past few decades, he has been in retreat all year round, why is there such a big movement all of a sudden?

According to the information Jiang Heng obtained, the entire high-level of the Three Faces Kingdom began to move.

Many of the younger generations are cruising in all directions.

The little prince of Beihong in front of him is the concubine of King Long, who is the most powerful in the country of Sanmian today, and this is the most important errand of the Northern Tour.

To the north of the country of three faces, it is close to Tianhua, and there are two powerful countries on the left and right, Sanshen and Huangli, and the location is extremely important.

The little prince of Beihong glanced at the bearded city lord in front of him with a smile, and Jiang Heng's heart jumped when he looked at him inexplicably.

"It's nothing, there are a few immortals over there in Tianhua, there are some things for us to help pay attention to!"

"Tianhua Immortal Family?"

Everyone in the hall was shocked, and their eyes looked at the little prince curiously, hoping to find out more.

It's just that Bei Hong obviously didn't want to say more about this matter, so he casually opened the topic and continued to eat and drink.

Jiang Heng doesn't look at the bearded face, but he is a delicate one.

When I saw that the little prince had no intention of talking more, he immediately greeted him.

After a while, Bei Hong's face was flushed by him, and his eyes were slightly smoky.

At this time, Jiang Heng suddenly pressed the bell on the side, "The hospitality is not good, little prince Haihan!