The prepared dishes were brought to the next room by Old Man Ji one by one, and they were still placed on the dining table.

After the old man Ji finished setting the last dish, he sat down honestly, rubbing his hands, and shouting for Cheng Zhaozhao to hurry up and enter the table.

"Just come. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao came out with two bowls of spiritual rice, and Qianli also flew back from the village on time to find the taste, landed on the other side of the table, stretched his neck and looked at the various dishes on the table.

"Where's the scholar?"

After Cheng Zhaozhao entered Daping Village, although she deliberately restrained her senses, she could still feel that there was no breath of Ji Junsu in the village.

Old man Ji stared at the bowl in her hand and said, "I went out a few days ago." ”

Cheng Zhaozhao was slightly stunned: "Where did you go?"

"Beiyuan, the city lord of Polar City is looking for him to explain the hexagram. ”

"Or is it the 'man of fortune'?"

"yes, that's a misfortune. If it was usual, the stinky boy would definitely ignore it, but this time he went without thinking about it. ”

Old man Ji said that he couldn't wait to take the spiritual rice from Cheng Zhaozhao's hand, and said, "Sit down, sit down, let's eat." ”

Cheng Zhaozhao sat down and nodded: "Since that's the case, let's eat." ”

"Okay. Old man Ji and Chisato started at the same time, attacking the sumptuous dishes on the table.

Old man Ji shook his head and spoke: "Don't worry, maybe the stinky boy will come back soon, you stay a little longer this time, and wait for him to come back......"

"I won't see it this time. Cheng Zhaozhao said calmly.

Old man Ji was surprised, tried to swallow what was in his mouth, and said, "Why, you have also learned the art of occult performance?"

"No, he said last time that we won't see each other until 10 years later. ”

"I see. Old man Ji's eyes rolled, and he concentrated on grabbing the dishes with Qianli.

After the meal, Cheng Zhaozhao cleaned up in the kitchen, and Old Man Ji lay on the rattan chair under the copper money tree in the courtyard, stroking his bulging belly with a satisfied face.

Chisato, who was also well-fed, squatted on the branch in the center of the copper coin tree, drowsy.

"It's been a long time since I've eaten so full, it's just that your cooking skills haven't improved, girl. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao's voice came from the kitchen: "I'm busy cultivating and practicing swords, if I don't go back here, where will I have time to enter the kitchen again?"

"It's a pity, it's a pity, you have such a good craft, you should start as a cook, so that the old man and I will be blessed every day. Old man Ji shook the rattan chair and hummed his tune gracefully.

Cheng Zhaozhao came out of the kitchen, took a small rattan chair and placed it in the courtyard, and sat down side by side with Old Man Ji.

"Old man, did you already know I was coming?"

Old man Ji shook his feet leisurely and said, "That's right, I know it from the moment you and the Hua family's little pepper entered the barne, otherwise, do you think you can enter here so smoothly?"

As he spoke, Old Man Ji suddenly opened his eyes and looked sideways at Cheng Zhaozhao: "What do you know? No, no, I know the old man, that stinky boy is not because you want to come...... Phew, I mean he didn't even know you were coming. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao smiled and nodded: "Got it." ”

Although she was smiling, she didn't think so in her heart.

Calculating the time, it was a few days before she and the senior sister arrived in the Cangwu Mountains, and the scholar also left Daping Village at that time, it is a coincidence, but it is too much of a coincidence.

However, in any case, Cheng Zhaozhao is not here to find a scholar this time, and it doesn't matter if he is not there.

"Look, your face is as black as the bottom of the pot, is this the anger of a stinky boy?" said the old man Ji with a narrow face.

Cheng Zhaozhao feigned anger and said: "It's not him, it's you." You know I've been here a long time ago, and you've made me look so hard, old man, don't you want me to come back at all?"

Old man Ji retracted his head: "Look at what you said, I don't want you to come back, can you come back?" This place has always been the residence of the Ji clan, except for the Ji clan, other monks have never come." ”

"What about me?" Cheng Zhaozhao pointed at himself and said in shock: "I'm not from your Ji family, old man, are you making an exception for me?"

"Sooner or later......" Old Man Ji muttered twice.

"What did you say?"

"No, it's nothing, I mean, you weren't a monk when you were in Daping Village, and your ability to come back also means that you have a relationship with my Ji family, which is not an exception. ”

Old man Ji snorted twice, and said in his belly, besides, what are the rules of the Ji family, isn't it up to him?

"Old man, so there are only two monks in this Daping Village, you and the scholar?"

"Yes, just the old man and the stinky boy, it's so pitiful. Old man Ji sighed: "If you want to drink something hot, you can't drink it." ”

"Okay, okay, make you tea. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao took out the tea set and brewed his favorite tea for Old Man Ji in the courtyard.

Old man Ji nodded with satisfaction: "It's still a good day for my daughter-in-law to be here, how can I be like that stinky boy, I know how to hold a book all day long......"

As soon as he complained about the scholars, Old Man Ji could talk for a long time, and Cheng Zhaozhao had long been used to it.

After making tea and serving it to him personally, he asked again: "Scholar has no other relatives besides you?"

Old man Ji paused slightly in his actions to drink tea, and sighed: "His father died early, and his mother is ...... Hey, for so many years, our grandparents and grandchildren have relied on each other. ”

In his days in Daping Village, Cheng Zhaozhao had never heard Old Man Ji mention the scholar's father.

Later, I heard that the previous master of the Xuanyan Palace, Ji Qianmo, that is, Ji Junsu's father, was a monk with profound attainments in the art of Xuanyan.

His unexpected fall in Tianchu is still a mystery, and I'm afraid only Old Man Ji knows the inside story.

Cheng Zhaozhao thought for a while and said, "I heard some things about Senior Ji, and I want to know more about them, can you tell me about Senior Ji's affairs?"

"What, you're back to listen to the story this time?"

Cheng Zhaozhao shook his head: "Of course not." I came back to ask you to give the Cangjian Sect a hexagram for this big competition. ”

Old man Ji suddenly laughed: "For this reason, you were deceived back?"

"What kind of deception, I'm talking about ......" Cheng Zhaozhao was suddenly stunned: "Are you saying that my senior sister asked me to come back, not because of fortune telling?"

"How many years does your sect have a big competition? Forget it, no matter how many years, it's not Tianchu Hui Dabi, where do you need Xuanyan Palace to start a hexagram. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao also nodded in hindsight, indeed, the competition of the Cangjian Sect is also up to the point, and the competition between the same sect is calculated to be good and bad, and there is no need for the Xuanyan Palace to go out.

Fenghua asked her to come, I'm afraid it's really just to let her relax.

"It's all my fault, let my senior sister worry about me. ”

"Look at the lifeless you came back this time, what happened to you, tell the old man about it?"

If only I could say it.

Cheng Zhaozhao said: "It's nothing, it's just that I was stimulated when I went out to practice." ”

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