Wen Xiaoya replied: "Mr. Drunken Mo, this is Li Xiuyuan's idea, wash and peel the chicken, stuff the stomach with seasonings, wrap it in lotus leaves, and finally seal it with mud."

Dig a pit and bury it in the ground, and then set up a bonfire where the chickens are buried, and you can eat them in half an hour. ”

"Oh, there is such a strange way of cooking in this world?" said Mr. Drunken Ink.

Li Xiuyuan scratched his head embarrassedly: "Because when I was young, my body was inherently stubborn and I couldn't cultivate." So I studied these ridiculous things all day long, which made Mr. Drunken Mo laugh. ”

"Hahahaha," Mr. Drunken Ink laughed, "that's funny." The ancients said: 'Food, sex, and sex.' Benevolence, the inner also, not the outer also, the righteousness, the outer also, the non-inner also. ’

It is the nature of men and women to eat and drink. It shows that you, Li Xiuyuan, are also a benevolent and righteous person!"

Li Xiuyuan heard Mr. Drunken Mo's words, and thought in his heart: "The Buddha said: 'Knowing and knowing, that is, the nameless book', this Mr. Drunken Mo only relied on one of my flower chickens, and he saw my temperament thoroughly.

It seems that in the past, I still underestimated the people in this small world, and if I want to ignite the fire of Buddhism in this world, I still have to be cautious. ”

Wen Xiaoya saw that Mr. Zuimmo was praising Li Xiuyuan, and her smile was about to overflow from her beautiful face, but she was still trying to hold back.

Li Xiuxin saw Wen Xiaoya's appearance, and couldn't help but hold his forehead with his hand: "Miss Wen, your old man's expression, you can see that you like Li Xiuyuan if you are a fool."

Ancient books say that you can't hide your love for someone, even if you cover your mouth, love will flow out of your eyes. That's what you're talking about, the ancients didn't deceive me!"

When Mr. Zuimmo saw Wen Xiaoya's appearance, he immediately understood.

There are only two people, the fifth Lingjun and Li Xiuyuan, who are still two wooden heads, and at this time, they are concerned about whether the flower chicken can be eaten.

Since Li Xiuyuan, the person concerned, is concerned about eating, everyone has no choice but to shift the focus of the topic to eating.

The fifth spirit moved away from the bonfire (why me again?), shaved out the rooster, knocked open the mud seal on the outside, and a fragrance of lotus leaves came to his face.

A few people invited Mr. Drunken Mo to sit down, poured a glass of wine, and then ate a delicious taste that had never been seen in this mysterious spirit world. It's also a unique experience.

Mr. Zui Mo took a bite of the chicken, with the fragrance of lotus leaves, tender and juicy, glutinous but not woody. He picked up the wine in the cup again, raised his head and drank it all.

I can't help but be poetic: "On the pond and by the bridge, unforgettable and pitiful." The curtain is open for the brightest night, and the roll is already cold. The water splashes rapidly at the flow, and the clouds and leaves are fresh when spitting. There is no fandelity in Auntie, just Chanjuan. ”

Mr. Drunken Mo held a wine glass in one hand, chanted poetry softly in his mouth, and his long hair fluttered gently with the breeze, which was indescribably chic and elegant.

When the four of them heard this poem, they couldn't help but applaud in unison.

At this time, the fifth spirit all coaxed: "Li Xiuyuan, your poems are also written so well, you can also come to one and give us insight." ”

Li Xiuyuan didn't give the Fifth Spirit any face: "No." If you don't have time, if you want to listen to poetry, write it yourself!"

The fifth Lingjun just wanted to fight back, but he heard Wen Xiaoya say: "Xiuyuan, you can make a song, I want to hear it." ”

Li Xiuyuan replied without hesitation: "Okay!"

I saw the black line on the face of the fifth Lingjun: "Okay, you Li Xiuyuan, who is heavy on color and light on friends, no wonder I always tell me what to put down, and what to talk about the theory of licking dogs." It turns out that you are a praying mantis catching cicadas, and the yellow finch is behind!"

Ignoring the hostile expression on the face of the Fifth Lingjun, Li Xiuyuan stood up, looked at the horizon in the distance, and thought that he was the only one left in the entire Buddhism.

A feeling of loneliness instantly soaked the whole body: "The empty mountain shook down the three autumn twilight, and the fireflies passed through the sparse curtain and the moon dew." The lonely silver lamp is sleepless, and the night window is cold. ”

When everyone heard Li Xiuyuan's poem, they thought it was the first time in 17 years that he was away from home, so they felt lonely.

Only Mr. Drunken Mo heard something different from the poem. His drunken eyes occasionally flashed a shrewd gaze, paying attention to Li Xiuyuan, who seemed to be out of step with this world.

After a few people had eaten and drunk, it was already late at night. The fifth spirit had already gone to bed because he was tired (I did all the work alone!Can I not be tired?).

Li Xiuyuan first sent away the owner of the hospital, Mr. Zuimmo. The two ladies were sent to the gate of the small courtyard.

Who knew that Wen Xiaoya suddenly turned around when she walked to the door, and her face, which was slightly red from drinking, was even more charming.

I don't know if this sentence has been prepared for a day, or if I am bold because of the wine at the moment: "Li Xiuyuan, aren't you going to live in my courtyard?"

No matter how Li Xiuyuan crossed the line in his previous life, he was at most a wine and meat monk. In the countless years since he hit his home, where has this kind of scene passed?

Suddenly ashamed, his face was red. Flee back to your room.

Escape into the room and close the door. I only heard Wen Xiaoya shouting at the top of her voice: "You dare to say or dare not do it, aren't you going to my sleeping pavilion during the day?"

Li Xiuyuan, you are not a man!"

Then I heard the sound of Wen Xiaoya being dragged away by Li Xiuxin.

In addition to the courtyard of the Fifth Lingjun and Wen Xiaoya, there are also many residences of academy disciples not far from here.

These people were awakened by the drunken noise in the middle of the night, and the one in front of them was sleeping in a daze, and they couldn't hear it clearly, only the last sentence "Li Xiuyuan, you are not a man!"

It's really listening, and the owner of this voice seems to be Wen Xiaoya.

Suddenly cheered up: "Could it be that this Li Xiuyuan and Wen Xiaoya still have ulterior secrets?"

So the gossiping people sat up, and they couldn't wait for dawn to eat melons.

Li Xiuyuan returned to the room and listened to Li Xiuxin and Wen Xiaoya's voices getting farther and farther away, and then gradually relaxed.

On the way to Zhengqi Academy, the hidden danger that arose when he had an epiphany has not been solved.

It's just that as long as I see Wen Xiaoya, I feel nervous, and I tried several times and there was no good solution, so I had to put it on hold for the time being.

And tonight, after hearing her sentence "Li Xiuyuan, you are not a man!", it became more and more serious.

Li Xiuyuan calmed down and decided to continue to put this unsolvable problem aside, and then the whole person fell into deep thought.

Originally, Li Xiuyuan's plan was to try to use that person as the first spark for the revival of Buddhism.

Because this person hoes the strong and helps the weak, is easy to fight and hold unevenness, and is quite in line with Buddhist teachings, this person is the most suitable.

But now, I have discovered a big problem.

There are many precepts of Buddhism, and at this stage in the Xuanling Continent, few people can accept them.

Even if he had persuaded the man in the plan, he did not know if he would have been able to spread the teachings.

Even if it can spread, with his current strength, he will definitely not be able to resist the revenge of the ruling class if he moves the cake that has been divided on the Xuanling Continent.

It turned out that he hadn't thought about these things, because according to Li Xiuyuan's original thoughts, this was a world where there were no immortals.

At its peak, Buddhism was scattered throughout the vast universe, and almost all of the three thousand worlds and the immeasurable worlds had followers of Buddhism. Can't you still take this little Xuanling world?

Just tonight, the master of the Drunken Ink Academy taught him a good lesson. From your eating habits, you can guess your personality.

And after reciting that poem, Mr. Zuimmo has been paying attention to himself, intentionally or unintentionally. It was Mr. Drunken's eyes that gave him a head start.

It was instantly clear to me that there were two fatal holes in the seemingly seamless revival plan.

One is that his strength is too low, and he does not have the confidence to be the head of a sect.

The second is that I underestimate the people of the world too much, and the people who see the world by myself are always high, and they have not established the vigilance they should have.

But it's these two loopholes, no matter which one can make you doomed.

Therefore, Li Xiuyuan decided to change his strategy and first integrate Buddhism into this mysterious world.

With the moral code of this spiritual world, it is integrated with the teachings of Buddhism. For example, if you don't get close to women and don't eat alcohol and meat, you must remove it, because this is seriously inconsistent with the mainstream values of the Xuanling world.

Start a new denomination for the time being. No matter what world it is, there will be poor people who use Buddhism's grand wish to popularize sentient beings and convert these poor people into religion.

When their own strength can stand at the top of this mysterious spirit world, these people will be the backing for themselves to seal the territory and cut off the cake of the ruling class.

Therefore, it is a bit dangerous to use that person as an experimental object now, and once this person is activated too early, it will cause a lack of follow-up momentum in the later stage.

But it just so happened that now a guinea pig himself has come to the door... Senior Brother Huo Yanyan, I'm sorry.

I see that you are related to my Buddhism."