Miao Zhu is too old, his body is thin and thin, his gray hair is quite sparse, his jaw is beardless, and his white-washed robe looks a little wide, and he sits under the statue of the dragon god, always looking drowsy.

Zhao Lingtai looked at him, his expression was indifferent, but his heart was quite uneasy, because decades ago, when he came to the Dragon Temple last time, he had seen this temple, and at that time, he was like this, drooping and old.

But decades have passed, and the temple is still the same, and the years seem to be frozen in him and have lost their changes.

For ordinary people, a few decades can change a lot, even take lives. Looking at the boatman, Ah Shuibo will know that from young and strong, to full of wind and frost, it seems like yesterday.

The temple seems to be old, and the erosion of time has stopped here, and it is extraordinary to be able to do this.

Zhao Lingtai replied: "If you don't ask for God, you won't worship!"

When Lao Miaozhu heard this, he grinned: "Young man, haven't you heard of 'worshipping God and having his own gods' protection'? There is also the commandment of 'don't burn incense at ordinary times, but come to hold Buddha's feet in a hurry'?"

Hearing this, many people in the temple laughed, in their opinion, Zhao Lingtai was probably a little guy who had nothing to do.

Looking at the red-haired and black-faced dragon god statue, Zhao Lingtai really couldn't see any clues, except for the feeling of being looked down on, he found nothing else:

Perhaps, the level of existence of the gods is not yet accessible to him.

Thinking about it, he bowed slightly, bowed to the dragon statue, and then turned and exited the temple. Later, Miao Zhu didn't think it was wrong, and squinted his eyes again.

After going out, Zhao Lingtai did not linger, and made a gesture to the awning boat parked outside.

"Shaoxia, it's over so soon?"

Ah Shuibo asked.

Zhao Lingtai shook his head: "I didn't worship, I just looked at it." ”

Ah Shuibo sighed: "That's right, after all, you don't beg for a living on the water." ”

The dragon king, the god of all waters, boaters and fishers, is the most worshipped, but for those who walk on land, the faith is inevitably weaker. On the shore, the God of Wealth and the Lord of Wealth are popular, which is the mainstream.

Zhao Lingtai didn't want to continue the topic, and asked, "Is lunch ready?"

"It's boiling on the pot, and we'll have to wait a while. ”

After saying that, Ah Shuibo went into the cabin to watch the fire.

Zhao Lingtai stayed in the bow of the boat, and as the canopy boat and the Dragon Temple widened away, the cat demon didn't feel so depressed, and gradually regained some vitality.

"Come here!"

Zhao Lingtai said softly.

The cat demon immediately ran without hesitation and lay down at his feet. For Zhao Lingtai, he didn't have much fear, but felt a little close, probably because Zhao Lingtai used blood ginseng to help him heal his injuries.

Zhao Lingtai stretched out his hand and stroked the top of its head, the fur was smooth and felt good: "If you follow me, I'll give you a name." ”

"Meow!"

The cat demon responded obediently.

Speaking of which, Zhao Lingtai really has a good habit of naming people, which may be related to his previous scholarly background, like several descendants, all of whom he gave names.

But this time, Zhao Lingtai suddenly thought of something, and temporarily changed his mind: "Forget it, your name should be left to another person." ”

"Meow!"

The cat demon seemed puzzled, but soon, it was attracted by a strong aroma, raised its head, and kept looking into the cabin.

Ah Shuibo came out of it: "Shaoxia, are you going to eat inside, or outside." ”

"Outside, spacious. ”

"Howler. ”

After waiting for a while, Ah Shuibo took out the small table, tableware, chopsticks and other things, and arranged them one by one on the bow of the boat.

Zhao Lingtai saw that he only had a pair of chopsticks and asked, "What about yours?"

Ah Shui Bo laughed and said, "The young man eats first." ”

Zhao Lingtai said: "Let's come together, eating alone, it's boring." ”

"This ......"

Ah Shuibo was a little embarrassed.

"No need for this or that. ”

Zhao Lingtai's attitude was very resolute.

Ah Shuibo stopped pushing and took out another pair of chopsticks.

After a while, the fish soup is ready, a large pot is hot, and it is placed on a small table, and the fragrance comes out, which makes people appetite.

This kind of taste is simply an irresistible temptation for the cat demon, bewilderment, looking at it, and licking his lips incessantly.

Zhao Lingtai asked again: "Is there another bowl?"

Ah Shuibo knew what he meant, and hurried into the cabin, and quickly took out a large old porcelain bowl, the edges were a little damaged, and it had obviously taken a long time.

Sailing on the water, wind and rain, earning hard-earned money, naturally a lot of care about life, whether it is clothes or utensils, unless it is too tattered to be used, otherwise it is reluctant to throw away.

Zhao Lingtai took the porcelain bowl, filled a bowl of fish, and then put it in front of the cat demon.

When the cat demon saw it, he was full of joy and was about to eat it, and suddenly thought of something, so he slowly pushed the fish meat to the puppy with a pair of paws, which seemed to say: "Boss, use it first!"

However, the puppy didn't even look at it, and the old god was there.

The cat demon pulled the porcelain bowl back with interest, squatted and sat still, and with two paws like human hands, he directly picked up the porcelain bowl to eat.

This extremely anthropomorphic action fell in Ah Shuibo's eyes, and his eyes almost popped out, and he almost shouted: "Youkai!"

Fortunately, after all, he has lived half his life, so he is a little timid, so he endures it.

Zhao Lingtai said indifferently: "He is my spiritual pet." ”

As the name suggests, with the word "spirit", it is naturally no longer an ordinary beast, so it is reasonable to make some unbelievable movements.

At this moment, Ah Shuibo finally determined that the young man in front of him must be a person who had learned the Tao and cultivated immortals, and his mood was inevitably nervous and restrained.

Zhao Lingtai was aware of it, but he didn't say anything. Although he has always advocated "being approachable", once he enters the cultivation world, he is almost equivalent to entering another world. There is an insurmountable chasm between them.

I have to say that the fish soup made by Ah Shuibo is indeed a must, using the best wild fish head, plus tender tofu out of the water, the soup is milky white, and the red is chili, eating into the mouth, spicy and delicious, and the aftertaste is endless.

In addition, Ah Shuibo also took out a bottle of home-brewed rice wine, which is not good, but simple and mellow. With fish soup, it has its own flavor.

Taking a sip of wine, eating a piece of fish, and tasting the taste of a long-lost taste, Zhao Lingtai's thoughts fluttered, as if he had returned to decades ago......

That year, his sword path gradually became famous, so he went down the mountain with a sword, and wanted to travel all over the green mountains and the four seas!

That year, he will be all over the world heroes and masters, high-spirited, and there are countless losers under the sword!

That year, he once stood on the bow of such a canopy boat, raised wine to the moon, and sang with his sword!

But now man came from heaven, but he is long gone......