The next day, as Su Bodhi expected, Qingyunzi closed the door.

There is no one to preside over the morning recitation, no one to preach various daily sutra meetings, and no one to handle the chores of the Taoist temple.

All the Taoists were at a loss, and Nasu Bodhi didn't even care, just said that the person who took over was coming soon, so don't be impatient.

For several days, all the affairs in the Taoist temple could not be carried out, and the resentment of the Taoist disciples towards the monkey deepened.

Originally, the monkey didn't care, after all, he didn't listen to the lectures, and most of the internal affairs had nothing to do with him, even if the kitchen was not open, he could pick a few wild fruits in the back mountain.

A monkey, a nest, what a big deal?

On the contrary, Qingyunzi stayed at home, allowing him to steal into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the future, and there was no scruple about it.

As for the wind chimes, they are in a very good mood, I think that now that they have determined the attitude of Su Bodhi, they let go of the burden in their hearts, and at noon on the third day, they even carried the food pavilion and hummed a little song to deliver food to the monkeys.

"Could it be that Qingyunzi doesn't care about anything, but the kitchen is serving lunch?" the monkey wondered.

"Go, go, what kind of kitchen is provided? Uncle Qingyun doesn't care about anything, and there is no one to handle the affairs in the temple, so maybe he won't even be able to provide food in a few days. As he spoke, the wind chimes put the food pavilion on the ground and giggled, "This is the kitchen of this girl herself." ”

"Yo!" the monkey hurriedly dropped the bamboo slip in his hand and jumped down from the introspection stone, and was about to grab it, but was slapped open by the wind chimes.

"I'll come. Wind Chime grinned and held the lid with both hands: "Dangdang dang! look! Do you like it?"

"This ...... Isn't it just fruit?" said the monkey expressionlessly, "What kind of cooking?"

In the food court, there is a fruit platter, at best, it is cut.

"Aren't monkeys the most fruit-eating?" said the wind chime, frowning.

"Forget it, it's a heart anyway. The monkey shook his head, reached out and grabbed a slice of apple and shoved it into his mouth.

The master of the wind chime is the first apprentice of Su Bodhi, Qingfengzi, and Qingfengzi has only four apprentices in total, and the wind chime is the smallest, and the only one who is still in the temple today. In view of Qingfengzi's extremely high status in the view, the status of wind chimes is naturally not low.

On weekdays, most of the confusion in schoolwork is to directly consult Su Bodhi, and after calculation, it belongs to the next generation of personal disciples.

Except for Subodhi, no one really dares to send this little girl, and the fruit platter she makes is really not something that everyone can eat.

"Hey, let's be clear, what do you mean by 'forget it'? If you don't want to eat, you can not eat!" said the wind chime.

The monkey chewed the fruit, hurriedly lifted the food pavilion aside, and asked, "Why is it so empty today?"

Feng Chime flattened his mouth: "Uncle Qingyun doesn't preach anymore, the view is messy, and the master doesn't go out, so I don't have anything to do." But be careful, I've heard that a couple of older brothers want to beat you up. ”

"Huh?" the monkey was stunned for a moment: "Under the Qingyunzi Sect?"

"It's not. Uncle Qingyun has been closed for less than three days, and I heard that no one has been seen, and even the people who deliver food have been kicked out. Fortunately, his cultivation has also reached the realm of turning into a god and entering the void, although he is a newcomer, there is no need to worry about him. Seeing that the monkey was eating with relish, the wind chime smiled and held his cheek and asked, "How is it?"

Just as the monkey was about to dislike two sentences and quarrel with her, a voice suddenly sounded: "Hahahaha, our four princesses can also cook, it's really rare." ”

The monkey and the wind chime were startled at first, and hurriedly looked around.

The voice seemed to sound directly from my head, and it was rootless and sourceless, and it was difficult to distinguish where it came from.

After a while, with an eagle's cry, an eagle swooped down from the sky, turning into a human form in the air, and its sleeves were raised in the wind and slowly landed on the ground.

The person who came was a handsome man, with a burly figure, dressed in a black tight-fitting casual robe, and a strange strand of white hair in the middle of his bun.

Seeing the visitor, the wind chime was first overjoyed, and then hurriedly stood up and saluted: "The wind chime greets the senior brother of the Moon Dynasty!"

Yue Chao looked at the wind chimes and asked with a smile: "Why is it that you are not formal with your uncle, and when you see my senior brother, you will see outside?"

"He's just a monkey, there's no formality. The wind chime said casually with a flat mouth.

The intimacy in that look fell to the strict zhòng of the Moon Dynasty, but it caused a faint worry.

Reaching out and touching the head of the wind chime, Yue Chao turned around and saluted the monkey respectfully, and said, "Uncle Wukong, when we meet for the first time, the eldest disciple of the junior Qingfeng Daoren is polite. ”

Qingfeng Dao people are another name for Qingfengzi.

I have been here for so long, and it is the first time that someone has been so respectful to me, and the monkey was stunned. Hurriedly arched his hand and said, "It's polite." I've just visited the disciple for a short time. ”

After saluting, Yue Chao glanced at the monkey a few times, intentionally or unintentionally, and then went to the food pavilion where he got the wind chime: "I haven't eaten the food cooked by the fourth senior sister, and I happen to be hungry." Huh, why are they all fruits? It's also called food?"

Feng Chime's face turned red, and he hurriedly ran over to take the food pavilion back, and said quietly: "Wasn't it made for you to eat." ”

Yue Chao sighed helplessly: "It's okay if you don't eat it." Brother, I thought my sister had grown up, but I only had been away for a year and learned to cook. ”

Feng Chime hid the food pavilion behind him and decided to change the topic: "Why didn't Senior Brother come back suddenly after not practicing at Lingyun Peak?"

"Let's go to Guanjiangkou with Uncle Lingyun to see the excitement, and come around to see you. ”

"Guanjiangkou is lively?" The monkey's brows furrowed: "You're going to fight?"

Yue Chao patted his thigh and sat down cross-legged: "Well, the news of the heavenly court, Taishang Laojun somehow suddenly went out of the customs ahead of schedule, and now the Jade Emperor is in full swing to prepare for war, and Erlang God Yang Jian's side is similar, now he is searching for soldiers everywhere, as long as he has a little cultivation, he wants it." Depending on the situation, the rivalry between the uncle and the nephew is going to fight to the death. However, one day in heaven and one year on earth, I am afraid that this war will be difficult to fight in a month or two, so it doesn't matter if we go slower. ”

After that, Yue Chao stretched out his hand, and a set of tea sets appeared in front of him out of thin air, along with a charcoal stove and hot boiling water.

The monkey was stunned by this scene.

"Little junior sister, come, try the tea that Senior Brother planted by himself on the top of Lingyun Peak, this is something that Uncle Lingyun and I am reluctant to give. Uncle Lingyun's group of apprentices beat me for tea all day long, senior brother, I am very hard to guard. Yue Chao raised his eyebrows and took out a small pot of tea in a bamboo tube from his pocket.

The monkey hurriedly asked, "You also practice the Practitioner Dao?"

"Why do you ask that?" asked Yue Chao rhetorically.

"This ...... It should be the third level of refining gods, right? It's not the path of the practitioner, how can you ...... so young?"

The wind chime on the side gently tugged the monkey's hand and whispered in his ear: "Senior Brother Yue Chao is more than three hundred years old this year......

"Huh?"

When the monkey was puzzled, Yue Chao had already made the tea, divided the cups, pushed the two teas in front of the monkey and the wind chime respectively, and said: "The appearance of the immortal cultivator is the image of the heart, if the heart is not old, the appearance will not be old." If Uncle Wukong saw Uncle Lingyun, he would know that his old man still looks like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, in his prime. ”

The monkey's first instinct was to look at the wind chimes.

"Huh?" the wind chime glared back.

Yue Chao on the side sighed: "This is really only ten years old, not that he doesn't look old." Come, taste my tea. ”

The three of them picked up their teacups and tasted them.

This tea is lubricated in the mouth, sipped in the mouth, a burst of aroma overflows the nose, swallowed, and suddenly a sense of physical and mental comfort.

"Immortal tea?" The monkey never thought that the original tea could be like this, and it is no wonder that those who have reached the realm of the Moon Dynasty are willing to plant it with their own hands and love it so much.

That Yuechao sipped his tea, stared at the wind chime thoughtfully, and suddenly turned to look at the monkey, and said, "Uncle Wukong, Uncle Lingyun and Uncle Yiyuan have all sent letters to Shizun, asking if they will return to take charge of the Taoist Temple. ”

It seems that although these senior brothers are out, they are all well aware of the situation in the view.

However, this is also expected, although it is not known what means of communication are used between them, but with their cultivation, there will definitely be no none.

The monkey hummed and continued to sip his tea as he raised his eyes to look at the Moon Dynasty. I don't know what he was doing when he suddenly said this.

Yue Chao looked at the monkey with a solemn face, and said slowly: "Master's answer is: 'No need for the time being. But only did not refuse Uncle Dantong, I heard that ...... Uncle Dantong is hunting evil Jiao in the South China Sea and will return soon. ”

The wind chime's face turned pale, but the monkey didn't know why.

Yue Chao lowered his head, held the teacup, and said lightly: "In the future, Uncle Wukong will have to be more careful." ”

After chatting a few more words, Yue Chao said goodbye, and asked for a wind chime before leaving, leaving only the monkey to continue cultivating.

I don't know if it's intentional or what, Yue Chao took the wind chimes around the entire Taoist temple, and it wasn't until he finally went out of the mountain gate that he suddenly said: "Wind chimes, in the future, stay as far away as possible from Uncle Wukong." ”

"Why did Senior Brother say that?" Wind Chime was obviously taken aback.

Yue Chao stopped, slowly raised his head and said: "Cultivator Dao, such a temperament, and the master treats him like this, he has only been in the early stage of his entry for about a year, and he has already concentrated on the late stage...... This person is like that Yang Jian, and the ending is nothing more than three kinds, the hero of the world, the evil ghost of the world, or death. ”

In a word, it was like a thunderclap.

The petite body of the wind chime shook slightly, and he stopped, but he just silently lowered his head and rubbed his little hands.

The two brothers and sisters stood quietly on the quaint stone steps, swaying in the wind in the sun and the phantom of the branches and leaves.

After a long time, Yue Chao took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, looked up at the flowing clouds in the sky, and said: "These three results, in the end, must be full of bones under their feet, which all the uncles can really see." ”