Qingli followed Murong Yu through the streets and alleys of Feixian City for almost half an hour before the two stopped outside a small shop in a small alley. From the outside, it's really a small storefront. There is no decoration at the door, just a clean black lacquered gate. Above the door hangs a small pennant with three big characters written on it. The store is ordinary, but Qingli doesn't dare to underestimate it. It's just that the three words on the small flag are quite imposing. If you look closely, you will feel that these three words contain an inexplicable attraction, and if you want to attract all your minds, you can never pull them back. It can be seen that this person who writes is not only advanced in cultivation, but also has entered the Tao in a certain aspect. Being able to hang this flag as a signboard at will just shows that this store is not simple. Qingli suddenly felt a trace of vigilance rise in her heart.

Murong Yu turned her head and was about to say something to Qingli, when she felt that she seemed to be a little nervous. Murong Yu thought that he was like this when he followed his master here for the first time, so he smiled and said, "Senior Sister Qingli doesn't need to be nervous. The senior who opened the shop here was a good friend of my master. It is said that Master Cheongdam also had a good relationship with him. ”

When Qingli heard this, she was relieved. She looked at the closed door of this vegetarian fast, and asked a little strangely, "Senior Brother Murong, it seems that this vegetarian fast is not open. Isn't that senior there?"

Murong Yu smiled and said, "No one knows the real name of the owner of the vegetarian diet. He called himself a glutton. Lao Yusan is a food cultivator with a strange personality. Although he opened a shop here, he was not welcomed by anyone. If she thinks you're in touch with him, she'll let you in. ”

Qingli understands that generally speaking, masters have their own temper and their own way of doing things. The so-called no weirdness is not high, she understands. Murong Yu stepped forward and gently knocked on the closed black lacquer door. The gate made a stone-like thump, and it was clear that the material of the gate was not ordinary, and it was not made of ordinary wood. Murong Yu knocked three times, and then stood to the side with his head down. For a long time, there was no movement in the house. Just when Qingli thought that the people inside had rejected them, Qingli suddenly felt a powerful divine sense sweep over her body. She didn't feel any malice, though. However, Qingli still has an uncomfortable feeling in her heart that her privacy is being spied on. Qingli suddenly looked up at the place where she felt her consciousness came from. All she could see was the closed windows on the second floor. Since Qingli knew that there was a master inside, she didn't use her Buddha knowledge to explore.

"Hahahaha......" A hearty laugh came from the second floor, "I didn't expect it to be the juniors of the two old friends." Come in, come in! Gourmets will please eat something delicious. ”

Then the closed door opened on its own. Qingli and Murong Yu hurriedly walked in. When the two of them entered the store, the two black doors closed automatically.

Qingli looked at the small first-floor space of the vegetarian meal. There is a door on the left that is not closed. Kiyori could tell at a glance that it was the kitchen. There are only two or three tables on the entire first floor, which are randomly arranged. The material of the table seems to be the same as that of the main door. There are several paintings on the walls of the hall, all of which are depicted with food. There is a wooden staircase on the right side of the hall that leads to the second floor.

There was no one in the hall on the first floor, and Qingli thought that the old gourmand should be on the second floor. At this time, I heard a voice from the second floor: "Two little dolls can find a seat at random." Gourmet, I'm going to cook for you. Then, a chubby figure appeared at the top of the stairs.

Qingli followed the prestige, and saw a middle-aged uncle with a fat body and a kind face coming down from the second floor. He looked like the fat chef Kiyori had ever seen on Earth, with an apron tied around his chest and what seemed to be some grease stains. The fat master was obese and made a heavy noise when he stepped on the wooden stairs when he went downstairs. It was as if the staircase was protesting against this heavy burden.

His every move was like that of an ordinary mortal chef. If it weren't for Qingli's external Buddha beads, he could see that the other party was already cultivating in the late stage of the out-of-body period, and Qingli wouldn't believe that the other party was a cultivator. Qingli thought, this may be a return to the basics in a sense.