Bai Cheng grew up in Feixingmen since he was a child, and he is familiar with the way, and after leaving the cliff, he kept silent and blindly lowered his head and hurried.

Lin Su still followed closely behind him, walked for a while, held back a little breathlessly, and couldn't help asking, "Brother, where are we going?"

Bai Cheng turned around and said, "Go find a key person." ”

Lin Su was still stunned for a moment, and asked, "You have seen the three elders and the head, what other key people are there?"

After a pause, he patted his head and said, "Could it be that you also have an old immortal who has hidden cultivation?"

Bai Cheng laughed and said, "Our Flying Star Gate is a small family, and there are not so many old-timers. ”

The two chatted casually, not slow at all, and after a while, they had rushed back to the front mountain and came to an attic.

Before the two of them could gain a foothold, they saw a group of patrolling disciples walking from the opposite side with torches in hand.

Bai Cheng didn't want to meet them, so he jumped up to the attic on his tiptoes, and leaned on the roof. This series of actions, he has already done it in Qingyang Mansion, and he performed it at this time without any sound.

Lin Su is not as light as Baicheng, it is easy to jump into the attic, but imagine Baicheng, without making a sound, it is difficult for a strong man.

But he was not in a hurry, seeing the patrolling disciples getting closer and closer, he gently recited the mantra in his mouth, and then walked two steps slowly, swaggered to find a pillar at random under the corridor, and leaned on it.

In an instant, he was like a chameleon, his whole body was covered with skin and clothes, and the color changed in an instant, becoming exactly the same as the pillar, if you didn't look carefully, you really couldn't imagine that there was a person standing there.

There were no clever people among the disciples on the patrol, and they didn't notice anything unusual, so they flashed past the attic and continued to walk forward.

After the patrolling disciples left, Bai Cheng fell down from the roof, stared at the pillar, and whispered, "Brother Lin, good skills!"

"It's just a little trick to carve insects, brother, where are we going next?"

"Just follow them. ”

"Huh?"

Bai Cheng didn't explain, tiptoed and lurked, far behind the group of disciples. Although Lin Su was still curious, he didn't dare to ask out loud, so he could only follow in a muffled voice.

This group of disciples inspected several locations one after another, and suddenly turned around, and walked out of the Flying Star Gate station along a remote path.

Lin Su also saw them suddenly turn, gently pulled Bai Cheng's sleeve, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, where are they going?

Bai Cheng smiled and said, "Brother Lin, don't worry, I'm familiar with this place." ”

The patrol disciples walked along the trail into a pine forest, and after a short period of effort, they passed through the pine forest and came to a small river.

The creek is about seven or eight feet wide and knee-deep, and the water is so clear that you can see the bottom. There was a flat open space on the bank of the river, about twenty or thirty acres in size, which was paved with fine stones, and a few piles of firewood were piled up on the clearing, and seven or eight large tables were placed, all of which were wide and large tables of eight immortals. Next to the clearing are three large tiled houses.

The faces of this group of disciples were tense all the way, but when they arrived here, they suddenly relaxed, and the leading disciples shouted loudly: "Lao Zhang, Lao Wang, don't come out quickly." ”

Before the words fell, a fat man rushed out of a tiled room in the middle, around forty years old, wearing **** on his upper body, wearing a pair of coarse cloth pants on his lower body, walking with a fat body and trembling, holding a large wooden basin in his hand, which was as big as a baby's bath basin, and the basin was full of braised pork.

He was followed by a fat old man, about sixty or seventy years old, with a white beard, his hair was about to fall out, wearing a blue cloth robe, the robe was full of oil stains, holding a plate of steamed buns in his hand, and shouting: "I have been ready for a long time, just waiting for you to come, it is the best hind leg meat." ”

The disciple who spoke just now shook his head and said, "I'm afraid that the best head of the sect and his old man can't take his turn, let alone us errands." I'm afraid it's all in your belly, or you're so fat. ”

The fat old man was furious, put the steamed bun on the table, stretched out his hand and patted him on the back of the head, and said with a shake of his beard: "Nonsense, all the good things are for you to eat, and our two masters will rub some scraps." ”

The disciple shrank his neck and said, "Disciple, I was wrong, what you always said is right. ”

As he spoke, he grabbed a steamed bun and the other picked up a piece of meat and ate it.

In the pine forest, Lin Su was still dumbfounded, he never expected that the two of them followed him for a long time, and it was the back kitchen of Feixingmen, he glanced back and said: "Brother, haven't you eaten enough at night? Or do you remember the wrong way? Let's lead my brother and me to the kitchen in the middle of the night? Could it be that the key people you said are these two cooks?"

Bai Cheng smiled slightly and said, "These two are both less than twenty years old on the mountain, especially Lao Zhang, who has been on the mountain for forty or fifty years, and now there is no one on the mountain who is more senior than him." ”

Lin Su also said: "Don't say fifty years, even a hundred years will still be a cook." ”

Bai Cheng shook his head and said, "That's not necessarily. ”

Lin Su was still stunned, looked at the two of them carefully, and said, "I see that although these two are huge, they look very vain, and no matter how you look at them, they are not masters of hidden cultivation. ”

Bai Cheng glanced at him, and said, "Brother Lin's imagination is beyond the reach of the younger brother. ”

Speaking of this, he suddenly blushed, remembering that he went to see the lazy Taoist during the day, and he also regarded him as a master of hidden cultivation, and couldn't help but sigh, martial arts novels are not shallow!

In less than half an hour, the group of disciples finished eating and drinking, and then said goodbye and left, leaving only the two fat men to clean up a table of scraps and burn cold.

Seeing that the group of disciples had gone away, Bai Cheng pulled Lin Suhuan's sleeves, and the two walked out of the forest together. Bai Cheng arched his hand at the two of them from a distance and said, "Grandpa Zhang, Uncle Wang, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

As soon as the fat old man looked up, he saw that it was Bai Cheng coming, with a surprised expression on his face, and shouted repeatedly: "Xiaocheng, why are you back?"

Bai Cheng laughed and said, "I've been out for a long time, I miss your old man's craft, so I brought a friend over to try it." ”

The fat old man laughed a few times, turned his head at the middle-aged fat man, and shouted, "Why don't you hurry up and bring out the good dishes." ”

The middle-aged fat man nodded, trotted into the kitchen, and after a short time, brought out seven or eight hot dishes, and scalded two pots of wine and put them on the table.

Bai Cheng was not modest, and said with a smile: "Brother Lin, come and try Grandpa Zhang's craftsmanship." ”

Lin Su didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in his gourd, so he lifted his chopsticks and ate two bites, his eyes couldn't help but light up, and he shouted, "This dish is really amazing." ”

Bai Cheng lifted the chopsticks, also took two bites, and said with a smile: "Grandpa Zhang's skills, I'm afraid that no one can match it within a radius of thousands of miles, and these dishes are not just anyone who can eat them." ”

The fat old man laughed and said, "You kid can still speak, unlike Liu Qingshan's little rabbit cubs, who open and close their mouths and mess around, don't you know that grandpa is in a bad mood and can let him eat something good." ”

A few people chatted while eating, and chatted for half an hour.

The fat old man suddenly waved his hand, asked the middle-aged fat man to go to the kitchen to light the fire, turned his head, and whispered to Bai Cheng: "Your kid has nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace, what do you have to inquire about this time?"

Bai Cheng smiled slightly and said, "It's still your old man who understands me, and the disciple came here this time to ask for advice." ”