Forget it, although these little guys don't have any big skills, but in the end they are also trying to keep themselves alive, although their intelligence is not transparent, but they work hard enough, such a little thing, so humble to live, unpretentious, but optimistic, kind and simple.

Since then, these natures and essences, there is not much left in their so-called immortals?

Repeating the monotonous and boring life all day long, day after day, arrogantly claiming to be an immortal, accepting the worship and worship of people who are not as capable as himself, but forgetting that once upon a time, he was one of them. has also experienced the various states of the world like this, whether it is for the sake of training, or for the sake of cultivating immortals, we have also been humble.

"Little mouse, tell me, what is the origin of this big monster in Yong'an City, and why did you do such a thing?"

Although the little demons are not highly cultivated, they know more about these barnyard officials and history than their so-called immortals. What she didn't know was that the things she had with Long Xiangyu had also appeared in the after-dinner conversations of these little demons. The little black mouse Dianmo also heard his cousin talk about her, at that time, after listening to it, he took a sip silently with a teacup, and pretended to say in a deep voice: "If I were Longjun, I would definitely hate this princess to death." I don't want to remember, but I'm entangled in life and life, why is this so painful?"

He knew that the Feng princess he sighed at back then was now standing in front of him. And which dragon monarch he was upset with for others is now sitting in the main house less than 100 meters away from him and playing chess.

"If you answer to my satisfaction, how about Ben Daxian reward you with a bowl of chicken soup and a chicken leg to take?"

When Dianmo organized his language and was about to start speaking, Feng Qingling's voice sounded in his ears again.

This little ink is really not calm, Daxian is really a good immortal, and he originally gave him such a little demon the food he cooked. Dianmo was really moved, and my brain was a little messed up again.

This little demon is really simple, a bowl of chicken soup can move him like this, Feng Qingling began to reflect on whether he was too harsh on these little monsters on weekdays?

"Daxian, the little one must tell you everything he knows!" "Dian Mo hehe smirked, and recalled seriously, "I heard my cousin say that the big monster this time was actually originally a human being, and it was only with the help of a more powerful big monster that he could have supreme power." We didn't dare to meet her, and my cousin said that as long as we didn't come out to cause trouble, the big monster wouldn't trouble us, so we hid in our caves and didn't dare to come out at all on weekdays, especially at night. However, after hiding for a long time, I was really hungry and uncomfortable after eating the stored food, so I couldn't help but run out a few times, and once I came out at night, I was very unfortunate to meet the big monster, and I was so frightened that I hid back as soon as I appeared. The big monster was dressed in white and floating in the air, without green fangs and no cloak, but it made people feel scared, and when they looked at her, they felt cold all over. ”

"Later, when I heard that big monsters usually don't act during the day, I dared to go to my cousin, and I was so scared that one night she would see me and find an opportunity to eat me. I wanted to beg my cousin to give me a way to get through this. My cousin Dian Cang is very powerful, he is the king of our generation of little monsters, except for the father-in-law of the land, everyone is afraid of him, and he also knows the most, the spell is the highest, the catastrophe hundreds of years ago, if it weren't for a human suddenly appearing to make trouble, my cousin might have become an immortal long ago!" Speaking of his cousin, the little black mouse was proud and excited, and couldn't help but digress. When he noticed Feng Qingling's impatient face, he hurriedly stopped, straightened his face, stopped talking, and continued, "When I got to my cousin's place, I found that he had gathered a lot of our usual friends, and then I knew that my cousin and they were not sitting still, and they were already silently investigating the big monster. Later, I heard from my cousin that the big monster was actually the original wife of General Li Yuanying in the tomb in the east of the city, but General Li's heroic soul had already been reincarnated, but the soul of this Mrs. Li was hovering here, why did she not want to leave for a long time? And killed so many innocent people. ”

"Daxian, do you know why?" Actually, what he wanted to ask was more, Daxian, did you come to beat that big monster away? If so, then he should really kowtow three times to thank Daxian for his great kindness. You know, he hasn't had a good meal for almost half a month.

"I don't know!" Feng Qingling shook his head. Somewhat disappointed and didn't ask for any useful information.

Looking at the hourglass on the stone table on the side, he felt that the time was almost up, so he put the washed and cut vegetables on a plate, marinated the pork with salt and sauce, and scalded the chicken pieces with hot water to remove the oil, and then ordered some ink: "Okay, the fire over there is fine, don't worry about it, let them burn slowly! You come and burn the fire here and start stir-frying." Then he shouted outside, "Young Master, the fire won't burn, the vegetables won't be washed, go out and turn left a hundred meters away to go to the steamed bun shop to buy steamed buns, right?" Feng Qingling likes to tease Ao Yan very much, don't look at Ao Yan's gentle and gentle weekdays, in fact, it's quite interesting, his self-esteem is quite strong, and it's quite fun to tease.

Dianmo was amused by her words, and was afraid that she would be unhappy, so he didn't dare to laugh, so he could only endure secretly pursing his lips and laughing, and it was very hard to endure.

Ao Yan looked at the two people who were cooperating very smoothly with a broken face, and felt a deep sense of powerlessness, and said hello to Feng Qingling with a wry smile and went out to buy steamed buns.

The ink here was lit on the fire, Feng Qingling brushed the pot, waited until the pot was dry, then put oil on it, and began to fry the first plate of spicy mushroom chicken thighs. Stir-fry the green onions, ginger and garlic, put in the chicken thighs that have been scalded to half-cooked, pour a little soy sauce and spicy seeds, stir-fry until the chicken pieces are all colored, and then put in the soaked and cut good shiitake mushrooms, and after the ingredients are fully contacted, the fragrance of the chicken thighs is matched with the unique fragrance of shiitake mushrooms, as well as the special choking aroma of spicy seeds that stimulates the mouth, nose and taste buds, so that the whole kitchen is full of the fragrance of hooking people's gluttony. Finally, drizzle the stock used to blanch the chicken thighs, one spoonful is enough, and cover the pot to reduce the juice. Remove from the pot and put on a large porcelain bowl, cover with a large porcelain bowl, and place on the tray to prepare for serving.

Dianmo swallowed his saliva silently, although he didn't eat it, but looking at Daxian's skillful stir-fry process, coupled with the strong fragrance that filled his body, it was enough for him to admire Daxian's admiration for the five bodies on the ground, ah, ah, what to do, I really want to eat!