"You mean, the pretty cook lady in this Moon Tower is very likely to be your master?" Jiang Xiaoman scratched his head and looked at the little girl, feeling a little incredible.

"It's not possible, it's certain!" Ji Xiaoyue puffed out her mouth and nodded solemnly.

The little girl's big eyes blinked, and her expression was extremely serious.

"It's a pity that the back kitchen of Mochizuki Tower is not allowed to outsiders. Jiang Xiaoman shrugged his shoulders, glanced downstairs, sighed and said: "That fat shopkeeper doesn't look bloated, but the iron abacus in his hand is not ordinary iron, it is the same as the armor on my father's body, and it is made of extraterrestrial meteorite iron in the snowy wasteland of the Eastern Regions." Meteorite outside the sky, only a few dozen catties can fall into Kyushu every year, and it is by no means something that ordinary businessmen can get. ”

"What an unwillingness!" The little girl pursed her lips, put down her chopsticks, slammed her chin on the table, and her eyes fell back to the sweet soup that exuded heat, and murmured: "The name of this 'exquisite dice' was taken by my master at the beginning, and in the whole Kyushu, except for teaching me, only she can do it herself!"

As she spoke, the little girl raised her chin proudly and explained to Jiang Xiaoworm and Miss Xiao: "Don't look at this 'exquisite dice' is only made from ordinary red beans, in fact, it needs to go through thirty-five processes, from the auxiliary materials for boiling sweet soup, to the firewood used in cooking and the control of the fire, all of which must not be more, let alone less. Otherwise, you won't be able to get out of that lovesick taste. ”

"The taste of acacia?" Jiang Xiaoman was stunned, and looked at the little girl with some puzzlement.

People live for a lifetime, and they are naturally inseparable from eating.

In this world, what can be cooked with firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea is nothing more than the five tastes of sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty.

The taste of acacia?

It's the first time I've heard of it.

"Exquisite dice An red bean, this thing is the most lovesick. Miss Xiao thought lightly, then smiled, looked at the little girl and said, "Little Moon, your master is not only a chef, but also a talented girl!"

"Yes, yes!" Ji Xiaoyue nodded, a pair of big eyes were about to squint together, revealing a deep and shallow dimple on his cheeks: "My master is amazing! When I was in Fancheng, I was called the goddess of chefs!"

"Why don't I go and lure the fat shopkeeper away, and you sneak into the back kitchen to take a look?" Jiang Xiaoman glanced downstairs again, and at this moment, the fat shopkeeper who was always holding an iron abacus in his hand was smiling and sending the well-fed regular customer out, harmless to humans and animals.

No one would believe that such a fat shopkeeper who is always talking about harmony and wealth in his mouth still hides a good cultivation.

In Beiliang City, there are millions of swords, and they are naturally led by the lonely family.

But if it is said that Beiliang only has Dugu, it is not necessarily true.

The so-called big hidden in the city, big hidden in the clumsy.

Like this fat shopkeeper surnamed Tie, a dragon and tiger hidden in the world.

It's not much, but it's not too little.

Jiang Xiaoman got that inexplicable creation yesterday night, and he was only half a step away from being able to enter the innate world.

Naturally, the ability of this divine sense to perceive will also rise with the tide.

At this moment, in the Mochizuki Tower.

There are several majestic breaths that are hidden.

In the building, it is full of people.

There are no less than 100 people upstairs and downstairs eating wine and drinking tea, and it is not sure which scholar who is polite and seems to be powerless is the dragon snake hidden in the grass.

As soon as you enter the rivers and lakes, you are as deep as the sea, and you are not afraid of those fierce men who are shirtless and have Izumo dragons tattooed on their shoulders and stab the tigers that go down the mountain.

It is these scholars who are paid in the grass, or show people with a weak image, or the fat shopkeeper who holds an iron abacus in his hand and keeps smiling and making money.

"Forget it!" The little girl sighed for no reason, her big eyes were a little dim, and she said cowardly: "When my master left Fancheng, he said that if he met him on the rivers and lakes in the future, unless she took the initiative to find me." Otherwise, you must not mention to anyone that she is my Master. ”

"Little Moon, your master is really a weirdo. Xiao Ying picked up a piece of rouge chicken with a light wine fragrance and handed it to the little girl's bowl, and chuckled: "Don't worry about it first, it's only right to fill your stomach now." ”

"Hmm!" The little girl nodded seriously, put the piece of chicken into her mouth and chewed it carefully, and said vaguely: "When I am full, I will secretly go to the back kitchen to take a look, I haven't seen her for many years, I don't know how Master she came to Beiliang City." ”

Jiang Xiaoman held his chin with both hands, looking at the little girl with bulging cheeks at this moment and laughing without saying a word, he didn't feel so hungry for a while.

There is a saying in Zen Buddhism called "Xiu Se Ke Shen".

Isn't this the case?

Being stared at by the young man, the little girl was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly swallowed the food in her mouth, and muttered with a red face and dissatisfaction: "Hey!

Miss Xiao picked up the porcelain cup on the table, took a sip of light wine in the glass, and said with a light smile: "What Jiang Gongzi is looking at is naturally the brightest and brightest little moon in the sky!"

Light wine is better than light wine, and it is not easy to get intoxicated, so I am not afraid of losing my words after drinking too much.

Xiao Ying drank a cup and refilled another glass, and suddenly remembered that when she took a boat all the way south from the Middle Domain, she was fortunate to meet a blind pianist in a green robe, sitting alone on a green wood bamboo raft.

In the vast river water, it is like a leaf of duckweed.

Not afraid of the rolling waves on the river, he indifferently stroked the piano and sang, like a land fairy.

The lyrics and songs are elegant, and the words are full of pearls.

"With the gentleman, tears and frowning are women. ”

"With the gentleman, it is a woman who holds hands and makes an appointment. ”

"With the gentleman, Yilou Qingge is a woman. ”

"Saying goodbye to the king, lovesickness is a woman"

"With the king's resignation, Sansheng lives up to being a woman. ”

"But when I see lovesickness, I don't hear lovesickness. ”

In the end, the blind piano master sang: "It's difficult to meet, I hide very lovesick, seven points are like catkins flying in the city, and the remaining three inches are for robbery." ”

The turbid river was churning, and the blind pianist ascended to the sky and went straight into the clouds.

Aoki bamboo raft, green shirt and green robe, like flying immortals outside the sky.

There are countless big ships on the river, and thousands of passers-by are shocked.

The girl surnamed Xiao held the wine cup lightly, her eyes were slightly blurred, she peeked at the little moon with reddish cheeks, and muttered softly: "But it's just that why is it a woman?"

"Look at the little pig!" Jiang Xiaoman raised his hand and rubbed the little girl's head, rubbing the little girl's soft but somewhat withered yellow hair, and said happily: "Tell me about you, you can eat so much, and you are so cruel in your appearance!

Xiao Ying came back to her senses, hid those unspeakable little emotions well, and looked at the two of them with interest with her chin on her chin, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

With Jiang Gongzi and Xiaoyue by her side, Miss Xiao was very satisfied.

I always feel that watching the two of them fight every day will be inexplicably comfortable.

It's like an excerpt, if you can't watch it one day, I'm afraid you will really not get used to it.

Excerpts are not plays.

Just like the old roof in the old city.

Under the roof, there must be people who hide warm and soft words, and the years are as scheduled.

For the first time, Xiao Ying suddenly felt how good it would be if she was supposed to be a man.

Whatever you say, you have to scramble for Xiaoyue from Jiang Xiaoman.

The wine cup in his hand shook slightly, and there was wine splashing on the table.

Xiao Ying, who realized her gaffe, chuckled and shook her head, suppressing those thoughts that had just come to her heart and her heart again.

Man, it is important to be content.

Those inexplicable emotions, thinking too much.

The wood is already in the boat, and I can't hope for it.

After thinking about it, the girl surnamed Xiao raised her slender hand, tapped the table with her fingers, and dipped her wine on the table.

Take the jade finger as the pen and the wine as the ink.

The pen walks the dragon and snake, all in one go.

Miss Xiao, who has been inherited from Zen Buddhism, has a sense of Zen between the lines, full of Buddha spirit.

"I hate it!" Ji Xiaoyue opened her teeth and claws, raised her legs to kick the ginger worm, and said angrily: "Don't rub my head, it won't grow tall!"

Although he had long expected that the little girl would blow up her hair, this time Jiang Xiaoman deliberately did not hide, and let Ji Xiaoyue kick her on her calf.

Not to mention, although Ji Xiaoyue is petite, this strength is really not small.

Seeing the young man grinning, Ji Xiaoyue leaned over to Miss Xiao with some weakness, and said cautiously, "Why don't you dodge?"

"Why do you want to hide, I thought you were reluctant to use your strength!" Jiang Xiaoman's chin slammed on the edge of the bowl, looked at Ji Xiaoyue with a sad face, and said with a bitter face: "Who would have thought that you dead girl would be really ruthless!"

Ji Xiaoyue's big eyes bent into a crescent moon, and she said happily: "Giggles, who wants you to rub my head all the time!"

Jiang Xiaoman rubbed his sore calves and glared at the little girl: "Who made you look so cruel!"

After a pause, the young man glanced at the little girl's swaying little short legs under the table, and coughed lightly: "Moreover, you are not tall in the first place!"

Xiao Ying chuckled and grabbed the little girl's shoulder, glanced at the lazy young man, and said with a smile: "Why do you look so tall? The girl should be like our little moon, after this, when you meet the man you like, how good is it for the little bird to snuggle up to you?

"That's it, that's it!" Ji Xiaoyue blinked her big eyes, revealing her small dimples, leaned her head on Miss Xiao's soft breasts, and said happily: "Look at the ginger worm, my name is Xiaoniaoyiren, do you dare to lean on Sister Xiao's arms like this?"

Xiao Ying is already in graceful figure, especially the bright moon on her chest, which is like the mountains and rivers, majestic and magnificent.

Jiang Xiaoman suddenly remembered a poem that he forgot where he saw it from, "It seems to be like a silk willow, a crisp holding snowflakes, and a red car with incense." ”

His cheeks burned for no reason, and he quickly looked away.

His eyes couldn't help but fall on the little girl leaning on Xiao Ying's arms, and he actually remembered another poem, "Send you thousands of miles until the mountains become flattened ......"

The young man, who knew that he was out of shape, hurriedly turned his head away from looking at the two girls, and took a sip of the wine cup in front of him to relieve the embarrassment.

"What are you talking about, little moon!" Miss Xiao couldn't help but blush slightly, raised her hand lightly and nodded the little girl's smooth forehead, and said angrily: "You damn girl, you really dare to say anything!"

Ji Xiaoyue hid in Xiao Ying's arms, shook her head restlessly, and said happily: "Giggles, Sister Xiao, let me tell you, I had a rival when I was in Fancheng before, and even she once said that Jiang Xiaoworm is a nasty embryo!

Jiang Xiaoman just drank a sip of wine into his mouth, and almost squirted out before he could swallow it.

The young man who was almost choked said indignantly: "Are you embarrassed to say, who was killed in the first place?"

"Who?

If you want to pretend to be stupid, the little girl who grew up in Fancheng Jianghu since she was a child is a veteran, blinking her big eyes and looking at Jiang Xiaoworm innocently, with deep and shallow dimples on both sides of her cheeks, "It's obviously the dead girl surnamed Xuan who likes to dress up as a man, and that stinky girl likes to be elusive the most, beware of meeting it in Northern Qin, I really lit your ginger worm with a sky lantern." ”

I have to say that the way the little girl laughs is the most distressing.

Jiang Xiaoman looked at her dimples, but felt that he couldn't see enough, and he forgot to argue for a while.

After a while, he slowly took a sip of the little wine left in the glass.

The young man who raised the glass suddenly felt that this simple and elegant light wine had lost the taste of wine.

It seems that all the fine wine in this world is not as intoxicating as the deep and shallow dimples.

Inadvertently, Jiang Xiaoman saw the handwriting on the table, which was gradually blurred, but had not yet faded.

It was left by Miss Xiao with wine as ink.

The handwriting is beautiful, but it is majestic.

Folding hooks and skimming, all of them hide a Zen in the ancient temple.

'You are at the top of the mountain, mountain after mountain. I'm in the river, across the river. Draw your eyebrows, dot your lips, and only hate not being a man in this life. There are trees in the South Ridge, and there are branches in the North Sea, and the end of the world is close at hand, and it is impossible to see. ’

Jiang Xiaoman turned his head to look at the snow outside the window, not thinking deeply.

There are some things, once pondered, like swallowing bitter wine in the mouth.

It is bitter to drink, and bitter to spit out.

The old ruffian Uncle Eleventh who didn't know why there was a hideous scar on his face, but he still stood up to the sky in Jiang Xiaoman's heart, once said, 'A man's heart is like a sword, and he dances for only one person in his life. The daughter's heart is as delicate as a bowl, and she is only the next person in her life. ’

There is snow in the north, which can cover a city, a state and a country.

But it was difficult to cover this woman's heart.

I can't look at it, I can't forget it.

......

In the wind and snow, two figures, one old and one young, slowly entered Beiliang City.

The two walked slowly, leaving a trail of deep and shallow footprints in the snow.

The old man stopped, looked up at the majestic city gate, smiled kindly at the young man who was holding him tightly, his eyes were full of kindness, and said softly: "Grandson, the old guy in Tianji Tower said before he sat down that you are destined to be the most brilliant Tianjiao in this life, and you are the saint who can make my Xuan Corpse Sect stand on the top of Kyushu again. ”

Gently helping the young man wipe the snow off his head, the old man looked up at the sky and said to himself: "The old man doesn't believe in the sky or respect the sky in his life, but he believes in the words of the old god stick who should have been thundered by the sky a long time ago." This time, even if you are desperately punished by God, what grandfather will give you the most perfect soul and soul, not to respect you for a lifetime, but to ask you to be carefree and peaceful like an ordinary child. ”

The old man's eyes and face were kind, but between his words were the Nine Shadows Yama, which made people feel cold.

The young man's face was as pale as snow, with two red blushes painted on the sides of his cheeks, and a strange smile on the corners of his mouth.

His eyes were blank, like a puppet without a soul.

But at the moment when the old man's voice fell, the dull young man's lifeless mottled eyes actually lit up with a strange ghostly color, as deep as a whirlpool.

The clouds are getting lower, and the wind and snow are even worse.

It seems that this snowstorm wants to bury the whole world.