Red charcoal boiled copper pot, ginseng deer antler mixed with beef bones and minced meat, tormented.

The thick soup boils white smoke, straight up to the nine days and the bright moon and stars, chattering.

"The dog baby and his mother, how are they now?"

"Good... You don't have to worry about it. I won't tell you if I worry about it... Save it. ”

"What the hell is going on in that village?"

"Aren't you smart?

"Aren't those two old men already in seclusion?"

"I don't know..."

"Will it be in Kyoto?"

"I don't know..."

"Do they still have..."

"Shut up! I won't tell you, and I'm still chattering!

"Hey......"

Helpless, sigh.

I don't know this, I don't know if he really doesn't know, or if he doesn't want to say it. All in all, Xia Xun is really out of line.

Shaking his head, holding up the bamboo chopsticks, picking up the meat and vegetables, picking the vegetables and meat... At this moment, apart from using silence to despise this heart-wrenching cook, Xia Xun couldn't think of a better way. He knew very well that with the bad temper of this cook, if he really did not want to say it, even if he forced him with a knife, he would not be able to pry his mouth open.

Such a thing, as early as a few days ago, Xia Xun had already verified it...

"Wow~"

With the remaining shyness, Qianqian's little hand took the teapot and poured flower tea for the two porcelain cups. When the tea falls into the cup, it arouses the yellow flowers to whirl, exuding a faint fragrance of wild flowers, as if to dispel some of the depression here.

The tea is good, and the peony gently picks up a cup and puts it in front of Xia Xun's table. Smiling slightly, he said quietly:

"Master Dao's personality is like this, don't be angry with him, okay?"

"Thank you..."

"Aggressive~"

Xia Xun politely curled his two fingers and tapped the table lightly twice to thank him in return.

"I'm not angry, I'm about to be by him, that's it. ”

"Master Dao is a good person, don't worry. ”

"Where's he?"

"Well... The dish is very well done. ”

“......”

Plain and bland, a few words back and forth, eat a few bites of dishes to satisfy hunger, and drink a few sips of flower tea to reduce the fire.

In between, there are few disputes...

Actually... Some things, some people, are just like that. I always like to make simple things mysterious, with a circle of people, around it, endlessly. I don't know how long it wants to turn people around.

And by the time you can see the head, maybe it's all over.

This is called deception, and it is also called strategic means.

......

The night is getting deeper...

The wind is whining, and the body is dancing.

The night dew is long, condensed into a drop, and slides down the tile...

In the middle of the night on the bright moon, the wet green mud is blowing, urging the growth of young bamboo shoots, revealing sharp and small horns.

Wow wow little frog, bouncing around, puffing up big cheeks, with a hurried spring, beckoning the little love frog nearby.

The top of the mountain, a small bamboo house.

A few dim candles, squeezing out the cracks...

The door woven by green bamboo quietly opened and closed quietly, silently.

A tall figure walked out of it, along the hiking trail, all the way down...

There was no joy or sorrow, and there was almost no emotion on his face. In the darkness, the two fine lights looked straight at him, and he couldn't find his focus, but he could feel his anger from the inside out. It was like a majestic mountain, weighing heavily on his heart. It seems that there are countless Jin Ge Iron Horses, which are running in his mind.

All in all, he's in a bad mood...

It's not good, even the little frog blocking the way, seeing it from a distance, was so frightened that it hurriedly jumped a few steps, hid in the grass, and stopped croaking. The moon in the sky was slightly better, just a little surprised. Looking at it in amazement, the deep dark green in the hand of the figure reflected a trace of purple.

In the silence of the night, it is very strange.

"Da..."

"Da..."

The heavy footsteps, like the bells of defeat, echoed between the mountains of Kongning, making people sigh.

The heaviness of the mood makes the figure walking alone under the moon walk very slowly, very slowly. Slowly, he walked through the hiking trail and the mountainside square hidden by the green bamboos. Walk through the pitch-black prayer building where you can't see your fingers.

Walk to the open-air cafeteria in the building.

Wrong.

The moment this figure stepped into the scripture building, the three people in the cafeteria who were burying their heads in the hard work had already noticed that something was wrong. It's the messiness of the breath of the people...

Quietly.

Weird.

"Senior brother?" Looking at this figure that walked out of the darkness, Peony felt a little more anxious in her heart.

“......”

The figure didn't reply, and he didn't pay attention to the three strange glances. It's just slowing down that unchanged pace. Reaching into his arms, he took out a white envelope and threw it to Xia Xun's dining table.

Xia Xun looked at the envelope paper, looking at this very wrong pavilion master.

"This is for me?"

“......”

still didn't speak, and didn't even look at Xia Xun.

After putting down the letter, the master of the Cao Pavilion walked to the bamboo cabinet where the dishes and chopsticks were placed. Take out two bamboo baskets, a few big wrists, and a pair of chopsticks. Then, I walked back to the edge of the dining table, picked up the bamboo chopsticks, carefully selected some tender meat, and carefully sandwiched it into a large bowl...

"What's wrong with him?"

Xia Xun poked without a trace, and the slender jade hand beside him asked in a low voice.

Peony shook her head: "I don't know." ”

"Wasn't he okay just now, why did he change people back and forth?"

"Senior brother seems to be in a very bad mood. ”

"Look at his trouser legs. ”

"I saw it. ”

“......”

While the two little people were quietly biting their ears, the knife master swept a few deep glances towards the bottom of the Cao Pavilion Lord.

I saw that between the knees of his sackcloth robe, there were two black holes the size of fists, which were extremely eye-catching. From the broken wood slag that is still stained at the breach, it can be seen that this hole will not be broken for too long.

"Have you been reprimanded by your husband?"

The knife master is worthy of being a senior brother, and after looking at it casually, after a few breaths, he has seven or eight points of conclusion.

"Haha, it's rare. How many years has our Cao Pavilion Master not been trained by Mr. Cao Dage? I didn't think that this training was a big training. Haha, it's rare. ”

While laughing, the knife master picked up the wine jar, poured a bowl of rice wine, and handed it to the master of Cao Ge: "This kid is a disaster star, whoever meets him is unlucky." Come, drink a bowl and relieve this grievance. ”

“......”

No response...

Bamboo chopsticks and vegetables and meat fall into the bowl, back and forth, and the master of Cao Ge is the big bowl handed by the master of the knife.

"Oops... It's shameless, isn't it? ”

Seeing that the Cao Pavilion Master ignored him, the knife master made a joke, twisted the big bowl with his rough big hand, and then handed it forward, directly to the Cao Pavilion Lord's thick lips two inches away.

"Senior brother's toast, if you don't drink it, you won't be too faceless?"

"Brush..."

"Pong Dang..."

“......”

At this time, it doesn't seem like a good joke.

But seeing that the master of Cao Pavilion waved his arm, he ruthlessly shook off the toast handed by the knife master.

The bowl fell to the ground, and the wine and porcelain tiles gradually fell to the ground...

Surprised, surprised.

The two villains stopped whispering, and the knife master broke off his smiling face. Three strange gazes turned into surprise in an instant, and fell on the face of the Cao Pavilion Lord.

It's so perverse...

Although this pavilion master has always been serious in the eyes of outsiders, he is not smiling. But, no matter how it is, it can't be so indifferent and unkind as it is at this moment?

The three eyes looked at it in a daze...

Looking at the indifferent face, the stiff big hands holding vegetables, and the two holes in the bottoms.

For a while, the four of them were on both sides, and they were in the same place, but they had no intersection. It feels like there are two completely different worlds that are not intertwined and sit in this station.

It's an indescribable, strange feeling.

"Boom~"

“......”

For a long time...

A few big names, the vegetables and meat sandwiched by the bamboo chopsticks, gradually filled. Wrap it slightly and put it in a bamboo basket.

With the basket in hand, he left...

From beginning to end, Pavilion Master Cao didn't look at anyone for a moment. It's the same at this moment, but it leaves a cold word, echoing in the dark scripture building...

"The gentleman said that the guest room was not cleaned, so go to sleep if it is not dirty. ”

After saying that, the tall back disappeared into the darkness.

“......”

The guest room was not cleaned, so I went to sleep if I didn't feel dirty. This sentence is said in Baili, it is the old man on the mountain who acquiesced to Xia Xun to stay on the mountain for a night.

These words should have been worth rejoicing for a while. But the two little people who should be happy can't laugh at the moment. It's just because this is too indifferent.

"What's going on?"

Wait until the echo in the building completely dissipates. Xia Xuncai shifted his gaze to the knife master and asked lightly.

"What else, seeing that you're upset..."

"......" Xia Xun was speechless.

The knife master retracted his gaze, took a jar of rice wine, poured a few sips, and muttered: "Who is not upset when they see you?

"Master Dao, don't make any more trouble, okay?"

Seeing that the knife master suddenly changed his words, he pointed the finger at Xia Xun. Peony suddenly frowned in displeasure and reprimanded.

merely

In fact, it seems that this is not the case. Because, this time, the sword master's face did not show a look of mockery or disdain. Putting down the wine jar, he stared at Xia Xun with both eyes.

"I didn't make a fuss, I mean really. I'm really annoyed to see you. ”

"I know. ”

As soon as the words fell, Xia Xun immediately responded.

"Do you know why?"

Glancing at the few remaining all-beef banquets on the table, Xia Xun replied lightly: "You are the descendant of the Imperial Catering Division of the previous dynasty..."

For this answer, the knife master was not surprised, and his gaze was still the same: "So, you really upset me." ”

"......" said no more.

Helpless

Fingers scraped the bridge of the nose.

The sword master's words are three passes, talking about himself, and at the same time, he is also talking about the departing Cao Pavilion Master. There is also the paragraph twenty years ago, indescribable, unexplained grievances and hatreds...

Hold the porcelain cup and take a sip of flower tea.

"Then, who is the descendant of the pavilion master?"

"Hey..."

The greasy big hand wiped the greasy face, and the knife master stretched his waist for a long time. Pretend to be sleepy-eyed.

"I'm sleepy..."

With that, he flicked his sleeves, got up and left...

Obviously, the knife master did not want to answer this question.

At the same time, it can be seen that in his heart, it seems that he is really annoyed. Because, according to his usual temperament, even if he doesn't want to say it, he will always talk to Xia Xun, pointing at Sang and scolding Huai for a long time before he will give up. Instead of making up a reason so simply, and directly choosing to leave and avoid talking...

The moonlight shines on the ground.

The croaking little frog found a mate that was as croaking as it, so that the croaking of frogs in the big mangosteen forest, wave after wave, connected into a large area.

It makes people who are already upset even more annoyed to listen.

The croaking of frogs sent away the knife master.

There are only two villains left...

"Wow~"

With slender jade hands, he picked up the teapot and filled it with flower tea.

"Do you really want to know?"

Looking at the sullen Xia Xun, Peony couldn't bear to say quietly.

"It's going to make it hard for you. Xia Xun said lightly.

"No, it won't. ”

Peony smiled slightly, as if trying to keep her face calm.

"Forget it, don't say it. ”

The camouflage of the peony, how could Xia Xun not see it. Even if you can't see it, you can think of it. Even the knife master doesn't want to say something, let the peony say it, it's no wonder it's not embarrassing...

"You don't want to know?"

"What's the use of knowing, my grandfather owes too much..."

"I can't figure it out..."

“......”