Chapter 147 Five Demon Orders

The two people who were eating happily couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when they heard the voice. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Fang Zheng spit out the bones in his mouth, and hurriedly stuffed two pieces of meat into his mouth, chewing while winking at Mo Qing.

Seeing the square that suddenly became like this, Mo Qing couldn't help but be a little stunned.

At this time, there was a sound of wind behind him, and as soon as Mo Qing turned around, he saw that an old man with gray hair and a somewhat rickety waist had already arrived here.

"I said let's eat slowly, you kid is still stuffing it in his mouth, do you want to smoke it again?"

As he spoke, the slap had already reached the back of Fangzheng's head, and before he could grasp the strength, a piece of rabbit meat that had not been eaten flew out of Fangzheng's mouth.

Seeing that it was about to fall into the basin in front of him, a light curtain suddenly appeared in front of the rabbit meat.

With a soft sound, the half-gnawed piece of rabbit meat bounced back and flew into Fangzheng's mouth that had not yet closed.

Is this all right?Mo Qing was dumbfounded as he watched from the side.

"Division... Master, Little Brother Mo is still here, can you save me some face......

Fang Zheng continued to chew rabbit meat while muttering indistinctly at the old man who had gotten out of nowhere a pair of chopsticks and was stuffing meat into his mouth.

As a result, when I saw the old man who didn't raise his head raise his slap again, he immediately stopped squeaking.

After looking at the old man sitting here, a lot of food disappeared after a while, and Mo Qing completely understood why Fang Zheng would signal him to eat quickly just now.

Look at the gray-haired, wrinkled old man, who is sweeping the food on the table with the momentum of the wind and clouds.

Mo Qing consciously put down his chopsticks and stood up, walked to the edge of the cauldron to relight the fire, and waved the knife again to cook.

After the old man saw Mo Qing's movements, he couldn't help but praise him, and then slapped the back of Fang Zheng's head, and said vaguely: "Look at Mo boy, and then look at you, I don't know how to respect the teacher at all......"

There is a lot of stock in the Moqing storage bag, although it has been a little longer, but it will not affect the quality of the meat when placed in the storage bag.

There is still half of the yellow sheep left from the last fight, and I was in a hurry some time ago, and I didn't have time to eat, but this time Mo Qing got it all out.

Holding a knife in one hand and a leg of lamb in the other, the movement of his hands was like flying, and pieces of thin, slightly transparent slices of meat quickly piled up in the basin next to him.

Fang Zheng on the side couldn't help but be a little stunned, knowing that Mo Qing would cook some dishes, but he didn't expect that even the knife skills were so good.

There were still a lot of mushrooms picked, which were also washed by Mo Qing, and after a while in boiling water, they were fished out and placed in another basin.

By the time Mo Qing had finished these, half a pot of rabbit meat and the frog crocodile meat cooked in the pot were gone.

The master and apprentice held chopsticks in their hands and sat on the futon to watch Mo Qing busy.

There was still half a pot of white flower soup left, it was a good thing, and Mo Qing didn't want to waste it, so he poured it back into the pot when he picked it up.

Changed to a short iron stove, put it between the two of them, put the pot with the soup on it, put in a large handful of chili peppers, added some peppers, added some pine cones picked up to the small stove, and with a movement of his fingers, a wisp of flame was flicked under the small stove by him.

After a few wisps of green smoke, the pine cones burst into flames.

Wisps of rosin wafted from the stone room, and at this moment, Mo Qing put a piece of cleaned pine stick into the soup pot.

Fangzheng master and apprentice had been watching Mo Qing busy, and when they saw Mo Qing putting pine sticks into the soup, they couldn't help but ask: "Boy, the old man knows the effect of cooking meat with pine cones, what is your intention in adding pine sticks to this soup?"

"This is the kid's unique secret recipe, and it's only in front of you that you use it unabashedly, if it's in front of others, the kid will wrap it in a cloth in advance.

This mutton is only tasted best when you eat it with this pine stick. ”

Mo Qing, who was busy with his work, said to the old man while sitting on the futon.

"I see, I don't see that you kid is still a foodie.

The rabbit meat and the crocodile meat were very tasty when I ate it, and I was looking forward to this dish when you said that. ”

Can you still eat it as crocodile meat? It seems that this old guy is also a Taoist.

But this is not too different from what Fang Zheng said, didn't he say that his master basically doesn't eat?

But whether it is from the method of grabbing food, the speed of eating, or the understanding of ingredients, it is not like a person who often skips meals can do it.

As he spoke, the soup in the pot began to bubble, and Mo Qing picked up the big basin on the side and directly dialed in a lot of mutton slices.

Stirred it twice with chopsticks, greeted the two of Fangzheng's master and apprentice, and Mo Qing scooped up a chopsticks and started eating.

The two of them would be polite when they saw this, and one of them fished out a piece of mutton with chopsticks, and they didn't just stuff it in their mouths if they were not too hot.

As soon as I took a bite, my eyes lit up, and the speed of my hand immediately increased a lot.

None of the three of them spoke, so you and I scooped up the chopsticks, and the meat slices cut by half of the yellow sheep disappeared, and there was a small half pot of mushrooms.

A square round face glowed red, and two lips were spicy red.

After burping, he stretched out his chopsticks and stirred them in the pot twice, and when he saw that there was nothing in it, he put the chopsticks down, and held his obviously rounded stomach with both hands, and moaned comfortably and slightly in pain.

The old man's nose was covered with beads of sweat, and he stretched out a finger to pick his teeth, and from time to time he let out a sigh of relief.

Mo Qing's image is not much better, he hasn't eaten so much for a long time, and he can't sit still.

After picking his teeth for a while, the old man looked at Mo Qing and said, "I didn't expect you kid to have such good cooking skills, I originally wanted to embarrass you, but now for the sake of this meal, it will be cheaper for you." ”

After saying this, he touched it in his arms with his freshly picked hand for a while, and then threw a black thing to Mo Qing, who was sitting next to him and burping.

"Senior, what is this?"

Mo Qing looked at the black thing in his hand for a while, and found nothing else except that it was a token, so he opened his mouth to ask the old man on the side.

"It's a token. ”

The old man's leisurely voice came, and Mo Qing rolled his eyes in his heart when he heard it.

I can see that it's a token, but what is it for?

Now I finally know where Fang Zheng's habit of speaking once and not finishing his words came from.

"Didn't you always want to go to the Ten Thousand Ghost Gate? This token is the guarantee for you to join the Ten Thousand Ghost Gate. ”

After a pause, the old man's voice sounded again.

After hearing the old man's words, Mo Qing's heart moved, and he couldn't help but look at the black token in his hand again.

The token is not very large, it is dark all over, and there are some fine but difficult to see patterns on both sides.

There are also three different patterns at the low end of the token, which should be three words that Mo Qing has never seen.

If what the old man said is correct, then the meaning of these three words with the same pattern is likely to be the Ten Thousand Ghost Gate.

"Master, with this, you can make the Ten Thousand Ghost Sect break the rule of accepting apprentices every ten years, and let Little Brother Mo join the Ten Thousand Ghost Sect in advance?"

Fang Zheng walked up to Mo Qing, took the token, looked at it in his hand for a while, and asked the old man.

He had been guessing what kind of method the master would use to send Mo Qing in, but it took him a long time to come up with such a black brand.

Can you get in with it?

Fang Zheng asked this is what Mo Qing wanted to ask, so he also cheered up and wanted to hear what the old man had to say.

"You know what, this token has some origins. ”

The old man glanced at the token in Fang Zheng's hand, and said after burping.

"A long time ago, several sects of the Wu Kingdom joined forces to mint some tokens to reward meritorious officials.

There are not many tokens, only ten of them for each sect, and they cannot be obtained by those who have made great achievements. ”

"There are many dangers on the road of cultivation, and no one can guarantee that their family will prosper forever and that their children and grandchildren will produce many talents, so it is necessary to leave some way out for your family and future generations. ”

"And this thing in your hand, which is called the Five Demon Order, is a good choice, because its function is that as long as you go to the corresponding sect with the order, then this sect will accept the person holding the order as a disciple, and will also unconditionally give the person who holds the order a Zhuji Dan. ”

"Now you know why you can join the Ten Thousand Ghost Gate with it, right?"

After hearing the old man's words, Mo Qing couldn't help but feel a little excited, he didn't expect that this token would have such a function, not only to allow himself to join the Ten Thousand Ghost Gate, but also to get a Tsukidan when he entered the door.

That is to say, after you worship the Ten Thousand Ghost Gate, you don't need to wait, you can directly build the foundation!

However, he is not a descendant of a meritorious man, so will he be considered by others to kill his own meritorious man and seize the token, thus erasing himself?

Thinking of this, the excitement in Mo Qing's heart immediately subsided, and he raised his head to look at the old man, ready to ask him this question.

The old man, who had become a little sleepy-eyed, seemed to have guessed what Mo Qing wanted to say, so he said without waiting for Mo Qing to speak:

"What about these tokens, because the age of issuance is a long time ago, some of the previous families who held tokens have long since decayed, and the initial tokens issued can be traded, so those sects only recognize orders and do not recognize people. ”

Hearing the old man say this, Mo Qing's worry just now disappeared at once.

Fang Zheng returned the token to Mo Qing, and said to the old man: "Master, you can also give me a token of this kind, I will join the Ten Thousand Ghost Gate with Brother Mo, and when the time comes, we will have a good relationship with each other, do you say?"

"Let's chirp", and Fang Zheng received another slap on the back of the head.