As soon as Yang Mingjian left, Xuanyuan Changkong stayed alone in the house, feeling empty, so he slowly stepped out of the door. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The cool breeze outside, the air was fresh, Xuanyuan looked around in the sky, and after the earth was washed by a heavy rain, the peaks were clean and bright, and the clouds and mist were shrouded in it.

At this time, after the rain and the sky was clear, he suddenly felt worried, his face was cloudy, although he had been talking and laughing with Yang Mingjian, but the shadow on his heart always lingered and was difficult to dispel.

The helm of the Justice Gang is far away in Jiangnan, and Xuanyuan Changkong is the leader of the gang, he is not under the command of Jiangnan, but he has come all the way here, what is his intention?

Xuanyuan Chang was full of things, walking and walking, although the scenery in front of him was somewhat fascinating, he had no intention of appreciating it, he turned around a big circle nearby, and returned to the same place, he still had no clue, seeing that the sky was gradually darkening, he estimated that Yang Mingjian should come back.

Before Xuanyuan Changkong reached the door, he smelled a burst of fragrance wafting from the room.

This fragrance is extremely familiar, Xuanyuan Changkong closed his eyes, and used his nose to identify it, he smelled the fragrance of chickens, in this barren mountains and mountains, pheasants are jumping everywhere, with Yang Mingjian's skills, to catch a few pheasants, that one needs to be at ease, you can catch it.

Xuanyuan Changkong has eaten all kinds of delicacies in Jiangnan, and he is also a connoisseur among foodies, usually, he doesn't need to taste it, just smell the fragrance, and know whether this dish is delicious or not.

Judging from the aroma of roast chicken, this delicacy cannot be roasted without first-class craftsmanship.

Xuanyuan Changkong thought to himself, I am not underestimating Yang Mingjian, Yang Mingjian only cares about practicing swords every day, how can he have spare time to ponder this craft? There must be someone else in the room. If Yang Mingjian can roast such a good chicken, I will even eat the chicken butt.

The eldest husband is full of words. Think of it. So, after Xuanyuan Changkong made up his mind, he approached the window lightly and quietly.

The window was not big, the window and door were not closed, Xuanyuan squatted in the air, and peeked into the house, his eyes were stupid!

Xuanyuan's empty BMW happened to be facing him, and when he stretched his neck a little further, it was almost mouth-to-mouth. If the head of the ox is not in the mouth of the horse, how can he kiss the horse? not even a mare, let alone a stallion, and this kind of accident is related to the reputation of his life, and he would rather die.

This man was unlucky, and he stuffed his teeth when he drank cold water. The horse originally lowered its head, but when he saw a human head suddenly sticking out of the window, very close to its face, frightened, its head was raised up, and it went straight to Xuanyuan Changkong's big mouth, making it seem that the horse was about to forcibly kiss Xuanyuan Changkong.

Although Xuanyuan Changkong was caught off guard, a martial arts master like him, if he said that one horse, he would let a hundred horses kiss his mouth, and it would definitely be a pipe dream to harm his lips that had never been lost.

Xuanyuan Changkong only needed to dodge the attack of the horse's mouth easily, but this dodge, due to excessive panic and excessive force, Xuanyuan Changkong didn't have time to retract all his heads, and accidentally, he actually hit half of his head on the window frame.

This collision is really not light, Xuanyuan Changkong covered his head, so painful that he wanted to cry, but he didn't dare to scream, the man didn't flick when he had tears, a dignified hero, no matter how painful it was, he had to hold back his tears.

It's just that this collision doesn't matter, there was a loud bang, and the two BMWs were so scared that they didn't dare to move. The two treasured horses looked at Xuanyuan in astonishment, they didn't seem to understand why this man would harm himself so easily.

Even if Xuanyuan Changkong's head hit didn't startle the people in the room, it must have alarmed others.

The most unexpected thing for Xuanyuan Changkong, and what made him beat his heart and lungs the most, was that the situation in the house was completely blocked by the two horses. He made so many things that made him feel comfortable, and in the end, he didn't see anything he wanted to see, and all his hard work was in vain.

I don't know if he was angry or really hit hard enough, Xuanyuan Changkong's head suddenly became dizzy, and he couldn't find the east, west, north and south.

Xuanyuan Changkong finally came to his senses, only to find that Yang Mingjian was already standing in front of him at some point.

Yang Mingjian held Xuanyuan Changkong and said, "Father-in-law, you're back." What's wrong with you?"

Xuanyuan Changkong looked at the two BMWs, looked at the hateful window, and couldn't say anything, but he still forced out a smile and said, "Accidentally, I hit it." “

Originally, Xuanyuan Changkong hit the window by himself, but let him say that he was hit.

Yang Mingjian's heart was full of doubts, but out of concern for the old man, he even had a little sympathy, and said, "Where did you hit it?"

Xuanyuan Changkong is a contemporary hero, a wise man, how can he let others know about his kind of troubles? Xuanyuan Changkong just wants to fool Yang Mingjian casually, and he still has a pain in his head, but he pretends to be fine, and says: "It's okay! It's not okay at all." You see I'm fine. I just accidentally bumped it. ”

Yang Mingjian looked at him strangely, knowing that it was inconvenient to ask further, so he opened his mouth and said, "Father-in-law, go in." Delicious, I've got it ready for you. “

There was no one else in the house except for two BMWs, and as soon as Xuanyuan Changkong entered the house, he felt that the situation was quite bad for him.

On the ground were two somewhat broken plates, each containing a pheasant.

The color of the chicken body is like gold, and the fragrance is overflowing, which is really full of color and flavor, and it can make people have a great appetite at a glance.

Although the two pheasants are not big, they are enough to fill their stomachs and have a worry-free night.

Just when he was hungry, Xuanyuan Changkong swallowed his saliva when he saw it, he still didn't believe that this was done by Yang Mingjian himself, and said with questions: "This is indeed the pheasant you roasted?"

Yang Mingjian smiled and said, "This is called turning chickens, and I learned it from a beggar friend before. How's it going? Is the craftsmanship still passable? Yes, I'm glad there were these two plates left in the room, and I washed them, and they happened to be used to serve the chickens. “

As soon as these words came out, it was like a bolt from the blue. Xuanyuan Changkong wanted to cry without tears in his heart, he remembered that he had made a vow to eat chicken butts to himself in private. As a hero in the martial arts, he is not afraid of death, and he is afraid of eating a chicken butt.

Yang Mingjian took out the knife he carried with him and was about to cut off the chicken buttocks.

Xuanyuan Changkong hurriedly stopped him and said, "Don't throw it away, what a pity, this is the first time you have made it for me to eat." Well, I'm afraid I won't have enough to eat. ”

Yang Mingjian smiled, tore off a chicken leg, put it on another plate, and said, "Father-in-law, this chicken butt is too disgusting, don't eat it." You don't have enough, I've got more here, and I'll give you another chicken leg. “

Originally, the pheasants on the plate were one big and one small, Yang Mingjian deliberately put the larger chicken in front of Xuanyuan Changkong, this is good, the small chicken gave the big chicken a chicken leg, and the disparity in this plate is getting bigger and bigger.

Xuanyuan Changkong looked at the taste in his heart, so he simply changed the plate and said, "If you want to cut it, cut the chicken butt of your plate, and I don't need to cut it." You are young, eat a little more. My old man can't eat that much. Then he himself picked up the pheasant with one leg missing and ate it in a big gulp.

Yang Mingjian looked at his large plate of chicken, and he couldn't smile bitterly.