After receiving Wen Chou Chou's message, Wang Zhuo knew that this was the time when Xiong Ba was going to send his three disciples to destroy Wushuang City and find the Clay Bodhisattva respectively.

As soon as Wang Zhuo went out, he saw a cool man sitting on the top of the Tianxiahui Hall not far away.

He had blue curly hair and was wearing a tight-fitting leather jacket. His fingers were crossed and he was leaning on his chin, while his cold eyes were slapping randomly on his face.

He asked himself that when he transformed into Bu Layun, he had no rival in the world in terms of coolness, but he was still half a point behind this person.

"Wen Chou Chou! Where is your big hat?"

A young girl in her ninth year came from behind. She looked pure, pretty, lively and cute.

She is the daughter of Xiong Ba, Kong Ci.

Wang Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, because Yang Gongru did not exist in the world of dead dates, so Kong Ci was played by Hong Kong actress Chen Huimin.

It is the Chen Huimin who is rumored to have been a member of the triad gang before her debut, nicknamed the Thirteenth Sister of Kimberley Street.

She debuted with the image of a jade girl, and was rumored to have had scandals with many male stars. She was called the Thirteenth Stamp Collecting Girl in the industry.

Fortunately, it wasn't Yang Gongru. Otherwise, Wang Zhuo felt that he would collapse if he said the words "I can still be with you if I marry him" with Zhenzhen's face.

"Kong Ci, that hat doesn't suit me, so I took it off."

"Kong Ci? This is the first time you called me by my name. Shouldn't you call me miss?"

"You're just showing off, and you're not out to sell it. Calling you Miss is too much."

"What does it mean to sell? Are all the ladies in the world businessmen?"

"...Kong Ci, what do you want from me?"

Kong Ci said shyly: "Senior Brother Feng and Senior Brother Yun will go out tomorrow. I want to embroider two handkerchiefs for them and give them to them when they come back."

"Then what?"

"I heard from dad that you are the best female celebrity in the world, so I came here to learn from you."

"...I think the gang leader may have misunderstood. If you want to learn how to cook pig red with pickles, or pig red porridge, I can teach you. I really don't know how to be a female celebrity. To capture a man's heart, you must first capture them.

How about Kong Ci wait for the senior brothers to come back and make a pig-killing feast for them, I think they will be happier."

"Really? But is it too late to learn how to cook now?"

"Of course there is time, but to learn the pig-killing feast, you must first learn to pick pigs, and then start by making a pork guy. Kong Ci, come with me, and I will teach you step by step now."

Wang Zhuo lured Kong Ci to Tianxiahui's farm.

A group of pigs grunted in the pig pen. Wang Zhuo took out a sharp knife and said, "Kong Ci, let's go in and pick the pigs."

"Eh~ It stinks! I don't want to go in." Kong Ci covered his nose.

Wang Zhuo said earnestly: "Kong Ci, for the sake of love, can't you even bear the smell? Think about it, Senior Brother Feng and Senior Brother Yun ate the pig killing feast with gusto. After eating, they

Shouting, 'Ah~ I really want to eat pork cooked by my junior sister for the rest of my life~ I would be so happy if I could marry my junior sister as my wife~', don't you think it's worth it and satisfying?"

Kong Ci couldn't help but fall into fantasy while listening to Wang Zhuo's ups and downs description, his eyes full of longing.

"Okay! For Senior Brother Feng and Senior Brother Yun! I want to learn the Pig Killing Feast!"

"Come, take this knife. Kong Ci, tell yourself in your heart that at this moment, you are no longer the eldest lady of the Tianxiahui, you are a porker who is willing to risk his own life for love."

Late at night, there was silence, and almost everyone fell asleep.

After playing cool on the roof, Bu Jingyun sneaked into Kong Ci's room. He was going on a long trip tomorrow and had a chat with his junior sister Hui Xianya tonight.

In the darkness, I felt familiarly in front of the bed, and reached out to touch the familiar location.

Based on his understanding of Kong Ci's sleeping posture, that position must be hers... Where is Kong Ci?

Bu Jingyun checked the space and found that Kong Ci was not in the room at all.

In the middle of the night, where did the girl go?

Bu Jingyun couldn't figure it out and decided to lie on the bed and wait for her to come back before questioning her.

Smelling the fragrance on the bed, Bu Jingyun grabbed the quilt and covered his nose with a perverted expression.

"Ah~Kong Ci~"

After breathing for a while, there was movement outside.

Soon the door was pushed open, and a foul stench and the smell of blood hit his face.

Bu Jingyun's expression changed. Who is so bold as to break into Kong Ci's room?

Bu Jingyun jumped up and used his palms to move. The teapot in the room jumped, and the tea inside was pulled into his palms, ready to be dispensed at any time.

The movement startled the visitor, and a clear voice sounded: "Is it Senior Brother Yun?"

Bu Jingyun quickly withdrew his palm strength: "Kong Ci?"

At this time, the oil lamp was lit, illuminating Kong Ci's beautiful face.

And she was covered in blood and mud.

Bu Jingyun asked: "Kong Ci! How did you do this?"

Kong Ci smiled and said: "This is a secret! When Senior Brother Yun comes back, I will give you a surprise! Senior Brother, please stay away, I will take a shower first."

Bu Jingyun crawled under the bed by a familiar route, and Kong Ci called the maid to boil water for a bath.

Bu Jingyun was very excited while waiting. This was the twenty-sixth time he had a conversation with his junior sister Hui Xianya. At this time, there was only one poem that could describe his mood.

On the twenty-sixth night, the heat is radiating! Romance is flying like a waterfall! How many hearts are flying around you!

How many eyes lit up the night!

There was a fire in Bu Jingyun's eyes, burning brightly!

Who would have thought that the stinky smell on Kong Ci's body couldn't be washed away even by taking a shower. Now that the two of them were pressed together, Bu Jingyun almost vomited.

How about forgetting it? Bu Jingyun was determined to give up.

But I think about going on a long trip tomorrow, and I don’t know when I will come back. Plus I just ate a handful of wolfberries before coming here...

Alas...forget it, it's here now.

Kong Ci said drowsily: "Senior Brother Yun... I'm so tired, I fell asleep."

Bu Jingyun was stunned for a moment, feeling a little unhappy. I admit that you smell bad, but why don't you even show me the most basic respect and cooperation?

I don't agree with this!

Bu Jingyun put his arm around Kong Ci's shoulders from behind, trying to get himself into the zone as much as possible.

He said with a confused expression: "Xiao Ci, you should call my name at this time...come...call me Yun..."

"Well... Yun..."

"Ah...I want to hear you call me again...come..."

"Huh...huh..."

"Come on...Kong Ci...come on..."

"Huh...huh...hululu..."

Kong Ci fell asleep and died, and Bu Jingyun walked away angrily. If he had known this, he should be under the bed, not in the bed. He felt so wronged!

Early the next morning, Kong Ci rushed to the farm with a knife.

Through the in-depth communication with the piglets yesterday, she found that she still liked how cute the piglets looked when they were divided into pieces.

As for going to see her senior brothers off, if this love lasted for a long time, it would not last forever. Compared with the sadness when seeing her off, she was more looking forward to the surprise of having a pig-killing feast when her senior brothers came back.

"Master Wen Chou Chou, how should we deal with these pig intestines?"

"Be careful not to break it or tear it. Take the whole thing out. Remove the bile first, otherwise the pig will be dead if you break it and go into the water."

"What about this pig intestine?"

"This is pig intestines. The preparation depends on your personal taste. If you like a stronger taste, don't wash it too clean. If you can't taste the taste, just rub it in flour and wash it well."

Under Wang Zhuo's patient guidance, Kong Ci killed dozens of pigs a day and made rapid progress.
Chapter completed!