"not yet eat?"

Changming looked at the roasted sweet potato in his hand.

I don’t know how long the sweet potatoes have been stored, but they don’t look fresh at first glance.

The young man said nothing and retracted his hand behind his back.

Changming took out a plate of fresh bamboo shoots and fish fillets from the stove, scooped out some leftover rice, and put it on the table.

The food is cold. If you want to eat it hot, you have to add more wood to light the fire. Chang Ming is too lazy to do that.

Anyone who wants to embark on the path of cultivation has to go through many hardships and obstacles. Besides, eating leftovers is better than roasted sweet potatoes that have been left out for who knows how long.

As expected, the young man stared directly at the food, stuffed the roasted sweet potatoes into his arms, and threw himself at the table. He didn't even use chopsticks and started gobbling it up. He didn't know how long he had been hungry.

When he raised his head after eating, he realized that Chang Ming was gone.

The young man wiped his mouth with his sleeve, hesitated for a moment, stood up, took the dishes and chopsticks to wash them, opened the door and prepared to leave, but couldn't help but stood still.

Under the moonlight, two little paper figures were taking turns chopping and collecting firewood, with extremely quick movements. The other one had his back to him, squatting on the ground and peeling peanuts.

Chang Ming, who was supposed to be working, was sitting on the couch beside the table, drinking tea and looking at the moon, feeling lazy and relaxed, so comfortable.

The young man was stunned.

He had also heard that there was a new guy coming to Chef He. He was hard-working and could do any job quickly and well. Chef He liked him a lot and wanted to accept him as his apprentice, but he didn't expect that he was actually like this.

Work method.

No matter who you are, it can be done quickly and well!

"May I have your name?"

Chang Ming suddenly spoke, pulling the boy back from staring at the puppet in fascination.

The young man whispered: "Xiaoyun."

Changming: "Which cloud?"

Young man: "Blue sky and white clouds."

Not only do they look alike, they even have a cloud in their names.

Chang Ming really wanted to suspect that this man was the illegitimate son of his unscrupulous disciple.

"Who are your parents? Your father's surname is Yun?"

Young man: "My parents were hunters in the mountains. They are both dead. The outside manager is my distant cousin. He saw how pitiful I was and asked me to come in and do some odd jobs."

Changming frowned: "Then have you heard of the name Yun Weisi?"

The young man shook his head without hesitation, as if he was lying.

He stood with his hands tied for a long time. Seeing that Chang Ming didn't make a sound, he couldn't help but look at him quietly. He felt that no matter what expression he made, even if he held his forehead in thought and was silent, he was still more beautiful than anyone he had ever seen.

But the young man did not dare to stay too long for fear of arousing the other party's resentment. He hesitated for a while and could not help but speak in a low voice.

"Senior, if you don't have any instructions, I'll go back first. Thank you very much for helping me today..."

"Where do you live?" Changming came back to his senses.

"It's halfway up the back mountain."

It's not that far away.

Chang Ming: "I remember there was a forest halfway up the mountain, and there were some delicious mushrooms in it."

Young man: "There are some. You have to go early to pick them. There are morning mushrooms that only appear before sunrise and disappear after sunrise."

Chang Ming: "I did hear Lao He say that morning mushrooms are hard to pick but delicious. It's getting late, so you should go and rest."

The young man left in response.

He walked far away and couldn't help but look back.

Through the leaves, the figure of the other party in the moonlight was a little blurry, but it seemed to be clearly imprinted in his eyes.

The young man didn't know why he couldn't forget Chang Ming so much.

Maybe it's a reunion after a long absence.

Or the phantom of glass that lingers in dreams.

Tonight is destined to be an adventure in his barren life.

Early the next morning, as soon as Changming opened the door, he saw a basket full of morning mushrooms on the table in the yard.

The dewdrops on the mushroom umbrella have not dispersed, and the fragrance of the grass and trees shows that they have just been picked not long ago.

There is only one person who will deliver this basket of mushrooms.

There was no one outside the yard, which showed that the other party had no intention of staying to seek credit.

Changming flicked his fingers and directed the two paper puppets to stay and clean up the house, while he carried the basket to Chef He.

This kind of mushroom is common but difficult to pick. Chef He has thought about using it for cooking several times, but he was very happy when he saw this basket.

As for these two puppets, as long as someone comes slightly closer, the puppets will sense and automatically return to their original shape without being discovered.

Is this art of controlling objects and transforming them difficult? There are only a few people in the world who have truly mastered the trick. They are all mountain masters who have founded a sect. Unless they see it with their own eyes like Xiaoyun, no one can guess such a masterful technique.

The transformation of the royal body was actually made by a helper.

After going to Chef He, I learned an important piece of news that made everyone in Qixianmen panic--

Xu Jingxian, the leader of the Lingbo Peak who was under the Blood Sect Leader, came to congratulate Liu Xiaoyu on his wedding at the order of the sect leader, and asked about the Qixian Sect if he wanted someone.

"From our small family, who can they like?"

When Chang Ming arrived, he heard Chef He asking someone else.

"I heard that what they want is Master Liu!"

The other party lowered his voice, but did not notice that Chang Ming was beside him.

Chef He jumped up immediately.

"What? It took a lot of effort for our Qixian Sect to produce a talented person, but they actually dare to ask for Master Liu's idea?! What do you mean by asking for Master Liu?"

"Are you really stupid or are you pretending to be stupid? Seeing that the demonic men and women of the Blood Sect are not taboos about meat and vegetables, who of the people he wanted in the past have come back? Either they were used as a cauldron to practice kung fu and disappeared into ashes, or they became his selves.

What will happen to us, Master Liu, if he goes away?"

"Well, then Master Liu is the perfect candidate to be the next head of the clan! Also, he is about to get married, how can he still... see that the blood sect master is really inhumane?!"

"The only thing to blame is Master Liu's reputation as a gentleman, which attracted the attention of the devil. Hey! I heard that there was a commotion some time ago because of the selection of the next leader."

"Why didn't I know?"

"Is that something you can know? I also heard what the maid next to the head's wife said. It was said to be Hua Qingming, that is Master Liu's uneasy junior brother. He was unhappy that Master Liu was appointed as the next head, so he ran to the head.

There was a big fuss in front of him, and he left the sect right away. Before he left, he threatened to make Master Liu look good. I wonder if he went to see the Blood Sect and said something. Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that Hua Qingming had just left?

, they came right after seeing the blood sect’s people!”

"What about Uncle Liu's marriage?"

"The people from the Blood Sect said that he should get married first and then take his newlywed wife to the Blood Sect as a guest. When the Xiao family heard this, they were frightened and wanted to regret the marriage. At this moment, they were arguing with the headmaster and Uncle Liu in the main hall.

Woolen cloth!"

"Then tomorrow's wedding..."

"It's all a mess. I'm afraid the wedding won't be possible. Seeing the Blood Sect's interference, who would dare to marry their daughter over?"

When the man saw Chang Ming coming, he didn't bother to cover it up. Sooner or later, everyone in the family would know about this matter.

If the Blood Sect envoy is determined to demand someone, then the leader will have to face a dilemma.

If you don't give it, you will offend the Blood Sect.

Judging from the blood sect's strength and style of conduct, it would be easy to bloodbath a sect like the Qixian Sect.

But if Liu Xiaoyu is handed over like this, the Qixian Sect will be disgraced and unable to raise its head, and the Qixian Sect will lose even the slightest hope of rising.

Chang Ming did not interrupt from beginning to end, but listened silently.

He thought that all his disciples were prosperous and feared by everyone, but he was the only one who was in a miserable state and had to live under someone else's roof.

He also thought that back then, Zhou Kengwei acted erratically and often went to extremes. After so many years, his true nature was hard to change and he became more and more "improved".

The person chatting with Chef He quickly left, leaving Chef He there sighing.

"Did you hear it too?"

He glanced at Chang Ming.

"Although there seem to be a lot of people in our sect, there really can't be a little finger in front of them. Unless the head can persuade the blood sect envoy to change his mind, otherwise, hey, if you really send people there

, can we, Qixianmen, still be able to raise our heads and behave like human beings outside in the future?"

Chef He didn't expect Chang Ming to come up with any ideas, he was just looking for someone to chat with.

Chang Ming said: "Can Liu Xiaoyu defeat the envoy from the Blood Sect?"
To be continued...