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"Then wait for me for a while...forget it, you can come with me."

Zhou Zhiruo originally planned to go back to the Emei Pai's kitchen to see if there was anything to eat, but thinking that Xiao Yu'er had been hungry for so long and couldn't bear him to be so hungry again, she looked at the dark sky and thought to herself: This

Master and senior sisters should have gone to bed by now.

Zhou Zhiruo took Xiao Yu'er up to the Emei Golden Summit. At this time, the lights on the Emei Golden Summit were extinguished, and the doors and windows of various Zen monasteries were closed tightly. Apparently, all the Emei disciples had rested.

It was a cold spring, and Jinding was a bit colder than the later mountains, especially at night, when the mountain wind blew by, and goosebumps suddenly appeared on Xiao Yu'er's hands.

This situation didn't get better until we got to the kitchen.

Zhou Zhiruo lit the oil lamp, and the kitchen instantly became bright and warm.

It's just that there doesn't seem to be anything edible left in the Emei School's kitchen today.

Xiao Yu'er couldn't help but said: "Why is there nothing here?"

Zhou Zhiruo glanced at the eggs and flour in the kitchen and said to Xiao Yu'er: "Xiao Yu'er, go make a fire."

While talking, Zhou Zhiruo had already filled the pot with water. Xiao Yuer blinked, walked to the stove and sat down to light the fire.

Xiao Yu'er smiled and said, "You don't have a name again, do you?"

Xiao Yu'er looked at her dreamily, as if he could see her clearly no matter how dim the light was.

Zhou Zhiruo looked at Xiao Yu'er like this, and felt a little shaken in her heart. However, Xiao Yu'er has a lazy temperament. If he was not forced, he would never practice well, so he pulled back his sleeves and glanced at Xiao Yu'er.

Not relenting.

Zhou Zhiruo shook her head and said: "This kung fu is called 'Flicking Magical Power'. It is the unique skill of Huang Yaoshi of Taohua Island. The Luoying Divine Sword Palm I mentioned before was also made by him."

Zhou Zhiruo handed the chopsticks to Xiao Yu'er.

When the first ray of sunshine rose in the morning, Xiao Yuer used his Qinggong skills to shuttle between the mountains and forests. In fact, he thought about just being lazy and filling up the water, and then telling a lie to deceive Zhou Zhiruo, but Zhou Zhiruo's eyes seemed to be able to

He seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, so that he didn't dare to lie in front of her.

Before dawn the next day, Xiao Yuer got up and took a clay pot to the back mountain to collect dew. Zhou Zhiruo said, it must be dew from flowers and plants, and nothing else.

Besides...he doesn't want to use tricks.

It's not that his uncle and aunt had never cooked for him in the Valley of the Wicked, and it's not that he had never eaten delicious food, but tonight's bowl of noodles and an egg warmed his heart, and he couldn't forget it even if he wanted to.

The first time, it was Hua Wuque.

When Zhou Zhiruo came to check, Xiao Yuer handed her a small jar of dew, and then said with a smile: "Master, I really tried my best."

Xiao Yu'er felt helpless. After staying in the Valley of the Wicked for so many years, apart from the hardships he suffered from the villains when he was a child, he has been deceived all over the place since then. However, in front of Zhou Zhiruo, he could no longer display the skills he had in the Valley of the Wicked.

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Hua Wuque does not look like a very smart person, but no matter how smart you are or what tricks you play, it will be useless in front of him. Because no matter what methods you use against him or what tricks you play, he will not

You will suffer a loss. After all, you are the one who will suffer a loss.

Her martial arts skills are neither higher nor lower than Hua Wuque's, and her wisdom is beyond Hua Wuque's. Such a person who plays tricks in front of her is undoubtedly asking for trouble.

She didn't raise her head, her eyes kept looking at the increasingly smooth dough, and she didn't have time to wipe a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.

Hearing what Zhou Zhiruo said, Xiao Yu'er was a little curious and asked: "Who is this Huang Yaoshi? Isn't he the master you secretly worshiped?"

Xiao Yu'er felt something in her heart and asked: "Master, what are you doing with noodles?"

No matter how dark the night is, there is still a glimmer of light; no matter how cold the night is, there is still a hint of warmth.

Zhou Zhiruo brought two steamed buns to Xiao Yu'er. Xiao Yu'er didn't mind that they were cold, so he ate them. When he finished eating, Zhou Zhiruo said, "I'll teach you another kung fu today."

"It's finally ready." Xiao Yu'er glanced at the hot noodles and Zhou Zhiruo, who was dressed in white, threw away the firewood and followed her to a table and sat across from her.

Xiao Yu'er sighed and said: "Then it's the Year of the Monkey and the Horse?"

This was the second time he encountered this situation.

Xiao Yu'er was so hungry that he naturally ate faster. He finished a whole bowl of large noodles in just a few mouthfuls. He put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth. Suddenly, a white and white noodle appeared in front of him.

Ying's hand.

But the consequence of not lying is that the little fish couldn't collect a full jar of dew even if it collapsed from exhaustion.

Compared to Xiao Yu'er's surprise, Zhou Zhiruo stood calmly and said, "It depends on when your Qing Gong improves."

Xiao Yu'er smiled and took the chopsticks, then lowered his head and started eating, while Zhou Zhiruo took the boiled eggs and peeled them.

Xiao Yu'er was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly laughed: "Thank you, Master." After saying that, Xiao Yu'er took the egg and ate it.

Zhou Zhiruo smiled vaguely and said: "If you don't make tomorrow tomorrow, when will you be able to collect a full jar, your skills will be considered less than half of what you have accomplished."

Zhou Zhiruo moved quickly, and by the time she finished doing this, the noodles were just right.

Zhou Zhiruo kneaded the dough and replied: "Aren't you hungry? I'll cook you a bowl of noodles."

And Zhou Zhiruo is even worse than Hua Wuque.

At this time, Zhou Zhiruo was making dough.

It takes only a small amount of time to collect a full jar?

"Xiao Yu'er, come quickly." Zhou Zhiruo took out the noodles and asked Xiao Yu'er to come and eat the noodles.

Xiao Yu'er grinned, pretending to be sleepy, and Zhou Zhiruo glanced at him lightly. Despite his handsomeness, he was actually quite cute.

"Master..." Xiao Yu'er drawled his voice, pulled Zhou Zhiruo's sleeves and made her smile coquettishly, "Just pity me, you don't want me to be a fish that dies of thirst, right?"

"What?" Xiao Yu'er's eyes widened in shock, "Master, if you only need two mouthfuls of water, how can it be enough for one day?"

The water was already boiling. Zhou Zhiruo first put an egg in it, then took a knife and started to cut the noodles. After the noodles were out of the pot, she cut the ingredients and put them in the bowl and seasoned them.

Xiao Yu'er wanted to refute, but what's the use of refuting? It's better to listen, anyway, it won't be less of a piece of meat, and then he heard Zhou Zhiruo say: "From now on, you will have to use these to drink water and water the flowers every day."

dew."

"Have a try."

"Eat it." Zhou Zhiruo handed the peeled eggs to Xiao Yu'er, with a touch of concern and love in her eyes.

Zhou Zhiruo said: "Only by persevering can you achieve something."

In fact, it is not surprising that Xiao Yu'er thinks this way. After all, the two martial arts Zhou Zhiruo taught him were inspired by Huang Yaoshi's martial arts and the other was Huang Yaoshi's unique martial arts. If they were not masters and disciples, who would believe it?

But they are indeed not master and disciple, but it is not completely unrelated.

Zhou Zhiruo said: "When I was born, Huang Yaoshi had been dead for many years. How could I be lucky enough to be his apprentice? I just happened to get a glimpse of the martial arts notes he left behind."

I see.
Chapter completed!