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Chapter 29 Senior Brother Jingyan, shall we wait?
There is no doubt about the path between yellow flowers, and the red leaves are better than spring.

It's still a day to go solemnly, and I don't hesitate to pour out the pine mash.

Yang Mudan stayed by Kong Qing's side for more than two hours, until the afternoon when she got in the car and left contentedly.

Kong Qing felt a little helpless.

How could he, such an upright and selfless Taoist master, do something inappropriate?
Although this Mrs. Wu is very beautiful, has a great conscience, and her future daughter is also very beautiful, and she is the most awesome female emperor in the world, but so what...

How could he, Gao Dao Kongqing, be tempted by mere beauty?
Only when the beauty sees him will he be tempted!

At the end of Shenshi in the afternoon, when Kong Qing was about to close the stall, Kunlun Numoli appeared very punctually.

"Lang Jun, just teach me this kind of rough work..."

As he said that, the Kunlun slave came up and started to help Kong Qing pack his things. He tore off the cloth covering the hexagram booth, tidied it together with the banners on the wall, and put it in the drawer of the small trailer. Fold the two Hu stools and put them in the trolley.

In the end, a certain orange cat that was still holding Gu Chen and licking it and licking it was placed on the top of the cart along with the long sword Gu Chen.

After the little milk cat lazily looked up at the Kunlun slave, it didn't resist at all, and continued to lick Gu Chen, as if licking a lollipop, and the bronze-colored sword hilt of Gu Chen changed Soggy.

"This civet cat raised by Mr. Xiao Lang is really interesting..."

Mo Li looked at the little milk cat who was still hugging Gu Chen and licking it after being picked up by him, and grinned.

"This is the first time I've seen a raccoon cat who likes weapons so much."

"This one……"

Kong Qing smiled awkwardly.

"Maybe it's because the poor cat is hungry!"

In fact, Kong Qing was very clear about the reason for the little milk cat's behavior.

Because after he used the identification technique on Gu Chen, there was an extra line of words on the panel that appeared.

Being warmed up by Ya Zi...

After using the identification technique on the little milk cat, a talent skill on the little milk cat's panel is also shining.

Taibai Naqi Technique:
The innate skills of Yazi, the nine sons of the dragon, can use the sharp weapon of the magic weapon to attract the aura of pure gold from all directions to his body, and grow rapidly, and the sharp weapon of the magic weapon that was nourished by Yazi will also be nourished in the process.

PS: This is a win-win situation!

In other words, although the little milk cat looks like it is licking Gu Chen, it is actually licking the pure gold energy absorbed by Gu Chen's sword, so it seems reasonable to say that the little milk cat is hungry ...

"Then sir, please come and give up with this old slave,"

Hearing that this cute little milk cat might be hungry, Mo Li generously extended an invitation to Kong Qing.

"I just got some fennel and pepper from the Western Regions, so when I came back in the afternoon, I bought some high-quality mutton and the old pine wine that I told you about yesterday. If you don't give up, please leave it at night Let's eat!"

The old black in front of him was so enthusiastic that Kong Qing felt that he couldn't refuse at all.

"In that case, then the poor will bother you..."

"As it should be..."

Seeing that Kong Qing agreed to his invitation, the round-headed, round-eyed, curly-haired old black seemed very happy, and the pace of dragging Kong Qing's small trailer was three points faster, so fast that he almost passed Kong Qing couldn't even maintain his image of floating like a fairy.

Just behind Kong Qing and Moli, monk Jingyan led seven or eight people, and was following them from a distance, watching them turn from the street in front of the Zhuangyan Temple into Moli's house in Guiyifang .

"Brother Jingyan, what shall we do next?"

A bald man with a strange face watched Kong Qing and Mo Li enter the house, and immediately geared up and spoke eagerly.

"Should I just rush in, my little brother can take the lead!"

"no!"

Although Jing Yan looked at Mo Li with anger in his eyes, he finally gave up the idea of ​​going up to gang fights.

"That Kunlun slave is very evil. Uncle Fazheng told us not to conflict with him. We will wait here until that little Taoist priest leaves..."

Jing Yan waved his hands and made a gesture of putting on a sack.

"Remember, Uncle Fazheng wants to live!"

After hearing Jing Yan's words, the monks around him who had entered Moli's house with him also echoed in one voice.

"Brother Jingyan is right..."

"That Kunlun slave is quite evil..."

"Just wait, it's good to wait..."

"..."

With the support of these monks who had suffered, Jing Yan successfully suppressed the left-leaning opportunism of the remaining monks who had not been here last night, and made the decision to wait on the spot.

In order to prevent Mo Li from discovering them when sending Kong Qing out, these monks also specially found a resting room near the gate of Guiyifang and hid in it, watching from the inside of the window.

As a result, I waited for more than an hour...

Not only did they not wait for Kong Qing to appear, but a strange aroma came from Moli's yard, which made these monks, who already had a lot of food, feel like thunder.

"What kind of aroma is this?"

At this time, on the stove in the courtyard of Numoli in Kunlun, the flame from the cypress branches was licking on a white stone.On top of the stone, sliced, roasted golden mutton is making a sizzling sound, and there is a scent of cumin in the air.

That’s right, cumin!
These cumin were brought out to Kong Qing by Kunlun Numoli as if offering a treasure. According to Moli, this thing is called Western Region fennel. Like the pepper next to it, it is a spice from the Western Region and is very precious.

Originally, Moli planned to use the more popular cooking method in Tang Dynasty, which is to stew the mutton with spices, but after Kong Qing saw it, he immediately stopped Moli’s method of burning zithers and cooking cranes, and changed it to the current method. A kind of iron plate... slate grill!
Roasted golden mutton, sprinkled with a little salt and pepper, some cumin, then rolled up with slightly blanched vegetable leaves, put it in the mouth, and bite it down, it is really fragrant on the teeth and cheeks.

The monks next door were all crying!
"It smells really good..."

A few monks stood by the window, rubbing their stomachs with their hands, shaking their noses, and tears were streaming down their mouths.

"What do you think they are eating?"

"Mutton, it must be mutton,"

A monk smelled the fragrance in the air, and his face was full of ecstasy.

"And it's the kind of mutton that's roasted just right, with that kind of expensive spices added..."

"He actually secretly hid and ate such delicious food!"

A monk wiped the tears from his chin and said bitterly.

"It's really enviable..."

"Lang Jun's way of eating is really delicious!"

Kunlun Numoli watched Kong Qing skillfully remove the last few slices of mutton from the slate with chopsticks and put them on the plate, and immediately served a glass of wine right away.

"Thanks to my lord's blessing today, this old slave can also satisfy my hunger, lord, let's have another drink."

Kong Qing put down the plate, took out a piece of barbecue and put it on the plate in front of the little milk cat on the table, then raised his wine glass and raised it towards Mo Li.

"Please!"

After drinking it in one sip, the wine is like a cool ice thread, falling straight down the viscera, with a sweet aftertaste, mixed with five flavors.

"It tastes sweet with a little bit of bitterness, lamenting the uniqueness of its secluded posture, knowing how perishable sweet and sour is, laughing at the grapes from Liangzhou..."

Kong Qing smacked his mouth, feeling a little unfinished.

"Really good wine..."

"Lang Jun is indeed an expert,"

Mo Li admired and gave Kong Qing a thumbs up.

"The Ou old-fashioned pine wine that the old slave got was purchased by the old slave after going to Zhongshan to taste it, and the old slave brought it back from Zhongshan by himself. Others asked for this altar thirty times, and the old slave never gave it to him. He, and only a gentleman like Langjun, who is handsome and handsome, is worthy of tasting the old slave's wine."

Kong Qing raised his hand in embarrassment to thank Moli.

Although this old black is telling the truth, as a low-key Taoist master, he still needs to be humble.

"Ouch..."

At this moment, a certain little milk cat who had just finished eating a piece of cumin barbecue pushed the plate in front of him towards Kong Qing, and then patted the side of the plate with his paw.

The meaning is obvious, give this meow... Ya Zi the meat!
"Mr. Lang is really lucky..."

Seeing the skillful movements of the little milk cat, Kunlun Numoli was full of admiration again.

"The old slave saw quite a few raccoon slaves in Yang Sikong's mansion back then, but the old slave has never seen one whose spirituality can be compared with that of Lang Jun's, it can be called a spirit beast. "

The corners of Kong Qing's mouth curled up slightly, and he raised his wine glass with both hands.

Spirit beast?

This "cat" of Pindao is not a spirit beast, but a real beast.

Just when Moli and Kong Qing were talking happily, in a room not far outside the house, a group of hungry monks were looking at the gate of the house expectantly. .

"Brother Jingyan, do we have to wait?"

(End of this chapter)