I Want to Hang Around in the Moon

At this moment, Le Zhengling walked in with heat-insulating gloves and a clay pot. In his coat pocket was a black bottle, and in his trouser pocket were an envelope and a windproof lighter. .

——Two people with self-destructive and destructive tendencies will finally start to compete.

Author's message:

PS: I submitted a contract application, I don’t know if I can pass it, well, if I pass, please forgive me, after all, I have to eat (crying)

PS2: As a matter of fact, I won’t die if I miss a half meal (look at the sky), but if I can’t see the rainbow light, I think I will die (beat the ground and cry)

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Chapter 28 Sishen Porridge

Araya Zonglian looked at Le Zhengling who walked in, her eyes were full of hatred, it was an irrepressible anger.

Le Zhengling also looked at Araya Zonglian who was flipping through the manuscript, and his eyes were full of hatred, but that was because his hope had been shattered, no matter who he saw.

He doesn't care about the manuscripts that were very important to him just now, and he just wants to put the casserole on it.

"What are you doing!" However, Soren Araya was extremely angry. For him, although the things recorded on it destroyed everything he knew, it didn't mean that he didn't pay attention to these things.

"Stop." The air changed, and the magician made a voice.

Le Zhengling's movements stopped suddenly, and the bottom of the pot almost touched the manuscripts.

Araya Zonglian ignored Le Zhengling who had been immobilized, but carefully packed up the manuscripts.

When he finished tidying up, he didn't release Le Zhengling.

He raised his left hand from under his black coat, put it on those hands, and read to the manuscripts: "Buju, Vajra, Snake, Daitian, Dingjing, Wang Xian!"

Le Zheng heard the six golden lights sweeping over these manuscripts one by one, but he didn't know what Araya Zonglian had done.

"I'm sorry." Araya Zonglian withdrew her hand after finishing all this, and made an emotional voice to Le Zhengling.

"You really have no manners at all." Le Zhengling, who put down the casserole, looked at him with a gloomy expression.

"I apologize for the reckless behavior just now, but those things are too important, and I don't want them to have any mistakes." The hatred in Araya Zonglian's eyes has receded. Obviously, for a person like him who is used to being calm, Even violent emotional fluctuations can be calmed down quickly.

However, there was cold anger burning deep in his eyes, which was spurning towards the world, murderous intent towards the person in front of him, and despair towards his own decided future.

"I mean looking through my things without authorization!" Le Zhengling said through gritted teeth.

Although he couldn't see through the thoughts of the person on the other side, after he finished the phone call, what was the other person's plan before, and what was the plan after reading those manuscripts, none of these were important.

He went to the kitchen to take out a spoon, put a spoon and a porcelain bowl in front of the two of them, lifted the lid of the pot, and added porridge to the two bowls.

"Sishen porridge." The monk smelled the familiar smell of medicinal materials and said.

The so-called "Sishen porridge" refers to the porridge made with the four medicinal materials of lotus seeds, gorgon, coix seed and poria cocos. It is a famous spleen-invigorating recipe in traditional Chinese medicine. The effect of "invincibility" has been exerted, and the name of the four gods is well-deserved.

As a Taimi monk who once determined to save the world, he is no stranger to this kind of medicinal food that is not only beneficial to the human body, but also can fill the stomach.

Pick up the spoon, scoop up the steaming porridge and put it in your mouth, the nostalgic but forgotten taste reappears from your heart again.

Le Zhengling also blew on the porridge in his spoon, and put it into his mouth when he thought it was okay. He has a bit of a cat's tongue and can't eat too hot food. If you put it in your mouth, there is only one result - he will make this person jump up (real experience).

Le Zhengling didn't put any salt in this pot of porridge, so it only tasted with a slight bitter taste.

Smelling the familiar smell of traditional Chinese medicine wafting in the air, neither of them spoke while they were eating.

If an outsider sees these two people, then he/she will feel that the two people are very similar at this moment, with the same focus, the same naturalness, and full of meticulousness.

Soon, Huangye Zonglian finished eating a bowl, but when he saw that Le Zhengling hadn't finished eating, he didn't open his mouth, and naturally added another bowl for himself and started eating.

For some reason, after eating this bowl of porridge, the resentment and anger in his heart disappeared, as if the scars in his heart were healed by this porridge, but he did not give up on his previous plan. After something, you can't give up.

Lezheng heard that he didn't stop him from adding another bowl, but just glanced at it and ate his own in silence.

Soon, a casserole of porridge was eaten by the two. By the way, Araya Zonglian ate three bowls, Le Zhengling only ate one and a half bowls, and even the half bowl was left over.

After dinner, Le Zhengling took the tableware and empty casserole into the kitchen and soaked it in water, and glanced at the hose under the high-pressure gas stove. The happiness brought by the full stomach disappeared instantly, and his eyes became gloomy again.

Back on their seats, the two looked at each other, and the air became heavy again.

"I find it very strange." Soren Araya pointed at the stack of manuscripts, "You obviously have no magic power, and the magic circuit in your body has not been activated, but why can you activate the future vision."

Le Zhengling didn't speak.

"Don't you want to say it?" He didn't feel surprised, "But it's okay, I'll ask your brain directly later."

As a magician who studies the origin of the soul and also deeply studies the human body, he has countless ways to get what he wants to know from the corpse, and he doesn't even intend to kill him, so it is even easier to get information from the living body.

"I don't see the future." Just when Araya Zonglian was about to make a move, Le Zhengling spoke, but this answer negated Arara Zonglian's previous answer.

"It's not a lie?" Araya Zonglian looked at Le Zhengling coldly.

"Two days ago, someone with real future vision warned me not to lie to the man in black, or I would die." Le Zhengling replied flatly.

"Then what's going on with these things?" Soren Araya clasped her hands on the table, "Is this something you wrote?"

"Yes." Le Zhengling replied truthfully.

"Since you are not Future Vision, where did you know these things? Don't blame it on your grandfather, I know that Le Zhengweng is just an ordinary person." Araya Zonglian said these words with an unchanged tone .

"My grandpa, is he just an ordinary person?" Le Zhengling looked at him strangely, not knowing whether to laugh at his ignorance, or laugh at himself for guessing wrong.

"Yes, although Le Zhengweng knows about the existence of the other world, he is undoubtedly an ordinary person just like you. I don't need to lie to you about this."