Cooking Dragon Kee

Sleeping in the warm smoke pavilion until noon, Ao Tang climbed up again, knocked his legs on Wu Qin's body, drooling, Wu Qin simply dressed neatly and let him sleep in the bamboo bed, opened the curtain by himself, first looked at The red sun in the south looked at the silver boy who was hung on the tree, and asked casually, "Hey, what's your name?"

Xiantong rolled his eyes to the sky, as if he would rather die than surrender heroically.

Wu Qin had no choice but to put him down from the tree after chanting a formula, then took back the rope that bound him, and comforted him: "I didn't want to tie you up at first, but this golden boy of yours The words are too harsh, although I am not as good as your patriarch, but at least I have been cultivating immortals in Zhongnan Mountain for so many years, do you understand me?"

The fairy boy got up from the ground, flicked his sleeves twice and hummed: "Understood, a god with a head and a face like you should be offered as a master, coaxed, accompanied, and respected, otherwise you will turn your face If you don’t give good fruit to eat, who will tell you that your magic power is boundless and supernatural.”

Wu Qin said "Hey" and raised the fan in his hand. I dare to feel that the younger generations of this generation are so stubborn. They don't know good or bad when they step down the steps, and they don't understand the principle of respecting the old and loving the young. Later Er Taishang Laojun came here and had to have a good fight with him.

"You unlucky boy, what are you talking about?" Wu Qin thought about it, and asked him again, "Could it be that Ao Tang really got into some serious trouble? Why don't you just kick over the medicine stove, you guys?" There are so many pills in the house, as for this fussing?"

Speaking of Ao Tang's misfortune, the silver boy suddenly became arrogant, put his hands on his waist and continued to hum: "If it is an ordinary pill, my master will not bother with him. There are times when medicines can't be refined in the past and present, but In the gossip furnace is the nine-turn gold elixir that my master has kept for seven to seven days, which is used for the mortals below to cross the immortal calamity. Dong Wanggong asked for a registered household, and planned to make him fly to the heavens and rank among immortals after eating the golden elixir."

Wu Qin was dumbfounded, so there is such a good way to become a fairy, why didn't he think of it at the time.While thinking about it, he heard the silver boy say again: "It's good now, the mortals can't eat the golden elixir, but the time limit is coming, if we go to the underworld in the future, and we will be reincarnated forever, our teacher will be useless."

"Then don't ask for it." Wu Qin persuaded, the silver boy turned his eyes across, which made Wu Qin feel guilty, and hurriedly added, "Then besides eating the golden pill, is there any other way to help the mortal cross?" robbery?"

"Yes." Yin Tong'er said without hesitation, "After that mortal dies, go to the underworld to draw out his soul, then cross out the name in the command book, and pay homage to the East Prince. You can also become a fairy."

The fan hit Wu Qin's palm, and he had to lament the brain power of this fairy boy, why didn't he tell about such a good idea earlier.

There was a rustling sound from the bamboo curtain behind him, when Wu Qin opened the curtain to look inside, there was no sign of Ao Tang on the bamboo curtain, but the window was opened, revealing a corner of water.

When he turned around, he heard a "thump", and the silver boy fell down, but he didn't know when Ao Tang slipped behind the boy and threw a boulder at the back of Xiantong's head and smashed it down.

"Engong, it's settled, get on the rope quickly!" Ao Tang patted his paws and said proudly.

Wu Qin in this room almost stumbled and fell down, got up quickly and hugged the boy horizontally, and said anxiously: "Wake up, do you know the mortal's name and where does he live?"

With his last breath, Yin Tong'er panted, "I've seen him...he said he..."

"What did you say?" Wu Qin pressed his palm against his back, intending to pass on his immortal energy to him.

"He is the Marquis in the capital, called, called... You Qing." After finishing speaking, the boy closed his eyes, so that it would be useless for Wu Qin to shout.

Wu Qin sighed, looked at Ao Tang behind him with an innocent face, and immediately felt that he was decades older.

"Let's go, before the Taishang Laojun comes over." He grabbed Ao Tang's body and floated up from the ground.

"Engong, where are we going?" Ao Tang was so confused that he just got up, and saw the silver boy standing there through a slit in the bamboo curtain in the house, and hurriedly escaped through the window of the back room. Go out and add another stone.

"Go down to earth, experience calamity."

Wu Qin's voice entered Ao Tang's ears like a distant bell, and seeing his paws resting on Wu Qin's palm, he grinned happily, his heart bursting with joy.

Ever since Wu Qin became an immortal of Daluo, he never returned to the human world.

From time to time, he would think that the reason why mortals fear death and beg for immortality may just want to continue that kind of life.It's the emperor who can't let go of the country, the prince who can't let go of the power, the wealth who can't let go of gold and silver, the lover who wants to be in love forever, and the parents who can't let go of their flesh and blood. It's them who can't let go; it's them who want happiness.

And he, Wu Qin, has nothing.

Perhaps in this life, he always seeks some kind of right as a consolation, even if it is a reason to sleep peacefully, but Wu Qin always feels that he is such a person who does not even have these qualifications.

On the stage, you sing and I come on stage, and there are all kinds of beings watching the show in the audience, and he, Wu Qin, just passed by outside the wall of this house and occasionally heard a few lines of the play.

The two bowls of wontons on the table were steaming. Ao Tang carefully scooped up one bowl with a spoon, put it in his mouth to let it cool, and then put it into a smaller porcelain bowl.It wasn't until the small porcelain bowl was full that Ao Tang pushed the bowl to Wu Qin who was aside, and said with a smile: "Grandpa, you eat first."

Wu Qin was taken aback, and when he came back from the fugue just now, he saw that the small porcelain bowl was full of wontons blown by Ao Tang, and pushed him back to Ao Tang: "I didn't expect that such a greedy little dragon like you would have someone who would let you eat it." A day of food?"

"Hey." Ao Tang pushed the bowl to Wu Qin again, and said to him very seriously, "Engong, Xiao Wang, I figured it out last night. In the future, whenever I get something to eat, I must first give it to Engong." you eat."

Wu Qin looked at the wontons in the bowl, didn't move, laughed at him and said, "Aren't you afraid that I'll eat them all and make you hungry?"

"Hey, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, benefactor is a good god who is righteous and reasonable, and won't do those things." After Ao Tang finished speaking, he picked up the bowl and "sucked" the soup, leaving Wu Qin holding up the chopsticks. When eating other side dishes, only the ravioli in the small porcelain bowl was put aside, which ended up in Ao Tang's stomach.

The long street is long, and there is no end to the end of the road. Wu Qin is walking in the crowd, and in front of him is the little dragon Wang Aotang who is jumping high.Seeing him take a mask and put it on for a while, he was attracted by the sugar maker, and saw a lion dance team, a long paper dragon swimming past amidst the sound of drumming, which made Ao Tang laugh until he couldn't stop Waist up.

As night fell and the lights dimmed, the little dragon king kept walking ahead, and Wu Qin followed him, keeping an appropriate distance.

He saw the bright red figure wandering here and there, jumping up and down, very busy, while he held the fan behind his back and walked past the bustling places of singing and dancing in the world.

"Benefactor, where is our foothold?"

"You just keep going."

"okay."

That night, until Wu Qin closed his eyes, the bright red was still flashing in front of his eyes.

Ao Tang who was sleeping on the lower bunk started snoring, Wu Qin tossed and turned, turned into a gust of wind and walked out the window, lying on the eaves, drinking wine and looking at the moon.

The night sky was so dark that I couldn't find a single star, except for the lonely moon hanging on.

The breeze finally cleared away the confusion in his heart, and the shadow under him gradually peeled off from the bricks and tiles, and then turned into a Wu Qinlai who looked exactly like him.

"What are you thinking about?" The shadow sat beside him, laughing at him.

"Nothing." He replied.

"I didn't think about anything, why did I frown and look unhappy." Shadow continued jokingly.

"It's none of your business." Wu Qin felt a little impatient with the cold wine in his heart.

"I am your shadow, I have been inseparable from you for ten thousand years." The shadow laughed, causing Wu Qin to look at him coldly.

"Then what are you doing out there?"

"Didn't you want me to come out? You forgot. We agreed at first that as long as you feel lonely, I will come out to accompany you."

Wu Qin stopped the wine jar in his hand, staring blankly at his shadow.Even the shadow has noticed Wu Qin's pity, so Wu Qin's life has really failed.

He got up, and then said seriously: "You said, is it right or wrong that Ao Tang followed me?"

"This matter cannot be distinguished by right and wrong."

"Then what do you say to use?"

"He is willing to follow you."

Wu Qin looked at the shadow in front of him, this shadow that looked exactly like himself, sometimes even he himself didn't understand what this Wu Qin was doing and what he was thinking.

"What about you, what do you think of him?"

The question asked by the shadow was answered decisively by Wu Qin: "He's just a child who hasn't grown up."

"anything else?"

"And..." Wu Qin was stunned, shaking the wine in the jar lightly, and smiled, "You mean the kind of flesh and blood relationship that treats him as his own child, right? When my brothers and sisters look at it, let alone..."

"What's more, he sacrificed his life to save you ten thousand years ago." Shadow replied for him, "Without his life-saving grace, there would be no you now."

"But why didn't he come to me to ask for this kindness? He saved me by dissipating all his cultivation back then, and now he only has a few hundred years of Taoism left, but he never said anything to me. What about this matter?" Wu Qin was puzzled, because he felt that everything has a cause and an effect, and the cause will bear the same result, isn't it the case with everything in the world?

"Maybe, he doesn't want you to repay his kindness?"

The night wind blew and split the shadow, Wu Qin could only keep chanting this sentence under the cold moonlight.

"Why don't you want me to repay your kindness?"

Until dawn, Wu Qin was not seen on the eaves, and a wine jar was left empty.